Anger, frustration, mixed with disappointment and unwillingness.

Shen Yi set out on the westbound road. The pain from the wounds on his body caused by running made him grin, and large beads of sweat rolled on his forehead.

He gritted his teeth and ran forward lamely, as if to vent his anger.

Vent your own weakness and helplessness.

He didn't hate Shangguan Ruyun for standing by and watching from the beginning. On the contrary, he could understand Shangguan Ruyun's good intentions.

Only when you understand helplessness and let go can you understand that this life in this world is all about cultivation, and there is no distinction between faith and sect, righteous path and evil.

At the end, he looked at Shangguan Ruyun and said proudly to the audience, "As long as you say so, I will kill everyone. Even if I bear the infamy, I will never regret it."

He was really moved, but he didn't ask Shangguan Ruyun to do that.

It’s not about ego, it’s about practice.

Shangguan Ruyun said, there is something wrong with your spiritual practice.

Why doesn't Shen Yi know? Isn't cultivation just about finding the true self and getting rid of the false and preserving the true?

What is false and what is true?

When a lie is told thousands of times, it becomes the truth.

Isn't Shen Yi trying hard to get rid of the falsehood and find a true word?

Therefore, he silently carried Anyang Jingxin down Wuling Mountain.

Shangguan Ruyun asked: Do you want to practice?

Shen Yi remained silent, he didn't know, he really didn't know.

But Shangguan Ruyun knew that he was taking a gamble.

This is exactly why Shen Yi didn't take An Yanghui away.

He was betting on the seventy-two days that were less than a hundred days to build the foundation.

Therefore, with Shangguan Ruyun's explanation, Shen Yi resolutely embarked on the road of westward cultivation and foundation building.

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Shen Yi kept running. He just started running along the road. At the end of the road, there was a plain, and at the end of the plain was a mountain.

He ran for three days and three nights at one breath, and he didn't know how far he ran.

He didn't know when, but he couldn't feel the pain from the wound on his body when he was running on the leash. Maybe he was numb, he thought.

When he stopped, he hunched his shoulders, pressed his knees with both hands, and panted like a dog. The sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks and fell to the ground. His clothes were soaked, revealing a sense of hardship. The smell of sweat.

He found that he was in a small village, and it was still evening. He suddenly realized that he still had physical strength, why did he stop?

So, after taking a few breaths, he continued to walk westward.

When I'm sleepy, I run with my eyes closed. My brain is sleeping, but my body is running. When I'm hungry, I just look for a few rabbits or some wild fruits in the mountains. It happens to be autumn now, and there are a lot of these things. When I'm thirsty, You can drink the rainwater from mountain streams. When you are tired, stop and take a breath.

He ran out for a month at a stretch, and finally when he was hunched over his shoulders and panting again, he suddenly discovered that the sky in the distance was like a piece of jasper, extremely blue, and it seemed that he could vaguely see the white-capped snow-capped mountains.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The breath flows along the airway and into the heart and lungs, refreshing the heart and mind.

The mountain breeze whistled in my ears, which was very pleasant.

This is the first time Shen Yi has enjoyed the feeling of tranquility in this month.

Shen Yi suddenly discovered that the injuries on his body had completely healed. He shook his arm and felt strong strength.

Shen Yi walked to a river and looked at his reflection in the water, and was suddenly startled.

In the reflection of the water, there appeared a man with messy hair like a henhouse, dark skin, and chapped lips. Moreover, this man was also wearing a T-shirt with an original pattern that could no longer be seen, and a pair of t-shirts full of holes. jeans, and a pair of jialai sneakers with the big toes exposed.

Now, there are only two titles suitable for Shen Yi, savage and beggar.

Shen Yi couldn't help but laugh at himself, picked up a handful of water, washed his face, drank for a long time, then stood up and continued running.

But from this time on, he began to pay attention to the scenery around him.

If Shen Yi was asked to run on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau two years ago, let alone running, even when he was sitting in the car, he would feel the lack of oxygen.

But now, he was running leisurely on the plateau without any problems.

This must be attributed to the previous month, when he ran as if he was desperate.

It can be said that this month of running has tempered his original five leakage body as hard as steel.

The road to Tibet was not that smooth. On this rugged road, Shen Yi walked for another half a month.

Along the way, he didn't see too many things. There was only one thing that impressed him deeply.

One morning at four o'clock, the cold wind howled, and it was extremely cold late at night on the plateau. The wind was biting, and Shen Yi hid behind a big rock to take shelter from the wind. However, at this time, hundreds of monks and believers were slowly walking along the rugged road. OK.

Not a walk, but a pilgrimage.

Take three steps and kowtow; take five steps and prostrate.

And here, there is actually a five-year-old child.

She is a little girl, who looks extremely small in front of the tall snow-capped mountains. Her little face is flushed with cold, her hair is braided into a small braid, and she is wearing Tibetan costumes. She imitates adults in kowtowing and prostrate movements, with a clear and bright look. There is no slackness in the eyes, but they are full of holiness.

Due to the language barrier, Shen Yi did not go over to say hello, but stood quietly beside him, watching the group of people slowly move forward.

Only the little girl glanced at Shen Yi, and then, as if she had received permission, she ran to Shen Yi, took off a pure white khata from her neck, and tried to tie it up for Shen Yi. Shen Yi was flattered. He quickly leaned over and asked the little girl to help him with the hada.

Then the little girl put her hands together and said something in Tibetan, which Shen Yi couldn't understand.

But it probably means, I hope the gods will protect you.

Then, the little girl turned around and continued to follow the pilgrim procession, kowtowing every three steps and crawling forward every five steps.

At this moment, Shen Yi looked at the white-capped snow-capped mountains in the distance and seemed to see the gaze of gods for the first time.

I finally know what the power of faith is.

After this incident, Shen Yi no longer ran away, but walked towards Tianshan step by step.

Finally two days later, Shen Yi arrived at a Tibetan temple called Lumbini Temple at the foot of Tianshan Mountain.

In the distance is the Tianshan Mountain that Shangguan Ruyun mentioned, so Shen Yi decided to stay in this temple for a few days and take a short rest before heading to Tianshan Mountain. In fact, the most important thing is that Shen Yi wanted to understand the beliefs of Tibetan Buddhism. The pilgrimage of hundreds of people prostrating and prostrating all the way left a great shock to him.

He is a young man who was born in the new century. He usually likes to watch bed action movies. As for faith? He always thinks that ability, money and power are faith. As for spiritual faith, he has never had it, or it can be said that he has never believed in it. thing.

But this occasional glimpse made him unable to remain calm.

Lumbini Temple is very small, with only two courtyards. The smaller courtyard is dedicated to Buddha Sakyamuni, and the other is dedicated to Lady Lumbini, Sakyamuni's biological mother.

Shen Yi stopped in front of Sakyamuni's biological mother, stunned.

This Buddha statue is really ingenious. It can be said that it is more exquisite than the gilded Buddha statues in big temples. It can be regarded as lifelike.

Just when Shen Yi was deeply immersed in the ingenuity of this Buddha statue, a distant chant suddenly came from behind him: "Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Shen Yi turned around and saw an old monk named Longzhong. The old monk was holding a prayer tube in his hand and still chanting the six-character Great Ming Mantra, Om Mani Padme Hum!

The old monk slowly walked up to Shen Yi, stopped the prayer tube in his hand, looked at Shen Yi with a pair of wise eyes, and said with a smile: "Is the donor a distinguished guest from the south who comes for pilgrimage?"

Shen Yi scratched his head and said quickly: "No, I don't believe in Buddhism."

The old monk didn't seem to be angry and said: "Since you are here, it is fate. Believe it or not, the Buddha is in your heart."

Shen Yi was a little embarrassed, but the old monk looked at Shen Yi and said, "The Zen room has been tidied up for the donor. Please ask the donor to rest. He has come all the way to be an honored guest."

As the old monk said, a young monk walked in, looked at Shen Yi and said, "Please come with me, donor."

Shen Yi had no choice but to follow the young monk to the meditation room.

But the old monk in front of the statue of Lady Lumbini sat cross-legged on the futon and continued to recite the six-character Great Ming Mantra, which was distant and gave people a sense of calmness and self-power.

The entire Buddhist hall is filled with distant divine power.

Snap!

On the ingenious statue of Lady Lumbini, a tear actually flowed out of Lady Lumbini’s eyes. The tears fell on the incense candles in front of the Buddha statue, extinguishing all the incense candles. At this moment, in another courtyard In an instant, the walls of the house dedicated to the Buddha Sakyamuni, the son of Lady Lumbini, collapsed, and the statue of Sakyamuni was smashed underneath and torn apart.

The young monk in the temple found the old monk anxiously and said: "King Kelsang, it's not good. The house collapsed and Sakyamuni Buddha was crushed inside."

The old monk seemed to have anticipated everything. He stopped the prayer tube in his hand, turned around and looked at the young monk, and said, "The real person is here, how can the fake body survive?"

The young monk didn't know why, but the old monk said: "Go quickly and prepare a meal for the distinguished guests."

The young monk had no choice but to agree and leave. He didn't seem to understand why the powerful King Kelsang, who even had a place in the Jokhang Temple, came to this small temple a year ago and why he treated a strange beggar so well. ?

I am afraid that the young monk who has never read the Buddhist scriptures will never understand the meaning of the four words "eyes of wisdom as bright as a torch".

After the young monk left, King Kelsang opened his eyes, looked at the statue of Lady Lumbini in front of him, and recited the six-character Great Ming Mantra again, but this time he recited it very fast and urgently.

By the end, His Holiness Kelsang seemed not to be reciting the Six-Syllable Great Ming Mantra, but to reciting the Six-Syllable Great Ming Mantra quickly. The whole hall was filled with that urgent and rapid echo, and the prayer tube in King Kelsang’s hand was spinning rapidly. .

Suddenly, there was a bang.

The prayer tube in King Kelsang's hand stopped suddenly, and the six-character Great Ming Mantra in his mouth also stopped. The originally extinguished incense candles burned again, and the clouds filled the air.
Chapter completed!