Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven Realizing the Truth

In Wudang Mountain, the holy place of Taoism, the majestic Taoist music made Ah Bing seem to have entered a fairyland... A Bing finally realized the true meaning of Taoism... A Bing, Xiaoyaoyoushi and Fenglei Daxia went straight to Wudang Mountain together.After going through untold hardships along the way, I finally came to the foot of Wudang Mountain, which is like a fairyland.Looking up, my God!I saw Tianzhu Peak soaring into the sky, and the Taoist Holy Land is on the top of the peak. The three looked at each other, and A Bing said: "No matter how high you are, you have to go up, even if you are in the sky, you have to go."

So the three stayed overnight in a nearby village, and started climbing at dawn the next day. Climbing halfway up the mountain, the wanderer said: "It's so majestic, it really deserves to be the number one mountain in the world." He opened the folder, took a pen and ink, and began to draw. Seeing this, A Bing said, "I can't move anymore, let's rest for a while." Fenglei Daxia said: "Hurry up and draw, it will take a while to climb." After resting for a while, they ate something and started to climb to Tianzhu Peak again. When he came to a waterfall, the wanderer ran over and drank the water with his hands, saying, "The mountain spring water is so sweet."

A Bing and Fenglei Daxia also drank some. The wanderer bundled branches into a large brush, dipped in the spring water and wrote four big characters on the rock, writing "high mountains and flowing water", and then said to A Bing, "Daoist Hua, the highest state of calligraphy is flowing clouds and flowing water. Is it the same?" A Bing nodded and said: "Like clouds and flowing water, that's very good. The Taoist philosophy is to have no desires and desires, and the Taoist qin way is also to be free and easy." The hero Fenglei smiled and said: "Well, one is flowing clouds and flowing water, and the other is carefree and unrestrained. This is the similarity between calligraphy and painting and the Dao of Qin." ;Suddenly there is a gentle wind and drizzle like auspicious clouds, lightly circling the mountains and rivers... A Bing was dumbfounded.

So A Bing also played the huqin, and the sound of the qin followed the light of the sword, sometimes like a stormy sea, sometimes like a flash of light. After hearing this, the leisurely wanderer waved his wooden pen even more, and became more eloquent. All three of them entered the state of ecstasy. They didn't expect that many devout men and women who made a pilgrimage to Jinding Mountain, as well as Taoist priests who came down from the mountain, had gathered by the spring. When they turned their heads and stopped, there was cheers from all around. "That Taoist played it so nicely."

"This man with lofty ideals writes wonderfully." "This strong man's sword dance is quite superb." A Taoist priest on Mount Wudang asked A Bing, "Where did you come from, Taoist priest? You can play the huqin so well?" A Bing said: "The poor Taoist came from Sanqing Hall in Wuxi, and made a special trip to Wudang Mountain to learn Buddhist scriptures." "Ah, great, we welcome you. Let's go together, we will lead the way." They looked up to the top of the mountain, only to see white clouds lingering around, Tianzhu Peak sitting on top of the group of peaks like a big turtle, A Bing sighed: "It's made in heaven."

The wanderer also shouted: "It's really a fairyland." When they arrived at Wudang Mountain, the three of them overlooked the red walls and green tiles of the temples in the Wudang Mountain peaks hidden in the forest. The tiles are exquisite, the towers reflect the gold and silver atmosphere, and the forests are surrounded by the painting environment", which is extremely spectacular. A Bing looked up and saw the turtle-shaped Tianzhu Peak rising into the sky, and the Jinding Temple was surrounded by white clouds, making the temple very ethereal. A Bing asked: "Why do you want to build a temple on the top of a mountain?"

The old Taoist said: "Taoists talk about nothingness, and cultivate one's body in a fairyland close to the sky, so that you can fly into the sky and become a fairy." "Oh, I see." Looking at Tianzhu Peak, which resembles a tortoise, the wanderer sighed, "It's really a tortoise made in heaven." When they climbed to the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak, they saw that the temple was majestic like a fairyland, and the most eye-catching thing was the golden palace standing on the top of the mountain.The bronze and gold Xuanwu statues are enshrined in the inner temple.

The golden palace made of copper on Tianzhu Peak is golden and dazzling in the sun. Under the leadership of the Taoist priests, A Bing paid homage to the gold and bronze statue of Zhenwu. I saw Zhenwu Xianjun wearing a Taoist robe, with hair disheveled and bare feet, sitting upright, with golden boys and jade girls standing on the left and right holding text books and treasure seals. There is a Zhenshan golden bead hanging on the caisson at the top of the hall, but the Zhenshan Temple will not be shaken, and the magic lamp will not be extinguished. There are beautifully designed incense tables and wax tables in the golden walls around.

The old Taoist priest said: "Jinding Temple is blessed by Zhenwu Xianjun. This golden temple is not disturbed by thunder and lightning, and flying insects cannot enter it. Thunder and fire burn around the golden temple, but the golden temple never catches fire. Soaring into the sky, the sun rises after the rain, and there will be a reflection of the Golden Temple in the sky above Tianzhu Peak." The three of A Bing were all amazed when they heard this. A Bing asked the Taoist who took them on a tour: "Why is it named Wudang Mountain?" The Taoist replied: "It means that non-true martial arts are not enough."

The Taoist explained again: "Emperor Zhenwu was originally a prince of the ancient Jingle Kingdom. He went to Wudang Mountain to practice Taoism. Tomorrow, I will take you to Fuzhen Temple. There is a child statue of the prince on it." The next day, they came to Prince Slope on the north slope of Tianzhu Peak, saw a tall pavilion with twelve beams supported by only one giant pillar, and paid homage to the Prince's Child Statue. A Bing worshiped devoutly in front of the childhood statue of Emperor Zhenwu. They went to Nanyan to see the emperor crouching on the dragon bed, who had practiced Zhenwu for forty-two years before becoming an immortal.

A Bing participated in the chanting of the last chapter by Taoist priests in Wudang Mountain, and visited their large-scale sacrifice ceremony for Zhenwujun. There are music and dances in Wudang Mountain, which makes Taoist music integrated into court music and makes it more immortal. This morning, first an altar was set up to offer offerings, and then in the fairy music, the old Taoist leader led incense burning, seance, tea, mantras, amulets, incense, chanting, and praises. Accompanied by bells, flutes, and chimes, The Taoist priests held candles and flags and walked out. In the song "Buxu", the Taoist priests sang in unison, and the musicians and dancers walked around the incense burner. They showed the demeanor of Taoist immortals walking in the void fairy pose. The Taoist priests danced and sang: The song "Buxu" has a sense of fairy spirit. A Bing said to the wanderer and Fenglei Daxia: "This music is a model of the combination of Taoist music and Buddhist music. It is made by Taoism introducing Buddhist chant." The wanderer said: "It's too fairy-like." At this time, the faithful men and women in the monastery also chanted sutras together, and the celestial music of Wudang Mountain was like the celestial music descending from the sky, flowing for thousands of miles... what!Xianle, too emptiness, Abing suddenly felt his eyes opened. A Bing shouted: "The sound of the great sound is rare, but the elephant has no form... I have realized... I have realized..." A Bing felt that he also flew to the sky with the sound of the sounds of nature. A Bing was sitting alone on a rock on the Tianzhu Peak of Wudang Mountain. He was playing the huqin, but now he was playing the huqin not only with his hands, but with his heart. A Bing looked at the majestic mountains under the vast sky, the fertile fields for thousands of miles, the sun shining on the earth, and all things growing vigorously... The mountains are covered with pines and cypresses, the temple is full of peaches and apricots, the birds are flying freely, and the butterflies and bees are flying freely. At this time, the sound of Ah Bing's piano sounds like the pine language of mountains and the twittering of insects and bees... "Ah, the sound of nature!" The Unfettered Wanderer and the Fenglei Hero heard the sound and sighed. ... At the end of the song, Ah Bing came back to his senses and saw the Taoist priests listening. "It's like fairy music!" said a priest. The old Taoist priest listened and praised: "Taoist Hua, you have realized it. This is Taoism following nature." A Bing said: "The sound of nature sounds, Taoism follows nature, I realized it." The wanderer said: "The sound of heaven is what Zhuangzi said." He half-closed his eyes and recited: "You have heard the sound of people but not the sound of the earth, and you have heard the sound of the earth but not the sound of heaven..." Fenglei Xiashi smiled and said, "Happy Wanderer, are you reciting poems again?" "It's not reciting poems, but understanding Zhuangzi's words." Ah, Tao follows nature, and all mysteries lie in innocence.A Bing finally realized the true meaning of Taoist music. A Bing decided to go back to Wuxi, he was concerned about Lei Zundian, and he could not forget the oath his father made him when he was dying. A Bing tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The wanderer asked: "Daoist Hua, what's the matter, are you homesick?" "Yes, go back and have a look, I don't know how Lei Zundian is now." The hero Fenglei said: "Then let's go our separate ways! I have to go south." The wanderer said: "I'm going to the west, and I want to go to the desert for a while." The next day, the three said goodbye to Wudang Mountain. The Taoist priests went down the mountain, and when they reached the fork, A Bing said: "Let's say goodbye here! From now on, the friendship will last forever." The wanderer said: "There will be a time later." Fenglei Daxia also said: "There will be a period later."