Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 358 Take Order
A streak of bright green spiritual power was poured into the temple master's temple from Feng Jin's fingertips, and soon, that spiritual power turned into a thin mist that enveloped the sect master's entire body. That layer of cloud and mist was like a barrier, His soul is trapped in his body, preventing it from floating around uncontrollably, and preventing outsiders or ghosts from harming him.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, Feng Jin withdrew his hand.

The dark clouds receded, the sun reappeared in the sky, the bright and bright sunshine covered the earth, the darkness faded, and the light reappeared. Shen Wenqing and others felt like they were in a dream.

"Take him back."

The soul is in peace, but before it gets dark tomorrow night, the door master must be detoxified from the corpse, otherwise he will be in a state of death now, and when it gets dark tomorrow night, the soul seducer will come to seduce the soul.

The hidden guard picked up the sect master, and Qi Che carefully helped Feng Jin back.

As soon as she entered the handsome tent, Feng Jin fell headfirst on the bed and fell asleep. Once she fell into a coma, her body automatically recovered the spiritual power that had surged before.

I slept for a day and a night, and didn't wake up until the next morning. During this period, Imperial Physician Liu felt Feng Jin's pulse countless times, and felt that although her pulse was a little intense, it was nothing serious, and the fetal image was also fine. Only then did they feel relieved, let Qi Che and the others stay by the bed, and let the Queen sleep peacefully.

When it was almost dawn, an unexpected guest came to the barracks and begged to see Feng Jin. Seeing that Feng Jin was still in a coma, the visitor waited until she woke up before entering the camp.

Feng Jin had just woken up, and his mind was still a little dazed. When he saw the face of the person who came, all the drowsiness flew away, and he frowned, "Why are you here?"

The person who came was Tianhe Zen Master, who was full of travel and dust, and his monk robe was damaged in several places, which seemed to be much lighter. "Your Majesty promised the poor monk not to devour ghosts anymore..."

"I did not devour ghosts."

Feng Jin interrupted him lightly.

"Everyone's life and death are determined by God. If someone dies, that is God's will. If His Majesty wants to save him, it is against God's will!"

Feng Jin's eyes flashed slightly, "You know everything?"

"The art of requieming souls is a forbidden art. Your majesty can feel it when you use it. If your majesty violates the will of heaven again and again, one day you will taste the bitter fruit."

Feng Jin's expression was indifferent, and his tone was also indifferent, "Let's talk about the future in the future, I only care about the present."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something, and she looked at Tianhe Zen Master with extremely sharp eyes, "Even if you have high mana and can feel that someone has used the forbidden technique, there must be a prerequisite. The location is less than one mile away, when I used the forbidden technique yesterday, I was absolutely sure that you were not by my side."

Zen Master Tianhe looked a little evasive, avoiding Feng Jin's gaze, Feng Jin stared at him intently, "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Seeing that Feng Jin had become suspicious, Tianhe Zen Master thought to himself, if the Empress wanted to investigate, she would be able to find out, why not tell the whole story, thinking of this, Tianhe Zen Master cleared his throat, "Your Majesty, the poor monk has something to tell you, Just let them all back down."

At this time, Shen Wenqing, Qi Che and Imperial Physician Liu were all present in the handsome tent, Feng Jin gestured, "You all step down."

The three of them answered yes in unison, and retreated respectfully.

When there were only the two of them left in the handsome tent, Feng Jin glanced at Tian and Zen Master, "You can talk."

"Your Majesty, do you still remember that when you took poison, your life was hanging by a thread?"

Feng Jin thought for a while, then remembered that Tianhe Chan Master was referring to the time when she drank poisonous wine with the head of the sect. For the sake of fragrance, she set up a gamble at the gate of the gate of death. One of the six glasses of wine was poisoned wine. He drank that cup of poisoned wine and almost died because of it.

"That time, the poor monk was collecting snow lotus flowers in Kunlun Mountains, and found that the Emperor Star's light was dim, and he was in the midst of life and death. Therefore, the poor monk used some spells to help the Emperor Star regain its light."

"You mean you saved my life?"

Zen Master Tianhe shook his head, "Actually, it doesn't count, His Majesty saved his own life, and the poor monk just helped His Majesty."

"What does that have to do with you being able to feel that I have used a forbidden technique?"

"It doesn't really matter."

Feng Jin couldn't laugh or cry at Tianhe's words, they went around together, Tianhe didn't say anything useful?
Seeing Feng Jin's expression, Tianhe Zen Master didn't explain, and continued, "Your Majesty, do you still remember the first time you and I met, when the poor monk's Buddhist beads hurt Your Majesty?"

"remember."

The string of Buddha beads was made of the relics of the eminent monks of the past dynasties, the Buddha nature is extremely strong, Feng Jin is full of ghost aura, so he is very afraid of that thing.

"In the end, the poor monk sent a snow lotus into the palace, which healed His Majesty's injury. Do you still remember?"

Seeing that Tian and Zen Master were talking about these minutiae, Feng Jin couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, and hummed lukewarmly, "I also remember."

"The snow lotus was originally a pair, twin flowers, one plant was given to His Majesty, the other plant was given to Wuming, the snow lotus has always been taken care of by the poor monk himself, listening to the poor monk chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha every day, morning bells and evening drums, year after year , Day after day, I have been imbued with the Buddha nature, and also have a feeling with the poor monk. Therefore, both Your Majesty and the poor monk who have an accident can feel it."

"So, I used the technique of requieming the soul, and you can sense it?"

Tianhe Zen Master nodded, Feng Jin took a deep look at him, and said with a pun, "Then you came really fast."

"The poor monk has been in this area recently, offering salvation to those who died in vain."

Zen Master Tianhe said, reciting the sound of the Buddha, his expression was full of compassion, "In the era of raging wars, human lives are like ants, and there are grievances everywhere."

Seeing his thin face, Feng Jin felt unspeakable. After a long silence, he said softly, "I will end this war as soon as possible."

"Everything has already been decided by God, everything is God's will..."

"That's enough! I don't want to hear the word God's will anymore! The war was caused by the Huns, and I will drive them back to their hometown! If they want 50 or 100 years, they won't even dare to take half a step into the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

As Feng Jin spoke, the resentment and anger could no longer be suppressed, his tone was raised, and his chest heaved violently.

The curtain was lifted, and Imperial Physician Liu hurried in, feeling Feng Jin's pulse while calming her emotions, "Your Majesty is pregnant again, hurting her body with anger, hurting her body with anger..."

Shen Wenqing came in with the medicine, and Qi Che followed behind, looking at Feng Jin worriedly, Feng Jin smiled at him, signaling that he was fine.

Imperial Physician Liu took the medicine bowl and came over, "Drink it quickly, Your Majesty, the calming soup that I have just made can calm the nerves and dispel shock."

Feng Jin drank the medicine, and when his emotions calmed down, he asked Imperial Physician Liu and the others to retreat, and continued to talk to Tianhe Zen Master, "I have already used the technique of requieming souls, how does Zen Master want to punish me?"

Tianhe Zen Master didn't say a word, and looked at Feng Jin fixedly, "Your Majesty is pregnant?"

Feng Jin hummed softly, Tianhe Zen Master's eyes moved down, and landed on Feng Jin's slightly swollen belly, "Has it been more than three months?"

"Just three months."

Zen Master Tianhe was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth, "Your Majesty devours ghosts, reincarnation of bad people, and disobedience to God's will..."

These words were particularly harsh to Feng Jin's ears. She interrupted Tianhe Chan Master impatiently, "What the hell is Zen Master trying to say? Did all the people come here just to accuse me of crimes?"

Zen Master Tianhe gave Feng Jin a complicated look, pursed his lips, and fell silent.

It was quiet in the handsome tent, the dark night orchid plant was growing on the small table, the dozen or so buds had been completely closed, but wisps of subtle fragrance still radiated in the air, penetrating into Feng Jin's nose.

Feng Jin's emotions gradually calmed down, and he sighed, "I have no choice but to use requiem, I don't want him to die, so Zen Master can do whatever he wants?"

Feng Jin resigned herself to her fate and sat in the chair, waiting for Tianhe to call with the string of Buddhist beads. After waiting for a long time, she didn't see Tianhe move, so she couldn't help but look over in surprise.

"The man is dead now, otherwise, His Majesty doesn't need to requiem him. After the requiem, what does His Majesty want to do?"

"He was poisoned by the corpse, I want to detoxify him."

Hearing the word corpse poison, Zen Master Tianhe's expression changed again and again, and he frowned and said, "Your Majesty is pregnant now, how can you touch such evil and insidious things as corpse poison? If you are not careful, the fetus will not be safe. What's more , Doesn’t Your Majesty know that even if the poison of the corpse is detoxified, people will not be able to survive, and another forbidden technique must be used.”

Feng Jin remained silent, Tianhe Zen Master observed her expression, and saw that when he mentioned that he needed another forbidden technique, she showed no surprise on her face, and suddenly understood, she couldn't help but smiled wryly, "It's the poor monk who is stupid. Now, since Your Majesty knows the technique of requieming souls, how can you not know the forbidden technique of taking orders?"

(End of this chapter)