Chapter 490 Destruction of Shenlong Temple (5k)
After today, there will be no Shenlong Temple in the capital.
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, nodded and said: "I will take care of it."
Xu Zhenguan nodded lightly and said:
"Xuanyin is no longer in the capital. Now, the three great Bodhisattvas in the temple, Prajna are building Taoism, Nagarjuna is dead, and Ghajing has fled to the Western Regions. The remaining strong men should no longer be a threat to you now."
She told him about this matter after making sure that there were no strong enemies who could harm Zhao Duan in Shenlong Temple.
"I know." Zhao Duan said graciously, and suddenly thought of his old acquaintance Bian Ji, wondering if that guy was still there.
"By the way, I'll give you this sword. After you enter the world, you are missing a weapon."
Xu Zhenguan suddenly stopped him and threw to him the simple and square sword passed down from Li Yanfu's family, with a scabbard inlaid with gems and a distinguished history.
Zhao Duan stretched out his right hand, grasped the scabbard in the air, and raised his eyebrows:
"Isn't this thing for warlocks? Can I use it too?"
Xu Zhenguan said with gratitude and explained:
"I have seen it. This sword is interesting. It can be used by both martial arts and martial arts. If a warlock wields the sword and activates it with magic power, he can use one sword to chop multiple enemies at the same time, even if the enemies are not in the same direction. Can retreat the enemy
If it is driven by a warrior's energy, it will be indestructible. I was thinking of finding a sword and weapon for you from the arsenal, but I didn't think this would be suitable for you. ”
So interesting? Now I can summon Pei Niannu to possess me at any time, and I am a martial artist myself. This sword also has two modes... It really matches...
Well, although the Golden Crow Flying Knife is useful, it is not enough for me now, and the Frost Sword has been eliminated... Zhao Duan felt relieved, holding the sheath in his left hand, and holding the handle of the knife in his right hand before pulling it out. !
Amidst the sound of metal friction, the bright blade was half an inch out of its sheath, revealing a dented seal script underneath the handle.
It is the word "town".
It is both a town object and a weapon. Although the name "Zhen Dao" is simple, it is also vivid.
Zhao Duan sheathed the sword and smiled: "Just in time, I'm going to Shenlong Temple to try the sword."
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After leaving the palace, Zhao Duan rode straight to Zhao Yamen.
Running on the familiar streets of the capital city, he felt as if he was in a trance.
It was past noon, but Zhao Duan didn't feel hungry. When he arrived at the familiar Zhao Yamen, he saw teams of soldiers in uniforms returning, escorting a large number of arrested rebels and putting them into Zhao Prison.
"Zhao Duan!" A clear female voice sounded, and the heroic Haitang was smiling and waving to him.
Zhao Duan raised the corners of his mouth, showed a smile, turned over and dismounted, and looked at the oncoming female colleague with a straight face:
"In public, call me Zhao Shaobao."
"Bang." Haitang rolled her eyes, unfazed at all.
As the great-granddaughter of Eunuch Hai, she is one of the few people in the capital who dares to publicly call him by his name.
"I heard what happened in the palace. It's really your style." Haitang suddenly asked seriously: "I... Eunuch Hai and the others, do you know where they are?"
Zhao Duan shook his head and briefly explained how the two parties were separated after Feng Chan.
Haitang nodded, not anxious at all:
"Mo Zhaorong's team probably doesn't know about your return to Beijing yet, but after all, they should be on their way back to Beijing."
She wasn't too worried about Eunuch Hai's safety. First of all, with the combat power enshrined by Eunuch Hai and the entire martial arts hall, it would be difficult to die unless he was intercepted by heavenly beings or went crazy and charged into the battlefield.
Secondly, during this period, Eunuch Hai has been using the Shadow Guard channel to deliver news to the capital.
"By the way, are you looking for the Governor when you come back?" Haitang asked curiously.
Zhao Duan nodded and shook his head: "Your Majesty sent me on an errand. I will come back and call for some help."
"Is that so? The Governor is not at the Yamen right now and has gone to lead people to deal with the remnants of the Li Party. How many people do you need? Our Shuixian Hall has just become free of manpower," Haitang said.
Zhao Duan smiled: "I only have one manpower from Shuixian Hall, I'm afraid it's not enough."
Haitang was stunned for a moment, her face dotted with tear moles was full of surprise:
"The chaos in the city has basically been put down. What other errands can we do that require so many people?"
Zhao Duan smiled and said: "Destroy Shenlong Temple."
Haitang was stunned.
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A moment later, on the streets of the capital, a large group of imperial edicts and government officials rushed straight to the Shenlong Temple with murderous intent and thunderous hooves.
Zhao Duan led the charge, followed by Haitang, Zhang Han, and another Tangkou Inspector.
This time when he went to Shenlong Temple, he brought three people with him, which was an astonishing momentum.
"Are you sure we have enough people? Why don't we wait until the governor comes back? Can we gather all nine halls?" Haitang was on the horse, a little panicked.
Zhao Duan glanced at her with a smile:
"Why, Haizi was not a timid person in the past. Why are you so timid today?"
Haitang stared:
"That's Shenlong Temple! Even if, as you said, Abbot Xuanyin is not here, and those Bodhisattvas are not here either, it's not something that we can destroy. At the very least, we have to take one or two worldly realms with us. ?”
At her level, she does not yet understand the ins and outs of Feng Chan. She only knows that the failure of the empress was due to the intervention of the Shenlong Temple. Now that your majesty has been promoted to heaven, she wants to take revenge.
"Who said there is no world here?" Zhao Duan smiled.
Haitang was stunned, and the other two detectives were also stunned. The three of them had their hearts beating wildly. They had a vague guess, but they couldn't believe it.
During the coup in the palace, Zhao Duan only used his sword to kill Li Yinglong, but other than that, he did not take any other action. At this moment, very few people in Beijing knew that Zhao Duan had passed away.
However, just when the three of them wanted to ask, Zhao Duan reined in his horse, looked ahead, and said in a deep voice:
"For everything that follows, follow my command."
Shenlong Temple has arrived!
Ahead, there is a magnificent and solemn temple building, covering a large area, with red walls and yellow tiles. At a glance, the glazed roof of the Buddhist hall is shining in the sun.
In the past, incense was flourishing in Shenlong Temple. There were countless pilgrims in the temple, and the green smoke of incense candles billowing in the sky almost never disappeared.
But since the imperial court banned Buddhism last year, Shenlong Temple has become deserted.
Now, the door is closed and there is no one nearby.
However, the hoofbeats of Zhao Duan's group still alarmed the temple. Everyone reined up their horses and stopped. Under the tall lintel of the temple, next to the closed temple door, a small door opened, and several monks in monk's robes came out. .
The first one is the "Zhike Hall Master" who receives pilgrims in the temple.
"Amitabha, when will Zhao Shaobao return to Beijing? Why did he come to our Shenlong Temple?"
The middle-aged monk Zhike was uneasy and frightened when he saw the large group of cavalry. He was even more frightened when he saw that the leader was Queen Zhao Yan who had disappeared for several months.
Zhao Duan did not dismount. He reined in the horse with one hand and held the whip in the other. His eyes were slightly narrowed and his voice was soft:
"Oh? You don't know why I'm here? Then you should know what Xuan Yin did."
The middle-aged Zhike monk looked blank:
"Abbot? The abbot has been meditating in the temple. Since the beginning of spring, he has ordered all the monks in the temple to practice meditation behind closed doors. Can Shaobao make it clearer?"
Zhao Duan frowned:
"You don't know? Xuan Yin is no longer in the temple? Then you should know that Longshu and others left, right?"
The master of Zhike Hall became more and more confused:
"The abbot is not in the temple? This... the poor monk doesn't know. As for Nagarjuna and some monks, they did leave the temple a few days ago. Hearing about the unrest outside, they went out of the city to protect some small temples for monks outside..."
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Zhao Duan's face was expressionless. He couldn't see any signs that the hall master was lying, so he probably guessed the reason:
Whether it was the battle of Feng Chan or the assassination of the Emperor of Baihua Village, these were extremely secretive and extremely fatal events.
Presumably only Xuan Yin and a few senior officials in the temple knew and participated.
Although this Zhike monk is in charge of a temple, his status is not high enough. I am afraid that he still does not know what Shenlong Temple is involved in, let alone that a disaster is imminent.
Not only him, but the entire Shenlong Temple, which had been abandoned by Xuan Yin, must also be a group of ignorant middle- and low-level monks.
But...is it important?
"Everyone obeys the order," Zhao Duan ignored this person and said loudly:
"Seal the entire Shenlong Temple immediately, and not a single fly is allowed to fly out!
Your Majesty has decreed that Shenlong Temple has committed rebellion and is an unpardonable crime. From now on, Shenlong Temple will be destroyed and all Buddhist properties will be confiscated. All the monks in the temple will be arrested and imprisoned pending trial. Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed immediately! ”
A large group of people in Jinyi drew their swords and raised their arms high:
"Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed immediately!!"
As he said that, a group of cavalrymen divided into two teams, ran out from behind Zhao Duan, and surrounded the entire Shenlong Temple.
Zhao Duan led the rest of the people and walked straight towards the gate:
"Break the door! Arrest people!"
What? Treason?
The monk Zhike and the other monks felt as if they were struck by five thunders, and wanted to ask something. However, when they saw Zhao Duan and others drawing their swords, their souls were already strong, and they turned around and fled back to the temple.
Zhao Duan was not in a hurry to catch him and ordered Jin Yi to open the door.
Seeing his subordinates struggling, he shook his head, missing Hou Renmeng, a close confidant of Lihuatang who was with Fengchan's team.
"If Lao Hou is here, how can you break the door and be so mother-in-law?"
While sighing, the main gate of Shenlong Temple was suddenly removed, the middle gate opened wide, and Zhao Duan led people into this ancient temple that was nearly a thousand years old.
At this time, the whole temple was in a commotion. One monk ran out, and then was frightened back by the ferocious officers and soldiers. Several monks rushed forward with energy and blood and tried to stop them, but were chopped down by Zhaoya Jinyi with their swords.
"Officers and soldiers broke in!"
"Killing!"
"Go and invite the abbot!"
The monks fled in fear, as if it was the end of the world, not knowing what was going on.
Zhao Duan led the people without haste, pressing forward inch by inch. When everyone passed through the front hall and entered the atrium, a large number of Wuyang Wuyang, monk soldiers wearing dark yellow monk robes and carrying sticks and long knives, rushed out like a tide. .
Stop the officers and soldiers.
"These are the monks from Luohan Hall. They are all highly cultivated. If they really fight, they will inevitably suffer casualties." Haitang frowned.
Shenlong Temple is divided into several halls, and Luohan Hall is responsible for combat power.
"Zhao Duan!? What do you mean? Are you really deceiving me that there is no one in Shenlong Temple?!" Suddenly, there was a roar as thick as a clock.
Zhao Duan, who was standing in the crowd with his hands behind his hands, caught a glimpse of a group of monks in the middle. There was a man with huge ears, a black face, eyes like copper bells, a half-open chest, and an extremely heavy hand with a total of eighteen copper rings hanging on it. The great monk with the Zen staff came out.
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He was extremely tall, and his monk's shoes made a heavy thumping sound when he stepped on the ground.
The angry look on his face now resembles the rumored King Kong's angry eyes.
"First seat!" The other monks seemed to have found a backbone.
Zhang Han, standing next to Zhao Duan, whispered:
"This is the first seat of the Arhat Hall, a worldly realm warrior monk. Although he is not as good as a Bodhisattva, his force is definitely good. If we join forces, it will be difficult for us to resist. Unless the Governor comes..."
Zhao Duan was too lazy to listen anymore and said calmly:
"Where is the defense? Let him speak out. I am too lazy to waste my time with a nameless bastard."
When the leader of the Luohan Hall heard this, his face became even darker. He had been practicing in the temple all year round and rarely went out, so his reputation was not obvious.
But after all, he is the leader of the class. How can a monk in this world be willing to endure it? When he was about to punch the heavy Zen staff hard against the ground, there was a click, and the green brick collapsed, cracking like a spider web, and he said angrily:
"Zhao Du'an! Don't bully others too much! The Great Purity has a grudge against you. If you have the ability to go to him, you only dare to hide behind soldiers and horses and use your power to suppress others. What kind of thing is that? Shenlong Temple is an important place of Buddhism. Quickly Retreat quickly, otherwise don’t blame the Buddha for not giving the court face!”
He was still calm and didn't dare to really take action.
Zhao Duan frowned, as if he was annoyed by the noise, and finally glanced at him, shook his head and said with a smile:
“You don’t even know what happened, and you still say it’s not a trash fish?”
He could see that even if this person was not weak in cultivation, he was probably just a caretaker in the temple, and had no access to the decisions of the top management of Shenlong Temple.
Far inferior to a debate machine.
"However, you have reminded me. It seems that if I don't destroy this bastard like you, I won't be able to scare all the monks in the temple into surrendering. In this case, it's just the right time for you to test the sword."
Zhao Duan changed the subject, smiled softly, raised his right hand, and a man in Jinyi immediately handed over the Zhen Dao he was holding in his hands.
The workmanship of this weapon is extremely exquisite. The scabbard is square and simple, inlaid with precious gems. It is a jewel-like object. It is an exquisite artifact when placed in the study.
Who would have thought that it is also a murder weapon of great origin?
"What are you going to do?" The leader of the Luohan Hall was stunned. He was surprised that Zhao Duan, who was rumored to be a mere god, dared to draw a sword against him.
He changed his expression and said:
"Do you think that with your power, we won't dare to fight back? Are you going to let you slaughter us? You must know that the Clay Bodhisattva also has three points of anger. If you offend me, I will call you with just a Zen stick..."
Zhao Duan held the handle of the knife with his right hand, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes cold:
"Noisy!"
At this moment, the official robe on his body became scarleter, and in a daze, the style seemed to have changed.
The bun was broken, and the black hair was flowing like a waterfall. One of his eyes was still clear, but the other turned into a strange silver color.
Deep in the silver eyes, the wedding sorceress covered in dark gold faceplate opened her eyes indifferently.
The sea of qi roared, and qi and mana were poured into the hilt of the knife at the same time.
A strong sense of danger enveloped everyone's hearts!
The face of the leader of the Luohan Hall changed wildly. He felt the threat of death. He didn't have time to think about it. His thick hands held a Zen staff of hundreds of kilograms in front of him, and the illusory golden bell around him began to condense.
Zhao Duan has already drawn his sword!
"Qiang!"
A flash of sharp sword light illuminated the entire atrium. At this moment, Zhao Duan simultaneously mobilized his own power and that of Pei Niannu to merge into the sword.
Most of his energy within the sea of qi evaporated instantly!
The blade of the Zhen Dao splashed out with dazzling light, and an illusory word "Zhen" appeared vaguely. Then, the majestic light of the knife was like a gap in the sky, flowing down.
"Bang!"
The heavy Zen staff in the hands of the leader of the Arhat Hall let out an overwhelmed cry, and was cut into two pieces by the light of the sword, and the golden bell that was not fully formed also cracked!
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, interspersed with screams. The extraordinarily large Arhat monk was unable to fight back, as if he had been hit head-on by a high-speed locomotive and flew backwards!
There was a "boom" sound as it hit a clock in the pavilion, and blood spurted out. The whole person leaned against the clock, his head tilted, and he passed out. A long vertical knife was opened between his eyebrows, and scarlet blood flowed out like bloody tears. !
"When——"
There was silence in the temple, only the roar of the clock echoed.
Lost? !
The leader of the Luohan Hall in the middle realm of the world was seriously injured and defeated in just one round? !
This result shocked everyone.
Not only the Shenlong Temple, but also the officials in the imperial office were stunned.
Haitang's big bright eyes were widened, her lips were slightly spread, and she stared blankly at Zhao Duan who suddenly drew out the knife.
Zhang Han could hardly hold the seven-foot sword in his hand and almost dropped it. The former Zhaoya Jiutang's most powerful man had eyes blank at this moment, as if he was dreaming.
A knife? Seriously injured the leader of Luohan Hall?
Zhao Duan has advanced to the worldly realm?
No!
Even in an ordinary worldly state, it is absolutely impossible to do this. You must know that the head of Luohan Hall is a middle-class person in the world!
Even if it's a high-quality hit, it won't be so without any suspense, right?
So...could it be that Zhao Duan has reached perfection in this world after not seeing him for several months? Became a master comparable to Senior Brother Qingshan Duanshui Shui?
A group of people in Jinyi in Zhaoya were buzzing and couldn't believe it.
Of course they don't know that Zhao Duan's true cultivation level is only as good as the head of Luohan Hall.
If we take it into consideration again, his cultivation was not gained through real practice, but through dual cultivation in a short period of time, to beat up the emperor, and to encourage the growth of parallel imports... In terms of cultivation, Zhao Duan is not as good as his opponent.
But no matter what, his sword was equivalent to two worldly realms striking at the same time with all their strength. It was combined with this impressive "suppressing sword" collected by Li Yanfu to achieve such power.
As a price, Zhao Duan consumed most of his Qi Hai and was unable to make another such a blow.
"You're just a bastard, you can't even stop me with my sword, and you dare to talk nonsense."
Zhao Duan moved his wrist and pushed the Zhen Dao into the scabbard lightly, and the man in Jinyi held it.
His expression was indifferent, and his eyes scanned the monks in front:
"If you don't want to die, just surrender."
The group of monks fell silent. After a moment, whoever took the lead, the first iron rod was thrown to the ground.
Immediately, one of the monks dropped their weapons and gave up resistance.
They knew very well that even if the whole temple worked hard to fight against these officials, this was the capital, and they would only be defeated in the end.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty." Zhao Duan sneered, handed over the arrest to his men, and turned to look at the trembling Zhike monk in the corner:
"Where is the defense machine?"
The monk Zhike looked pale, shook his head and said:
"No...I don't know...the Master has not appeared for several days. I only know that he was in Jizhao Temple last time and his whereabouts are unknown."
Why did Bian Ji go to the nunnery? Zhao Duan felt moved and casually called Jin Yi:
"Go to the Jizhao Temple opposite to find out the situation."
He was highly suspicious that Bian Ji ran away with Xuan Yin.
Compared to the group of monks in front of him, although Bianji was not a Bodhisattva, he was undoubtedly one of the senior officials of Shenlong Temple, and at least he was also a confidant of Xuanyin.
There is no reason not to take it away.
"You stay here and seize the property and practice materials in the temple. After today, everything in this temple belongs to the imperial court."
Leaving these words behind, Zhao Duan took a step forward, went deep into Shenlong Temple, and reached the deepest part, outside the Buddhist temple where Xuan Yin retreated all year round.
Without hesitation, he pushed the door open, and with a creak, sunlight poured into the empty Buddhist hall from behind him.
There was no one in the spacious and solemn Buddhist hall, and even the incense candles on the altar table had been extinguished for many days.
"It's exactly what Zhenbao said. The old monk has been running away for several days..."
Zhao Duan muttered, walked to the futon in the hall, and kicked the huge wooden fish on the ground. It made a "dong" sound, which didn't look like a treasure.
He raised his head and saw the huge gilded Buddha statue overlooking him.
That is the statue of the God-Blessed One.
The World Honored One looked down at the world with his compassionate eyes. Zhao Duan looked at this huge Buddha statue, whose head almost reached the ceiling of the hall, and felt that he was as small as a particle of dust.
The mind and body are at peace.
I don’t know how long it took, but footsteps came from outside the Buddhist temple, accompanied by Haitang’s call:
"Zhao Duan, there is something going on here, I want you to come and take a look."
(End of chapter)