The two of them came closer, and it was obvious that they had the word "drag" on them.
When their eyes met, Qiu Shui Wuhen came to his senses first and raised his hand to sweep away the traces on the table.
He said, "You go down and get ready, and that's what you'll do afterwards."
"knew."
Shi nodded heartbrokenly, bowed and retreated.
After sending everyone away, Qiu Shui Wuhen was no longer sleepy at this time. He paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, sometimes pondering and sometimes sighing.
Sometimes, I am in a daze.
After thinking about it, he closed the door and set up a formation.
Then he sat down on the chair, crossed his legs and formed the mudra.
Immediately afterwards, the soul walked out of the body, looked back at the physical body, and then floated out of the Spring and Autumn Hanmo and came to the inkstone.
Before anyone could get close, someone in the room spoke.
"Come in."
"Yes." Qiu Shui Wuhen hesitated slightly and slowly stepped into the house. When I saw the man in front of me, I couldn't help but feel sour eyes, and I saluted, "Master."
Mo Shen finally helped him up, then went to the shrine to light a stick of incense and said, "Did you see Jhana and the five thieves?"
After saying that, he turned around and motioned for his apprentice to sit down and speak.
His fragrance is also a treasure.
The soul is benefited by it, and the spirit is the same.
It was difficult to come back, but he still felt sorry for his disciple. Although it was a pity about Ruyuan, his disciple had done a good job.
Naturally, there can be no more blame.
Even though Qiu Shui Wuhen knew why, he still felt guilty in his heart. The master beat him and scolded him, but he felt better.
But the master said nothing and lit the incense again.
Making him blame himself even more, he nodded and said, "Yes.
Ruyuan..."
"Ruyuan is his destiny. This situation was not caused by you. You don't need to blame yourself."
"But, he..." is your son, your only flesh and blood.
I am a senior brother, but I did not protect him.
Mo Shen finally walked aside and sat down, looking at the enshrined rankings on the shrine. The golden light was shining, and every stroke was so painful. He said: "As a teacher, I will send him into reincarnation. After his days in the human world are over, when the time comes, , you can try to resume your practice again.
At that time, there will be a day to meet. "
After Qiu Shui Wuhen listened, he felt better.
Then he remembered that Mo Ruyuan was bound by destiny and his soul was no longer there, so why was the seal of Bafeng Island still forced?
Said: "Master, what's going on?"
Mo Shen picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. He took a light sip of the tea, and the bitterness lingered between his teeth, and a little bit of sweetness came out.
Just like a person's life, nine times out of ten it will be unsatisfactory. Either it is accompanied by suffering, or obscurity is always there. After being tortured by all kinds of hardships, I suddenly became enlightened and had that sweet feeling that wipes out all the bitterness.
He said: "This is the paper figure that Ru Yuan has kept by his side all year round. He is nourished by it every day, and he has acquired the charm of his pen and ink. His breath has long been the same as it.
This time, he took Ruyuan's place.
Only as a teacher can he take it away and send it to reincarnation. "
Qiu Shui Wuhen was quite surprised, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He only said: "So, couldn't he have been a substitute for junior brother from the beginning?"
If this is the case, the origin of the paper man may not be simple.
Mo Shen finally knew his apprentice, so he didn't intend to hide some things from him, saying, "Of course, when your master's wife found out she was pregnant, I knew that such a day would come.
As a parent, you have to think deeply.
My teacher was no exception, so I was often away from the inkstone washstand during that time. I said I was traveling, but in fact I just wanted to try my luck and see if there was a way to rescue me. "
Hearing this, Qiu Shui Wuhen recalled the past.
Master was very happy to learn that Master's wife was pregnant, but soon went out alone. These disciples were not allowed to follow, and they were only allowed to take good care of their master's wife.
Time passed by for hundreds of years, and by the time she gave birth, it was already a thousand years.
Said: "Master has been found?"
"Yeah." Speaking of which, Mo Shen was still grateful. Without that person's help, how could their father and son have enjoyed the happiness of a family for thousands of years? He said, "I have been searching for hundreds of years, visiting experts and wise men, seeking a solution.
Helpless, unavailable.
Later, your junior brother was about to be born. It coincides with the white heat between Bafeng Island and Yuhaitian. At that time, I thought, if the dust of the war has settled and I haven't found it yet, I will admit it.
If heaven never destroys the Mo family, let me find it. "
"Later, when the battle was over, I felt disheartened, and your wife was about to give birth, so I gave up the search. But I didn't expect to meet a person on the way. He saw that his teacher was pitiful, so he taught the paper man a method.
He asked me to rush back to the inkstone, take three drops of the newborn's blood, and drop them into the paper figurine. A strand of fetal hair is the same as the ashes, that is, a paper figure can be found among the ashes.
Take it and wear it next to your body.
He wrote classics with pen and ink again, fed him every day, and over time he became self-sufficient. "
"Is there such a strange person in the world?"
Mo Shen finally smiled bitterly and said, "There are many wonders in this world, so what's the wonder?
But we have only limited knowledge.
There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. You must not be careless. "
"Master, do you know the name of that person? Where is the fairyland?" Knowing that there is such a connection between them, Qiu Shui Wuhen felt a lot better, so that he could concentrate on the next thing.
Otherwise, it will always be on my mind.
"How can Master be so lucky? It's hard to meet him by chance.
By the time I accepted the paper man, he had already left. "
Mo Shen finally remembered the scene at that time and shook his head.
This kind of fairy-like romance is not something that can be found here. It was probably an expert who was visiting the lower world. Seeing how pitiful he was, he reached out and gave him a hand.
Suddenly, he turned to look at his apprentice.
Said: "Tell me, if you are not in charge of Chunqiu Hanmo and come back to find me as your teacher, are there any difficulties?"
Qiu Shui Wuhen shook his head, raised his eyes to look at Mo Ruyuan's spiritual place, and said: "No, it's just that there have been many things going on recently, and I can't worry.
I want to come and see Master, but I have to go back soon. "
However, after how many years of being a master and apprentice, Mo Shen still can't understand him?
He said, "Why, we are both teachers and we can't talk about it?"
"no."
"Then let's just say it straight, a man is upright and has nothing to do except death."
"I..." Qiu Shui Wuhen's words came to his lips, he hesitated several times, but failed to say it, and finally turned into a long sigh.
well……
Mo Shen finally took a sip of tea, put it down slowly, and said, "Are you worried that the person who untied the bell will be unable to untie the bell in the future, causing the people to starve and die in the fields?"
"Master?" You know?
Since you know it, why don't you take care of it? If you really want something, how far can you go?
Can't we avoid it?
"What is the purpose of reading the books of sages? Is it to help you learn how to read and write, or is it for spiritual practice?"
"this……"
"I have come to teach you that the purpose of reading is to understand the mind and nature, and to know the future through reading.
Know the causes and understand the consequences.
Only then do we know that there are things we can do and things we cannot do.
This disaster was caused by God's will, but not by man-made disaster?
How can we ignore the will of God when man-made disasters are unjust? "
"What Master means..." The current situation in Yuhaitian is all caused by man-made disasters?
Although he also knew what was going on, he was still shocked when he heard it from his master's mouth.
One heart turns the river upside down, one thought breaks the stormy waves.
Desire for the sea and the sky, Desire for the sea and the sky,
The sea of desire is in turmoil, and I am afraid it will be difficult to rest.
"Mortal people have seven emotions and six desires, and we are no exception. However, our life span is a little longer. However, in life, if a thought is careless, the seven emotions will become obstacles and the six desires will become a sea."
"If we fall into it, our karma will be deeper and we will never be able to extricate ourselves.
The avenue to the sky is also an endless abyss.
The higher the cultivation level, the more severe the karma will be. Once trapped, the consequences are immeasurable. "
"Look at the immortals, how many of them are not among them now?"
Qiu Shui Wuhen froze on the spot, lowering his eyes numbly, looking at himself, and then around the room.
He said in a trembling voice: "Master, can I ask a question?"
"You ask."
Mo Shen finally seemed to know why he wanted it, and he looked at the cup of cold tea with a lump in his throat.
It took a long time to squeeze out the words.
He said, "How much of God's will do humans have?"
"Three points."
"Unchangeable?"
"cannot."
If it could, Baili Suhe would not have entered the world.
"I see."
After hearing this, Qiu Shui Wuhen stood up and said goodbye.
Mo Shen finally felt sorry for his apprentice, but he didn't try to keep him.
Just watch quietly and watch.
There are many things that they cannot decide.
He is determined to help the world, but unable to refute fate.
What you can do is to cultivate your all-powerful abilities and do limited things. .
They cannot save all the people in the world.
Maybe if they leave a spark, their efforts will be in vain.
Dayi, sometimes it doesn't depend on how many things you have done.
Rather, it depends on how you do it.
After leaving the inkstone washing platform, Qiu Shui Wuhen walked aimlessly, seeing the mountains and rivers at his feet remained unchanged, and seeing the Confucianism and Buddhism in the Eight Kings Peak.
Seeing the ripples rippled by the river wind,
I saw that the royal city was covered with clouds and thunder and lightning were faint, but there was still a faint light that was desperately supporting me.
Suddenly, he figured it out.
The world suddenly became bright before his eyes.
So, I hurriedly turned back to the Spring and Autumn Period.
And this scene was seen by Wu Ya who was escorting Yue Zhi. He didn't say anything, just urged him to leave quickly.
Yue Zhi was silent all the way, until he was approaching the Eight Kings Peak, he suddenly stopped and said: "If a person dies, can there be an afterlife?"
Wuya touched his head and said with a smile, "That depends on the person."
After saying that, he held the slightly cold little hand.
Yue Zhi instinctively wanted to pull back, but his strength was too weak and he couldn't break away from the opponent.
After a while, I let him lead me.
As he lowered his head and muffled his voice, his voice became slightly choked.
He said, "Senior brother, is that okay?"
Wu Ya said: "Of course."
"real?"
"Um."
"But..." They all said that Senior Brother Mo would never come back, never come back. He was gone, gone forever and ever.
However, before he could finish speaking, Wu Ya interrupted him and said softly: "No but, Senior Brother Mo just went to a place far away. As long as you practice hard for one day, you can wait until he comes back."
"Really, really?"
"Of course, monks don't lie."
"Lagou."
"Lagou?"
"Well, it only counts if you pull the hook.
I will listen to you, practice hard, and wait for my senior brother to come back.
But, what if senior brother can’t come back? "
"What if I can't come back?"
"I will kill you." Yue Zhi suddenly stopped and raised her face, her eyes shining brightly in the dark night.
Like a crackling flame, it is extremely scorching.
Although he has a small body, his words are very powerful.
Said: "I'm serious, don't underestimate me."
Wuya still laughed after hearing this.
He raised his hand and gently scratched his nose.
Said: "Okay."
