I am immortal

The old man walked out of the hiding room, and Qiu stayed here for a long time. Finally, he said goodbye to the old man. He said that he would continue to walk around the world. He said that the old man in front of him was like the world. When there is chaos, that is the first beacon, so stay still.

Only when you are calm can you calm your heart and all the turmoil in the world.

But he is different.

His way is to wander, to open up new paths.

Therefore, we cannot stop. In this life, this road full of struggle and exploration will be given a relaxed and freehand name by future generations, called "Traveling around the world." When he met this Master for the last time in his life, Qiu Understand the Master’s grand ambition.

"Do you want to create a prosperous spring and autumn period for the common people?"

Qiu said goodbye to this place. He later wrote the stories of these heydays into a classic, named "Spring and Autumn", and Zhuang Zhou personally said goodbye to Qiu and left here. He stood on the city and looked at the people who came from him. The first time they met, the man who was not quite suitable for fate left.

Looking at his back, he was still so determined.

Is there anyone in this world who is more persistent and determined than him?

Zhuang Zhou turned around and saw the white-haired old man.

He no longer has the realm of a cultivator and is old. Even if he is as carefree and carefree as Zhuang Zhou, there is a trace of sadness in his eyes, but this sadness quickly disappears and he is still just loud. Smiling, carefree and comfortable, he didn't seem to notice that this old guy had become this old.

Still treating him as normal.

When he accompanied the old man to leave here, he glanced around. Under the influence of human destiny, Zhuang Zhou's cultivation time was not as powerful as those of the old immortals, but he was sharp and carefree. I saw a man in the crowd and felt a trace of Buddhist charm in him.

Zhuang Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, then raised his sword to seek bad luck on this man, but was stopped by the old master.

Zhuang Zhou said: "There must be something wrong with him."

"If you have a clear conscience, why should you cover up the traces of practicing Buddhism on your body?"

"Old man, you'd better let go and let me catch him!"

The old man just shook his head and said: "Let him go." His eyes were gentle and calm, as vast as the mysterious water of the North Sea, unfathomable and bottomless, and he allowed the monk to go away with unparalleled ecstasy. , Zhuang Zhou never intercepted again.

This old man went to a village to fulfill an agreement.

Although Zhuang Zhou said casually on the surface, he still prepared the carriage and horses very seriously. He put many layers of soft cushions inside the carriage. He swung his whip himself and drove the carriage quickly and steadily. After he arrived, the original village , after several decades, it has developed into a very prosperous town.

Not far away is the inn, there is a flat road, and there are already a lot of people coming and going. Now everyone has a certain level of cultivation. Although having cultivation level does not mean that you can fight, the improvement of basic quality does. It will bring about a surge in foot power.

With light and strong steps, a road that seemed too far away and difficult to walk in the 1950s and 1960s has become somewhat common now. It is possible to walk on only two feet without relying on a carriage or horse. It was difficult to cross in the past. The roads have made traveling much easier, which has also led to the prosperity of many surrounding places.

After all, the extent to which people can travel freely is to interact with each other. Exchanges between different regions often involve business and cultural integration, which is the basis of prosperity.

Zhuang Zhou took the old man to find his old friend on the roadside.

An old man named [Ming].

Yes, the old man - he is clearly in his fifties, but he does not look much younger than Qi Wuzhuo at this moment. Although everyone now has Qi, even if he practices Taoism, he still needs [Three Talents Completeness] 】Only those who have laid a foundation of this depth can prolong life. Those who do not practice Taoism, or in other words, although they practice Taoism, they have not practiced those techniques that extend life.

An innate Qi is considered to be more than two hundred years old.

The innate Qi is already only one in a thousand. Therefore, although life span is long, it has not completely skyrocketed.

If you don't cultivate enough, you will eventually age slowly.

as well as--

The world is complicated, with grudges and hatreds, eight kinds of suffering in the world, and many separations.

These sad and depressing things always make people look much older than their original state. [Ming] seemed to have passed for a while before he recognized that this old man was the one his parents said he was born in. The benefactor who saved his life.

When old age comes, it’s rare to find someone you know well.

To be able to meet such an old friend, in this era and at this age.

This is already an extremely gratifying thing!

So he quickly invited Qi Wuzhu and Zhuang Zhou back to his home. It was still the same courtyard, and the layout was still the same as before, but it was different from the bustle Qi Wuzhu saw at that time. There was no Zuo who came to help in this yard. Neighbors, without his parents who were so happy when he got married, their faces were full of joy.

As a result, this courtyard actually gave people a great feeling of emptiness.

"Hehe, no guests have come for a long time. It's a bit chaotic. Don't blame me, don't blame me."

[Ming] He washed the cups, then poured tea and came to entertain the guests. At that table, Qi Wuhuo saw him alive, saw him young, saw him young and strong, and now he also saw his old age. In [Ming]'s eyes, the old man in front of him is naturally more aged.

The white-haired old man asked: "Where are your parents?"

[Ming] replied: "He has passed away."

"Where's your wife?"

"Eight years ago, the illness was difficult to cure. Although I had the protection of Qi and lived for a few more years, I still couldn't survive the winter three years ago and passed away. My two sons got married, but They are all gone and can only come back during the holidays. My daughter is married and her life is pretty good."

The old man asked: "How do you feel about your life?"

[Ming] was silent for a long time, and replied: "I feel a little lonely. When my parents were here, I was running around for a living, and I couldn't fulfill my filial piety well. We worked hard and raised the children, and finally we can relax. When I finally took a breath, my wife passed away, and my children all became useful and talented. They lived better than us in good times, but they rarely came back to see me."

"Tell me, is what I have experienced good or bad?"

he asked the old man in front of him.

The old man smiled gently and did not answer. He just said: "Only when you reach the end of this question can you answer yourself. I am just a passer-by passing through your life, right?" After finishing the cup of tea, the pharmacist The reincarnation of Liuli Buddha also had some old Ming farewell to the guests.

The old man asked: "Where are your Buddhist beads?"

Buddha beads?

[Ming] was in a daze for a long time, seeming to be thinking and recalling, and then replied: "I don't remember, but I have a vague impression that more than ten years ago, or more than twenty years ago, my little boy My son liked to play with Buddhist beads, but gradually, life became too busy, he grew up, and his schoolwork became heavier."

"I don't know which day I was too busy, so I just threw it away and put it on the table."

"After that, I can't find it anymore."

Qi Wuhuo said goodbye and [Ming] sent him out, shouting: "Taoist, Taoist!"

"Seventeen years later, will you come back and ask me again?"

The Taoist paused, turned around, and said gently: "Yes."

"If I can't come, someone else will come to see you."

"But, you have to answer that question yourself."

"What?"

[Ming] At this time, he didn't understand. He just saw a trace of gentleness and compassion in the old man's eyes under the sunshine, so he nodded seriously and said: "I will!"

Zhuang Zhou drove the carriage and led the old Taoist forward, looking towards the direction of the capital.

Zhuang Zhou seemed to be thinking about something along the way. He didn't say much. He was just thinking about the situation in the world during this period. After Qiu left the capital, his reputation would be much greater. The current Human Emperor Li Weifeng has been seven years old. At ten years old, he is already old because he controls the fate of humanity.

An overview of his political life shows that he always had many benevolent policies and was governed by virtue. His reputation among the people was extremely high. Everyone gradually only praised this benevolent king and gradually stopped mentioning the mighty King Li Zhai. They all said that the Human Emperor Li Wei Feng's fame and achievements, as well as his civil and martial arts, are all unparalleled throughout history, comparable to those of the ancient holy kings.

When hearing this, the teacher Ming Xin Da Zhen would always sneer, is it just him? !

Then the [Uncle Medicine Spirit Master] who always looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Taoist priest will also nod in agreement:

"Just him?!"

Then, the two of them would find a vent to roast chestnuts, pull out the big cattail leaf fan, and let the scent of roasted chestnuts fly into the palace along with the wind in the world, and then they would all hold their hands and laugh——

"I'm so greedy for him!"

"Yes, I'm so greedy for him!"

And the mighty king Li Zhai conquered all directions seventeen years ago and unified the world.

He never returned to his hometown.

When the young and mighty king conquered all directions and never came back, it was for the sake of this world and the world;

But today, the next unification still does not turn back a step, it is also for the sake of this world and the human world.

A few days later, Jin Chanzi, who had been away for seventeen years, also came here. His expression was gentle and peaceful, and he talked with the Taoist about everything he had seen in these seventeen years, the common people, all things and everything, but he did not No longer obsessed with the experience of that year, my eyes are peaceful.

The old Taoist asked the monk: "So, what is Buddha?"

The monk wanted to say a lot. He said that all living beings are Buddhas, not because all living beings themselves are Buddhas. There are good and bad people in all living beings, but no matter what situation we are in, no matter what kind of life we ​​have experienced, we have this moment. No matter what kind of disposition, the Buddha's heart and Buddha nature are still in one's heart after all.

The monk clasped his hands together.

In seventeen years I saw the common people, in seventeen years I saw good and evil, and in another seventeen years I saw myself.

He smiled and asked the Taoist in front of him, "It is said that there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. When you turn around, you will reach the shore."

"Fellow Taoist, what will you see when you look back?"

The white-haired Taoist replied gently: "If a person turns his head, it is Vipassana."

"When you look back with your heart, not with your eyes, what you see is yourself."

The monk laughed and said: "Yes, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering in this world. Whether it is interests, fame, power, desire, killing, or wealth, they are all seas of suffering. They are contaminated by the spiritual platform and blind the true spirit. When you look back, you will find yourself on the other side. .”

"See me! Become a Buddha!"

The monk finally gave his answer.

That is an answer that those who are not enlightened find arrogant and domineering, but those who are enlightened find it compassionate and compassionate.

See me and become a Buddha!

For the awakened one!

On this day, words finally appeared on the ninth stone tablet. It was vast, eloquent, and magnificent. With the flow of luck, it turned into a word——

This word is not Buddha.

But release.

Because the Buddha is the Buddha; Buddhism explains all the principles of enlightenment.

Participate in Dharma and don’t worship Buddha!

The monk took back the relic that he had abandoned thirty-four years ago from the old man's hand. He stood up, dropped his sleeves and robes, swept them over, and left grandly and calmly.

One of the nine families - said: [Explanation].

Later, there were two branches, one for gradual cultivation and one for sudden enlightenment.

Those who are gradually cultivating, the Consciousness Only Sect of Ten Thousand Dharmas!

Enlightenment person——

Just a Zen.

Hundreds of schools of thought, three religions and nine streams, the last link has returned to its place, and the destiny of humanity is prosperous and perfect. Before leaving, the monk asked a question. The old man did not answer, but thought for a while and pointed out a position. ,road:

"There is a person there, and I think that after you two meet, you will both know your answer."

He pointed out the location of the reincarnation of Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata.

Jin Chan looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him, clasped his hands together, he was already old, and said gently:

"So."

"Fellow Taoist, goodbye in this life, maybe next time, see you in the next life."

The eight-foot-long golden body has all causes and conditions, no ignorance of cause and effect, and no increase or decrease in mind.

It is better to see [me] than to see Buddha.

Worshiping Buddha is not as good as worshiping [me].

The old Taoist watched the old monk Jin Chan leave. When he walked out of the capital, he casually crushed the Buddhist relic that he had practiced for countless years, and then scattered the golden beads like fireworks. , received cheers and admiration from some children, then smiled and left freely.

The old man saw his back fading away.

He looked back gently, turned back, and stopped going to the nine stone tablets. This was originally just a very ordinary action, but for some reason, Zhuang Zhou's heart sank slightly. He looked at the old man and blurted out:

"Will you come back to tell the story?!"

The old man paused, then turned around, smiled gently, and answered him seriously:

"Will do."

"One last time."

"I haven't finished telling my Tao yet, how can I stop?"

Zhuang Zhou wanted to catch up and joked, old man, what are you talking about? Or he slapped the old man on the shoulder frivolously, but at this time, he was no longer so carefree and unrestrained, and just gave a deep bow to the old man who had raised and taught him for thirty-four years.

He stood up, smiled, turned around, and walked into the world of mortals with a smile without any nostalgia, nostalgia or attachment.

They all drifted away.

Zhuangzi, the real man of Nanhua, the immortal of Nanhua, the founder.

He wrote "Zhuangzi", also known as "Nanhua Zhenjing", which is divided into "Inner Chapter", "Outer Chapter" and "Miscellaneous Chapter"

There are seven inner chapters, six of which are practitioners.

The names are all different, and others are puzzled. However, Zhuang Zhou, a handsome man, always likes to make crossword puzzles and tease others with his own logic. However, the names of the inner chapters are connected like a sentence.

"Happy Wandering No. 1" If that young man walks around the world with a sword, he is carefree and unrestrained.

"Qi Wu Lun·Second" [Qi] Zhu [Wu Lun] also.

"Health Preservation Master·Third" is to follow your mind, follow nature, be at peace with yourself, and practice in the mountains.

"The Human World·Fourth" Those who are in the human world are where all living beings live.

"De Chong Fu·Fifth" The invisible talisman of Taishang's inner integrity of morality, teaches without words, is invisible but comes from the heart!

Just like the trajectory of the white-haired old man up to this point in his life.

【Carefree and harmonious all things, maintaining health and talking about the world, teaching without words, invisible mind, the talisman of supreme morality】

Chapter 6 of Zhuangzi’s Internal Chapter is called——

Great master! ! !

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The white-haired old man walked into his quiet room. He raised his eyes and looked at the thing in front of him. It was a roll of Taoist robes, a dark blue Taoist robe. Next to it was a wooden hairpin and a sheathed sword. , the old man smiled, with a gentle expression. He was sitting in front of the Taoist robe.

This body's cultivation has almost "dissipated". The scribe in green shirt felt something. He suddenly raised his eyes and saw all things in the world, changing and changing, seeming to be stagnant. The scribe in blue shirt had a rare calm expression. He looked at the nine stone tablets and saw Looking at the Nine Cauldrons of Luck soaring into the sky, looking at the world of mortals, looking at the tree of imperial purity.

Only he knew what it meant for the man named Qiu to be praised for being enlightened.

The scholar in green shirt stood with his hands behind his back and murmured to himself: "Qiu Dedao..."

The old man lowered his eyes An Ran, seeming to have fallen into silence.

Qiu De said.

Zhuang Zhou sang songs.

The golden cicada sees the Buddha.

Scholars from hundreds of schools of thought are singing loudly in the world.

In this vast and vast world, there are monks who measure the earth and see me and the common people; there are masters who teach the Dharma and teach students according to their aptitude; there are military generals who rule the world; there are emperors who wear clothes and eat at night; there is a world of mortals; there are vicissitudes of life in the world; and there are just the right things to do. Sesame pancakes everywhere.

The young man who fled from Jinzhou fulfilled his long-cherished wish and mission in this life and passed away.

He closed his eyes and breathed calmly.

The master is old and closes his eyes.

then.

Zhenwu.

Your Majesty——

It's angelica.

Please give me a monthly ticket in the third update. Lying dead, sleeping, why is it so difficult to write, I think about it, I think about it.