Dachu, the imperial palace.
"Your Majesty, you must not come!"
A young eunuch stumbled up to the imperial palace.
"Another death occurred in the palace, this time it was two palace maids and three eunuchs. They are all practitioners, with cultivation levels of the seventh and eighth levels of Foundation Establishment!"
Sitting on the dragon chair, Xiang Chong looked impatient.
"What tricks are you doing?"
"This is a royal palace, not a ghost house. Why are there so many dead people lately? It's really unlucky!"
The little eunuch who reported the news couldn't help but lament in his heart when he heard what Xiang Chong said.
He knew that those palace maids and eunuchs died in vain, and His Majesty really didn't care about the lives of their slaves.
"Oh, that's right!"
Xiang Chong suddenly remembered something.
"Where's the queen?"
"The death in the palace didn't scare my queen, did it?"
"If the queen is scared out of her mind, be careful that I will destroy all nine of their clans!"
The little eunuch turned green when he heard this.
What?
They all died in vain, and the master neither investigated the cause of death nor provided compensation to the family members, so he still said such cold and heartless words?
For a moment, the timid and cowardly eunuch wanted to fight Xiang Chong.
But he was timid after all, so he just cursed in his heart and retreated tremblingly.
"unlucky!"
"Too unlucky!"
"If the Queen knows about this and makes her unhappy, it will be troublesome to pack up and return to Daci."
"I still hope that with her here, Empress Yaoguang can look at me a few more times and make Fan Li afraid."
Who said Xiang Chong is a loser?
Bai Rong was indeed very beautiful, but Xiang Chong doted on her mostly because he fell in love with Bai Rong's 'natal family'.
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Dachu, the queen's bedroom.
Bai Rong lies on her side on the phoenix couch with a lazy and charming posture.
She was covered in sweat, as if she had just experienced a storm.
However, this is not the case.
Xiang Chong didn't know how to control himself and lost his virginity early.
After ascending to the throne, he indulged in excessive sexual activities. Although he was also a practitioner, his kidney water was quite thin and could not be used for many purposes.
Bai Rong's appearance is the result of cultivation.
"That's great!"
She whispered to herself softly, with a look of enjoyment on her face.
"When I...I was in Wuyang Sect, how difficult was my practice? Without the support of elixirs and spiritual treasures, and without the nourishment of spiritual springs and blessings, I was really wronged."
"Look now?"
"I am both the Great Merciful Holy Lord and the Great Chu Queen. In addition to the Holy Lord's enshrined treatment, I can also use the Xiang family's imperial treasury."
"But after all is said and done, the most beautiful thing is still the power of life and death."
"To practice the secret technique inherited by the Holy Lord of Blood, you must have a large amount of spiritual blood to support you."
"Fortunately, most of the servants in the palace also need to practice cultivation. With them as my panacea, haha, it's really..."
Bai Rong was feeling complacent, but her voice suddenly stopped.
In the Dachu Imperial Palace, a chanting sound suddenly sounded!
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and he survived all the hardships."
"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness."
"Relics, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing..."
Poof! ! ! !
Bai Rong spat out a mouthful of blood, and her originally pink face instantly turned pale.
"who!?"
"Who is chanting?"
"Why is the style of this scripture similar to the Secret of the Pure Land? The Secret of Blood hates these damn scriptures the most!"
Bai Rong screamed and immediately called the palace attendants outside the palace.
After some questioning, the palace servant whispered: "Queen, the Duke of Jin heard that there were many dead people in the palace today. He was afraid of the bad luck in the palace, so he specially trained the palace guards and asked them to recite the personal chants of Duke Jin every day." The scriptures written are said to be useful in driving away evil spirits and avoiding evil.”
"It's actually Fan Li!?"
Bai Rong was furious at first, but immediately became weak again.
She now also knows about Fan Li's power in Dachu.
Can't afford to offend, really can't afford to offend.
But is this a coincidence?
Several murder cases occurred in the Dachu Palace, and he, as the Duke of Jin, actually intervened in person.
Fan Li wrote the scriptures himself and just managed to restrain his magical powers?
Or, stop Fan Li immediately, but can she do it alone?
Or, from now on, you can no longer kill people to practice martial arts.
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In the Dragon Temple, Fan Li talked eloquently to Wu Zhui.
"The Pure Land originated from the West, and the supreme cultivation method "Sacred Yin Xuan Sutra" can interpret the three realms of [Sea of Suffering], [Other Shore], and [Bliss]."
"Bliss is great compassion, and it is the ultimate dream deduced by Western magic for all living beings to look forward to."
"Although it is infinitely beautiful, it is ultimately a fantasy."
"There are three thousand avenues, but there is still one that can escape. The avenue is not perfect, let alone a mere Western magic?"
“The more ambitious the ambition, the more it is only theoretically possible and ultimately impossible to realize.”
Fan Li's mouth felt dry as he spoke, so he picked up a cup of tea and drank it.
On a whim, he wanted to discuss things with Wu Zhui, and he was looking forward to seeing Wu Zhui's reaction.
However, Wu Zhui always remained silent.
"Why don't you speak?" Fan Li asked curiously.
"Master, I was just thinking..."
Wu Zhui hesitated to speak, looking at Fan Li with a slightly embarrassed look.
"There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to say, just say it." Fan Li waved his hand and said grandly.
"I was just thinking, Master, your cultivation level is not very good, but you know a lot."
"Cough cough cough!"
Fan Li squirted out the tea along with the tea leaves, choking and coughing for a long time.
Wu Zhui immediately came over and patted him on the back.
"You...you should really learn how to flatter someone!" Fan Li said angrily.
"Master." Wu Zhui said seriously, "I am the horse."
Fan Li was speechless.
"Anyway!"
"Pure Land practices the Western Path of Bliss, and at the same time inherits the evil arts of using human blood to practice. However, Western magic can suppress evil arts. Therefore, the lineage of the Holy Lord of Blood must naturally surrender to the Supreme Holy Lord."
"The "Heart Sutra" written by me is similar to the content of blood restraint in the "Sacred Yin Xuan Sutra".
"Bai Rong entered the harem of Da Chu. She thought she could do whatever she wanted. It was just a dream!"
After Fan Li finished speaking, he looked at Wu Zhui expectantly.
She finally nodded: "Master Shinroku."
Fan Li rolled his eyes.
It’s better not to receive this compliment!
"You, you, you...who did you learn this from?"
After saying this, Fan Li regretted it.
Who else could I follow?
Just yourself!
Occasionally revealing the mantra of the world before traveling, others rarely listen, but Wu Zhui is by his side day and night, and has long been immersed in it.
Fan Li is feeling depressed!
He just wanted to show off, but Wu Zhui didn't know how to cooperate!
Fan Li suddenly remembered the poisonous chicken soup he said before traveling through time: If others don't recognize me, I will recognize myself!
"The Heart Sutra I wrote specifically to deal with Bai Rong contains that old saying."
"Buddhism is boundless!"
Cool!
After finally saying these four words, Fan Li felt very proud.
Then, he heard Wu Zhui ask sincerely: "Master, what is a Buddha?"
That's it for today, rest.
