Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 2 2. Monitoring

In the past two years, Xia Ji has sat here, and has become a cold palace from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in Tingruo City.

There is not even a practice book here, but he has turned over and read almost all Buddhist scriptures.

The Buddha said: All dharmas have no self, and all beings are suffering. Where does suffering come from? Only by having attachments and cutting off attachments can you see the mind and attain bodhi.

But he didn’t hear a word.

He flipped through the “Prajna Heart Sutra”, read it for nine days and nine nights, and extracted the skill bead “Fucking King Body (Ninth Floor. This skill bead is hidden in the Niwan Palace in the heart of his eyebrows. If you want, just Just extract it, if you don’t use it, you can save it.

He also turned over the “Diamond Sutra”. The Diamond Sutra said, “Everything is like a dream bubble, such as dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such.” He ignored this, but he read it for nine days and nine nights, and extracted skills. Bead “Nine Sun Heart Sutra (ninth layer.

Later, he read the “Ksitigarbha Sutra” for nine days and nine nights, and extracted the skill bead “Eighteen Prison Force (Ninth Floor.

Ksitigarbha had great aspirations, **** was not empty, and he swore that he could not become a Buddha. He did not have such a great aspiration.

Because he is not a Buddha.

He is just a dead mother, imprisoned in a deep palace, no one cares about the prince.

There is not much ambition, but a lot of obsession.

“The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is a mirror platform? Wipe frequently, not to get dusty?”

Xia Ji shook his head and smiled, sitting at the window.

The deep winter sky of the northern imperial capital is like the battlefield rushed by thousands of troops, full of swan hair, like stumps and broken arms, and snow flowing into a river.

He had already searched through the entire scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

There are only three scriptures that can really extract magical skills. Most of the rest are extracted from “Little Arhat Boxing”, “Fuhu Jin”, “Iron Cloth”, “Golden Bell Cover”, and “Mantis Claw”. , “Overlord’s Finger”, “Iron Niu Li” and other martial arts, these skill beads, he didn’t even look at them, and directly stuffed them in the soul.

It is temporarily stored for other purposes.

He also read some martial arts novels before crossing, such as the family of Gusu Murong, who is familiar with martial arts in the world. Then Murong Fu can use different techniques every time he raises his hand, but what about?

What’s more, these skill beads have not disappeared, they are in the soul, and can be used at any time, and they can be used at the first thought, and they will be effective.

Therefore, he only took three sects: Fu Dong Ming Wang Body, Nine Sun Heart Sutra, and Eighteen Prison Strength.

Now, he is waiting for the Tathagata now, because Leiyin Temple is a large temple near the Shang Dynasty imperial capital, and he has discovered in the past two years that the more ancient the books containing supreme philosophy, the easier it is to extract Wonderful.

Leiyin Temple appeared at the beginning of the founding of Dashang.

The “Now Tathagata” is exactly the Mahayana scripture of Leiyin Temple.

He needs this scripture.

But can Xia Xiaosu get it for him?

he does not know.

But he has no more options.

He is just a younger sister.

Just such a relative.

In the palace of the whole city, the second emperor, the fourth emperor, and the eighth emperor he just mentioned, although they are excellent, they are not as good as Xia Xiaosu’s hair.

Baixue fell all night.

The next morning, the snow stopped, and the maid brought a simple white porridge and some small refreshments for dinner.

Xia Ji thanked her gently and sincerely, and after eating, she wanted to help the palace lady put the empty bowl back into the lunch box. The palace lady hurriedly grabbed the empty bowl back. Although the prince was down, she could not offend her.

But I don’t know why, the other princes have a huge aura, and they feel suffocated just by getting closer.

Only the seventh prince is approachable, but although the maid felt so in her heart, she did not dare to speak offensively because of this. There are many rules in the palace. No one has forgotten the rules and respect, because everything that has been forgotten has been lost. I lost my head.

The maid walked out a few steps, and heard the seven princes quietly reciting the scriptures from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion:

“Subhuti! The person who has the three bodhichitta minds of the Agudala, in all dharma, should know, if see, if believe and understand, there will be no dhamma. Subudi! The said dharma, if said, it is illegal, it is a name Faxiang.”

The voice is peaceful and upright, such as the eminent monk who often sits in front of the ancient Buddha with a blue lantern, so that the palace lady’s mood is much calmer.

It also made the **** who was in a four-corner pavilion three hundred meters away nodded secretly.

Xia Ji read Buddhist scriptures for two years.

The **** also secretly monitored for two years.

The **** is a master, and the people in the palace call him Grandpa Mei. He is the emperor’s servant.

In the evening, Xia Xiaosu hurried to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a cloth bag of Buddhist scriptures. Before getting close to the attic, a fat and smiling **** greeted him.

Xia Xiaosu saw that it was Father-in-law Mei, and she lowered her head and turned her body to give way. Although she is an emperor, she has no way to provoke a popular father-in-law, so she thought of approaching and saying hello, and then went wrong. And pass.

However, Grandpa Mei was obviously not ready to let her over. He held the whisk in his hand and stopped halfway, pulling the drake in a screaming voice: “The emperor asked the seven princes to recite Buddha thoughts. The nine princesses should not bring some miscellaneous books. The seven princes’ clean repairs have been messed up. If the emperor knew about this, he would be furious.”

Xia Xiaosu was so scared that her eyes were wet, and she hurriedly said, “Daddy Mei, this is just the present Tathagata from Leiyin Temple. My brother asked me to borrow it for a look.”

Grandpa Mei’s eyes moved, “This is really an eye-opener for our family. The Seventh Prince is really asking for the Buddha?”

Xia Xiaosu nodded repeatedly: “Brother is kind and compassionate. He has been chanting for the past two years.”

“Show it to our house.”

Xia Xiaosu had no choice but to pass the cloth bag over.

Father Mei opened the cloth bag, and the bag contained an ancient scripture.

“Father-in-law, watch carefully. I finally asked the abbot Leiyin Temple what it borrowed and I have to return it in three days.”

“Our family knows that there is no need for the princess to mention anything.”

While speaking, Grandpa Mei quickly checked the scriptures. The Buddhist atmosphere of the Shang Dynasty was strong, and Leiyin Temple was near the imperial capital. This eunuch’s kung fu is not weak, and naturally he can tell whether it is a kung fu.

He flipped it from start to finish, and looked back and forth several times. After a stick of incense, he really couldn’t pick out any thorns, so he handed the scripture back together with the wrapping cloth, and said with a fat face and smiled: “Nine princesses faster Go in, brothers and sisters, you can see each other day by day.”

Xia Xiaosu didn’t know what the **** meant, and didn’t want to ask. She was relieved and hurriedly wrapped the scriptures, walked through the corridor, and knocked on the attic door.

“Brother, it’s me.”

“come in.”

Xia Ji put down the “Diamond Sutra” read.

“Brother, this is the “Now Tathagata Sutra” you want. Abbot Leiyinsi agreed to lend me for three days. After three days, my brother must return me.

Xia Ji nodded. He didn’t ask why Xia Xiaosu was here. It was estimated that the process was not easy. He just rubbed her soft hair and said gently: “Three days is enough.”

(End of this chapter)