"What is Storyteller Ren doing?" the empress asked faintly in the palace. The music box in her hand was emitting clear and melodious music.
"He hasn't left the house for a few days. Every day, he sits in front of the table and reads martial arts. He doesn't move at all. Occasionally, he would yell and pull his hair," Hong Luan replied softly.
"Oh." The empress nodded her head and stuffed a piece of candy into her mouth.
She felt bored these few days and wanted to listen to a story. Unfortunately, Ren Baqian was practicing.
Hong Luan winked at Qing Luan. This was the fifth time that Her Majesty had asked about Ren Baqian every day.
Did Her Majesty really like that person?
Unfortunately, that person was too weak.
At this moment, Ren Baqian, who was considered too weak, was vexed and pulling his hair. He was distraught and was distracted again.
The monk's method was more difficult than he had imagined.
It had been seven days. He had been in this world for four days and on Earth for three days. Every time he concentrated for a while, he would subconsciously have all sorts of thoughts. Not to mention when he was eating and sleeping.
He didn't know when he would be able to achieve the state where there was nothing else in his heart. Perhaps he would never be able to achieve it.
At this moment, Ren Baqian was very depressed. He took the [Heart Sutra].
"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five skandhas were empty and transcended all sufferings.
Sarira, form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from form. Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.
It is the same for feeling, thinking, action, and knowledge.
Sarira is the emptiness of all dharmas.
It is neither born nor destroyed, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing.
Therefore, emptiness is colorless, and there is no feeling, thinking, action, and knowledge … "
There were a total of 260 words. Ren Baqian read it over and over again. He didn't know how many times he had read it before he finally calmed down.
Putting the [Heart Sutra] aside, Ren Baqian stood in front of the window, took a deep breath, and shouted. "Ah!"
A loud shout startled many birds.
The guard standing at the door shook his head slightly. The person inside was acting up again. It happened every day, and they had gotten used to it after a few days.
After Ren Baqian finished shouting, he felt much better. He turned around and sat in front of the table, flipped open the [Ruyi Visualization], and continued to stare at the lake on the first page. He poured all his attention into it and didn't dare to relax.
Ren Baqian had made some progress over the past two days. Even though it wasn't much, it was easier for him to focus on [Ruyi Visualization]. This gave him some hope.
…
"How's Storyteller Ren now?" The empress was a little bored in the garden. She stretched out her hand and a bird flapped its wings and flew into her hand. If one looked closely, they would find that the bird was flapping its wings with all its might to escape from that palm, but the distance between them was getting closer and closer.
"It's said that the number of times he shouts has decreased. Sometimes, he doesn't even notice when I send food in. However, it is said that his condition is very poor and he has become much weaker. "
The empress held the bird in front of her and stared into its small eyes. She saw that the bird's eyes were filled with panic. Feeling a little bored, she raised her hand and released the bird.
"Have you eaten?"
"Every time, the food would be placed in front of him. Sometimes he would eat it, and sometimes there would be leftovers. However, I haven't eaten for the past two meals, "Hong Luan replied.
The empress nodded her head slightly. She was a little distracted, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
…
Looking at the city wall in the distance, the Seventh Prince smiled. He was finally back.
He had been on the road for the past half a month, and he was extremely tired. No matter how luxurious a carriage was, it couldn't be compared to a mansion.
Even though this was a county near the border of Great Xia, at least there was hot water, wine, and delicious food. It was much more comfortable than being in the wilderness.
However, he felt a little uneasy these past two days. It was a little strange, and he didn't know if something was going to happen.
When the carriage arrived at the county, the county magistrate and the registrar came out to welcome them. "Welcome, Your Highness."
"Your names?" the Seventh Prince asked with a smile.
"Your humble servant is the local county magistrate, Li Zisheng. This is the registrar, and this is the county lieutenant …"
"I will remember them. This time, we are just passing by. Prepare a place to rest. I will set off tomorrow morning, "the Seventh Prince pulled open the curtain of the carriage and said to the people outside.
"Yes, Your Highness. The county has prepared everything," the Kaiping county magistrate and the registrar promptly responded.
"Well done." The Seventh Prince nodded his head and put down the curtain.
The Kaiping county magistrate, the registrar, and the others heaved a sigh of relief. This person was really too high up, and they couldn't even fawn over him. As long as there were no problems, they would be thankful.
As for writing down his name, he would be a fool if he believed in such official words.
In the distance, Hong Bao and his men were waiting in the mountains. They were all carrying jerky, which they tore off and stuffed into their mouths. Then, they drank a mouthful of wine. This was considered a luxury in the wilderness.
At night, a burly man came back to report, "Sir, they have entered Pinggu County."
"Good. On the way to the capital of Great Xia from Pinggu County, we will definitely pass by Broken Dragon Platform. Let's go ahead and wait," Hong Bao said loudly. "Everyone has rested enough. Let's set off."
Hong Bao only brought 15 people with him. Including himself, there were only 16 of them. They shuttled through the forest as if they were flying. Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, they passed through the plains. The next morning, they entered the forest again to hide from the people. That night, they arrived at Broken Dragon Platform, which was 300 miles away from Pinggu County.
The so-called Broken Dragon Platform was a canyon. On one side of the canyon was a mountain shaped like a dragon's head, and on the other side was a mountain range that resembled the body of a dragon.
It was said that in ancient times, a real dragon fell from the sky, and a huge sword descended from the sky and slashed the dragon into two. That was how the Broken Dragon Platform was formed.
After everyone arrived at Broken Dragon Platform, other than a few people who were sent out to keep an eye on the Seventh Prince's carriage, the others rested in the forest.
After another two days, someone came back in the morning to report, "That carriage is here."
After a while, the carriage appeared on the horizon. There were 50 cavalrymen in front and behind, and all of them were at the Human Level. This was what the Seventh Prince had spent a lot of effort to recruit and train.
In the middle were five carriages. In the most luxurious carriage was Seventh Prince and Xiu Wu. Behind it was another carriage with two consecrators, both of whom were at the Earth Embryo Level. The last three carriages were filled with the supplies needed for a long journey.
Hong Bao had already inquired about these matters before he left the city. There were only 100 of them at the Human Level and two at the peak of the Earth Embryo Level. Hong Bao grinned. After following them for so long, he could finally make his move.
"Sir, what should we do?" someone came to his side and asked.
"Kill them all. Leave no one alive. Remember, I want the head of the Seventh Prince. Don't smash it, "Hong Bao instructed.
"Understood." Everyone nodded their heads.
When the Seventh Prince approached Broken Dragon Platform, the carriage slowed down and stopped. Four cavalrymen spurred their horses forward.
Although it was impossible for anyone in Dayao to ambush this team, it was better to be careful.
When the carriage moved forward again, Hong Bao waved his hand, and everyone removed the bows from their backs.
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