The Great Seminary

Chapter 221 <The Sutra of the White-Robed Guanyin Bodhisattva's Contemplation of the Great Thousand Worlds and Nirvana>
As the organizer of the banquet, and the most prestigious student in the 'Xianhezhai', Princess Bojijin Baoshan Angyue of the Yuanshan Empire was thoroughly enjoying herself.

They simply drove off.

Zhang Gui also retreated back into the bamboo forest.

Leaving the commotion behind, they quietly slipped out of 'Xianhezhai' along the same route.

He calmly descended the steps and headed towards Wolf Tail Workshop.

They only climbed about ten steps.

A graceful figure appeared on his right.

“Sir Winter from Xihezhou, didn’t you want to see the sights and sounds of ‘Xianhezhai’?”

Why are you in such a hurry?

“Miss Zhen, it was my fault for being so sharp-tongued and making fun of you back then.”

Please forgive me.

Zhang Gui's apology was completely insincere and full of feigned remorse.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Ciyun actually forgave him.

"Never mind, it was my brother who spoke abruptly beforehand and frightened you. Let's just forget about it."

But what are you doing here in Yuanshan, all under the alias "Big Wolf"?

Faced with such a person who was stirring up trouble without any purpose, Zhang Gui, who was in a powerful position, was also helpless.

He could only sigh and say:
"This place is too empty to talk."

"How about we find a teahouse and talk this over calmly?"

"It might not be convenient for a lone man and woman to be alone together."

Zhen Ciyun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her large, watery eyes swept across Zhang Gui's face as she said:
"But if it's you, then I might be an exception."

"Thank you so much."

Let's hurry up.

Zhang Gui gave a forced smile and activated the "Great Intersection of Celestial Phenomena and Geography" within his body, unleashing the power of "Autumn Begins".

A sudden gust of cold wind swept around them, enveloping them and Zhen Ciyun, and they were swept down the mountain like autumn leaves in an instant.

"Don't stop yet, the market town at the foot of Tianyuan Mountain is full of noble people from Yuanshan."

Almost everyone possesses extraordinary abilities; if everyone could command the wind and rain and walk with incredible speed, chaos would ensue.

Seeing this, Zhen Ciyun hurriedly reminded her.

Zhang Gui naturally understood this principle; otherwise, he wouldn't have spent money to rent a dilapidated horse-drawn carriage and endured a bumpy ride for a day and a night to reach the foot of Tianyuan Mountain.

At this moment, he was just pretending to scare Zhen Ciyun and vent his anger.

Just as it was about to blow into Wolf Tail Workshop, the 'autumn wind' dispersed and gently landed on the ground.

He glanced at Zhen Ciyun, wanting to see her make a fool of herself, when suddenly his vision blurred and went completely black.

Then Zhen Ciyun's soft voice sounded in my ear.

"Sir Winter, you have talent, opportunities, and abilities that are second to none."

He obtained the so-called supernatural power of being "born pure and true, able to communicate with heaven and earth and steal their power".

But don't forget the saying, "The world is full of talented people, and there are miraculous herbs within a ten-step radius."

You are not the only one who can be called a "man of great supernatural powers."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Gui's eyes regained their ability to see.

"I've had it too easy, and I've become arrogant."

I humbly accept your instruction.

"Generally, the relatives and friends who have been taught a lesson by me, whether they are stubborn to the end or obediently accept the lesson, will eventually learn their lesson."

They would all ask me curiously what kind of supernatural power I had used.

But you lack such curiosity, and it's unclear whether you're well-mannered.

Or perhaps they are certain that they possess even more powerful supernatural abilities and do not wish to reveal them, hence the principle of "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you"?

"None of them."

"The origin of my 'supernatural powers' is related to the safety of a friend, so I cannot reveal it."

Having witnessed the uncanny abilities of Zhen Ciyun, Zhang Gui's attitude towards her immediately improved, and he spoke very sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Ciyun showed an apologetic expression.

"That's because I'm stingy."

There's nothing wrong with explaining the origin of my supernatural powers; they come from the five senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.

"Further breakthroughs are said to include 'consciousness,' 'manas consciousness,' and 'alaya consciousness.' These are obtained through my cultivation of the supreme secret method of Buddhism, the *White-Robed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's Observation of the Great Thousand Worlds Nirvana Sutra*."

When others show goodwill, Zhang Gui can't just shut his ears and ignore them.

Furthermore, the very name of the "White-Robed Guanyin Bodhisattva's View of the Great Thousand Worlds and Nirvana Sutra" sounds like an extraordinary and unparalleled martial arts technique.

Even the smallest scraps, such as the Buddhist text "White-Robed Guanyin... Nirvana Sutra," which can be used to cultivate supernatural powers related to the 'five senses,' seem to belong to high-level extraordinary knowledge.

Many interesting things can be inferred from these connections.

But at the same time, he didn't want to owe anyone a favor.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke:

“I just saw that Princess Angyue of Baoshan invited you to a banquet, but it was just a simple meal of wine and fruit.”

It wasn't quite like what I had imagined—a nobleman on the grasslands hiring someone to roast a whole rhinoceros.

Then inside the rhinoceros's belly was a roasted horse, a roasted donkey, a whole roasted lamb, a roasted pheasant, a roasted quail, and roasted eggs.

Then everyone ate eggs until they were full, in a grand manner.

Zhen Ciyun couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard this.

"Even the Emperor's annual grand court assembly on the first day of the lunar new year, when he entertains his ministers, doesn't have such a grand scale."

I really don't know where you heard all these strange things.

Whether the story about "eating eggs" is true or false is not important.

I mean, you're probably not full yet.

Let's skip the tea and get you a nice meal instead.

"OK.

However, I really don't like using 'Yuanshan' barbecued animals.

It's best to eat the tail of the fish gently and lightly.

"The big wolves live near the canal, where there's plenty of fish. Let's go eat fish tonight."

Do you know any good places?

"Come with me."

Zhen Ciyun smiled gently and led Zhang Gui to walk and chat as they arrived at the entrance of a seven-story restaurant called 'Baixianlou'.

Once inside, I learned that the restaurant's rule was that the higher the floor, the more exquisite the dishes, and naturally, the more "satisfactory" the price.

Zhang Gui asked the servant:

“I am a merchant from the Western Continent, and I only have a waist tag that is equivalent to your status as a ‘traveler’.”

What's the highest floor I can go up?

"Sir, you don't understand the rules of Yuanshan."

"Just walking" is already an official position, and although it only lasts for this lifetime, it is still more prestigious than "commoner".

As long as you have enough money in your purse, you can eat wherever you want.

"Then let's go to the seventh floor, and get the best private room."

"The best private room on the seventh floor costs a thousand gold nuggets..."

"If the seventh floor is only one thousand, do you have the eighth or ninth floor?"

In his previous life, Zhang Gui loved scenes of 'showing off' in front of people, especially beautiful young girls.

He perked up, smiled slightly, and said calmly.

"As expected, he's another 'foolish fish' who's easy to catch girls with his charms."

A thought flashed through the restaurant waiter's mind, and he lightly slapped himself twice.

"It was my fault for being so talkative, it was my fault for being so talkative."

"Distinguished guest, please take a seat."

"Hmm." Zhang Gui nodded, rolling his eyelids, and went up to the seventh floor with Zhen Ciyun, who was suppressing a laugh.

I entered a small but beautifully furnished room.

It has little of the rugged style of the grasslands, but rather the elegant and refined style of the water towns of Dongzhou.

Looking around, I walked to the window and looked down at the brightly lit night view of the most prime area of ​​Daliangdu.

Zhang Gui agreed, saying:
"What an aura of wealth and luxury! Seeing is believing, indeed."

If anyone ever lies to me again, saying that the Yuanshan Grassland is merely "militarily powerful" but ultimately barbaric, I'll spit a bloody smear on their face.

(End of this chapter)