Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 137 Carrying a stone and walking towards the mountain(1/2)

Gu Yusheng glanced at the stone statue on the ground. Although it was a cold stone carving at the foot of Qingping Mountain, it weighed more than a thousand pounds. With his current cultivation level, it would be easy to move him.

However, in his heart, this old man who walked around with stone statues all day long was probably a madman, but he didn't expect that he was an ascetic.

Gu Yusheng was not arrogant when doing things. Although he felt that carrying a stone statue was not difficult, he did not agree at once.

The other party said this, it must have a deep meaning.

I imagine that this stone statue is not simple.

Gu Yusheng took a deep breath and gradually calmed himself down. He also carefully examined the old stonemason sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras silently, and said politely: "I was so angry that I was just now. Please forgive me for my sins."

The old stonemason's eyes fell on the boy. Flying snowflakes covered the boy's hair and shoulders, and the falling peach blossoms were mixed with them. Then he watched the snow on his eyelashes melt into water and fell quietly. He realized that the boy was shocked.

I must have stood in the wind and snow for a long time, and the cold clothes on my body were luxurious and stained with mud.

Is this the reason for killing?

The old stonemason is puzzled.

But there was no further question.

He pointed to the deep forest on the west side of Taohuawu and said, "This stone statue is the chanting of Buddha's name in my heart. This journey is not far away, nor is it close, so can you carry it?"

Gu Yusheng walked to the stone statue and squatted slowly.

The old stonemason glanced at Gu Yusheng's cold clothes and said, "The stone statue is stained with dust. Are you afraid of getting dirty?"

Gu Yusheng refused to answer.

He tugged his hands back and stabilized the stone statue.

The old stonemason's hands quietly appeared in the shape of a bead.

The next moment.

I saw that the stone statue was forced by Gu Yusheng and moved from the ground. His body leaned forward slightly and walked towards the direction of the mountain.

The old stonemason raised his hands and his mouth moved slightly.

But it was silent.

He looked down at the ground that Yu Sheng walked through.

Every step is so steady.

The old stonemason raised his eyes little by little.

He wanted to see the boy's back.

Carrying a stone statue.

Is it as hard as he does?

However, the first thing that came into view was the stone statue he carved with his own hands, the lifelike facial features and compassionate Buddha image, which became clearer and clearer in the heavy snow.

In an instant.

The old stonemason stood there in a daze, and his face covered in dust showed unprecedented piety.

His life.

Thousands of statues and thousands of Buddhas were carved.

Even in the dark night, with an iron chisel and a hammer, the most compassionate Buddha in the world can be carved.

But he had never had such a clear mind at this moment.

Because he walked in the night with Buddha on his back, and the Buddha's face on his back was always turned to him.

Of course he couldn't put the Buddha's face against his vest.

That is a great disrespect for chanting Buddha's name in your heart.

The Buddha's wrath will instantly push him into the Avici Hell!

Now.

The boy carries that stone statue, chanting Buddha's name in his heart.

The Buddha is solemn and dignified like a treasure.

Although there is no holy light.

But the old stonemason clearly felt the Buddha's light shining.

The original Buddha's compassion.

Always there.

Over the years, with his piety in his heart, he established Buddha after Buddha.

in the end.

But there is no real Buddha in my heart.

Quietly and silently.

The old stonemason was crying.

When he opened his eyes again, his face was no longer sad or happy.

The old stonemason put his hands together.

In an instant.

In the sludge under her feet, a golden lotus shadow gradually wrapped around the old stonemason.

The old stonemason's compassionate eyes fell on the ground with a thoughtful face.

Suddenly, his face trembled again. He looked at the back of the young man walking forward. In the wind and snow, he still walked without any hurry or slow down.

"Amitabha."

The old stonemason recited the Buddha's name.

He came with the Buddha on his back, and saw the boy's cold clothes dyed with mud and acted as a killer, but he did not see the boy standing in the mud and not taking off his cold clothes and carrying the Buddha.

This is exactly the Buddhist Zen saying: It is like a lotus growing in the smelly mud, but do not pick lotus flowers and do not take the smelly mud.

Just now.

He raised the Buddha's face with his body, and the lotus flowers were grown from the stinky mud.

And this son.

It is because of the pure nature, the heart has lotus flowers, and the smell is not stained with mud!

Isn’t this the realm of great wisdom, great wisdom and great emptiness in Buddhism?

The high Buddha nature.

Far beyond yourself.

Such a person.

He actually tried his mind with Buddha, whether he was possessed by a demon!

The old stonemason only felt that he was foolish and lived for most of his life, but he had never felt ashamed of himself.

The old stonemason couldn't help but walk on the lotus.

The young man was in front of him, and the stone statue on his back was like a Buddha, allowing him to practice Zen at all times.

Thinking of that boy again.

If you hide lotus yourself, the stone statue on your body is a stone statue.

Not Buddha at all.

The importance of Buddha is the realm of all vehicles.

It is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But that was in the boy's heart.

From beginning to end.

They are just a stone statue!

"Hahahaha!"

The old stonemason following Gu Yusheng gradually distorted the smile on his face. The golden lotus under his feet was actually wrapped in black gas little by little.

He practiced hard all his life and did not get the true Buddhist Zen speech.

The boy takes one step at a time.

Instead, it allowed his inner demons to grow.

Go towards the devil step by step.

Step by step!

The sky and the earth suddenly changed color.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage