The monk in the martial arts world

Chapter 199
Seeing this, Huixin already knew that these ministers had already been frightened and didn't really admit it, but he didn't care, as long as he had this level of identity, the map of the country and the country in his mind could be activated on a large scale, and he was no longer limited. One city and one place.

The fate of the country is no small matter. Although the Ming Dynasty cannot say that the country is prosperous and the people are peaceful, and the world is peaceful, but under the leadership of Hongzhi, the king of Zhongxing, the national power is also flourishing. Since the imperial court has the intention to govern the country, the national fortune must be very large, at least stronger than in the world of Luding many.

After Huixin retracted the illusion, everything seemed to have never happened.

"I appointed the Huixin Divine Monk as the Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty, do you have any different opinions?"

"Your Majesty is wise, I have no objection."

Having been frightened once, these elders no longer dare to be disrespectful to Huixin, for fear of experiencing a baptism of illusion.

Hui Xin cupped her hands and said with a smile, "Then His Majesty will promulgate the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and the poor monk is ready."

Hongzhi stood up, walked to Huixin, clapped his hands and said, "Come here, send me the court uniform of the national teacher, seal the letter!"

There were eunuchs who had been prepared long ago, holding a wooden plate with items covered with imperial silk cloth on it.

After Huixin took it, Hongzhi said, "Please go to the Temple of Heaven with me to offer sacrifices. The national teacher is related to the people's livelihood in the world. I asked the gods and monks to be in charge. Now the elders of the pavilion understand my painstaking efforts!"

"The ministers are ashamed. I didn't expect the national teacher to have such power. It's really amazing."

"The old minister has lived for so many years, and he has never seen such a fairy figure as the national teacher. It is blessed to be able to have a divine monk as the national teacher!"

The elders of the pavilion seemed to be frightened by Huixin, Hongzhi just thought it was funny, if he told him what the Queen Mother thought, I am afraid that each of these people would be able to stand up.

Huixin waved his hand and said, "Don't think that the poor monk is a god. The poor monk is just an ordinary warrior, but his strength is stronger. Others are no different from ordinary people. He also needs to eat, sleep and live. Please don't pay attention to what happened just now. ,Amitabha!"

Seeing Huixin's humble appearance, the elders softened their faces, but they didn't dare to bluff with Huixin any more, and turned to look at Hongzhi, who had to decide this matter.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the officials are already waiting at the Temple of Heaven. I wonder when His Majesty will move?"

Li Chen, the commander of Jinyiwei, stepped into the imperial study room, knelt down and asked.

Hong Zhi glanced at Hui Xin, and said, "Depart immediately! Li Chen, you go and escort a few elders to the Temple of Heaven, and I and the national teacher will be there soon!"

"Amitabha!"

After changing into the court uniform of the national teacher, he and Hongzhi took a carriage together and drove slowly towards the Temple of Heaven.

"National teacher, I don't know if the illusion just now is real or illusory?"

"Your Majesty has already felt it, so why ask the poor monk!"

Huixin smiled, pointed at Hongzhi's hand and said.

Hongzhi glanced at his hands, but they were extremely wet, nodded and said, "I have felt it for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be true. I have never seen the sea, and I also feel very mysterious and novel. I am trapped in the palace and cannot get out of this Sifang City. It is my sorrow."

"If you want to wear the crown, you have to bear the weight. It's not just talk. As much ability as you have, you have as much responsibility. Your Majesty is a good emperor. His successes and failures will be recorded by the historian. Why feel sad?"

Only those who have been emperors can empathize.

Huixin has long experienced this, and is used to seeing birth, old age, sickness and death, Huixin only feels that life is suffering, but she also enjoys it.

Buddha, maybe just people's spiritual sustenance, not real and visible, so it is often said that it is better to ask oneself than to ask others, let alone to ask God.

"This is very reasonable. I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders. Every time I make a decision, I need to consider the pros and cons. I also hope to bring stability to the people as I work hard."

Hongzhi vomits bitterness, as if he regards Huixin as a close friend, and Huixin is also patient, enlightening Hongzhi and explaining some principles of governing the country, but it also brings a lot of insights to Hongzhi.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, the Temple of Heaven has arrived, please go and preside over the sacrifice!"

Outside the carriage, came Li Chen's voice.

Huixin got out of the car first, followed by Emperor Hongzhi.

Civil and military officials have long been waiting outside the Temple of Heaven, and many officials saw Huixin for the first time, so they naturally asked around.

"The Emperor is here!"

The eunuch shouted in a sharp voice, and all civil and military officials knelt down on both sides, and even the prince and queen mother waited for a long time under the Temple of Heaven.

Huixin and Hongzhi walked in front side by side.

After Hongzhi boarded the Temple of Heaven, he said to Sifang, "Everyone is in peace. Since I succeeded to the throne, the country has been safe and peaceful, and there has been no war in the four directions. However, every time a demon slaughters the people of Ming Dynasty, I will give the head of the Wulong Temple, the Huixin monk, to the country. The position of teacher, supervising the heavens and offering sacrifices, seeking the blessings of the ancestors, so that Daming can restore the peace of the past!"

"Please Huixin Divine Monk, go up to the Temple of Heaven to offer sacrifices!"

Civil and military officials said obediently.

Wearing the national teacher's court uniform, Huixin stepped up the steps step by step with a solemn expression. After standing beside Hongzhi, she took the seal letter of the national teacher from Hongzhi with both hands, and said, "Amitabha! The poor monk accepts the order!"

At the moment when Huixin touched the seal, the sky that was originally covered by dark clouds suddenly shone brightly, and auspicious clouds suddenly appeared, more like a Buddha chanting, just like auspiciousness.

Civil and military officials exclaimed, looking at Hui Xin with awe.

In ancient times, superstition was advocated, especially those officials who were in awe of ghosts and gods, and regarded Huixin as a god-man when they saw it, not to mention the big Buddha that they saw in the capital a few days ago.

The map of Jiangshan and Sheji in Huixin's mind also conveyed a message, it seems that at this important moment, Huixin opened the fourth magical power.

Just looking at Hongzhi, it was like being able to listen to his inner voice.

This is his understanding, which may be an opportunity for Huixin.

If you can know what the evil king is thinking, maybe you can increase your chances of winning.

"Amitabha!"

Huixin's body rises slowly and stays in mid-air, with his left hand facing up and his right hand holding the seal of the pharmacist mantra, sitting cross-legged in mid-air like a Buddha.

Such a strange image shocked all the officials, let alone doubting the image in front of them.

A stream of pure national destiny was transformed from wordless jade slips into Buddhist power, which was transmitted to Huixin's mouth, and he recited the Sanskrit "Pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata's Original Vow Merit and Virtue Sutra".

All the officials present knelt down at the same time, listened to the lecture piously, and immediately felt comfortable all over the body, and all diseases disappeared.

After everyone woke up, Hui Xin had long since disappeared!
As a result, no one dared to doubt the name of the Huixin monk, and it was recorded by the court historian, and the legend was created and spread all over the world.

Changing out of the monk's robe, Huixin's eyes were clear. The effect of adding national luck to the body was too powerful, and the wordless jade slip was able to transform the blessing of national luck into Buddha power and innate skills, which is simply a treasure.

Although it is still unclear, the origin of this treasure must not be left from this world, but a treasure brought by a visitor from a foreign land.

In this regard, the battle with the evil king increased the odds of winning by [-]%.

(End of this chapter)