Chapter 13013 Breaking the Rules

Chapter 13

Venerable Di Fu first rushed to the Ghost Market, and then chased to the Boundless Sea.

"Venerable Master," the little boy looked up at him, "The Boundless Sea is so vast, how can we find it?"

"Wait until dark."

As night fell, a boundless boat drifted in from afar. Venerable Difu stood on the seashore, his brown robes soaking in the water.

"Old man, there was once a monk and a beautiful lady on a boat. May I ask where you took them?" Venerable Di Fu asked politely.

The old woman raised her eyelids and glanced at him, then waved her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't remember."

Venerable Di Fu's face remained amiable as he smiled and said, "Old man, please think about it again."

The old woman glared at him impatiently: "Do you want to take the boat or not?"

Venerable Di Fu sighed, his expression akin to a helpless response, as if the other party was ungrateful. He raised his hand, grasped the air, and the old woman on the boundless boat immediately levitated. Painfully, she pushed against her neck, pushing away an invisible pair of hands.

Venerable Di Fu still had a smile on his face and asked patiently again, "Where did you send those two people?"

The old woman's cheeks gradually turned purple from holding her breath. She opened her mouth, as if about to say something. Venerable Di Fu took a step forward, and just as he was about to lean in to listen, he suddenly saw a flash of green light.

He looked closely and saw the old woman transform into her true form - a green snake. It fell into the boundless sea, splashing a little water, and disappeared in an instant.

"Should we chase it?" The little boy stretched his neck and looked towards the boundless sea with calm waters, but he did not find the old snake.

The smile on Venerable Di Fu's face finally faded. He looked at the boundless sea with indifference and said, "No need."

The little boy asked anxiously, "Then we won't look for Yingji anymore? We won't avenge our senior brother?"

Venerable Di Fu touched the child's head and said, "Of course we must seek justice for your brother. This vicious woman who killed her siblings and brothers should be executed as a tribute to the gods."

Venerable Di Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling somewhat regretful that Xue Zhonghong had died so suddenly. In his opinion, Xue Zhonghong was not only a talented young man worthy of cultivation, but also a member of the royal family. He had originally planned to teach him his skills, but he had never expected that he would die in vain at the hands of a woman.

He felt sorry for Xue Zhonghong and also regretted the effort he had put in.

"Then where should we find Yingji?" the little boy asked doubtfully.

"Let's not look for her anymore. Let her come to us." Venerable Di Fu smiled meaningfully. "This Ying Ji has a vicious mind, but she is kind to the yellow-haired girl beside her. That girl is not with her and is now in the Chaoxi Palace."

The little boy laughed and said, "Then let's go catch her!"

Venerable Di Fu smiled confidently. Of course, his desire for revenge for his beloved disciple was genuine. As for his greed for the most beautiful woman in the Nine Realms and Twelve Kingdoms, there was no need to tell a child about it.

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Qinmin Mountain is lush and green all year round. At a glance, the blue sky and white clouds are all covered with green.

Yingji lay on Kongfan's back, admiring the beautiful mountain scenery.

The ancient trees in the mountains were tall, twisted, and growing wildly. A thick branch slanted across unscrupulously, and Yingji ducked, burying her cheek in the crook of Kongfan's neck.

I smelled the elegant fragrance of ancient sandalwood.

Yingji raised her head and looked back at the tree trunk that had just grown sideways. A white snake was lying on the trunk, basking in the sun.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and the mottled light and shadow illuminate its snow-white body, which is quite cute.

Yingji took another look.

She turned her head, hooked her arms around Kong Fan's neck, and spoke to him, "Am I heavy? Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

Kong Fan looked straight ahead with clear eyes.

"Kong Fan, I have some doubts in my heart and would like to ask for your advice."

"you say."

"Why do Buddhists have so many rules? Why does everyone have to abide by them? If one breaks the rules, does that mean one's Buddhist heart is not strong enough?" Yingji leaned close to Kongfan's ear, her breath soft and sweet. "Who set these rules? Is what he says always right?"

Kong Fan said in a gentle voice, "Strictly observing the rules is to discipline oneself. Only by disciplining oneself can one strengthen one's heart of inquiry, not be disturbed by external things, and finally realize the Buddhist path."

Yingji wrapped Kongfan's Buddhist beads bracelet around her wrist, shaking it again and again, watching the beads touch each other slightly.

"You said that the Buddha forgives everything, and that even if people make mistakes, they have the opportunity to correct them. So even if one breaks the precepts, it doesn't mean that they can't understand the Dharma in the future, right?"

"Yes." Kong Fan nodded slightly in agreement.

Yingji tilted her head, resting her head on Kongfan's shoulder to peer at his profile. Her soft voice, a hint of meaning in her smile, made her ask, "So, breaking your vows is okay, then?"

Kong Fan kept silent.

Yingji raised her eyebrows, a sly look flashing across her charming eyes. She asked, "You haven't broken your vow before, have you?"

Kongfan did not answer.

Yingji looked at his expression, slightly surprised. She pressed him, "Monks cannot speak nonsense. Have you really broken your vows? Which one did you break?"

Kong Fan stopped and turned his head to look at Ying Ji.

Yingji was originally resting her head on his shoulder. He suddenly turned her face, and the distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed. Kong Fan's lips almost brushed Yingji's nose.

Kong Fan stepped back slightly, putting some distance between them. He remained silent, staring into Ying Ji's eyes.

Yingji uttered a "hmm" and surrendered, "I won't ask."

She was a little worried that Kong Fan would throw another mute spell at her, so she shut up, hooked her arm around Kong Fan's neck, and closed her eyes to pretend to sleep.

The warm light shone on Yingji's face. She yawned comfortably, and her soft breath brushed across Kongfan's neck.

Kong Fan felt a little itchy. He looked up at the road ahead and sighed that the mountain road was still so long.

Under the warm sunshine, Yingji fell asleep with her head resting on Kongfan's shoulder until Kongfan woke her up.

Yingji opened her eyes and looked over Kongfan's shoulder at the courtyard that appeared in front of her.

The courtyard was in ruins, with traces of fighting everywhere.

Kong Fan frowned, carrying Ying Ji on his back as he slowly walked into the courtyard, looking around. Although the ruined courtyard was in a mess, one could still see its former grandeur.

This is the Snake Woman's residence after all.

As far as Ying Ji knew, the Snake Woman had many disciples, which was why Qinmin Mountain was a place that outsiders dared not set foot on easily.

Kong Fan put Ying Ji down from his back and sighed, "It's too late."

"There's someone there!" Yingji suddenly pointed.

Kong Fan looked in the direction of her hand and saw a little girl of seven or eight years old hiding behind a broken wall and looking over here.

Kong Fan walked towards her and asked in a gentle voice, "Little donor, may I ask what happened here?"

The girl looked at Kong Fan timidly. She had never seen anyone without hair. Her curious eyes fell on Kong Fan's bald head and looked around.

Yingji walked over, squatted down in front of the girl, and took a piece of candy from her Qiankun bag. She peeled off the candy wrapper, handed it to her, and said softly, "Here, this is for you. It's very sweet."

The little girl put the candy into her mouth in confusion, but her expression suddenly changed the next moment. She spat out the candy and then bared her teeth at Yingji fiercely.

Kong Fan grabbed Yingji's arm, pulled her up, and pulled her behind him. He turned around and whispered to her, "She's a snake demon."

As Kong Fan finished speaking, the little girl suddenly changed into a small white snake, and quickly disappeared into the grass.

Ying Ji asked, "What should we do next? How do we find the snake girl?"

Kong Fan thought for a moment and said, "Wait a minute. The snake demons in Qinmin Mountain should still be there. If there was a major battle here, they must be hiding everywhere. Once they know that you and I have no ill intentions, they will show up."

Yingji didn't respond. She stared thoughtfully in the direction where the little white snake had just escaped.

Kong Fan glanced at the sky and took Ying Ji to find a room that was barely intact.

Yingji sensitively noticed that Kongfan's pace was faster than before, and his snow-white monk robe fluttered with his steps.

Kong Fan raised his palms, half-lidded his eyelids, and silently recited the scriptures. Sanskrit words slowly floated from nothing to form a net, enveloping the entire room like an invisible barrier.

He opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Ying Ji, and said softly: "I am about to advance, please do not leave this room."

Advanced, here?

But when I think about how Kong Fan spent a long time setting up the barrier, this room should be safe.

Yingji watched Kongfan sitting on the ground, his eyes closed in deep meditation. The gentle smile on her face faded, and her usually charming eyes were now slowly filled with a dark regret.

The lack of spiritual power and the inability to cultivate spiritual power were a lasting regret in her heart. She would never know what it was like to advance.

Kong Fan did not move at all, nor did he make a sound.

Yingji stayed in the room for a long time, then gently opened the door and walked out. She tried to walk out, and sure enough, the barrier only blocked the monsters, not her.

The sun sets in the west and the sky darkens.

Yingji lit a lamp—the Demon-Locking Lamp. A faint light flickered within it, seemingly ready to go out at any moment.

She turned her wrist slightly, and the silver bell on her wrist rang out a clear and pleasant sound. She followed the instructions and finally saw the White Snake Girl behind a tree that was so big that two people could hug it.

It has a human head and a snake tail, and it is lying and sleeping under a tree, looking like it has just transformed.

When she was given the candy just now, Ying Ji had tested her and knew that she was just a little demon who had just transformed and didn't have much ability.

She would only dare to attack a little demon like this.

Of course, that piece of candy was not ordinary candy. Even if she spit it out, just a little bit between her lips and teeth would be enough.

Otherwise, this little white snake demon wouldn't be sleeping so soundly now, completely unaware of Ying Ji's approach.

Yingji raised the demon-locking cup in her hand, and a faint flame suddenly rose within it. Yingji thrust the cup towards the little white snake demon. When the fiercely burning flames subsided, the little demon, who was in the dark under the tree, was unconsciously taken into the demon-locking cup by Yingji.

Yingji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she had made all the necessary preparations, Yingji was always extremely cautious every time she caught a monster, because she knew she had no ability to protect herself, and if she made a mistake, she would not only fail but also die.

Ying Ji gently shook the Demon-Locking Lamp, feeling a surge of joy at her success. As long as she could imprison the little white snake demon within the Demon-Locking Lamp for a few days and refine it, she could place it in the Jade Grain Coffin, awaiting the final refinement.

Just like the black python, just like every little demon that was caught with great effort before.

Ying Ji looked around vigilantly, worried that there were other powerful monsters around, and also worried that Kong Fan would discover what she had done.

He was a man who, even when faced with a demon with blood on its hands, would only suppress it and never take its life. If he knew what she was going to do, he would definitely frown and shake his head.

Yingji put away her things and quickly returned to the house.

She looked at Kong Fan and couldn't help but exclaimed "Huh".

Kong Fan remained seated, unmoved, a strange black mist swirling around him.

It's not golden light, it's black fog.

The black mist surrounded and swallowed him, who was dressed in snow-white clothes and as noble as a magnolia.

Even though Ying Ji could not feel the difference between the various spiritual powers, she was still keenly aware that something was wrong with Kong Fan's current condition.

At this moment, the strange black fog surrounding Kong Fan seemed like... evil spirit.

Did a powerful demon break in and disturb his advancement?

Yingji was unsure and a little worried.

She approached cautiously and called out tentatively, "Kong Fan? Kong Fan?"

The black fog around Kong Fan's body became more and more numerous and thicker.

Could it be that he has gone astray? But how could a Buddhist practitioner go astray?

Yingji felt that this couldn't go on any longer, so she tentatively reached out to wake him up.

"Kongfan——"

In an instant, the world spun around, and Yingji was flung into another dimension. Beneath her, a mountain of white bones formed, completely covering the original ground.

Crows flew in flocks.

Yingji looked up and saw Kongfan, the unordained Kongfan.

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