“The mountain?”

Hearing the word mentioned by Guru Teng, I couldn’t help but stagger for two seconds, and some did not respond: “You are talking about the spiritual mountain in the Journey to the West?”

“No, not.”Master Teng waved his hand, and seemed to have also seen the Journey to the West, laughing and explaining: "The spiritual mountain that the monkey went to, only in the legend, I have never seen such a pure land in my life, and may only embark on that mountain after life is very happy... The spiritual mountain they are looking for by your grandfather is a real mountain, which is in the depths of Qiangtang!"

“Really?”I frowned and looked at Guru Teng with some doubt.

"It is not normal that you have not heard of it, because everything about the mountain exists only in the classics of Tibetan tahedrin, and it is also classified as a legend. I dare say that there are no more than a thousand people in the world who know this mountain, but if it is regarded as a myth, there are nine hundred and ninety people..." Master Teng Zhen laughed and said, "Only one of the remaining ten people found the mountain."

Hearing this, I did not think much, subconsciously asked Guru Teng.

The person who found the mountain must be you, right?

"That's right, it's me."Guru Teng nodded, "I can only find that mountain, which is a coincidence, because when I was practicing in Qiangtang, I never thought of looking for that holy mountain."

“Master Teng, what is that spiritual mountain?”Chen Qiuyan couldn’t help but be curious and asked, “There is no real Buddha in that mountain, but will there be a Buddha who does not practice meditation?”

"I don't know, but according to the legend..." said Gonzo Teng, looking up and thinking, showing a look of memory, and slowly telling us about the records of the occult texts on Lingshan.

According to those ancient books, in some deserted place in the Tibetan area, there is a path paved by Jinsha.

The road is only a few feet wide, and the gravel on the earth is made of pure gold...

One end of the road has no beginning, and the other end leads to the legendary Little Ling Mountain.

"What is in the mountains, this record is not clear, every ancient book is written differently for the things hidden in the mountain, there are words hidden in the ancient Buddha's corpse, find the corpse, you can get the ancient Buddha's sherial, early on the other side of the Buddha's country, there are also hidden practice doors, in short, strange and strange..."

Master Teng smiled, gently moved the rosary, and said to us.

“But these records have one thing in common.”Gon Tong Teng said, the expression gradually became serious, word by word said: "In the spiritual mountain, there is hidden power to make people become a Buddha, and your grandfather should have gone for this."

Hearing this, I gritted my teeth and couldn’t help but ask Guru Teng, didn’t you find that mountain?I should know about that mountain... what’s there?

"I just found the mountain, but I didn't go in."

The teacher frowned and said, as if a little helpless.

"At that time, I was practicing hard, and there was no thing to practice this door, it was on the path of understanding the bitter Zen, and when I happened to meet the mountain, I no longer had the strength to take another step forward..."

“No strength into the mountains?”I was surprised by this answer.

Seeing my face astounded, Master Teng smiled helplessly and asked me, “Do you know what is the cultivation of meditation?”

Then I reacted, and the suffering Zen he said in his mouth should be about the same as the suffering Zen I understand.

Suffering is a form of practice that tortures itself to suffer, and then obtains the method of epiphany, and it is no longer enough to describe it with a sword.

Stepping on the snowy mountains, walking in the fire, hungry, thirsty and not drinking... these are just the entry-level means of suffering Zen.

Hair pulling, burning, cutting meat, chopping bones, lying on the grave...

These are the wonderful doors of suffering!

From ancient times to the present, although there are not many monks practicing Zen, it is not a big flow, but it is definitely not a few, but in these monks, how many people have really practiced?

“How did you come up with Zen cultivation?”I couldn't help but ask, very surprised to look at the teacher Teng, only think that this old man is much more serious than I think, even the bitter Zen thing dares to use on their own...

"In my realm, I want to go further as difficult as ascending to heaven, in addition to doing good deeds and virtues, there should be other ways for me to progress, so I want to try Zen."

Guru Teng said, raising his finger to his two eyes.

"But I got nothing, but lost my eyes and legs, which is the result of trying to get to heaven."

As soon as the voice fell, the expression on the face of Master Teng became helpless, and said with a bitter smile: "I have not suffered in my life, because I am not greedy, so I have been smooth, but this time... I have planted in my own hands."

Hearing these words of Master Teng, I did not know what to say, and when I looked at him, I could not help but have some sympathy in my eyes.

This old man knew at a glance that he was not the kind of person who cheated and played, but he paid such a price just because of a greedy... Sometimes God is really very ruthless.

"When I found Lingshan, it was when I lost my eyes and legs..." Master Teng sighed, "I was on the verge of death at that time, not to mention stepping into Lingshan, it was difficult to move a finger, I was unconscious, and when I woke up again, I found that Lingshan had disappeared."

“The mountain is gone?”I looked at Guru Teng with a confused head: “How did I disappear?”

"Disappearing out of thin air, as if it had never appeared, and there were no traces left, and now I doubt whether the spiritual mountain I saw was real or an illusion..." Master Teng Zhen murmured, "But no matter what I think, I feel that it is real, that's all..."

At this point, Guru Teng did not know what he remembered, and his expression became frightened and trembled.

“Master, are you okay?”I asked carefully.

“No... you don’t know how majestic that mountain is... all the miles are occupied by the Buddha’s spirit in the mountains...there is a real Buddhaland!”

“I don’t know what’s in that mountain... but I know... it’s holy ground for those of us who practice Buddhism...”

Guru Teng said, the mood gradually calmed down, the smile on his face was extremely calm, it seemed to be thinking about something, the tone was full of a feeling of relief.

"But I don't think about it anymore."Gon Tong Teng smiled, "I once thought that since the Lingshan appeared there, there must be some clues nearby, and there must be some clues in the vicinity, and nine out of ten can find the way to Lingshan, but now I want to understand that there are some things that cannot be forced."

“I can’t ask...” I muttered, looking thoughtfully at Guru Teng.

"I am a Buddhist, not a brave samurai, and my own strength is secondary, the most important thing is to understand those Buddhist Zen principles."Gon Tong Teng said, hands folded a few words of Tibetan, should be chanting the Buddha number, the expression is also a lot calmer, smile said: "If I had thought about these things earlier, perhaps I will not suffer from this disaster, let alone lose these eyes."

As he spoke, the Guru Teng moved the rosary, and the tone gradually became a little guilty.

"A few years ago, when you did not enter the line, I met with your grandfather, when we had a good conversation, we also told him this thing, I did not expect him to remember..." Dr. Teng sighed: "I can not think of, he will travel thousands of miles from Sichuan to Tibet ... ... see me is just for this matter..."

I took a deep breath, let my emotions quickly calm down, looked at Master Teng, and I asked directly, "Master, did you tell my grandfather where their spiritual mountain is?"

The Guru nodded his head.

“Is there any danger around here?”I asked again.

“Not clear.”Guru Teng sighed, "I didn't encounter any danger when I started practicing in Qiangtang, but now I can't say."

I frowned, not laughing.

In fact, I understand the meaning of Gongo Tentz, according to common sense, there should be no danger in Qiangtang, but now it is different, the black mist creature he foresaw... is not the potential greatest danger?

“How long have you been in the pond?”I asked.

“A month, right?”The Guru Teng muttered, as if he could not remember the incident, and the tone of the answer was with an uncertain feeling.

“How long does it take to get from here to the mountain you say?”I asked again.

Guru Teng thought about it and said that if you take the car, it may be two or three days, but it is difficult to find that place.

“From this mountain of ours to the Qiangtang, all the way to the northwest, where the Lingshan is.”