Fairy, please don't do this!

Gu Jinzhao couldn't resist pinching her round, peach-like buttocks.

"I am both the fusion of exquisite desire and the wondrous chrysanthemum, and also the image of a wife shaped by my husband's own seven emotions and six desires!"

The beautiful woman's eyes shimmered with a watery light, and her icy, frosty face flushed with an alluring blush that gradually spread to her translucent earlobes.

At this moment, she was still sitting cross-legged, only leaning slightly forward.

The embroidered phoenix and dragon robe slipped down to her fragrant shoulders, revealing her full breasts wrapped in a bright red bodice and a large expanse of fair and delicate skin.

Following down her plump belly, the skirt gradually tightens, outlining her slender yet full waist.

Although the skirt was spread out on the red quilt, it still couldn't hide the fullness and roundness of her plump, round buttocks.

Gu Jinzhao raised his left hand, grasped the full moon, and tenderly asked, "Then what should I call you?"

"Is Miao Nu or a Bodhisattva?"

Those who practice the "Emptiness and Form Zen Sutra" must transform their seven emotions and six desires into the sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world, and temper their Buddha-heart amidst the ups and downs.

Only by thoroughly understanding the true meaning of "form is emptiness, emptiness is form," and seeing through the illusion that superficial pleasures are all false, can one transcend the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore.

Both the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire and the Buddha Maiden of Wonderful Dusk cultivated this sutra to a state of perfection.

They each once possessed a sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world, formed from their own desires, attachments, delusions, and greed.

Now, the Buddhist hearts of this master and disciple have merged into one, like twin lotus blossoms, which means that their respective worldly sufferings have also become one, making them even more vast and profound, and difficult to transcend.

"A name is just a label!"

“If my husband likes, he may call me Miaonu or Bodhisattva.”

The beautiful woman's body trembled slightly, her tone still cold yet gentle, filled with a contrast between estrangement and intimacy.

"If we only call out one person's name, wouldn't we be ignoring the other one?"

"This is our wedding night, and both Miaonu and Bodhisattva must participate."

"Otherwise...it wouldn't be complete!"

Gu Jinzhao shook his head, his right hand gradually moving down her exquisite and smooth back, caressing the silky jade legs that were pressed against his waist, feeling their smooth and delicate texture.

Only then did he realize that because the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire and the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Blossom had transformed into one person, the ice silk stockings they wore on their legs presented a distinct and clear distinction.

The stockings on her right leg were light gray, and the skin beneath the sheer fabric appeared mature and radiant, exuding a voluptuous allure unique to a beautiful woman.

The stockings on her left leg were a pure white, symbolizing the purity and innocence of the Buddhist nun, making her leg skin appear almost transparent, like fresh snow.

Two completely different styles are now harmoniously and contradictorily unified in the same body, bringing an unprecedented visual impact.

"My husband is right!"

The beautiful woman pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled faintly: "How about... you call me Miaoyin?"

"Wonderful Sound?"

“The ‘妙’ in ‘妙欲’ (wonderful desire) and the ‘妙’ in ‘妙昙’ (wonderful chrysanthemum) are used as surnames, taking one character from each.”

"The word 'sound' refers to the harmonious blending of the two of you like the sounds of a zither and a lute, and also foreshadows the use of the Zen of Emptiness and Form to trap me here forever."

After considering it carefully for a moment, Gu Jinzhao couldn't help but praise, "It is indeed a good name."

"In addition, I also want my husband to help me understand the true meaning of emptiness and form, and break into the colorless and formless realm of the 'Emptiness and Form Zen Sutra'."

Miaoyin leaned down and buried her face in his chest, her luscious red lips pressed against his collarbone and kissed him up his jawline.

"Since Miao Nu has invited me, I certainly won't refuse!"

Gu Jinzhao felt a surge of restlessness and couldn't help but capture those soft lips with his own, greedily savoring the fiery yet icy charm of the beautiful woman in his arms.

Miaoyin did not resist; in fact, she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her exquisitely beautiful face close to him, allowing him to take what he wanted.

Gu Jinzhao felt out of control, or rather, his whole body stiffened as he sat up straight.

Then he closed his arms, holding the beautiful woman firmly in his embrace, and began to help her with her cultivation.

This feeling is like becoming a puppet on strings, or like being devoured by a slave mark, with every move controlled by others.

As their lips parted, Miaoyin took a deep breath before explaining with seductive eyes, "My husband's seven emotions and six desires have become seven invisible threads, entwined around your body and mind, and also around me."

Gu Jinchao frowned slightly: "So Miaonu means that I have now become your puppet?"

“He is not a puppet, but a husband who is so devoted to me that he is willing to give everything for me!”

Miaoyin's soft hand hooked around his neck, her plump and graceful waist leaning back, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, spreading out on the bright red brocade quilt with mandarin ducks, undulating like dark water.

Gu Jinzhao held her slender waist, preventing her from falling backward: "What's the difference?"

Miao Yin gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her cheeks flushing even more vibrantly. Her usually cold and indifferent voice now held a hint of tenderness: "Of course there are differences!"

"Puppets are only driven by their masters and have no emotions whatsoever."

“As for my husband, although he has no feelings for me, his desires and thoughts are real.”

"So the feelings that entangle my husband's body and mind are also real."

“I don’t need to be asked; my husband will willingly do anything for me.”

Gu Jinchao said thoughtfully, "Desire gives rise to feelings, desire gives rise to thoughts, and thoughts give rise to bondage?"

"indeed so!"

"My husband is indeed destined to be with Buddha. No wonder he would enter the sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world with me."

Miaoyin finally lay down, but she raised one of her lotus feet, wrapped in ice silkworm ash, and placed it on his shoulder, rubbing his neck with the soft sole of her foot.

Five flawless, lustrous toes shimmered with a radiant, luminous light, imbuing their already translucent nails with an aura of holiness.

But as the silky smooth sensation came over him, Gu Jinzhao's restlessness grew stronger, as if a dry match had been suddenly ignited, instantly engulfing his entire body.

He couldn't resist reaching out to grab that warm, fragrant silk foot.

Upon seeing this, Miaoyin's lips curled into a cold smile.

She already knew that this devil had a thing for women's legs.

Otherwise, why would she carry around such thin, gossamer-thin silk stockings and have Miaotan and Miaoyu wear them?

This is the delusion brought about by human emotions and desires, and it is also the reason why Gu Jinzhao is unable to transcend the suffering in the mortal world and reach the other shore.

And this delusion, ignited by her deliberate seduction, will only grow stronger and more intense.

Ultimately, it transformed into an inescapable shackle, binding him firmly in the depths of this mortal world's sea of ​​suffering, condemning him to eternal damnation.

Why?

Because Gu Jinchao is not only full of the five poisons, but also impure in the six senses.

Even if such a demon spends his entire life trying, he could never understand the true meaning of "form is emptiness, emptiness is form".

So it seems she won this bet.

But at that moment, they noticed that Gu Jinzhao's hand, which was supposed to reach for that gray silk jade foot, stopped.

Then, under Miaoyin's slightly surprised gaze, he turned and picked her up, face to face!

"Why...why is my husband not acting according to his own heart?"

Miaoyin gasped and instinctively hugged his neck tightly.

The gray silk jade foot slipped off Gu Jinzhao's shoulder due to the sudden movement, swaying helplessly in the air.

Gu Jinzhao paused, then suddenly laughed: "A heart driven by others is not a true heart."

"Undeniably, Miao Nu is extremely knowledgeable about some of my preferences, and even uses this to seduce me."

"But so what?"

"If I like something, I should just take it myself. Why be driven by emotions and delusions, like a puppet on a string?"

Miao Yin's expression changed slightly, and she was no longer as calm and composed as before: "How could you... break free from the shackles of the seven emotions and six desires?"

Gu Jinchao sneered, "Miaonu, don't forget that these seven emotions and six desires originated from myself, not from you."

"How can such a thing bind me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the beautiful woman in his arms without hesitation and walked out of the bedroom.

Miaoyin's long, narrow eyelashes trembled slightly, and her snow-white arms clung tightly to him: "Husband, where...are you going?"

"Didn't Miao Nu say she wanted to contemplate the true meaning of emptiness and form with me?"

"This bridal chamber is too stuffy, the red candles are too sensual, and the brocade quilt is too soft. It's not suitable for meditation at all."

Gu Jinzhao pushed open the door and strode out...

Chapter 483, Master and Disciple Defeated, Falling Together into the Abyss (3K)

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The moment the door opened, the flickering candlelight and the crimson brocade hanging on the walls of the bridal chamber suddenly became distorted and blurred.

A dizzying sensation swept over me, and when I opened my eyes again, I was back inside the small building.

The thunderstorm outside the window had stopped sometime earlier, the thick clouds had dispersed, and a bright moon hung in the sky.

Gu Jinchao looked down and saw that the woman in his arms was still the same woman who possessed both maturity and elegance.

But that flawless, beautiful face no longer held any of the tender emotions from the illusion; only a cold hatred lingered in her crystal-clear eyes.

The bright red wedding dress that once clung to her voluptuous figure has vanished, replaced by a soft, gauze-made monk's robe that reaches her chest.

Her clothes had slipped down to her shoulders without her noticing, revealing two full, round eyes that were hard to look away from.

On her plump belly, a strange wisteria flower shone brightly, highlighting her status as a female slave.

Following down from those full, peach-like hips, a pair of slender, jade-like legs, clad in gray and white, gleamed with a hazy, soft light under the moonlight.

Holding that soft, delicate body, Gu Jinzhao said with great interest, "I thought everything just now was an illusion, but I didn't expect it to be real."

"Moreover, it was truly unexpected that Miao Nu and the Bodhisattva had actually transformed into one person."

"But I really have to thank you, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to experience the charm of you two, master and disciple."

Miaoyin hugged his neck tightly, her pearly teeth gently biting her lower lip, her melodious voice, like ice and jade striking each other, trembled slightly: "Husband, how exactly... did you break through the [Emptiness and Form Zen]?"

"The sea of ​​suffering in the mortal world that you have constructed with the Zen of Emptiness and Form, is it based on your own seven emotions and six desires as the cause and effect, arousing the seven emotions and six desires within me, and binding me within it?"

Gu Jinzhao carried her out of the small building and onto the open-air corridor leading to the center of the lake.

They only put the person down when they reached the place where the moonlight was strongest.

"So what...?"

Miaoyin's cheeks were flushed red, and she placed her hands on his shoulders, stepping on the damp ground with one foot.

The white silk stockings landed right into the puddle, wetting the gossamer-thin stockings and clinging tightly to her snow-white skin.

Her beautiful toes lightly touched the ground, her rounded heels slightly raised, and her five pearly toes, gleaming with a golden light, were stained with a little mud, like lotus petals that had been soiled.

With his left arm around the beautiful woman's slender waist and his right hand supporting her gray silk thigh, Gu Jinchao chuckled and said, "If that's the case, as long as my own emotions and desires are stronger and more intense than yours, I can take control of the bitter sea of ​​mortal life."

"Once you've seized control, you don't need to understand any profound truths about emptiness and form to leave easily!"

His method of breaking the deadlock was to cover others' worldly affairs with his own worldly affairs, thereby taking the initiative.

"But the sea of ​​suffering in this mortal world was constructed by me using the Zen of Emptiness and Form... How can my husband possibly control it?"

Miaoyin's back pressed against the cold stone railing, her head slightly raised, her brows shrouded in a deep allure.

"Has Miao Nu forgotten?"

"The mark of slavery has been planted on the body of the Bodhisattva Wonderful Desire."

"Although I can only command her and not control Miaotan, I can still control half of the suffering in the mortal world."

"Then, using my own intense emotions and desires as the key, I can open the door and leave."

Gu Jinzhao pressed his lips against her smooth forehead, then followed the soft skin down to kiss the corner of her luscious lips.

"I see!"

Miaoyin's beautiful eyes reflected that handsome face, her expression a mixture of relief, resentment, and disgust.

Gu Jinzhao held the beautiful woman in his arms tighter and continued his unfinished cultivation: "So from now on, not only the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Desire, but also the Buddha Maiden of Wonderful Blossom will be my female slaves."

After saying that, a small purple flag appeared in his hand, its surface shimmering with eerie wisteria patterns and faintly swirling with light.