Temple's backyard.
In the small temple house, waves of chanting resounded.
"Thus said the Buddha, there is no fixed law termed Anuttara Samyak Sambodhi, nor is there a fixed law that the Tathagata can proclaim. Why? Because what the Tathagata teaches cannot be grasped, cannot be spoken, is neither a law nor not a law."
As time passed, the abandoned infant left outside the temple, Chen Mu, had grown into a seven or eight-year-old novice monk, wearing a worn-out cassock, kneeling on a meditation cushion, reciting the Buddha Sutra.
"What view should one hold regarding all worldly laws, True Determination?"
Suddenly, an old monk in a cassock walked in from outside the hall, chanting the Buddha's name, and asked towards Chen Mu.
Chen Mu responded: "All worldly laws arising from conditions are like shadows in bubbles, elusive and ever-changing. Hence, all conditioned dharmas are like a dream, a fantasy, a bubble, a shadow, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."
