Chapter 156: Phoenix Returns

When I got home, Qingyuan had already woken up. I don't know where he got the cushion from, but he was sitting on it and meditating.

The futon was placed next to the coffee table, which was not low, and was at his shoulders. Sitting like this, it looked a bit funny.

"Amitabha, donor, this donor needs to be handled properly, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

As soon as he entered the door, Qingyuan said to Murong Li that Murong Jing was too violent and if not handled properly, it would bring disaster to the people of the world in the future.

Murong Li looked at Murong Jing in his arms. He remained silent. Su Yue, in turn, asked Qing Yuan, "Master, thank you for saving the lives of the three of us brothers and sisters just now. How about this? After he wakes up, I'll ask him some questions and then let him follow you to Yunwu Temple. Is that okay with you?"

"Amitabha, Buddha saves those who are predestined to be saved. You and I have a predestined relationship, so I will wait."

Qingyuan looked at Su Yue with appreciation and said, the future Queen Phoenix was indeed smart. She figured it out with just one reminder from him. He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and meditated.

Murong Li paused when he heard this, and looked back at Qingyuan. Seeing that he was meditating with his eyes closed again, he carried Murong Jing into his room, put him on the bed, and came out to sit down opposite Qingyuan.

Su Yue then made another cup of tea for Qingyuan and sat next to Murong Li.

Brother Su Qiwen was watching Murong Jing in Murong Li's room to prevent him from waking up and causing trouble.

Murong Li asked, "Master, are you okay now?"

Qingyuan opened his eyes and looked at the tea in front of him. He took a sip of the tea first, and then his eyes lit up. This tea was really good tea, with spiritual energy. This tea was extraordinary.

He looked up at Su Yue. After her luck returned, not only did a red light shine brightly on her body, but the red light also formed a phoenix shadow, which intersected with the dragon-shaped purple pillar on Murong Li's body. Qingyuan's heart paused, and he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

Qingyuan realized that he had lost his composure, and immediately straightened his mind and clasped his hands together, saying, "Amitabha, I thank you for your concern and your help. I am now fine."

"That's good, my second brother..."

Qingyuan said slowly, "The past is a thing of the past. You shouldn't have existed in this world, so don't dwell on it. That was the best possible outcome for you. You can finally have a happy ending."

If Murong Jing remains stubborn and insists on getting involved in worldly disputes, trying to fight for things that do not belong to him, he will end up hurting others and himself.

Qingyuan didn't say these, but I believe that with the two of them being smart, they must understand what they should do.

Murong Li nodded and understood. Murong Jing was originally dead, but now he is still alive. With his identity, he has nowhere to live in peace.

Murong Jing has been lurking in Northwest City for several years and has considerable influence. If he shows up in the world, it will bring about a bloody storm.

Converting to Buddhism is indeed his best way out. As Qingyuan said, he can have a good end to his life.

"Thank you for your compassion, Master."

Qingyuan smiled. As expected, the future ruler of the world was smart. It was really easy to talk to such a person.

"Compared to the donor's care for the people of the world, this humble monk's contribution is insignificant."

After saying this, he said to Su Yue, "Now that you are here, make the best of it. As the phoenix returns to its nest, everything is predestined by fate. I hope you will not forget your original intention, and only then will you succeed!"

Su Yue's eyes flashed, and she used her mental power to glance at the Su Qiwen brothers. Seeing that their attention was not here, they probably didn't hear Qingyuan's words.

"Master, what do you mean?"

Did the great monk Qingyuan see her origin?

Qingyuan sensed the murderous intent that flashed across Su Yue's body. He smiled calmly and said, "Don't be alarmed, my lady. I have no ill intentions. You can carefully consider my words."

Su Yue was stunned. The phoenix returns to its nest as fate would have it. Could it be that this is what Qingyuan wanted her to think?

The Phoenix Returns?

Could it be that she came back instead of occupying the original owner's body?

Thinking of Uncle Su, Madam Su and her parents in the end times, Su Yue was filled with surprise.

She quickly asked, "Master, you said I came back?"

Qingyuan nodded slightly: "The cuckoo has taken over the magpie's nest, and the property should be returned to its original owner!

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Murong Li was shocked when he heard this: "Master, are you saying that Yue'er was possessed by someone else before?"

Qingyuan nodded. Su Yue's body and soul were in harmony, but there was still a trace of other aura remaining. After watching her soul return to its place, he understood.

They were both surprised.

Especially Su Yue, she thought she was taking over someone else's nest.

"What about the one before that?"

Qingyuan shook his head: "This poor monk does not know. Since the donor has already understood, there is no point in overthinking it. Just focus on doing what you should do."

Su Yue said devoutly, "Thank you for your advice, Master. I will keep your words in mind."

Su Yue was completely impressed by Master Qingyuan. She never thought that there was such a great monk in such a remote place. It would be great if they could use such a person in the future.

It must be difficult, how could such an enlightened monk enter the mortal world.

Qingyuan smiled and nodded. After drinking the tea in the cup, he closed his eyes and meditated without saying a word.

The two of them glanced at each other, and Su Yue said, "You stay here with the master. I'll go make some vegetarian food."

Murong Li nodded.

Su Yue came to the kitchen and didn't know what kind of vegetarian food the monks were eating, so she made a bowl of noodles for Qingyuan.

The four of them hadn't eaten yet, so I cooked a bowl of noodles for them.

In the main hall, as soon as Su Yue left, Qingyuan opened his eyes. He looked at Murong Li and said, "Donor, you must take the lives of the people of the world as your own responsibility. You must not kill innocent people. Only when yin and yang are in harmony can the world be at peace."

After saying that, Qingyuan closed his eyes again.

Murong Li was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He was still thinking about what Qingyuan had said to Su Yue before, saying that she was the phoenix returning to the court, and the phoenix represented the queen.

Now he was told these words again, saying that he would be the master of the world in the future, and that yin and yang must be combined, meaning that he and Yue'er must be together before the world can be peaceful.

"Donor, the donor inside has woken up. If you have anything to say, please ask me. I cannot stay in this mortal world for long."

Just when Murong Li wanted to ask, Qingyuan closed his eyes and said.

Murong Li glanced at him and entered the bedroom. Sure enough, Murong Jing had woken up. The Su Qiwen brothers were tactful and quickly got up and went to the kitchen to help Su Yue light the fire.

Murong Li sat in front of the bed, looked at the somewhat confused Murong Jing and called out, "Second Brother."

The call of "Second Brother" awakened the still dazed Murong Jing. His memory instantly returned. Looking at Murong Li in front of him, he smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought that our brotherly reunion would end in this way. Second Brother still lost."

Murong Li pursed his lips tightly: "How can you say such a thing, second brother? There is no such thing as winning or losing between us."

One is a person who should have been dead, and the other is a person who was exiled here. How can we talk about winning or losing?

Murong Li didn't understand Murong Jing's train of thought. He was still thinking about those things even in this situation. After all, they were brothers. Shouldn't they have a lot to say when they meet again?