Mayflies, born in the morning and dead in the evening, are the most unlikely things in the world to cultivate Taoism.
However, a hundred years ago, a dying mayfly was accidentally enlightened by an eminent monk and became a demon, named Chiyou.
Chi You knew that his magic power was low, so after he became wise, he hid at the bottom of the lake and practiced diligently, never slacking off for a hundred years.
Until she finally cultivated into a human form, as soon as her head emerged from the lake, she saw that the ground around her was turned upside down and in chaos.
An eminent monk captured a snake demon that was causing harm to the world. The two of them were fighting. The holy monk slapped his seal and the snake demon was gone. Chi You... Was also gone.
When he opened his eyes again, Chi You found that he had turned into a Buddhist bead hanging on the neck of the holy monk.
The holy monk told her that he killed innocent people in vain and wanted to take her to the next life.
Chi You: OK, I was enlightened by him a hundred years ago and still exist today, and now I am saved by him, it's not a loss.
However, it is not easy to transform into a demon.
So the holy monk, who was pure in heart and had no desires, started a path that he had never thought of before.
Every day when he wakes up, he hears a woman's thoughts:
"Master, I'm so hungry, oooooooooo, I really want to eat barbecue."
The master wears a monk's robe and holds an alms bowl in his hand, catching monsters on behalf of others in exchange for a meal of barbecued meat.
"Master, I'm so bored. Do you have a story book to read?"
The glorious master walked into the bookstore. He didn't want Buddhist scriptures, but only love stories.
Everyone praises the holy monk for his compassion, for doing all kinds of difficult things to save a demon
But when the mayfly demon really disappeared, the holy monk took off his robe, put down his mantle, and stubbornly searched the world to find a lasting method.
Someone asked him: What kind of long-term do you want?
The holy monk replied: Mayfly
All living beings are like a ephemera in the world, and they are full of hope for life and death.
Intention: All things are born, each has his own purpose