Chapter 1107

"This is the Buddhist hall. Please have a rest for a while."

Under the guidance of Abbot Xuankong, they came to a side hall of Zhenyuan temple. There are monks doing their daily homework in the main hall. Other Buddhist temples also have different abbots. Referring to large Buddhist temples, there will never be only one building.

Of course, as practitioners, these Buddhist practices are not the same as ordinary monks. When they need to enter the Buddhist sect and improve their accomplishments, they will shut up in their own homes and will not continue their usual morning and evening lessons.

"Benefactor, can I count your life for you?"

The Buddhist hall is clean and tidy. Although it is not decorated with gold, silver and jewelry, the warm tone used gives people a magnificent feeling. The mysterious voice reverberates in the Buddhist hall. If it is chanting Buddhist scriptures, the echo effect will be very good to strengthen memory.

But Xuankong's words made Chutian feel interesting.

Fortune telling, that is, the way of divination, is also known to Chutian himself, but Chutian has rarely divined his own destiny, because his destiny has become complicated since the last life.

Some people say that people's destiny can't be controlled, because the world is changing all the time. However, Chutian knows that the movement of the material world is regular. Even if there are some irregular existence, as long as the development rules can be exhausted and the data reaches a pole, then all the fates are arranged, just to see which one has gone It's just an arrangement.

The same is true of Buddhists. They preach that the fate of human beings is certain. In the last life they commit evil, in this life they suffer, in this life they suffer, and in the next life they enjoy happiness. This concept provides many mortals with the spiritual source of living and working in peace and contentment, but practitioners often ignore it.

"Yes, but I have something to say. I can't see through my life." Chutian light way.

It's not that Chutian pretends. When he comes to this world, he really doesn't know what he should do. After Liu pinger's experience, Chutian feels that he has stripped off some things and recovered some things. He really can't see through his future.

Xuankong smiles and asks Chutian, "I haven't asked for your name, which, to a certain extent, determines a person's life."

"Chutian."

Chutian? Not only Xuankong Leng for a while, even Jueming they are also in a daze, after all, they also know Chutian's name for the first time.

In this world, Chutian has put aside the code name of Qingyun. He shows his heart to Liu pinger. Then the people of jiujimen stab Chutian's heart.

Xuankong murmured: "in the name of heaven, you have to bear the destiny. If you can't bear the destiny, you will be widowed and lonely, and you will be sad all your life. In my opinion, the benefactor's hall is full, his face is firm, and he has the feeling of cutting and chiseling. He must have suffered inhuman tribulation and gone through the road that ordinary people can't reach, but the destiny is still on you, just...

just?

Jueming, Jimeng and others all raised their ears. Their eyes in the dark sky were shining with golden light, as if they were living Buddha. Their eyes were staring at Chutian, as if they wanted to see through the whole of Chutian.

"In my opinion, the donor's bone age is only more than 20 years old. If it's the body that he lost, it's just that. But the donor's soul is only more than 20 years old. In just 20 years, I can't imagine what the donor has experienced."

Hiss...

Ji Meng took a cold breath and realized that his breathing was a little heavier. Jin Wu and Yin Wu could hear their heart beating clearly.

At first, they thought that Chutian was an ancient god, that is, a God left over from ancient times. But now it seems that he can't be an ancient god in his twenties. It's OK for them to call Chutian brother.

For this matter, Chutian did not deny, although he experienced three generations, but in the second time, he gave up everything and returned to the earth, which is equivalent to only keeping the memory.

If Chu Tian had not only memory, but the so-called soul wear, then his soul would not be so young, and he could even have the power of the soul of a practitioner. Of course, he did not, and even now his soul cultivation was obtained by later practice.

"Ha ha, what's the difference between saying it and not saying it?" Chutian said with a smile: "I know my origin clearly."

Xuankong folded up his pupil and said, "benefactor, do you want to ask about the future? But now the world is in chaos. I can't even foresee my own future. How can I see the future of the benefactor? However, there are three magic weapons in Zhenyuan Temple: the true Buddha's edict, the Buddha's relic, and the god Buddha's floating wall. Surely the god Buddha's floating wall can help the benefactor. "

Chutian laughed and said to Xuankong, "thank you very much."

"Ha ha ha!" Xuankong laughed: "benefactor is the real temperament, really not interested in the fate of my Buddha?"

Chu Tian: "if you say that again, I'll do it!"

"..."

after a short silence, Xuankong continued: "the true Buddha Dharma purport must have been seen by the benefactor. It was left by the founder of Zhenyuan temple when he was in Yuanying realm, and the Buddhist relic was left by the third generation of Zhenyuan temple's Abbot after his passing away. It condensed his whole life's Buddhist perception and had great power. As for the floating wall of the god Buddha, it was a relic This is the root of Zhenyuan temple's choice to establish its sect here. "Jueming also listened carefully. Generally speaking, the religious gate of practitioners is far away from the world, but the Zhenyuan temple is built directly in the busy city of mortals. Apart from the particularity of the practitioners, there must be other reasons. Unexpectedly, it is because of the floating wall of the Buddha.

Buddhists only talk about Buddha, not God.

"The floating wall of the god Buddha is located in the forbidden area of Zhenyuan temple. When the ancient gods and Buddhas gathered here, the surrounding environment changed, leaving behind their own voice, face and smile, and gradually became the floating wall of the god Buddha. Later, the successive presiders of Zhenyuan temple had understood the floating wall, and depicted the gods or Buddhas they could see, and built it outside God Buddha Hall. "

Chutian browed lightly and doubted: "such an important place? Is the abbot willing to let me, an outsider, see it? "

Xuankong said with a smile: "in addition to the poor monk's curiosity about the benefactor, there is another reason. The floating wall of the god Buddha is viewed by those who are predestined. As for the god Buddha Hall, all people can visit it. For those who are not predestined, it is impossible to see the floating wall even if they live in the god Buddha Hall all their lives."

Chu Tian stall hands: "maybe I am that predestined relationship?"

"The poor monk was also predestined to meet him once, and got the Dharma. If the benefactor was predestined to meet him, maybe he would have a better chance." Xuane seldom said.