Four hundred and thirtieth chapters do not seek afterlife
The woman in white who bows down Yingying also has the phrase "meeting the benefactor".
The sword in Wei Yuan's hand stopped abruptly and did not strike out. The other party was so sincere that he almost doubted whether it was really his experience in a certain past life.
The person involved is already so confused, let alone the bystanders.
After the barrage comments on the Internet solidified for a moment, they began to explode in an unprecedented way.
"Fuck, benefactor, Xu Xian?"
"That pretty boy?"
"The number one soft-boiled man in China?!"
"Nonsense, he's obviously a warrior!"
"I'm not convinced. I don't understand where I lost, brothers."
A barrage of comments flashed across the Internet.
It almost blew up the screen.
However, there are many calm people who quickly judged: "No, if it is Xu Xian, then Bai Suzhen should call him an official, not a benefactor. This should be another benefactor. It has not been said that Bai Suzhen only has
Xu Xian is a benefactor..."
"Hiss... Could it be that this is the difference between a great kindness and great kindness that you can't repay, so a little girl pledges your body to him; and a great kindness and great kindness that you can't repay, so you can repay it with a ring made of grass in the next life?"
There is a lot of excitement on the Internet, but in reality it is quite quiet.
The scene where the white snake turned into a dragon just now was extremely powerful, and at this moment, there is still a vague instinctive fear lingering in his heart. If you look at it from this perspective, it seems that Xu Xian is not that unbearable if he can resist such pressure.
Yuanjue converged the Buddha's light and landed on Weiyuan's side.
White Snake looked at the monk with his eyes raised, with a hint of resentment in his brows.
Wei Yuan felt that his mind was in chaos now. He rubbed his brows and noticed the sight of bystanders and some courageous brave men who took out their mobile phones tremblingly. He waved his hands and said: "Let's go to the side and talk...
…”
The voice paused and said: "I have many things I want to ask you."
Bai She, who had been quite rude to Yuan Jue before, had a peaceful brow and nodded.
Then the white long sleeves flicked, and the clouds dispersed. When the clouds dispersed, there were no longer the three people here, and the heavy dark clouds covering a radius of hundreds of miles also slowly dispersed, and the sun streamed down from the gaps in the dark clouds.
, falling on the Jinshan Temple, there is an almost solemn and sacred feeling.
"God, god...?"
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After a while.
After the conversation between White Snake and Yuan Jue, Wei Yuan probably understood what happened in the past.
He rubbed his eyebrows: "So, when I was in the Song Dynasty, I was a big thief."
Fahai must nod.
Wei Yuan looked at Bai Suzhen: "I saved your husband?"
The woman in white nodded.
Wei Yuan finally concluded:
"Then when the water flooded Jinshan Mountain, I died trying to save the people?"
"You were suppressed under Jinshan Temple."
"Fahai, that is, Yuanjue, in your previous life, you exhausted your cultivation and passed away..."
Wei Yuan fell into silence. Just hearing this, he almost felt like he was in trouble, and he shouldn't be. Besides, the thief... He looked at the monk, somewhat curiously and said:
"Yuanjue, you said I'm a big thief. What did I steal?"
Yuanjue clasped his hands together and replied: "It's not stealing, it's stealing, and it's taken openly and honestly."
"As for what to steal?"
When he mentioned the past events just now, he didn't mention the red dress. He thought about it for a while.
In the spiritual platform, my past life reminded me: "Remember, don't be reckless."
"No more directness."
"Understand, this poor monk has taken Chinese language classes in this life and understands the beauty of implicit language modification."
So Yuanjue calmed himself and replied:
"Master Wei, you stole a woman's heart."
???
Wei Yuan was stunned at first. In his previous life, he was such a heinous and heart-rending thief?
Then I realized the meaning of enlightenment.
When I heard the word "thief", I couldn't help but gasp, and my forehead jumped:
"The Flower Picker?!"
Or is he the kind of high-end player who plays with emotions?
Should I just turn myself in?
Yuan Jue was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Wei Yuan's face almost choked with fright, he quickly comforted him in a wide voice: "Don't worry, don't worry, Master Wei, although you were a free and easy man in your previous life, you didn't have much obsession with women.
Remember, coupled with the fact that he died young and young, Yuanyang is still here, so his cultivation can be the best among his generation."
Wei Yuan: “…………”
Thank you for comforting me.
I wanted to smile and nod.
But why, I feel an inexplicable feeling of not being able to laugh.
The corner of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched, and when he saw the woman in white next to her pursed her lips as if to suppress a smile, he sighed and rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't know when he could resist this level of social death.
.
It's like...
Having seen large fireworks, of course I can’t stand the tiny ones.
After seeing the mild spiciness of Sichuan, I can’t appreciate the extra spiciness of Northern Europe.
No, when has this level of social death ever occurred?
Why don't I remember?
Wei Yuan began to think about the past.
Yuan Jue looked at White Snake and said: "... back then you flooded the Jinshan Mountains. Although you stopped in time, it also brought an undue flood to the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. Therefore, you were ordered to stay in the temple for a thousand years and use your cultivation to feed back.
Jiangnan ground as punishment."
"Now that the thousand-year period has passed, Jiangnan is prosperous, and you have a share of the credit."
"Cause and effect between you and me..."
The woman in white interrupted him and said, "Our cause and effect is far from over!"
Her pupils faintly turned into golden vertical pupils, and the surrounding aura was cold and cold.
Yuan Jue frowned and said softly: "Back then, if you were willing to live in seclusion with Xu Xian, the poor monk would not have interfered much, but you caused a flood, flooding the golden mountain, and almost causing the loss of life, so the poor monk took action against you, and now you still
Do you want to keep pestering me?"
The woman in white gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "That's nice to say. The message you left behind only said that you had taken my husband away and that he was a demon so that he could take care of himself. The house was in a mess. If there were thieves and robbers, how could I believe you now?"
if?"
Yuanjue frowned and slowly relaxed his eyebrows.
The problem that I had been vaguely aware of before finally emerged.
The thousand-year-old white snake is just a dragon. How can it be possible for water to flood the golden mountain?
And he left a message. Based on Bai Suzhen's previous character, it doesn't seem like she would be a demon who would just ignore everything and cause a huge flood. I see, there is someone in the middle who is causing trouble...
Yuanjue sighed and said, "Everything the poor monk said is true."
"If you don't believe it."
"You can recall that when you went to Jinshan Temple that day, Xu Xian was treated unfairly, but it was because your evil spirit remained in his body. The poor monk used Buddhist methods to resolve it, but you were not at home at the time, so you stayed
Oral message."
The voice paused, the monk raised his eyes, his eyes were quiet, and he said calmly:
"Besides, even with your Taoism back then, you were still no match for a poor monk."
"If Xu Xian was really raped and entered the temple, how could the house be left in a mess?"
Even Wei Yuan couldn't help but say something in his heart. This sentence was really domineering and calm.
White Snake was stunned.
All kinds of things from the past come to mind.
Most everything in this world cannot escape the temptation of our hearts, thoughts, and emotions.
In the final analysis, it's just a matter of care and confusion.
Because I care, I dare not bet on even the slightest possibility.
Yuanjue clasped his hands together and softened his tone:
"It seems that you and I have been deliberately guided by a third party about what happened back then. It is rare that we still have this life. We should find out the truth. What happened back then can be known to you and me. White Snake, you are already waiting under the Jinshan Temple.
It’s been almost a thousand years, so you won’t be unable to wait for this short period of time, right?”
The woman in white was silent for a long time and nodded: "Yes."
Yuan Jue said: "However, after all, you are a great demon with two thousand years of Taoism. You still need to inform the special operations team about the matter and go find the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, the master of the guard hall... Do you want to call in advance?
A phone number?”
The monk looked at Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan had already taken out his cell phone, but after pondering for a moment, he silently put it back.
"Let's go straight up the mountain."
Wei Yuan said seriously: "This will catch him off guard."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid that Fellow Daoist Zhang will simply disappear."
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White Snake, who had just escaped from trouble, was completely unable to understand the true meaning of this sentence.
However, Yuan Jue pondered deeply and nodded clearly, clearly recognizing the foresight of the Master of the Guard Hall, and then said: "Master of the Guard Hall, please wait for me for a moment. There is still an issue that the poor monk cannot resolve when he goes up the mountain."
He clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name, and turned around to walk towards Jinshan Temple.
At this moment, many monks from Jinshan Temple had been waiting in front of the Patriarch Hall. They had seen the fight between White Snake and Yuanjue before, and they felt like the world was shaking, their minds were shaken, and they completely lost their ability to think. But now they see it.
When Yuanjue, who had climbed up to the sky before, came up with a monk's bowl in one hand and a Buddhist bead in the other, the monks suddenly woke up.
The old abbot stepped forward to greet him, but Yuan Jue reached out and held him down.
He said: "The poor monk Yuanjue came here to return the cause and effect."
The old abbot didn't understand yet, but he saw the monk raised his hand and sent it away. The monk's bowl in his hand flew back to the table where he was worshiping. Then he threw the Buddhist beads in his hand and they also fell down. These two thousand-year-old Buddhas were also thrown down.
Bao didn't care at all, and then Yuanjue looked at the withered yellow portrait of the ancestor with a smile on his face.
He raised his hand and put it between his eyebrows, and with a little force, he seemed to pull something out. The monks saw clearly that he actually pulled out another monk from the spiritual platform. Judging from his appearance, he was exactly the same as the founder Pei Tutuo in the portrait.
Everyone was shocked, speechless and speechless.
It’s different from Wei Yuan’s Immortal Flower.
When ordinary heroes are reincarnated, the next life will inevitably be dominated by the previous life.
And the true cultivation of Buddhism...
Don’t ask for the next life, don’t ask for the past life.
Self-sufficient in nature.
Yuanjue looked at me in the past life, and Fahai looked at me in the future life. The two monks put their hands together and bowed slightly, with smiles on their faces. Then Yuanjue just flicked his sleeves, and Fahai's true spirit flew into the portrait, accompanied by the sound of "Buddha"
The bell, calmly chanting the Buddha's name, slowly dispersed.
The abbot was shocked and speechless.
In Yuanjue's mind, the memory still exists.
After sighing for a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the relics of his previous life stored on the top floor of the pagoda, and said with a smile:
"Hey, it's him!"
Fu pointed at the portrait again: "You are you!"
He raised his hand and slapped his forehead, laughing and saying, "I am me!"
Turn around and leave, chanting loudly:
"Go and have a rest! Go and have a rest!"
"A monk only needs to be a monk in this life."
When the abbot heard the thunderous sermon, his heart trembled. He originally wanted to call the Patriarch, but he felt it was inappropriate, so he just shouted loudly: "Master Yuanjue, Master Yuanjue?!"
The tall monk turned around and asked with a smile:
"Perfect Enlightenment is here, where is the Master?"
‘Enlightenment’ is the original self.
‘Master’ is who others see me as.
Perfect Enlightenment is here, but where is I in your eyes?
The abbot was speechless and finally speechless. The monk laughed three times and left.
Many monks asked bitterly: "I wonder where you are at this moment?"
Yuanjue didn't look back, and walked out of the Patriarch's Hall, and then out of the main hall, with a simple monk's robe revealing the sunshine, looking at the young man in the distance who seemed to be admiring the scenery, and nodded with a gentle expression, and then looked at the monks beside him.
Then he replied:
"Amitabha."
He put his hands together and smiled:
"A poor monk is just a sweeper and a cook under the main door of the guard hall..."
PS: Today’s first update…………
It seems that some readers have doubts about the previous trial. That trial can actually be regarded as an experience in a parallel world. The return of the true spirit at this moment is equivalent to experiencing the whole life again, and the memories and experiences are all real.
My work and rest routine were immediately brought back to normal... Sigh, I don’t know what time it is today.