Chu Yu looked at his appearance and shook his head helplessly.
How could someone at such a young age, who had been living in a deserted mountainous area like the Snowy Mountains, in an inaccessible place, suddenly encounter such a prosperous and prosperous scene, not be moved at all?
It seems that Buddhism is indeed profound and cannot be expressed in form.
"What an amazing concealment skill." Lu Xuanming said lightly.
He found that as Fakong got closer to Shenjing, his cultivation became weaker and weaker. Until now, there was no trace or breath of cultivation at all.
He looks like a person who doesn't know how to do martial arts.
This is a bit too fake. How can a disciple of Vajra Temple not know any martial arts?
But no matter how I sensed it, I couldn't sense the breath.
He was extremely unwilling to accept that his majestic Shenyuan Realm master could not sense even a Tianyuan Realm master?
"Thank you, Mr. Lu."
Fa Kong Dao.
All the cultivation skills have been put into the Medicine Buddha statue, only the indestructible power of Vajra remains in his body.
However, the indestructible power of the Vajra is not the same system as the current martial arts, and cannot be sensed.
When you arrive in Shenjing, if you want to be less tainted with cause and effect, then keep a low profile and don't think about showing yourself to others, otherwise you will be in endless trouble.
Shenjing is like a vanity fair. Once you become famous, you will be in endless trouble.
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The group of people walked slowly along the bustling street.
Zhao Huaishan and his party were very nervous.
If it were true, they would relax when they arrived in Shenjing. Who would dare to assassinate the son of the nine admirals in Shenjing?
But the last assassination by Tian Can Dao broke their common sense and made them suspicious.
The disciples of Tiancan Dao acted in extreme ways. They dared to assassinate outside Shenjing City, but they did not dare to assassinate inside the city.
Fakong's eyes wandered, observing his surroundings carefully.
He wanted to find out how prosperous Shenjing was and the level of productivity in this world.
Based on the sophistication of these products, the materials used, and the price level, he slowly speculated that they should be similar to the development level of the previous Ming Dynasty. The handicraft industry developed rapidly, but industrialization had not yet begun.
After all, there is no electricity in this world, so it is indeed difficult to industrialize.
But the handicraft industry has been extremely developed. Looking at the handicrafts in the shop next to it, they are exquisite and gorgeous, which is enough to make people admire.
After passing through the bustling avenue for about two miles, turn right and come to a quiet and clean street.
It is as wide as the main road, and the bluestone floor has been replaced with white marble, which is spotless.
Several sweepers were cleaning diligently, and even a leaf fell down and was immediately swept away.
On the south side of the street are flower gardens, and on the north side are magnificent mansions, separated by more than twenty meters from each other, separated by big trees or ancient wells.
Under the sunset, it is both majestic and majestic, but also full of human fireworks.
The specifications of each mansion are different.
Some mansions have guards in front of them, some have no guards, some have stone lions, and some have other strange beasts, strange beasts that Fakong has never even seen before.
Some hang four lanterns, some hang six, and some hang eight.
The patterns on the lanterns are also different, some are painted with words, some are drawings, and most of the patterns are birds.
Fakong felt the strict hierarchy.
Finally arriving in front of Prince Xin's Mansion, eight guards were standing with swords in their hands, their faces solemn and cold.
Fa Kong shook his head secretly.
These eight guards are all extremely evil.
He must have experienced the battlefield and killed at least twenty or thirty people to form such a solid evil spirit.
"I have met the Third Young Master." The eight guards bowed solemnly.
Chu Yu nodded lightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
The eight guards returned the greeting solemnly without saying a word.
Chu Yu led them into the house through the side door.
Fakong sighed.
The street outside is clean, tidy and spotless, but compared to the inside of Prince Xin's Mansion, it is still far behind.
As soon as you step into the house, you will feel that it is neat. Whether it is flowers, plants or buildings, everything is neat, neat and orderly.
"Father, the government is governed by military law." As soon as Chu Yu entered the palace, his expression relaxed and he said lazily: "The rules are very strict, but you don't have to follow them, monk. You are a guest."
Fa Kong nodded.
He had imagined what Prince Xin's palace looked like.
But I never expected that Prince Xin’s Mansion would be like this.
Even if I stayed in an international super-luxury hotel in my previous life, I never had such a clean and tidy feeling.
From time to time, I would encounter a servant who was walking softly. He would bow slightly and salute, and then go about his business.
The group finally passed through two courtyards and stopped outside the gate of a courtyard.
"Zhao Huaishan, you go about your business."
"Yes, sir."
"Monk, this is my residence." Chu Yu pointed to the yard behind him.
Fakong nodded calmly.
The three characters "Youlanju" are ancient and thick.
Chu Yu knocked on the door.
An old man opened the courtyard door, his eyes widened in surprise, and he shouted: "Young Master is back!"
The courtyard door is open.
Chu Yu waved his hand: "Old Dong, how is my mother and concubine?"
The old man was so skinny that he seemed to have only bones left, but his eyes were bright and clear, showing a sad expression: "The princess's condition is getting worse and worse, and the young master came back just in time. The prince sent someone over yesterday to ask when the young master was coming back. He has already sent someone
Went to find the young master, have you seen him?"
"No." Chu Yu shook his head with an ugly expression.
He probably missed it because he was diverted.
His father, who had always disliked him and regarded him as an enemy, actually sent people to look for him. It was obviously his mother-in-law's intention. I'm afraid she...
Thinking of this, he was so anxious that he turned around and left.
After hearing the news, the two maids who ran over to greet him immediately caught up with him. They were two beautiful little maids.
One is smart and the other is innocent.
"Sir, please change your clothes before going and wash away the dust."
"No need." Chu Yu frowned and waved his hand impatiently: "Don't follow me."
"Yes." The two women could only stop.
They looked at Fa Kong with bright eyes.
Fakong nodded as a greeting.
Chu Yu hurried forward.
Fa Kong follows.
After passing through the sixth-floor courtyard, Fakong followed Chu Yu to a garden. The lush trees were full of life, making people wonder if they were in the wild.
After walking for more than two hundred meters along the forest path, it suddenly opened up and there was a lake in front of us.
It is more than three times larger than the lake in his Medicine Valley, and it actually feels vast.
There are cloisters, pavilions, and water pavilions built on the clear lake.
There are four water pavilions in total, one each in the east, west, north and south. The windows of each water pavilion are open, and the light gauze curtains are blown out of the windows from time to time and flutter in the wind.
Chu Yu came to the east side of the waterside pavilion, moving lightly and not making a sound, for fear of disturbing the people in the waterside pavilion.
The curtain of the waterside pavilion was opened, and a plump and graceful girl walked out lightly. She had a charming face, almond eyes and rosy cheeks. She came out lightly and raised her green-white fingers in front of her plump lips.
Fakong sensed that there were ten people in the waterside pavilion.
A person who has reached the realm of divine origin has a strong evil spirit, just like a beast that is entrenched and ready to pounce and bite people at any time.
The two cultivation levels are in the Tianyuan realm, and they are also magnificent and extraordinary.
The rest can be ignored.
There was just one breath that was extraordinarily weak and full of vitality, like a candle in the wind that would be extinguished at any time.
Fakong pondered for a moment and waved to Chu Yu.
Chu Yu's lips trembled slightly and he was about to walk in. When he saw his gesture, he could only come closer.
Fakong pointed to the small pavilion.
The two came to a small pavilion not far away.
The small pavilion is also surrounded by light gauze curtains, apparently to prevent the wind from being too strong and injuring those in the pavilion.
Arriving at the small pavilion, Fakong took a look at the waterside pavilion and realized that even with this distance, he could not hide his words from the people in the waterside pavilion.
His voice rang in Chu Yu's ears: "Brother Chu, you don't have to speak, just think in your heart, I can hear you."
In order to keep a low profile and avoid being tainted by the cause and effect, he worked hard.
He directly inspired his mind with a little power of faith.
You can directly sense what Chu Yu is thinking, and you can also project your own thoughts directly into Chu Yu's mind.
His mind is more powerful than he thought.
It was just a pity that he had lost a little bit of the power of faith, which made him feel a little sad.
But in order to avoid trouble, you can only use it when you should use it. Isn't the power of faith just to save your life?
Avoiding trouble saves your life.
He comforted himself.
"What kind of magical power is this?" Chu Yu was surprised.
Chu Yu said softly: "Buddhism is boundless, it's just a few tricks, don't disturb the princess."
In fact, he didn't want others to hear it.
Chu Yu nodded.
Fakong's voice rang in his ears: "The princess is dying. In order to prevent anyone from obstructing her, I will cast a spell here."
"Mother, she...?"
"Well, fortunately, we arrived." Fakong lowered his voice and said, "I'm going to start."
Chu Yu held Fakong's wrist tightly: "Monk..."
He stared straight at Fakong, not knowing what to say.
Fa Kong is all his hope.
He couldn't imagine how he would live without his mother-in-law. If his mother-in-law really died like this, his world would collapse.
Fakong smiled and titheed.
Chu Yu let go of his hands and solemnly titheed.
Fa Kong faced the direction of the waterside pavilion, made seals with his hands, moved his lips, and cast the rejuvenation spell.
There is a jade vase in the sky pouring jade syrup, like a waterfall, pouring continuously towards the woman lying on the couch in the water pavilion.
This woman is extremely beautiful. Even though her face is sickly and pale as paper, it not only does not detract from the beauty of her face, but makes her even more charming.
It is Princess Xin Xu Miaoru.
The current rejuvenation spell is no longer the original rejuvenation spell that saved Ning Zhen.
As soon as the jade paste was injected, Xu Miaoru's vitality suddenly became much more vigorous, just like adding lamp oil to a broken lamp.
After ten times of rejuvenation mantra, your vitality will be strong.
Xu Miaoru's pale and beautiful face turned rosy. She looked like she was in a coma, but now she looked like she was sleeping soundly.
She slowly opened her eyes.
The beautiful eyes turned clear, and the waterside pavilion seemed to be lit up.
"Mother!" A heroic young man called out in a low voice, "Third brother is here, come over right away!"
Another handsome young man nodded hurriedly: "The third brother is outside."
Two old men with white beards stroked their beards and frowned.
They shook their heads slightly, sighing secretly but saying nothing.
A heroic middle-aged man was holding Xu Miaoru's slender jade hand tightly. Her skin was as white as translucent, and slightly blue blood vessels could be seen faintly.
He held it tightly, fearing that if he let go, it would leave him.
He has experienced the battlefield and has seen too much life and death and has become numb. However, he is not afraid of his own death, but is afraid of Xu Miaoru's death.
He would rather die in front of him than let Xu Miaoru die in front of him. Without her, what else would he miss in this world?
Seeing Xu Miaoru's rosy face and bright eyes, she seemed to have returned to the time thirty years ago.
His heart ached, but he bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from making a sound, lest she would hear the trembling in his voice.