Chapter 1229 Third Master Ye, as the name suggests
Chapter 1229 Mr. Ye, as the name suggests
Chu Yue looked suddenly, her beautiful eyes looking directly into the old man's eyes.
Yes--
She never cared about how many evil people she had killed or how much blood she had on her hands.
All she cares about is that people like her grandmother and Mu Qinghuang, who have been upright and upright in their lives, are alienated from her past crimes.
And this is her obsession!
Chu Yue breathed a sigh of relief as if she was relieved, and bowed to the old man: "Senior's words awakened the dreamer. I am very grateful to this junior."
"It's just a matter of bystanders."
The old man sighed softly and looked at the wind blowing leaves in the distance: "It can wake others up, but it can't wake up myself."
That's why she trapped herself in this corner of the world. Just because her abilities were limited, she placed her hope in the Buddha. Just because she had committed murder in vain in the past, so she chanted sutras and prayed every day in the important place of Buddhism.
Wearing a hundred-pin robe, she could not bear the suffering of all sentient beings, and she also prayed for some meager blessings for her daughter, who had no news of her.
"Little girl, I am very destined to be you. Can we meet at Qingshui Lake tomorrow at Yinshi?" the old man asked.
Tomorrow is senior sister Leng Qingshuang's wedding, and Chu Yue will definitely be there.
However, it was still dark at Yin time, so Chu Yue had time to come to Qingshui Lake.
Regardless of anything else, she enjoyed talking to the old man.
Every word and every word can give her guidance.
"I hope to see you again," Chu Yue said, cupping her fists.
The old man smiled and said, "If you hadn't left this world behind and had a husband in your heart, I would have let you practice in Qingyin Temple."
When the old man spoke, he looked at the little fox intentionally or unintentionally.
The little fox was immediately furious. After all, after entering Qingyin Temple, his road to marrying a wife would probably be even longer.
Chu Yue lowered her head and looked at the little fox, then looked at the old man. She was suddenly surprised and felt that nothing in the world could escape the old man's discerning eyes.
"I wonder what your senior's title is?"
Chu Yue asked sincerely.
"You and I are destined to know each other. If we are destined to know each other, it will be empty talk." The old man said.
"Yes." Chu Yue smiled in relief.
At this moment, the sound of fighting appeared in the northern city.
In mid-air, animal spirits were hovering.
Chu Yue looked up at the sky, her pupils narrowed slightly.
Those opportunities for the beast spirits to release their fighting state belong to Xiao Li and the others.
In other words, something happened in Beijing City!
Chu Yue clenched her hands into fists, wearing a red dress that was not blowing in the wind. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent, spreading like a blazing flame. The contrast with this pure Buddhist land was sharp and strong!
Now in Beijing City, apart from Zhan Zhan Academy's results in the top ten competitions and Qingyin Temple's grandmother, the marriage between Leng Qingshuang and Yan Nanji is what she cares about the most.
It doesn't matter how difficult her life is or how dangerous her martial arts is. As long as the people around her are safe and happy, everyone will be happy!
Chu Yue's breathing began to quicken, her eyes were frighteningly red, and she looked in the direction of Northern City like a man-eating beast.
"Little girl, maybe it's time for you to deal with your own affairs."
The old man said so.
Chu Yue nodded, clasped her fists in her hands, nodded and said, "If nothing else happens, we will meet our seniors at Qingshui Lake tomorrow at Yin time."
Immediately, Chu Yue planted the soles of her feet on the ground, flew up, leaped like a swallow across the Qingshui Lake, stepped on a few willow trees, and stormed back to the Northern City at an extremely fast speed.
The old man stood by the lake, looking at the girl's retreating back, rolling the beads in his hand slowly, thinking that the red string in the girl's hand was a gift from her back then, he couldn't help but smile gently.
She clearly remembered the person who received the red rope she gave away, but she didn't expect that it would go around and end up on this child's body.
And given the identity of this child, he doesn't have gold drums, fine food, fine clothes, or any expensive jewelry, but he only wears this worthless safety cord.
Therefore, the old man thought of another girl who was full of jewels and flowers and loved gilded clothes...
The old man shook his head and looked at the scenery outside the lake again. At the end of his field of vision, Chu Yue was no longer there.
The old man said to himself: "Master Ye, he is exactly as his name suggests."
With just one glance, she knew that the girl by the lake was the famous Ye Chuyue.
They have long heard about the Mu Mansion in Beizhou, and the father and son are particularly fond of this girl.
Now it seems that Ye Chuyue is not only destined to Beizhou Mu Mansion, but also to her, the dying Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.
At this time, a young monk from Qingyin Temple came over, put his hands together and saluted, and said respectfully: "Master Huaiqing, the two female donors have been waiting for you all day. They have been like this for the past two days.
, His heart is sincere, master, really don’t go and meet him?”
"Let them go back and tell them that mundane things should not tarnish the purity of the land beyond."