Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

As the sun sets, the wind blows the wild grass and makes it dance! The afterglow of the setting sun permeates the flowers, grass and green pines all over the mountain.

An unknown mountain path.

"How should I call you from now on? Senior Tianyou? Great Immortal? Great God? Tiantian? Youyou?" Shen Yichen asked.

"It's so ugly! And you'd better not let others know that the Tianyou Grass is in your possession! Otherwise, your life may be in danger!"

"Then I will call you Youyou from now on. This Youyou is not that Youyouha, it sounds more like a person's name!"

"It's up to you. I need to practice and I won't bother with a brat like you."

"The last sentence, do you know everything about me clearly? For example, when I take a shower!"

"roll……"

After that, no matter what Shen Yichen said, Tianyoucao would no longer pay attention to him!

Shen Yichen practiced the Hundred Transformation Magic Sutra in Tianzang Mountain. According to the scriptures, there are five levels of practice from shallow to deep, namely body magic transformation, god magic transformation, illusion magic transformation, earth magic transformation, and sky magic transformation. After he practiced to the second level, no matter how hard he tried, he could not improve. He wrote down the scriptures and destroyed them. He didn't dare to run around with the scriptures. He was helpless and didn't know why it was so slow! Fortunately, after practicing the first level, he broke the formation and left the belly of Tianzang Mountain.

Actually what Shen Yichen didn't know was that his speed of cultivation was very astonishing. The Hundred Transformations Magic Sutra was the supreme magic skill. Many people would never make it beyond the transformation to gods and demons in their entire lives. The reason why he could progress so fast was all due to the Xuanxu Chenxiao Jue he practiced. This magic formula had many magical uses. It could change his body and consciousness, or in other words, refine his body and consciousness, making his cultivation faster and his body, which was like a furnace, bigger. This also explained why he had practiced the Holy Emperor Jue to its peak state in just ten years.

"Robber-robbery!"

Suddenly a discordant voice interrupted Shen Yichen who was talking to himself.

From behind a huge rock beside the mountain road, two burly men with broad shoulders and thick waists jumped out, one holding a huge axe and the other holding a big knife.

"We are the two heroes of Qi-Qi-Qi Hui Mountain! Hand over your money and we will let-let-let you get off the mountain!"

Shen Yichen was stunned. What kind of fate was this for him? The first person he met after coming down the mountain was a bandit!

"Master, is there something wrong with the feng shui of Guanxing Mountain?" Shen Yichen wondered.

"Brother, it seems we have robbed the wrong person! Look at his clothes, he doesn't look rich!"

"You-you-you know shit. Do you know what it means to not show off your wealth? Everyone who can come to Qi-Qi-Qi Huishan is wealthy. They all-all-all come to the ancient temple to pray for peace!"

The two bandits ignored Shen Yichen and started talking to themselves.

Shen Yichen looked at the two of them, then at his own tattered clothes, and thought to himself: "How about I rob someone too?"

Then a wonderful scene appeared.

Shen Yichen used his internal energy and an overwhelming force pressed down on the two bandits. The two bandits were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy without any extra movements.

"Great-great-great immortal, please spare my life. I, a-little-little-little, have no eyes to recognize Mount Tai-Tai-Tai!" The bandit became so frightened that he stuttered even more.

"I-I-I'm going to rob too!" Shen Yichen imitated the bandit's speech. "Take off your clothes!"

After a while, Shen Yichen put on the stolen clothes, and the two bandits knelt on the ground without saying a word!

"Amitabha! Who dares to rob the holy place of Buddhism in Qihui Mountain?"

Before Shen Yichen left, a voice came from the front, and a young monk in coarse cloth robes walked towards here.

"Master, they are robbing each other!" Shen Yichen answered subconsciously. After saying that, he wanted to slap himself. In this situation, it was clear who was robbing whom!

"Amitabha, this donor, no matter how small the evil is, don't do it; no matter how difficult the good is, practice it!"

Shen Yichen was depressed! The first robbery failed, and the final result was that he had to return the clothes without a belt, and put on his tattered Taoist robe again.

The two bandits took back their clothes and fled without putting them on, saying as they walked:

"My dear brother, I didn't expect that the great-great-great immortal is also one of our generation."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"Stutter!"

Shen Yichen was also preparing to go down the mountain.

The young monk stopped him and said, "Donor, if you do one bad thing every day, you need the Buddha to save you, and then you can get rid of the disaster! Donor, please follow me into the temple, kneel down and worship the Buddha, and get rid of the disaster!"

Shen Yichen was confused. He didn't do anything. But when he thought that this was someone else's territory and a holy place of Buddhism, he dared not disobey!

When he followed the young monk to the Buddhist temple, he even wanted to beat the monk to death!

Xin Yu said: "Oh my god! Is this the Buddhist holy place you mentioned?"

I saw a dilapidated temple with the words "Fuchen Temple" written on a broken wooden board on top of the door, and a couplet carved on both sides of the door.

Left: "Zen spirit does not change with the wind and clouds"

Right: "To understand, one must have the wisdom mind"

There is a main hall, two side rooms and a lotus pond in the courtyard. The pond is full of green lotus leaves, but there is only one lotus flower, standing tall and graceful, swaying in the sunset glow! Manghuang is located in the north of the north, and it is unusual to have such a lotus pond.

Shen Yichen muttered in his heart: "Isn't this just a dilapidated temple in the mountains? A Buddhist holy place? Well, it should be called 'leftover land'!"

The young monk brought Shen Yichen to the main hall, where the northern Buddha among the Five Buddhas was enshrined - the Buddha of the Pure Land of Victory. The Buddha statue held the two corners of his robe in his left hand, and held his right hand with five fingers raised, facing outwards at his shoulder. It was rumored that this hand seal could save all living beings and accomplish the merits of Buddhism.

Shen Yichen bowed three times respectfully, lit a stick of incense, turned around and walked away, ready to leave this holy place. As he walked, he watched the blooming lotus in the pond dancing in the wind.

"The beauty of the world is just passing by, and a hundred lifetimes of practice is just a dream"

Shen Yichen turned around when he heard the voice. He saw an old monk with white hair and beard. Even his eyebrows were as white as snow. He had never seen this old monk in the temple! He didn't know where this old monk came from!

"My dear friend, you have a handsome face and amazing bones. You have great talent! I wonder why you came to Fuchen Temple?"

Shen Yichen cursed in his heart: "I came here because of the intimidation of that young monk in your temple! If I had known that the Buddhist holy land was like this, I would not have come here!"

But he replied: "I happened to pass by Qihui Mountain and heard that this is a holy place for Buddhism, so I went into the temple to pay my respects. I didn't ask for anything but peace of mind!"

"The donor came to the temple to find peace of mind, but his heart was moved by the lotus. May I ask, why are the lotus flowers in the pond moving?" asked the old monk.

Shen Yichen looked at the lotus in the evening breeze, wondering what the old monk meant. He thought, "Isn't it obvious that the lotus is moving when the wind blows?"

But there were no words on his lips, and he didn't know how to answer.

"The flowers are not moving, the wind is not moving, both are moving because of your mind; one thought makes the wind move, one thought makes the flowers move, if your mind does not have any thoughts, the wind will not move, and the flowers will not move!"

When I look at the donor's face, I know that you must have something in mind. Everything has a cause and an effect. Once a thought arises, all things will come into being, and all disasters will come. Think twice before you act!

Shen Yichen was shocked. He had been obsessed with going down the mountain to find his mother. Could it be that the old monk saw it and was advising him not to be too obsessed, as being too persistent would bring disaster?

Shen Yichen bowed and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Master!"

Turned and left the temple.

Watching Shen Yichen disappear at the door, the old monk said:

"Your life is full of emotional calamities, whether it's family, friendship, or love"

“If you insist on it, I, the Buddha, must save you from suffering;

If you change your mind, all the love and fate will be as you wish!"