Chapter 717
2021-04-13
Chapter 717 Enlightenment
In the stone Buddha Mountain, time seems to stop completely.
The monks and people who work here completely ignore the passage of time outside, and they don’t even know that the stone mountain in front of them has been named ‘Shi Buddha Mountain’ by the outside world.
During many years of hard work, both monks and craftsmen regard day after day work as a normal instinct like eating and drinking.
At dawn, they would go into the mountains to dig rocks and do all kinds of dirty work. After sunset, they would rush to eat and fall asleep.
There are no sun and moon in the mountains, until an uninvited guest breaks the repeated days.
“Amitabha!”
A young monk walked into the stone Buddha Mountain and stopped a black and thin laborer who was carrying a large stone.
This man is not tall, but he is carrying a huge rock like a house on his back, and he looks like he wants to carry an ant of rice grains on his back.
“What’s the matter?”
The young monk, the Yuantong who came from afar, said with a smile, “This poor monk, the Yuantong of Jiuhua Temple, is here to visit the seniors. ”
This is true, the founders of Shi Buddha Mountain are the highly respected old monks in Shimen.
“Come on, let’s work!”
The black and thin man pointed to the side.
Yuantong was stunned for a moment, and repeated, “I’m here to meet and sign the senior!”
“Let’s work first, see you later!”
Having said that, the black and thin man did not turn his head and walked steadily forward with the rock on his back.
“en!”
Yuantong stared at the back of the black-handed man. This man is not an ordinary craftsman, but a cultivator with a cultivation base.
Looking at the short hair on the top of his head, he is obviously a member of Shimen.
Yuantong was shocked. He thought that Danyang Shimen digging the stone Buddha should be the responsibility of a supervisor, but only when he was there, he found out that he actually joined it in person.
He thought for a while, lifted the hem and sleeves of his robe, and walked forward with a big stone in his hand.
Yuantong transported the big stone to the foot of the mountain and saw a spectacular scene.
A towering stone Buddha statue that seems to grow out of the mountains, with its upper body shaped in a blue sky, overlooking the innumerable living beings below, with pity in its eyebrows.
On the stone Buddha, with the foot of the mountain below, countless crowds, like ants, climbed up and down, with the sound of ding ding dong dong excavation, there were constantly flying stone chips, flaking and splashing.
Yuantong noticed that among these people, there were differences between monks and craftsmen.
The craftsmen do their work without any extra movement, but the monks are different. After the work at hand, they bow to the stone Buddha respectfully and are extremely pious.
Yuantong noticed that the former black and thin man, after putting down the big rock of the house, bowed respectfully to the stone Buddha Mountain, and performed the great gift of prostrate oneself in admiration.
Beside him, there are many monks who behave in the same way.
Yuantong was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.
He traveled through this world, and most of the monks he met were enjoying the worship of the believers, and they were raised in vain and fat.
However, these ascetic monks subverted the idea of tact.
“There are really believers in this world!”
Yantong smiled, put down the purpose of this trip, and participated in the work.
After a few days, Yuantong also became black and thin, and the boy with red lips and white teeth was nowhere to be seen.
However, his heart became firm.
He wandered among the crowd and heard many stories, including Peng Mason, who died a few years ago, and Hou Liuge, who died in order to save his companions.
This stone Buddha Mountain has become the belief of a group of people.
The preciousness of this belief is that it has surpassed Shimen and become the life belief of many craftsmen.
For example, stone mason Peng and the others do not believe in Shimen, but they devote themselves to the excavation of Buddha Mountain. The beliefs that play a role are not simple.
“so that’s how it is!”
On this day, Yuantong walked down the Buddha Mountain and came to an old man monk.
The monk’s hair is gray and white. Because he has not taken care of it for a long time, his beard is as fluffy as grass.
On the verge of collapse at first glance, but upon closer inspection, the monk’s eyes are dazzling and inexplicable, like a light and candle that shatters the darkness, making people extremely dependent.
“senior!”
Yantong folded his hands together and saluted respectfully.
The old monk responded to Shimen etiquette, “Master!”
“I already know your intention, but this poor monk can’t answer you!”
Yuantong Startled for a moment, he asked with a smile, “Senior is really extraordinary, you don’t need to ask any questions, you already understand the purpose of this poor monk.” It is a matter of immeasurable merit.”
“But later, I have doubts, what is the stone Buddha, and what is the merit?”
“When the mind is confused, what is it? I can’t do it!”
“Later, I gradually calmed down and stopped thinking about it!”
Yuantong suddenly realized, “I understand, senior digs a stone mountain, this is cultivation .”
“The cultivation base has no purpose, just to verify my heart.”
“However, senior and fellow Shimen, the day after day cultivation, is there no end to it? ?”
The old monk shook his head, “Cultivation is cultivation, and it is effective without distraction, why bother!” Carry the earth and stone and continue to transport it to the distant place.
Yuantong stood there, immersed in the work on site.
In the stone Buddha Mountain, everyone has their own destiny. The cultivators seek the way of the heart, and the craftsmen want to dig a great Buddha that is unparalleled in the world.
“Sure enough, the opportunity for my enlightenment lies in this stone Buddha Mountain!”
Yuantong sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Gradually, dew accumulated on his body, and countless dust accumulated on his body. After half a month, his whole body was covered with lime, but motionless, like a statue carved out of rock.
At first, some people raised doubts, but over time, everyone has become accustomed to it.
After all, there are many monks in the Buddha Mountain, and there are often people who come to a realization during their work, stop suddenly, and meditate on the spot.
Even the monks from Shimen didn’t give Yuantong a second look.
Time flies, I don’t know how long.
On this day, the weather was normal, the sunshine was normal, and falling rocks fell from the mountain, killing three craftsmen.
The monks who worked were divided into three or four people, who performed a ritual on the spot, cremated the corpses, and asked fellow villagers to take them back to their hometowns to continue working.
“pa ta!”
A small crack sounded.
At first it went unnoticed, but then changes like earth shattering.
The place where Yuantong meditated, suddenly the gravel splashed, and one silhouette walked out.
“Look…”
A craftsman was horrified to find that Yuantong had grown a bit taller before he took a step.
And his footsteps, moved towards Shi Buddha Mountain, were firm and undisturbed.
“Stop!”
A monk saw this and stopped in front of Yuantong, “Are you going to destroy the stone Buddha?”
At this moment, Yuantong is already There were ten people tall, looking down at the monk blocking the road in front of him, saying with a smile, “You guessed it right!”
There was an uproar on the spot.
Everyone in this place, regardless of monks or laymen, regards the digging of stone Buddhas as a lifelong belief, and will never allow anyone to destroy them, not even the slightest damage.
“Master, are you crazy?”
“Stop!”
(End of this chapter)