As he spoke, he walked inside, entered the living room, then went straight to the bedroom, and came to the desk in front of the window.
This bedroom is simply and quietly decorated, showing that its owner is decent.
Chu Li picked up a string of Buddhist beads on the xuan table, thoughtfully.
After a while, he turned around and looked at monks Xinji and Huiguang who came in, and sighed.
"Speak!" Monk Huiguang said hurriedly: "What did you see?"
Chu Li gently shook the beads.
The purple light of the Buddha beads is faint, and you can tell at a glance that it is not a common thing. It exudes the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life and makes you feel peaceful when you look at it. It must be the eternal influence of the eminent monks who have been with you for this effect.
"This Buddhist beads belongs to Brother Huicheng, is there any problem?" Monk Huiguang asked.
Chu Li said: "It was given to Master Huicheng by a woman...Master Huicheng has passed away."
"Impossible!" Monk Huiguang said: "The ultimatum is not broken!"
Xinji nodded gently.
Chu Li frowned and said, "That was just a short time ago."
Monk Huiguang said solemnly: "Dingru, don't talk nonsense."
As he was talking, footsteps sounded, and a young novice monk came outside and whispered: "Abbot Qi, Master Huicheng's ultimatum has been broken."
"Yeah." Xinji nodded slowly.
He pronounced the Buddha's name calmly: "I didn't expect Huicheng to pass away like this."
Monk Huiguang asked hurriedly: "Could it be that he was caught up and then came back without a face to see the host?"
Chu Li remained silent.
He saw the past from this string of beads, which was handed over to Monk Huicheng by a graceful and elegant woman. However, this woman and Monk Huicheng were old acquaintances and were lovers in their youth. It was just a trick of fate. In the end,
They were separated, one went to Da Ci'en Temple and the other to Fenglie Island.
This string of Buddhist beads is a precious Buddhist treasure that the woman spent all her efforts to find. It can calm the mind and calm the spirit, and is helpful for understanding the Buddha Dharma. It was given to Huicheng to practice and become the top master.
However, Monk Huicheng stole the secret book of Fuhu Seal for this woman. The secret book of Fuhu Seal is what Fenglie Island has always longed for. As long as he can get it, he will be able to pass on Fenglie Island's supreme secret skill of spring breeze and transforming rain.
He stole the secret book of Fuhu Seal in order to give this woman the magical power of spring breeze and rain.
This is the only thing he saw in the past, but he concluded that Monk Huicheng was dead because of his supernatural power.
The magical power of Tongtianchedi cannot sense the existence of Monk Huicheng, or he is isolated from the induction, or he is dead. However, he can know the isolation induction, so he can be sure that Monk Huicheng is dead.
"Amitabha..." Xinji slowly announced the Buddha's name, his silver eyebrows twitching.
The sound of footsteps hurriedly sounded, and then eight old monks in yellow robes appeared in front of Xinji, occupying Monk Huicheng's bedroom.
It was as if they were standing there originally, but suddenly appeared.
"Abbot." They saluted in unison.
Xinji slowly said: "Huicheng has passed away. Let the monks in the temple perform a ritual to transcend him and enter the Western Paradise."
"Yes!" The eight old monks in yellow robes lowered their heads and slowly disappeared into the void.
"Thank you, Abbot!" Monk Huiguang saluted in unison.
Xinji sighed: "After all, he is a disciple of our Daci'en Temple. Although he was confused for a moment, we can't just watch his previous efforts go to waste. It's so good!"
Without the salvation of the monks, Huicheng's soul would not be able to enter the Western Paradise, and the Dharma practiced in this life would be in vain. Once he enters the Western Paradise, he can continue to practice and hope to become a Buddha.
Monk Huiguang looked at Chu Li: "Dingru, can you find the Fuhu Seal?"
Chu Li said to Xinji: "Abbott Abbot, if Fuhu Seal is passed on to others, what will be the consequences?"
"The Fuhu Seal attaches the most importance to the state of mind, otherwise it will only have its own form and cannot be practiced." Xinji said slowly: "But Fenglie Island has been coveting the Fuhu Seal for a long time, because the Spring Breeze Transforming Rain Jue also attaches great importance to the state of mind, and it is different from Fuhu Seal.
The state of mind of the seal is similar, so it is most suitable to practice the Fuhu Seal, or even complement each other and practice at the same time!"
Chu Li said: "Do we have to recover the Fuhu Seal?"
"We must not let it fall into the hands of Fenglie Island, there will be endless troubles!" Xinji said in a deep voice.
Chu Li said: "Then let's go!"
He picked up the string of Buddhist beads and suddenly disappeared.
Monk Huiguang and Xinji disappeared at the same time, and then four yellow-robed monks disappeared in a flash and followed.
Chu Li and the other three appeared in front of a thatched hut.
The hut is located on the top of a mountain, with an empty valley in front of it and vast peaks beyond.
Behind the hut is a huge rock, which blocks the cold wind coming from the north, making the hut as warm as spring.
Half of the field in front of the house is planted with seeds, and the other half is planted with medicinal herbs. The strong wind blows, but it is blocked by the surrounding fences.
At this time, in the open space in front of the house, a graceful woman in green hugged a gray-robed monk tightly and remained motionless.
"Senior Brother Huicheng!" Monk Hui Guang hummed.
He recognized at a glance that the monk lying in the arms of the graceful woman was his senior brother Huicheng. He was sitting with his legs crossed, his palms clasped together, his eyes closed, and his expression was peaceful, while the graceful woman hugging him tightly lowered her head and looked beautiful.
Her hair covered her face, and her body was trembling slightly.
"Amitabha——!" Xinji proclaimed the Buddha's name.
Chu Li sighed and said nothing.
It was a sad relationship, but Master Huicheng still fell into this situation, but he couldn't pass the test in his heart, so he ended up like this. At a glance, he knew that he had killed himself and wanted to die to apologize.
"Shut up! Shut up!" Amidst the screams, the graceful woman raised her head sharply, throwing her hair behind her, revealing a beautiful face that was both happy and angry. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her red lips were bitten, which was very touching.
"Amitabha!" Monk Huiguang said solemnly: "This female donor, why did my senior brother die in front of you?"
"It's all you! It's all you who forced him to death!" The graceful woman gritted her teeth and glared at them bitterly.
Being swept by her gaze, Chu Li felt his whole body getting cold. The woman's resentment was too deep.
"Miss Lu, Master Huicheng left because he had no face to face his own heart, right?" Chu Li said with a tithe: "At this point, Miss Lu should have expected it!"
"Shut up, young monk!" Lu Zhu screamed: "If it weren't for you, how could Brother Zhou commit suicide? We have agreed to live in seclusion here, grow old together, and live out our lives peacefully!"
As she spoke, her lips trembled slightly, and her body also trembled with excitement.
Chu Li could feel her pain and despair, and was filled with grief and desire to destroy the world.
He sighed secretly, not knowing what to say.
"Is the Fuhu Seal in the girl's hand?" Monk Huiguang said calmly.
Lu Zhu sneered, with a hint of madness in his expression: "So what if I'm here? So what if I'm not here? Fuhu Seal! Fuhu Seal! Everyone only thinks about Fuhu Seal!"
Monk Huiguang said: "If it is in the girl's hands, please return it to our temple."
"Seeing the death of Brother Zhou, all you think about is Fuhu Seal!" Lu Zhu suddenly chuckled: "What a great Ci'en Temple, so heartless and unjust. Brother Zhou died because of you. It's so unworthy and unjust!"
Monk Huiguang frowned, vaguely feeling something was wrong, and suppressed Lu Zhu's thoughts by directly taking action.