From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 318: Riding a Cow out of Hanguan Pass, Enlightenment and Yangshen

As he left the temple in a hurry, Li Yang did not bring any heavy clothes. Fortunately, the yak's mane could keep little Zhuoma warm, so she was not frozen.

Li Yang chose to ride a bull because he considered that little Zhuoma's mortal body would not be able to withstand flying in such cold weather.

The yaks stepped on the ice and snow on the grassland, making a crunching sound.

The wind on the grasslands of the Western Desert was bitingly cold. It was already noon, but the scenery as far as the eye could see was still gray and black, and white.

The weeds buried under the snow are falling into mud, turning into soil and returning to the earth to breed new life.
As mentioned in the "Records of the Grand Historian": "Spring brings life, summer brings growth, autumn brings harvest, winter brings storage."

Two people and a cow gradually left the place where the herdsmen gathered and walked forward in the uninhabited grassland in the wind and snow. Under the snow bed, there was a shallow gray gravel ground. In the gray and desolate environment, the cow's hooves left long footprints in the snow.

The wild yaks walked, breathing in the hot steam, and occasionally opened their mouths to take a bite of the grass under the snow, making a "moo!" sound.

Little Zhuoma now obviously knows what she will face when she returns, and she is dejected.

The wild yak was moving forward, but suddenly it stopped. No matter how Li Yang urged it, it would not move forward, and it kept circling in place restlessly.

"Cauldron, wolves, lots of wolves!"

Little Zhuoma shouted loudly. She didn't know when many wild wolves gathered around her. Their pupils shone strangely under the sunlight and they were getting closer and closer. It was really a bit creepy.

Li Yang smiled and said, "Why, are you finally afraid now?"

"No, I'm not afraid!"

Little Zhuoma said stubbornly, then looked at a wolf that looked like the wolf king and asked in confusion: "Big Pot, they seem to be looking for me?"

Li Yang also noticed this. The wolves' eyes were always fixed on little Zhuoma.

Does this mean...that you consider yourself a bad guy who kidnaps little girls?
Seeing that the yaks were not doing well, Li Yang released his aura. As soon as the pressure from the True Lord of the World dissipated, the wolves immediately fled in panic as if they had sensed something extremely terrifying.

"Cauldron, they are so pitiful."

The wolves retreated, and little Zhuoma looked at them, her voice revealing her pity.

"why would you say so?"

"Look, in the winter in the Western Desert Steppe, it's so cold. There are people protecting the cattle and sheep and providing them with fodder. People can drink hot tea and eat dried meat, but they can't even get fodder. I don't know how many of them will starve to death in one winter..."

Little Zhuoma’s voice is simple and a little uncomfortable.

"So that's why you want to save the pregnant she-wolf?"

Little Zhuoma nodded.

The yak moved forward again, and Li Yang was suddenly stunned.
He recalled a miscellaneous poem he had read in Qiu Chi's "Letter to Chen Bozhi" during the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
"In late spring, sheep are happy and the grass is long
It's freezing cold, who feeds the wolves?
People pity sheep, wolves feel sad

"The mind of heaven is unpredictable, and the world is like frost"

Sheep eat grass, wolves eat sheep, the strong prey on the weak, this should be the way of nature.
However, due to human intervention and the establishment of pastures, the party that should have been the weaker party in the laws of nature became extremely warm and moist, while the strong wolves suffered from hunger and cold, and found it difficult to survive the cold winter on the grassland.

I have been pursuing the Way of Heaven, and have walked in the snowy mountains for three months, trying to get in touch with the Way of Heaven and Earth and break through the Yang God, but I have ignored the Way of Man.
However, humanity is also one of the great ways, standing parallel to the way of heaven, and influencing each other.

At this moment, Li Yang heard a "ding" sound in his mind, and an entry that had been stagnant on the panel for half a year finally moved.

"This is the way of Heaven and man, the most realistic and fundamental way in this world that affects the cultivation and reproduction of all things!" Li Yang was deeply impressed by the wisdom of the ancients. Slowly, the artistic conception of the unity of Heaven and man in Li Yang spread across the vast grassland like mercury leaking on the ground.

Thousands of birds and all-rounders.

With the rolling clouds and biting cold wind above the grassland, Li Yang gradually developed a sense of sympathy between heaven and earth, in which heaven, earth and humans tolerate and are independent of each other, and all things thrive.

When the gray sea of ​​clouds was penetrated by the sunlight and golden light sprinkled on the grassland like thousands of golden threads, Li Yang's heart suddenly moved. He felt that his whole heart of Taoism was now free of dust and light, and it was complete and flawless.

Little Zhuoma didn't understand what Li Yang was saying, because after he finished speaking, he fell silent.
Then a very comfortable breath came from Li Yang's body.

The yak carried the two people farther and farther away on the grassland. Little Zhuoma was very familiar with the smell of the wild yak, so she simply leaned on its furry belly and slowly fell asleep in the cold wind.

In the ice and snow, the two men and the cow gradually turned into a small dot.
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When Li Yang came to his senses, he could already catch a glimpse of a corner of Sera Monastery in the distance.

In the past, Laozi rode a cow out of Hangu Pass to attain enlightenment. He never expected that one day he would be able to blend into nature on this grassland and attain enlightenment by riding a cow.

At this moment, Li Yang seemed to be integrated with the sky, the earth, and all things in the world, and his heart became more and more peaceful.

Little Zhuoma was still sleeping soundly. Li Yang looked up at the vast world and whispered:

"Humanity is vast, the way of heaven is vague. I only wish that the way of heaven will be fulfilled, not that human nature will be impoverished."

"The mystery of the Yang God lies in this great way of heaven and man."

Li Yang lowered his head and looked at the little Zhuoma sleeping soundly on the cow's back, and smiled.
"Losandani is right. You are indeed intelligent."

The sun was already high in the sky, and the golden sunlight filled the mountains and rivers. Everywhere you looked, you could see a mixture of gray, white, and blue. The yak, carrying Li Yang and Xiao Zhuoma, had already walked for more than ten miles, and white hot steam kept coming out of its mouth and nose.

"Whoosh whoosh"

Even a strong animal like the wild yak would find it difficult to endure such exhaustion in the ice and snow.

Patting the yak's neck to signal it to stop, Li Yang climbed off the yak's back and carefully picked up the sleeping little Zhuoma.

"You beast, by chance you have given me a great fortune."

"Moo!" The yak let out a long cry. Li Yang could feel that this guy was not as hostile to him as before.

"Return to the snowy mountains. Since you are the messenger of the mountain god, I will not allow you to enter the temple with me."

Li Yang patted the yak's neck again and passed some spiritual energy into it.

With the influx of spiritual energy, the yak's exhausted body immediately regained its energy. It shook off the ice and snow on its body, and its black mane became shiny and glossy.

After a cheerful "moo", the iron-like body walked towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance.
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Upon hearing that little Dolma had returned safely, the Sera Monastery, which had been in chaos, finally calmed down.

Basang now treats Li Yang with reverence,
He couldn't imagine who Li Yang was, who could motivate the entire temple's master and the entire county patrol team to go out and help him find his daughter with just one sentence.
The simplicity of the Western Desert man made Basang dare not even think too far.
If you think too far ahead, you will feel that the sky is too high and you dare not speak out.

Little Zhuoma still couldn't escape the beating. After the beating, Basang hugged little Zhuoma and cried bitterly. Fortunately, there was no danger and no accident happened in the end.

By the time Gao Miao slowly walked to Sera Monastery, it was already evening.
His Buddhist monk's robes attracted a lot of attention at the entrance of Sera Monastery, and even herdsmen gathered to watch.

The biggest difference between Chinese Buddhism and Western Desert Buddhism is the doctrines and methods of practice.

Han Buddhism is mainly about Bodhisattva Vehicle, focusing on meditation and sitting meditation. Western Buddhism is a religion that combines Bodhisattva Vehicle and Vajrayana. It focuses more on Tantric practice, and practices through initiation, mantras, and inheritance.

Simply put, Chinese Sanskrit emphasizes the practitioner's personal inner practice, purifying his or her mind through meditation, wisdom, compassion and other methods.

Western Desert Sanskritism, on the other hand, focuses more on imparting secret teachings and initiations, and emphasizes the importance of guru inheritance. Practitioners need to receive guidance and instructions from the guru to achieve liberation and enlightenment through chanting mantras and reciting scriptures.

The most notable point is that the most important doctrine of "True Buddhism" of Western Desert Buddhism is not openly recognized by Chinese Buddhism.

Although there are many differences between Han Buddhism and Western Desert Buddhism, Gao Miao, the leader of Han Buddhism designated by China, was still warmly received by Sera Monastery.

Some herdsmen recognized Gao Miao's identity. Gao Miao once presided over the meditation forum at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. As the only monk who spoke Sanskrit, he was actually very popular among the people, second only to Li Yang and Qi Qiansu.

Abbot Losandini personally led a group of lamas out of the temple to welcome him. After all, it was he who invited Gao Miao to come and preach in Sanskrit. He led Gao Miao into the depths of the inner temple.

The two exchanged greetings, and Gao Miao looked around but couldn't see Li Yang.

"I wonder where Li Zhenjun is now..."

"The True Lord is in his private room now. He has not left the room since he sent little Zhuoma back this afternoon."

After saying that, Losandni asked his disciples to take Gao Miao to the room where Li Yang was.

Before he got close, Gao Miao heard a clear and cheerful child's voice coming from the house.

Li Yang did not close the door. As soon as Gao Miao entered the room, he saw a girl with tear marks on her face, smiling and eating fruit.

Gao Miao shook his head. He guessed that Li Yang was the only one in China who would give such a precious spiritual fruit to an ordinary child to chew.

As if sensing Gao Miao's thoughts, Li Yang, who was sitting at the table, thought that Gao Miao was worried that little Zhuoma couldn't digest it, and responded with a smile:
"It's okay. I know my limits. Most of the essence of the fruit has been refined. Little Zhuoma has been struggling in the snow. If I don't use some tricks, she will probably get seriously ill."

Because of the unintentional words of little Zhuoma that revealed the dilemma, Li Yang was in a very happy mood at this time.

"Little Zhuoma, go find your Apa first. I want to talk to this brother about something."

After eating the fruit, little Zhuoma stood up obediently while sucking her fingers. She had never eaten such delicious fruit before.
"So, big pot, when are you going to tell me the rest of your story?"

"Tomorrow, or maybe the day after tomorrow."

“Are there really snakes out there that are bigger than the mountains, and buildings that are taller than the tallest tent on the Western Desert Steppe?”

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

Li Yang smiled without saying anything and sent little Zhuoma out of the room.

When he turned around, he found Gao Miao, who was dressed in monk's robes, staring at him with some doubt.

"Li Zhenjun, your aura..."

Li Yang calmly stretched out his hand and poured butter tea for Gao Miao, speaking casually.

"Today, the dust is gone and the light is broken. The heart of the Tao is perfect. After a few days of calm, I will be able to glimpse the Yangshen Avenue."

(End of this chapter)