In the long rainy night, a man wearing a bamboo hat and holding an incense burner in his hand, his clothes were soaked, walked slowly in the pouring rain. The incense burner was soaked in the rain, but it was still filled with smoke and never went out.
Seeing this, she asked curiously: "Why didn't your incense burner go out?"
The man actually stopped moving forward and walked towards her.
"Purple smoke arises from the heart furnace, which is transcendent and cannot be controlled. You can see the purple smoke on the incense burner, which shows that you are intelligent and smart. Since we are destined to meet, I will give you a piece of spiritual seed, bury it in your forehead, and turn it into your mind."
After saying that, the man took out a piece of brown seed, shaped like a mung bean, and gently flicked it into her forehead, penetrating the flesh without leaving any trace.
The man waved his sleeves again, and a white light flashed across. He closed his eyes and was silent for a moment.
"I never imagined that you would have a strange destiny in this life. The person you will achieve in the future will achieve this world."
She asked: "The one I have made? Where is he?"
The man looked up to the sky and said: "When you meet him, no matter the ups and downs or the good times, you will feel joy. His hands are the alluring warmth that you cannot touch, and your heart is the chaos that he has never known. That encounter made the whole deep lane beautiful, and condensed the fate of this life. This person knows your warmth and warmth, and understands your joys and sorrows."
"This man knows my warmth and coldness, and understands my joys and sorrows." She kept his words in mind and muttered silently.
"With this spiritual seed, you can take what you want out of thin air through your thoughts. However, your spiritual power is still shallow and cannot be used for the time being."
After saying that, the man walked towards the night.
"Senior, can you tell me who you are?"
Only a ethereal sound was heard floating in the air.
"Ancient God of Nanxun"
Intention: Buddha said: All dharmas arise from the harmony of causes and conditions.