I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

After leaving the Song residence, Fang Yuan did not delay and returned to Jin Guang Temple.

As Fang Yuan walked through the temple, the young monks all clasped their hands together in a gesture of respect.

There was no other reason than that Fang Yuan's master was the Venerable Wenzhi, who came from the Buddhist Kingdom. His seniority was so high that no other monk in the temple could match it, and Fang Yuan's seniority also rose accordingly.

Despite his young age, Fang Yuan is addressed as "Uncle-Master" by the abbot of Jin Guang Temple!

However, Fang Yuan simply ignored the young monks' greetings, as he had more important things to do.

In the meditation room in the backyard, Fang Yuan met the person he had been looking forward to seeing: his master, Master Wenzhi.

In the meditation room, besides Master Wenzhi, there were several other highly virtuous monks from Jinguang Temple.

The usually unapproachable Master Du'e was as docile as a quail in front of Master Wenzhi.

Upon seeing Fang Yuan arrive, Master Wenzhi happily introduced him to the group:

"This is my newly accepted and most prized disciple, Kong."

"It's empty now, come quickly, I've met several mages!"

Venerable Wenzhi introduced him to several monks at Jinguang Temple as if he were his own child.

These monks are rarely seen, let alone all of them together.

Master Wenzhi was also intentionally expanding Fang Yuan's network of connections, which would be beneficial to his future development.

Fang Yuan composed himself, suppressing his impatience from his recent return. He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said:

"I have met several monks."

The monks returned the greetings one by one, their faces beaming with smiles.

Even if they don't care about the monks, they have to give face to the Buddha. With Master Wenzhi in charge, they have no choice but to give face to this young man, Fang Yuan.

"Alright, that's enough for today. Everyone, please go back now."

Knowing that Fang Yuan had returned in a great hurry and had something to discuss with him, Master Wenzhi dismissed everyone.

The group rose, bowed, and left the meditation room together.

He gestured for Fang Yuan to close the door to the meditation room before asking:

"You're free now? Did you go to the Song residence?"

After Fang Yuan fled to the Buddhist Kingdom, by chance, he became a disciple of Master Wenzhi and told him everything that had happened to him.

"yes!"

"Have worldly ties not been severed?"

Master Wenzhi then asked another question.

It was Master Wenzhi who sent Fang Yuan to the Song residence, so that he could sever his worldly ties and return to properly cultivate Buddhism.

However, judging from Fang Yuan's appearance, his worldly ties are not severed.

"yes!"

Fang Yuan answered again.

Should we let him sever his ties to the mortal world?

Maybe in the next life.

He joined the Buddhist order simply to practice Buddhist teachings that could suppress inner demons.

He admitted that the old bald monk treated him well, even better than his own son.

Knowing that he had committed so many crimes in the Great Zhou Dynasty, they were still willing to take him in.

But he could never sever his ties to the world in this lifetime, whether he became a monk or a monk in the Buddhist kingdom.

What's the point of living if you spend your whole life eating vegetarian food, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and abstaining from women? You might as well just die.

"Master, I can't get over that hurdle in my heart!"

Fang Yuan clasped his hands together and looked pitifully at Master Wenzhi.

Upon hearing this, Venerable Wenzhi, who was sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, gently rubbed his prayer beads together and said:

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form; both are illusions!"

"Empty your mind. If you can't let go of your wife, your inner demons will always remain."

"Master, it's not that I can't let go of my wife, but rather... but rather..."

Fang Yuan pretended that he couldn't continue speaking and found it difficult to say.

Master Wenzhi frowned his graying eyebrows and asked curiously, "You're free now, so please speak freely."

Fang Yuan then pointed outside and said, "Master, my wife in the mortal world was forcibly taken by someone else. How can I get over this hurdle in my heart?"

"Who?"

"Crown Prince Qin Li!"

Fang Yuan said.

"It was him?"

Master Wenzhi was somewhat surprised.

The next moment, Fang Yuan knelt down with a thud, utterly devout, "Master, please help me sever all ties with this world!"

Master Wenzhi looked at Fang Yuan with a troubled expression, but after a while he still said, "Everything is cause and effect, so be it."

With a sigh, Master Wenzhi said to Fang Yuan, "Kongle, do you know why your master and your uncle Wenjing have traveled thousands of miles to the capital of the Great Zhou?"

Fang Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head and pretended not to know. "Master and Uncle came to the capital of Great Zhou to promote Buddhism, didn't they?"

"no."

Master Wenzhi said, "Your master and your uncle came to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty to save a person!"

"Who?"

"Qin Li, the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

"He is the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, how could he possibly be willing to submit to our sect?"

"It's to guide him to the Pure Land!"

"Just kill him, why make it sound so high-sounding..." Fang Yuan couldn't help but grumble to himself.

In fact, he had known all along that Wen Zhi and Wen Jing, two grandmasters from the Buddhist Kingdom, had come to the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty to kill Qin Li. This was because it was a death order given to them by the Buddha of the Buddhist Kingdom. Otherwise, he would not have come along and walked into the trap.

After Crown Prince Qin Li returned to the capital from the border, he has always been hostile to Jin Guang Temple. Once he ascends the throne, he may even launch a campaign to suppress Buddhism, which would be detrimental to the spread of Buddhism in the country.

"Once your master and your uncle escort Prince Qin Li to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, your inner demons will dissipate on their own!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Fang Yuan kowtowed.

It would be difficult for him to kill Qin Li, and even getting close to Qin Li would be difficult.

But Wenzhi and Wenjing are different; both are masters of the Buddhist realm.

The two grandmasters joined forces to kill Qin Li, and Qin Li's chances of survival were slim.

Not to mention, he also learned that this time, not only were two grandmasters from the Buddhist Kingdom killed Qin Li, but also two grandmasters from the Northern Barbarian Kingdom.

With the four Grandmasters gathering in the capital of Great Zhou, Crown Prince Qin Li is doomed!

……

a few days later.

Qin Li found a pretext and went to the Song residence again.

As dusk fell and he left the Song residence, he felt that the atmosphere on the street was eerily frightening.

Zhou Biao, who was following beside him, couldn't help but tremble as he said in a shaking voice, "Your Highness, why don't we go back? It'll be safer back there."

"What's there to be afraid of!"

Qin Li stood with his hands behind his back, squinting at the four people walking slowly toward the main gate of the Song residence from both sides of the street.

Two bald monks, two Northern Barbarians dressed in a bizarre and incongruous manner.

"Zhou Biao, you possess three pure Yin physiques by yourself, and have already advanced to the ninth rank. Do you have anything to fear from them!"

"Your Highness!"

Zhou Biao felt like crying. "Those are four grandmasters, a full four of them. My mere ninth rank isn't even enough to fill their teeth."

As they spoke, the four of them met at the main gate of the Song residence. They exchanged glances and all looked at Qin Li, who was standing on the steps.

"Are you perhaps the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

A bald old monk bowed slightly and asked.

"So what if it is?"

Qin Li stepped forward.

The Northern Barbarians and the Buddhist Kingdom colluded, each sending two Grandmasters, a total of four Grandmasters to kill him. How could he not have noticed?

Qin Li came to the Song residence today to deliberately lure the four of them into making a move.

Whether they can kill him depends on the four men's abilities.

"Benefactor, this humble monk, Wenjing, has come on the orders of the Buddha of our Buddhist land to guide you on your journey!"

The bald old monk said expressionlessly.

Qin Li feigned ignorance and replied, "Save me for a while? I'm doing just fine as the Crown Prince, with beauties in my arms and power in my hands. So many people envy me. Why should I become a monk? I won't become a monk. I'll wait for my next life."

"You may have misunderstood."

Wen Jing then said, "What this humble monk means is that the benefactor's sins are grave and unforgivable..."

Before Wen Jing could finish speaking, Qin Li interrupted him, saying, "Oh~ I understand, you want to kill me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Biao immediately shouted, "Guards! Guards! Protect His Highness! Someone is trying to assassinate him!"

At a single command, the soldiers who had been lying in ambush nearby appeared in unison.

They were all dressed in armor, carrying spears, and fully armed.

As they rushed over, their steps were synchronized and their presence was incredibly imposing!

Zhou Biao pointed at the four men, suppressing his fear, and said:

"I advise you four to be smart and get out of here!"

"Grandmasters are human too; they bleed and they die!"