The so-called experience is a process of seeking.
In the past, the little ant was as simple as a piece of white paper. In order to find the meaning of existence, he was ignorant and fearless, fearing nothing.
After going through many ups and downs, the little ant has learned how to think and understand that if he wants to practice Buddhism, he first needs to "become a master".
If you want to "become a master", you must first find a master who is willing to teach and teach for you.
So the little ant started looking for a teacher.
But it has never thought that any master in this world would accept an ant as his disciple
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Looking for a teacher.
Living in the open air, under the stars and the moon, in the vast and desolate ancient times, a little ant moved forward persistently and never retreated.
On this day, the little ant struggled to crawl across a rocky field filled with wind and snow, and was almost swept away by the wind and snow several times.
Finally, when it lay down under the stems and leaves of a purple hyacinth to take shelter from the wind, it could no longer bear the drowsiness and fell asleep.
The little ant had a dream.
In the dream, it heard a voice that kept calling it - "How can you fall before you reach the distance? Get up quickly! You can't sleep anymore, otherwise you will never become as brilliant as a shooting star..."
meteor
In the blur of consciousness, the little ant suddenly woke up from its drowsiness with strength that it didn't know where it came from. It glanced around blankly, took a deep breath, and once again took tired and tired steps, crawling forward little by little.
Behind the back, a purple hyacinth swayed in the wind and snow. It quietly watched the little ants leave step by step, and murmured like a blessing: "Humble one, keep moving forward, even if you die, you must die. In the pursuit, this is already a miracle.”
Taihua Mountain.
The mountain is 90,000 feet high, majestic and majestic.
On the top of Taihua Mountain, there is a green peach tree standing. It swallows the essence of the sun and the moon all the year round, and eats the energy of the clouds. It survives the four great catastrophes of wind, fire, thunder and water, and finally becomes enlightened and becomes a fairy. , titled "Qingxiaozi".
Qingxiaozi succeeded in attaining Taoism. He imitated all the sages and sages in the heavens, opened up a Taoist altar with his own efforts, and taught scriptures to all living beings within a radius of thousands of miles of Mount Taihua.
After thousands of years of hard work, the name of Qingxiaozi has spread around Mount Taihua and is respected as a guru by many living beings.
On this day, the sunset is steaming and the sea of clouds is magnificent.
Qingxiaozi was dressed in a green robe and sat above the Taoist altar. He glanced at the living beings who were sitting respectfully cross-legged around the Taoist altar and immediately began to teach Taoism.
"The so-called Tao can be obtained by all living beings. However, if the Tao is lacking, people without Tao roots, wisdom, and spirituality will not be able to comprehend the wonderful truth of Tao."
Qingxiaozi's voice resounded throughout the Taoist temple, "It's like a summer insect. It's born in the scorching heat and dies in the scorching heat. It doesn't know what ice and snow are in this life. It's said that summer insects can't talk about ice. The same is true for this practice of enlightenment. It has no roots. , wise and spiritual people are just like these summer insects."
Hearing this, many creatures were thoughtful. Only a little ant shook its tentacles and expressed confusion about this.
What kind of person Qing Xiaozi is, let alone an insignificant ant, he can see clearly at a glance.
He smiled, stretched out his hand, pinched the little ant between his fingers, and said to all the living beings: "You see, this ant is the most humble and insignificant person in the world. Now he comes to listen to me preach and teach. Although he has this intention It is worthy of praise, but it is a pity that it has no roots in the Dao and no wisdom. Even its spirituality is extremely slow and mediocre. It is just like the summer insect, destined to have no chance of the Dao in this life."
As he spoke, he flicked his fingertips, and the little ant immediately flew out, being thrown far away among the clouds, and was swept away by a strong wind.
At this moment, the little ant felt indescribable anger, confusion and disappointment.
It originally thought that Qing Xiaozi on Taihua Mountain was a master of enlightenment, so he spared no effort and traveled many days and nights before finally reaching the top of Taihua Mountain.
Who would have thought that it did not find a mentor, but was mercilessly humiliated by Qingxiaozi in front of all living beings, and without even giving it a chance to refute, he flew it out of the dojo with a flick of a finger and expelled it This is too Huashan!
Perhaps Qing Xiaozi didn't think there was anything wrong with hurting an ant, or maybe he never cared about an ant from beginning to end.
But his behavior and words are undoubtedly a ruthless trampling and blow to the little ant!
The mountain wind howled and whined.
A burst of laughter could be vaguely heard coming from the Taoist altar in the distance.
Are they... all laughing at themselves for not overestimating their abilities
The little ant was shivering all over, feeling extremely lonely and angry from the inside out.
It gritted its teeth and said to itself: "One day, I must tell those guys who have ignored and humiliated me who are the poor Summer Worms!"
After leaving Taihua Mountain, the little ant moved forward again.
From the moment it left the ant nest, it suffered a lot of doubts and ridicules along the way. Although Qing Xiaozi's words and actions were hateful, they would not discourage the little ant. It wanted to become more brilliant than a shooting star. How could a being be defeated by this little injury
"How dare you, a little ant, try to seek the path of spiritual practice? If I hadn't missed the difficulty of your journey, I would have wiped you out in the blink of an eye and left as quickly as possible. Don't blaspheme my Taoism!"
"You go ahead. Although all living beings are spiritual, your qualifications are too mediocre and dull, and you are not suitable for practicing Taoism."
"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous for a little ant to imitate others and ask questions."
"Hmph! If I accept you as my disciple, it will only make my colleagues in the world laugh at me. You should leave quickly. This path has no destiny for you."
What Little Ant never expected was that in the years after leaving Taihua Mountain, he would seek apprenticeship again and again, but each time he would be ruthlessly rejected, and suffer countless rolls of eyes and sneers, not to mention disappointment and pain. How many times.
One blow may not be enough to make the little ant despair, but when it happens too many times, even the little ant himself begins to doubt himself.
Could it be that... I really can't practice on my own
What exactly is this for
These doubts are like sharp blades, mercilessly stinging and torturing the little ant, making it almost full of desires.
The world is so vast, is there no way to find the way
The confused, helpless, disappointed and painful little ants seemed to have lost their souls and walked around the vast world in a daze.
There is no comfort, no encouragement, and no one will pay attention to the pain and confusion in an ant's heart.
This is the situation of a humble person, just an ant. Who would pay attention to its happiness, anger, and happiness
Until later, the little ant even began to give up on itself. It could not find its goal and could not see the moment when it became a brilliant shooting star. It suddenly wanted to die like this, at least it would no longer have to bear the pain and unwillingness in its heart.
th.
At that time, the little ant, who was on the verge of collapse, met a person.
That day, there was heavy rain and thunderclouds.
The little ant was soaked by the cold rainstorm and drifted uncontrollably on the ground. The exhaustion and pain all over his body seemed to explode at that moment, and the little ant smelled the smell of death for the first time.
It even clearly knew that it was destined to die this time, but it was no longer willing to struggle. There was deathly silence in its heart, waiting quietly.
At that moment, a cold and endlessly scornful voice sounded in the thunderstorm: "What bullshit saints and sages, even if you transcend the five elements and have supreme means to reach the sky, as long as you ignore the nature and spirit of all living beings and trample on If the fairness of order confuses right and wrong, and does not distinguish between good and evil, you will have to endure the judgment of reincarnation!"
That voice was so decisive and sonorous, like the dragon's roar from the Nine Heavens, stirring the heaven and earth.
The little ant's originally dead heart felt an inexplicable tremor. It couldn't help but open its eyes and saw a shocking scene that would be unforgettable in its entire life -
An incomparably majestic figure stood in the void, as if supporting the backbone of the sky, with an indescribable stern attitude, as if as long as he was willing, neither heaven nor earth could stop his footsteps, and the avenues could only bow their heads!
Opposite this majestic figure are all the gods in the sky!
The golden light is like rain, the sound of Taoism is roaring, and the gods in the sky seem to have stepped out of legends one by one, unlike those in the world. Each one is so majestic and so terrifying.
Comparing with them, Little Ant suddenly discovered that the many master practitioners he had seen before were so miserable and bleak.
Characters like Qing Xiaozi can't even stand in this situation!
In the days that followed, Little Ant finally learned that the stalwart man who appeared that day turned out to be the third Netherworld Emperor who wielded the power of reincarnation.
The gods who appeared that day were the culprits who suppressed the third person, Netherworld Emperor!
When that shocking showdown broke out, the little ant could no longer see anything or hear any sound. The extremely terrifying power came, making it once doubt that it would die in this shocking showdown. within the impact.
But it wasn't until the end of this shocking showdown that lasted for seven days and seven nights that the little ant discovered that he was not dead.
"I didn't expect that an ant would see me off before I died. Little guy, live well. If there is an opportunity for reincarnation in the future, I will have a drink with you and get drunk."
A free and easy voice sounded in his heart, and the little ant was stunned. He raised his head and looked around, but he only saw a bloody world like a ruin.
Although these words were not strong wine, they were stronger than strong wine. It made the little ant's blood burn, and there was an indescribable feeling of excitement in his heart.
For the first time in his life, the little ant was invited to have a drink with a legendary figure! Even though this invitation may be difficult to realize in the future, but... the little ant remembered it and will never forget it for the rest of his life.
Live well!
Not only should you live well, but you should also live a life brighter than a shooting star!
The little ant stood still in the ruins of the world, looking at the blood staining the void, feeling more determined than ever before.
However, passion can never solve reality.
The little ant, who returned to reality, once again embarked on a vague and uncertain road ahead, walking alone amidst the ups and downs.
Cold eyes, ridicule, blows, humiliation, trampling... For a small and humble little ant, the road of pursuit is always full of bumps and twists and turns.
But it will no longer be beaten down, its heart has become more determined and strong than ever before.
The stars change, day and night alternate.
I don’t know how long it took, but the little ant suddenly found that his body had become older. Every step he took was no longer as light and firm as before, but became staggering and heavy.
old
There is an indescribable complexity in the heart of the little ant. It has not been defeated by itself, but seems to be defeated by time...
It didn't feel too sad, kept silent, and continued to move forward.
Even if you get old, even if your life force gradually fades away, you must die on the road of seeking!
As for whether it can become brighter than a shooting star, the little ant has already seen it very calmly. The road is right there. He has been searching for it and never retreated. This is enough.
In the evening of this day, the extremely old little ant finally couldn't hold on any longer. He stopped and lay down in front of a small green tree to rest.
It looked at the road in the distance, with no confusion or loss, no regrets or helplessness, only peace.
When it was young, it knew nothing and was like a piece of blank paper. It left the ant nest fearlessly, unwilling to live a mediocre life or die suddenly and quietly.
Then, it has been on the road, overcoming thorns and thorns, going through wind and rain, getting used to the changing winds and clouds, seeing the vagaries of the world, and experiencing countless cold looks and ridicules.
It advances silently amidst blow after blow. Although it is lonely, it is not hesitant.
It knows what it wants, and it is pleased with everything it sees along the way, which is something that other ants cannot understand at all.
For example, practice.
Even though the little ant has never practiced spiritual practice, it knows that it exists and has been searching for it tirelessly!
"I have heard the Tao in the morning and will die in the evening. Now I have seen the changes in the world and the impermanence of heaven and earth. Although I have been stingy for a while on the road of spiritual practice, I have no regrets."
The little ant murmured softly, and even his voice became older, with a flavor that can only be accumulated through hardships.
After reading all the worldly affairs, my heart is still intact, and I will live up to the great road and live up to myself!
"Little Ant, are you searching for the avenue like me?"
Suddenly, a small green tree on one side made a sound, exuding a sense of joy, as if he had found a like-minded person.
"Um."
The little ant looked at the green tree beside him and listened to the yearning and desire for spiritual practice revealed in its voice. In a daze, the little ant seemed to see himself in the past and couldn't help but said, "Yes, it's just that I will be old soon." Go, it’s no longer difficult to move forward, Xiaoshu, you have to work hard, time is ruthless, don’t be like me, defeated by time.”
The green tree asked curiously: "Little Ant, you seem to have experienced a lot of things. Can you tell me about it?"
The little ant smiled and said, "Of course."
Therefore, the little ant, with a kind of recalling mood, recounted all his experiences since leaving the ant nest.
There was no embarrassment, but the green tree felt its mind swaying and couldn't help itself for a long time. How could it have imagined that an ant's path to seeking the truth would be so bumpy and rugged
It wasn't until the setting sun shone and the earth was dyed a fiery orange-red that the little ant finished telling his story.
The green tree was silent for a long time, and then said: "Little ant, even countless hardships can't defeat you, I believe you can defeat time."
After a pause, it continued: "What's more, although you suffered a lot along the way, you also saw a lot of scenery, which is the sky and the earth that other ants can't see."
Little Ant smiled proudly and said: "This is natural. I have never regretted running away from home, and I have never hated the pain and suffering I experienced along the way."
The green tree suddenly asked: "Little ant, do you have a name?"
The little ant was stunned for a long time before shaking his head: "No."
The green tree stretched out a green branch and gently stroked the little ant and said: "Walkers have no boundaries. You move forward without taking a step back. Why don't you call yourself a traveler?"
Traveler
The little ant seemed to be touched, and after a long while he nodded and said: "That's fine, I like this name. By the way, do you have a name?"
The green tree said: "Call me Cangwu."
Cangwu
The little ant smiled and said: "What a name!"
The green trees also smiled.
The little ant didn't notice at all. Under the caress of the green branches and leaves of the Cangwu tree, wisps of clear and translucent light quietly poured into its body, making its originally old and almost exhausted body The body glowed with vitality.
"Walker, since you can't find a way, why don't you take the initiative to open a way yourself?"
asked the green tree.
"Opening a avenue? This is not easy. I don't even know how to practice."
The little ant shook his head.
The green tree said: "I don't understand either, but I know where my path is. Maybe you can learn from me."
The little ant said with emotion: "Have you seen your own path?"
The green tree said: "Yes, my path is hidden in my body. You see, my stems, branches and leaves are all imprinted with traces of the great path of the heavens. When I understand and control them all, I can truly His immortality lasts forever.”
The little ant was shocked. He looked carefully at the branches and leaves of the green tree and found many mysterious textures.
Those textures may seem ordinary, but upon closer inspection, they are filled with an indescribable charm and mystery.
In a daze, the little ant seemed to see traces of "Tao", sensed the Zen charm of Tao, and was obsessed with it.
It forgets the sky, the earth, itself, and even the passage of time. It does not know hunger, cold, or hardship.
Cold comes and summer comes, spring passes and autumn comes.
Hundreds of years have passed in a hurry, and the little ant is like a sculpture, motionless, and its whole body is covered with a thick layer of dust.
The little ant didn't realize that hundreds of years had passed and he hadn't died yet.
It also didn't realize that the small green trees around it had grown up, becoming tall and green, with branches and leaves as clear as dark green emeralds, and filled with mysterious Taoist charm.
boom!
On this day, a violent vibration suddenly sounded, completely waking up the little ant.
(End of chapter)