A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 9
My head started to hurt again, maybe it was because I recalled Susu, or maybe it was just because I drank too much before, I patted my face, trying to wake myself up, not far away is Qingyunzong , I have to find a place to climb over the wall.

Qingyun Sect is a famous sect, so naturally it also has all sorts of messy rules, such as signing in for morning exercises in the morning, for example, there will be a small competition every three and five, and the winner can get extra rewards such as magic tools and spirit stones. Rewards, such as taking as needed when cooking, and not wasting food...

Oh, and of course there is also the rule that you are not allowed to stay outside at ordinary times, and you must return to the Zongmen before midnight.

I was so desperate that I came to the gate of the sect just in time, picked a wall that looked more resistant to climbing, and was about to show off my skills, when a startled shout came from behind me, "Bold, who would dare to trespass on me?" Qingyun Sect!"

I was shocked when I heard the words, turned away expressionlessly, and saw an outer disciple carrying a lantern to watch the night.

And when he saw my outfit clearly, he also froze there.

After a while, his tone slowed down a little, and he asked, "Why did the master break into my Qingyun sect at night?"

Ordinary people who don't understand the world of cultivating immortals may have the illusion that Buddhism and Taoism are incompatible, but this is not the case.

The cultivation methods of Buddhism and Taoism are different, and the treasures of heaven and earth that everyone uses to improve their cultivation are also different, and there is basically no conflict on weekdays.

In addition, Buddhist disciples, most of them practice hard and like to enter meditation. On weekdays, they are compared with each other. They are either eating vegetarian food or reciting Buddha's name. Only a few go out, so they naturally have a harmonious relationship with Taoism.

On the other hand, the different factions of the Taoist sect, I have also taken a fancy to the panacea you are looking for, I am also good at the exercises you practice, and everyone has a need for courtship, so what should I do, I can only fight.

Coupled with the fact that the big guys like to run around outside, subduing demons and slaying demons, it is inevitable that they will meet each other. As time goes by and the grievances deepen, they may not look pleasing to each other.

I belong to the night does not return now, of course I can't admit my identity as a disciple of Qingyun Sect, so I can only put my hands together and continue to talk nonsense.

"The poor monk wandered here, thinking of his old friends, he couldn't help but come to see him."

The night patrol disciple couldn't help feeling suspicious, "I don't know which senior I sent Master's old friend, why didn't Master go the right way?"

My heart tightened, I don't know the answer to this question, but now I'm already at the end of the road, so I can only smile, pretending to be profound, and gave him a look of self-understanding.

I didn't expect that kid to be very upright, so he frowned and thought hard.

I was still thinking about how to continue singing this play, but he suddenly raised his head, looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with high spirits, "Hahaha, I got it, I got it... The master is here to find me Qing Yunzong Dear Wei, Xiao Wei is the head of the sect."

After speaking, he stared at me nervously, like a primary school student waiting for the teacher to announce the answer.

I was also shocked, and asked him, "How did you guess that it was the head of Wei?"

He scratched his head and smiled honestly, "To be honest, Master, although I am a Taoist, I also like to study Buddhist classics on weekdays, such as "Miaofa Lotus Sutra", "Great Fangguang Buddha Huayan Sutra", "Guan Wuliangshou I have read all the scriptures, and then I will read some short Buddhist stories, mainly to enrich myself, improve my knowledge and self-cultivation..."

"Stop, get to the point."

"Oh, in short, when I saw your vigorous and heroic posture when you climbed over the wall, Master, I couldn't help but think of the legend of Buddhism crossing the river with a reed. And you came down from the wall after seeing me, which seems to remind me When the current road is blocked, you can try to look at the problem in reverse, and it is very likely that you will suddenly see the light.

"And what is Yiwei in turn? Isn't that Wei Yi?"

I also fell into silence when I heard the words, and asked him seriously after a while, "Why didn't you cross the river and go the other way?"

He became more excited as soon as he slapped his thigh, and said with bright eyes, "I did think about this problem, but then I remembered that you had smiled at me, Master, and then I suddenly realized that Master, you gave me this early in the morning. Answer."

"awesome."

My admiration came from the bottom of my heart, and at the same time I reached out and patted his shoulder, "Yes, you are very good. The roots of wisdom are deeply planted, which shows that I have a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

His mouth was almost cracked at the back of his head by my praise, and he said, "Don't dare, I'm notoriously dull in the sect, otherwise the elders wouldn't have sent me to watch the night."

After listening to his words, I began to think, whether the cultivation world has really been at peace for too long. If we go back to the past war years and put such a god to guard the gate, my Qingyun sect has probably been wiped out hundreds of times. .

The night patrol disciple was happy for a while, but finally he didn't forget the business, he slapped his head, "Look at my memory, I haven't asked the master's name yet? I'm going to pass it on to Sect Master Wei."

Just at this time, a breeze blew up in the mountains, blowing my skirt, exposing my white thighs. I turned around and looked at the distant mountains with misty eyes. After a while, I let out a long sigh.

"The name of the poor monk, that...Wukong."

(End of this chapter)