After the feast, the beggars in the city were released again, and the tenant farmers who owed rent did not have to be sent to death, and returned to the original state of selling their sons and daughters.

Nothing seems to have changed in the city of Suzhou, but it seems that everything has changed.

Although the Black Mountain Old Demon Blood Sacrifice was interrupted, many people still died at that hour, and there were thousands of innocent people who were shattered by the Divine Thunder of the Color Law Void Phase, and even the powerful died a lot.

Although it has not yet reached the point where the whole city is vegetarian, it is also quite depressing.

Thanks to the recent emergence of a Lingyi Alliance, the people in it wear robes and hats, and they specialize in drawing swords to help when they see injustice. It is said that he was inspired by the holy monk of Daoran to do good deeds and accumulate virtues and do good deeds for the people.

Dao Ran sat on the Lanyue Pavilion of Sanzang Building, overlooking the bustle below.

Unlike the Sanzang Tower in Hangzhou, the Sanzang Tower in Suzhou is not built along the lake, but in the middle of the city.

However, the design of this Sanzang building is unique, and it can overlook the prosperity of several streets, which makes people feel like they are on top.

From a distance, pedestrians are weaving, and it is indeed a bit of a feeling of looking at ants.

Perhaps this is the reason why the dignitaries and nobles of Suzhou City are accustomed to treating human life as a mustard, and how can they regard themselves as one of them when they observe the world from this perspective from birth?

Dao Ran withdrew his eyes from looking downstairs, turned to look at the woman sitting in front of him, and asked, "Xuanji Daoist, is this your true face, or is it a trick?" ”

This is a stunning beauty with delicate facial features, if it weren't for the simple Taoist robe she was still wearing, it would be difficult for Dao Ran to recognize her as the mysterious girl she had seen that day.

Plastic surgery is not so beautiful, Xuanjizi has not only become beautiful, but even his temperament has changed.

"Oh, does the Daoran Holy Monk who is praised by everyone also care about this flesh and blood?" Xuanjizi asked.

"The little monk has not yet achieved the right result, so what's the wonder of not being able to find out the hue?" Daoran asked rhetorically.

Xuan Jizi smiled and praised: "Amazing, Dao Ran Holy Monk not only has a peerless appearance, but his means of arguing the scriptures are also extraordinary. Other monks only know how to refute others, and it is indeed rare for someone like you to retreat and advance. ”

"Amitabha, the troubles of sentient beings are like this old clothes. If people want to take off their clothes, the strong blowing of the north wind will only make people hold on to their clothes, it is better to be like the sun, as long as the warmth given is enough, people will naturally take off their clothes. Buddhist disciples should educate the world, not teach the world. Daoran replied.

Xuan Jizi was silent for a moment, and said to Dao Ran: "Zen Master Fahai is really a good teacher, presumably he treats you like the warm sun on weekdays, which is really enviable." ”

Daoran: ......

Where Fahai is the sun, then it is a solar storm.

However, Xuan Jizi's expression looks quite real, and this should be from the heart. There is nothing wrong with thinking about it, the Shizen Daoist was killed by Gu worms. Xuan Jizi is also a disciple of the national teacher, and maybe he was also fed Gu worms.

Dao Ran suddenly understood why he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with Xuanjizi, because this Xuanjizi also exuded the aura of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, This is the mutual attraction of people in the same way.

After shouting Amitabha Buddha to suppress this strange emotion, Dao Ran continued to ask: "The Xuanji Daoist should not have come today to listen to a few verses from the little monk, you might as well get straight to the point." ”

Xuan Jizi also restrained his expression, and said to Dao Ran: "I came here today just because you found someone to pretend to be me a few days ago and talk nonsense. ”

Dao Ran smiled, it seems that the news spread quickly, Xuan Jizi had already run away, and he couldn't help but show up, which shows that the influence of that rumor is extremely great.

"Isn't the Xuanji Daoist also harmed by the Gu worms of the Qiansu real person, it should be a good thing for you for the little monk to deal with the national teacher." Daoran said.

"Alas, you don't understand. When I practice the path of cause and effect, what I am most afraid of is the entanglement of cause and effect. I will guide you through the maze, teach you the art of alchemy, and lead you to that heavy rain, and then I will borrow that heavy rain to expel the Gu worms in your body. At this point, you and I will eliminate our grievances, and our fate will be over, and we can be at peace with each other.

"But you found someone to pretend to be me again to deal with my master. Not only will I re-entangle cause and effect with you, but even my master will not be able to escape this mess. It's hard for me to get out of it now, do you think you've hurt me? ”

Xuanjizi's expression of wanting to cry is very good-looking, but it is a bit fake.

Therefore, after listening to this tirade, Dao Ran only replied with one word: "Oh." ”

Xuanjizi frowned, and said to Dao Ran dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean?" ”

Daoran thought about it and added: "Oh, the little monk knows." ”

Xuan Jizi waited for a long time, and found that Dao Ran really said that he knew, and there was no other reaction.

Xuanjizi suddenly understood that the little monk in front of him didn't have oil and salt, and he couldn't deal with him because he was young, so he could only choose to confess.

"Everyone understands people, so I won't beat around the bush. If I cultivate the path of cause and effect, the power of cause and effect will be magnified ten times and a hundred times in me. Now that you and I have a causal entanglement, I will definitely be in big trouble if I leave it alone. Therefore, I would like to ask you to help me in my practice. Xuan Jizi said.

"Amitabha, the little monk is a monk, how can I help you practice?" Daoran asked.

Xuan Jizi didn't hear the other meaning of Daoran's words, and continued to explain: "The cultivation of the path of cause and effect is actually very simple, as long as you do divination. Every time you calculate accurately, your cultivation will naturally improve. However, divination is not an imagination, and it is necessary to carefully observe the thread of fate that is entangled in cause and effect in order to deduce an accurate future. ”

"The little monk doesn't know how to tell." Daoran said.

"You don't need you, as I just said, only by seeing through the thread of fate can you calculate the future. So the more clues, the more accurate the calculation. There is too little cause and effect in mortals, too few clues can be provided, you are different, and the cause and effect in you are too heavy. ”

"How much does it weigh?" Daoran asked curiously.

"Let's put it this way, the thread of fate on mortals is as slender as spider silk, and seven or eight are too many. And the thread of fate on you...... It's about seven or eight pounds. ”

Daoran: (?_?)

Isn't this a bit excessive?

In my previous life, it was said that the fate of the traverser was impermanent and was not within the scope of divination, so how could I be caught in cause and effect when it was my turn?

"I've already confessed when it's time to confess, I just need you to find me a hexagram every day, I don't know what the mage thinks?" Xuanjizi asked.

"Yes." Dao Ran answered in seconds.

"Huh? That's what you said yes? "Xuanjizi was a little surprised, just now this little monk still didn't see a rabbit and didn't scatter an eagle, why did he suddenly speak so well?

Dao Ran smiled and said, "Amitabha, isn't it normal for monks to be convenient with others?" Daoist, you don't want to do anything hurtful to heaven and reason, and the little monk doesn't need to work hard, he can help others with his hands, what reason do you have to refuse? ”

The treasure is solemn, launch!

Xuanjizi suddenly saw the little monk in front of him so sacred, so tall, as if the real Buddha had come to the world, and was looking at himself compassionately.

Thinking back to the news he had heard, the Dao Ran Master in front of him was worthy of the eight words of compassion for all sentient beings, and his previous performance could only say that he was a cautious person, but he was not a villain with a sweet mouth.

This made Xuan Jizi feel a little guilty, her previous performance was too villainous.

If you have a chance in the future, you must repay the other party well, otherwise this kindness will not be repaid.

I didn't expect to get what I wanted so easily, Xuanjizi was a little embarrassed, so he politely said to Daoran: "Thank you for success, then I will give you a hexagram today, what do you want to ask?" ”

"It's still the weather, what is the weather like in the afternoon, is there any rain?" Daoran asked.

Xuanjizi felt a little strange, why did this little monk ask the weather every time, shouldn't normal people be more interested in their own fate?

But it doesn't matter, because it's the same in everything.

Xuan Jizi took out the tortoise shell and copper coin, and said to Daoran: "Last time, it was because you had a deep cause and effect with that heavy rain that I was so accurate, but this time it was not such a good thing." It may only be vaguely calculated, and it may not be accurate. ”

The copper coin clanged in the tortoiseshell, and then was poured out with a thud.

Xuanjizi's face froze.

Daoran asked strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

Xuan Jizi smiled bitterly and said: "There is thunder in Shenshi, and it stops for a moment, with a total of 37,000 sounds. ”