There Is No One Who Knows

Everyone in the world thinks that the devil is outside, suffering is outside, and perfection is outside. Until the cold rain in the valley in the Spring and Autumn Period, the two perfect Taoist hearts that merged into one voluntarily split into two ends. A Leng, a Confucian scholar, entered the mortal world, insisting on being promising, comprehensive, and replenishing the world. He spent his whole life trapped in the demonic realm of thinking and self-binding. He suffered from internal exhaustion year by year, and fell into sobriety. Ayan, the Taoist, guarded the empty mountain, insisted on inaction, contemplation, and coldness and detachment. For a long time, he was trapped in the prison of suffering from longing, longing, and loneliness. He sat alone for thousands of years, waiting for reunion. Since then, heaven and earth have been divided, separated by two mountains. One enters the world, the other emerges from the world, one is smoke and fire, and the other is deep in clouds. After many reincarnations, the ancient Nanshan Mountains meet again. She is a Buddhist monk in an ancient temple. She has been compassionate and helping people throughout her life, but she cannot overcome the layers of her own obsessions; He was a Taoist monastery and kept a secret view of the world all his life, but he could not see the deep ties in his heart. People give out porridge, there is wind and snow in the village school, accounts are reconciled under the lamp, looking at each other across the wall, in silence year after year. It looks like ordinary fireworks, but in fact fifty evil demons are undercurrents, weaving their webs day and night. Trapped in form, trapped in emotions, trapped in thoughts and delusions, trapped in behaviors and habits, trapped in consciousness and discrimination. They suffer in sobriety, trapped in transparency, and go through thousands of reincarnations in the illusion of duality looking at each other. It turns out—— The biggest devil in the world is never a sneaky one. It is the human heart that is divided, self-antagonistic, clinging to the outside world, and unwilling to return to the true nature. The so-called Shurangama does not mean to conquer the demons from outside, but to bring the mind inside. The so-called practice is not to achieve perfection, but to get rid of all imperfect obsessions. When the wind and snow fall, habits melt away, duality collapses, and everything returns to its center. They finally understood the oath made in the valley before Qianqiu: The great road is inherently undivided, and people's hearts are divided by themselves; The original mind is perfect, and the illusion is generated by itself. An epic tale of inner demons spanning the Spring and Autumn Period, An ultimate practice of returning home inward. There is no demon to conquer, only one can return to one's own heart; There is no way to mend the sky, but to mend your own body. Purpose: This book uses the fateful reincarnation of the Spring and Autumn Period, which is divided into Confucianism and Taoism, and the spirit and soul to split apart, as the carrier, and uses the fifty Yin Demons as the concrete context of the inner demons to interpret the core path: All the pain, obsession, suffering and illusions in the world are caused by the dualistic discrimination and outward pursuit of the human heart. There is no need to chase perfection externally, no need to rush to the outside world to seek liberation, and no need to fight against the so-called demons outside. The real practice has never been about transforming the world and saving others, but about withdrawing the gaze of seeking outside, looking into one's own heart, and dissolving obsessions. The so-called subjugation of demons is to subdue the turbulent illusions in the heart; the so-called unification is to let go of the divisive opposition, recognize the original perfection of one's own nature, stick to the original heart, and not seek externally, only then can one be free throughout life.