The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Three days later, Li Muchen went to Tianzhu Temple again, but did not see Zhi Ren.

Wuhua said that Zhiren was in seclusion.

Wuhua gave Li Muchen a simple wooden box, which was only a little bigger than the palm of his hand. Inside was a very mini bow, which looked like a child's toy.

In addition, there is a hand-copied scripture.

"Master spent three days and three nights writing this." Unable to say.

Only then did Li Muchen find out that Zhiren had asked him to wait for three days in order to write this sutra.

He opened it and looked, but there wasn't a word inside.

This is a wordless scripture.

But every page contains the spiritual thoughts of Zhi Ren.

Li Muchen swept it with his spiritual consciousness, and endless wisdom poured into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Many obscure spells rose and fell in his mind like a tide.

These symbols are the same as those mysterious symbols on the Six Imaginary Wheel.

"Compass Sutra!"

Li Muchen was a little surprised and a little emotional.

This is an extremely obscure book.

Zhi Ren used his thousand years of cultivation to understand and write it on the Wordless Sutra with his spiritual thoughts, which is equivalent to re-translating and annotating the Compass Sutra. But even so, these contents are extremely mysterious.

He took out the Six Void Wheel, poured mana into it, and the wheel lit up with light.

Countless spaces were distorted and intertwined, and different time and space were intertwined. In the cycle of retrieval, he saw the deep and ancient permanence.

Is that the Six Paths of Reincarnation?

Heaven and earth, gods and demons, good and evil, cause and effect, are all in it.

Li Muchen suddenly felt dizzy.

He knew that with his current strength, he could not face the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The Six Void Wheel Rotating Disk is not the Six Paths of Reincarnation itself, but a magic weapon created by the gods and demons and borrowed from the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

In fact, the most important thing is the Compass Sutra. The secret of reincarnation and the secret of time and space are all in it.

Of course, such a mysterious technique cannot be mastered in a day or two. Zhiren has been practicing for thousands of years and has been reincarnated for several generations. Time and space are still wrong, and he cannot break through the blockade of fate. Of course, Li Muchen cannot master it immediately.

But it gave him hope, because with the Six Void Wheels and the Compass Sutra, in time, the secret realms in the world will no longer be able to hinder him. He can go to most places such as the Secret Realm of Huangze, the Nine Netherworlds of Huangquan... .

If he hadn't had to go to Kowloon Island to deal with the purple electric dragon eel, he would have wished to retreat immediately and meditate on this sutra.

When Wu Hua saw the Six Void Wheel in Li Muchen's hand, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she didn't ask any more questions.

"Does Master Zhiren have anything else to say to me?" Li Muchen asked.

Buddhism attaches great importance to fate. Supreme and mysterious methods such as the Compass Sutra require great opportunities.

"Master said that dreams are empty flowers. Once in a thousand years, the autumn wind has begun, and all things are desolate. The donor is a destined person and a lover. Please give Prajna water to inspire the lotus heart."

Li Muchen was slightly startled.

This monk still couldn't let go of that relationship.

However, even if he had the Compass Sutra, what could he do to help him?

Li Muchen breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards Qiantang Lake.

Hundreds of sails are floating on the lake, and people are walking on the embankment. People visiting the lake can see the beautiful scenery of the lake, but who can feel the chill in the autumn wind? Who cares about the fallen flowers all over the ground?

This is a peaceful time...

Autumn is here, the weather is getting colder, the world is depressed, and no one can escape it.

At this moment, Li Muchen suddenly felt that everything in the world, the warmth and coldness of the world, the changes in the world, everything was reincarnation.

……

Ding Xiang came out of the gymnasium and looked at the sky above her head in a daze.

She was a little depressed watching today's match. It was a taekwondo match between players from China and South Korea. The Chinese players lost, a bit unfairly.

Seeing his despair when he fell behind and struggled to catch up, but could never catch up, Ding Xiang had the urge to rush forward and help him fight.

But she knew that was impossible. Except the rules don't allow it, and she can't beat it either.

It has been a year since she started practicing, but she is still like a blank sheet of paper and has accomplished nothing.

At the beginning, she developed some so-called achievements, such as Qi sense, keen sixth sense, etc. Lin Manqing even envied her for a time because she had a perception similar to "divine consciousness" very early on.

With such "results" and the fact that she has five yin bodies, she once proudly thought that she was a spiritual genius. Although she didn't understand what the five yin bodies meant.

But later, instead of growing, those "results" slowly disappeared, as if she had never had them. If Lin Manqing hadn't proven that she had, she would have thought it was all her imagination.

Li Muchen had diagnosed her, but he seemed to have come to no conclusion. He could only attribute it to the fact that the exercises he taught were not suitable for her, so he changed a set of exercises for her to practice.

But she still didn't get anything done.

For a while, Lilac was depressed.

Think about Lin Manqing today, who is incredibly powerful, but she is still a female college student with no power to restrain herself.

It took a long time for her to slowly accept the fact that she was an idiot when it came to spiritual practice.

So she has given up practicing now, otherwise she would not have time to watch the game.

"Hey, Ding Xiang, what are you thinking about?" Classmate Zhao Qian took two cups of milk tea and handed her one cup, "Looking at your unhappy look, the loser is not your boyfriend!"

Ding Xiang said: "It's not because of this, but I'm a little tired after watching the games for several days. I won't watch the next games and go back to the dormitory to rest for two days."

Zhao Qian said: "How can that be done? I have bought the tickets and there are still two games left. You can't let me watch alone, right? I don't have a boyfriend. What will I do if you don't accompany me?"

Ding Xiang said: "There are so many boys around you every day, you just pick one."

"Tch, you think I don't know. They are surrounding me like flies, and it's not because of you!" Zhao Qian said disdainfully and a little jealously, "You are one of the famous beauties of West University in our school. Ever since Miss Lin got engaged, , even the school is not here, Western University has only three universities left, and you have lost another competitor."

Ding Xiang was not very interested in this kind of topic and did not answer the conversation.

Zhao Qian said: "Oh, forget it, you don't want to watch the game, I'll go shopping with you, let's go to Qiantang Lake."

Ding Xiang said: "With the long holiday these days, Qiantang Lake must be crowded with people and there won't be much scenery to see."

"Oh, my eldest lady, what kind of scenery do you want to see? It only requires a lot of people to make it lively. If you want to see the scenery, what day can't you see it?"

The two of them were talking when they suddenly saw a commotion in front of them. Many people were rushing towards them, as if there was some big shot.

Zhao Qian likes to join in the fun and pokes her head around: "Ah, isn't that the South Korean player Park Chenggong who won the competition just now? Look, there are many people looking for his autograph."

Ding Xiang was originally unhappy because the Chinese players lost, but when she saw the South Korean players, she was in no mood.

However, Zhao Qian had already taken her hand and squeezed over.

Many female fans were asking Park Chenggong for autographs, but were stopped by the staff. There were two young men next to Park Chenggong who were also wearing training uniforms. Their eyes were sinister and fierce, staring at the crowd warily, looking like bodyguards.

Ding Xiang was already outstanding, and with her slightly bored expression at this time, she was particularly eye-catching among the female fans.

Park Chenggong walked and scribbled his signature, enjoying the joy of the winner. His proud eyes glanced at the enthusiastic fans and landed on Lilac's face.

Then there was light in his eyes.

He walked toward the crowd, and the fans became enthusiastic, but he didn't even look at it and walked towards Lilac.

"Miss, I can sign my name on any part of your body." He said in broken Chinese.