Almost all the people who walked into this afterlife Buddhist temple were young women, and almost no men were seen.
The Buddha Hall of the Afterlife enshrines the two Bodhisattvas Manjusri and Samantabhadra. Those who come here to ask for fortune-telling and make wishes are basically asking for marriage.
Yun Qiyou is very interested in marriage. After all, she is also a woman.
He respectfully promised to stay with Ye Xiaochuan for a long time. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not safe. He picked up the bamboo tube in front of him and shook it a dozen times with his eyes closed. A bamboo stick fell out of the bamboo tube.
Fall in front of you.
She picked up the bamboo stick and there was only a number written on it.
"One hundred and ninety-three."
He stood up and turned around to see a yellow patch on the side of the door of the Afterlife Buddhist Hall. An old monk who looked to be in his seventies or eighties was explaining the fortunes to several young girls. After listening, those few
The young girls all left happily. It seemed that the lot they drew was good.
Yun Qiyou hesitated for a long time. It wasn't until Zhike Monk reminded her twice that she came to her senses and walked up to the old monk who interpreted the bamboo stick with the bamboo stick.
The old monk who read the signature glanced at Yun Qiyou, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to see that the beautiful woman in white in front of him was very different from other pilgrims. The cold and earthy temperament on her body showed that this woman
Definitely not an ordinary mortal, he should be a cultivator with extremely high cultivation level.
The old monk clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said: "Female donor, if you need to interpret the lot, please show the bamboo stick in your hand to the poor monk."
Yun Qiyou handed over the bamboo stick and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Master."
The old monk said: "I wonder what the female donor wants?"
Yun Qiyou said: "Marriage."
The old monk nodded gently, and then glanced at the signature number on it. Suddenly, her eyes changed again, and the corners of her mouth twitched several times in succession.
Yun Qiyou's heart slowly sank when he saw the old monk's expression.
Seeing that the old monk was silent for a long time, she said: "Master, this little girl doesn't believe in heaven, and she doesn't ask about ghosts and gods. This time she is just out of curiosity. If you have anything to say, master, you might as well say it directly."
The old monk did not turn over the thick book on the signatures on the table in front of him. He just looked at the signature numbers and then at Yun Qiyou.
After repeating it several times, the old monk said: "Amitabha, if this poor monk guessed correctly, the donor is Fairy Ling Bing Yun Qiyou."
Yun Qiyou was stunned. This old monk had obviously never seen him before. Before going up the mountain, he also put the swords Xuan Shuang and Zhan Chen into the Qiankun bag.
The old monk recognized his identity after just a few glances at the signature, which surprised Yun Qiyou.
She said: "Master has a keen eye, I don't know how he can tell my identity from a lot." The old monk was silent for a while, and then said: "The lot No. 193 you drew is quite special.
The poor monk has been interpreting lots here for three hundred years, and the numbers he has interpreted are no less than one million. This is the second person the poor monk has met who won this lottery. The benefactor has an outstanding appearance and refined temperament. The poor monk thinks about it.
go
, there is only Fairy Yun from Cangyun Sect."
Yun Qiyou was still puzzled. The old monk was silent for a moment, and then said: "Monks don't lie. This lot is the fateful lot. The inscription is: three lives of suffering in reincarnation, seven lives without suffering."
The road to life. The beginning ends and ends, the end begins and ends. The poor monk heard more than ten years ago that the two swords that cut the dust and have no edge were born one after another. They are
In the hands of Donor Yun and Donor Ye, you should also know that you two are the last incarnations of the seven generations of enemies of the Double Sword. This is the disaster you are destined for. So the poor monk guessed the identity of Donor Yun."
Yun Qiyou's body swayed, and he couldn't help but hold the table in front of him with his palms. He bit his lower lip gently, and a trace of pain slipped through his eyes.
Seeing this, the old monk said: "Donor Yun, why are you so sad? Donor, you also said just now that you don't believe in heaven, and you don't ask about ghosts and gods. You are just curious and entertained. You can take these words of the poor monk as
Just don’t hear it. After all, the signature is dead, but the person is alive.”
Yun Qiyou took a deep breath, said nothing, turned around and prepared to leave.
The old monk said: "Donor Yun, please stay."
Yun Qiyou said: "Is there any worse news?"
The old monk shook his head and stood up and said: "Donor Yun is full of doubts and confused. He must have encountered a problem. Why not stay in the small temple for a few more days. The abbot of the small temple, Zen Master Wuhui, is proficient in Buddhism and also knows something about the curse of seven generations of enemies.
, maybe it can be helpful to Donor Yun.”
Yun Qiyou was startled. She came to Mount Wutai almost with a black eye. She only knew that it was related to her Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, and that Mount Wutai was the starting point of seven generations of enemies.
At this moment, she gradually understood that she came to Wutai Mountain just to find Master Wuhui.
She thought for a while and said: "I heard that Master Wuhui has been practicing in seclusion for many years. I wonder if the junior's abruptness will disturb the master's practice."
The old monk smiled and shook his head, saying: "Senior Brother Wuhui is on the mountain right now. You can come with me."
Yun Qiyou followed the old monk and continued walking to the back of the Afterlife Buddhist Hall, and soon turned onto a path that extended upwards, leading to the top of the mountain.
On the way, Yun Qiyou said: "Juniors are rude and don't know the name of the master."
The old monk said: "The poor monk has no fear of the Dharma's name."
Yun Qiyou stopped suddenly, looked at the old monk's stooped back in surprise, and said in a voiceless voice: "No fear? Could it be that the master was the one who defeated Kasyapa in Buddhism at the Sumeru Mountain Debate Conference more than a hundred years ago?"
Master Wuwei, the most eminent Buddhist monk in Tantric Buddhism among the four great monks in the temple?" The old monk chuckled and said, "This makes Almsgiver Yun laugh. Buddhist principles vary from person to person, and the Buddhist principles understood by the poor monk are not the truth. Everyone,
Every day, the understanding of Buddhist principles is different. How dare the poor monk be called the first? When it comes to the understanding of Buddhist principles, Brother Wuhui is far better than the poor monk. The poor monk
Just an ordinary fortune-telling monk in Qingliang Temple."
Yun Qiyou was really surprised.
This humble-looking old monk who interprets fortune-telling turns out to be a fearless monk!
When she was a child, she heard her master mention this person's name.
Every once in a while, Buddhism will hold a sutra debate conference, also known as the Wu Zha Conference, where eminent monks from all walks of life gather together to discuss Buddhist principles.
More than a hundred years ago, at the Uncensored Conference on Mount Sumeru, the fearless master of Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai defeated the four great monks of Kasyapa Temple with an iron mouth.
Yun Qiyou never imagined that this eminent and eminent monk, who was famous all over the world, would interpret the signatures for pilgrims going up the mountain every day.
No wonder he could recognize his identity at a glance just by looking at the signature.
In terms of cultivation, Master Wuhui has not yet reached the realm of gods and humans. He is only at the peak of Lingji, which is far inferior to the cultivation of the four great monks of Kasyapa Temple.
But when it comes to his understanding of Buddhist Zen, he is definitely one of the few eminent monks in the world. After learning the identity of Master Wuwei, Yun Qiyou immediately bowed his hands and said: "It turns out that he is the master and the god Wuwei."
Monk, I would like to ask Master’s forgiveness for my previous rudeness.”