Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirteen Hurt Parting

Yi Lin's question seemed to be on point.

Zen Master Kuye knocked on the wooden fish again and fell silent.

After a while, Zen Master Kuye's eyes fell on Yi Lin's face, he looked at it carefully for a moment, and then said: "He has a pure heart, and he has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

"But the person you're looking at is me."

Erin smiled.

"He and you are like two poles." Zen Master Kuye sighed deeply: "Yin and Yang, righteousness and evil, wrong and right, sorrow and joy, your destiny is bound to be inseparable."

"Oh," Yi Lin shook her head, "I don't believe in fate."

But as soon as the words came out, Yi Lin felt a little ironic again.

It was because of his fate that he arrived in this world.

In the eyes of gods, human beings are humble existences that cannot even control their own destiny.

Yi Lin has always believed that he can find something at the end of this world, so he works hard for it.

Saying this now seems a bit insincere.

Zen Master Kuye seemed to see through Yi Lin's thoughts: "You believe it."

Yi Lin was silent.

Zen Master Kuye looked at Yi Lin's face again: "Benefactor Lin, can you believe it, past and present?"

Yi Lin hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded.

Zen Master Kuye asked again: "Do you know the legend of the Qijue Empress?"

Why did Xiao Xi get involved again?

Yi Lin was taken aback.

Xindao Xi'er, your vest seems to be very famous here.

In silence, Yi Lin neither denied nor affirmed.

He didn't want Zen Master Kuye to think too much.

This time, Zen Master Kuye thought that Yi Lin didn't know, so he narrated softly: "It is said that five thousand years ago, there was karma and reincarnation in the world. Every person's face is written with past life, present life, and future life."

"oh?"

Yi Lin looked at Zen Master Kuye curiously, he didn't quite understand the profound meaning of what Zen Master Kuye said.

Zen Master Kuye continued: "But since five thousand years ago, fate has been very different. People no longer have past lives, and they can no longer reach the next life. People die like a lamp going out, disappearing between heaven and earth."

Yi Lin remained silent, he listened quietly, listening to the secrets spoken by Zen Master Kuye.

"But the old monk looked at the face of Lin's benefactor, the front and back of the life pattern are vague, and there is no end in sight."

"Face... With all due respect, I doubt its accuracy."

"Being born from the heart."

"Oh," Yi Lin was skeptical, but still nodded, and asked, "So, what does my face indicate?"

Zen Master Kuye smiled slightly, and said "Amitabha": "This means that Lin's karma with the previous life has not been severed, and there is no end to the fate line, and it is very likely to lead to the unknown world."

Although Yi Lin couldn't understand Zen Master Kuye's analysis process, he understood the conclusion. In an instant, Yi Lin stood up suddenly and looked at Zen Master Kuye in amazement.

After thinking about it carefully, Yi Lin sat down again, and her expression returned to calm: "But what you said has anything to do with Empress Qijue?"

Zen Master Withered Leaf raised his head, looked up at the colorful tree shadows above, and was silent for a while, before he said something that made Yi Lin's face change.

"It is said that five thousand years ago, Empress Qijue... interrupted reincarnation with her own hands."

...

When Zen Master Kuye told this legend,

Yi Lin shrank her neck suddenly, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

The Qijue empress... interrupted the reincarnation?

How did you interrupt it?

What is reincarnation?

Yi Lin clearly remembered that when he turned into that egg, the first sentence he heard was:

"This is between reincarnation. But in this world, there is no reincarnation...except for you."

Shouldn't...

Keke, it's not that outrageous.

...

Yi Lin spent the last night chatting with Zen Master Kuye.

Chatting from all over the world to the vast sea and sky;

From the ruins of Xiaoleiyin Temple in Hezhou, Xiniu, to the secret place of Blood Demon Valley in Luzhou, Beiju;

From the legend of five thousand years ago to the current government;

From Yi Lin's cooking skills to the fact that the vegetarian dishes of the back kitchen of Dali Temple are not very good.

Yi Lin discovered that face-to-face chat has one advantage, that is, she can do whatever she wants without being afraid of harmony.

Zen Master Kuye is worthy of being an old fritter, he almost asks all kinds of questions, and answers everything he knows, which greatly enriches Yi Lin's experience.

But why "almost"?

There is only one thing, maybe Zen Master Kuye was afraid that the young man in front of him would get involved too deeply, so he ended the topic with a few words and didn't go further.

What Yi Lin asked was what happened within the Daqing Dynasty, which forced the eldest princess to flee Qingdu.

Zen Master Kuye was silent for a long time.

Only then did I say the eight characters: the building will collapse, and the troubled times will rise.

The night passed.

until dawn.

Wang Xiaohu and Xia Xiaoman woke up faintly, with a tempting fragrance already wafting in the air.

Yi Lin skillfully sat up for breakfast again and cooked a pot of wild vegetable soup.

As soon as they smelled the fragrance of the vegetables, the two got up quickly, washed up at the nearby spring mouth, sat in front of the pot, hungry, and waited for the meal.

One mouthful of three bowls in a row, the princess Xia Xiaoman touched her bald head contentedly, and sighed: "Sure enough, a real person can't be judged by his appearance. I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking, and even simple wild vegetables can be cooked like this." Waiting for Juewei can be described as uncanny workmanship."

These words sounded like praise at first, but after careful consideration, Yi Lin glared at the eldest princess: "Didn't your royal family teach you to speak well? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."

"Tsk, I am the eldest princess of Daqing—"

clang.

Yi Lin didn't wait for Xia Xiaoman to finish declaring her identity, she picked up a ladle and slammed it on the head of the eldest princess, making a crisp sound.

The eldest princess was in pain, covered her forehead, and stared fiercely at this rebellious young man, thinking that when she regained her princess status one day, she would definitely make him look good.

After eating and drinking enough, the few people took advantage of the morning light and started on the road again when the sky was light.

They finally waited for Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang.

But since their destination is the same, they only need to arrive at the coast of the East China Sea to finally reunite.

In fact, with the sword order to knock on the door, it doesn't matter whether Jian Nanchun and Chao Rushuang come or not, to Yi Lin.

All he needs to do is to rush to the shore of the East China Sea as soon as possible, and then activate the sword order, and let the people of Tianjianmen come and receive him.

in a few days.

They straddle the mountains of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

After Dongzhou Mountain, there is an endless plain, and to the east of the plain is an endless ocean.

A few people stood on the top of the Eastern Zhou Mountain and looked out. The blue ocean reflected the majestic stripping. But if you look closely, it is like a mirage, and the luxurious beauty disappears.

Looming indistinctly, indistinctly, indistinctly, indistinctly, waiting for someone with predestined relationship, this is the Overseas Fairy Mountain.

It seems to be very close, but in fact it may be tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of miles away from the shore.

When they were about to go down the mountain and head for the beach, something happened that surprised Yi Lin.

Wang Xiaohu walked up to Yi Lin with some embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Brother Lin, I have decided. I want to go to Marble to practice with Master Withered Leaf. He said, if I go to practice Buddhism, I will definitely achieve something."

Zen Master Kuye was on the side, with an uncontrollable joy in his eyes.

So Yi Lin understood.

He patted Wang Xiaohu's shoulder, with mixed emotions in his heart: "Congratulations."

It sounded like he was speaking to Wang Xiaohu, but in fact Yi Lin was speaking to Zen Master Kuye.

Congratulations, you finally succeeded in fooling around!

Zen master Get saw Yi Lin's eyes, and smiled without saying a word.

"Master, did you send it here?"

Yi Lin clasped his hands together. Although Zen Master Kuye had fooled Yi Lin's childhood playmate Wang Xiaohu into running away, Yi Lin still respected this eminent Buddhist monk in his heart. In the middle of the night, Yi Lin would always talk with Zen Master Kuye by candlelight, thinking that Zen Master Kuye would be gone in the coming days, he still felt a little bit sad.

Zen Master Kuye recited Amitabha lightly, and said with a smile, "Lao Na and Xiaohu should turn their backs. The road ahead belongs to Benefactor Lin and His Royal Highness the Princess."

The eldest princess was somewhat displeased.

But in her capacity, it's not easy to stalk her, so she stood aside with a dark face and kept silent.

"Brother Lin, take care."

Wang Xiaohu and Yi Lin walked out of Qingniu Village at the same time, but they had to part ways not long after they came out. This was the first time Wang Xiaohu felt that the world was impermanent and people were separated.

Speaking of being sad, Yi Lin was actually not too sad, and said with a smile: "There is no banquet in the world that never ends."

"Benefactor Lin, before parting, the old monk gave the benefactor a gift. I hope that the benefactor Lin will take care of the common people for the sake of the old monk."

Saying that, Zen Master Kuye took out a small plain cloth bag from his carry-on bag and handed it to Yi Lin.

Yi Lin weighed it a bit and found a book inside.

"Cheats?"

Yi Lin shook the small cloth bag and asked.

Zen Master Kuye didn't hide anything. In front of other people, he revealed the contents of the cloth bag: "Qingming Mantra, Dali Temple's entry-level practice of Buddhism. A little practice can make Lin's benefactor clear his mind and clear his mind when practicing, which is the icing on the cake. If it is not a profound secret method, benefactor Wang Lin, don’t dislike it.”

"How come?" Yi Lin put it away with a smile, clasping her hands together: "That's it, thank you Master."

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