Chapter 79: Renew the Buddha's fate

The old monk stopped and looked up at me. When his eyes looked turbid, they suddenly became bright and bright when they saw me. Although it was only a moment, I discovered it keenly.

The old monk held the broom with one hand and clasped his hands together and said:

"I wonder what new gains will be gained by the donor this time?"

I laughed and said, "Master is joking, how can you discuss gains and losses in front of Buddha? I am here to visit you this time!"

The old monk smiled and said, "I have been waiting for a long time!"

I smiled and said, "Oh? So the master had expected me to come today?"

The old monk smiled but said nothing, but just leaned the broom against the tree, then turned around and walked forward. I was puzzled and followed him strode and asked:

"Why is the master leaving suddenly?"

The old monk smiled and turned around and said, "Please follow me!"

I followed the old monk's footsteps with suspicion. He seemed to be walking unfast, but in fact he was walking vigorously. He kept walking towards the inner courtyard, bypassed the tourist area that was open on weekdays, and walked straight to a small door. He looked back at me and then walked in.

I followed him step by step. After walking into the inner courtyard, I could see many monks walking around, some chanting Buddhist scriptures, some cleaning the yard, and some even cleaning their cassocks by the pool. Those monks respected the old monk very much. When the old monk passed by them, no matter what they were doing, they would stop and greet the old monk. It can be imagined that the old monk had a very high status in Xichan Temple. Such a respected master actually cleaned the yard in front of the tower of repaying grace, which made me puzzled.

I looked very prominent in this yard in casual clothes, but I followed the old monk all the way, and no one asked me a question. The old monk then kept silent and led me to the front of a meditation room. He reached out and pushed open the door and walked in.

I followed him in curiously. The old monk turned around and smiled and said to me:

"Please sit down by the donor!"

I looked at this Zen room. The decoration was very simple. There was only a wooden bed, a very small table, and two chairs in the room. On one side of the Zen room, there was an incense table. Behind the incense table was a statue of the Tathagata Buddha. The sandalwood on the incense table was wafting out of the incense table. There were two grass cushions in front of the incense table. The center of the cushion has been worn out. It seems that it has been used for a long time. It is really rare to place Buddha statues in the incense room.

I sat down on the chair as I said, and the old monk looked at me and said with a smile:

"Donor, last time I felt that you and my Buddha had an inseparable fate. This time I met, this feeling was even more obvious, so I took the liberty to ask the donor to come and meet."

I looked at the old monk and said with a smile:

"The master asked me to come over, it wouldn't be that simple conversation?"

The old monk smiled and said:

"The donor is straightforward and I don't beat around the bush. Do you think there is some kind of thought in Xichan Temple that makes you feel particularly friendly?"

Mind power? Maybe it is a name in Buddhism. Anyway, it is just a feeling for me.

I smiled and said:

“To be precise, it should be in the tower of repaying gratitude.”

The old monk was happy and grabbed my hand. He didn't look like a monk at all. His voice was a little trembling:

"So the donor really has a sense of it?"

Seeing my shocked look, he quickly let go of my hand, his old face turned red, and he clasped his hands together:

"I'm sorry, I'm losing my composure..."

I said, "It seems that the master is very concerned about this matter. In fact, I just feel this way. This is not the first time I have come to Xichan Temple, but after I came to Xichan Temple last time, the closer I get to the Pagoda, the stronger my feelings are..."

I saw the old monk listening with all his attention, couldn't help but smile, and then said:

"The situation is the same this time. If I hadn't seen the master, I would have gone up the tower to see what happened!"

The old monk's face was a little excited, he stood up and said:

"Please wait for a moment."

After saying that, I walked to the incense table and took a gray box in front of the Buddha statue. I looked at the box in his hand carefully. It looked very ordinary, as if it was an ordinary wooden box, but there were some strange patterns on the lid. When I looked at the patterns, I always felt that I had realized something, but I could not grasp that feeling.

The old monk walked to the table, placed the box on the table in front of me, and looked at me and said:

"Donor, I'm going to open the box..."

I glanced at the old monk in a strange way and said to myself:

"Just open it. Didn't you just show it to me? Why do I do if I open a box?"

I said with a smile: "Please!"

The old monk's movements were very slow. He slowly reached out and gently held the lid of the box, rubbing his fingers on the lid, as if he had a deep affection with the box. Finally, he took a deep breath and opened the lid of the box...

Just as the old monk opened the lid of the box, I felt a powerful attraction coming from the box, and the box was only opened a crack. The reaction of the Longteng true qi on my body was beyond my imagination. Almost in an instant, the Longteng true qi started running wildly. I looked at the opened box with horror on my face, and a string of Buddhist beads lying quietly inside, crystal clear and colorful.

If the feeling in the Bo En Tower is compared with the current feeling, it is really a witch. In front of this string of Buddhist beads, I can't control the operation of the Longteng true qi. In just a moment, the true qi in my body has been running wildly for more than ten weeks, and the increase in the true qi made me a little scared. In just a moment, the true qi has doubled! My meridians have begun to hurt faintly, and they cannot accommodate the huge true qi that suddenly appears.

The old monk seemed to see something wrong with me, so he quickly closed the box. As soon as the box was closed, the gravity disappeared. I quickly sat down and guided the true qi to slowly retract into the dantian. At this time, I found that in just about one minute, the golden light of the true qi in my body was soaring, and the true qi near the dantian was extremely active. It was different from the simple Longteng true qi before. It took me a long time to straighten out the true qi that was almost out of control.

I opened my eyes, looked at the old monk awkwardly and said, "Master, I have reacted too strongly..."

The old monk looked at me and said happily:

"It seems that the donor is really the person I'm looking for..."

I asked in confusion:

"Who are you looking for?"

The old monk said, "This matter is a long story. The string of rosary was left by the master. Before he drove to the crane, he told me that from one day this year - the day when the donor came to Xichan Temple last time, he would worship the string of rosary in front of the Buddha statue on the top of the tower for an hour every day, and people with destiny would have a sense of their thoughts."

I felt like I was listening to myths. I could have such a clear reaction after two hours a day. What is this rosary?

The old monk continued, "The master continued to instruct that after finding the destined person, he would give this rosary to the destined person, and he would definitely be able to exert the strongest effect of the rosary..."

I opened my mouth in surprise. Could the old monk's master really be able to calculate? I knew that I was going to Xichan Temple that day, so I told them to worship on the Pagoda for two hours every day from that day. Listening to the old monk, his master had passed away, but the Pagoda has only been built for more than ten or twenty years. It can be seen that the master will not die for too long. Is there really such a legendary monk in modern society?

I suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Master, why did I not react at all when I put the rosary in the box?"

The old monk sighed: "The master's great wisdom. This small box was made by the master himself. I don't understand the mystery. I also asked the donor to accept the rosary with a smile. This is the will of the master. I finally completed it today..."

Thinking of the violent Longteng true energy just now, I quickly pushed the box away and said:

"I dare not ask for it. I opened the box just now and almost killed me. My sense of this rosary is too strong. It must not be the one you are destined to be mentioned by your master. You should find someone else!"

The old monk suddenly spoke:

"Donor, all things in the world are mutually reborn and restrained. There are disadvantages and advantages. Although this thing causes inconvenience to the donor, I believe the donor will also benefit a lot from it, right?"

I turned around and asked in surprise:

"How did you know?"

The old monk hesitated for a moment and said frankly: "This is not what I said, but the teacher told me. If the other party does not accept the rosary, I will say the few words I just said..."

At this moment, "shock" can no longer describe my mood. The deceased master is simply omniscient and omniscient. Everything that happened today has completely exceeded my cognition. I have always been a materialist and never believe in religion. Today, for the first time, I have developed a strong interest in Buddhism. What power has made Buddhist disciples full of legendary colors?

I asked, "Master, is your master saying anything else?"

The old monk said, "No more, the master said that the donor will definitely accept the rosary because the donor pursues the ultimate meaning of life."

I suddenly fell into deep thought. I have never been very concerned about the pursuit of power. I think it’s enough to be enough, and martial arts are even dispensable. Every time Longteng’s true energy improves, I almost take risks in a passive situation, but instead make progress. In my life and work, I have never felt what Longteng has to do to myself. If I increase my physical fitness, shadow training is enough for me to spend my whole life in an ordinary army.

However, as I unknowingly improve my cultivation, especially today by chance, my strength has increased by more than one level, and I also have a vague understanding:

In fact, practicing Longteng True Qi does not lie in the pursuit of ultimate power, but more in the pursuit of the ultimate meaning of life. Maybe force will not be used for the rest of your life, but this state of mind can benefit you throughout your life. What's more, life is impermanent, and having enough power can make your life develop in the direction you plan.

Although this string of rosary is dangerous, its help to me is self-evident. Thinking of this, I reached out to take the box and said:

"I would like to thank the Master for your generous gift. By the way, Master has added such a valuable gift to me, I don't know if there is anything I need to do."

Who said there is no free lunch in the world? I really met it today. The old monk smiled and said:

"No, the donor has a connection with my Buddha and a connection with the Buddhist beads. I just let the Buddhist beads return to where it should be."

I nodded and said, "thank you, Master, by the way, can you tell me the name of this string of rosary?"

The old monk turned his face and looked at the Buddha statue in the room and said lightly:

"Whatever you call it, it's what you want, the name is just a code name..."

I nodded slightly and said, "I have received the teachings, so I will leave!"

The old monk smiled and nodded and said, "Donor walk slowly."

I took the ancient box with my uninjured left hand and walked out of the courtyard. Many monks along the way saw me, but no one came up to ask questions. I should have appeared here as if I had been up and down. I was worried that the box would suddenly fail and if the power of the rosary was released again, I would have lost all my life. I was worried that Xiaoying would be anxious in the Bo En Tower, so I speeded up and walked towards the Bo En Tower.

Xiaoying was indeed anxiously waiting for me at the bottom of the tower. Since I arrived at the emergency maneuver operational combat force, I handed in my cell phone. I bought one last time and kept it secretly in the safe. I didn't bring it with me this time. Xiaoying couldn't find me, so I had to wait.

I walked over quickly. Xiaoying saw me and hurriedly came up and asked worriedly:

"Changfeng, where have you been? I waited on the second floor for a long time but didn't see you coming up, so I came down to look for you but couldn't find you. I didn't dare to walk away, so I had to wait here stupidly."

I said apologetically:

"Sorry, Xiaoying, I've been delayed! I just met an acquaintance and chatted with me for a few words."

Xiaoying's temper was originally very gentle, and she was worried and angry. As soon as I explained, her anger subsided. She saw the box in my hand at a glance and asked curiously:

"Changfeng, where did you get such a beautiful box? Is it a gift for me? You, a ghost, must have secretly gone to buy me a gift!"

After saying that, I reached out to take the box in my hand. If the box was opened by her, it would be great? I hurriedly hid the box behind me and said:

"Xiaoying, Xiaoying, this... was given to me by that friend just now, not the gift I bought for you...why will I go out and buy you a gift?"

Xiaoying said disappointedly: "Oh, it turns out that I have opened my peacock again?"

I smiled and put the box into my pocket, then reached out to hug Xiaoying and said:

"Silly girl, I love you so much, how can you say you are self-indulgent! You are using the words inappropriately! Haha, let's go up quickly, it's been delayed for so long!"
Chapter completed!