The master of Shuiyue Nunnery, Mingtong?
Meng Qi abruptly opened his eyes. The quiet chamber returned to light, as though the sunlight outside had finally pierced the darkness.
He had no connection with Mingtong at all. What could she want by coming to see him?
Shuiyue Nunnery, the lineage of Guanyin Bodhisattva... Could it be because I just beat up her family's goldfish, and she sent someone to lecture me? Meng Qi suddenly felt as though he had beaten up a child, only for the child's parents to come knocking. Of course, Spirit Inspiration King was the sort of "brat" who not only had to be beaten, but beaten to death. Even a bodhisattva's face wouldn't save him!
He curled his lips and said slowly, "Please invite Nunnery Master Mingtong inside."
Mingtong wore gray monastic robes and waited outside Jade Void Palace. Before long, she saw the strange-looking green gatekeeper swaying its branches as it came out, speaking with its nose in the air:
"Your Sect Master Lord invites you in."
Mingtong's Zen heart was clear and pure. She did not take offense, but pressed her palms together, softly recited a bodhisattva's holy name, and strode forward. Following Great Green Root through the gate, she passed the screen wall and crossed the corridor, arriving at the Main Hall, where the fragrance of lotuses spread for ten miles.
The Main Hall enshrined a statue of Yuanshi Tianzun. On the left was a door leading to a quiet chamber. Inside stood a table and a bronze censer, sandalwood smoke curling upward as tranquility arose of its own accord.
Behind the curling green smoke stood a cloud bed. Seated upon it was a Taoist wearing a Water-Harmony Robe. His features were handsome and youthful, and hidden among the "drifting clouds and mist," he