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Chapter 1085 Thanks to Brother Tim for 21 Boxes of Dali Pills

The old monk saluted me and turned around and led me into Qixia Temple. The temple was desolate and dilapidated. This surprised me. This is Jinling. How could such a temple exist? Besides, the Qixia Guild Hall, which was invested and built by the state, is at the foot of the mountain?

Of course, no matter how surprised I was, I was not stupid enough to ask him. I followed him around the front hall full of dead leaves and came to the nave. The nave was majestic from afar, hanging high on the Great Hall. In the hall, a huge golden-body Tathagata could be seen sitting upright in it.

The old monk walked to the front of the hall in three steps, and after giving a big gift, he stood up and turned his head and made a gesture of inviting me.

After I looked at him again, I didn't feel that he had cultivation. However, I didn't sense the anger and me who claimed to be mine that day, so I can't rule out whether this is another master who makes me look up to.

Follow him into the hall.

The hall was clean and clean. I bowed outside the hall and then took off my shoes and walked in.

The old monk found a futon for me and signaled me to sit down.

Because I didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, I sat down without hesitation, but I was thinking in my heart that I didn't know if he had seen the previous scene.

After the old monk poured me a cup of tea, he sat opposite me and raised his wrinkled forehead and said, "I am the reason. If the donor appears here, it must be the result."

I looked at him in surprise and said: Where does the master start?

The old monk said straight to the point: Start with the old scissors.

My grandpa?

I exclaimed: Do you know my grandfather?

The old monk waved his hand and said, "The donor has a wrong idea. I don't know your grandfather, but I just obeyed the order of my master. I have been alone in this temple for more than ten years, waiting for someone."

I said tentatively: Me?

He nodded and said: That's right.

After saying that, he got up and walked to the foot of the Buddha statue, opened a drawer next to it, took out a painting from it, and then opened the painting in front of me.

There are three people in the painting, two of whom are dressed in the same clothes and are standing side by side in front of a woman in white.

Isn't this the previous scene?

How could it be exactly the same as the one in the painting?

When I was about to ask, the old monk said first: This was given to my master, Zen Master Yixin, more than ten years ago. The master gave it to me before he passed away, and told me that I must wait until the person in the painting appears before leaving here.

It's my grandfather again.

Could it be that he had known about this scene more than ten years ago? Of course, the premise is that this old monk is not cheating on me.

I dispelled this idea as soon as it emerged. Looking at the calluses on the old monk's palm and the patched knees, I had no right to doubt a devout ascetic monk.

Only then did he believe this fact, so he wondered: I was very curious why my grandfather wanted to leave this painting here.

The old monk said: In order to prove the truth.

Prove the truth?

I looked at him for no reason, smiled dryly and said: I don’t understand what the master said.

The old monk said lightly: Use your strength to attain the Tao and become saints, and the three corpses have achieved the Tao and become saints, and the merits have achieved the Tao and become saints. However, the premise of all saints is to have certain merits, and it cannot be achieved without great magic power. Only when you achieve enlightenment can you become saints. Your grandfather is experiencing the Tao through divination, and you are a step in your innate life and become saints in the past.

this?

I was stunned at that time, one step ahead, and I became a saint in the past?

How is this possible?

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It is said that human calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. No matter who it is, as long as it exists under the rules of heaven, you can only follow the laws of heaven. After all, it is just a joke, let alone a step in the innate world.

I thought for a while and said, "Then I want to ask the master, he proved the truth through divination. Does this have anything to do with the master waiting for me here?"

The old monk smiled and nodded and said: I have said before that I am the cause and the donor is the result, so it is naturally related.

After saying that, he raised his hand to put away the scroll, then signaled me to wait for a while, and walked slowly towards the back of the hall. After a while, a yellow cloth package appeared in his hand, and walked up to me and handed it to me and said: This is what your grandfather left with the scroll back then, and handed it to you after you appear.

I reached out to take the yellow cloth package and could vaguely feel like a box inside. I was about to open it, but the old monk raised his hand to stop him and said: "The donor should take it away and watch it."

I stopped moving and asked: Since the master has already realized this fruit, where do you want to go?

The old monk sighed and said, "I have lived in more than fifty-nine times again, and I have no worries in this life, but I have ended my life."

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