It seems that the third son of Lord Xin will not give up until he achieves his goal. Today he is determined and must force himself to perform the Buddhist mantra.
Earlier, I watched him cough and did not move. I was showing my attitude to him. I would never accept the calculation and I couldn't get rid of the sand in my eyes.
Chu Yu was smart and astute. He understood immediately, put aside detours and calculations, and went straight to the point.
This move is the most powerful, overwhelming others with force.
Fa Kong has a clear understanding of himself.
In the final analysis, I am just a little vegetable-growing monk in Kongang Temple, so he is actually very easy to deal with.
It's just that Chu Yu underestimated the enemy and thought he could capture him easily.
But once Chu Yu wakes up and thinks seriously, he will think of using force to suppress others.
I can't hold it at all.
I just want to say one thing: King Xin’s Palace is putting pressure on the Kongang Temple or giving certain benefits to the Kongang Temple. The abbot considers the overall situation and issues an order. Do you disobey it?
Therefore, it is irreversible.
You have to go with the flow, and you still have to agree after all. It just depends on how to get the maximum benefit.
"What good will it do if I take action?"
"Become a worshiper of the royal palace and enjoy the glory and wealth?"
"Haha!" Fakong laughed twice, without any smile on his face.
"Okay, okay, I know, monk, that you regard wealth as floating clouds."
"It's not that the poor monk doesn't want glory and wealth, but he knows his own ability and can't bear the glory and wealth."
"Monk, you are a man of great wisdom."
"If I take action, there will be endless trouble, and it will also cause trouble for the Vajra Temple, and even cause trouble for the entire Daxueshan Sect."
There is no problem in casting your own Buddhist mantra in the Snowy Mountains. After all, you belong to the same sect.
Most monks know how to chant Buddha's mantras, but they don't pay much attention to them.
Daxue Mountain respects martial arts, so no matter how magical the Buddha's incantation is, it's useless, they can't use it.
Daxueshan disciples have high physical endowments and rarely get sick. What rejuvenation mantra can be used to avoid illness and disaster?
There are fewer Pure Heart Mantras, so only the Great Light Mantra can be used.
But what they hear is false and what they see is true. They won’t believe hearsay if they haven’t seen it with their own eyes.
If you go out of the snowy mountains and cast Buddhist spells, it will be different. There are many diseases among lay people, and a rejuvenation spell will make people salivate.
I don't have enough power to protect myself now.
Therefore, the time has not come.
Only when you have become the best in the world can you unleash the Buddha's mantra, harvest your faith, and freely use your magical powers.
Fakong said: "My cultivation is shallow now. Once trouble comes, Buddha's mantra cannot save me."
"Alas..." Chu Yu sighed.
He has read a lot and is highly intelligent. He not only understands the ways of the world, but also has a clear understanding of world affairs. He knows that what Fa Kong said is not overly worrying.
Fa Kong smiled.
It seems that Chu Yu understands his difficulties.
Chu Yu slapped the table and said in a deep voice: "Well, if you can cure my mother-in-law, you will be a tribute to the palace!"
Fakong laughed.
Chu Yu looked at him with bright eyes: "Monk, don't be too busy refusing, listen to me."
Fakong looked at him with a smile.
Chu Yu said: "Being a worshiper of the palace can live in the palace. Who dares to cause trouble? The assassination is even more of a joke. The mother-in-law has built a Buddhist temple in the palace. The monk can be the abbot of the temple. Then hide your name from the monk.
This life experience will eliminate the troubles caused by the Vajra Temple and the Snow Mountain Sect."
Fakong smiled and said: "How is living in the Wangfu Buddhist Hall different from living in the Snowy Mountains now?"
"The climate in Shenjing is pleasant, not as cold as this, not to mention prosperous. A monk can live in seclusion in the palace, and at the same time enjoy the prosperity and wealth of the world, so that his life in this world will not be in vain."
"Prosperity is prosperity, and it is also more dangerous." Fakong said.
If you sharpen your sword and cut firewood, and practice your martial arts well, you will have plenty of time to enjoy the prosperity, not least for a while and a half.
Now that you have mastered your martial arts, the days of enjoyment will come later.
So I will never take risks just because I am greedy for prosperity and excitement.
"..." Chu Yu's handsome face was uncertain, and he was filled with anger, but he suppressed it, knowing that he could not force himself.
After all, the Daxueshan Sect is the Daxueshan Sect. If it were the emperor, an imperial edict could indeed make the Daxueshan Sect obey orders.
If it were the royal palace, it might not be possible to force King Kong Temple to surrender even if it tried.
But I can't represent the palace, I'm just the third young master, the most unpopular third young master, and his position is humble.
He could predict that once the palace was allowed to negotiate with the Vajra Temple, it would definitely arouse opposition and ridicule from the eldest and second brothers.
They will definitely say how naive, childish, ridiculous and pitiful they are to believe such a ridiculous thing. They must not let the palace also make a joke.
His father never looked directly at him, and he didn't want to upset his mother, so he couldn't act with the power of the palace.
His handsome face changed several times, and finally he hummed: "Monk, don't monks all have compassion? Monk, you don't have compassion!"
Fakong smiled: "It is compassion to treat Mr. Chu's illness, but how about getting the Vajra Temple and Daxue Mountain into trouble?"
"...Those so-called troubles are just speculation and may not come true." Chu Yu said: "I will definitely keep it a secret."
Fakong slowly shook his head: "There is no airtight wall in the world. If you can keep a secret, what about the people around you?"
Chu Yu frowned: "Is there really no room for negotiation?"
Fakong smiled and said nothing.
Seeing that Chu Yu was angry but not angry, he instantly guessed the reason.
As the third son of a royal family, well-dressed and well-fed, and accustomed to bossing around, how could he be so tolerant?
First, the environment in which he grew up, ranked third, his poor martial arts qualifications, and his congenital frailty. All combined, I am afraid that his life will not be so satisfactory.
The second is that he lacks confidence and cannot really use his power to overwhelm others. He cannot use the power of Xin Wangfu to overwhelm Vajra Temple.
Chu Yu said: "If you have any conditions, tell me...just say it!"
"Sigh...that's all, let's talk about it and let you give up." Fakong shook his head and sighed helplessly.
Chu Yu was refreshed.
Fakong smiled and said: "I want the lion to open its mouth."
"Please——!" A lazy smile appeared on Chu Yu's handsome face.
Fakong said: "First, I need two Buddhist scriptures recorded by Xika Beiye, the one from Lingtang and the one from Feitian Temple."
"The second article is the Leiyin Marrow Cleansing Sutra of the Great Leiyin Temple."
"Article 3, Tai Ye Mian Tian Jue."
"Article 4: I can't leave the Snowy Mountains until three months later."
"Three months?" Chu Yu frowned and shook his head: "I can't wait three months, let's take one month."
The mother-in-law's health is getting worse and worse, and more importantly, she is in unbearable pain every day, and life is worse than death.
"Two months!"
"Okay!" Chu Yu slapped the table decisively: "That's it, monk, just wait!"
Fakong looked at him with a smile.
He has opened his mouth like a lion and has listed all the things he has been seeking so hard for. If he can achieve any of them, it will be a good thing.
If all these conditions can be met, it doesn't matter if there is some cause and effect.
It's not a big deal if Kongoji Temple and Daisetsuzan cause trouble. They are strong enough and can withstand it.
But did Chu Yu really agree?
Even in Prince Xin's Mansion, it's not that easy to get the Leiyin Marrow Cleansing Sutra and the Xika Beiye Sutra from Feitian Temple, right?
Does he believe in himself so much?
Aren't you afraid that you are playing a trick on him?
"If the first three conditions are met, I will cure you first, Mr. Chu."
"Monk, just wait for the good news!" Chu Yu drank the tea in one gulp.
He grew up with fine clothes and fine food, and a sharp mouth. At that time, he tasted the tea brewed by Fakong at the first sip and realized that the tea brewed by Fakong was particularly different. Such good tea could not be wasted.
Put down the tea cup, stood up and strode out quickly.
Fakong said: "Mr. Chu, keep it secret!"
Chu Yu opened the courtyard door and waved to him without looking back.
When he returned to his monastery, the courtyard door suddenly opened.
Zhao Huaishan hurriedly got out of the door and supported Chu Yu.
Chu Yu pushed him away and helped him: "I'm not that delicate!"
Zhao Huaishan did not take back his hand, still holding on weakly, and followed him step by step into the courtyard of the monastery.
Suddenly it felt as warm as spring.
Several charcoal stoves were burning brightly, and the lights illuminated the small courtyard like daylight.
Chu Yu's handsome face was clearly illuminated, as pale as powder, and his eyes were dull and lifeless.
"Young Master..." Zhao Huaishan's eyes turned red and his voice choked with sobs.
Every day when Chu Yu had an attack, Zhao Huaishan would use gentle energy to comb his body and minimize the damage caused by coughing.
Without him this time, Chu Yu was tortured too badly.
Zhao Huaishan felt sad in his heart: As a young prince, he does not have the absurdity of a playboy, but is kind and upright. However, he has to suffer such pain. God really has no eyes!
Chu Yu sat at the table and smiled lazily: "Zhao Huaishan, look at your potential!"
Zhao Huaishan said hurriedly: "Sir, has Monk Fakong gone too far? It's really a lion's mouth!"
Chu Yu smiled, took the tea from Meng Chaoyang, and took a sip.
Meng Chaoyang is thin and tall, with an exceptionally long neck, a round face and small eyes. If you don't look carefully, you would think he has his eyes closed all the time.
Zhao Huaishan was extremely dissatisfied with Meng Chaoyang's diligence and thoughtfulness. He felt that Meng Chaoyang was a sycophant, and he was a critic.
He said seriously: "Master, you really believe him so much, what if he is a liar? He has no ability at all, and you still want to deceive so many benefits!"
"I trust my intuition." Chu Yu put down the tea cup and shook his head.
The same tea leaves, but the tea-making techniques are quite different.
"Sir, if we work so hard..."
"Shut up, Zhao Huaishan." Chu Yu waved his hand: "Do you know what the conditions are? Go ahead and do it."
"But……"
"Um--?"
"...Yes!" Zhao Huaishan clasped his fists slumped and saluted: "Just follow your orders!"
Chu Yu waved his hand.
Zhao Huaishan exited the monastery.
After leaving the monastery gate, he glared at Fakong's monastery before leaving, shook his head and left.