Chapter 482 Returning to Beijing (asking for double monthly tickets)
In the barren mountains and forests, the moist wind passes through the forest and sweeps up a mist.
Xu Zhenguan was dressed in plain clothes, holding a sword in one hand, slowly falling from the air, and raised his eyes to look warily at the figure walking out of the fog in the forest.
It was a guy who looked like a young warlock. He had an ordinary appearance and was inconspicuous among the crowd.
She had never seen him before, but this young man's expression was very inconsistent with his appearance. It seemed as if he had gone through many years. His eyes seemed compassionate, but were deeply indifferent.
"Amitabha, Your Majesty, who has been destined by destiny, has the opportunity to ascend to the realm of gods and humans. It seems that I made a miscalculation in this case."
The young warlock clasped his hands together and sighed softly.
Xu Zhenguan's eyes glowed golden, and she recognized that the young man in front of her was another incarnation of the "Dharma God". She suddenly chuckled:
"It seems that the body of your 'Dharma God' is extremely damaged."
The young man in front of him has only the Shenzhang realm.
"Abbot? Abbot, save me!"
Nagarjuna, whose lips were bleeding from the ground, propped himself up, looked at the young sorcerer in surprise, and asked for help.
Xuan Yin ignored Nagarjuna and looked at the empress calmly:
"Your Majesty has killed many people today, so please spare others if you can."
It seemed that the Empress was not surprised to "guess" that the Dharma God was his clone.
The empress' fairy-like face was slightly startled, and she actually laughed out of anger:
"Xuanyin, thank you for speaking out. You interfered with the common people, colluded with the eight kings, and showed no mercy when you assassinated me. You set off this military disaster that swept the Yu Kingdom, and how many people were going to die, but you didn't even act like it. See.
I wanted to kill the Bodhisattva of Shenlong Temple, but I came out to stop you. Is this the way of Shenlong Temple? Is this Buddhist practice? ”
Her face was full of indifference and irony.
Xuan Yin looked indifferent and said slowly:
"Originally I had no intention of intervening in the secular world, but because His Majesty banned Buddhism and forced me to do so, I couldn't do it."
"Joke!" Xu Zhenguan sneered, looking down at the bald donkey:
"Didn't the monks say that they don't lie? Why is the dignified Master Xuanyin talking nonsense? Do you really think that I don't know what you are thinking?
You are obsessed with establishing great achievements, and intend to promote the merging of the East and the West, annex the ancestral home of the Western Regions, and become a true Buddha in the world. As the emperor, how can I allow your Buddhist family to become the dominant one in the Yu Kingdom?
No, not just me, no emperor will allow it. ”
"So, no matter whether I ban Buddha or not, you don't want me to be stable. But you won't fully support any vassal king, because what you want is never to change the emperor. What you want is just the royal family, the emperor. Fighting against the feudal king
In this way, no matter who takes the throne in the end, the imperial power will be severely weakened.
But in troubled times, you, Buddhism, can spread faith. In this way, when the chaos is over, the royal family will no longer be able to suppress you, Shenlong Temple... Is this your purpose? ”
"Let me guess, you bald donkey should only promise the eight kings to knock me down, instead of favoring any vassal king.
In this way, the eight kings will try their best to win over you and show their favor to Shenlong Temple, but you will reap the benefits. A good calculation! ”
The empress uttered every sentence.
Every word was like a nail digging into Xuan Yin's dark heart, exposing his plots and calculations.
Xuan Yin fell silent.
After a while, the old monk, who had been in heaven for many years and had been dormant and planning for a long time, sighed softly:
"Your Majesty has a clear mind, I have nothing to say."
He admitted it!
"But... since your Majesty is the emperor, you should know the balance of pros and cons. I have no intention of arguing with your majesty about right and wrong, good and evil. Nagarjuna's practice is not easy, so your majesty can offer a price in exchange for Nagarjuna's life. As long as I can do it, I will do it myself." Don’t refuse.” Xuan Yin’s tone remained calm.
Buy your life?
Xu Zhenguan's eyes flickered and he smiled:
"Is that so? I can spare Nagarjuna's life. As long as the abbot goes to pick up the heads of those rebel kings, I will let him go. How about that?"
Xuan Yin sighed: "Your Majesty, are you unwilling to let me go?"
Xu Zhenguan smiled, shook her head, stopped talking nonsense, pointed her sword at Nagarjuna, and said in an indifferent tone:
"Today, I will kill him. If you want to stay, you can try to rescue him from my sword! I'm afraid, your incarnation doesn't have that ability!"
Xuan Yin was silent for the second time! There was a little bitterness on his face.
Is he capable of saving it? No.
At this moment, his true body was still far away in the capital, being stared at by Zhang Yanyi and unable to move.
The most powerful incarnation, the "Dharma God", was severely damaged in the battle of Fengchan and was almost destroyed.
Now this clone only has the divine seal, which is unable to carry the power of the "celestial being" realm.
If not, why bother negotiating?
"Abbott! Save me! Save me...I have contributed to the temple..."
The old monk Nagarjuna who was vomiting blood was shocked and kept begging. When he saw Xuan Yin was silent, he suddenly turned his head and turned into a ray of Buddha's light, and fled towards the west quickly.
Xu Zhenguan smiled contemptuously, Tai Ah's sword glowed hesitantly.
"Boom!"
The figure of Nagarjuna in the distance was forcibly punched out from the Buddha's light. He held his Zen staff flat with both hands and his face was pale.
At this moment, the Zen staff was almost dented. He stepped back a few steps and suddenly stabbed the Zen staff into the soil, and a divine image descended behind him.
The Dharma entered his body. Nagarjuna had compassionate eyes on his face. He sat cross-legged and meditated, with his hands clasped together. A ray of gold paint between his eyebrows traveled around his body and turned into a golden Buddha.
With this kind of protection, his ability to save his life has greatly increased.
However, the empress of the Yu Kingdom only had one sword and another.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
The large beads on Nagarjuna's chest collapsed one after another. Each bead represented his "life".
When the last prayer bead as big as a fist cracked, a gap opened between his eyebrows, and the golden paint all over his body receded, motionless, his head hung down, and his life was cut off.
The majestic Buddhist Bodhisattva is sitting on the spot!
Xuan Yin was expressionless throughout the whole process and could only watch Nagarjuna die:
"The inheritance of the Martial God is worthy of being famous for its killings. When it comes to attacking, it is unparalleled in the world."
Xu Zhenguan's Wonderful Way:
"How could you be so indifferent like a bald donkey? You saw the tragic death of a fellow disciple, but you didn't feel any sorrow, but you still had the thought to admire."
"Life and death are impermanent. The universe is also in annihilation. What's so sad?" Xuan Yin shook his head and looked at the empress: "Your Majesty is out of danger now, where are you going?"
Xu Zhenguan sneered and said: "Kill the vassal king first, and then destroy Buddhism."
Now, although her dragon energy has been severely damaged, she has stepped into the realm of gods and humans, and she also has the fighting power of gods and humans outside the capital.
The best way is to capture the thief and the king. As long as King Jing and King Mu are killed, the two largest rebel armies will retreat.
Feng Chan's assassination had wiped out the last bit of affection between her and the feudal king.
Xuan Yin shook his head and said: "Your Majesty can't kill him. The reason why Zhang Yanyi agreed to your Majesty and blocked Lao Na's true body was not to serve the royal family, but for the word 'balance'.
Now that His Majesty has stepped into heaven, Zhang Yanyi is proficient in deduction. He must have known at this moment that he will no longer be able to check and balance him. ”
Xu Zhenguan's eyes flashed: "So?"
Xuan Yin said clearly: "If your majesty goes to kill Prince Jing and others, the poor monk will try his best to stop it, so your majesty will fail."
Without Zhang Yanyi to check and balance, Xuan Yin was confident that he could suppress the empress.
In the current situation, Shenlong Temple can no longer turn back and can only try its best to maintain the existence of this troubled world. It is impossible to sit back and watch the empress use her personal force to clean up the mountains and rivers.
And with Buddhist methods, even if the empress secretly assassinates her, she will still be noticed by Xuan Yin in advance - warlocks are always better at this.
As for Zhang Yanyi... As Xuan Yin said, what the Tianshi Mansion wants from the beginning to the end is "balance", so as to maintain the inheritance of the Tianshi for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Suppressing the mysterious seal and preventing the empress, the "Fourth Heavenly Person" from being killed, was for the sake of balance.
But now that the empress has been successfully promoted and the balance has been re-established, the Tianshi Mansion will naturally not fight for the royal family.
"Your true body is in the capital, but I am in Huai River. You have no time to rush to help." Xu Zhenguan said calmly.
Xuan Yin shook his head: "I can't make it in time, but Wu Xiankui can. Although Wu Xiankui has a weird mind, the matter has come to this. Your Majesty, do you think he will let you kill the vassal king?"
After a pause, Xuan Yin said seriously:
"Besides, since the real body of the poor monk is in the capital, Your Majesty doesn't want everyone to break the rules."
Xu Zhenguan's eyes narrowed!
She heard the implication of Xuan Yin's words. Since ancient times, there has been an unwritten agreement between heaven and man, that is, between heaven and man, unless it is special, they are not allowed to take action against the subordinates of the other party.
Just like the supreme elders of two major sects in the world of cultivating immortals, they can fight each other, but they will not massacre the "disciples and disciples" of the opposite sect, because changing families with each other will only hurt both sides and is meaningless.
Of course, there are exceptions, such as Nagarjuna Bodhisattva bringing people to kill the empress. If he is killed in reverse, it is not a bad rule.
Xuan Yin's meaning is very clear. You are going to kill Prince Jing and Prince Mu... I don't say whether Wu Xiankui will stop you, but Xuan Yin, who is far away in the capital, will take action against the people in the court.
Even if they don't take action in the capital, going to Linfendao and killing all the local officials would be an unbearable pain.
This is the "balance" that this world has inherited for thousands of years.
No one dares to completely destroy this balance easily, at least not in public.
Just like this time, when Xuan Yin assassinated the empress, he only targeted the empress and did not help the eight princes to destroy the court officials.
Xu Zhenguan was silent for a moment and said:
"What do you want?"
Xuan Yin said seriously:
"Next, I promise not to interfere in this war. I will also ensure that Wu Xiankui will not end up personally. At the same time, I will persuade Zhang Yanyi to participate in the agreement. Your Majesty can still mobilize troops and generals to quell the war, but you can't do it randomly. They end up fighting for their identities.”
In other words, both heavenly and human warriors promise not to end up in trouble again.
The empress's eyes flickered. She was very clear about the pros and cons of this proposal. The disadvantage was that she could not quickly put down the rebellion with personal force.
The good thing is that once the "balance between heaven and man" is achieved, there is no need to worry about Xuan Yin and Wuxian Kui killing the imperial army.
As for whether Xuan Yin will tear up the agreement, she is not too worried. As long as Zhang Yanyi also participates in the agreement, two against two, a certain "strategic balance" will be achieved.
It's a pity... She lost the best chance to quell the war, but from the moment she learned about the fate of Shenlong Temple and Qingshan, she never had the illusion of killing those uncles by herself.
It is said that in temples, checks and balances are important.
Isn't this huge river and lake, this world, a bigger temple?
"Okay." Xu Zhenguan said, "But I have to charge some interest."
Her beautiful eyes were full of evil, and she sneered:
"Bald Donkey, it is true that you have never broken the rules with your real body, but as a clone of the 'Dharma God', you have repeatedly tried to assassinate Zhao Duan. There must be an explanation for this matter."
Xuanyin was silent, and Gujing Mubo's face finally showed some pain:
“Isn’t today’s explanation enough?”
He was referring to the destruction of Nagarjuna, Tianhai and others.
The empress smiled: "What do you think?"
Xuanyin's heart is bleeding. The more elites Shenlong Temple loses, the farther away it is from the goal of promoting the integration of east and west:
"What does your Majesty want?"
The empress said: "I will return to Beijing later. I don't want to see Shenlong Temple again in Beijing."
Xuan Yin was silent for a long time, clasped his hands together and closed his eyes:
"Amitabha."
Reach an agreement.
Xu Zhenguan turned his wrist lightly, Tai'a's sword glowed, and the sword energy tore the flesh and blood of the "Xuan Yin" in front of him into white bones.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the two corpses on the ground, silently:
"It's time to return to Beijing."
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In the capital, it was also a dark day and the atmosphere was depressing.
Due to the ban on Buddhism, Shenlong Temple was deserted, with no pilgrims or believers coming to worship.
The monks in the temple gathered in twos and threes in the Zen room, meditating and reciting their lessons, or whispering, discussing the news circulating in the capital today about the failure of the empress to be granted Zen status and her whereabouts were unknown, and the vassal kings from all over the country were attacking the capital under the banner of "King Qin". .
And in the Buddhist temple deep inside Shenlong Temple.
The "dong dong" sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped.
Wearing brown monk robes and with wrinkles on his face, the short Abbot Xuan Yin opened his eyes. His cloudy eyes looked at the huge golden Buddha statue of the "World Honored One" in the hall through the incense on the bank.
The World-Honored One looked compassionate, while Xuan Yin looked cold and calm.
He put down the gavel in his hand, and the wooden fish in front of him, which was almost as big as a chair, made no sound.
Xuan Yin slowly sat up from the futon, turned around and shouted softly:
"Debating machine."
No one answered, the defense machine is not available.
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But Xuan Yin's voice seemed to have wings and fly out of the Buddhist temple, without knowing where it was going.
Xuan Yin stepped forward, pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall, and walked down the steps. There was a Buddhist bell in the courtyard, and under the bell was a well.
This was the first well dug and the first bell forged when the Shenlong Temple General Altar was established in the capital.
At that time, the scale of Shenlong Temple was far smaller than it is today. The monks who had fled to Yu State from the Western Regions had nothing to offer and had to beg money day and night to build such a small temple.
Guard this well and feed a group of monks.
Hit this broken bell and recite a scripture.
Unknowingly, there were more and more incense, the monks became richer and richer, and the scale of Shenlong Temple expanded again and again, and even Buddhist temples bloomed everywhere in the Nine Paths and Eighteen Prefectures of Yu State.
At some point, the Buddha statue in the temple was covered with a layer of gold paint.
But the Buddhist bell in the courtyard is still in tatters.
Xuan Yin rolled up his sleeves, held the hemp rope with his dry hands, gently pushed the weight, and started to ring the bell.
"When——"
"When——"
The sound of the bell was not loud and could not even pass through the walls of the Buddhist temple. However, some nearby monks were attracted and gathered in twos and threes in the distance in surprise, as if they had seen a ghost, watching the host ring the bell himself.
Is this a wonder that I haven’t seen in many years?
The monks all over the world were in awe of the god-like mysterious seal on the ground, and they did not dare to approach it at this moment, but clasped their hands from a distance.
Xuanyin struck the bell twelve times, he let go of his hand, took a step, and disappeared into the Shenlong Temple.
……
Deep in the Tianshi Mansion, in the small courtyard.
The big banyan tree swayed gently.
Wearing a black priest's soft robe, Zhang Yan, who is tall and has narrow eyebrows, stands in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, looking in the direction of Shenlong Temple.
Xuanyin suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and the big banyan tree stopped swaying, as if holding its breath and not daring to move.
"Are you leaving?" Zhang Yanyi asked calmly, looking at the old monk indifferently.
Xuan Yin gently said "en" and said:
"I and Your Majesty have agreed that there will be no Shenlong Temple in Beijing from now on."
Zhang Yanyi declined to comment and suddenly said:
"You bald monk surprised me. Although I don't want to admit it, your method of stealing the identity of the leader of the Dharma God Sect did not make me aware of it."
Xuan Yin seemed to have a smile on his face:
"Zhang Tianshi follows the way of heaven and understands everything in the world. I also spent a lot of time to avoid the detection of heaven's secrets."
He was very proud, because with this move, he defeated the Tianshi Mansion once.
There are not many people in the world who can deceive the Heavenly Master, but he is one.
Zhang Yanyi frowned deeply:
"What exactly do you want to do? Just to merge the East and the West? Leave your name in the history of Buddhism and go after the Buddha? No, your intention to cultivate the way of heaven through incarnation is definitely not just like this."
If he stripped off his monk's robes, he would look like an ordinary farmer in the fields. He smiled "hehe" and said:
"Didn't you already guess it?"
Zhang Yanyi said in a deep voice:
"You are not the only one who tried to integrate the Tao of Heaven and the World Honored One to challenge human immortality. Everyone who tried this path in the past failed. Isn't there a lesson learned?"
Xuan Yin shook his head and said with a smile: "You cultivate the way of heaven and follow the trend. I cultivate the World Honored One, but I am different from you."
"Humph," Zhang Yanyi sneered and rolled his sleeves:
"I don't care what path you take, but if you have your mind set on the Heavenly Master's Mansion, I don't mind following the example of my ancestors six hundred years ago and annihilating the Buddha."
Xuan Yin smiled without saying a word and disappeared.
After he left, he witnessed the conversation between the two top celestial beings. The big banyan tree was so frightened that it dared not breathe before it swayed its branches again, and a human face appeared on the crown:
"This monk went north."
north? Zhang Yan's mind suddenly moved, he guessed something, and returned to the house:
“I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin!”
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Jizhao nunnery.
In a Zen room, Princess Yunyang was lying lazily on the couch, with two long white python-like legs exposed to the air.
Her two snowy arms were stretched out at will, and she was only covered by a thin blanket. She grunted in exhaustion and stretched out her hand to feel for nothing.
She opened her eyelids and saw that the window of the meditation room was opened, and Bianji, dressed in white monk robes, was standing quietly in front of the window, looking at the grass and sky outside.
"Mage...what are you thinking about?"
A silly smile appeared on Yunyang's lips, and he sat up with his legs crossed. The thin blanket on his upper body slipped from his shoulders, and he was full of love, but he didn't care at all.
The eldest princess, who has been abstinent for almost a year, is very happy recently. The annoying old Prajna nun is gone, and the niece who ordered her to be grounded is also "gone". There is no one to care about her in the entire nunnery.
Of course, if the empress was still in the capital, someone would have sent the news to the palace long ago.
But... these days, although Yunyang still cannot leave the nunnery, he has learned through the mouths of those little nuns that the entire capital has been uneasy recently.
People are panicked, the atmosphere is depressing, and strong uneasiness is surging from temples to the people.
At this time, who else has the heart to pay attention to her, a disabled princess who is grounded?
If there hadn't been an excuse, she might have brought over some of her concubines whom she hadn't contacted for a long time. Well, that's assuming those cowards didn't get scared out of their wits by Zhao Duan and dared to come.
"Princess, I have to leave." Bianji said softly.
Princess Yunyang's smile was as bright as a flower. She stood up and walked to the window shamelessly:
"Master, are you leaving so soon? It's still early, why not go back to the temple after lunch?"
"I won't go back to the temple." Bianji said, turning his head, with red lips and white teeth, a handsome and charming face that was a little lonely.
"What do you mean? If you don't go back to the temple, where are you going?"
Princess Yunyang finally noticed something was wrong and her expression changed.
Bianji shook his head, without explaining, just said:
"Some people have no choice but to go out to avoid it when they come back."
Leaving behind these vague words, he took steps, opened the door and walked out.
"Master, wait..." Princess Yunyang went to chase her, but when she got to the door, it was still difficult to chase her out. She only shouted anxiously:
"What happened?"
Bian Ji did not answer and disappeared outside the nunnery. Only his last words floated in the wind:
"Princess, don't go out in Jizhao Temple, the capital will be in chaos next."
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Baihua Village, inside a country house.
Zhao Duan sat in the courtyard, next to the square pool where he and Zhenbao bathed, holding his chin in a daze.
Suddenly, there was a low sound of breaking through the air. He raised his head and smiled:
"Your Majesty, are you back?"
In the sky, the empress in white clothes hung the Tai'a sword from her waist, like a ray of rainbow light, falling on the patio, with a sincerely relaxed smile on her face: "Well, I'm back. Did anything unexpected happen while I was out for a while?"
She was referring to whether there were any enemies that slipped through the net. Although the entire Baihua Village had been swept away by her with her spiritual consciousness several times, considering the variable of the Xuan Yin, she was very worried when she rushed back.
Zhao Duan stood up and nodded seriously: "Yes. Tianhai is gone."
"What?" Xu Zhenguan was stunned for a moment, unable to react.
Zhao Duan's tone was serious:
"It was the young monk Tianhai from Shenlong Temple. He tried to break in but was defeated by me. After His Majesty left, I went to touch the body... just to pick up the trophies. As a result, I turned around and found the whole body of Tianhai lying on the ground. Disappeared.”
"He's not dead?" Xu Zhenguan was also stunned.
At that time, she broke out of the house and killed all the standing enemies. However, Tianhai was almost unconscious at the time and lay motionless on the ground, almost dead. Instead, she avoided the Empress's sword attack from the group.
Zhao Duan had a toothache and said:
"He is probably not dead. I suspect that he still has some escape weapon on him, such as a teleportation orb."
Xu Zhenguan also frowned: "I will search again later."
Zhao Duan smiled: "It's not that important. I broke this man's Taoist heart today, and he can't do anything about it. If he can't find it, he can just kill him when he meets him in the future, but..."
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He was a little worried and said:
"It's just that Tianhai should have seen Pei Niannu's existence when he was fighting with me. I'm not sure whether he saw it clearly. I'm just afraid that he will fall into the hands of Prince Jing and expose Lu Yan'er's existence."
Next to Prince Jing, there is a spy princess whom he planted!
The empress frowned after hearing this, thinking it was not a big trouble, but even if Lu Yan'er was really exposed, it would be a loss of a spy.
Although it is a pity, it is not unacceptable.
"I will search again. If I can't find him, I will order the shadow guards to continue searching." Xu Zhenguan said.
Zhao Duan nodded and smiled:
"There is no rush. This person is a disciple of Shenlong Temple after all, and may not be together with Prince Jing. What's more, His Majesty is now promoted to heaven, which is the greatest victory."
Xu Zhenguan also smiled. It was the joy of promotion, but thinking about the current situation of the six vassal kings attacking the capital, he felt a headache:
"I just met Xuan Yin."
ah? Zhao Duan was startled.
(End of chapter)