Chapter 1895 Teaching the Law (Part 2)

"Prince Ping ascended to heaven?" Xiao Shi frowned, her beautiful face was solemn: "Could it be that someone assassinated Ping Wang?"

Chu Li shook his head: "No one was assassinated this time, but King Ping left by himself."

"Why?" Xiao Shi said, "Is there anything he can't think of?"

"Alas..." Chu Li shook his head: "King Ping's heart knot has not been unraveled, and Princess Ping also ascended to heaven, so he simply followed, and he didn't want to stay alone in this world anymore."

"Concubine Ping ascended to heaven?" Xiao Qi said, "The new Princess Ping?"

Chu Li nodded slowly.

Xiao Qi frowned: "How could this be?"

Chu Li said: "It may involve the fight between the sects. In short, Princess Ping is going to ascend to heaven, and King Ping is with her. Before leaving, she gave me this letter, but it made me understand that he can't be the emperor anymore."

"Oh... King Ping is really the seed of infatuation!" Xiao Shi shook his head: "Who would have thought that he would be so affectionate as a general?"

Chu Li nodded.

Prince Ping had a very high self-esteem, and because of this, he was devastated by the death of the original Princess Ping. Even though there was a new Princess Ping, he still couldn't recover, and always wanted to abandon the world.

Now, taking advantage of the opportunity of Princess Xinping's ascension to heaven, he also leaves this world and is completely liberated.

He could understand King Ping's thoughts, but as a prince, it was too willful to do so.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. King Ping trusted himself too much, because he had himself, so he could leave this world and go to the outer world with peace of mind, and said that he would meet again in the future, so there was no need to say goodbye.

Xiao Qi frowned: "What should I do?"

King Ping was originally going to inherit the throne, but he left so suddenly, all plans were disrupted, Chu Li's hard work was wasted, and now the happiest person must be Leng Shouren.

Chu Li turned to look at Xiao Shi: "Second Sister, let's go to King Kong Temple."

"Do you want Xu An to leave the temple?" Xiao Shi asked.

Chu Li nodded slowly.

Xiao Shidao: "He is a stubborn boy, it is difficult to change what he believes in, and he is not interested in the throne, why force him?"

"If the people of the world don't suffer disaster, let him take over the throne. I really don't feel relieved that others are on top." Chu Li said.

"...Okay, try it." Xiao Shi nodded.

If it were someone else, they might not understand Chu Li's way of worrying about the country and the people, and feel that they are meddling in their own business and looking for troubles. Therefore, I support Chu Li's approach.

Chu Li looked at Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I will take care of them."

Chu Li looked at Pang Shiji again: "Don't make your teacher's wife worry too much, practice hard."

He looked at Li Meng again.

Li Meng hurriedly said: "Uncle Master, don't worry, I won't be troublesome."

Chu Li nodded, grabbed Xiao Shi's wrist and disappeared suddenly.

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The King Kong Temple in the early morning is surrounded by purple air.

Chu Li raised his brows. This is the purple energy from heaven and earth, the purest breath. Both the pagoda and the formation are collecting this purple energy, so as to nourish and strengthen themselves, and make the King Kong Temple stronger.

The gate of the temple was closed tightly, and Chu Li and Xiao Shi stood outside the temple.

Looking at the big round mirror, he vaguely saw all the monks in the temple gathering together through the golden light.

So he stepped forward and knocked on the temple door.

In the entire King Kong Temple, only the temple gate is the Shengmen, and the rest are covered by formations.

Xu An quickly appeared, and opened the temple gate to invite the two to come in.

"What's going on inside? Is it appropriate for us to go in?" Chu Li asked.

Xu An said: "Director Chu has a great relationship with our temple, so please come in without seeing outsiders."

After Xiao Shi and Chu Li entered the gate of the temple, they saw more than 20 red-clothed monks sitting under the steps of the main hall of the temple. There were middle-aged monks, old monks, and young novice monks.

"Master Zhiyu is about to teach the Dharma." Xu An said.

"Teaching the Fa?" Xiao Shi looked at Chu Li: "Shall we stay outside the temple for a while?"

Chu Li smiled and said, "I just want to listen to the lecture."

Xiao Shi gave him a white look.

She didn't want to listen to an old monk nagging, she might as well practice for a while by herself.

Now she belongs to the Taiqing sect, and she is not on the same path as Buddhism, so she doesn't want to hear it.

Chu Li said with a smile: "Listening to the master's teaching, you will gain something. This is a rare opportunity, and you can't even come across it."

Xu An showed a smile, and nodded approvingly: "Patriarch Zhiyu only teaches the Dharma once every ten years."

"Okay, just listen to it." Xiao Shi said.

The monks didn't respond to the arrival of the two, as if they didn't know, they sat upright under the curtain, motionless as if they were in meditation.

Xu An also sat down.

Xiao Shi sat beside him and was about to speak when Chu Li pulled his sleeves and winked.

Xiao Shi shut her mouth and looked around.

Slow footsteps sounded, and an old monk in red slowly walked out of the hall, stood on the steps, and sat down slowly.

The old monk was dry and thin, walking tremblingly, as if he would fall down at any time, the large red monk's robe was dangling on his body, as if there was no body in the monk's robe, a gust of wind could roll the monk's robe and the old monk into the sky together.

Chu Li's face became serious.

Although Dayuan Jingzhi was restrained and his power was greatly reduced, he could still see three rings of halo on the back of the old monk's head, exuding a soft radiance, but others couldn't see it.

"Amitabha..." Monk Zhiyu sat cross-legged on the steps, clasped his skinny hands and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!" All the monks proclaimed the Buddha's name together.

Chu Li's eyes flickered, and there was a sudden change.

He seemed to be standing on the surface of the sea, the sea was shaking slightly, and his body was shaking accordingly, but he didn't sink, but just floated on the sea.

There is a huge lotus in the sky, and an old monk sits cross-legged on the lotus, that is, monk Zhiyu.

A bright moon appeared in the back of Monk Zhiyu's head, exuding a soft and clear light, covering his body and also covering Chu Li standing on the sea water.

"Amitabha..." Monk Zhiyu spoke slowly, his voice was soft and sweet, so indescribably beautiful that people couldn't help but want to keep listening: "If I hear it..."

A piece of Buddhism that Chu Li had never heard before was softly recited in his ears, without the need for a wise and foolish monk to explain, Chu Li naturally understood the magic.

Da Ri Tathagata suddenly moved, the foreground disappeared quickly, and then he found that he was still sitting under the steps, and there was a monk Zhiyu sitting on the steps.

"Amitabha..." The sound of monk Zhiyu's Buddha's horn rang in Chu Li's ears, and he looked up.

Monk Zhiyu was watching him quietly.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, and Chu separated and joined together to tithe.

Monk Zhiyu nodded lightly, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his bosom, and tossed it lightly.

The pitch-black Buddhist beads fluttered down in front of Chu Li.

Chu Li stretched out his hand to take it, and paid a tithe.

He knew that what Monk Zhiyu had bestowed was extraordinary, and after their eyes met, there was a sense of tacit understanding in their hearts, and he knew that what Monk Zhiyu was cultivating was Da Ri Tathagata Sutra.

He never expected that the Da Ri Tathagata Fudo Sutra could have such a wonderful effect. He had been using it to strengthen his mind and not be confused by external objects. From this point of view, he could do the opposite and be able to confuse external objects.

As soon as the Buddha beads fell into his hands, Chu Li couldn't help but circulate the Da Ri Tathagata Sutra.