This is a personal fate into the fate of Tiange Ding suffering, the difference is that some people can splash out of Mars and some people can sink to the bottom.
In the end, all the words in Li Huxin’s letter are exhortations. At the end of the letter, be careful that Li Chongjiu’s life outside is not easy, and he also asked someone to bring Li Chongjiu a leather coat.
At the end of the letter, I wrote that my father and brothers were all well.
Seeing that the brothers of Li Huzhong’s 7,000 villages are doing well, Li Chongjiu is gratified to think of those familiar faces.
When Xiao Jiu was called, Li Chongjiu felt a warm feeling in his heart. Although he had no memory of the past, Li Chongjiu also knew that Li Hu in the cottage took care of himself when he was a child. Every family in the cottage took turns to take care of him and grew up eating and wearing hundreds of clothes.
So for Li Chongjiu, they all have a passion for themselves.
Li Chongjiu felt hungry when he went to Zhaitang for dinner and drank a bowl of steaming rice congee.
This day is the day when laity brothers return home to visit their relatives once a month, so Li Chongjiu lived alone in the temple and had the idea of walking around.
Li Chongjiu is a stranger. It’s rainy and foggy. Shaoshi Mountain is a lush scenery in early spring. He said that he has been to Shaolin Temple for nearly three months, and he has not traveled all over Shaoshi Mountain. He thought that tourism here would be over-exploited due to commercial development in the future.
Li Chongjiu wants to see the original color at the moment.
Immediately, he wore a hemp fiber and a bamboo hat to climb to the fifth breast peak.
Looking at the outline of the mountains and rivers in the distance from the wet clothes in the spring rain, it seems like a thick landscape painting.
The fresh spring breeze blows the face cold, and Li Chongjiu cuts the bamboo pole, and the rustling rain hits the bamboo leaves and the grass leaves.
I suddenly saw a cave at the top of Wurufeng, where Bodhidharma came to the back wall of Shaolin Temple for nine years.
When Li Chong strode into the cave, he was about to lift his eyes and visit, but he might as well see an old monk sitting cross-legged on a stone.
Li Chongjiu also said that Dharma was reborn. A closer look turned out to be Jue Yuan Buddhist monk.
Seeing that Jue Yuan was in Zen, Li Chongjiu didn’t dare to disturb or leave, but he looked around in the same place.
Seeing that the Dharma Cave is still very spacious, the surrounding stone walls are thin and dense, and there are many Sanskrit carvings.
This text is vertical and vertical, but it is obviously "I don’t know how long the years have passed, and there is a big stone in the hole with a smooth surface, which is particularly eye-catching."
"This stone wall was carved in Sanskrit by Bodhidharma when he practiced Zen Buddhism, and it has been many years."
Li Chongjiu listened to Jue Yuan’s voice and heard that this wall is the Yijin Sutra and the pulp washing sutra. He was surprised that these two later generations are famous.
After Hui Ke, the second ancestor of Zen Buddhism, didn’t understand the meaning left by Dharma, Chang ‘an Avenue met a martial arts high-powered young man and talked for three days and three nights, finally confirming each other and realizing the truth of Yijinjing.
And that young man is Li Jing, the Duke of Wei.
However, Li Chongjiu’s sense of hearing is far-reaching. These two are actually Zen practices. When Li Chongjiu laughed, "I also know that the Yijin Sutra and the pulp washing Sutra are the secret martial arts brought by the founder of Dharma from Tianzhu."
Jue Yuan heard a laugh and said, "This is far-fetched and said that there is a misunderstanding."
Li Chongjiu not only asked curiously, "So can the founder of Dharma be martial arts?"
Listening to Li Chongjiu’s question to Jue Yuan, he said with a smile, "I didn’t know that the founder of Dharma had already passed away when I joined the WTO."
"What’s more, Bodhidharma lived alone in the cave for nine years, so it’s hard for outsiders to know whether Bodhidharma was wearing martial arts." Li Chongjiu nodded and thought that if Bodhidharma was really martial arts, then the monks in Shaolin Temple would not encounter rogue’s resistance in the first world war, and eventually they would have to make their own efforts to save the day.
After Li Chongjiu and Jue Yuan talked for a long time, the spring rain had stopped after they came out of the hole together, which was quite slippery.
Jue Yuan is old, and the pace is not very steady. It is necessary for Li Chongjiu to help him.
When they approached the temple, Jue Yuan suddenly stopped holding a bamboo stick and looked at Shaolin Temple and said, "I’m going to stay away from the ascetic Buddhist monk in a few days. I don’t know if I can return to Shaolin."
"Today, I met you even though I meditated in the Dharma Cave. This is also a fate."
Speaking of this, Jue Yuan took out a cotton parcel from the monk’s robe and said, "This is a four-volume Lengga Sutra translated by a senior monk in the temple, but I have nothing else to give you. These four volumes are also a souvenir for you and me."
Li Chongjiu was surprised to hear Jue Yuan say with smile, "I’m leaving tomorrow. It’s impossible to carry a moth. It’s better to pay for it. Don’t refuse."
Li Chongjiu saw that Jue Yuan was very determined, and Li Chongjiu respectfully took over the speech, "The elders gave the master who dared not resign and gave him a warm feeling of five."
Jue Yuan laughed when he left.
The next day, the Buddhist monks of Shaolin Temple in Jue Yuan went to their own mountains for asceticism.
When Li Chongjiu Tanzong was going to see him off, he realized that Yuantou Tuo had already left early in the morning, apparently because he didn’t want to see him leave.
After Tanzong heard it, he wailed like a child in public. Li Chongjiu made Shaoshi Mountain look at the clouds in the distance and was deeply touched.
That night, the oil lamp in the monk’s room lights up the stars.
Li Chongjiu sat cross-legged and unwrapped the cloth package given by Jue Yuan. Just as the Chinese side was folding four thin sheets, the Lengga Abaddoro Treasure Sutra was accompanied by a line of little brother Jue Yuan.
Chapter 42 Three Arrows
Li Chongjiu didn’t rush to open the Lengga Sutra.
He got up first to clean his hands and wipe his face, and then ordered a sandalwood.
See sandalwood smoke fills the air. Li Chong’s turban evens every inch of the garment so that he can sit cross-legged.
Seemingly pretentious, but sincere in reading a song, I didn’t live up to Jue Yuan’s gift to myself, which was taken seriously by Li Chongjiu.
Li Chongjiu respectfully opened this Lengga Sutra.
Let’s not talk about this word alone. It’s a big white word. It’s square like a knife carving, like a cliff carving in the Dharma Cave.
See frontispiece is a line of Jue Yuan readme.
This was awarded to Hui Ke by the early ancestor Dharma, who said, "I think that only those who are benevolent in Han Dynasty can live a contented life by their deeds." Gu Hui Ke’s younger brother is known as the Lenga Master in the world because of this practice of "only thinking about wisdom and not saying anything."
Li Chongjiu understood the meaning of this passage. He said that in the early days of Zen Buddhism, Dharma Huike came to the Dharma Sutra for initiation. At that time, the classic monks were called the Lengga teachers, and most of them were Buddhist monks. After the fifth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, Zen Buddhism changed to the Diamond Sutra for initiation and eventually developed.
After skipping the frontispiece, the body of the Lengga Sutra is obtained.
If I smell the opening four words, it means grand scale. If so, I smell that the Buddha himself said it was very serious. These four words are different from heretics.
If I smell all kinds of precious flowers on the top of Lengga Mountain on the south coast …
Li Chongjiu doesn’t know much about Buddhist scriptures, but the eyebrow pages are all annotated by Jue Yuan’s small print, which is obviously the post-filling place, and he has read the first volume unconsciously with relish.
When I see the second volume, the oil lamp is almost burnt out. Li Chongjiu won’t give up this good thing, add some oil and light a sandalwood again to continue reading.