Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 110 Prayers
The terrible experience of being completely suppressed by Zen Master Tianhe last time is still vivid in his memory. If there is anyone Feng Jin fears in this Central Plains Continent, it is only Tianhe Zen Master.

She is not afraid of Pei Xiu. With her spiritual power, even if she can't defeat Pei Xiu, she can escape smoothly. But when paired with Heaven and Zen Master, she doesn't even have a chance to escape, and even her hidden guards can't deal with Tianhe. Zen master, only nameless.

Tian and Zen master said that if she devours ghosts again, he will accept her.

Feng Jin thought about it carefully, and made sure that he hadn't swallowed a ghost recently, so he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, after only one glance, Zen Master Tianhe looked away and continued to preside over the incense offering ceremony.

Daxiangguo Temple was crowded with people, but there was no sound at all. Everyone was quiet and looked at Tianhe Zen Master with admiration.

On the same day, the Zen master put the incense in his hands into the incense burner in front of the Daxiong Hall, and the ceremony was over.

Pilgrims, in an orderly manner, went to offer incense one by one.

Feng Jin also moved forward with the crowd, and when it was her turn, she lit the incense herself, bowed three times, and prayed secretly in her heart: "First, I wish the country and people will be safe and sound, and second, I wish the people to live and work in peace and contentment, and three wishes I will grow old with Wuming and join hands for a lifetime."

After praying, she piously inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Turning his head, he saw Wuming holding the incense in both hands and praying with his eyes closed. A moment later, he opened his eyes and seriously inserted the incense into the incense burner.

"This benefactor, the Zen Master invites you!"

A young monk aged thirteen or fourteen came over and said to Feng Jin with clasped hands.

All the pilgrims around looked enviously at Feng Jin and his party. Feng Jin smiled slightly, and followed the young monk to the backyard of Daxiangguo Temple.

Walking on the quiet path in the backyard, isolated from the hustle and bustle in front, Feng Jin asked softly, "Wu Ming, what wish did you just make?"

"May Ah Jin be in good health, and my wishes come true."

"anything else?"

Wuming shook his head, "Not anymore."

Feng Jin looked at Wuming in amazement, Wuming smiled slightly, "I thought to myself, Lord Buddha gives everyone the same opportunities, if there are too many wishes, the opportunities will be divided, so I put all the opportunities in the One wish, in this way, the chances of wish fulfillment will be greatly increased.”

"Then you have no other wishes?"

"Of course there is."

I want us to be together forever, I want you to love me only, I want us to have a child, and I want...

If I want too much, Lord Buddha will think I am greedy.

So, I gave all my opportunities to what I wanted the most.

What I want most is that Ah Jin will be happy and worry-free, that everything goes well, that everything Ah Jin wants to do can be done, and that every wish that Ah Jin makes can come true.

Feng Jin waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for Wuming to say his other wishes. She stared blankly at Wuming's silent and gentle face, and suddenly understood.

Feng Jin slowly stretched out her hand, wrapped it around Wuming's finger, and interlocked with him.

Wuming felt it, and in turn entangled her even more tightly.

Shen Wenqing followed behind, looking at the tightly clasped hands of the two, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He didn't say anything, just followed behind them silently.

Arriving at the meditation room where Feng Jin's soul visited last time, the little monk stopped and made a gesture of invitation. Feng Jin and Wuming let go of their hands, and entered the meditation room one after the other.

In front of outsiders, Feng Jin will not appear too close to Wuming, firstly, to protect Wuming, and secondly, so as not to overwhelm others.

Before she is strong enough, she doesn't want to be discovered by civil and military officials about her feelings for Wuming, and all kinds of people will be stuffed into her harem.

"Here? Sit down."

As soon as Feng Jin entered, the voice of Tianhe Chan Master floated into her ears, Feng Jin hummed lightly, and stopped talking.

Zen Master Tianhe was flipping through the scriptures and felt that Feng Jin was quiet, so he looked at Feng Jin with some surprise, "Why didn't you speak?"

"Nothing to say."

Feng Jin said lightly, Tian and Zen Master's familiar tone seemed to be talking to an old friend.

Feng Jin felt a little disapproving, she and Tianhe Chan Master were not friends, but if they were enemies, they didn't seem to be.

After hearing Feng Jin's answer, Zen Master Tianhe's calm yet sharp eyes swept across Feng Jin's body, "It seems that you haven't done anything against God's will recently."

Feng Jin's complexion was a little ugly, she was too lazy to argue with him whether it was against the will of God, he defended the righteous way and regarded her as a monster, but she also had her own reasons.

If she didn't rely on devouring ghosts to quickly increase her spiritual power and gain the power to protect herself, she might have died several times already.

And these, Zen master Tianhe can't see, or he doesn't want to see, he just wants to maintain his so-called righteous way, the so-called will of heaven.

Feng Jin glanced at Tianhe Zen Master blankly, and said in a cold tone, "Is this why Zen Master called me here?"

Zen Master Tianhe gave a soft 'hmm', and Feng Jin sneered, with a sarcastic smile, "The Zen Master can tell at a glance whether I have done those things recently, and the Zen Master has already seen me outside the Daxiong Palace just now, so I must know it too If I have done it, why bother to ask me to come here? The Zen master has something to say, so there is no need to beat around the bush!"

Feng Jin ruthlessly pierced his mind, a trace of embarrassment quickly flashed across Tianhe Zen Master's face, and in just a moment, he returned to his compassionate, peaceful and peaceful appearance.

Tianhe Zen Master took a deep look at Feng Jin and didn't speak for a long time.

Feng Jin immediately lost his patience, "It's fine if you don't say anything, I'm going back to the palace first."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Jin got up and left.

Zen Master Tianhe sighed, and finally opened his mouth, with a helpless tone, "Look at what is written in this scripture."

Feng Jin turned his back to Tianhe Zen Master, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a triumphant smile, I don't believe it, I can't cure you monk!
Feng Jin withdrew her smile, turned around, and walked towards Tianhe Zen Master expressionlessly, sitting side by side with him, looking at the scriptures with the pages he opened.

There was a faint fragrance on her body, faintly present, without a trace but lingering, like the fragrance of orchids, and also like the fragrance of plum blossoms, which made Tianhe a little uncomfortable.

Wuming saw all this scene in his eyes, and looked at Tianhe Zen Master with a bit of murderous intent.

Zen Master Tianhe frowned, his clear eyes slipped from Feng Jin to Wuming.

When the two of them were 'flicking eyes', Feng Jin carefully flipped through the scriptures, her brows tightened and her expression became serious.

Judging from the content of this book, the person who wrote this scripture should be the first generation of eminent monks, whose Dharma name is Huijing.

It says that Hui Jing originally practiced hard in the Canghai Continent, but due to his poor aptitude, he was unable to make a breakthrough. Both the master and the sect had given up on him and left him to fend for himself.

Even so, he still did not give up his efforts.

But suddenly one day, when he opened his eyes, he realized that he had arrived in a completely strange world, and this world was the Central Plains Continent.

Hui Jing met a lot of people, all of them were poorly qualified practitioners like him, and they all came to this strange continent as soon as they opened their eyes for no reason.

At the very beginning, they thought it was because of their poor aptitude that they had lost the face of the sect, and were gathered by the sect and thrown into a remote corner to fend for themselves.

They wanted to leave here and go back to the sect, but they traveled all over the continent, but they didn't see a familiar place. Only then did they realize that they had arrived at a continent completely different from Canghai Continent.

How it got here, no one knows the answer.

At the beginning, everyone wanted to go back to the Canghai Continent, but gradually, the comfortable life in the Central Plains Continent made most people want to go back. There is no need to practice the Nine Heavens and Stars Art here, and no need to be ridiculed by fellow students because of poor aptitude. They gradually got used to staying here, being ordinary people, marrying wives and having children, and multiplying.

Only Huijing is still tirelessly looking for the path and method to return to the Canghai Continent.

From young to old, he still hasn't found the way back. When Huijing was in despair, he met someone from the Canghai Continent again, and he was not an ordinary person.

Just as Feng Jin was about to read on, a young monk's clear and pure voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Zen Master, there is a benefactor named Pei Xiu asking to see you."

Before the words finished, Pei Xiu had already strode in. When she saw Feng Jin and the others, she was startled and frowned, "Why is Your Majesty here?"

Feng Jin was also taken aback. Didn't Pei Xiu come here after receiving the news that he was coming to Daxiangguo Temple?

Could it be that he came to see Tianhe Zen Master?Does he have a private friendship with Tianhe Zen Master?

Feng Jin glanced suspiciously at Tianhe Chan Master and Pei Xiu, and said coldly, "Pei Qing can come, but can't I come?"

(End of this chapter)