Chapter 100 Interior

Five hundred arhats pay homage to Vairocana.

This is a Zen mural that was very famous even in the previous life.

The overall painting is 7.5 meters high, 42 meters long, and covers an area of ​​320 square meters. The picture is composed of elements such as mountains, auspicious clouds, and waves. The structure is divided into three layers: upper, middle, and lower. It unfolds slowly in a long scroll. The overall look is magnificent and solemn.

Just in the area that Lu Yuan is looking at, there is a lot of information in the painting.

The dynamics of the many arhats on it are different. Their expressions are vivid, varied, and different. Especially in the depiction of details, they are very vivid. Even if they are severely eroded by time, you can still see facial expressions and hand movements when you look closely.

If you look at the whole picture without looking at the details, most of these arhats are half-hidden in the mountains and auspicious clouds, giving a sense of transcendence.

With his extraordinary memory, Lu Yuan quickly memorized the content of this area.

Perhaps it was a habit, he closed his eyes and subconsciously wanted to find detailed instructions from the portrait.

In his mind, all the Arhats in the painting seemed to come alive, jumping out of the wall and flashing in front of him one by one. All the positions he considered to be "details" were highlighted.

It took Lu Yuan less than a few breaths to finish these tasks.

Looking at the painting again, Lu Yuan was able to analyze the techniques of the earliest carvers and the direction of the knife, but these were far from what he wanted. The content was still vague, and those so-called details did not play any role.

No, the idea was wrong.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes and frowned slightly, looking at the painting again.

The old monk behind saw this scene, and his eyes smiled a little more.

The old Tianshi next to him looked suspicious, and the old monk Miaoxing made a "hush" gesture.

Lu Yuan, who was concentrating on watching the stone wall, did not notice the interaction between the two old men behind him.

He glanced at the portrait, feeling a little puzzled. With his understanding, it was impossible for him to be stumped by such a problem.

Unless he had walked into a dead end from the beginning.

He exhaled lightly. After several years of cultivation, Lu Yuan was able to calm his mind very quickly. He wiped away his impatience and almost immediately noticed the Buddha's heart relic in his hand.

This thing seemed to have a calming effect.

Lu Yuan's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly thought of something...

Buddha's heart, calming the mind, and the fact that the old monk Miaoxing first led him to the east, and then to the west after he asked.

Lu Yuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he murmured, "Following is not wrong, following the heart is the law, am I too anxious?"

Hearing this voice, the old monk behind him flashed with praise in his eyes.

Lu Yuan, who had realized it, held the relic in his hand and continued, "Awakening to all the laws is like a dream, so there is no so-called magical place at all, everything is just an illusory appearance!"

When he thought of this, Lu Yuan looked at the mural again.

There was no persistence or insistence in his eyes. He followed his feelings completely. His eyes swept across every Arhat, from the first row above to the third row below. The Arhats kept flashing by.

He didn't pay attention to it deliberately, but gradually, the eyes of each Arhat began to stand out.

Lu Yuan followed his heart, and the Qi in his body was naturally mobilized according to some guidance, making his black and white pupils more and more brilliant.

Looking at it like this, the occasional noise from the window and the two breathing sounds behind him gradually faded away from him, and a feeling of quietness began to appear, making people relax and feel comfortable.

After that, Lu Yuan's eyes began to close while watching the murals.

The feeling of quietness gradually strengthened, and Lu Yuan began to enter a state of meditation involuntarily.

I don't know how long it took, the concept of time began to be withdrawn, but the extreme freedom and pleasure were still deepening.

In the outside world, the old Tianshi appeared in front of Lu Yuan almost as if he had moved.

Looking at Lu Yuan, who was completely in a state of meditation and no longer had any perception of the outside world, anger surged in his eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of lightning. He looked at the old monk, "Miaoxin, you didn't tell me that this would enter the inner scene!!"

The inner scene can be roughly understood as a person's inner world.

But in the world of Under One Person, the inner scene is relatively special. It seems to exist between reality and illusion, and is constructed by the inner world of tens of millions of people in the world.

That is, everyone's inner scene is interconnected.

Of course, this does not mean that you can talk and chat with other people in the inner scene.

This is a place where you can feel free and experience extreme freedom, and know all the secrets of this world.

People who enter the inner scene can ask all the answers they want to know here, provided that they can pay the price they have to bear.

The rule is that the smaller the impact on the world, the more insignificant the price, and vice versa.

Just like a magician who asks about tomorrow's weather, he will hardly get any backlash, because the weather forecast will also be broadcast, and he knows a few minutes in advance that it will not have any impact on the world, but if he asks the activation code of the American mushroom egg, he may vomit three liters of blood on the spot, and it is not certain whether he can survive.

Of course, these are not the biggest dangers.

To enter the inner scene, you must have enough quiet skills and a tenacious mind.

Because those with weak minds will endlessly sink into the illusory dream woven by the inner scene.

The old monk also came to Lu Yuan's side, and his eyes were surprised, "I never thought that the wandering boy's quiet skills were so profound, and he even learned some Buddhist teachings."

"What's going on? Your mural is at most an incense and magic weapon. Why can it drag people into the inner scene? Is there a way to wake it up?!" The old Taoist asked, suppressing his temper.

The old monk shook his head directly, "I have said long ago that the clairvoyance is not an ordinary skill. It requires fate to realize it. This mural with the relic can indeed help people enter the inner world and realize the truth, but it also requires a certain level of Buddhist practice. I initially thought that the wandering boy could only learn the shallow "naked eye" method on the mural, but I didn't expect that he actually entered the inner world...

Ahem, Tianshi, please calm down first. How do you know that this is not the fate of the wandering boy? Let's wait for a while. If he doesn't wake up after a day, I will go to Wuhou Sect to ask for help."

Lu Yuan had no idea what was happening in the outside world.

After experiencing the ultimate pleasure, Lu Yuan seemed to wake up from a dream.

Opening his eyes, a familiar scene came into his eyes.

The sun shone through the gauze-like clouds, sprinkling on the simple green tiles and white walls. The stacked rockery in the courtyard was covered with moss, and there were clear springs flowing between the cracks in the rocks, making a gurgling sound.

In the distance, the light gauze danced between the pavilions and towers, adding a bit of laziness to the afternoon.

The breeze blew, and the green bamboos swayed gently on both sides of the path. Several stone pavilions were dotted in between, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves and soil.

"This is, my home..."

Lu Yuan subconsciously stood up and found that he had returned to his adult appearance. Under him was the familiar rocking chair, and the fishing rod in his hand was still hanging in the pool.

His fingers rubbed gently, and the scratches on the handle of the fishing rod were still so clear.

He stood up, and the light blue long gown slid across his skin. His feet stepped on the ground. The feedback from the touch was not false, and the flow of the true energy in his body was unimpeded.

It seemed that everything before was just a dream, and he just took a short rest by the pool.

At this time, footsteps came from behind.

Looking back, he saw a beautiful figure in white, running excitedly with a plate of washed strawberries, with curved eyebrows and strawberry juice at the corners of his mouth.

"Come on, Lu Yuan, try my freshly picked strawberries!"