Chapter 162 Chapter 15 Circle

Getting closer to Kyoto. If you want to come to Monk Yutang, the destination is Kyoto!The main hall of Hanazono Myoshin-ji Temple is in Kyoto. However-- The Zen master does as he pleases, and doesn't care when he arrives in Kyoto.Once, on a rainy day, he was locked in the inn without going out. Musashi peeped in and saw the Zen master teaching Mataba acupuncture. They passed Mino. I stayed in Daisenji Temple in Mino for seven days, and stayed in the meditation hall in Hikone for a few more days. If the Zen master lived in a simple inn, Musashi settled nearby.If the Zen master lodged in the monastery, he would sleep under the mountain gate, and Musashi could sleep wherever he went.I only hope that the Zen master can teach me a word. This is the purpose of Musashi following the Zen master.

Once, sleeping under the mountain gate of a temple by the lake, Musashi felt a bit of autumn. Look at yourself dressed like a beggar.His hair was fluffy and left to grow. He decided not to comb his hair, take a bath, or shave his beard before he got the teaching of a Zen master. His clothes were exposed to the wind and rain, and his skin was as rough as pine bark. On an autumn night, the sky is full of stars, as if they are about to fall when the wind blows. Musashi was lying on a straw mat. "What's wrong with me?" He sneered at his crazy behavior. What exactly do you want to know?What are you looking for from a Zen master?

Do you have to pursue so hard to survive? I am so pitiful! Pity even the fleas that dwell on their own stupidity. The Zen master not only refused Musashi's request for advice, but also said: "Empty!" It is far-fetched to ask for advice from a person who has nothing.No matter how hard he followed Musashi, the Zen master regarded him like a wild dog on the roadside and would not even look at him.Yet Musashi had no resentment at all. "..." Musashi saw the bright moon through his messy hair.On the mountain gate, the autumn moonlight looks particularly bright. Also, there are a lot of mosquitoes.

His skin was no longer sensitive to mosquito bites, but his body was covered with red bumps, like countless flax grains. "Ah! I don't understand." Hidden in his heart was a question that even he didn't understand - as long as he could solve this problem, the stagnant swordsmanship would suddenly become clear, but now he was quite helpless. If my Dao karma ends without a problem, I would rather die.Because the meaning of life has been lost.This made Musashi toss and turn unable to sleep. To be more specific, what are the things that I don't understand?The attainment of the sword?Or the policy of life?In addition, there is the problem of Atong.Could it be that a man suffers from love and loses weight to such an extent?

These add up to a big problem.But from the perspective of heaven and earth, these are nothing more than trivial matters. Musashi rolled up the straw mat and lay down on the stone like a night insect to sleep.Don't know how to sleep comfortably?Thinking that you don't have to suffer, but you are looking for hardships to get rid of the pain.He couldn't help but envy Youba. "...?" Musashi didn't know what he saw, so he sat up suddenly and stared at the pillars on the mountain gate. A couplet is hung on the pillar of the mountain gate.Musashi stared intently.In the light of the moon, it can be seen clearly that it reads:

"..." This text must be the legacy of Kaishan Dadeng. "If you pick leaves by mistake, it's hard to find branches." This sentence alone is memorable. branches and leaves-- By the way, doesn't it mean that the troubles of ordinary people are as numerous as branches and leaves? Even myself is no exception. After Musashi woke up, he felt light all over. Why can't the swordsmanship that is integrated with the body be practiced?Why do you have distractions and can't concentrate?for this. for that. Looking around for some things.He wholeheartedly pursues the way of swordsmanship, but is distracted by many trivial matters around him.Although Musashi was aware of this point, he was so distracted because of his single-minded pursuit of Taoism.Foolish anxiety, tormented and deluded.

How can we break this cocoon? This is the self-deprecating work of Monk Yutang.Musashi now thinks of this poem.At that time, I was still young, and it was the first time I admired the name of monk Yutang of Miaoxin Temple. When I went to visit, Yutang suddenly asked: "What's your opinion? You actually want to visit Yutangmen?" Almost kicked him out, just yelled and kicked him out.Later, maybe I won the favor of Yutang monk in some ways, and got permission to enter Miaoxin Temple, but I only got the poem and gatha just now, and was ridiculed by Yutang. When you still say that you want to practice, you have not yet become a talent.

Laughing at himself for ten years of walking - Yutang used this poem to teach himself ten years ago. Ten years later, seeing that he is still hesitating on the road of cultivating the Tao, he must think that Musashi is: Unachievable idiot. Musashi stood there dumbfounded.Unable to fall back asleep, he walked around the mountain gate. Sudden-- In the middle of the night, someone came out of the temple.Musashi followed him to the mountain gate, and after a careful look, it turned out that Yutang was leading Youba. Yutang walks like flying. Could it be that something happened to Benshan, so he hurried to the capital?

He refused to be seen off by the people in the temple, and walked straight to the Seta Bridge. Musashi sensed—— It's too bad if you can't catch up with him. Under the bright moonlight, Musashi quickly chased after the shadow in front of him.A row of houses beside the road are intoxicated in sleep.The doors of the bustling Otsu Paint House during the day, as well as the mixed inns and pharmacies are all locked.There was no one in the street late at night, and the bright moonlight was terrifyingly white. They walked to the streets of Otsu. Walked down the street in a very short time.

The road began to go uphill, and the mountain where Mitsui Temple and Seki Temple were located was shrouded in a layer of night fog, and there were almost no people on the way. At last they climbed the mountain. "..." Yutang who was walking in front stopped, talked with Youba, looked up at the bright moon, and took a rest. Kyoto is here.Looking back, you can see Lake Biwa.Except for a bright moon, the sea of ​​fog reflects the bright moonlight. Musashi then climbed up the mountain.Unexpectedly, Yutang and You Bajing stopped, and they got very close.And Yutang also looked at him, causing Musashi to panic.

I am speechless. Musashi was also speechless. However, they were able to look at each other, this was the first time in dozens of days! Musashi thought suddenly. Now is a good time to-- Kyoto is underfoot.If the Zen master hid in the Zen cave of Miaoxin Temple again, he would have to wait dozens of days before seeing the Zen master. "... Zen Master." Musashi finally called out. However, his mind was in a state of confusion, and his voice stuck in his throat, like a child trying to tell his parents something difficult to say, so terrified in his heart that he dared not even move his feet forward. "..." Yutang didn't answer. On Yutang's thin face, his eyes were wide open, looking at Musashi with sharp eyes. "Grandmaster." The second time he spoke, Musashi stopped looking forward and backward.And crawled towards Yutang's feet like a ball of fire. "Please teach me a word, please teach me a word." He only said these two sentences, and then he fell to the ground. Musashi was engrossed, waiting for a word from the Zen master.But after waiting for a long time, there is still no reply. Musashi really couldn't wait any longer, he must clarify all the doubts in his heart tonight.Just about to speak. "I am listening." Yutang responded to him for the first time. "I listen to and talk about you every night. I know everything... including women's affairs." The last sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on Musashi's heart, making Musashi unable to lift his head. "Another eight, bring the stick here." As Yutang said, he took the stick, Musashi closed his eyes, and waited for thirty big boards.But the stick didn't hit him on the head, but circled around the area where he was kneeling. It turned out that Yutang drew a big circle on the ground with a stick - Musashi was trapped in this circle. "Let's go!" Yutang dropped the stick. Yu Tang called out to go again, and he also turned around and left in a hurry.Musashi was dropped again.The situation was the same as in Okazaki, and Musashi was also very angry when it came to this situation. In the past few dozen days, I sincerely asked for advice, followed all the way, and suffered all the way. For such a junior, Yutang has no mercy, but is ruthless, it is simply playing tricks on people. "...Smelly Monk!" Musashi gritted his teeth and stared at Monk Yutang's back.Saying that there is nothing, saying that the mind is in a vacuum is the true enlightenment, these are the paradoxical mantras of the monks. "Okay, let's wait and see." Musashi decided not to rely on each other.He always thought that there was still a master he could rely on in this world, but this idea was wrong, which made him extremely regretful.Self-help - there is no other way.A monk is a human being, and he is also a human being, and countless ancient sages and sages are all human beings—you can no longer rely on others. Musashi stood up in awe, his heart filled with anger. "..." He looked at the bright moon in the sky, and gradually, the burning flames in his eyes cooled down, and his eyes returned to his body and feet. "what?……" He turned around in a circle. He found himself in a circle. "Bring here the stick." He remembered what Yutang said just now.Originally thought that Yutang was trying to beat him up, but he didn't expect to use it to draw this circle. "What does this circle mean?" Musashi did not move, thinking about this question. round-- round-- No matter how you look at it, a circle is still a circle.There is no end, no twists and turns, no infinity, no confusion. Extending this circle to the universe is heaven and earth. Shrinking this circle to the extreme is yourself. The self is round, and the world is also round.The two are inseparable and coexist in one. --Snapped! Musashi drew his sword with his right hand.Standing in the center of the circle and staring at the knife, the shadow on the ground is like the character "cai" in katakana.The circle of heaven and earth seems to exist and will not collapse.Since I am the same as the heaven and the earth, my body is no exception.However, what the shadow reveals is a different shape. "It's the shadow—" Musashi realizes that the shadow is not his own entity. He hit a wall on the way of cultivating the Tao and was unable to move forward. This is also a shadow, and it is a shadow of the heart. "Hey!" He swung hard into the air. When the left hand swings the dagger, the shape of the shadow changes accordingly, but the appearance of the heaven and the earth remains unchanged.Two knives are one knives—and belong to the same circle. "what……" He finally got the hang of it.Looking up at the bright moon, the perfect moon is like the image of swordsmanship, and also like the spiritual world existing in the world. "Ah! Master!" Like a gust of wind, Musashi started to run, chasing after Yutang. It's just that he has nothing to ask for at the moment. He just wanted to apologize to Yutang, he used to hate him. However, he stopped immediately. "This is also a branch..." Musashi stood on the top of the mountain.Soon, the roof tiles of the streets of Kyoto and the water of the Kamo River gradually appeared in the morning mist.