The guard finally couldn't help but be curious and said, "I wonder what important matter Monk Fakong has?"
Fu Qinghe glanced at him and said nothing.
The guard smiled and said: "Is this a confidential matter?"
"no."
"What's that?"
"..." Fu Qinghe just looked at him calmly but did not answer.
"I overstepped my bounds." The guard came to his senses, clasped his fists and said with a smile, "I haven't asked you for your name yet."
"A bad name is not worth mentioning." Fu Qinghe said.
The guard chuckled twice: "You are so proud. You are worthy of being the attendant of Divine Monk Fakong. Could it be that he is the shadow assassin Lin Feiyang?"
Fu Qinghe shook his head.
"Isn't it Lin Feiyang?" The guard said in surprise: "Fakong Divine Monk has other guards?"
"Squeak..." The door opened, and the guard and a middle-aged burly man came out.
This burly man has a handsome appearance, with a long beard fluttering under his chin, and his eyes are as cold as lightning.
"This is Commander Zhang." introduced the guard who came out with him.
Zhang Hao often stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I don't know what the monk Fakong has given you?"
"Go in and talk." Fu Qinghe said.
Zhang Hao often extended his hand to greet him.
Fu Qinghe walked inside and stepped on the steps. With every step he took, Zhang Haochang's expression changed.
He is a great master and has keen senses.
Fu Qinghe was like a sheathed sword, which he had kept hidden. As he got closer, the sword intent gradually came out.
This is a natural reaction when feeling Zhang Haochang's momentum.
Only then did Zhang Haochang realize that the attendant in front of him was actually a Grand Master.
The two entered the palace gate.
Fu Qinghe followed Zhang Haochang and walked in. After turning around the screen wall, there was a front yard.
They passed through a gate further in, turned around a screen wall, and saw Cao Yufang pacing in front of the hall with his hands behind his back.
"Your Majesty," Zhang Haochang said respectfully.
"Fu Qinghe has met the prince." Fu Qinghe made a fist and took out the jasper altar from his sleeve: "According to the order of the abbot, I specially send you an altar of sacred water."
Cao Yufang suddenly smiled, cupped his fists and said, "Master is determined."
Zhang Haochang stepped forward to take over the jade altar.
Fu Qinghe clasped his fists again: "Farewell."
He turned around and left without saying a word.
Zhang Haochang was startled and opened his mouth.
Cao Yufang didn't take it seriously. He smiled and watched Fu Qinghe's figure disappear in front of the screen wall, and then looked at the jade altar.
This Fu Qinghe was too cold and arrogant. When he met the prince, he refused to say a word. He just handed over his things and left.
Cao Yufang smiled and said: "Does Commander Zhang know the identity of this person?"
"He is a great master, one of the top swordsmen in the world." Zhang Haochang said with a solemn expression, "Comparable to the elders of Divine Sword Peak."
"Fu Qinghe, the love-cutting sword of the Tianhai Sword Sect." Cao Yufang said with emotion: "For Divine Monk Fakong to accept him as his attendant, he really has great magical powers and boundless Dharma."
"The top swordsman of Tianhai Sword Sect?"
"Exactly."
"No wonder you are so fierce." Zhang Haochang nodded slowly.
He is also a rare master in the world, a wizard among wizards. He has encountered many strange encounters. He has already entered the realm of Baoqi and does not pay much attention to the great master.
But when he saw that Fu Qinghe, as an attendant, had reached the Qi-holding state, he was completely shocked.
When I heard what Cao Yufang said, it turned out that it had a great origin, and I felt relieved.
While the two were talking, two more middle-aged people came out of the hall and stood next to Cao Yufang.
One of the two was thin and short, seemingly the oldest among the four, and the other was round and short.
Yuandun, a middle-aged man, exclaimed, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that Divine Monk Fa Kong would be the first to express his kindness."
The skinny and short middle-aged man nodded: "I originally thought that as a divine monk, Monk Fakong must be very arrogant and extremely reserved."
Originally, I had expected that it would be difficult to see the divine monk Fa Kong, and it would require three visits and four invitations from the prince to see him.
Things are rare and valuable, and these eminent monks see human nature most clearly.
Those who are easy to obtain do not think it is strange or expensive.
The more unavailable it is, the more concerned it is in our hearts, and the more we look at it.
"Fakong Divine Monk doesn't need these techniques." Cao Yufang shook his head and said with a smile: "With form and without form, the camera moves. The Divine Monk is no longer on this level."
With great magical powers, there is no need to use these small tricks.
Zhang Hao often laughed: "I didn't expect that Divine Monk Fa Kong would not shy away from suspicion and directly sent the divine water."
They had seen the indifference of the officials in the past two days. If Prince Xin Chu Xiang hadn't taken care of them everywhere, it would have been even worse.
They understood the thoughts of these officials. They wanted to avoid suspicion and did not want to get involved with the Ming Palace. The farther away, the better.
Prince Xin, Chu Xiang, is a prince. No matter how close he is to Prince Ming, no one will say that he is having an affair with Dayong.
But the same cannot be said for court officials.
Once you get close to the Ming Palace, you will definitely become a weak point for political opponents. You must read this book.
"You just disdain to pay attention to the eyes of the world." Middle-aged Yuandundun sighed: "It can only be said that the realm of the divine monk is different."
"In any case, I am very relieved that Divine Monk Fa Kong is like this." Cao Yufang smiled and said, "You guys can discuss the matter. I will go to the backyard and deliver it to the princess."
He was already prepared to be looked down upon. As a proton, he couldn't ask for too much, as long as he could live in peace and stability.
The three of them smiled and nodded.
Cao Yufang came to the backyard and saw two women tidying up the flower beds and leading the maids to remove dead branches and leaves.
Unlike Tianjing, which is evergreen all year round, it is winter in Shenjing, and everything falls into a deep sleep.
In the back garden, only some pine trees remained green, while other flowers and plants were withered, looking dilapidated and desolate.
The two princesses couldn't see this, so they had to sort it out.
Seeing the jasper altar handed over by Cao Yufang, the two women's eyes suddenly lit up and they took the jasper altar excitedly.
This jasper altar is exactly the same as the one in King Xin's Mansion. At a glance, you can tell that it was made from the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple, and of course it contains sacred water.
Yu Qingxian smiled and said: "Your Majesty, do you believe it is a gift from Your Majesty?"
"It was given by Divine Monk Fakong himself." Cao Yufang said with a smile.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Yu Qingxian said with a smile, "This is the good news from Divine Monk Fakong. This is good news."
As a disciple of the Jade Butterfly Sect, she is well-educated, has rich knowledge, is knowledgeable, and has profound insights into government affairs, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary women.
Jiang Yuwan nodded lightly: "The prince's situation will be different if Monk Fakong shows his kindness."
She is not an ordinary commoner, but a young lady from a scholarly family. She has been knowledgeable and intelligent since she was a child.
Yu Qingxian smiled and said: "Your Majesty's life will be much better from now on."
"Yeah..." Cao Yufang smiled.
All three of them knew Fa Kong's influence in Shenjing.
If Fakong dared to interact with him, people's guard against him would be much weaker. Even if they didn't dare to get close to him, they wouldn't avoid him as much as they do now.
Yu Qingxian smiled and said: "Your Majesty, it is said that this holy monk has great supernatural powers. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"It should be true." Cao Yufang said.
He also looked curious.
He believed deeply in Buddhism, especially in the magical powers described in Buddhism.
Unfortunately, none of the eminent monks I visited had supernatural powers.
They denounce supernatural powers as obstacles. Having supernatural powers does not mean that the Buddha Dharma is profound. The absence of supernatural powers does not mean that the Buddha Dharma is not profound. Fruit status has nothing to do with supernatural powers.
But he felt that only those who possess supernatural powers but don't use them, and have them but let them go, are the true enlightened monks.
"My lord, you have been thinking too much recently. Make tea with the divine water, and it will be very effective." Jiang Yuwan lifted the jasper altar, opened the stopper, poured some divine water into the furnace, and started to make tea.
After the tea was ready, the three of them sat in a small pavilion and drank tea.
The sun sets over the mountains and the cold comes.
Holding a cup of hot tea and sipping it, taking a sip of hot tea to drive away the chill is a great enjoyment.
The three of them felt calm and peaceful at this moment.
"The sacred fruit is indeed a sacred water, and its reputation is well-deserved." Cao Yufang smiled and said: "Two princesses, I will ask for a jar of sacred water from the monk Fakong every day, so there is no need to send people to Mingyue Medicine House to snatch it."
"Will the holy monk agree?"
"Yes." Cao Yufang intuitively agreed that Fa Kong would agree.
Fakong has been pondering the philosophy of Fayan Sect.
The foundation of Fayan Sect is to enter concentration and enter the Dharma Realm in concentration, thereby gaining the power of the Dharma Realm to use the Dharma Words.
But entering concentration is a slow and hard work.
The first level is to purify the mind.
An impure mind will become an obstacle to entering concentration.
After the mind calms down, various thoughts will pop up, interrupting the way to further enter concentration.
A pure heart is filled with repentance and good deeds.
When can you cleanse away the negative thoughts in your heart and make your heart as bright and upright as glass and the rising sun, then you can start practicing meditation.
If your heart is not pure, then there is no need to waste your efforts.
Fakong shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He felt that those suitable for practicing this skill were probably the disciples of the Holy Sect of Light.
Even the disciples of the Holy Sect of Light may not be able to practice it. It is almost impossible to purify a heart so bright and without any dross.
No wonder Fayan Sect has cut off its inheritance.
The requirements are too high, really too high.
The bright sunshine in the morning shone on Nantian Peak and on Xu Qingluo and his group, and Fakong was also with them.
He stood aside and watched Xu Qingluo, Chu Ling, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu and others skiing, holding on to the tree trunk and breathing the cool air.
Fu Qinghe stood behind him, motionless.
The laughter of Xu Qingluo and others could be heard in my ears, and bursts of laughter floated in Nantian Peak.
Lin Feiyang appeared beside him in a flash: "Abbott, we are almost ready and can open the altar at any time."
Fa Kong nodded.
Lin Feiyang said: "This blessing ceremony should be very relaxed. No one dares to make trouble again, right?"
Fakong smiled.
Lin Feiyang said: "Is there anyone who doesn't have a good eye? I should have killed the chickens three times before to scare the monkeys. Who is still stupid?"
"Never underestimate anyone's courage and courage." Fakong said, "There are always those who are not afraid of death."
"If you are looking for death, then let them do it!" Lin Feiyang snorted.
"How's the observation from King Ming?" Fakong asked casually.
Half of his mind was still focused on purifying the mind. After much deliberation, he still couldn't practice it.
My thoughts are thick, a bit thicker than those of ordinary people, and the source is the accumulation of two lives.
The longer you live, the more dust and dirt your soul accumulates.
This is a natural law and unavoidable.
Even though there are Medicine Buddha statues, even though there are mind-purifying mantras, and even though there are profound Buddhist teachings, there is no way to completely clean away these dirt.