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Time was slowly passing, whether people saw it or not, but it did happen. After a few days of bliss with their families, the people began to pack their bags and rush around the country, carrying their dreams and the happiness of their families with them.

This day was the appointed day. On the second day of the new year, Zhang Song visited his grandma with his mother and sister. Thus, he went to visit the Buddhist sacred mountain at the suggestion of his first uncle and youngest uncle. Today was the appointed day.

Jiuhua Mountain wasn't too far away from their home. It was only about 20 km away. As they sat in the car, they browsed through the scenery outside the car window while chatting about their daily life and the interesting stories that had recently happened around them.

Zhang Song watched everything quietly and admired the scenery along the way. Unknowingly, the car had already arrived at the foot of the Nine Flower Mountain.

Jiuhua Mountain, the original name is Mount Yuanzhan, also known as "Jiuzi Mountain." Why was it called Jiuzi Mountain?

Legend has it that in the ancient times, Nine Flower Mountain was a desert, a plain. A Min couple with nine sons had opened up the wasteland here and planted it, making it fertile.

One day, there was a sudden gale, sand and stones flew, and a gushing spring appeared in the middle of the land. Standing high in the water, there was a water demon shouting loudly to the old man Min, "Today, your whole family will leave this place at noon. This is my realm!"

The old man could not accept it. The water demon spouted out a stream of evil water and pushed the old man to the ground. The old man's nine sons, armed with shovels and scythes, came forward to kill the water demon. When the water demon saw this, it retreated in fright. Old Man Min was wounded by the fierce flood of evil water and died soon after.

Old Man Min's nine sons decided to capture the water demon to avenge their father. However, after many battles, they were all unsuccessful. Thus, they did not waste any time and brought many large rocks from far away, preparing to block the Water Demon's escape route.

One day, the Water Demon came to visit the Ninth Brother. The nine brothers stepped forward together and quickly blocked the nine holes of the water demon with huge rocks. When the water demons saw that their escape route was blocked, they hastily charged around the plains. They were not afraid of water rushing into the plains. They threw their swords and shot arrows, chasing the water demons until they began to flee. At this moment, there was a thunderclap in the air as the water demon was smashed to smithereens. The flood had subsided, and the nine boulders that the Nine Brothers had blocked off the entrance to the cave had turned into nine mountains. This piece of land suddenly rose high into the sky. "It turned out that the man in the sky, seeing that the water demon had done something evil, had helped the nine brothers to put it to death and then raised the earth's surface by a thousand feet so as to avoid further water damage.

Later, after the Nine Brothers' hard work, Jiuhua Mountain became a beautiful scenic spot. Some people said that the tallest mountain was old man Min, and the nine shorter peaks were his nine sons.

After endless years of baptism, the Nine Flower Mountain had become an incomparably magical place. It was like a mountain that split the heavens and the earth. Exquisite strange rocks and an endless sea of clouds formed an endless number of magical scenery. The famous scenery includes two lakes, three waterfalls, twenty-four streams and seventy-two peaks, especially the main peak Lotus Peak, Bright Peak and Tiandu Peak.

Jiuhua Mountain is a sea of peaks and clouds. The entire mountain is divided into five seas, namely, the North Sea, the Former Sea, the Western Sea, the East Sea and the Tianhai Sea. The front mountains were majestic, the back mountains beautiful; the front mountains had three peaks: Lotus Peak, Tiandu Peak, and Yuping Peak; the back mountains had two seas, the Western Sea and the North Sea; and Pingtian Rainbow was the boundary point between the front mountains and the back mountains.

There was Mount Tai from the East, Mount Hengshan from the South, Mount Xiyue, Mount Hengshan from the West, Mount Hengshan from the North, Mount Zhongyue, Mount Songshan from the Central Mountain, and now Mount Huangshan from the Nine Flowers Mountain.

Legend has it that in ancient times, Jiuhua Mountain was once the Taoist hall of the buddhist Kitigarbha. Now, Jiuhua Mountain is a famous tourist attraction in Anhui Province, which was also ranked as a national tourist attraction. Therefore, many people came to visit, some came to admire the name, and some because it was the birthplace of modern Buddhism, so they came to seek a good omen. In short, they had their reasons.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, everyone queued up to buy their tickets. When they obtained their tickets, everyone cheered endlessly. Although they had not reached the mountain yet, their excited expressions made them feel as if they were standing on top of a mountain, looking down at the earth. You will be able to stand at the peak of the highest peak and have a view of the various small mountains. " Perhaps only this poem could depict the state of mind at that time.

On the way up the mountain, the driveway wound around like the snake's track, winding upwards. This road seemed to be very similar to the road in Yunnan, Guizhou. If a person was not skilled in driving, they might fall off a cliff just because of carelessness, or even cause their bodies to shatter and their bodies to be destroyed.

From this, one can imagine how our ancestors managed to build so many pavilions on that towering mountain peak. We really have no way of knowing, but we can imagine their hardships and hardships.

Finally, under the cheers of the crowd, the caravan finally climbed the mountain and arrived at the temple. After parking the car, everyone ran towards the solemn and grand temple in high spirits. Every time the group of ten arrived at a temple, they would enter the pious Buddha's Burning Incense, and after coming out, they would take photos in the temple square, including solo photos, group photos, group photos, and group photos. Even the usually unapproachable Zhang Song would join in, sometimes taking pictures with this person, sometimes with that person, sometimes with them.

After about an hour, or two hours, they finally arrived beside the famous money tree in the Nine Flower Mountain. Looking at such a large and thick money tree, one could see that it had existed for at least a hundred years. Perhaps even longer, its strong trunk, lush foliage, and towering ancient trees showed that it had a long history. If a person held hands and walked around the tree, it would take at least three adults to encircle the tree. According to the ancient legend, as long as one hugged the money tree, one could prosper and their wealth would surge. Zhang Song's group of ten people rushed forward one after another to carry this money tree that had been standing for who knows how many years.

Finally, after a series of twists and turns, everyone finally arrived at the main hall. "If one were to look from the top to the bottom of the plane, the Nine Flower Mountain looked like a huge cave hole. The ground floor was filled with a heaven and earth that no one could imagine, a majestic, blood-red temple was erected one after another in the depths of the earth, surrounded by mountains, birds, and a solemn and auspicious scene.

The building of the Holy Hall was exquisite and solemn. Two huge statues of generals holding long halberds stood at both sides of the entrance, looking majestic and inviolable.

On both sides of the temple, pavilions and pavilions continued to be erected one after another. This palace was hidden deep within a mountain range that couldn't be seen with the naked eye.

Zhang Song looked at the solemn temple. He couldn't help but sigh. What kind of power could have allowed the ancient people to complete such a grand project?

A massive body that was several dozen meters long agilely descended from the top of the steps to the center of the palace. With a single glance, Zhang Song could faintly make out three large words written on a plaque in the great hall — — Great Hall of Magnificence!

Under everyone's impatience, they excitedly rushed into the holy palace. Within the palace, all kinds of legendary Buddhist disciples were placed around the palace in an orderly fashion. Many Buddhist disciples had surrounded the massive Shakyamuni in the center of the palace. That Shakyamuni seemed to be over ten meters tall. His peaceful expression and faint smile gave off a kind of soul-shaking feeling, causing one to be unable to help but feel a sense of solemnity.

Under the lead of Zhang Song and his second uncle, all the buddhist statues in the palace bowed to them one by one. However, the crowd did not pay much attention to them, if one were to look carefully, once Zhang Song finished worshipping the huge statue of Shakyamuni, the eyes of the giant statue started to tear up, and then condensed into tears that flowed down. However, all of this was not discovered by the crowd, they were still looking at the buddha.

"Look, this Buddha statue is crying. This Buddha statue is actually crying." As everyone continued to pay their respects, the meticulous park visitors noticed this unusual phenomenon. How could the statue be crying? The weather was sunny outside and the palace didn't leak any water, but the statue was actually crying. No one present could explain this.

After the exclamation of a tourist, all the tourists in the hall gathered in front of the Buddha statue. Zhang Song and the others were no exception, all of them stared at the Buddha statue in unison. Yes, the clear tear stains were still on the Buddha statue's face.

"How strange, even the Buddha can shed tears."

"The Buddha is crying. Does that mean something bad is about to happen?" Some of the more meticulous tourists voiced their doubts.

"Who knows, but it's very abnormal."

"It's hard to say." Everyone was talking at once, and everyone had their own opinions.

Zhang Song stared at the Buddha statue that was covered in tears, but his heart was in deep thought. Seeing that they were unable to explain this, the park visitors all left. Zhang Song suddenly came back to his senses under his sister's slapping. He stopped thinking and followed his sister and the others around the remaining Buddha statues to pay his respects.

In the end, they worshipped all the Buddha statues in the palace without missing a single one. Just as he was about to leave, he heard other tourists say that this hall was dedicated to the real body of the monk who passed away hundreds of years ago. Everyone was curious and wanted to see the real body of the high monk. They looked around the palace but did not find anything, inside the palace, besides the statue of Buddha, there was only a miniscule version of the pavilion in the northwest corner, the pavilion was really very small, perhaps it was also the smallest pavilion they have seen in history, the pavilion just happened to hold a jar, no one was surprised or confused, could it be that the high monk's real body was in this jar?

For the first time since they had set foot on the Nine Flowers Mountain, everyone was shocked by the workmanship of the building. Everyone worshiped with a pious heart, but why did the Buddha cry? Did someone do it on purpose? Was there something behind this unusual appearance? What else would Zhang Song and the others encounter?