Young man, please stay

Chapter 342 Zen Emptiness
"Hey…"

"Um…"

"Is it really okay..."

"It's okay. Didn't you hear what His Majesty said just now..."

"Tsk, but this... We are the Imperial Guards, are we just going to sit there and watch?"

"The emperor has given his order, so just watch it... Besides, sister, you are new here, right?"

"Yeah, I just came in last month."

"That's it. This happens a few times a year. You just get used to it."

"I see…"

Outside the red wall of Taihua Palace, a new Yulin Guard looked thoughtfully up at the sky above Taihua Palace, where red and green lights were bursting out.

It turns out that fighting between the emperor and the regent is a common occurrence...

……

Inside Taihua Palace.

clap clap!

Boom boom!

Two beautiful women, one in red and one in white, fought back and forth, their palms constantly emitting red and green light as they released their internal energy. But even so, it was obvious that they were very restrained, especially Bai Qingqing. No matter how fiercely she attacked Su Yupan, she always avoided the objects in the hall.

After years of fighting, this has become an unwritten rule. After all, Bai Qingqing is only a regent and does not dare to disrupt it at will.

"Xiao Panzi, if you don't want to hand over my husband, at least tell me whether Qin Lang is safe and where he is."

"Husband, you head!"

Su Yupan suspected that this guy came here just to irritate him, so he clasped his hands together and, bang bang, dozens of scarlet palm shadows attacked Bai Qingqing. Bai Qingqing's pupils shrank and she turned pale with horror, she didn't expect that the empress was serious in this attack.

The key is that she can take real action, but Bai Qingqing can't.

The gap in strength between Bai Qingqing and the empress was obvious, so she couldn't block it this time. Her feet rubbed against the ground, leaving a line of gravel, and finally her whole body hit the door panel hard.

"..."

After this attack, Su Yupan's eyes changed in shock, but before he could react, Bai Qingqing had already straightened her chest, wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, and raised her head like a proud little hen:

"Xiao Panzi, you are indeed amazing, but just wait, I will catch up with you sooner or later."

"..."

Su Yupan looked at Bai Qingqing, and for some reason her heart softened. She opened her red lips slightly:

"you…"

"And Qin Lang, I will marry him sooner or later."

"..."

Something was stuck in her throat. The empress's face darkened. She swept Bai Qingqing out of the door with a flick of her sleeve and said to her:

"My beloved Concubine Qin is very safe now. I am taking good care of her. Outsiders don't need to worry about it."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qingqing pursed her lips for a long time, then finally snorted coldly and left.

The empress continued to meditate and regulate her breathing, but not long after she started, the noise outside started again.

"Master, the emperor is really resting and cannot see anyone."

"Yes, Master, if you insist on having something important to do, please go to the Yangxin Palace and wait. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, please go back, Master. Please forgive us sisters for being rude."

A group of Yulin guards outside were stopping an old monk at this moment.

The old monk was wearing a simple grey cassock and chanting Buddhist mantras. To ordinary people, he looked kind and benevolent, but in fact, a master could feel his inner strength surging, as if he was ready to deal with a conflict at any time, or in other words... to take the initiative to engage in a conflict.

However, while he chanted "Amitabha", his eyes, which seemed half open, kept looking around Taihua Palace, with a subtle sense of caution and prudence in his eyes.

"Amitabha, please don't misunderstand me. I am here only to pay my respects to the emperor. I have something important to discuss with her, which is related to the Mid-Autumn Northern Hunt. Please let me go." "Master, I have already said that the emperor will not see anyone. Please go to the Yangxin Palace and wait."

"Amitabha, then I will wait outside, as this is an urgent matter."

As the old monk spoke, he actually started meditating on the spot.

"What a disobedient bald ass!"

Several Yulin guards could not bear to watch any longer and groaned. Four pear-falling knives were unsheathed at the same time, and stabbed towards the monk like four lines of lightning.

"Amitabha…"

However, as soon as the monk chanted the Buddha's name, without moving at all, the four pear-falling knives seemed to be embedded in the air and stopped around him.

The Yulin Guards were horrified and reached out to grab their knives, but the four falling pear knives were thrown backwards at the same time. The knife handles carried a huge force and directly knocked the four Yulin Guards back in unison. They all covered their hearts in pain, with blood flowing from the corners of their lips.

"Amitabha…"

Although the monk had a blank expression on his face, one could still sense his disdain and arrogance towards the Yulin Guards.

This disdain is limited to the difference in strength between the two sides.

When it comes to the issue of identity, even though this monk could cripple dozens of Yulin guards with just a wave of his hand, he still didn't dare to overstep his authority. He still didn't dare to disdain this.

However, he seemed to be too excited and forgot what he had been cautious about from the beginning.

"Master Chankong, you are so brave!"

"?!"

A cold shout resounded in the sky. Monk Chankong suddenly opened his eyes, but could not tell where the sound came from. He only felt that his head was aching as if a devil's sound was piercing his ears. He immediately put his hands together and silently recited a Buddhist scripture. His complexion improved, and he immediately stood up and bowed deeply towards Taihua Palace:
"Amitabha, long live the emperor, long live the emperor..."

"Old bald donkey, you came here suddenly, I'm afraid you are not here to enjoy the scenery in the palace."

"Your Majesty, I am here just to remind you again that the Ten Thousand Souls Forest is extremely dangerous this year. I hope you will be careful."

"Oh? Then bring out the Eighteen Arhats from your Chan Zhen Temple to escort me."

"Amitabha, our temple does not interfere in worldly affairs, Your Majesty, please do not..."

"Fuck your shit!"

"..."

The empress started to curse and Zen Kong stopped talking.

The empress sneered:

"Besides this, you should have other things to do, right?"

"Your Majesty."

Having said this, Chan Kong's eyes suddenly became serious, and he looked into the sky and said:
"Last night, the sun and the moon shone together. The senior monks in my Chan Zhen Temple made some calculations and feared that a more serious immortal disaster would come. So they burned incense and asked Buddha all night. They felt that the source of this strange phenomenon was in the direction of the imperial palace, so they came here to ask Your Majesty if there are any unusual people in the palace recently."

"No, there are no abnormalities, but there are some strange people."

"Oh?"

Monk Chankong's eyes lit up:
"Your Majesty, please speak."

"You bald ass, you are the most out of place thing in the palace."

Monk Chankong's expression froze, and although he was slightly darkening, he couldn't say anything. At this moment, the empress suddenly discovered something, and turned into a red light and appeared directly, hanging in the sky. The powerful aura that covered the sky and filled the air made Monk Chankong's breathing stagnate. Then he felt his body lighten, and a red translucent hand grabbed him in the air. Su Yupan's face was frighteningly cold.

"Old man, why are your robes gray?"

"Amitabha."

At this moment, Monk Chankong became extremely calm:

"My true self is exorcising demons for the sake of world peace. I hope Your Majesty will understand."

boom--!
As soon as he finished speaking, a rumbling sound was heard in the distance. Su Yupan's heart tightened and he looked towards the direction of Qingshu Courtyard in astonishment.

"Qin Lang..."

(End of this chapter)