Chapter 322 Destiny
Gu Zhuo was speechless and thought to himself that you are not illiterate. If you are really illiterate, how could you practice to this point?
The practice of practice has been passed down for thousands of years and has been no longer as wild as Suigua. It has a neat inheritance system and method of entering the Tao. This is destined that the first thing every practitioner should do now is to know literacy.
The real meaning of the existence of Changzhou Academy and other institutions is enlightenment, allowing children to know something about practice, and establish a correct concept of practice so that the sects no longer have to worry about it.
Yu Sheng was born in the thousand-year imperial family and deserved the best education.
Thinking of this, Gu Zhuo suddenly recalled a question and his expression changed slightly.
"Did you remember it?"
Yu Sheng said calmly: "It is indeed not true that illiteracy is, but my cultivation path began on Baidi Mountain. All my teachers are dead, or arrogant dead people. How can I teach these?"
Gu Zhuo was speechless.
This reason is too powerful.
Yu Sheng picked up a new volume of Taoist sect casually, and said calmly: "It is true that I can't understand, but it doesn't matter. I have practiced so far and rely on my intuition."
"Yeah..."
When Gu Zhuo was about to discuss with her, his eyes suddenly looked curious.
Yu Sheng asked, "What's wrong?"
Gu Zhuo subconsciously said, "Isn't this the reason why you have never wanted to accept disciples for a hundred years?"
Yu Sheng put down the scriptures and said nothing.
Gu Zhuo understood.
He silently lowered his head, picked up the book with the warmth of his wife's palm, and began to pretend to be dead.
"Don't ask such questions again next time, okay?"
Yu Sheng's voice was very light, very light: "Or maybe you just want to mock me with this."
Gu Zhuo sincerely apologized.
The sun shines through the thin window screens and falls on the ebony floor, emitting a warm atmosphere.
The two sat opposite each other, Lin Qianshui lifted the iron kettle and stood up and walked under the eaves, and used Taoism to pick out the clean remaining snow to make tea.
The snow melted into water, whispering in the pot, becoming a sleep-torn background sound.
Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng began to communicate with each other.
"The Sixteenth volume of Mountains and Rivers, which records the incident of the Red Dragon walking through the water four thousand and six hundred years ago. Yun Miao Dao Gu compiled the anecdotes and made notes for this, which is related to the sudden decline of the Wei Kingdom at that time. The general idea is that the heaven and earth have fortunes, invisible and qualitative, and are always there without any change."
"It's a coincidence that in the old Shang Dynasty, there was a king who believed that the fortune of a country was fixed, specifically the number of practitioners in the feather realm. For this reason, he spent ten years setting up a mission to murder the only feather in the court, and finally entered feather with his remaining body. However, he soon came to the end of the country's destruction. Almost no one remembered this. However, the true man Guangyuan deliberately turned it out and added a sentence at the end, "If the country has a fair number, what should the day do?"
"The fourth generation of Yishui ancestors is recognized as taking the step to ascending immortality. They are the closest transcendent. You have no less than seven ancestors who are obviously curious about this. They have searched for a lot of information, leaving behind messy ink traces, but have nothing to gain."
"There is something that is also very close to now. The Emperor Wu of Qi who is famous for his academic and worshipping Buddhism. You should remember that his final fate was that he was imprisoned in the Tong Palace. Outside the door, there was a sea of fire that never moves or retreats, and behind the door was a desperate situation without any drops of water... Qi Shi's record was very clear about him, and he was just death, but my ancestors thought that this was something else, and believed that this was actually an attempt at Nirvana by Cihang Temple."
"Although Emperor Wu has a profound Buddha nature and is known as the wisdom of the venerable, he finally died and turned into the remains of the mountain gate of Cihang Temple, which is undoubtedly equivalent to the realm of ascending to the immortals."
"Because Zen Buddhism is driven by the general trend of the world, it has to admit the division of states determined by Taoism, but this is just a recognition of killing power. Its path of practice is indeed different in essence. Don't you know this?"
"I don't like monks, why do you know?"
"It's so good."
"What's the good thing?"
"Whether in my previous life or in this life, I have never liked monks like you."
"Oh, what about the Wugui Monk? Isn't he a good relationship with you?"
Two voices were lingering in the library. Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng seemed to be chatting casually, but in fact, the hidden thoughts hidden in them had been dismantled and dismantled in these casual words.
A hundred years ago, after unexpectedly suffered huge setbacks in the battle of Xuandu, the ancestors of the Tiandao Sect obviously had some doubts about themselves. After a long period of self-examination, they once again concluded that the problem was not above them, so they focused on the sudden changes recorded in the Daozang, hoping to find a certain rule from it.
The reason why the red dragon's water turns into a dragon involves the fate of the Wei State, the judgment of the absurd king in the old Shang books, and even the speculations that the fourth generation of Yishui ancestors and Emperor Wu were imprisoned in Tong Palace... can be summarized in two words.
"Fixed."
Gu Zhuo paused and continued, "Everything in this world is limited and unique. Having it corresponds to loss and all things are balanced."
Yu Sheng said calmly: "The reason why Emperor Wu was imprisoned in Tong Palace and failed to enter the state of Nirvana is because the molt of Cihang Temple has not yet been destroyed."
"Using this as a conclusion, the extended meaning is that the only person in the world can ascend to immortality."
At this point, she frowned slightly and said, "But ascending to the immortal is to transcend, and transcendence means leaving and no longer staying in the human world, then this position can be vacated."
Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.
Yu Sheng thought for a while and said, "From this perspective, your ancestors have a reason to negotiate with you, because some people who ascend to immortality stay in the world for a long time and do not want to leave. They need you to fight against the two words "Constant Numbers."
Gu Zhuo finally spoke.
"There is a place I can't figure it out."
He said: "Assuming the facts are as you said, my ancestors have too many reasons to believe in the existence of the ancestors, and the expressions they showed when they talk to me should not be as shocked and shocked as if the sky had collapsed."
On the night when the master was deceived and the ancestors were destroyed, the ancestors of the Heavenly Dao Sect, mainly based on the true man of Guangyuan and Yunmiao Taoist Aunt, all clearly believed that the ancestors had transcended.
Although these once amazing great figures have become extremely weak in the long period of time, they are still truly awake and not ignorant and crazy, so it is impossible to make such a major wrong judgment.
"There is only one explanation."
Gu Zhuo's voice was a little complicated.
Yu Sheng said, "Your ancestors have seen that unique existence, whether they have looked at it from a distance or said something in person. In short, they are sure that they are not their ancestors."
Gu Zhuo was silent for a moment and said, "I believe in my intuition more."
Yu Sheng picked up a cup of tea, drank it lightly, and said, "When you take that step, or meet it, the truth will naturally be clear."
Gu Zhuo said, "Just like you took me to the Tianqiong Peak?"
"What if it is?"
Yu Sheng looked at him and added: "In addition, I don't think this truth is important."
Since it has been determined that the ancestor of the Tiandao Sect is still alive and is truly alive in some way, there is no need to worry about the mental journey of the ancestors.
It is extremely stupid to use the faith of others to make yourself doubt.
Gu Zhuo understood the meaning of the words, and after a moment of quietness, he turned to say, "I can't understand why he wants to stay in the world for a long time."
Yu Sheng said, "What you can't understand even more is that ascending to the immortals is obviously a harmless thing to the world, so why do you want to keep you?"
Gu Zhuo remained silent.
This is the sentence he didn't put it into words.
"The ancestors should be in an extremely subtle state now."
Gu Zhuo came to the final conclusion.
Yu Sheng nodded gently and said calmly: "This is the only reasonable explanation at present."
"There are many things worth pondering, such as since the ancestor of the Tiandao Sect took action a hundred years ago, why did he just knock you out of dust instead of killing you completely?"
Then she said casually: "It shouldn't be impossible, right?"
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Lin Qianshui is a smart person, so she naturally won’t listen to the conversation in the library.
After completing the simple service, she walked alone outside the hall and sat quietly, spreading her thoughts to think about the things that had become distant.
But no matter how far she thought, what finally caught her eye was the corpse in the ancestor's palace - she actually had a good impression of the young Taoist, and she was shocked when she thought about Chu Jun's return.
After thinking about it over and over again, she quietly grew up a strange thought, believing that she had to walk into the ancient Taoist temple and let her benefactors be buried.
This idea is like the rain in late spring, as if it is present or not, and can only be truly aware of it when the clothes are slightly wet.
What Lin Qianshui didn't know was that whenever she fell into this kind of thought, Gu Zhuo and Yu Sheng's eyes would often float behind her and quietly look at her.
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The winter is getting deeper and the chill is still not as cold as the tide.
Cihang Temple, which is made of snow without makeup, naturally lacks a lot of flavor than in previous years. The luster accumulated between monks' eyebrows and eyes cannot even melt the sunshine.
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Deep in the law hall, several important monks were having a small meeting, and they were naturally talking about fate and mirror-destroying.
"It's really too much!"
The chief of the Precepts Hall yelled in a low voice: "Does Pei Jinge really think we can't notice the small movements of the Tianshuosi?"
The monk Ku Zhou did not die in the Weiyang Palace change, but just lacked his legs.
He sat in a wheelchair covered with cotton, his face was quite dark, like wood burned by fire.
"So what if you bully people too much?" He lowered his head and said expressionlessly: "The ancestor Daoxiu died. What is the difference between you and me now and the fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered in the pigpen?"
As soon as this statement came out, the scene suddenly became silent.
The faces of the other monks became as ugly as those of the bitter monk.
"There is only one solution to this matter."
The monk Ku Zhou raised his head and looked at everyone in the field, saying indifferently: "Give up the fragments left by the mirror of the destruction of the Ryo and send them all out."
Without waiting for others to object on the grounds of losing power and humiliating the clan, he continued: "It is divided into three parts, the most but not critical fragments are sent to Shendu, and I will deal with them next, and finally leave the piece of Jingxin... to Yuangu Temple."
Hearing this sentence, the monks' faces changed again and their brows frowned.
"Yuangui Temple?"
"Not bad."
"Do you want to send the Mirror of Fate to the Wuque Monk?"
"This is the decision made by Master Daoxiu before his death."
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That night.
Chu Jun and Xie Yinglian were like idle people traveling at night, stepping into the depths of Cihang Temple in an almost unpredictable place, where the pagoda forest was.
The meditation room located not far from the Talin Forest, the grass and trees are very pleasing to the eyes when welcoming spring. It was the place where Master Daoxiu once practiced, but now it has been sealed.
With the tacit cooperation of all forces, the two girls encountered no obstacles and easily came to the Zen room and prepared to push the door open.
At this moment, the door of the Zen room opened.
The moonlight disappeared into the room.
The shadow of the Ku Zhou Monk was pulled very long, and his expressionless facial features were still pitch black, which was enough to make people feel heart-pounding.
Under the eyes of Chu Jun and Xie Yinglian, he slowly chanted the Dharma Seal and Song of the Mantra, and called on the prohibition left by Daoxiu before his death.
"Although my Buddha is compassionate, he also has thunder and anger. You two have too many reasons to die."
Chu Jun looked at Xie Yinglian.
Not long ago, the latter swears on the road and still has no surprises tonight.
Now, an accident has come.
"If you want to do something, you won't say such things." Chu Jun's voice was calm: "Stop talking nonsense, just offer the price."
The monk from the bitter boat smiled, and a touch of playfulness appeared in his hideous smile, and said, "You can take away the fragments of the Mirror of Destruction."
Hearing this sentence, Xie Yinglian and Chu Jun looked at each other and had a premonition in their hearts.
Sure enough, the monk Kuzhou said, "But it was not given to the White Emperor, but to the Taoist lord."
"If you want to use this to cause war, this method is too shallow."
Xie Yinglian said directly: "And now is the war period."
The monk Ku Zhou smiled unchanged and said to himself: "The Patriarch Daoxiu is even more amazing than you imagined."
Chu Jun understood, his eyes changed slightly, and he said, "Is this his will?"
"You can understand that."
The monk Kuzhou said slowly, "The Patriarch Daoxiu actually has a good impression of the Taoist master. Although it is because of his position, this can only be a little friendship in personal relationships. It is meaningless in life, but it can only be revealed after death."
Xie Yinglian said sarcastically, "This sentence sounds too flirting with the skeleton."
The monk from Ku Zhou ignored the words and took out the fragments of the Mirror of Destruction from his arms.
Chu Jun asked, "Didn't there be a letter?"
"The meaning of faith lies in faith."
The monk Juzhou proclaimed the Buddha's name and said with a smile: "What's more, the Taoist master. Even if he is separated by life and death, as long as he holds this fragment of the mirror of fate and death in his hand, he will naturally understand the intentions of the Taoist ancestor."
Chu Jun was silent for a long time, took the piece of the big piece of slap wrapped in thick cloth, and said, "Okay."
The monk took out another piece of fragment and said, "This is an explanation to Pei Jinge."
Xie Yinglian said with emotion: "This is really generous."
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In late winter, the Qin delegation, who had been a guest at Cihang Temple for a long time, finally returned to Shendu.
The monks in Cihang Temple gave farewell in the grandest way, but the scene was actually cold because no one was happy.
This is a broken ending that is not satisfied with but acceptable to all parties.
Pei Jinge did not travel with the mission because the eunuch leader came in person, bringing her a message from afar.
——The formation has been completed. His Majesty the Emperor chose the day to go to the capital of the Divine City and personally visited the Tianqiong Peak on Baidi Mountain. Therefore, the Tianshu Office must first clear the surrounding matters to ensure that the sacrifices in the spring are not disturbed by anyone or forces.
(This chapter ends)