Yun Qiyou has never heard of the names of these four people. It seems that the four of them have never appeared in this world.
But for the six people behind them, Qi Dake, Liang Yin, Bai Wenshan, Dugu Qin, Situ Feng, and Su Qinglian, Yun Qiyou had learned their names from Ye Xiaochuan as early as ten years ago.
He is the master of the fourth, fifth and sixth swords of Wu Feng and Zhan Chen.
Yun Qiyou looked at the haggard old nun in front of him in astonishment. It seemed that Kuang Yueming, Lu Ten years, Zhou Xuance, and Baong Baoyu in front of him were the masters of the second and third twin swords.
Even Situ Feng didn't know the names of the second and third masters of the Double Swords, but he actually learned their names in this shabby little nunnery with only two people in the wild mountains.
It took a while for Yun Qiyou to come back to his senses, and took a deep breath to suppress the violent emotional fluctuations in his heart.
She slowly said: "Who are the seniors? Why do you know the names of these people?" The old nun said: "The poor Nifa is just a person from outside the world. As for the names of these seniors... despite the age
After a long time, some people still remember them, and there are still some stories about them passed down. Three lives and seven lives of enemies, nine thousand nine hundred reincarnations, about
The legend of seven generations of lovers has finally come to an end." Yun Qiyou suddenly no longer underestimated this old nun. She felt that this old nun's cultivation level was not very high. She might not lose to her in a fight, but
, but what this old nun said gave her a mysterious feeling, and she subconsciously thought that this old nun with the Buddhist name Yi Nian was a
A well-informed and knowledgeable person.
The little nun didn't know how many times she hit the bell, but she finally stopped moving.
She held a shabby yellow futon from the side and placed it in front of Yun Qiyou, saying: "Fairy Yun, please sit down."
Yun Qiyou glanced at her, nodded slightly, said, "Thank you very much," and then sat down on the futon.
Then she said to Yi Nian, an old nun: "Senior, I don't know how much you know about the seven generations of grudges. Can you tell this junior?"
The old nun shook his head gently and did not answer. Instead, he asked: "Donor Yun, do you know why this place is called Shuiyue Temple?"
Yun Qiyou was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that Yi Nian Lao Ni would ask such a question.
She thought for a while and then said: "I guess it may have something to do with the river flowing at the foot of the mountain. Just before going up the mountain, I stood in front of the nunnery and looked at the river, which was winding and flowing like a crescent moon.
"
After thinking about it, the old nun said: "No, that's not the name of this nunnery. The first patriarch of this nunnery was Zen Master Shuiyue. It has been around for almost ten thousand years."
Yun Qiyou's brows slowly wrinkled, thinking that this old nun was playing tricks on her. How could she know about Zen Master Shuiyue from ten thousand years ago?
As soon as the old nun saw Yun Qiyou's unhappy expression, he continued: "Zen Master Shuiyue is not famous, and very few people in the world know her name. However, you must have heard of her name before she became a monk."
Yun Qiyou said: "I wonder what the real name of Zen Master Shuiyue is?"
After thinking about it, the old nun said word by word: "Her surname is Zhu. As for her name, Pian Ni, there is no need to say more, right?"
Yun Qiyou suddenly took a breath of cold air, his face changed slightly, and said: "Zhu? Was it Zhu Xiaomei of the Shushan Sword Sect back then?"
The old nun didn't say anything for a moment, but Yun Qiyou could tell from her expression that he was not wrong.
In that battle, the Shushan Sword Sect, which had been glorious for nearly 20,000 years, disappeared into thin air. After that battle, Zhu Xiaomei also completely disappeared.
Some people say that Zhu Xiaomei has died in Samsara Peak. Others say that Zhu Xiaomei is not dead in fact, but was rescued by an expert. Later, she saw through the world of mortals and became a nun.
The legend is true! Zhu Xiaomei actually built such a nunnery near the man she loved.
What surprised Yun Qiyou the most was that after so many years, this nunnery was still there, and the incense had not been discontinued. Yun Qiyou said puzzledly: "As far as I know, Zhu Xiaomei and Lu Jiaoseng are...
Wu Feng and Zhan Chen are the first generation masters and the beginning of the seven-generation feud. Back then, Lu Jiao Monk deeply hurt Zhu Xiaomei for the Xumi chapter of the sixth volume of the Heavenly Book. Even the destruction of the Shushan Sword Sect was also related to Lu Jiao Monk.
directly related to
Department. I thought that Zhu Xiaomei must hate Monk Lu Jiao very much in her heart, but I didn’t expect..."
Yi Nian, the old nun, said: "I didn't expect that Miss A'Zhu would spend the rest of her life here?"
Yun Qiyou nodded.
It is said that since Zhu Xiaomei has such overwhelming hatred in her heart, she will either kill Monk Lu to avenge her fellow disciples in Shu Mountain, or she will hide to the ends of the earth and never see this heartless man.
However, Zhu Xiaomei settled down next to Lu Jiaoseng. This is unreasonable.
As soon as he thought about it, the old nun sighed softly and said: "What a bad fate, what a bad fate. Who can explain the feelings between men and women clearly."
In the next two hours, Yun Qiyou learned more about the dust-laden past events of Zhu Xiaomei and Lu Jiaoseng from the mouth of Yi Nian.
After that battle, Monk Lujiao had a profound enlightenment. When he returned to Wutai Mountain, he kept meditating and worshiping Buddha at the Bodhi tree in the back mountain. The reason why Zhu Xiaomei did not die was actually saved by Monk Lujiao.
One of the two people was under the Bodhi tree, and the other was on the mountainside a few miles away. They looked at each other from a distance every day, but did not say a word.
This scene of looking at each other without speaking lasted for a hundred years.
Until one day, the bell of Shuiyue An was not ringing as usual. Monk Lujiao walked into Shuiyue An for the first time, only to see a cold corpse.
Monk Lujiao held Zhu Xiaomei's body and cried bitterly for seven days and seven nights. After Zhu Xiaomei's body was cremated, he left and went to the front mountain of Ye Doufeng to rebuild Qingliang Temple.
Ever since Yun Qiyou learned the truth about how Lu Jiaoseng approached Zhu Xiaomei from Master Wuhui, he has always hated this heartless person. Even if Lu Jiaoseng later spent his whole life to repay this love debt, it still could not be eliminated.
Yun Qiyou's attitude towards him.
At this moment, after hearing Monk Lu holding Zhu Xiaomei's body and crying bitterly for seven days and seven nights, Yun Qihu was speechless.
In a relationship, who is right and who is wrong?
The little nun next to her was bursting into tears at this moment. It seemed that after hearing such a sad and beautiful story, she felt more deeply than Yun Qiyou, the person involved in the Seventh Generation of Revenge.
Yun Qiyou couldn't help but look at the little nun a few more times. She couldn't figure it out. Aren't Buddhist disciples the most important in cultivating the mind? Don't they pay attention to the purity of the six roots and the four major precepts? Why is this little nun so unsteady? Yun Qiyou is so light.
Shaking his head slightly, with the sentimental nature of this young nun who practices Buddhism, there is no hope of becoming a monk in this life. It is estimated that in a few years, he will leave here and plunge into the prosperous world of mortals to find his true destiny.
