482: 57 Karma and Buddha’s Destiny 482: 57 Karma and Buddha’s Destiny The carriage for the farewell finally stopped at the foot of Moss Ridge.
Due to Jiang Qihu instructing Iron Eyes to slow down, by the time they arrived, the delegation from Fan Yin Temple had already been resting and waiting at the foothill.
This journey to the West, although grandiose,
the number of monks sent by the Fan Yin Temple was not large, only about thirty or forty people, less than ten carriages, along with several carriages of sutras.
“To send off a friend a thousand miles is eventually to part.”
Jiang Qihu spoke softly, “I will not accompany you any further on the road ahead.”
“Mr.
Jiang, it’s just a diplomatic mission.”
Xie Xuanyi smiled and shook his head, saying, “Don’t worry about my safety.
It’s you, with many ghosts and spirits in the South Border, who should take good care of yourself.
It won’t be long before we meet again.”
“…Indeed.”
Jiang Qihu nodded.
He knew.
It was just a diplomatic mission.
But when it came time to part, a faint sadness could not be stopped from welling up in his heart…
How had he, the Deputy Director of Imperial City, come to be like this?
Was it because of the North Sea case ten years ago?
Some irreparable regrets, with time settling, did not dissipate but turned into thorns, deeply embedding in his heart.
“Let’s both take care.”
Jiang Qihu took a deep breath, said this, and did not look back.
He stepped out of the carriage, took the reins of a fine horse from Iron Eyes, and left alone.
…
…
“Does Jiang Qihu also know your identity?”
Not far away.
The voice of Miao Zhen transmitted into the Heart Lake.
“No…
he doesn’t know.”
Xie Xuanyi shook his head, sitting inside the carriage, slightly lifting the curtain to watch Jiang Qihu’s solitary figure disappearing into the distance.
Miao Zhen, sitting at the center surrounded by people from Fan Yin Temple, slowly stood up.
He also watched that receding figure, raising an eyebrow and said, “Xie Xuanyi, I’m curious… how many friends did you make back then?”
Jiang Family, is now the foremost family in Qing State.
After the death of Emperor Chu, with the Holy Empress assuming power, most scions from military families were settled in Imperial City, and the Jiang Family was one of the few “lucky” ones with control over a state.
Though Jiang Qihu now held only the position of Deputy Director in Imperial City,
the future of the Jiang Family was his.
Before Miao Zhen’s trip to the West, Fan Yin Temple had submitted a list of Chu Country’s powers to be wary of; the influence of the Jiang Family was second only to Taoist sects, Da Sui Sword Palace, and could be compared with the Holy Land with hundreds of years of history.
They say that Xie Xuanyi is surrounded by enemies.
But upon contact,
Miao Zhen found that this man has no fewer friends than enemies.
“Actually, not many.”
Xie Xuanyi closed the carriage curtain, smiling with his eyes downcast: “But I exchange sincerity for sincerity, and those I have met are all true friends.”
“Do I detect a hint of boasting?”
Miao Zhen’s tone shifted, suddenly saying, “Since you are here, take this annoying guy away.”
This Reincarnated Buddha’s tone was somewhat helpless.
He looked towards the back of the envoy’s caravan.
The carriage carrying the sutras was surrounded by a glowing golden pattern.
Several young monks guarded the front, their vigilance unchanged even for a brief stop at Moss Ridge.
Xie Xuanyi walked over.
The young monks instinctively blocked his path.
Miao Zhen sent a mental message.
Only then did they let him pass.
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…
The last carriage of the Fan Yin Temple delegation was set up with several arrays.
This place was Mi Yun’s retreat.
The primary purpose of this delegation’s trip to the West was to bring back “Tanluan Buddha Bones”.
Miao Zhen had already invoked fortune to awaken the Buddha Bones, and this journey back to the homeland…
was precisely the process of Mi Yun assimilating the Buddha Bones.
The news of Tanluan Buddha Bones was a top secret.
Even the Array Protection Monks in the delegation were unaware.
They only knew that this Golden Array was extremely important, and before departing, Buddha’s son reminded them not to let outsiders disturb Mi Yun’s cultivation.
But now…
Three outsiders had already entered the array.
Indeed, as soon as Xie Xuanyi lifted the carriage curtain, he saw familiar faces.
The last carriage was especially spacious, with Mi Yun, the little monk, sitting in the middle, with neatly stacked sutras on both sides, and alongside were True Master Jun Shan and Deng Baiyi.
True Master Jun Shan’s eyes were sharp, he continued to scrutinize the little monk, repeatedly clicking his tongue in admiration.
Deng Baiyi was instead engrossed in the annotations of Buddhist Array Path scriptures.
“My benefactor, you have finally arrived!”
Sitting in the middle, Mi Yun, being scrutinized by Jun Shan, where could he settle his mind to cultivate?
He clasped his hands together, silently chanting the sutras, and prayed in his heart for someone to “save him.”
At last, he saw Xie Xuanyi arriving.
The little guy heaved a long sigh of relief, instinctively standing up, but in the next moment was pressed back down to his seat by Jun Shan.
“Sit down!”
Jun Shan frowned and scolded, “This is a crucial moment for your cultivation, how can you move so rashly?
This Buddha Bone transformation is not to be taken lightly…
Reflect well, absorb well!”
Mi Yun looked aggrieved, yet helpless.
He could only cast a pleading look towards Xie Xuanyi.
…
Xie Xuanyi sighed.
Looking at Mi Yun, he felt that the little monk had undergone a “drastic change” compared to seven days ago.
The Tanluan Buddha Bones brought from Great Pudu Temple, now integrated into Mi Yun’s body, emitted a faint golden light, as long as one used Divine Soul Detection, one could feel this profound and mysterious fluctuation—
Even he could see the difference.
Let alone True Master Jun Shan at such a level of Reincarnated True People.
“You also know that he is in a critical moment of his cultivation…”
After a long sigh, Xie Xuanyi reached out and grabbed Jun Shan by the collar.
“Hey, Mr.
Xie, such important news about the Buddha Bones, why didn’t you tell me?”
Jun Shan, lifted off his feet, flailed about, but being too young, was dragged out of the carriage.