Embers of Sword

Chapter 336 Treasure Ship
The next three days were still peaceful.

But everyone knows that peace is only temporary.

Xie Xuanyi sat in the carriage with his eyes closed and rested, spending most of his time comprehending the incomplete principles of life.

Deng Baiyi concentrated on carving talismans. The art of formation patterns requires not only talent but also hard work. Perhaps because of meeting Xie Zhen, Deng Baiyi did not pester Junshan to practice swordsmanship in the past few days.

Whenever Junshan had time, he would run to the last carriage and, under the pretext of looking after it, the monks from Fanyin Temple could not say much.

Looking after is fake.

The information is true.

The ray of karma and Buddhist fate that Xiaoyaozi had prayed for him back then was very mysterious. After the death of the holy monk Tanluan, only Xiaoyaozi knew the meaning of karma and Buddhist fate... But now it is different. If Miyun has awakened the remaining consciousness of "Tanluan", then perhaps this mystery can be solved directly.

"call……"

"My principles of life are only half condensed."

Xie Xuanyi woke up from closing his eyes.

His spiritual thoughts hovered at the Dantian.

The heart lake of Zifu was surrounded by the vapor from the Immortal Spring. Nearly a thousand strands of pure white vapor condensed into a pill, sitting in the sky above the cave.

Condensing nine out of ten of the principles of destruction, a dark shadow was cast in the lake of the heart.

And the other side.

The pure white color of the Way of Life appears very dim.

Black and white, life and death.

The two paths complement each other, impact each other, and merge with each other...

Xie Xuanyi vaguely felt that if he could cultivate the way of life to perfection, then the black and white colors of this lake in his heart would be completely balanced, and perhaps it would take the shape of "Tai Chi".

Yin and Yang are balanced, life and death are interdependent.

But now, my comprehension of the laws of life has reached a bottleneck.

Dayueguo's epiphany has been exhausted.

A battle between heaven and man, a battle between yang gods… Xie Xuanyi benefited greatly from watching these two battles up close.

If it weren’t for the good fortune of Dayue Kingdom.

The half of the Tao that you are comprehending now may very likely require several times, or even dozens of times, more effort.

"The principle of destruction can be released at any time to defend against the enemy."

Xie Xuanyi stretched out his palm, silently feeling the destructive power of the sword energy.

"It's not because I was reincarnated and cultivated again... I was born with a natural affinity with the sword of annihilation, so I can activate the sword of annihilation with ease."

"The principles of survival are much more difficult to use."

Xie Xuanyi can activate the principles of life and heal people's wounds.

But it is far from being able to achieve the way of extinction, where one thought leads to action.

His most powerful sword move now is to combine the two Dao principles into one, completing the Dao principle of life, and doubling the power of the sword intent of destruction... The sword of life and death of the Golden Body Tower directly broke Miao Zhen's golden body of luck. Xie Xuanyi estimated in his heart that this sword was enough to pose a threat to the Yin God Realm.

If the Way of Life is perfected, the power of this sword will undergo a second transformation.

"Because I killed too many people?"

Xie Xuanyi thought silently.

He uses the Law of Destruction very frequently.

But the principles of life are rarely used.

Think about this.

He lifted the car curtain, stretched out his hand, took a fallen leaf that was floating in the wind, and injected the principle of life into it. The dead leaf then turned green again, but since it had left the branch, it was destined to wither.

Xie Xuanyi shook his head.

The practice of Taoism is not something that can be done overnight.

No matter how talented he is, he still needs time.

He noticed that Deng Baiyi beside him was still immersed in the process of drawing talismans.

Xie Xuanyi quietly left the carriage, came behind Tie Tong, and asked softly, "Where are we?"

"Thank you, sir."

Special Envoy Tie Tong was driving the carriage: "We have reached the border of Yuzhou. Going further, we will reach Qujiang."

"Qujiang?"

Xie Xuanyi was a little surprised: "Why did you take this route?"

"This is my order."

As soon as he opened his mouth, a gentle voice sounded.

The location of the last carriage.

A tall monk holding a golden staff sat on the roof of the carriage, using the Mingsha staff to prop up a golden light array.

Miao Zhen's divine consciousness covered an area of a hundred feet around the carriage.

He said slowly: "The moment we left Tailing, we were watched by countless eyes. Not only do you have enemies, but I also have some... If we want to return to Liguo peacefully, we can't always take the Yangguan Road."

"Oh?"

Xie Xuanyi smiled.

He understood what Miaozhen meant.

The states of Chu and Li were all eyeing the situation covetously.

These people, hiding in the dark, if they all appeared together...

Then it is quite tricky to deal with.

"In that case, Qujiang is a good place."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly: "If you kill someone, you can just throw him into the river."

"Brother Xie, are you too murderous?"

Miao Zhen smiled and said, "The reason why I chose this place is because many years ago, I heard that the scenery of Qujiang River is extremely beautiful and rare in the world. Unfortunately, I have lived two lives and have never seen it with my own eyes. Today, I crossed the river not to kill people, but just to see the scenery."

"..."

Xie Xuanyi was silent for a while.

The vast majority of people in this world are qualified to say that they have a strong desire to kill.

But Miaozhen must be one of the very few people who does not have this qualification.

Less than half a day.

The delegation stopped at the bank of Qujiang River.

The golden light array in the last carriage dissipated. After many days, Xie Xuanyi saw Miyun's appearance after enlightenment for the first time... The little monk who had merged with Tanluan's Buddha bones looked as pale as paper, as if he had a serious illness, and his whole body exuded a sickly and sad aura.

But when you look into his eyes, you'll find that his expression seems to have become more resolute.

Miyun amputated his legs.

Now he can only sit in a wooden wheelchair and be pushed forward by the monks in the delegation.

"Uncle Master, you have worked hard these past few days..."

He left the carriage and was the first to greet Miaozhen.

During these days of practice, his uncle had been sitting in the carriage to protect him. It was an extremely difficult period. The fellow disciples in the delegation only thought that he was practicing "the power of divine feet", but they did not know that he was also integrating the Buddha's bones and comprehending the "cause and effect".

then.

He greeted Xie Xuanyi: "Thank you, benefactor."

"These past few days have been peaceful, you don't have to thank me."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, came to Miyun, squatted slightly, held Miyun's hand, and silently passed a ray of the law of life to him.

"……This is?"

Miyun was stunned for a moment, and felt a warmth in his heart.

"Take it, maybe it will make you feel better."

Xie Xuanyi was not good at speaking, and he could not find any words of comfort to say, so he could only pat the little guy on the shoulder.

He noticed that Junshan also followed Miyun out of the carriage.

But the old guy looked depressed and it seemed that he didn't get what he wanted.

"Senior Junshan."

At this moment, Miyun apologized in a very low voice: "I have indeed never heard of the so-called 'karma and Buddhist fate'... If I know about it in the future, I will definitely answer your questions and resolve your doubts..." "No problem."

Junshan waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Take good care of yourself and don't worry about it."

He knew that Miyun's health condition had been very poor in recent days and he should not be overworked, let alone disturbed.

It was because he agreed to join forces with Miao Zhen during the campfire break a few days ago that the latter let him enter the carriage.

The cause and effect relationship with Buddhism has always been a mystery in Junshan's heart.

But he also knew it at this moment.

This mystery cannot be solved in a short time.

The young boy in Taoist robes took a deep breath, floated to the side of the tall monk, and said sarcastically: "Wow...isn't this Qujiang? What are you doing? Is this still Chu State?"

"Stop farting."

Miao Zhen frowned and said, "After crossing Qujiang, there is still some distance to go before we can leave Chu State."

Although the two have joined forces, fighting each other for so many years has become a habit. Even if they don't fight, they will still confront each other in their daily conversations to see who is stronger.

In the eyes of others, the reincarnated Yang God is a high and mighty immortal who is not tainted by the dust of the world.

But in fact, when you really get in touch with them, you will find that they are just like ordinary people.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, laughter, scolding.

None of them are indispensable.

The river is rolling with waves, and the sound of the waves on the river bank is like thunder.

The delegation stopped here.

Miao Zhen stood in front of the waves, holding a huge golden staff. The monks of Fanyin Temple stood behind him. Everyone held their breath and watched the majestic and spectacular scene before them... The territory of Chu State was much larger than that of Li State, with many more famous mountains and rivers. The scene before them was something they had never seen in their lives.

Miyun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the scene in front of him and asked worriedly, "Uncle Master, can we make it?"

The river before us is more than ten miles wide.

At first glance, there is thick fog.

Miyun knew that crossing the river was nothing to his uncle. If there was only one person, he could cross the river by stepping on the water.

But now it was the entire delegation that had to cross the river, with cars, horses, and boxes of scriptures.

"..."

Miaozhen just smiled and didn't rush to answer.

Right now.

Xie Xuanyi slowly narrowed his eyes.

The young child in Taoist robe standing next to Miaozhen also let out a soft "eh".

The fog on the river slowly parted, and a huge, slightly oppressive outline could be vaguely seen. After a while, the treasure ship approached, with a large flag fluttering on the mast. On the flag was engraved a green copper coin that was round on the outside and square on the inside.

"You bald ass, you do have some clever ideas."

Junshan couldn't help laughing and asked, "Did you pay to hire the Purple Blue Treasure Ship from Fangyuanfang?"

In recent years, Fangyuanfang's business has been growing bigger and bigger.

The two great abbots hid behind the scenes, controlled the overall situation, and sent people to spread the word.

As long as you can afford the price, you can buy everything in Fangyuanfang.

"If you want to see the scenery of Qujiang River, you must have a boat."

Miao Zhen said calmly: "I can't expect you to control the sword and bring the scriptures to the other side."

"Oh, it's good to know."

Junshan sneered, and suddenly asked in confusion: "Wait... Aren't Buddhist disciples monks? Your pockets should be cleaner than your face. Where did you get the money to hire such a big guy?"

"Amitabha……"

Miao Zhen chanted the Buddha's name and said sincerely, "Junshan, do you know why the Zen master only lived one life, but lived much longer than your two lives combined?"

Junshan Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and became even more confused: "Why?"

"Because a Zen master never meddles in other people's business."

Miaozhen sneered and walked towards the treasure ship with a flick of his sleeves.

"???"

Junshan looked unhappy, but had nothing to say.

He looked towards the young man in black for help.

Xie Xuanyi smiled and shook his head, then followed Miaozhen onto the treasure ship.

Under the mast flag.

A middle-aged scholar in a green robe stood with his hands behind his back. The sleeves and collar of his robe were all engraved with patterns of square and round copper coins.

"My last name is Qian. You can just call me Qian San."

The middle-aged scholar spoke respectfully and bowed.

Xie Xuanyi noticed that the etiquette performed by this middle-aged Confucian scholar was slightly different from that of Chu Guo… This was a Li Ren.

interesting.

Li Ren ran to the territory of Chu State, which was not against the law. Chu and Li had lived in peace over the years, and the two countries traded with each other and often had exchanges. However, the owner of Fangyuanfang had always lived in seclusion behind the scenes. This was the first time that Xie Xuanyi saw the owner going out.

Xie Xuanyi smiled and said, "Excuse me for asking, but how many copper coins does it cost to rent a treasure ship like this to cross the river?"

"No copper coins will be charged for this crossing."

Qian San is humble.

"Fangyuanfang doesn't accept copper coins?"

Xie Xuanyi raised his eyebrows. This was really the sun rising from the west.

"Fangyuanfang's business is not just about copper coins."

Miao Zhen smiled slightly: "Do you remember that before the delegation sailed west, I went to southern Xinjiang and beat a Yinshan Yin God to death with a stick?"

Of course Xie Xuanyi remembered.

"There was a 'noble' from Li Country who posted a warrant in Fangyuanfang to kill this evil cultivator from Yinshan. I killed him, not only to vent Miyun's anger, but also to relieve the worries of that 'noble'." Miao Zhen said: "That 'noble' was covered with treasures, and he offered a generous reward, but I refused, and instead owed him three favors."

"You are quite smart."

Xie Xuanyi smiled when he heard this. The hardest thing to repay in the world is the debt of favor.

He did the same.

After the battle at the Golden Body Tower, Miao Zhen still owes him a favor.

"He took the initiative to ask for the rental of this purple treasure ship to cross the river, saying that it was a way of repaying a favor." Miao Zhen said, "In fact, it is difficult for ordinary people to rent this treasure ship even if they spend gold and silver. However, the status of that 'noble' is special. For him, he only needs to spend a little more silver to settle the matter."

"This half favor is pretty easy."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly: "In fact, if you had told me earlier, I could have taken care of the matter of the Qujiang treasure ship."

Gold and silver are vulgar things and there is no such thing as them in Buddhism.

But he never lacks.

After the battle at the Great Pudu Temple, he topped the list of geniuses. Now was a good time to ask the young emperor for a reward.

Xie Xuanyi only asked for some treasures, talismans, and materials, but ended up missing out on some silver.

If he knew that Miaozhen wanted to lease such a treasure ship, he would just help Chen Jingxuan do a business deal... The cost of leasing the treasure ship would be paid by the head of the Imperial City Bureau.

Anyway, it was Yuan Jimo who paid for it.

"That's not necessary. I still owe you a favor."

Miaozhen smiled.

He turned to face Shopkeeper Qian and bowed: "Thank you for your help, Brother Qian."

"You're welcome. It's just business."

Qian San looked at the delegation on the river bank not far away.

The young monks from the Fanyin Temple delegation began to dismantle the carriages and move the scriptures. Buddhist disciples are all physical cultivators with immense strength, and with the presence of a formation master like Deng Baiyi, these rough and tiring tasks became extremely easy.

He looked calm and said slowly, "If you have packed up and need to set sail, just let me know... You can tell me where you want to go and when you want to stop at any time. But there is one thing that needs to be made clear in advance."

"Fangyuanfang only gives away gifts."

"No fighting."

(End of this chapter)