"Your Majesty," Ruixue came in hurriedly.

Fu Ronghua stood up and looked out the window expressionlessly, "Where is Mo Yu."

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Feng Qing looked at the Wanguo Temple and curled his lips, "We're finally here." He was dressed in gray and knelt before the Buddha like an ordinary pilgrim.

Mingsu stood behind him until he said, "Master Mingsu has been standing there for so long. Do you have anything to explain?"

Mingsu raised his head and said, "You're here."

Feng Qing turned around and said, "You have known for a long time that Fu Ronghua is A Wu, right?"

Mingsu's eyes were calm, "All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

"Tsk, I won't listen to you, you old bald ass, what do you want to do?" His eyes were sinister.

Mingsu clasped his hands together and said, "Everything in this world has its destiny. The benefactor is evil."

"Your Majesty, I have heard that this signature from the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Temple is the most effective."

Fu Ronghua walked into the hall. Under the golden Buddha statue, the famous figure stood there. Opposite him, stood a man with gray clothes and black hair. Although his appearance was ordinary, his temperament was extraordinary, gentle and elegant, and he exuded the scent of scholarship.

"Master," Fu Ronghua lowered his eyes and bowed.

Mingsu lowered his eyes slightly, "Amitabha, the donor is polite."

Fu Ronghua just glanced at Feng Qing, then turned away and knelt in front of the Buddha, closing her eyes in piety.

Feng Qing turned around, looked at Mingsu fiercely, and then left.

A smile finally appeared on Mingsu's lips. He glanced at the woman kneeling in front of the Buddha, turned around and left, finally arriving.

Overturning the door of destiny is just for this moment, just for this life. The world of mortals is full of hardships. If you don't go through it, how can you achieve success?

"Empress," Ruixue said in a low voice.

Fu Ronghua smiled, "What's wrong?"

"That young master just now," Ruixue said softly.

Fu Ronghua raised his eyes and saw a man standing there under the big tree in front of the hall, looking at her with a pair of eyes that seemed to reveal endless vicissitudes of life.

Fu Ronghua lowered his eyes slightly, "Let's go."

Ruixue couldn't help but turn around, only to see the man's eyes following her, seemingly looking into everything.

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Mingsu dropped the chess piece, "Your Majesty is very upset today."

Emperor Xuanzhao looked cryptic, "Master, didn't you say that there is no destiny for the emperor to declare his dynasty?"

Mingsu raised his lips slightly, "Yes, but the poor monk never said that the Xuan Dynasty will be the last."

He looked calmly and said, "Concubine Virtue has the appearance of a false phoenix, and the Xie family has rebellious intentions."

He dropped a ball and said, "Your Majesty, please think carefully. Once you drop a ball, you can't look back."

Emperor Xuan Zhao tightened his grip on the chess piece and thought of Fu Ronghua's question, and finally made up his mind, "The people of the world will understand at dawn."

Mingsu smiled silently, his eyes were deep and the cinnabar between his eyebrows was dazzling.

Emperor Xuanzhao left, and the tea on the chessboard had already been finished. He turned the beads and murmured, "Tianfeng, how can you be inferior to others, even if you defy heaven?"

For a moment, this monk who had risen from the worldly world gave people a feeling of being evil and indulgent. In just a moment, he returned to the appearance of the holy monk who had risen from the world.

Feng Qing sat on the windowsill, "Monk, what are your plans?"

His voice was gentle, and his tone was less gloomy and more gentle.

Mingsu's lips raised slightly, "The poor monk just wants to return to his position."

He turned to Feng Qing, "Tianfeng is Tianfeng, no one can stop it."

Feng Qing was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, "Am I also in the game?"
Chapter completed!