360 episodes, the moon shines on the blue lotus seeds at dusk, the wind supports the treetops on earth (the ending)

Emperor Qing cut off the fate on the Fengtiantai, and the Heavenly Bar was established; he wished to gather in Zhengyi and the three mountains to cut off the fate and end the two Kunluns. The law of fate itself cannot be cut off, this is not the other, and the cessation is also a fate. Hearing that the Bodhisattva of Dharma Boat killed the incarnation of the lower realm throughout the world witnessed the practice of one lifetime, Mei Zhenyi also looked at the ultimate in the realm, but met Feng Junzi, and his heart was touched but could not be described.

The one who knows Mei Zhenyi’s best is Zhiyan. He immediately asked, “A fate has already arisen, do you want to kill the incarnation of the Golden Immortal?” The magical saying of the Immortals has a different meaning—

I made a vow to achieve the golden immortal through the heavenly tribulation of transformation. When my cultivation reaches this level, the master can no longer teach me the secrets directly. Everything depends on my own witness and insight. The way to practice incarnation in the past lifetimes is simple to say, but in fact it is profound and mysterious, not just the usual understanding of changing a clone to walk on the earth.

It has various causes and conditions, which are related to the intention and vow of the Golden Immortal Bodhisattva. When it reaches this state of cultivation, it will still make vows. Of course, it is not a joke, and it cannot be casual.

Although Mei Zhenyi has been a Golden Immortal for more than a thousand years, he lacks witness in this aspect in his practice. The people who have the greatest influence on his practice are the master Zhongli Quan of the Dharma preacher, who has never cut off his incarnation into the world, and the Great Heavenly Lord is in the world and is no different from Mr. Sui. The Qingfeng Fairy Child is even more special. He is almost a living immortal family, and his deity rarely goes to the immortal world in the world.

Mei Zhenyi thoughtfully said, "But someone gave me a lot of advice, that is, the Fighting and Battle Over the Venerable."

Zhiyan asked back: "Do you want to kill the heart ape, or do you want to kill the incarnation?"

In this world, in addition to the Heart Ape Wukong, if there are people who understand more about the Heart Ape, it is Mei Zhenyi. However, the Heart Ape is not the Golden Immortal’s incarnation technique. The Dou Zhan Sheng Venerable was not Wuliang Guang, and later Wei Tan was not Wei Tuotian Bodhisattva. These were completely two people, and they were transformed by external restless thoughts that the deity’s Dharma body should abandon.

Mei Zhenyi has no intention of being a monkey, and the dream he had when he was young was one with his spiritual knowledge. He could not even be cut off even if he was not an external restless thought that should be abandoned.

Mei Zhenyi replied, "So I am thinking about the word "breaking the fate" and want to prove it."

Zhiyan thought about it, frowned slightly and said slowly, "I have no achievements in the Golden Immortal, I only have a saying, do you want to kill the incarnation of the Heart Ape?"

Qingfeng Fairy Child was at the head of Luohuan Bridge and explained to the young Mei Zhenyi that the Golden Immortal and the Bodhisattva’s incarnation of practice throughout the ages. This incarnation is not equivalent to another self, but an independent person. The Dharma body of the deity is one with the five senses and eight touches of this incarnation. The Dharma body of the deity can see and hear what the incarnation sees and hears, and the Dharma body of the deity can see and hear. But the incarnation of the human incarnation does not know what the deity sees, hears and feels.

There are many kinds of mystery incarnation in the human world, and you can even think of it as many kinds as you like. It may look similar, but they all have their own unique mysteries. If the incarnation has magical power, it will either be transformed from the Dharma body of the deity, or it will be gained from his own cultivation. If the incarnation is destroyed, it will be equivalent to self-destructive practice or the practice witnessed by this incarnation in this life.

Incarnation is not a transformed clone. Since the Dharma body of the deity and the five senses and eight touches of the human incarnation are one, it is equivalent to the golden immortal or the Bodhisattva himself acting in the human world. If the vow to cut off the incarnation is not yet complete, and has not been destroyed or taken back, then the deity can only be one with the incarnation if he wants to act in the lower realm.

At this time, the incarnation is no different from the deity, and the deity can only be united with the incarnation in the lower realm. For example, Mei Zhenyi Ruozhan’s incarnation witnesses in the lower realm before he was taken back, something that could not be done in the human world. The deity’s Dharma body must do it, so he can only appear in this incarnation, and this incarnation is this incarnation in the human world.

This situation is usually rare. Incarnations cut out according to the law of fate, whether they succeed or not, will be either cut off or destroyed in one lifetime of practice.

But there are exceptions. For example, the young lady Guan at Luo Huan Bridge was trapped in the world for more than a thousand years without the merits. However, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva wanted to go down to the world to act, so he could only act as Guan Xiaomei. So Guan Xiaomei went to the world and was Guan Xiaomei, all of which was given by Lu Zu. In the 21st century, there was a young lady Guan who sold fruits on the earth, and the fruit splashed water on the head of Luo Huan Bridge.

Practice is never simple, and the higher the realm, the less easy it is. Even the Golden Immortal or the Bodhisattva himself cannot fully expect any unexpected cause and effect that the human incarnation will cause. It is mysterious and wonderful.

Mei Zhenyi thought and replied: "It is not the incarnation of the mind, but the incarnation of the crippled nature. This is what I have realized. This incarnation is called Meixi."

Zhiyan smiled: "In this way, it is the incarnation of the Golden Immortal, the original creation of Zhenren Mei."

Mei Zhenyi: "The so-called incarnation of the Golden Immortal is all original."

Zhiyan joked: "It is called the incarnation of rupture, so it is better to call the incarnation of sequels or the incarnation of sequels."

Mei Zhenyi: "The Buddha said that the breaking of fate is not the breaking of fate, which is called the breaking of fate. The Buddha said that the plum stream is not the plum stream, which is called Meixi."

Zhiyan was stunned: "The past heart cannot be obtained, the present heart cannot be obtained, the future heart cannot be obtained. - Are you explaining this verse?"

Mei Zhenyi stood up and smiled slightly: "It's unavailable, it's a very good thing, it doesn't matter if it's an explanation."

Zhiyan saw him stand up and nodded, "A thought of turning into a shattered body, I wish you a complete cultivation and a peaceful world."

...

On November 14, 2008, at 4:30 pm, outside the west gate of Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, near a street near the market. Mr. Feng reached out to Laguan Xiaomei and said with a smile: "Let's go, go to Tiananmen Square first, and then find a hotel near Qianmen Tower. I know there is a very good one."

As he spoke, he picked up the monkey-beating whip that fell on the ground and pulled Guan Xiaomei Shi Shi to walk away.

"Sister, aren't your fruits sold?" A young man's voice suddenly came from behind.

Both of them were shocked and turned around quickly. They saw Mei Xi still standing in the same place, as if nothing had happened. Seeing him, their expressions became very strange. How could they describe it? If someone ran naked in front of the city government, and the police on duty turned a blind eye, the bystanders passing by probably had this expression.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with me?" Mei Xi looked down at her dress, then subconsciously reached out and touched her face.

Young Master Feng suddenly laughed and pushed Guan Xiaomei and said, "The business is coming, continue to sell your fruits......Huh, where is your fruit stall?"

"A comprehensive law enforcement vehicle passed by just now. I hid the car in the corner of the street. This classmate, don't worry, let's launch it now. What fruit do you want to buy?" Guan Xiaomei's strange expression flashed and she returned to normal. She pushed out a car like a magic trick at the turn of the street.

There are wooden boards on the truck. The fruits placed on the wooden boards are autumn pears and bananas. They are bright yellow and bright without any flaws. Next to the fruit, there is a willow branch, just like a willow tree that has just been picked from the spring willow tree, and fresh dewdrops are hanging on the tender green leaves.

"If you come to the door to make a relationship, isn't it appropriate to send Qiuli? Isn't it true? Isn't you new? " Mr. Feng kept laughing and didn't forget to talk too much.

Little Sister Guan did not answer, lowered her head and took out two small boxes from the car, opened it to Mei Xi and said, "This is the new orange and lotus seed."

"Wow, can you see fresh lotus seeds this season? Not to mention autumn, even summer is rarely sold on the market." Mei Xi was surprised. One box was filled with golden and round fresh oranges, while the other box was filled with unpeeled lotus seeds, with lotus pods and long green stems, just like they had just picked from the lotus pond in midsummer.

"Of course I can't see Beijing. There is no such season, but the climates in different parts of the world are different. These are definitely imported by air and very fresh!... Classmate, you really have a vision. If you don't look for so many fruit sellers nearby, you'll pick it up here at a glance, so just buy more." Mr. Feng held his arms and acted as a volunteer commentator on the side, like a helper to advertise.

A street fruit stall hiding from the urban management, there were fresh lotus seeds airlifted from somewhere. No one believed this. But Mei Xi didn't think so much. She was moved when she saw these two things. She thought that Qu Yimin and Professor Qu would be very happy to taste fresh lotus seeds in this season. She nodded quickly and said, "I want these two things, let's do some of them."

Guan Xiaomei moved out an electronic scale: "How many do you want?"

Mei Xi said embarrassedly: "I only have fifty yuan, and I only buy so much money in total." He is not well-off and saves money usually, so the fifty yuan is squeezed out of his living expenses.

Guan Xiaomei took him seven oranges, tied a lotus pod with a thin rope, and when she put it on the scale, she saw that it was exactly fifty yuan, and put it in the bag and handed it over. Mei Xi took the bag and paid the money, and was about to turn around, a pleasant ringtone suddenly came from her pocket. It was the new phone that Qu Yimin gave him yesterday that ringed.

When I picked up my phone, Qu Yimin's voice came from my ears: "Meixi, where are you? Don't forget to come here, my sister is making delicious food for you."

"I'm walking home on the road. I'll see you later!" Mei Xi answered, a gentle look on her face involuntarily.

Just as he was about to leave, Mr. Feng suddenly stopped him in front of him, holding a golden translucent whip in his hand and said, "Classmate, have you lost something?"

Mei Xi saw the long whip, touched her right sleeve with her left hand, and nodded quickly and said, "I really lost this. I was in a daze just now. It was like having a daydream, and I didn't know if I lost it."

Young Master Feng: "You guy is so interesting. What did you dream of just now?"

Mei Xi: "I can't remember it... Fortunately, you picked it up, thank you so much!"

"It's yours, just take it back." Young Master Feng returned the monkey whip to Mei Xi, and pointed to the plastic bag he held in his right hand: "If you really want to thank me, just give me a fruit to taste."

Mei Xi lifted the bag and said, "You can take it yourself."

"Okay, one is enough." Young Master Feng was not polite, and reached out to take an orange, threw it up and caught it, looking very happy.

Just as Mei Xi was about to leave, Guan Xiaomei behind her shouted again: "Classmate, have you lost something?"

Apart from his clothes, he only costs fifty yuan. He has a mobile phone, a canteen meal card and a monkey whip. The money has been spent, while the mobile phone and meal card are still there. Mei Xi turned around and said curiously: "No, I haven't lost anything."

Guan Xiaomei pointed to her chest: "A piece of jewelry you have worn since childhood is like a piece of green leaf-shaped jade?"

Mei Xi was a little confused: "Is there any? I don't remember, I just remember that I never wear jewelry. I don't even know myself, how could you know, don't joke."

Young Master Feng looked at him from the side, put away his smile, his eyes as if he was about to see Mei Xi through him, and suddenly turned his face and rushed to Guan Xiaomei, "He is telling the truth, don't tease me."

Mei Xi was still anxious and didn't bother him. She carried the new orange and lotus seeds and left the inexplicable fruit stall and the two inexplicable people. Not far behind him, three gangsters stood, rubbing their eyes in surprise, looking at each other as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world, and forgot to go with them for a moment.

...

Although Mei Xi visited Professor Qu's house for the first time, there was a stair number on the unit floor, so it was not difficult to find it. The corridor door was not closed. He went upstairs and before the doorbell rang, the door opened. Qu Yimin wore an apron and smiled and said, "I saw you coming from a distance in the kitchen. I invited you to dinner to express my gratitude. It's your birthday again, what else do you carry?"

"These oranges are golden, very complete and beautiful. I bought them when I like them. And these fresh lotus seeds are not easy to see in Beijing, especially in this season." Mei Xi smiled shyly as she answered.

"Wow, I haven't eaten the newly picked lotus pods before!" Qu Yimin was very happy and reached out to pick up the bag. This thing is usually sold only by the lotus pond in summer, and is rare in the regular market. If it is not a coincidence, it is normal to have not eaten fresh lotus seeds. Meixi's hometown is not, but he has been to many places with the art sales team during the summer vacation during middle school, but he has picked a lot in the countryside.

An old woman in her sixties walked to the door with a smile, took out her slippers in the shoe cabinet and said hello: "Come in quickly, sit in the study and have a cup of tea." She is Old Man Qu's wife, Grandma Jiang, and she has met several times before.

"Xiao Min, don't pretend to be diligent, just untie the apron, and take Mei Xi to my study to sit for a while, it's still early to eat." Qu Zhengbo also walked out of the kitchen with a smile.

Mei Xi entered the door and changed her shoes, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Is there anything I need to help? It's okay to start with it."

Professor Qu smiled and said, "You are the guest today, so how can you go to the kitchen? Just wait for the meal... Well, on your 20th birthday, in ancient times, a man with a 20th crown was a coming-of-age ceremony. After tonight, you will be an adult."

Qu Yimin took off her apron, pulled Mei Xi's arm and said, "Go and wash your hands, come with me, and take you to see my grandfather's heirloom."

Heirloom? Not long ago, Professor Qu was fooled by someone with a fake medicine cauldron. Why did another heirloom appear? Has there been a scammer from the world come to the house recently? People like Professor Qu shouldn’t have been deceived twice?

He came to the study with doubts. Although Professor Qu is not rich, he is also a wealthy family with a rich and beautiful bookish family. The layout of the home is very delicate and elegant. Mei Xi, a child in the country, has never seen it before. Both walls are bookshelves, which are filled with various books. There is a bookcase with gauze curtains in the corner. On one side of the house is a desk, a laptop on the desk, and a small coffee table in front of the desk, and three casual rattan chairs next to it.

This study is really big, and it is also a private reception room, where friends drink tea, play chess and chat. Qu Yimin asked Mei Xi to sit down in front of the coffee table, turned around and pour tea. Mei Xi was looking at her, and she had already brought in with tea and a few lotus pods.

"There are dried lotus seeds sold in shopping malls and pharmacies. I have also drunk lotus seed soup, but I have never eaten fresh ones. How can I peel them?" Qu Yimin asked while fiddling with a lotus pod.

"I'll teach you." Mei Xi took the lotus pod and peeled out a lotus seed, then tore off the layer of green soft skin outside, peeled off a thin layer of white film on the surface, and handed over a fresh fruit.

Qu Yimin took it over and was about to put it in her mouth, but Mei Xi reached out to block it and said, "Don't eat it like this. Separate the two petals and remove the green buds in the middle. The lotus seed heart is bitter."

The lotus seeds are like peanuts, but the middle is very dense and difficult to separate. Qu Yimin took a look and put them back on Mei Xi's hand and said, "Please help me get the core."

Mei Xi split the lotus seed petals and picked the green buds in the middle. When she handed them to Qu Yimin, she found that she did not reach out to pick them up, but opened her cherry lips and waited there. It was obvious that she was asking him to feed her, but her expression was natural and unpretentious.

This counselor sister is becoming less and less guarded against him. This invisible intimacy makes Mei Xi feel very warm and at a loss. He had to hand the lotus seed to Qu Yimin's mouth, but he carefully did not touch her lips. He gently flicked his fingers a little inch away, and two white flesh fell to the tip of Qu Yimin's tongue.

"Well, it's so delicious, tender and crispy, and the taste is so special!... Meixi, you eat it too, don't just look at me." Qu Yimin spoke while tasting the lotus seeds.

Mei Xi also peeled one and put it into her mouth, but Qu Yimin widened her eyes and asked curiously: "Why don't you eat lotus seeds?"

Mei Xi replied: "Eating like this makes me feel a little bitter, but it has a unique fragrance."

"Is that true? If you peel one for me, I will eat it with my heart."

Mei Xi peeled another complete lotus seed and handed it over. Just as the palm of his hand was stretched out halfway, Qu Yimin suddenly lowered his head, like a cute little lark, holding the lotus seed from his hand. People's behavior is affected by the environment. In the home of grandparents, Qu Yimin's identity is no longer a school counselor, but a naughty little granddaughter.

"Well, what you said is right, it's a bit bitter, but it has a special fragrance." Qu Yimin nodded with satisfaction.

Mei Xi couldn't help but feel a little hot on her face and her breathing became unnatural. Qu Yimin's warm and soft lips had just "kissed" his palm, and a numb feeling spread throughout her body inexplicably. It was very comfortable and a little shy, but in short, it couldn't be described.

"Didn't you just say that you want me to see your grandfather's heirloom?" Mei Xi changed the subject.

"I'm just concerned about eating lotus seeds. If you don't mention it, I almost forgot. Come and see!" Qu Yimin stood up and walked to the corner of the house, opened the gauze curtain in front of the bookcase door. Mei Xi was attracted at first sight. Through the glass door, he saw something and couldn't help but hold his breath.

It was a secret glaze celadon. I don’t know whether it was the reflection through the glass door or other reasons, but it was like it was soaked in water, with a strange layer of waves on the surface. Mei Xi couldn’t help but stand up, walked over and opened the door of the bookcase. Without the barrier of glass, it could see more clearly. The water was filled with mysterious ancient waves.

In the eyes of most laymen, there are no differences between things, but in the eyes of a master of the Jianghu Bookstore, there are some antiques that cannot be imitated and messed up. No matter how clever the counterfeits are, they do not have the special feeling of the genuine ones, either because of the lost craftsmanship or because of the vicissitudes of history.

"This is passed down by my grandfather. It is said that the Medicine Prince used it to drink water back then, but I don't know whether it is true or false. But my grandfather said that whether it is true or false, it is also a memorial collection of family traditions. I will give it to me in the future!... Do you know what it is, do you see if this is a real antique?" Qu Yimin introduced on the side.

Antique? This is not an ordinary antique, but a national treasure-level cultural relic. It is rarely preserved so well! Even if it is broken and stuck, it is still a treasure. Its meaning is completely different from ordinary antiques. Its value is simply incalculable, because you have never seen anything of the same kind in the antique auction market. It is too rare, and the objects that have passed down from generation to generation are displayed in major museums.

Mei Xi took a deep breath and replied as calmly as possible: "This is a genuine product that is passed down from generation to generation. It is very precious and even beyond your imagination."

He did not explain too much to Qu Yimin, for fear of frightening the big girl. But Mei Xi, who had been in the world, considered another thing, this thing was too precious. Professor Qu himself did not know or understand the tricks of the world. If someone came to see it, he might borrow it in the name of research and identification, and then he would return a high-quality counterfeit that could not be identified by the outsider. Then no one could explain it clearly.

This kind of thing has happened. Since Mei Xi thought about it, she secretly thought in her heart and found an opportunity to explain the tricks to Professor Qu in private. The old man will definitely be very happy.

"It's so exaggerated? I'll tell my grandfather at the dinner table later. I'll invite you to come today, and my grandfather wants you to identify it at the same time... It seems that it is a family heirloom! There is still a story about the origin of this waterwork, I'll tell you."

Qu Yimin stood in front of the bookcase, naturally holding Mei Xi's arm, leaning gently on his shoulder, and telling the story of the family's water-born: Many, many years ago, their ancestors were the medicine boys next to the Medicine Prince Sun Simiao. That year, they followed the Medicine Prince to Jiangnan to treat the descendants of an old friend of the old man...

Mei Xi listened quietly, but her eyes became a little hazy. She did not look at the rare treasure in the bookcase, but lowered her head and stared at Qu Yimin's side face. A strand of hair was scattered on her forehead. Her long eyelashes were so beautiful, and the breath she spoke was so close and warm. The air was filled with a mysterious and invisible feeling.

It was already dusk outside the window. The gentle evening breeze blew across the treetops, and a crescent moon appeared in the air, quietly staring at the world and the lights of thousands of homes.
Chapter completed!