He opened his eyes and looked at several spiders weaving webs on the beams of the meditation room, and was silent for a long time. Sang Sang's illness may be cured, which is naturally a thing to be happy about, but he always feels that this matter is not so simple, whether it is the three games of Washan, especially the illusion that he and Sang Sang saw in that chessboard at the end.

The most alarming thing for him was the Buddha chariot, and he never understood why the Hanging Temple, an unknowable place that rarely set foot in the earthly world, would suddenly send such a big man to Washan.

The cultivators came to participate in the Yu Lan Festival conference, and they did not leave after last night, Qu Ni Ma Di and the others, as well as the first seat of the Hanging Temple Precept Temple, all rested in the Rotten Ke Temple.

Ning Que decided to keep a distance from these people, especially the high monk of the Hanging Temple, before Sang Sang cured his illness - his dangerous hunting career in the Min Mountain since he was a child had made him develop an instinctive habit - if you have no way to determine where the danger is in the mountain forest, then not going into the mountain forest is the best choice.

There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the meditation room.

Ning Que glanced at Sangsang who was sleeping, quietly got up and dressed, and walked out of the meditation room with very light steps.

At this time, the morning light is gradually working, and the ancient temple is particularly beautiful in the autumn mist.

On the stone fence outside the meditation room, Master Qishan, who was wearing a thick cotton coat, still seemed to be a little chilly, shivering and looking at those temples in Tallinn, and said, "I haven't seen it for decades, and it hasn't changed much. ”

This Buddhist monk has lived in seclusion in Washan for half his life, especially after the bloody conspiracy of Liansheng back then, he has not taken a step down the mountain for decades, and it is inevitable to feel emotional when he sees the familiar and unfamiliar temple at this moment.

Ning Que walked to the master's side, looked at the front hall looming in the autumn mist, and said, "Sang Sang spent at least decades in that chessboard yesterday, although she didn't say it, I knew it was painful. ”

Master Qishan said, "She's not an ordinary person, so she won't be as miserable as you think. ”

Ning Que asked, "Is that chessboard really left by the Buddha?" What does the world that Sangsang and I saw on the chessboard yesterday mean?"

Master Qishan said: "The chessboard is indeed a relic of the Buddha, and as for the world in the chessboard, you can understand it as an illusion created by the supreme power of the Buddha, or it can be understood as some kind of possible future. ”

Hearing the word future, Ning Que was silent for a long time and asked, "Is that the future of Sangsang and me?"

Master Qishan looked into the distance in the fog and said, "The future that can be seen is no longer the future. ”

Ning Que said: "Is it possible to change in the future?"

Master Qishan looked at Ning Que's eyes. Kindness said: "Since it is a possible future. Then there is a corresponding impossibility, since it has never been determined, why can't it be changed?"

Ning Que was enlightened. He also said: "The master of legends in the world, you have the ability to predict the future, so you can turn the world into good fortune and answer questions. That's where that ability comes from?"

Master Qishan laughed and said, "The Buddha may be able to see the things of the past few years behind him, but how can mortals like me have this ability? And even if you have this ability like the Buddha, when you see the future, your eyes will fall on the future, and the future will be affected by your gaze, so how can the future you don't see be exactly the same as the future after you see it?"

Ning Que said: "It sounds a little complicated. ”

Master Qishan didn't explain any more. continued: "So if someone wants to speculate on the heavenly opportunities and take a look at the future, such as Li Qingshan, the great master of the Tang Dynasty, such as me, who was once ignorant and fearless, such as the Heavenly Oracle Divine Seat, they can still only timidly, remotely, and secretly take a look at the chaotic world in the future. ”

"Because only then will the illusory gaze of us mortals not have much impact on the chaotic world. Instead, it will be swallowed up by the chaotic world of the future. ”

Master Qishan said with emotion: "But if we try to see the future world more carefully and more clearly, not to mention that the future we see may become more fallacious, our own heavenly punishment will be heavier. I heard that the Heavenly Oracle Divine Seat went to Chang'an City last spring and went to see Sangsang in the old pen house. After seeing it for three years, she will return to the Xiling Temple. Feiyo Book League feiuu update fastest, for which he almost went blind. ”

Ning Que's expression was slightly grim, until today, he didn't know that the Heavenly Oracle Great Priest was actually trying to see Sangsang's future in the old pen that day, and he actually paid such a heavy price.

"No wonder the Oracle Throne promised me a three-year covenant. ”

He suddenly thought of something, frowned and asked, "Although the future you see is not necessarily the real future, but it took so much effort for the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne to confirm that Sangsang would appear in the Xiling Temple in three years, so it is impossible for him to even be wrong about this." ”

Master Qishan sighed and said, "For some reason, I have some doubts about the future he sees, but as you said, I have to believe what he sees, so I am very confused. ”

What kind of future will it be if neither the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne nor Master Qishan can see through it? Where will Sangsang's future be, and what will it be?

Ning Que patted the railing in front of him, looked at the heavy autumn fog in front of the hall, and said, "I still don't understand." ”

Looking at the future from afar is to spy on the heavens, don't talk about him, even if he is a great power who has the ability to predict the future, such as the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne, Master Qishan or the National Teacher Li Qingshan, he doesn't dare to say that he can understand the truth.

However, I don't understand, for Ning Que, it has become indifferent, since the Heavenly Oracle Divine Throne is determined to be three years later, Sang Sang will appear in Xiling, then it means that her illness should be cured.

As long as Sangsang is alive, then any future is acceptable.

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The morning bell of the Autumn Temple rises.

After a simple breakfast, the monks in the Lanke Temple began their morning class, and Sangsang, who was a little sleepy because of illness, was also picked up from the bed by Ning Que and began to attend class.

Sangsang's classroom is the apse in the depths of the Rotten Ke Temple.

It is a bit too much for such a magnificent golden temple to be used as a one's classroom.

In addition to the special status of Ning Que and Sangsang, the Lanke Temple gave such treatment, but also because Master Qishan, the teacher who gave Sangsang a Dharma lesson, was originally the ancestor of this ancient temple.

Master Qishan said something casually, not to mention an apse, even if he wanted to empty the entire Rotten Ke Temple, the monks in the Rotten Ke Temple did not dare to have any opinions.

The monks in the apse of the Langke Temple have already been strictly ordered to set foot in the hall, except for a few monks with high seniority waiting outside the hall as miscellaneous servants, the hall is empty inside and outside, extremely quiet.

In the main hall, from time to time, Master Qishan's calm and wise voice sounded.

Without Sangsang's voice, she was just listening carefully and learning.

Under the corridor of the hall, Ning Que looked at the gradually dissipating autumn mist, listened to the essence of Buddhism coming from behind him, and felt calm.

Master Qishan didn't say that he couldn't listen with him, but after all, he was a disciple of the academy, and he was in the cave last night, so it can be said that he was in a hurry, and since he officially started teaching today, he couldn't help but be a little too unconscious when he went to listen to the teachings of Buddhism, and because of the second senior brother, he really had no interest in Buddhism.

Time passed slowly, and the Dharma class in the main hall came to an end for the time being, and Sangsang sat on the futon, closing his eyes and trying to settle down, while reflecting on the content of the morning class.

Master Qishan walked out of the main hall.

At this time, it was almost noon, but the autumn clouds covered the sky, the sky and the earth were dark, and occasionally a few cold rains would fall, the temperature outside the hall was a little low, and the master was excited by the cold and coughed a few times.

Ning Que sent a cup of hot tea to the master to warm his chest and abdomen a little.

Master Qishan took a sip of hot tea, put the teacup on the steps in front of him, looked at Ning Que and said with a smile: "Your attitude towards me is better than that of others, and your attitude today is better than last night." ”

Ning Que laughed and said, "I'm a very realistic person, even a little snobbish, don't be surprised, master." ”

The master shook his head with a smile and said, "Being honest sometimes, it doesn't necessarily make people change their perception of you, but I believe that before you became a disciple of the master, although you were just as realistic, you were definitely more careless than you are now. ”

Ning Que said: "It wasn't until I entered the wasteland and found that the waist cards of the students on the second floor of the academy could scare so many people, that I realized that I could live a life without being so careless. ”

Master Qishan nodded and said, "With the mountain of Master behind you, there is really no one in this world who is qualified, and I want you to live as before." ”

Ning Que said: "I sometimes wonder if I'm too villainous and rampant. ”

The master said: "Another way of saying rampant is to be happy and revenge, evaluation has nothing to do with means, although you were tough at the bottom of the mountain yesterday, but it is better than Mr. Ke back then...... Honestly like a rabbit. ”

Ning Que said: "I don't want to be the second junior uncle, so I still think that bullying the soft and fearing the hard is more interesting than fighting the world alone." ”

Master Qishan looked at him and said with pity: "I know that you have suffered a lot when you were a child, and even encountered the most painful things in the world, so you have developed your current temperament, but since you have entered the academy, you have the teachings of the master, and you are accompanied by the same family, you should always change." ”

Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said, "The academy has changed me a lot, and I like this change, so I am grateful to the academy, but this must be a very long process. ”

Master Qishan said kindly, "I may not see what kind of person you will become in the end, but I am looking forward to it. ”

Ning Que's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "Then master, what kind of person do you most want to see me become?"

Master Qishan did not answer his question directly, and his sad and sad gaze passed through the drizzling autumn rain and fell on the square in front of the Rotten Ke Temple in the distance.

"Decades ago, Senior Brother Liansheng washed his blood in rotten Ke, and it was there that he ate people for the first time. ”

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(This is the first chapter, I'll still write it, although it's hard, but don't wait, the next chapter is estimated to be in the early hours of the morning...... I'm really tired, let's go to sleep first, and I'll continue to write slowly.