Free Web NovelChapter 1288: Chapter 1282
"You’re going?"
Xin Lin asked, her face full of curiosity.
"The Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship is in the palace."
Feng Xi thought for a moment and said.
"That’s great, Feng Xi, you hurry up and go. Here’s a token for entering the palace; take it with you so no one questions you."
After speaking, Xin Lin handed her token to Feng Xi.
"Xin Lin, what’s your impression of the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship?"
Feng Xi took the token and suddenly asked.
"The Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship, huh, nine times out of ten, is that kind of old-fashioned, very old and serious old man who knocks on a wooden fish every day, recites Buddhist scriptures, and holds a string of Buddha beads, babbling away. Feng Xi, you must never become the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship, because you’d become ugly. You’d better remain the little monk sweeping the grounds."
Xin Lin said with a smile.
After hearing this, Monk Fengxi silently put down the string of seven-colored Buddhist beads in his hand.
"I’ll be right back."
Feng Xi sighed quietly; he wanted to tell Xin Lin that he himself was the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship, but... he decided against it.
Feng Xi pushed the door open and left, and Xin Lin sat in the side room feeling very bored.
She fiddled with the oil lamp and flipped through a few Buddhist scriptures on the desk.
Unfortunately, Xin Lin was not a follower of Buddhism, and those scriptures didn’t interest her at all.
In the side room, she waited for over an hour.
Monk Fengxi still hadn’t returned, and the entire small courtyard was quiet, with no sign of the Minister of Imperial Sacrificial Worship returning.
Xin Lin was concerned about matters in the Imperial Palace and wondered whether that guy Gui Hu had accomplished his task.
It’s a pity she couldn’t actively contact Gui Hu while at Taichang Temple.
She waited for another hour, but still didn’t see Feng Xi.
Feeling bored out of her mind, Xin Lin’s gaze caught sight of the seven-colored Buddhist beads on the desk.
"Feng Xi’s Buddha beads?"
She picked up the beads; she had some impression of them since Feng Xi usually carried them, seemingly a personal possession.
For some reason, today he had left without them.
Xin Lin wasn’t the type to be unnecessarily curious, but Feng Xi’s room was so simple that she casually picked up the beads and started playing with them.
"So heavy!"
As soon as Xin Lin took the beads in hand, her expression changed.
She was now also a Xuan Transformation Realm practitioner, with strength exceeding 500 pounds.
These beads looked delicate, but unexpectedly, they were so heavy.
Feng Xi’s beads were different from ordinary monk’s beads, being seven-colored and made of an unusual material.
They didn’t seem like jade, and definitely not sandalwood; more like a type of crystal.
Xin Lin held them in her hand for a while before getting used to their weight.
Curiously, she mimicked Feng Xi and started to fiddle with them.
But as she tried, using all her strength, she found that the beads couldn’t be moved.
"This isn’t fair, is it? Are they looking down on me?"
Xin Lin couldn’t help but laugh.
After all, she’s not only a Xuanwu Practitioner but also a Great Spirit Master. Could it be that Feng Xi’s cultivation is that much higher than hers?
Feeling a little unconvinced, Xin Lin took a deep breath, channeling Fu Xi’s energy.
Only then did the beads move slightly. With each bead she managed to rotate, Xin Lin had to exert a considerable amount of effort; she didn’t know much about Buddhist scriptures but spun them around idly.
As she continued, Xin Lin realized these beads were not only heavy but truly dense.
Despite their small size, barely larger than peanuts, when she spun them, the seven beads exhausted all her Fu Xi’s energy!
