Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

In the Buddhist temple, the young monk knelt before his master who had raised him, his lips pressed together, his expression resolute and unwavering.

His master raised him to adulthood and taught him supernatural powers and magic, so Qin Zijun naturally respected him.

He knew his master's expectations for him, hoping that he could break through the Dongxuan realm, achieve the great cause of the ancestral master, protect the inheritance for thousands of years, enjoy the incense offerings, or even go further and reach the top.

However, Qin Zijun is destined to disappoint her master today.

The old monk, dressed in coarse cloth robes, stared blankly at his kneeling disciple.

It was as if he had returned to that cold, snowy night twenty-four years ago, when he heard a baby crying in the mountains and carefully picked him up.

"Foolish child..."

Master Liaochen sighed softly: "...The Buddha said: People who harbor desires cannot see the Way, just as clear water, if stirred by hand, will be reflected in the water by many people."

"When people are entangled in love and desire, their hearts are filled with turbidity, and thus they cannot see the Way."

"You monks should relinquish desire and attachment. When the defilement of desire and attachment is exhausted, the path will be revealed."

"Do you know that your actions will cut off your path to enlightenment? You cultivate Buddhism and a Buddhist mind, but if you fall into romantic love, you will find it difficult to make any progress in this life."

Qin Zijun remained expressionless and said decisively, "This disciple understands."

"Knowing this, why still make this choice? I'll give you one more chance. Go back and sit in meditation before the Buddha for seven days, then come back and tell me your plans."

"I have been meditating for seven days, pondering deeply, and have finally made a decision. Besides, in another seven days, it will be too late!"

Seeing Qin Zijun's resolute will, Master Liaochen chanted a Buddhist prayer and said, "Mingxiang, give your master a reason or excuse to let you leave."

Qin Zijun asked, "Master, why do we Buddhist disciples cultivate Buddhism?"

"Cultivate yourself to escape the sea of ​​suffering."

"and then?"

"Those who save all sentient beings can attain Buddhahood."

Qin Zijun said, word by word, "But if I cannot even save one woman, how can I guide all sentient beings to Buddhahood?"

Master Liaochen raised one palm and walked out of the main hall.

Qin Zijun followed closely behind him.

The two walked out of the temple gate and came to a high platform.

A gentle breeze blows, rustling the green trees in the forest.

Master Liaochen gazed into the distance and said, "Mingxiang, do you know what you are about to face?"

"This disciple understands."

"Do you really know? The State of Qi has an army of 400,000, and its ruler is a True Lord of the Cave Mystery. He cultivates the method of governing the court, and he also has Outer Realm True Men under his command."

"In addition, the State of Qi also has royal family officials, and it is unknown how many officials serve them."

Master Liaochen seemed to want to use the power of the Qi Kingdom to make Qin Zijun turn back from the wrong path.

But Qin Zijun remained unmoved, saying, "How will we know the outcome if we don't try?"

Master Liaochen remained silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "The wedding procession will depart in two hours. Do not make any moves in the capital of Yan."

"About two days later, the wedding procession will arrive at the border between the states of Yan and Qi. There, the desert winds and sandstorms will make it the perfect time to begin."

"The leader of this wedding procession is named Qi Xingyan, a general of the State of Qi, whose strength is described as 'outer scenery'."

"However, his external realm was only conferred by the King of Qi, which is weaker than the orthodox external realm."

Master Liaochen turned around, looked at his disciples behind him, and gave them instructions:

"Mingxiang, although you have no experience in fighting or magical combat with others, you are born with Buddhist bones, and the power of Buddhist magic you use far surpasses that of ordinary people."

"As long as you don't make any mistakes, Qi Xingyan will definitely be no match for you. Without Qi Xingyan, those five hundred elite soldiers won't be able to stop you either."

Qin Zijun stared in astonishment at Master Liaochen before her, seemingly not expecting him to say such a thing, and couldn't help but say, "Master, you..."

"Am I wrong?"

"What Master said is certainly true, but... I thought you would do everything in your power to stop me."

"Stop you? How can I stop you? Do you expect me to fight with a worthless disciple like you?"

Qin Zijun gave an awkward smile, clasped his hands together, and bowed his head, saying, "This disciple is born with the bones of a Buddha and the heart of a Buddha. I believe my talent is extraordinary. Is Master really willing to let this disciple return to secular life and leave?"

The master sighed softly, "Your mindset is no longer suitable for practicing Buddhism. What use would it be for me to keep you here any longer?"

"I foresaw this outcome because I sent you that letter earlier than a month later."

"If I don't give it to you, I'll destroy you when you find out everything."

"Mingxiang, although you have been staying at the temple gate for more than 20 years, you are well-read and often listen to that female benefactor talk about important matters."

"Do you think the ruler of Qi, having obtained the Mandate of Heaven, will spare the state of Yan?"

Without any hesitation, Qin Zijun said, "The ruler of Qi is arrogant and ambitious. He will never let Yan go and will try to annex it."

"What he cultivates is the method of ruling a dynasty, and it is precisely by annexing various countries that he can achieve enlightenment."

Master Liaochen said softly, "The patriarch of Kongxiang Temple had a close relationship with the founding emperor of Yan, and even helped him to establish the Yan Kingdom as it is today."

"For hundreds of years, Kongxiang Temple has shared the glory and ruin of the Yan royal family."

"If the Yan Kingdom is defeated, do you think the Kongxiang Temple's lineage will still survive?"

Qin Zijun suddenly looked up, shocked. "So, Master, that's why you want me to leave the temple after I reach the Dongxuan realm?"

The master actually wanted him to stay away from the disputes and live on as the successor of Kongxiang Temple!

Master Liaochen nodded and said, "You are the most talented disciple in the temple, and only you can carry on the lineage."

"But since you have now chosen this path, I will not say any more. Go now. From today onwards, there will be no disciple named Mingxiang in Kongxiang Temple."

"You have been expelled from the sect. Go do what you want to do."

Qin Zijun knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times with a loud thud.

He got up.

Without looking back, he embarked on the road leading down the mountain.

This was the first time in his twenty-four years of life that he had descended the mountain.

As he walked away, gradually disappearing from the Kongxiang Temple behind him, Qin Zijun suddenly grew a head of long black hair.

The once exceptionally handsome young monk has become a refined gentleman in this turbulent world.

"Amitabha!"

The bells of Kongxiang Temple rang out, their sounds echoing through the desolate mountains, like the evening drum and the morning bell.

In the temple,

Master Liaochen's two junior disciples performed a Buddhist salute: "Brother Liaochen, has Mingxiang returned to secular life?"

Master Liaochen nodded: "This is his destiny, why should we stop him? We should just go along with it."

"But in that case, the disciple who will carry on the lineage of our temple will have to be replaced."

"Let's make it clear that he should leave the temple with the 'True Scripture of Emptiness'."

……

The Yan Kingdom Palace is a beautiful palace.

As the first rays of dawn broke through, the bronze mirror on the dressing table reflected a face as radiant as the bright moon.

Jiang Zhi, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, sat in front of the dressing table.

A maid stepped forward and gently inserted a gold hairpin into the girl's hair.

The pearls and jade ornaments on the phoenix crown swayed, and the tassels brushed against her smooth forehead, further highlighting the woman's face as beautiful as spring dawn and her eyebrows as dark as distant mountains.

Jiang Zhi picked up the rouge, pursed her red lips, and stained them with crimson. A shawl embroidered with acacia flowers was draped over her shoulders, and a subtle fragrance wafted through the air.

The maid behind her gazed at the beauty in the mirror and couldn't help but exclaim, "The princess is truly beautiful."

Jiang Zhi chuckled.

What's the use of being pretty?

What use is being a princess of the Yan Kingdom?

She was ultimately unable to be with the one she loved, forced to become a political plaything and be married off to another country, until she transformed into a golden elixir, becoming sustenance for others' cultivation.

From a young age, she knew her destiny.

The Queen Mother pleaded with the King to send her away, but the King ignored her.

He was so devoted to his mother that he died from exhaustion.

The palace was secluded and dark, and the princess was not happy there.

She felt that enduring loneliness until the age of twenty, and embarking on her inevitable path, was her destiny in this life.

Until that day, when she was keeping vigil for her mother and praying for her, she met the little monk in the empty and desolate temple.

From that moment on, her life was illuminated by light. She was no longer always sad and lonely. She began to smile and run in the quiet mountains.

Recalling the past, Jiang Zhi unconsciously revealed a gentle and graceful smile.

She held a talisman in her hand and swallowed it when no one was looking.

In this life,

I cannot marry you, but I absolutely cannot allow anyone else to defile my body.

This is a talisman that Jiang Zhi obtained from an old servant in the royal palace.

The old temple caretaker had watched Jiang Zhi's mother grow up, and then watched her grow up, like a grandmother to her.

The sole purpose of this talisman is to allow Jiang Zhi to end her own life through consciousness, and to completely destroy her corpse so that others cannot insult her.

If marrying the King of Qi could save Yan from its predicament, Jiang Zhi would not hesitate to sacrifice herself to save the people of Yan.

However, the ruler of Qi was a wolf in sheep's clothing, and even if she were to marry into the state of Yan, he would never let her go.

If that's the case, how could I possibly give this Heavenly Mandate Body to the other party, allowing the enemy's cultivation to advance greatly?

"Why doesn't my father know these things? Is he truly only greedy for immediate wealth and power?"

Jiang Zhi harbored resentment.

But he was her father after all. No matter how much she resented and hated him, there was nothing she could do to him. All she could do was choose to end her own life.

"Although this talisman is concealed, the King of Qi will surely be able to see it; I cannot meet him."

"I cannot commit suicide within the territory of Yan; that would only enrage Qi further."

"If I choose to commit suicide after entering the territory of Qi, then Qi Xingyan will have committed a grave error, and the King of Qi, in his anger, might very well execute him."

Although Jiang Zhi was not a cultivator, she knew that for cultivators, realm was more important than anything else.

If Qi Xingyan fails to accomplish this task, it will be tantamount to obstructing the path of the King of Qi, who will surely be furious.

Jiang Zhi knew that Yan was no match for Qi, but even if she died, she couldn't die in vain; she had to take someone down with her!

Miss Jiang was never a weak person; she only showed weakness in front of the young monk.

She has always been a woman of great strategy and decisiveness.

The young girl, with a death wish, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she was once again that timid girl, her face full of sorrow, afraid of being married off to the State of Qi, yet choosing to accept her fate.

She had to act convincingly in order to fool everyone!

"Princess, the wedding procession is already waiting outside the palace."

The maid spoke softly from the side, her voice trembling, as if she also knew that this parting would be the last time she and the princess would see each other.

"Okay, I understand."

Jiang Zhi responded, then calmly stood up, trailing her long phoenix skirt, and walked out of the palace gate accompanied by palace maids.

Qi Xingyan arrived with several personal guards to greet her, but he dared not look at Jiang Zhi for long.

Regardless of what happens to this princess of Yan after she arrives in Qi, she will always be the future imperial concubine of Qi.

"Please, Your Highness, get into the carriage!"

Qi Xingyan bowed and said.

Jiang Zhi remained silent and, with the help of a palace maid, boarded the carriage.

Qi Xingyan smirked, no longer lingering in Yan State, and led his five hundred guards away at breakneck speed.

Bringing the Yan princess back to Qi is of great importance; otherwise, the king would not have sent Qi's Grand General, a powerful expert at the Outer Realm, to personally lead troops here.

Qi Xingyan was also very cautious to prevent any mishaps.

Based on his observations over the past few days, he concluded that the princess of Yan was weak-willed and afraid to go to Qi, yet dared not resist.

Such a personality is just right. Thinking about it on the way, this princess, the future queen consort of Qi, will not cause any trouble.

Jiang Zhi sat quietly in the carriage, following the Qi state's wedding procession as they left Yandu.

Two days later, the group approached the border.

Qi Xingyan rode his horse alongside the carriage.

He was a cultivator who could fly, but he was also a general of a country, and riding a horse was more in line with his status.

The steed he rode was tall and magnificent, unlike any ordinary horse; it was clearly a precious steed with the bloodline of an ancient mythical beast.

"Your Highness, we will arrive in Qi by this time tomorrow."

"I see."

Jiang Zhi responded, took a deep breath, and clenched her fist.

Has this day finally come?

Little monk, I wonder if you received my letter.

Before her marriage, she couldn't help but write that letter and have it delivered to Kongxiang Temple.

She specifically instructed that the letter be given to the young monk a month later.

What kind of expression will the little monk have after reading the letter?

I haven't seen him in the last two years. With the young monk's Buddhist heart, he may have already completely entered Buddhism.

When he sees that letter, he might smile freely, seeing it as a spiritual practice in his mortal life, an unintentional memory from the past, accompanying him as he steps into a higher realm.

Or perhaps, the young monk will regret his actions after reading the letter and will come down the mountain to find her.

But by then, I will have long since turned to dust, and you will never see me again.

"Hmph, little monk, if you dare to bully me, I'll make sure you never see me again."

She smiled softly, her eyes filled with sadness, yet also with a sense of relief.

suddenly,

The carriage stopped.

The neighing of warhorses could be heard all around.

Qi Xingyan shouted, "Who goes there? Do you know whose carriage you've blocked?"

Yellow sand filled the sky, and the wind howled.

Right in front of this group, a young man dressed in black stood with his back to the crowd.

He slowly turned around to face the crowd.

The young man had long, black hair that was casually draped over his shoulders. He was handsome, tall and slender, with a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were cold and ruthless.

He slowly asked, "Is the person in the carriage Princess Jiang Zhi of Yan?"

"The person in the carriage is the future Queen Consort of Qi. Since you know that, why don't you get out of the way? If you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Qi Xingyan shouted sternly.

Given his personality, if he saw someone blocking his way like this, he would have already used his magic and supernatural powers to defeat them.

However, the young man in front of him made him tense, and his divine sense warned him that this person was extremely dangerous!

Jiang Zhi's heart skipped a beat as she sat in the carriage.

Could that voice be... a little monk?

But how is that possible? How could he possibly be here!

Qin Zijun laughed loudly, "Since it's Miss Jiang, then I... I've come to the right place!"

Qin Zijun made a sudden move.

A glint flashed between his brows, and the surging magical power of the Outer Realm erupted completely, causing a Dao Domain powerful enough to shake the void to suddenly expand!

In an instant,

The chanting of Buddhist hymns filled the air, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere. Countless Buddhas, taller than mountains, stood in the four directions.

The Buddha looked down upon all beings and transformed this place into the Western Paradise!