Chapter 622: Surprise
"cause and effect?"
Hearing this, Ye Mou was stunned for a moment, while on the side, Ye Fan was thoughtful, then waved his hand and said:
"Lead the way."
"Okay." The disciple responded, stepping forward, followed closely by Ye Fan.
Passing through the wooden door, inside is a hall full of age. There is a temple in the hall. The temple does not enshrine any statues, but it is full of incense burners. There are many incense sticks in the incense burner. They have been burned out and the ashes have fallen into the burner. , even the stove was full, and there was a lot of overflowing on the table.
This is probably the source of the incense smell.
"Weird thing."
Ye Fan noticed this strange scene and frowned.
"Does Prince Ye need to burn incense?" Seemingly noticing the change in Ye Fan's expression, the disciple asked from the side.
"There is no god in the temple, who should provide incense?" Ye Fan asked the doubt in his heart.
"I will provide it to anyone who believes in King Ye." The disciple replied with a smile: "Offering is based on sincerity and sincerity, so why do you need a statue?"
"It's quite interesting." These words made Ye Fan raise his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the disciple, and asked: "If you don't have faith, can you still burn incense?"
"How can a person not have faith?" The disciple was puzzled: "If a person lives his entire life and believes in gods, ghosts, Buddhas, and demons, secular words, truth and wisdom, self and others, he will always have something to believe in."
"Is it okay without an entity?"
"Faith is nothing, but some people's thoughts require faith to have an entity." The disciple answered again and bowed to Ye Fan.
At this point, Ye Fan fell silent for a moment. For a moment, he was a little surprised by the opinions of this disciple of the Imperial Master.
For a while, Ye Fan didn't say anything else, he just stepped forward, took out the incense scattered next to him, lit it and inserted it into the incense stand.
Over the past hundred years, Ye Fan has almost never worshiped anything. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he didn't learn from others to offer incense and pray for blessings. Occasionally, he would just do it casually.
But this time, Ye Fan was unusually serious. After putting in the incense, he watched the smoke rise. Suddenly, some pictures appeared in his mind, and several characters flickered.
Those are all people and things that he will never forget.
"Has King Ye seen his faith?" A disciple voiced from the side.
Ye Fan woke up with a start. When he looked at the incense stand, he realized that the incense he had just put on had burned out.
"What a wonderful incense." Ye Fan couldn't help but exclaimed at this surprising scene.
When the disciple heard this, he smiled and said nothing. He just bowed to Ye Fan and continued to lead the way.
We passed through the temple quickly, and not long after, we passed through the stone gate next to it, and another empty courtyard appeared. There was no debris in the courtyard, and the outside of the courtyard wall was full of green plants.
An old man was sitting quietly in the center of the small courtyard, with his back to Ye Fan. He did not make any movements and his posture was casual, as if he was in meditation.
"Master, King Ye is here." The disciple said, bowed and saluted, and then stepped back.
The old man did not make a sound. Ye Fan stayed where he was, hesitated slightly, and was about to speak when the old man's voice also sounded at this time.
"If you are here to stay or leave for me, there is no need to say more."
Ye Fan was a little choked by one sentence, and after a long while, he raised his hands and said: "Emperor Master, you are truly well-deserved."
"Okay." Having said this, seeing that the Imperial Master was obviously extraordinary, Ye Fan did not hesitate to recruit him, but asked: "Since the Imperial Master knows that I will come, is there anything you want to say to me?"
After the words came out, the old man didn't respond, and he didn't seem to expect that Ye Fan would change so quickly.
"King Ye is a man who cares about the world." After a while, the old man spoke in a deep voice: "However, your obsession is too strong, which makes you deal with this mortal world a little too much."
"Can the Imperial Master see that I have an obsession?" Ye Fan was a little surprised, but he still had some disbelief in his heart and asked, "What is the obsession?"
"The death of a relative, the death of a lover, the death of a sibling." The old man answered simply. In three sentences, everything was summed up.
"It's simply shocking." Ye Fan was surprised again. Looking at the old man, he felt a little unbelievable for a moment: "How could the Imperial Master know this?"
"Everything has a cause and effect. If you understand the cause and effect, you can understand everything." The old man replied calmly.
Ye Fan naturally didn't believe in the old man's cause and effect, but when he saw it before him, he hesitated a little and asked: "Master Emperor knows my obsession, point it out, what is it?"
"Of course I hope to persuade King Ye." The old man responded, with a hint of sigh in his voice: "I once saw a person similar to King Ye. At that time, he was afraid of being implicated in cause and effect, so he didn't say much. Later, he went astray. It has become the last piece of the broken puzzle of the human race."
"What the Imperial Master said should be Principal Ning, right?" Hearing this, Ye Fan guessed.
"Yes." The old man nodded: "His skills, if used in the right way, can be extraordinary."
"The same is true for King Ye. If you can let go of your obsession, you will definitely be able to reach the top and reach the legendary realm in this life."
"So..." Hearing this, Ye Fan pondered, his eyes twinkling.
But soon, Ye Fan smiled, shook his head, looked at the old man's back, and said, "Without obsession, my life will be meaningless."
"It is not my wish to fight for strength and cruelty, and it is not my intention to engage in intrigues. If it were not for my obsession, I would have retreated at this moment."
"Why don't you try, King Ye?" The old man asked: "You are already a truly talented person. As long as you meditate, you may be able to touch things that you have been unable to touch before."
"But that's not what I'm looking for." Ye Fan shook his head.
Hearing this, the old man sighed: "King Ye's heart is as strong as steel and cannot be changed."
"The Imperial Master is willing to advise me, and Ye Fan is grateful in his heart, but people are different, and it is difficult to get close to each other after all." Ye Fan responded politely, looked at the old man's back, thought for a while, and tried: "What the Imperial Master said is that he is worried that I will go astray because of my obsession and become a harm to the human race."
"In that case, why doesn't the Imperial Master go to Nanchuan? If I get lost in the future, the Imperial Master can also guide me a little."
After the voice fell, the old man was silent, and for a long time, he exhaled slowly.
"I will go to Nanchuan, not for utilitarianism, not for a word, just help me find a remote hut to preach occasionally."
"Hmm?" Seeing that the old man really agreed, Ye Fan, who was just thinking about trying it out, was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a happy expression.
This Imperial Master is obviously not an ordinary person. If he goes to Nanchuan, even if he preaches, it would be a big deal if he can produce two characters at random.
"In that case, then let's do as the Imperial Master said." Ye Fan agreed at once, and was about to help the old man, but he shook his head at Ye Fan.
"Someone is spying on you. I am with you and cannot leave smoothly."
"My disciple and I will leave on our own. When King Ye returns to Nanchuan, we will also arrive."
"That's fine." Ye Fan nodded in agreement. Seeing the old man about to go out, he thought of the disciple's words and asked hurriedly: "How can the imperial teacher ensure his safety without practicing?"
"Just avoid danger and seek good fortune." The old man replied indifferently and walked outside: "You wait here and leave after half an hour."
"Okay." Seeing that the old man seemed to be sure, Ye Fan agreed and stopped where he was, watching him leave and waiting in the courtyard.
Soon, half an hour passed, and Ye Fan went out. Seeing Ye Mou who had been waiting for a long time, he hurriedly asked: "Uncle, did you see where the imperial teacher went?"
"Isn't he inside?" Ye Mou was puzzled: "I have been waiting outside, and I didn't see anyone coming out."
"What a strange person." Hearing Ye Mou's answer, Ye Fan slightly admired, looking at the alley from when he came, with some surprise in his eyes.
There are many extraordinary people in the world, but the Emperor's Master is the first one that Ye Fan admires and cannot figure out. It is a great surprise that such an extraordinary person was recruited to Nanchuan by himself.
"What happened?" Ye Mou didn't know what happened and was confused. He asked Ye Fan. After learning the whole story from Ye Fan, he nodded in admiration: "If such a person goes to Nanchuan, even if he does nothing, he can add some talents to Nanchuan."
"Indeed." Ye Fan nodded.
"Hey, but I still don't understand something." Thinking of something, Ye Mou asked again in confusion:
"You said that the Emperor's Master can avoid danger and know the cause and effect, so how was he caught when the rebels attacked the city?"