Chapter 1896
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"King Ping has ascended to Heaven?" Siao Shi frowned, her beautiful face was solemn. "Did someone assassinate King Ping?"
Chu Li shook his head. "There was no assassination this time. King Ping left on his own."
"Why?" Siao Shi asked. "Did he have something he couldn't get over?"
"Sigh …" Chu Li shook his head. "King Ping hasn't been able to resolve the knot in his heart. Since Consort Ping has ascended to Heaven, he decided to follow her. He doesn't want to be alone in this world anymore."
"Consort Ping ascended to Heaven?" Siao Qi asked. "The new Consort Ping?"
Chu Li nodded.
Siao Qi frowned. "How did that happen?"
Chu Li explained, "It might be related to the conflict between sects. Either way, Consort Ping is ascending to Heaven and King Ping is following her. He gave me this letter before he left to ask me to understand that he can't be the emperor anymore."
"Sigh … King Ping is such an infatuated man!" Siao Shi shook her head. "Who would've thought that he would be so affectionate as a general?"
Chu Li nodded.
King Ping was extremely conceited. It was precisely because of this that he was devastated by the death of the previous Consort Ping. Even after he had a new Consort Ping, he still could not recover and always had thoughts of abandoning the world.
Now that the new Consort Ping was ascending to Heaven, he would leave this world and be completely free.
He could understand King Ping's thoughts but as a crown prince, this was too capricious.
He shook his head and smiled bitterly. King Ping trusted him too much. It was because of him that King Ping could leave this world and go to the Outland with peace of mind. He even said that they would meet again in the future so there was no need for him to say goodbye.
Siao Qi frowned. "What should we do?"
King Ping was supposed to inherit the throne. His sudden departure had messed up all his plans. Chu Li's hard work had gone down the drain. Leng Shouren was the happiest person now.
Chu Li turned to look at Siao Shi. "Second Eldest Sister, let's go to the Titanium Temple."
"You want Xu An to leave the temple?" Siao Shi asked.
Chu Li nodded slowly.
Siao Shi said, "He's a stubborn fellow. It's hard to change his mind once he's set on something. He's not interested in the throne. Why should we force him?"
"If the people don't suffer, let him inherit the throne. I won't be at ease if there's anyone else," Chu Li said.
"… Alright, let's give it a try." Xiao Shi nodded.
If it had been someone else, they might not have understood Chu Li's concern for the nation and the people. They might have felt that he was being a busybody and asking for trouble. However, as the young ladies of the Public House, they had been nurtured since they were young and had a broad mind. They could not only care about themselves, so they supported Chu Li's decision.
Chu Li looked at Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi nodded. "Don't worry, I'll take care of them."
Chu Li then looked at Pang Shiji. "Don't let your Mistress worry too much. Focus on your cultivation."
Then, he looked at Li Meng.
Li Meng hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Martial Uncle. I won't meddle."
Chu Li nodded. He grabbed Siao Shi's wrist and disappeared.
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Early in the morning, the Jin Gang Temple was shrouded in purple mist.
Chu Li raised his eyebrows. This was the purple energy harvested from Heaven and Earth. It was the purest energy. The pagoda and the formation were harvesting this purple energy to nourish and strengthen the Titanium Temple.
The temple door was tightly shut. Chu Li and Siao Shi stood outside the temple.
Through the observation of the Omniscient Mirror, he could vaguely see that the monks in the temple were gathered together through the golden light.
He went forward and knocked on the temple door.
The entire Titanium Temple only had the temple door as the rest of the place was covered by the formation.
Xu An quickly appeared and opened the temple door to invite them in.
"What's going on inside? Is it appropriate for us to go in? "Chu Li asked.
Xu An said, "Chief Chu Li and our temple have a long history. There's no need to be an outsider. Please come in."
After Siao Shi and Chu Li entered the temple door, they saw more than twenty red-shirted monks sitting at the bottom of the steps. There were middle-aged monks, old monks, and young novice monks. She could not help but ask, "What's going on?"
"Honorable Master Zhi Yu is about to preach." Xu An said.
"Preach?" Siao Shi looked at Chu Li. "Why don't we stay outside the temple for a while?"
Chu Li smiled. "I wanted to listen to the preach."
Siao Shi rolled her eyes.
She did not want to listen to an old monk's nagging. She would rather cultivate for a while.
Now that she belonged to the Tai Qing Sect, she did not walk the same path as Buddhism, so she did not want to listen.
Chu Li smiled. "Listening to the preach of a master is bound to be rewarding. This is a rare opportunity, you can't even come across it."
Xu An smiled and nodded in agreement. "Honorable Master Zhi Yu only preaches once every ten years."
"Alright, let's listen then." Siao Shi said.
The monks did not react to their arrival. It was as if they did not know. They sat with the curtains closed, motionless as if they were meditating.
Xu An also sat down.
Siao Shi sat beside him. Just as she was about to speak, Chu Li pulled her sleeve and gave her a look.
Siao Shi shut her mouth and looked around.
Slow footsteps were heard. An old monk in red slowly walked out of the temple. He stood on the steps and sat down slowly.
The old monk was skinny and skinny. He walked shakily as if he could fall at any time. His loose red robe swayed on his body as if there was no body in the robe. A gust of wind could blow the robe and the old monk up into the sky.
Chu Li's face turned serious.
Although the Omniscient Mirror was restrained and its power was greatly reduced, he could still see the three halos at the back of the old monk's head. They emitted a gentle radiance.
"Amitabha Buddha …" Monk Zhi Yu sat cross-legged on the steps. He put his skinny hands together and chanted the name of Buddha.
"Amitabha Buddha!" The monks chanted the name of Buddha.
Chu Li's vision blurred and suddenly changed.
It was as if he was standing on the surface of the sea. The seawater swayed and his body swayed but he did not sink. He was only floating on the surface of the sea.
There was a huge lotus in the void. An old monk sat cross-legged on the lotus. It was Monk Zhi Yu.
A bright moon appeared behind Monk Zhi Yu's head. It emitted a gentle radiance that enveloped his body and Chu Li who was standing on the surface of the sea.
"Amitabha Buddha …" Monk Zhi Yu spoke slowly. His voice was gentle and sweet. It was indescribably moving. One could not help but want to listen to it, "As I have heard …"
A Buddhist doctrine that Chu Li had never heard before was softly chanted. Without Monk Zhi Yu's explanation, Chu Li naturally understood.
Suddenly, Maha-Vairocana's Immobility Scripture moved. The scenery in front of him quickly disappeared. He then realized that he was still sitting at the bottom of the steps. Monk Zhi Yu was sitting on the steps.
"Amitabha Buddha …" Monk Zhi Yu's chants echoed in Chu Li's ears. He looked up.
Monk Zhi Yu was looking at him quietly.
Their eyes met in the air. Chu Li pressed his palms together.
Monk Zhi Yu nodded slightly. He took out a string of prayer beads and tossed it to Chu Li.
The pitch-black prayer beads landed in front of Chu Li.
Chu Li reached out to receive it and pressed his palms together.
He knew that the gift from Monk Zhi Yu was not an ordinary item. When their eyes met, there was a tacit understanding between them. He knew that Monk Zhi Yu cultivated Maha-Vairocana's Immobility Scripture.
He never thought that Maha-Vairocana's Immobility Scripture could have such a magical effect. He had been using it to strengthen his mind and not be confused by foreign objects. Now, it seemed like it could be used to confuse foreign objects.
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