Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 7: rosary

Xia Ji slept all night in the dark pavilion. Early the next morning, he heard the guards outside the door respectfully shouting "See Concubine Wan". opened.

A beautiful concubine walked in. She had soft eyebrows and eyes, no domineering, no ostentation in her clothes, and she was well-behaved. The beloved concubine Wan, the biological mother of the third prince.

Concubine Wan came to the house and waved her hand directly: "You go down first."

Eunuch, the guards hurriedly retired, withdrew from the courtyard, and stood guard from a distance.

Xia Ji patted Yuebai's clothes and saluted, "I have seen Concubine Wan."

The gorgeous woman glanced at the young man and saw that his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to that of the woman. A hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, but this expression was fleeting, and she said directly: "The Son of Heaven has adopted you and the Ninth Emperor's daughter to me. From now on, you should call me Concubine Mu."

The two looked at each other quietly.

The corners of Concubine Wan's lips curled up: "When you see Concubine, don't you kneel?"

Xia Ji: "Sitting in a small pavilion all the year round, my knees are bad and I can't kneel down."

"Then you can walk up Mount Sumeru on foot?" Concubine Wan sneered disapprovingly, "You have the predestined relationship with the Buddha, and I can help you become a Buddha, but the Buddha also has a mother, and you need to follow filial piety, and I am your mother!"

Xia Ji asked back, "Then dare to ask Concubine Wan, who proposed the marriage of the nine princesses to the Turks?"

Concubine Wan was stunned for a while, then she laughed, and then mocked lightly: "You have some wisdom, you can see the clues, it seems that you have cultivated this Zen mind and broke the bitter sea, not Coincidentally.

But since you have the wisdom to see it, don't you have the wisdom to keep silent?

If you keep your mouth shut, that's wisdom, and if you speak up, you're clever.

The saddest thing in the world is the one who is only a little smart. "

Xia Ji was not angry, his expression was as calm as ever.

The words, at this point, have come to an end.

It's just to make it clear again that "the way is different and the way is different".

He opened the Buddhist scriptures, and the concubine on the opposite side was no longer in his eyes.

Concubine Wan glanced at him coldly, and judgingly said, "It really has a three-point demonic nature. It seems that Chizhai hasn't cut off this demonic nature yet."

After all, she waved her long sleeves and walked out of the pavilion.

The voice of devoutly reciting Buddhist scriptures came from behind:

"There is no path to the cessation of suffering, no wisdom and no gain. Because there is no gain, the Bodhisattva is down. Because of Prajna Paramita, there is no hindrance in the mind, no hindrance, and no fear..."

Concubine Wan sneered, a look of disgust appeared on her face, and her walking speed increased a bit.

Xia Ji recited the scriptures in the evening, and the fast food delivered was much weaker.

In the past, vegetarian oil was used, but now it is boiled in water, with no seasoning and spices, and it is almost tasteless in the mouth.

The prince ate calmly and thanked the maid after eating.

The palace maid hurriedly returned the salute, but she still felt that this prince was really gentle, different from other royal families, and hurried out.

Not long after the palace maid left, the ninth emperor came back. She seemed to be in a good mood, which was really good.

Xia Ji felt her long-lost happiness, so she asked, "Xiao Su, what happened?"

Xia Xiaosu said, "Brother, how do you know?"

"It's all written in my eyes."

Xia Xiaosu blinked, then leaned closer and said, "Brother, don't tell anyone else."

Xia Ji smiled and patted her head, "Although the imperial city is big, who else can I talk to?"

Xia Xiaosu then got close and said softly, "That's it, today I went to Leiyin Temple to pray for blessings and incense. In the mountains, I met a little fox with its legs caught by a beast. Blood was flowing. It was very painful.

So I opened the trap for it, drugged it, and made a simple bandage. The little fox was very psychic, rubbed my leg three times, and then reluctantly left. . When I saw that it could be saved and returned to the forest, I felt very happy for some reason. "

As Xia Xiaosu spoke, she showed a smile immersed in her memories.

Xia Ji also smiled. My sister is still a 16-year-old girl. Although she has been in the deep palace for a long time, she is still kind-hearted. Or she thinks that she is a bird in a cage and can bring something to the little fox. Freedom, she also has the joy of empathy.

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In the days that followed, the vegetarian meals became more and more bland, without oil or salt. In order to keep the Seventh Prince's Buddhist practice undisturbed, even the Nineth Princess could not bring the wine and meat into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Xia Ji was not impatient.

He has been waiting for more than two years. If he wants to get out of the small building, he naturally wants to wait for a certain time.

Time is life.

The powerful are the numbers.

He is waiting for the current situation, that is, waiting for his own fate. If this fate is really mediocre, and the world is really unhappy, then he will directly take Xiao Su out of here in a month and a half.

Now, the time has not yet come, and all the Buddhist scriptures that can be seen have already extracted skill beads, and there is no other meaning except reciting.

So he asked for a piece of agarwood and a carving knife.

He was deeply impressed by the Lanke chessboard on the ninth peak of Xumi before. The chessboard integrated with spiritual power is so mysterious that it can actually make people hallucinatory enough to be real.

He has the ninth level of Tathagata Zen, and he will be involved, not to mention others.

So, now he has nine layers of Tathagata Zen and nine layers of Burning Lamp Zen, so why not try to integrate spiritual power into the tip of the knife and into the wood-carved rosary?

So ~IndoMTL.com~ before dawn, he was already up, sitting in the dark, eyes closed, holding a carving knife, slowly carving the agarwood.

His hands are a little thin, but steady.

A blazing sun radiating bright light appeared between the hand and the knife, but under Xia Ji's deliberate restraint, the light and heat of this blazing sun was limited to the tip of the knife.

This is the "Jiuyang Heart Sutra" he extracted from the "Diamond Sutra".

The so-called Nine Yangs means that according to the principles of the five elements, the true qi is stored in the nine places of the heart, Dantian, Zuyangming stomach, Zutaiyang bladder, Handtaiyang small intestine, Hand Shaoyang three meridians, spine, Zhiyang, and Baihui. The big acupoints, each acupoint is condensed successfully, it gives birth to a yang, and the nine acupoints are all connected, which is an independent nine yang.

The whole body is like the earth, the internal organs are like mountains and forests, and the nine suns are hanging in the sky.

From then on, it is natural to be free from all diseases, and the true qi is like a river.

In the darkness, the tip of the knife shone with a dazzling hot light, and passing through the agarwood was like passing paper, not a little faster, not a little slower.

Xia Ji's wrist overturned, and soon eighteen wooden beads had been cut out.

Uncrafted, this is just a wooden bead.

Eighteen represents the six sense organs, the six dusts, and the six consciousnesses.

Then, he picked up the first wooden bead, put away the blazing sun in his palm, and even threw away the carving knife in his hand.

He just pointed his finger on the wooden bead, and the mighty Buddha-intent of the Tathagata's Zen mind was condensed on his fingertips.

"Heaven and earth are sympathetic to my heart, and my heart is also sympathetic to heaven and earth."

He pointed his fingertips on the wooden beads. He didn't even have any powerful power. He didn't even go to carve, but the wooden beads were changing by themselves, until the outside of the wooden beads was covered with a layer of light golden paste. If the dragon wanders, the wooden surface sinks and the golden color swims until a "swastika" is formed.