You, a tyrannical ruler, roam the heavens; you cannot understand my joy.

Several days later, in Jiankang, at the Imperial Palace.

[Missed the morning court session; internal strength +6.]

[Enchanted by beautiful women, internal strength +3.]

[Colluding with the demonic path, Demonic Heart +5.]

[Excessive indulgence in lust, bonus reward: Cultivation +6299.]

[Digging your own grave, bonus reward: Charm skill +50.]

[Leading a rebellion, utterly absurd, Dao Enlightenment +2.]

[Reusing a wicked concubine can bring ruin to a country; calligraphy +10, painting +10, chess +10, musical instrument skills +10.]

After returning to Jiankang yesterday, Lu Zuo, who had been celibate for several days, went on a spree with Zhang Lihua, Fan Qinghui, Su Yanzhi, Li Qingmei, and others.

When I woke up this morning, I was given over six thousand cultivation points!

"If we add Zhu Yuyan to that, wouldn't that mean around 10,000 cultivation points per day?"

"Um……"

"I think that Madam Cai is still quite charming."

After pondering for a moment, Lu Zuo secretly gave his cheat system the command: "Add all your cultivation points to Soul Dragon Soaring."

[Consuming 6299 cultivation points, the second level of Soul Dragon Soaring has been upgraded to: 6300/200000.]

The difficulty of this technique lies in the initial hurdle of getting started.

Once you step through the threshold, your subsequent cultivation will be smooth sailing, and the required cultivation level will naturally be low.

"His Majesty……"

As I pondered, a soft, nuzzling figure nestled against me.

Fan Qinghui nestled against Lu Zuo's chest and whispered softly, "My senior sister will be giving a sermon at Qixia Temple today. Would you like to go and watch?"

If she hadn't brought it up, Lu Zuo would have almost forgotten about it.

He was naturally happy to take on another disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, which would increase his daily cultivation gains.

"it is good."

……

Since Bi Xiuxin returned to the capital, she has been mingling among princes and noble families as a disciple of Qingheng Mengtu.

His holy demeanor, coupled with his profound Buddhist teachings and compassionate nature, quickly captivated the hearts of countless noblemen and royal children.

As a result, in the past few days, when he held sermons, almost all the scions of prominent families in Jiankang City flocked to him, drawn by his reputation.

Of course, Cihang Jingzhai is very good at public relations and the art of whetting people's appetites.

Whenever Bi Xiuxin went out, she would cover her face with a thin veil, so that people could not see her face clearly, but could still tell from her facial contours and bright eyes that she was a stunning beauty.

……

Qixia Mountain.

Ancient cypress trees reach for the sky, and fragrant mist swirls around them.

The square in front of the main hall of Qixia Temple was filled with scions of noble families dressed in fine clothes. Carriages and horses lined both sides of the stone steps outside the mountain gate, and their brocade robes and jade belts gleamed in the morning light.

The crowd was either whispering or laughing loudly, while some young ladies from noble families were silently reciting scriptures with devout expressions.

But most people's attention was focused on a Buddhist pagoda not far away.

That is the very place where Bi Xiuxin is giving her sermon today.

Inside the pagoda, a figure in pure white sat upright on a prayer mat.

Bi Xiuxin closed her eyes slightly, her fingertips gently twirling sandalwood prayer beads. The sandalwood incense rose gently from the bronze incense burner on the table, enveloping her in a faint, tranquil atmosphere that completely isolated her from the hustle and bustle outside the tower.

"Saintess".

An old monk stood beside her and reported: "In the past few days, we have received a total of 30,000 taels of gold and 270,000 taels of silver in donations."

"In addition, the five sons of the Lu family and the two sons of the Gu family jointly donated a seven-foot-tall golden Buddha."

Bi Xiuxin nodded slightly and said softly, "Master Yunfu, Qixia Temple will leave 100,000 taels of silver for expenses, and the rest will be sent to Cihang Jingzhai."

"Yes."

Yunfu nodded and turned to leave.

The disciples of Cihang Jingzhai not only infiltrate various forces and feed the demons with their own bodies, but are also responsible for raising funds to support Jingzhai's expenses.

The holy women who were promoted by Buddhism throughout the ages were often the main force in raising funds for charity.

Wherever they raised funds, the local monks and nuns would sing their praises.

The saintess would also leave a portion for the temples that contributed, as a reward for their hard work...

……

When Lu Zuo and Fan Qinghui arrived at the square in front of Qixia Temple, they were slightly taken aback and looked at a donation platform in the distance.

Many scions of prominent families and noble ladies lined up there, eager to make donations.

"I, Zhang Yizhi of the Zhang family of Nanhai, am donating 20,000 taels of silver."

"Xie Huaiyu of the Xie family of Kuaiji donated three thousand taels of gold."

"Lu Wenqian of the Lu family of Wu County donated ten bushels of pearls from the South China Sea."

"Gu Jingming of the Gu family of Jurong donated a jade Guanyin statue, plus 15,000 taels of silver."

Hearing the eager voices of the crowd, Lu Zuo thought to himself, "Wow..."

These disciples of Cihang Jingzhai are really good at making money!

As I pondered this, I heard another murmur of conversation nearby.

He looked up and saw a young man in brocade robes gently waving a folding fan, gazing infatuatedly in the direction of the pagoda.

"The fairy Xiuxin made a fleeting appearance by the tower window yesterday, her profile..."

"It is truly like Guanyin descending to earth, making one forget worldly concerns upon seeing it."

A young girl beside her clasped her hands together and said devoutly, "The other day I heard the fairy preach the Lotus Sutra, and every word was like a clear spring cleansing my heart."

"After returning home, I abstained from meat for three days, and my mind was clearer than ever before."

Another young man said excitedly, "I've heard that the fairy is a once-in-a-century genius in the Pure Heng Dreamland. To be able to listen to her preach here is truly a blessing earned through three lifetimes of good deeds."

"That's right."

The noblewoman beside him picked up the conversation, her eyes filled with admiration: "That day, to prevent the fledglings under the eaves from getting cold, the fairy stood quietly in front of the tower for half an hour, using her true energy to shelter the nest from the wind and rain..."

"Such compassion is not something ordinary people can possess."

Okay, okay...

Lu Zuo thought to himself, "Providing shelter from the rain for sparrows, what a damn compassion!"

With a tap of the fingertip, one is instantly transported to the wonderful world of Chapter 121, "I see that Lady Cai is still quite charming."

"Such compassion is not something ordinary people can possess."

Okay, okay...

Lu Zuo thought to himself, "Providing shelter from the rain for sparrows, what a damn compassion!"

and also……

Why do these scions of noble families and young ladies seem to have gone a bit mad?

"Young master."

At this moment, Fan Qinghui whispered, "Would you like to listen to the sublime Dharma here, or go inside the stupa to hear the teachings?"

Because the two were disguised, many people present, who had seen the emperor before, failed to recognize Lu Zuo.

"Let's go to the stupa."

.......

A short while later, inside the pagoda.

"Bi Xiuxin greets Your Majesty."

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Bi Xiuxin slowly bent her knees, her white robes flowing smoothly across the floor tiles like clouds, and a few strands of her long hair slipped down her shoulders.

She touched the ground with her forehead, her fingertips still lightly twirling sandalwood prayer beads. Her wrists appeared slightly thin beneath her plain sleeves. Her posture of complete submission showed no trace of servility, but rather resembled a white jade Guanyin listening to the prayers of humankind.

Her temperament and bearing were truly pure and ethereal, like a fairy descending to earth.

No wonder so many people are obsessed with her...

"Rise."

Lu Zuo waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "I wonder what scripture the fairy is reciting today?"

"Your Majesty, the Diamond Sutra."

Bi Xiuxin stood up gracefully, came to Lu Zuo's side, and whispered.

Lu Zuo never showed any courtesy to this kind of woman. He reached out and pulled Bi Xiuxin into his arms.

"Ahhh!"

Caught off guard, Bi Xiuxin's slender waist was suddenly embraced by a strong arm, causing her to lose her balance and, like a magnolia blossom blown away by the wind, lightly fall onto Lu Zuo.

The sandalwood prayer beads slipped from between his fingers and rolled down beside the prayer mat.

This tyrant is way too direct!

Isn't that absurd?

She leaned against Lu Zuo, her beautiful face flushed with a blush that spread from her ears to her neck, and even her delicate collarbones were tinged with a faint pink.

Bi Xiuxin subconsciously raised her hand to block Lu Zuo's chest, but seeing Fan Qinghui shaking her head slightly at her not far away, she quickly withdrew it.

Lu Zuo picked her up and sat her on the futon, laughing, "Today, you will preach in my arms."

what?

As the Holy Maiden of Jingzhai, she was not only well-versed in Buddhism, but also highly skilled in matters of love between men and women.

Upon hearing Lu Zuo's words, Bi Xiuxin immediately understood what he wanted to do, and her pretty face flushed even more, feeling extremely annoyed.

A tyrannical ruler!

How dare they insult the Buddha's teachings like this?

You deserve to die!

At this moment, Lu Zuo said in a deep voice, "These days, I am planning to demolish nine-tenths of the temples in the country and order the monks and nuns to return to secular life."

"If you can persuade me, I may waive this decree."

Upon hearing this, Bi Xiuxin's delicate body trembled slightly. This tyrant must have been influenced by the demoness of the demonic sect to have such heinous thoughts!

We can't hesitate any longer...

Thinking of this, she slowly raised her delicate hand and reached for her collar.

.......

At this moment, in the square in front of Qixia Temple.

The disciples from noble families and young ladies present were all skilled in martial arts, and most of them were at the advanced level of the acquired realm or at the initial stage of the innate realm.

These people have exceptional hearing, eyesight, and perception, and the pagoda is not far away.

Bi Xiuxin's exclamation was clearly heard by them.

Immediately, the square was abuzz with discussion.

"Just now..."

Zhang Yizhi of the Zhang family of the South China Sea waved his paper fan and murmured in doubt, "Could that be the voice of Fairy Xiuxin?"

Lu Wenqian, a disciple of the Wu County Lu Clan standing beside him, nodded: "It did indeed come from inside the tower. Could it be that the fairy is unwell?"

"Or perhaps, someone has entered the tower?"

Gu Jingming asked, "Could it be that a thief has infiltrated?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Master Yunfu and martial monks guard the outside of the tower. How could there be thieves?"

On the other side, several noble ladies whispered among themselves:

"The fairy's voice sounds a little flustered?"

"Could it be that he entered some dangerous state while meditating?"

"Doesn't seem like it..."

"I think it sounds a bit like that."

"Stop talking nonsense, blaspheming the fairy, and blaspheming the Buddha's teachings. That would be a grave sin of speech and would send you to the eighteenth level of hell."

Just as everyone was discussing this, Bi Xiuxin's ethereal and otherworldly voice came from the pagoda.

All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning; thus should they be viewed…

The sound drifted out from the tower window, ethereal and clear, like a wind chime on the eaves trembling in the morning light, or like a mountain stream washing over pebbles, containing a serene and Zen-like quality.

The square fell silent.

Everyone simultaneously composed themselves, stood solemnly, and turned their gazes toward the stupa, their doubts transforming into piety.

"Subhuti, a Bodhisattva should practice giving without attachment to the Dharma..."

At first it was fine, but as they listened, the devout men and women began to sense that something was amiss.

Why does the fairy's voice sound a little hurried?

"What is called Buddhism... Alas... It is not Buddhism... Alas... This is called Buddhism."

"If a Bodhisattva gives alms without attachment to form...ah...their merit is immeasurable."

"If someone were to recite and uphold even a four-line verse from this sutra and then explain it to others, their merit would surpass that of the former."