Mirroring the changes

Since then, Monk Yingmo has become more taciturn.

Even in front of his most beloved master, this is the case.

Master Xinyi was a little worried.

"Master~ I greet you."

"Well, disciple, you seem to have not been here for a long time."

"Master, these days, I am at a critical juncture in my practice."

"I see."

"Hey! You have already broken through to the acquired perfection?!"

"Yes~"

"Well, don't be impatient, remember?"

"Yes, Master."

Master Xinyi frowned.

He possessed the secret technique of the Nalanda "Book of Sins", which could sense the karma of a person.

I don't know why Yingmo's karma suddenly increased so much.

...

"Master, you called me?"

Master Xinyi looked at the disciple who had not come for a long time, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"Well, how is your practice recently?"

"Master, everything is going well."

Monk Yingmo's tone was very light, as if he had no emotion.

Zen Master Xinyi frowned: "You have already broken through to the middle stage of Xiantian?!"

"Child, more haste, less speed."

"I know, Master."

Zen Master Xinyi was a little worried. It was obvious that his disciple did not take his advice to heart.

"Well, you go back."

"Yes, Master."

Monk Yingmo looked at his master and wanted to say something, but a hint of determination flashed in his eyes and he turned and left.

Zen Master Xinyi looked at his back and sighed deeply.

It seemed that he had not had soup for a long time.

...

"Master...drink soup."

Zen Master Xinyi looked at Yingmo who came in with egg drop soup and was happy.

"Hahaha, good boy, why are you here so late?"

"Master, there are many people talking during the day."

"Yes, Master understands."

"Go ahead, what's the matter?"

Monk Ying Mo's face was slightly embarrassed: "Master's eyesight is still good."

"Master, I want to... go to the Sutra Library."

Chan Master Xinyi paused slightly while holding the bowl, drank a mouthful of soup slowly, and then looked up at the disciple in front of him.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little strange.

The Sutra Library is a lucrative job in the Nalanda Monastery, but looking at the disciple in front of him, Zen Master Xinyi did not refuse after all.

"Okay!"

...

"Master, what does this mean?"

Monk Ying Mo asked, holding an ancient book.

Chan Master Xinyi took the egg drop soup and glanced at "Detailed Explanation of Formation" indifferently.

I don't understand why his disciple suddenly became interested in formation.

Obviously, a long time ago, he was indifferent to these things.

"Well, this sentence means that the art of formation pays attention to 'the right time, the right place, and the right people'."

"The right time is the time, the right place is the feng shui, and the right people is the luck."

"All three are indispensable."

Ying Mo nodded and took his master's words to heart very seriously.

...

"Master~"

Master Xinyi looked at the pale disciple in front of him and frowned slightly.

Since he learned the art of formation, he suddenly came a long time ago.

"Well, you have broken through to the inner realm?"

At this time, Master Xinyi's doubts were even tighter.

Although his disciple's cultivation aptitude is good, it is not yet to the level of amazing talent.

But why is his cultivation so fast?

In just seven years, he directly entered the inner realm from the acquired world.

"Child, practice and cultivate your mind, and you can't fall behind in the Buddhist scriptures."

Monk Ying Mo had no expression on his face, but a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"I know, Master."

After saying that, he hurried away.

…

"Have you heard? A black gas came out of the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave!"

Finally, the seal of Mara in the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave loosened.

The whole Nalanda Temple was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Master, you called me?"

Monk Yingmo hurried over and looked at the Zen Master Xinyi in front of him. In a trance, he felt ashamed.

At the same time, Zen Master Xinyi also looked at his disciple and looked at him carefully.

"Disciple, how is your reading of the Buddhist scriptures?"

Monk Yingmo was speechless.

He had been busy practicing, so he had no time to read the Buddhist scriptures.

"Alas, the seal of Mara has loosened. You should read more Buddhist scriptures."

The master and the disciple parted unhappily again.

I don't know when, there seemed to be an irreparable crack between the two.

…

Zen Master Xinyi did not wait for Monk Yingmo.

But he waited for Abbot Zhenxin.

Abbot Zhenxin repeated Monk Xinguang's prophecy, and Zen Master Xinyi couldn't help but feel a "thump" in his heart.

Could it be related to Ying Mo?

This was Master Xinyi's first feeling.

But when he learned the result of Master Lichen's guess, he still didn't want to believe it.

Perhaps, all causes and effects have been destined.

Master Xinyi couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met Ying Mo.

Alas, I can't go back.

…

In the destroyed alchemy room of Nalanda Temple.

Master Xinyi reached out and brushed his disciple's face.

The eyes that had witnessed many disasters finally found permanent rest.

"Child, the reincarnation of monks and Taoists, we will meet again if we are destined."

Feeling the gradually cold body in his arms, Master Xinyi finally sighed.

His heart was empty, as if something important was missing.

Then his consciousness became trance, and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, a Buddha's name came to my ears.

Zen Master Xinyi raised his head slightly, and he could feel a person standing at the head of the bed.

"Little monk...Li Chen."

When Zen Master Xinyi heard this, he was shocked and quickly struggled to get up from the bed: "Xinyi has met Master Lichen."

Abbot Zhenxin had informed his plan before.

He naturally knew that Li Chen's death was a ploy to confuse the enemy.

"Master Xinyi doesn't need to be polite."

Li Chen hurriedly stepped forward and gently supported him.

"Actually, I took the liberty of visiting you, but I have something to say to Master."

Li Chen re-sealed the Cave of Ten Thousand Buddhas yesterday, and when he returned to Landa Temple, everything had settled.

"When the young monk sealed the Cave of Ten Thousand Buddhas yesterday, he found a handwritten letter."

"It was left by Zen Master Yingmo."

After speaking, he handed a scroll of plain brocade to Zen Master Xinyi.

This letter was found under a Buddha after he rebuilt the 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong Array'.

Zen Master Xinyi did not answer: "I still need to trouble the master."

Li Chen was stunned for a moment and glanced at Zen Master Xinyi's face.

Yesterday, his act of blinding himself in order to make Ying Mo turn around was really admirable.

Li Chen sighed softly, spread out the brocade, and read: "This letter is hidden in the cave to express regret in my heart."

"Master, after seeing this letter, the disciple should silently kneel down and thank his teacher."

…

Everything left in the letter is Monk Yingmo’s heart.

and experiences over the years.

Because of the blood feud.

The first time he entered the Cave of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he was bewitched by Mara.

At first he was very repulsive, but later he couldn't resist the temptation and gradually fell into it.

On the one hand, he received a lot of inheritance and guidance from Mara, so his cultivation level increased by leaps and bounds.

On the other hand, he learned the basics of the formation and helped Mara destroy the 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong Formation'.

PS: Recommended tickets, monthly tickets.