Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 819: The beacon

Shangshan is majestic. If the screen, isolate the situation! And, block hot and cold winged wisdom. On both sides of Wangliao, one is the cold plateau Gobi, and the other is the Tianfu surrounded by mountains.

It's just a mountain apart, it's a double sky. Quite different.

Whether it is the country of Tianfu surrounded by mountains, or the plateau people in the icy frost, when you look up every day, you can see that the mountains are rolling and blocking the screen, but you can’t see it. You still have it on the unreachable mountain. A rugged mountain road, climbing on the mountain, difficult to communicate between the two places.

The mountain road is a commercial road from ancient times. I don’t know how many lives there were for generations. It was only on this mountain cliff that devoured human life that it was born.

Businessmen on both sides of the mountain. It is through this mountain road. Whether there is communication or not, according to the trade name, it is often called the ancient tea-horse road.

It's just a name. The word "tea horse" is appropriate, and the word "dao" is pure gold on the face.

Leading the pack horse, carrying the goods, walking on this mountain road. The cliff on one side can be seen, the abyss. The gurgling sound of a stream came from the other side; on the other side, it was a mountain cliff, standing tall, with a sore neck, and a sore neck, but it was hard to see the top, but when you saw the like a mountain, it was covered with snow and reflected sunlight. Straight to pierce the blind man's eyes.

The environment is so dangerous, and the road is even worse.

The ancient Tea Horse Road, winding and winding, going up the mountain. It is not difficult to know without looking closely at the feet. This path is clearly made up of a bluestone staircase and a tramp of horseshoes; half is humane and half is beast.

If you walk after rain, the rainbow is beautiful. The mountain road is more slippery, one is inattentive, and even leads the horse. Slipped off the cliff for a long time, the screams were not dissipated, and it was extremely infiltrating.

At this time, after the new rain in Kongshan, the weather is coming late. A man, alone, with no horse-carrying goods, walked up the stairs and walked along the ancient Tea Horse Road.

The man has no crown. A black head and white temples, all scattered on the shoulders. In this fresh air, as the breeze rises, it is also comfortable.

The clothes on his body, but the coarse t-shirts, without glamour, and accessories, can be worn by anyone, and they are thin, and they feel cold in the wind.

Phi and Tsing Yi are justified. It is not uncommon to look at it again and it will surprise you.

The man didn’t wear shoes and socks, he didn’t even have a pair of straw sandals, so he bare feet and measured the world.

Step by step, no hurry, there is a big breeze here. Almost on the ancient tea-horse road that blows people off the cliff, this person walks steadily, and even gives a sense of solemnity, as if the realm he traveled is not the hardship of the white waters of Montenegro, but the magnificent royal The palace is average.

I just walked like this. I don’t know how long it took. The trail in front was suddenly wide and wide, and my eyes were suddenly bright.

This is a turning point, spaciously, connecting the two ancient roads before and after, and then down, it is a good stone path, and the cliff is so far, except for the gangster beast, there are no other dangers.

For many years, every foot merchant has definitely let out a long breath, and the whole person relaxes.

When you get here, it means that the road has gone 90%. No, if you stand on the side of the bluestone, you can even see a prosperous commercial city in the country.

The ancient Tea Horse Road, which was very difficult, was tense all the way. Seeing this scene, it is almost back to the world

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I don’t know which generation is sour, so here is special. On the side of the mountain wall, the "lighting lamp stand." The three large characters, as the name suggests, the meaning is "a thousand-year dark room, one light is bright".

In truth, that word is not that hard and stupid. Ordinary teachings can be dismissed, and they are ashamed to teach such students.

This is Zhuoli, if you succeed in reading. Wouldn't he embark on this ancient tea-horse road that hangs his head around the horse's neck? If you don't go this way, how can you understand the feeling of being a freshman when you get here?

Businessmen don’t understand allusions, but only know that when they come here, they can see the light and they feel the light. Therefore, they often use the name, "light stand. Three characters. It can be said that it is well-known among businessmen.

"The beacon?!"

"It's a good name!"

The man with bare feet in denim clothes was obviously not a trader, and he glanced at Shibi with great interest and praised him.

It was also while watching the stone wall that his head was raised and the wind blew, revealing a weather-beaten face, so clear.

"Zhang Fan!"

If you are a familiar person, you will not believe your eyes, the crown of the former Chinese costume. The mighty Donghua real person would be so on the road.

There was little silence, Zhang Fan suddenly turned around, stepped on the bluestone, one leg upright, one leg crossed, sitting on the stone, as if tired, resting his chin on the knee.

He is really tired.

Walking the world, abandoning everything, looking at it with instinct and instinct.

Along the way

I saw a wildfire spread. All the beasts fled desperately, lest they take a step slower, they would suffer fire;

Under the seabed, I saw magma burrowing, boiling the sea, and billions of living creatures floating up, all eyes are white;

Hundreds of thousands of people have seen the town fire. Accumulated over several generations, and destroyed overnight, there will be no tiles covering the rain. No food left over. Above the scorched earth, the bones of the indistinguishable relatives;

I have seen that there is no rain for many years, the red land is thousands of miles, the rivers are depleted, the ground is cracked, the people live and eat, and the grass root bark is also

There are many more. Many,

There is a marsh fire on the swamp, and there is a blaze fire in the mass grave. The crater has earth fire, even the human body, but also

Fire.

Infinite, flames, in various ways. The sadness of countless creatures is sacrificed, revealing the ruined power.

"The destruction of fire!"

A faint sigh echoed on the beacon. It was erratic, no matter who came out. It seemed to be a mountain breeze, coming from a distant place.

The meaning of the destruction of fire Tong'er burned his finger to the fire for the first time, it was clear, he understood, fear, Zhizhi!

But don't go through these places. Seeing the destruction with his own eyes, the soul struggles and misfortunes in its abundance. I do not know how terrible the destruction of fire is.

This is how I feel on paper, and I know that I have to do it.

The destruction of fire is like this. If it is replaced with ordinary cultivator, it is enough at this step. divine ability Taoism, is it not for destruction?

But Zhang Fan knows that his way is not here. In other words, it doesn't stop here.

When he was in Qi Refining Stage, he understood that the fire of the sun. Different from ordinary flames. It can be said: "There is life and death in everything, which is the power of death. It is also the power of creation." These words come.

If he is talking about Dao, he can talk about it even more, and he can talk about it, and he can make people speechless and retreat in shame.

According to the hoop, understanding seems to be enough, clear and thorough.

But, did he realize it?

No!

Knowing, and enlightenment, are completely different, two concepts.

When I really took the road of Nascent Soul, I walked at will according to the big earth vein network, and felt the fire of the world. Only when he searched for his own way did he fully understand. What do you lack? What is the extra?

What is lacking is Mingwu! Extra knowledge!

In the past life, the Buddhists said that they had a lot of knowledge and knowledge, and they knew a lot. realm, know all the ways, even familiar with all the details, as if you know everything.

But these are not your own experiences.

At this time of enlightenment, the more you understand. The more you know. The harder it is to see clearly, you need a great opportunity and opportunity to forget knowledge. Change the enlightenment.

Looking back, the so-called understanding of the sun. My understanding of Golden Crow is my own understanding, but it's just another person's desire. It's ridiculous that I was complacent.

Such as mud-carved wood and plastic, Zhang Fan sits like this on bluestone, and once you sit, it will be three days.

Sunrise and sunset, moon rising and moon falling, all the things, the businessmen, never disturbed him a little bit of thinking, let him move to the least position.

Just as he seemed to sit down forever, a gentle voice rang in his ears:

"Young people, don't be discouraged, the road is still very long

So, the man put down the load on his shoulder. Take out Mazazi and sit down.

Looking at him, he clearly sees Zhang Fan as a small business man who has failed in some business and has entered and exited.

Since sitting here for the past few days, this is the first person to speak to him, so he gave him a second look.

At this point of view, I saw some fun.

This man is a middle-aged Qing Jun man. His face was full of books, and he seemed to be reading poetry and books. The things hanging on the pole were not heavy, but he made his back hurt. He could hardly stand up straight, showing that he was not a heavy laborer.

But what he is doing now is very different from his image, which also aroused the interest of Zhang Fan.

Put the pot, add the ingredients, light the fire, boil the water, put in a bag of mung beans, and mix in a few herbs"

Has been busy for a long time, covered the pot lid, middle-aged scholar let out a long breath, smiled kindly at Zhang Fan, took out the book, pen and ink from his arms, or turned it over, or recorded, and sometimes missed words in his mouth. From time to time, it is awe-inspiring.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan smiled and slowly looked back.

From the middle-aged scholar, he seemed to see some kind of purity and happiness, but it had nothing to do with himself. Soon, he fell into the contemplation of forgetting that kind of thing.

In spite of this, it is somewhat different from the previous days. His afterglow in the corners of his eyes subconsciously put this middle-aged scholar into his sight. There is no reason, but it is intuitive.

Half a day's time has passed

In the past half a day~IndoMTL.com~ There are three groups of troops passing by this beacon. Whenever the bell sounds, middle-aged scholars always pull their attention from the book, open the pot, rise up, Then directly greet the merchants who come to the foot to come to rest and taste.

It was difficult all the way. Reappear here every day, when the beacon leads the way. There is a bowl of hot and fragrant mung bean soup under the stomach.

This middle-aged scholar, it’s obviously not a day or two to do this. The merchants in the past also knew what they meant, and they didn’t need to say more, drink a bowl of mung bean soup. He told the last story, or anecdotes, or personal experience, or joy or sorrow, and was recorded by pen and paper by middle-aged scholars.

People are gone. The middle-aged scholar is holding the manuscript in a dazzling manner, chanting chantingly and cooking the next pot. Waiting for another call, I was happy.

All of looks at, Zhang Fan's eyes gradually light up, and there seems to be something in front of him. But it was not captured for a while.

ps: sixth (to be continued)

ch is off.