Chapter 68068 Getting Married

Chapter 68

"What do you mean by that? What sacrifice?" Ying Ji asked hurriedly. She didn't even notice the hint of panic in her voice.

The inexplicable uneasiness she had been feeling for some time seemed to make sense all of a sudden.

"As expected, that monk half-said the other half." Jian Feng looked as if he'd known this all along. He curled his lips and explained, "I don't know the specifics of that plan, and I doubt the Xiaoyao Sect's members know it very well either. But from what Venerable Youquan said, the Sky-Splitting Plan involves setting up a massive formation, destroying it and tearing the heavens apart. Even the combined spiritual power of many Venerables might not have such power. However, the final self-destruction of the Dragon Enlightenment Technique would have such power."

The image of the Sanskrit dragon summoned by Kongfan that day appeared in front of Yingji's eyes.

Jianfeng studied Yingji's expression and said, "You've gone to so much trouble to teach Kongfan this, isn't it just to make him self-destruct? Ah Ying? Ah Ying?"

Yingji glanced at Jianfeng calmly, then looked away. She gazed ahead, her eyes calm.

Jianfeng was surprised by her calmness.

"Let's go." Ying Ji took out a jade coffin from her Qiankun bag and let Jian Feng hide in it.

Jianfeng opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

-

The lotus pond seemed to be a still place, with not a single breeze blowing in. The few lotus flowers sitting on the water stood motionless, like a painting.

Kong Fan was sitting quietly under the Bodhi tree when he suddenly opened his eyes.

He was slightly startled, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"You're not paying attention."

The voice of Master Daozhen came from behind.

Kong Fan sighed softly, gathered his sleeves, and stood up, turning to look at Grandmaster Dao Zhen, who was slowly walking towards him. He was about to apologize when Dao Zhen waved his hand, stopping him from saying anything.

Daozhen passed Kongfan and sat down beside him on the ground. He untied the wine gourd from his waist and took a sip of the fragrant wine. The wine was rich and mellow, and he shook his head in enjoyment.

In the pure land of Buddhism, the only person who can drink so freely is Daozhen.

After tasting the fragrant wine, Daozhen raised his eyes with satisfaction and set his gaze on his disciple who was standing obediently at the side.

I still remember the day I found Kongfan. Surrounded by demonic beasts, the baby boy lay quietly in his cradle. The Bodhi tree protected him from the demons, and the beasts circled him but dared not approach.

Daozhen gazed at the Bodhi tree in amazement. This remarkable Buddhist spectacle seemed to indicate the boy's profound affinity with Buddhism. Naturally, he decided to bring the child back to Phuket Monastery.

He even had a vague feeling that this child had some connection to the world outside the enclosure. Daozhen had taught other disciples the Dragon Enlightenment Technique before, but none had mastered it. Kongfan, however, displayed extraordinary talent upon his first encounter with it, as if he already had a deep connection to it. This seemed to confirm Daozhen's suspicions.

In recent years, Daozhen has been traveling around or practicing in seclusion, and it is not suitable for him to accept disciples, so he handed Kongfan over to Wuchen.

Daozhen snapped out of his thoughts, his gaze gradually focused as he settled on Kongfan again. He smiled and said, "I've broken many of the Buddhist precepts, but I dare not violate the precepts of love. This word 'love' is the most difficult to control, fearing not only self-harm but also hurting others."

Kong Fan lowered his eyes, already knowing what his master was going to say. Since returning, his master had never mentioned Ying Ji. Was he going to talk about this today?

He slowly raised his eyes, first respectfully called out "Master", and then said: "Kong Fan has joined the game."

Daozhen looked at Kongfan's expression and nodded meaningfully: "This means you don't want to give up."

"If you force yourself to give up, it means you haven't truly let go, and this calamity will remain with you forever." Kong Fan argued gently, but his tone was firm.

"Neither enter nor leave the world, neither enter nor transcend the calamity." Daozhen sighed. He took off the wine gourd and took another sip of wine, this time filling his mouth with the fragrant wine.

Those words that were originally intended to persuade him seemed to have lost their preaching meaning. Daozhen touched the fragrant wine that was on his lips.

In just a moment, Daozhen disappeared. Kongfan turned around, only to catch sight of his master's staggering back as he walked away.

"I'm going to get drunk again..." Kong Fan muttered to himself, shaking his head helplessly. Everyone outside knew Dao Zhen was a drunken monk, but only those very close to him within Phuka Temple knew that Dao Zhen had a terrible alcohol tolerance—he'd be completely drunk after just three sips, requiring him to find a place to sleep for over a month.

Only when the figure of Master Daozhen disappeared did Kong Fan turn around and slightly raise his eyes to look at the Bodhi tree that had accompanied him for three hundred years.

He answered his master with a firm attitude, but he knew in his heart that Ying Ji had indeed disturbed his mind, causing him to suddenly lose focus during his cultivation.

He is extremely talented in cultivation, which is extremely rare.

Has it been too long since I last saw her? But it doesn't seem that long either. Or maybe it's just that every time we've seen each other lately, it's been so fleeting?

Kong Fan did not continue to practice, but went down the mountain.

Soon, he stood before the gate of a small courtyard at the westernmost end of the market at the foot of the mountain. Unlike his last visit, this time, the courtyard had a plaque hanging on it, inscribed with "Xingju." The elegant handwriting was unmistakably Yingji's. Kong Fan could even picture Yingji's large brushstrokes before his eyes.

With a creaky sound, Kong Fan pushed open the wooden door and stepped into the courtyard.

When Kong Fan saw the ginkgo tree planted in the courtyard, he realized why this place was called Xingju.

The last time I came, this ginkgo tree had not been transplanted yet.

Kong Fan was in a trance, as if he had missed out on a lot. This realization actually gave him a slight sense of regret.

The layout of Xingju has many similarities with the courtyard of Puja Temple. This similarity makes Kongfan feel a subtle joy in his heart.

Kong Fan raised his hand and touched his heart, vaguely realizing that he was increasingly having many unnecessary and complicated emotions.

He had long sensed that Yingji was not there. He sat down at the stone table under the ginkgo tree, closed his eyes and waited for her to return.

The warm sun gradually set in the west, the hustle and bustle of the distant market gradually faded, but Yingji still had not returned.

Kong Fan opened his eyes and hesitated for a while. Then he used a thief's hand gesture to feel where Ying Ji was.

After a period of fog, the picture in Kong Fan's mind gradually became clear, and a swaying picture emerged.

The stars were shining brightly in the sky. Yingji and Jianfeng were running quickly through the mountains and forests, looking back from time to time. It was obvious that they were avoiding being hunted.

When Yingji turned to look again, she tripped over a vine and nearly fell. Jianfeng quickly reached out and held her steady. The two glanced at each other, and Yingji nodded slightly, indicating that she was fine. She then produced a Thousand Miles Talisman and fled.

The scene in front of Kong Fan blurred, and when it cleared again, Ying Ji and Jian Feng had appeared in another place. Kong Fan vaguely saw that the new place was not far from Pujia Temple, and they must have successfully escaped.

The two of them were tired after running for so long, so they sat down side by side on a rock to rest. Jianfeng turned his head and said something to Yingji, who suddenly smiled and pointed to the distance.

Seeing Ying Ji's smile, Kong Fan instantly stopped watching.

Kong Fan lowered his eyes and looked at his own shadow under the moonlight.

It turned out that she had gone to pick up Jian Feng who had landed outside the Ghost Market. Kong Fan couldn't tell whether he should be happy about her trustworthiness and loyalty.

-

Zizhu Mountain.

"Are you sure Bajiao can be found?" Jianfeng asked.

Yingji nodded and said, "She's smart enough to get home by herself."

Jianfeng suddenly pulled out a Jade Ginseng Fruit from his pocket and handed it to Yingji, saying, "Fill your stomach and strengthen your body!"

Ying Ji was shocked. They came across several ginseng fruit trees on their way to escape. She didn't expect that Jian Feng could actually pick the fruit while escaping.

She was indeed thirsty, so she didn't waste any words and just took it and started eating.

The night breeze carried the sweet fragrance of the Jade Ginseng Fruit. Jian Feng sniffed it and said, "Aying, thank you."

Yingji ignored him.

Jianfeng turned his head away, supported his chin with one hand, and watched Yingji eat the ginseng fruit.

Yingji glanced at him and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"You look good." Jianfeng said with a smile.

Yingji had heard this kind of talk many times. She was too lazy to respond, so she looked away and continued to eat the ginseng fruit.

"Can I ask you something?" Jian Feng hesitated. Seeing that Ying Ji didn't say yes or no, Jian Feng couldn't help but ask curiously: "You and that monk..."

Yingji looked over.

Jian Feng considered his words carefully before continuing, "Were you really sent by Queen Mother Xue to be with him to disrupt his cultivation, or are you two truly in love?"

"The two must be in conflict?" Ying Ji asked coldly.

"Ah?" Jianfeng was a little confused.

Ying Ji gestured in all directions and said casually, "Almost everyone in this world has a livelihood. Guards who catch monsters, generals who fight in battles, teachers, waiters who wait in restaurants, do they take money to do their jobs? Or do they love their work so much that they have to do it for free?"

Jianfeng's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Ying Ji took the last bite of the Jade Ginseng Fruit and said, "I worked for Queen Mother Xue because she gave me a favor. I was lucky enough to fall in love with someone while I was working, and I enjoyed my job. These are two unrelated things."

"fallacy!"

Yingji didn't respond. She stood up and said as she walked, "We've passed the ghost market. We'll say goodbye and see each other again if we're destined to."

"Does Kong Fan know? You think these are two unrelated things. Would he think so?" Jian Feng asked in shock.

Yingji didn't even turn her head.

Along the way, Yingji was thinking about the Sky-tearing Plan and the Art of Refining Monsters. She pushed open the gate of the Xingju Courtyard and took two steps inside before she noticed someone there.

She first secretly hated herself for not being alert, but at the same time, when she raised her eyes and saw Kong Fan under the ginkgo tree, her vigilance disappeared, a smile appeared in her eyes, and she ran towards him quickly.

"Why are you here? How long have you been here?" Ying Ji naturally grabbed Kong Fan's wrist.

Their eyes met, and Kong Fan lowered his gaze to meet Yingji's. He was inexplicably reluctant to admit that he had waited all day for her. But he couldn't lie, so he simply changed the subject: "You've made this place look beautiful."

Kong Fan looked past Ying Ji and looked back, but did not see Jian Feng.

Yingji smiled. She was thinking about the sacrifice, but she didn't know how to ask him. She said softly, "Wait a minute. I have a new kind of tea. I'll make it."

She let go of Kong Fan's wrist, turned around and walked lightly towards the kitchen.

Kong Fan glanced at his empty wrist, then looked up at Yingji's back and blurted out, "Yingji."

Yingji had already run to the kitchen door and had already climbed two of the three stone steps in front of it. She held the door open and turned back to look at Kongfan, asking, "What's wrong?"

Kong Fan was silent for a moment, "It's okay."

Yingji asked hurriedly, "Are you in a hurry to go back? Can't wait for me to make tea?"

"No." Kong Fan said urgently, "I'm not leaving tonight."

Yingji was startled for a moment, then smiled at him with her eyes curved. "I'll go make some tea." She turned and pushed open the kitchen door.

Kong Fan suddenly felt annoyed at the sight of Ying Ji's back, as if she were going away. He strode after her.

Hearing footsteps, Yingji turned around and saw Kongfan's hand half-raised and hanging there.

Yingji glanced at him and took the initiative to place her hand in his palm. She took another step forward, got closer to him, looked up at Kongfan in his arms, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Her breath and unique sweet fragrance filled my nostrils.

Kong Fan blurted out: "You are so sweet."

Yingji raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Kong Fan realized that he had said something rash and looked away awkwardly.

Yingji looked at him in surprise, and even held his face with both hands, turned his face which was turned to the side, and met his eyes.

"Do you miss me?" Yingji's voice became more charming and sweet.

Kong Fan looked at Ying Ji, his throat moving slightly, and said, "Let's get married."

The charming smile on Yingji's face froze, "I am your concubine."

Kong Fan shook his head seriously and said, "That's different."