Chapter 867: Small Temple Cannot Accommodate
The city is bustling with traffic and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Living in the mortal world, Li Changxiao always felt a slight sense of detachment. He was obviously traveling with many people, and there were many pedestrians beside him. There is a sense of isolation from the world.
He came to the foot of Wanxian Peak Mountain. On this day in previous years, this place was the most lively, with monks gathering at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside. Li Changxiao clearly remembers that when the Reform Movement was just beginning, the monks were looking for other ways to immortality.
Some people study the wonders of the soul, while others study the nature of lifespan... they discuss, quarrel, and even fight with each other. That's not entirely true, but it's not entirely wrong either. There was a lot of chattering on the winding mountain road going up. It was really noisy.
Li Changxiao reached halfway up the mountain and walked down by himself. In fact, he missed some wonderful things. After three days and three nights of dialectical debate among many monks, fierce conflicts occurred. Monks have a long lifespan, and their powerful power will amplify human nature. After hundreds or thousands of years of coexistence in the same world, it is inevitable that there will be some friction, and because everyone has different opinions, person A's painstaking efforts to delay the results will often not even be considered bullshit in the eyes of person B. There were huge differences of opinion, so chaos broke out on Ten Thousand Immortals Peak.
As the situation progresses, everyone is settling old scores and making scandals.
All kinds of grievances and resentments, all kinds of emotions and love, the complexity of the relationship is really jaw-dropping. Seeing that if he did not intervene, the monks' reform would die in the cradle, Li Xundao, as the initiator of the conference, was the person who carried the whole world. Nature manages to solve it.
So he set up an arena and held a "vengeance meeting." He did not hesitate to spend his spiritual energy to set up a spirit-sealing formation on a ring that was ten feet long and ten feet wide and lasted for seven days and seven nights.
If there is a personal grudge, it will be settled in the ring. Li Xundao personally made a stipulation that the loser would take a detour in the future, but no life would be caused. Youdao is a son and daughter of the world, and a fist-to-fist fight can actually resolve most of the grudges.
However, the great hatred of life and death is extremely difficult to resolve. Although Li Xundao is the one who carries the cauldron in the world, it would be unreasonable to resolve the hatred of the world with the power of one person. This matter cannot be achieved by "cultivation". However, the "Convention to Conquer Revenge" did smooth out the situation, allowing the conference for change to continue.
After that, the Conference for Change gradually became a tradition. Anyone who has grudges can still resolve the grudges. He proclaimed himself a cultivator and went to the ring to fight in front of everyone's attention. Have a fight first, then have an honest conversation. Break things down and explain them clearly. If there is any misunderstanding, you should shake hands and make peace. If there is no misunderstanding, ask everyone present to comment on what is right and what is wrong, and be sure to have a clear mind.
So year after year...
Not far from the foot of Wanxian Peak, there is a "Huaqiu Platform". It is made of solid rock, and on the right hand side, there is a gurgling stream. Meaning: "The past is like water, and it flows away."
Li Changxiao walked seven or eight miles when he saw the stone of revenge. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and patted it. There was a crisp sound of "papa", it was very solid. He took a sip of water from the stream, drank it, and continued walking up the mountain.
Wanxian Peak is worthy of being one of the top ten fairy mountains. The trees along the roadside also look quite attractive. Even a boy herding cows who strays into this mountain will definitely know at a glance that this mountain is a place to find immortals and a place where immortals live forever. Li Changxiao saw an evergreen tree with green leaves and an upward twisting trunk. When the wind blew by, there was a "whistle" sound.
This evergreen tree is so beautiful that one cannot help but plant it in the yard. Decorate the yard with flowers and plants. Li Changxiao saw a line of small regular script on the tree trunk, which read: "Taoist Congyun, please change what I have done for 236 years."
Li Changxiao walked forward and found countless traces of monks on Ten Thousand Immortals Peak. Some monks dug a small lake, and some planted some flowers and plants. A Ten Thousand Immortal Peak actually gathers countless exotic flowers and plants from the Fuyao world and even the Kunlun world.
However, Wanxian Peak embraces all rivers. No matter where the flowers or trees are, they can find a small place to rest on the Ten Thousand Immortals Peak. The word "Wan" in Wanxian Peak probably means "all things in the world". People are like flowers and plants, no matter what kind of person they are, whether they are good or bad, evil or good, they can also exchange reforms on the Ten Thousand Immortals Peak.
The sea may not contain all the rivers. But this mountain can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Li Changxiao walked to the mountainside and saw a quiet ancient temple. There is an ordinary banyan tree outside the temple, with fallen leaves all over the ground. An old man with long eyebrows is sweeping the leaves with a broom.
The old man had a kind face. After calling Li Changxiao, he smiled and waved, brought him clean water, and invited him to rest in the temple. This old man is very old, but he has a kind face and kind eyes that make people feel close to him.
The old man said: "Do you want to go up?" Li Chang said with a smile: "I have never been there before. This is a rare opportunity, so I went to have a look." The old man said: "It doesn't matter if you sit here first."
The old man led Li Changxiao into the temple and saw that there was no Buddha in the temple, but there was incense in the temple. The old man moved two small stools. Li Changxiao was tall, but the stools were too small and not suitable for his body. But he still smiled and reluctantly sat down. The old man said nothing and took the broom to sweep the fallen leaves.
Listening to the pure and melodious sounds of birds jumping and chirping on the branches, the old man swept the fallen leaves over and over again, tirelessly, as if he would never be able to sweep them all away. Li Changxiao asked: "Old man, what kind of tree is this? Why do the leaves keep falling off? How long will it take to sweep like this?" The old man said: "If I don't sweep, it will accumulate more and more. You have a way No."
Li Chang smiled and said: "Build a shed with leaf protection." The old man said: "I am old and frail and cannot build it. Even if I build it, it will be damaged by wind and rain. Is there any other way?" Li Chang said with a smile. Changxiao thought about it for a moment: "Hire a few young monks over there and just scan them once in the morning and evening."
The old man said: "Little monks will also grow old. One day, won't they end up in the same situation? And my small temple has little incense, but I have no money to recruit young monks." The old man chuckled and said: "Donor, what are you doing? Let’s have some tea and talk to you again after I finish sweeping away the fallen leaves.”
Li Chang smiled and said: "What you said makes sense. All things in the world go back and forth, and it is difficult to end them all. Building a shed is a temporary solution, and inviting a young monk is also a temporary solution." The old man became interested: "Donor, please tell me. Li Chang smiled and said: "I have a few ways to solve it once and for all." The old man stroked his beard and smiled.
Li Changxiao said with a smile: "Just cut down the banyan tree." The old man said: "This is indeed feasible, but someone has already suggested it to me." Li Changxiao suddenly smiled and said: "I have another plan."
The old man asked: "Oh?" Li Chang smiled and said: "Everything has its end. The changes of things are often unexpected. My plan is to wait. When the mountains are flat, the seas are dry, and the rocks are broken, as long as the temple remains, , this problem will eventually be solved by itself, no need to take action.”
The old man was stunned for a moment and realized the joke in Li Chang's joke. He couldn't help but laugh twice and said jokingly: "Just go up. This small temple can't accommodate you."