Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 566
After listening to her explanation, Qian Dai became even more puzzled, "How long ago did Huofeng come to thank you now? I always feel that something is weird."

"Don't think about it, the master has his own reasons, the most important thing is to be optimistic about the little prince!" Liu Yun persuaded and went to play with Mo Zhinan's little bun.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Fragrance and mist curl up in the Infinite Hall, and the sound of chanting scriptures and the sound of wooden fish come from thousands of mountains and rivers, telling the various causes and effects of the past and present lives.

Escaping into Buddhism is as deep as the sea, washing away the lead before seeing the truth.

As soon as he reached the courtyard, a young monk greeted him: "Amitabha! Donor, Master has been waiting in the hall for a long time."

Nangong Qianmo was slightly surprised, Master Wuhui knew he was coming?
"Thank you little master!" Chao Xiaoseng smiled slightly before walking into the hall.

After entering the hall, he saw Master Wuhui kneeling on the futon and chanting scriptures, Nangong Qianmo simply stood aside, watching his nose, nose, nose and heart, without any intention of disturbing him.

After half an hour, Master Wuhui finally stopped the wooden fish in his hand, and a distant and old voice came: "The benefactor has been waiting for a long time, how about talking with the old monk?"

Nangong Qianmo frowned slightly, but did not refuse, "Master, please."

As the sun gradually set, Nangong Qianmo's heart inevitably became a little impetuous, and the chess was born from her heart. When she was anxious, the chess moves that were originally casual became open and closed, showing a fierce and aggressive spirit.

Soon, the black pieces on the chessboard occupied most of the country, and the outcome of this game was decided.

Master Wuhui smiled indifferently: "The benefactor is really good at chess!"

Nangong Qianmo stopped circling around, and asked directly: "Master, I have a doubt when I come here today, and I hope you can answer it..."

Master Wuhui interrupted her, and said leisurely: "A long time ago, I calculated that there should be three fates between me and the benefactor—"

"The first side was when the benefactor came from another world 20 years ago. The second side was at the palace banquet two years ago. The old monk made the benefactor's fate public. As for the last side, it should have happened last year. When the life of the benefactor is at stake, but there is someone to help you overcome the calamity first, so this opportunity has been saved until today."

Nangong Qianmo frowned, "What does Master want to say?"

"He came from a different soul, reincarnated as a human being. Your appearance here today means that you already know the cause and effect. In fact, the old monk told you about the doubts in your heart as early as 20 years ago." Master Wuhui rubbed Beard, sighed: "Changing fate against the sky is against the way of heaven, and all obsessions are vain."

Nangong Qianmo's heart sank, as if struck by lightning, "According to what you said, what Gouyu said is true? When one's life is over, one's soul will fly away, and one will never enter reincarnation..."

She never mentioned this matter to Ting Ye after waking up, but she just wanted to find an opportunity to seek a solution from Master Wuhui, but now, even Master Wuhui has no choice?

Thinking of this, she felt a bone-piercing chill crawling up her back like a maggot on a tarsal bone, and a pain like suffocation spread rapidly in her chest.

"No!" Nangong Qianmo suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "The last side of the three-sided fate you mentioned just now has changed, which means that the so-called fate is not static, and karma should be the same. Therefore, You must have a way, right?"

She looked eagerly at Master Wugui, the longing in her eyes was like a long-dried desert traveler, struggling to find the last straw.

Unbearable flashed across Master Wuhui's eyes, he let out a long sigh, and said, "The benefactor is clever and quick-witted, but he only guessed half right."

"I would like to hear more about it!" As long as there is no hope at all, no matter how much it costs, she will try her best to give it a go!
"The so-called three-sided fate was originally intended for the old monk to help the benefactor through the three catastrophes in his life, but the world is unpredictable, and due to chance, the last side of the fate method has not been used, so there is today's dish. Chess game. From the point of view of fate, the donor’s third catastrophe has not actually survived, but has been transferred to others.”

Nangong Qianmo's heart trembled suddenly: "Is this person the master is talking about Ting Ye?"

"That's right. He was originally the star of Ziwei Emperor, noble and unparalleled, but because of you, he was contaminated with hostility, and this hostility turned into a catastrophe for his fate." Speaking of this, Master Wugui's tone Can not help but bring a bit of regret.

"Arrogance? I don't know what the master means by arrogance..."

Master Wuhui recited a sentence of Buddha, and then said: "The strength is so sharp, the sound is sharp. Be good, but sin. You know, during the time you were unconscious, there was turmoil in all directions, and King Xuan was too obsessed. Eventually became a demon, and even had the idea of ​​letting the whole world be buried with you? How many people in Donghai, Yuezhou, Shangjing, and even Nanjing died because of this?"

"The killing was too heavy, and it turned into hostility."

After hearing this, Nangong Qianmo felt her chest suffocated, an unspeakable bitterness, guilt, and heartache filled her, she closed her eyes, and she murmured: "His hostility was born for me..."

But Master Wugui shook his head lightly: "The benefactor does not need to blame himself, as the saying goes, 'When misfortune comes, blessings depend on it, and blessings come when misfortune rests on it', this hostility is a bad thing for him, but it is also a good thing."

Seeing that she was still puzzled, Master Wuhui continued to explain: "As long as he is still the fate of Ziwei Emperor Star, he will not be able to escape the karma of his previous life. The astrology that King Xuan belongs to has undergone some changes, and over time, his fate on Ziwei Emperor Star may change."

"You mean that as long as he loses the fate of Ziwei Emperor Star, he won't suffer from the karma, right?" Nangong Qianmo immediately turned from sadness to joy, and looked at him expectantly.

Master Wugui clasped his hands together: "The fate of Ziwei Emperor Star is extremely precious and rare, and it should be able to offset the karma planted in the previous life two by two."

"Then, if I want to change his fate, what should I do? Please tell me, Master!" Ting Ye had no intention of being emperor, and the Ziwei Emperor Star's fate was nothing more than a piece of cake to him no matter how precious it was. , if it can offset the karma, it can be regarded as making the best use of everything!

Master Wuhui pursed his lips, and said: "It is said that there is a sacred object in the Nanjing Wu Clan called the Soul Lamp, which can move stars and change buckets, and change the sun and the moon. Waiting for the day when the Seven Stars are connected, I might be able to give it a try for the prince."

"Soul Lamp?" Nangong Qianmo was a little puzzled. He had dealt with the Wu Clan several times, but he had never heard of it.

"That's right," Master Wuhui nodded, and urged again and again: "It's just that although this soul lamp is a sacred object of the witch clan, it is also an ancient evil object that can easily devour people's minds, making people fall into illusions and cannot extricate themselves until Die. If the benefactor insists on taking this lamp, he must remember not to look directly at the lamp, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

(End of this chapter)