The monkey that will cross in the journey to the west

Chapter 46 Lost in the world to find the true way
Zhu Yan carefully connected the peach branches and spiritual roots, sent them to the water dirty cave for cultivation, took care of them every day, and cared about them all the time.

The days in the mountains are quite slow, the sun and the moon flow silently, in the dirty water cave, hundreds of beautiful scrolls float in the air, and those women live in their respective palaces in the cave.

Zhu Yan sat in the hall, frowning. He recited Taoist scriptures every day and took care of the peach trees.Sitting in the mountains for a hundred years, pure and calm.

The Taoist injury that had been possessed by demons has healed, and all the delusions and hypocrisy in his heart have been found out, but he can't find his true heart.

"What is my heart?" Zhu Yan asked himself more than once.

Zhu Yan stood under the peach tree. After 30 years, the peach tree was as tall as a person. At this time, three tender peach blossoms bloomed on the peach tree.

This peach tree has also experienced catastrophe. Now it has been 30 years and finally bloomed.

But when will Zhu Yan's Dao heart be opened?

Zhu Yan has also worked hard in these years. He once returned to Huaguo Mountain, whizzed through the forest with the Monkey King, trained demon soldiers, and once sat on the top of Kanyuan Mountain to watch the water of the Tianhe River, but nothing came of it.

"What is Tao? What is my original heart?" Zhu Yan left Kanyuan Mountain with doubts, and went out for a trip.

Zhu Yan walked on the clouds and visited the famous mountains of Dongsheng Shenzhou.He walked through many mountains, there were immortals who were kind and kind, and he told Zhu Yan that there were monks who were ruthless and rejected them, and even those who met with swordsmen.

After leaving Dongsheng Shenzhou, Zhu Yan went to Nanfang Buzhou.The famous mountains and rivers here are still the same.

He heard a lot of Taoism and saw a lot of immortals, but no one could solve his confusion.

The immortal said: "Only when the Dao heart is enlightened can one cultivate immortals. I have never seen anyone who walks the golden elixir road without the Dao heart. It is strange! Weird!"

Traveling to dozens of fairy mountains, hearing the sounds of hundreds of families, they all said that Zhu Yan is like an old tree marrying a new branch, and a stubborn stone blossoms.

Zhu Yan thought to himself, how did he spread the Tao?

In this life, he is a stubborn monkey with the memories of his previous life. He has a relationship with Taoism because he traveled through Laoshan Mountain. He learned the Taoism by following the appearance of a stone monkey.When did he enlighten his Taoist heart and have the true ambition to be in harmony with the Tao.

A person who escapes because of failure in life, even if he has the opportunity, how can he be successful if he has no heart?
Zhu Yan put away the magic weapon in his Taoist robe and walked the world like a mortal.

It was the Zhou Dynasty in the world at this time, and in today's world, the royal family is in decline and the feudal lords are in dispute.

Years of wars in this world have caused the suffering of the common people, and the suffering of the slaves is unspeakable.

Zhu Yan rescued him at the beginning, but he saw misery everywhere, wars everywhere, and the whole world was like a purgatory. The slaves had nothing to eat, but they had to do the heaviest work.

people!
Why don't the princes eat people?

Tigers hunt prey and eat their meat to fill their stomachs, this is their livelihood.

The feudal lords hunting slaves is just a joke, and it is even more brutal than fierce tigers and beasts.

Zhu Yan's heart gradually became numb. Hearing the extreme cold, he didn't dare to praise him.But seeing the suffering of the world, he dare not speak virtue.Advance in whining, not daring to speak.

Zhu Yan kept his feet on the ground, measured the suffering in the world, and finally reached the royal family of Zhou.

Outside the collection, Zhu Yan bowed deeply, and said: "Mr. Excuse me, my disciple Zhu Yan was born in the mountains, and he is really very human. My heart is full of dust, so I come here to ask you to clarify my doubts!"

Zhu Yan fell to the ground and waited respectfully. After a while, an old man came out.

He sized Zhu Yan up and said, "Everyone is confused, how can others solve it."

"The disciple is dull, Su Hui is haunted, he can't speak, he doesn't know the way to go, and it's hard to solve the doubts in his heart. But please guide me." Zhu Yanli was very respectful, and refused to look up.

The old man shook his head and said: "I am old and stupid, not smart, so I dare not give advice.

Now there is a lack of strong men in this collection, if you want, you can stay and work.

The bamboo slips in this collection are all the wisdom of the predecessors and can be read by you. "

"The disciple is willing to do the work of a dog and a horse for the master!" Zhu Yan bowed respectfully.

The old man walked into the collection room, Zhu Yan followed behind.

Zhu Yan's life became peaceful. He moved the bamboo slips every day and opened them to dry to prevent moths from being eaten. He was also afraid of being deformed by moisture, and even more so, he had to guard against the bites of rats.

Most of these bamboo slips record the records of the royal court of the Zhou Dynasty.There are also many things about witchcraft and sacrifices.

Zhu Yan read quietly and listened to the old man's instructions.Time is like flowing water, and the collection room is quiet, as if isolated from the wind and rain in the world.

"I have a question, sir, can you explain it to me?" On this day, Zhu Yan suddenly asked the old man after reading a scroll of bamboo slips.

"speak!"

"Sir, your wisdom is like a vast ocean, and you can rule the world with one word. Why don't you share with the world and relieve the suffering of all people?" Zhu Yan asked respectfully.

The old man closed the bamboo slip in his hand and said, "How do you see the world?"

"It's hard!" Zhu Yan said: "Slaves are like animals, and the people have no means of living!"

"If it's what you want, how would you see the world?" the old man asked again.

"There are three meals to eat, and colorful clothes to wear. All people are not slaves!" Zhu Yan said without thinking.

"As you think, can people be satisfied?" the old man asked.

"Think of food and clothing." Zhu Yan said helplessly.

Human desires are unlimited, no matter how rich they are, they will never be satisfied.

The old man nodded and said, "Is it possible in this world?"

"No!" Zhu Yan lowered his head.

"Heaven and earth are self-propelled by no one, the sun and the moon are self-illuminated by no one, the stars are self-ordered by no one, and the beasts are self-generated by no man. This is what nature does. Why bother people?
The reason why people are born, why there is nothing, why they are honored, and why they are disgraced, all have natural principles and natural ways.”

"Every change in the world has its own rules. It cannot be changed by one person, nor can it be changed in a short time. Only when the rolling stone is falling, you can help it with a palm."

Zhu Yan pondered, solved one blindness, and understood the old man's mind.

Zhu Yan lived in the collection, and after an unknown period of time passed, the old man suddenly said: "The old man wants to go, so go yourself!"

Zhu Yan felt turbulent, and said: "Mr. is going out, and my disciple is willing to lead the horse and hold the stool, and serve the left and right."

The old man nodded and said: "You, be careful, and lead the way for me!"

After leaving the royal family, there was already a green bull outside the city, waiting.

Zhu Yan moved the stone as a bench, and helped the old man sit on the back of the ox. He led the rein and walked west along the ancient road.

All the way, eating and sleeping in the open, Zhu Yan was always serving as a waiter, and he often said that he had doubts in his heart. The old man answered everything, and Zhu Yan gained a lot.

From the Zhou royal family, all the way into Qin, west to Hangu Pass, Guan Yin was waiting for him.

Zhu Yan followed the old man and Guan Yin to the Zhongnan Building to watch the grass and live there.

The old man preaches every day, and then writes a book, the Tao Te Ching is published, the auspicious clouds are mighty, and the spiritual birds present flowers.An unknown dao rhyme enveloped Zhu Yan.

The bamboo slips emitted immeasurable light, the flowers bloomed at the feet, and the dead trees in the mountains were in spring.The wounded bird recovers and the beasts bow their heads.

"The books of the predecessors are nothing but their dross. The Tao has no shape or form, cannot be passed on, and cannot be said. These five thousand texts are my words, not my way." After the book was completed, the old man denied the bamboo slips. .

The bamboo slips floating in the air faded away and turned into ordinary Taoist scriptures.

"No matter how far the road is, there will be an end. Don't worry about the past and the future." The old man rode on the green bull, and the green bull climbed up the clouds and went straight to the sky.

Zhu Yan sat cross-legged, feeling in his heart. After a long time, Zhu Yan woke up, bowed to the sky, and bid farewell to Guan Yin.

Zhu Yan walks the world again, he does whatever he wants, and he helps when he sees people in distress.After traveling for an unknown number of years, Zhu Yanku sat by the river.

Suddenly, a hundred years passed, and Zhu Yan by the river suddenly stood up.

"The suffering of the world is that the future is not clear, the poor way is clear and easy, and the way is based on clear words, writing books and explaining it, and explaining it to the world." Zhu Yan took out the jasper hairpin and turned it into a carving knife, and the seven-color lotus into bamboo slips. Book by the river.

His pen is a dragon and a snake, combining the past life and the present life, writing about the changes of yin and yang in laws and regulations, and discussing the academics of governing the world and treating people.Demonstrate the root of self-cultivation and self-cultivation.

When the book was completed, the sky thunder came to the world, and the way of heaven tested the way in this book.

Zhu Yan's face was indifferent, and his hands were behind his back.Let the thunder bombard the letter.

(End of this chapter)