"Both these two stories seem to be elaborating on the beginning of the Tao, and they have strong implications of legends on earth" Ye Tianchen couldn't help but think to himself.
"Yes, it's a pity that I can't understand anything from it. There are two stories below. Maybe you can gain some understanding after listening to it. If not, you may be like me" Zhu Tian was a little worried. said.
When Ye Tianchen was a little stunned, Zhutian continued to tell the stories he had heard, some stories about "Tao"!
Ye Tianchen, on the other hand, listened carefully. He knew that this was crucial to whether he could survive and whether he could continue to move forward!
When one person attains enlightenment, a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven!
There is a small bridge in Wudu Mountain, Mianzhu, Sichuan, one mile away from Yanxian Temple. It is said that there were several beggars under the bridge this year, cooking stones for food. A passer-by asked: "Is the stone edible?" The answer was: "The stone is the bones of the local mother. Boil and eat it to strengthen the muscles and bones." The passer-by smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself: "Idiot's words, crazy people." In a moment, all the stubborn stones were removed by begging, and the casserole for boiling stones was turned over and over like rubber and washed thoroughly. Passers-by looked at him in shock. In an instant, a few beggars are gone. A few days later, everyone knew the difference and called the bridge "Huixian Bridge".
There is a farmer's family not far from the bridge. During the autumn harvest season, they hire people to harvest the grain, and a girl is left at home to cook. It was almost noon, and the girl packed the food in a basket and sent it to the field.
It was noon, and there were few people on the road. The girl had just arrived at Yanxian Temple when she saw an old man walking with difficulty, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, with unkempt hair and dirty face, and moaning incessantly. The two of them met at a small ditch. The old man sighed and said, "Girl, I haven't had any water or rice in three days. I hope you'll do well"
The girl saw that the old man was small and frail, and thought to herself, "How much can a wizened old man eat?" So she agreed wholeheartedly.
The old man glanced at the girl, picked up the bowl and helped himself. In less than half an hour, the old man had completely eaten the whole pot of rice.
The girl¡¯s eyes were red.
The old man looked at the girl and smiled: "Sister, why are you so stingy? I'll eat a rice steamer from you and give you a rice steamer in return." After saying that, he opened his mouth, made a "wow" sound, pointed his mouth towards the rice steamer, and put the food He vomited out all the food he had eaten. He just vomited a full pot, and it was still steaming. The girl has straight eyes. The old man cupped his hands and said goodbye: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" It was already past noon, so the girl had no choice but to carry the steamer rice on her back and send it to Tianba.
Everyone was complaining: "How dare this little girl burn a stone mortar to cook rice today!" At this time, the girl appeared in front of everyone without saying a word. Everyone rushed forward, no matter what, they just picked up their rice bowl and paid for it.
Everyone was suspicious: "How did this girl cook the rice today that was soft and hard, with a fragrant and sweet aftertaste" Seeing everyone eating, the girl was also very hungry. I really want to take out a bowl and eat it, but when I think of that "squeak" sound, I feel sick in my heart and feel very upset. After everyone finished eating, there were still some grains left in the steamer. When the girl picked up the rice steamer, she noticed an unpleasant smell inside the steamer. She folded a handful of straw and swept the rice grains cleanly inside the steamer.
At this time, a big white dog and a group of chickens came running from the nearby courtyard, and hurriedly ate all the rice that had been swept away.
There happened to be a few rice scraps swept at the entrance of the mouse hole. A mouse couple picked them up and ate them without any effort.
A red sun slowly falls into the western mountains.
Having finished harvesting the grain, everyone stretched out their arms and waists, and suddenly felt waves of breeze blowing against their faces, and silken mist rising slowly below their feet. Looking up, he saw a Taoist priest with a silk scarf, his long beard flowing on his chest, standing in the sky. Upon closer inspection, everyone suddenly realized that the man in the void was Mr. Yan Junping who "ascended during the day" in Yanxian Temple. Everyone kowtowed to Mr. Sir, who stroked his beard and smiled. In an instant, drum music sounded in the sky, and colorful clouds wrapped around the waist and feet. Everyone rose into the sky with the colorful rays of light.
The big white dog and the chickens followed. Mr. Yan Junzi sighed: "One person attains enlightenment, and a barking dog ascends to heaven!"
The mouse couple ate a few grains of rice and followed them up. They thought in their hearts: "Who are we? We also want to go to heaven." The two of them had an idea and got into Mr. Jun Ping's sleeves. They secretly said with joy: "If you are close to the south, Tianmen, you can't be a heavenly immortal, you are also an earthly immortal." Hearing the sound of drum music approaching, the two mice were overjoyed The gentleman suddenly felt something strange in his sleeves, stretched out his hand to touch it, and realized it was two mice. The gentleman was furious: "Bandits, "I want to ascend to heaven" and threw the two rats down from outside the Nantian Gate. The two rats were beaten and their stomachs were broken, and they ran away in pain. To this day, intestinal-tracting rats often appear around Yanxian Temple in Wudu Mountain.
Turning stone into gold!
It has been three years since Zhong Liquan took Lu Chunyang as his disciple.
On this day, the master and the disciple were out traveling and passed by a large mountain. The mountain was very steep, as if a sharp sword was piercing the sky. The scorching sun shines on the green cliffs. Zhong Liquan walked in front, walking lightly, and Lu Chunyang followed behind, climbing up step by step. He was carrying a large package on his shoulders, weighing dozens of kilograms.It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead kept flowing out, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
The big package on his shoulder was given to him by his master Zhong Liquan three years ago. It was wrapped layer by layer with brocade silk. It was so heavy that he didn¡¯t know what it was wrapped in.
What kind of treasure it may be, the master did not tell him, and he was not in a position to ask. From the day the master gave it to him, he had to carry it on his back no matter where he went, and he has been carrying it on his back to this day. A few days ago, his shoulder started to hurt. He ignored it and the pain got worse yesterday. He secretly took off his clothes and took a look. It turned out that his shoulder had been swollen and the skin was worn away, exposing the bright red tender flesh. He didn't say a word. He endured the pain again today and went up the mountain with a large package on his back.
At this time, the scorching sun was shining straight down from the top of my head like fire. The package on my shoulders felt even heavier. My shoulders were burning and the pain was unbearable, like needle pricks. He had to turn his hands away from time to time and hold up the heavy package with his palms to lighten the burden on his shoulders. As a result, the pace naturally slowed down.
But he did not relax. Instead, he gritted his teeth and urged himself to speed up his pace to catch up with his master so as not to widen the distance.
After Zhong Liquan reached the top of the mountain, he looked back and saw Lu Dongbin still halfway up the mountain, climbing up with difficulty. Seeing his strong will and enduring perseverance, I was very happy, so I sat down under a big pine tree and waited for him.
After a while, Lu Chunyang finally reached the top of the mountain. Zhong Liquan greeted him with a smile: "The sun is scorching in the sky, so Panasonic can enjoy the cool weather. Let's rest for a while before leaving."
Lu Chunyang was just about to take a rest, so he squatted down and unloaded the package from his shoulders. Unexpectedly, the package was not placed firmly and rolled down the hillside. Lu Chunyang was very anxious, fearing that he would damage his master's treasures. Before Zhong Liquan could say anything, he hurried down the slope to pick them up. When I got to the bottom of the hillside, I saw that the brocade silk used as a package had been scratched by the stubble of rocks and trees, and the contents inside had been exposed.
Lu Chunyang couldn't help being shocked when he saw it. It turned out that what was inside was not a valuable object, let alone a treasure, but a large stone. Lu Chunyang stood there blankly and looked at it for a long time, puzzled: "Master, what is the use of such a stubborn stone?" He really wanted to abandon the stone and move to see it clearly. After he carried the stone to the top of the mountain, he pointed at the package and said, "You can open it now."
Lu Chunyang unwrapped the package, and the stubborn stone was revealed again.
Zhong Liquan said with a smile: "You didn't expect that the bread here is a stubborn stone?"
Lu Chunyang nodded and couldn't help but ask: "I wonder what Master wants this stubborn stone to do."
Zhong Liquan smiled and replied: "First, use it to temper your will, and second, I can turn it into gold. Even if I turn stone into gold, it won't be in vain for you to carry it for three years." After saying that, he pointed to the big stone with his hand. , said "change" and the stubborn stone immediately turned into a brilliant piece of gold.
Lu Chunyang was fascinated by the sight and repeatedly praised: "Master actually has such magic: wonderful, wonderful"
Zhongli Quan said: "How about I teach you this method of turning stone into gold?"
¡°Another thought, it has been three years since Master gave it to me. In the past three years, no matter traveling through mountains and rivers, or in severe winters and scorching heat, this stubborn stone has never left me, and my master has never said to abandon it. Since I have memorized it until now, and Master has not said anything, it must be useful. After thinking about it, I wrapped it up again and carried it to the top of the mountain.
Zhong Liquan stood on the top of the mountain and had a clear view of Lu Chunyang's thoughts and actions. After he carried the stone to the top of the mountain, he pointed at the package and said, "You can open it now."
Lu Chunyang unwrapped the package, and the stubborn stone was revealed again.
Zhong Liquan said with a smile: "You didn't expect that the bread here is a stubborn stone?"
Lu Chunyang nodded and couldn't help but ask: "I wonder what Master wants this stubborn stone to do."
Zhong Liquan smiled and replied: "First, use it to temper your will, and second, I can turn it into gold. Even if I turn stone into gold, it won't be in vain for you to carry it for three years." After saying that, he pointed to the big stone with his hand. , said "change" and the stubborn stone immediately turned into a brilliant piece of gold.
Lu Chunyang was fascinated by the sight and repeatedly praised: "Master actually has such magic, it's wonderful, it's wonderful."
Zhongli Quan said: "How about I teach you this method of turning stone into gold?"
Lu Chunyang pondered for a while and asked: "Fossils are gold, can they be guaranteed to never change?"
Zhong Liquan replied: "The gold that is touched is different from real gold. Real gold is always the same. The gold that is touched will still turn into stone after five hundred years."
When Lu Chunyang heard what he said, he refused to learn this spell. He said: "If this is the case, the disciple will not want to learn it."
Zhong Liquan asked puzzledly: "Why don't you learn?"
Lu Chunyang continued: "Such a spell, XingWhat happened five hundred years ago will be used five hundred years later. Doesn¡¯t it mean that people five hundred years later are not willing to learn from it? "
When Zhong Liquan heard this, he couldn't help but sighed: "I am not as good as you in your thoughts on the Tao, but your righteousness should be better than mine."
From then on, the master and the apprentice learned from each other and entered a higher realm. To be continued.