Chapter 195 Datang? Shituoling! !
Ma Wanhu smiled bitterly and could feel the killing intent in Shen Lian's words.
"It's okay, the situation in the capital... is very complicated. Even if the true form of the old demon Tuanxiang comes, it will not be able to affect the current situation in the city."
As Ma Wanhu spoke, he motioned to the Yamen to deal with the aftermath. trouble.
His own soul immediately returned to his physical body, and he used his internal power to suppress his injuries. It can be seen that due to the severe injuries suffered during the discussion of the Seven Immortals, his cultivation has declined, and his longevity has also been reduced.
"What's going on in the capital?"
The capital is the name of [Chang'an] by the people of the Tang Dynasty. As the capital that has lasted for 1,300 years, the population of the capital far exceeds imagination.
In Chang'an, the prosperous Tang Dynasty in Shen Lian's previous life, according to research, the permanent population should be about one million.
The capital city of this world has nearly three million people.
It was the commercial, cultural, and political center of the Tang Dynasty.
"The Dongfu forces in the capital are actually more than just the Panhuan Cave. There are twenty or thirty scattered groups, but the Panhuan Cave goes deep into the imperial court."
Ma Wanhu couldn't help coughing, and took out the big medicine tremblingly. swallow.
Shen Lian shook the wine gourd, and half a kilogram of aged medicinal wine fell in front of Ma Wanhu. The medicinal power contained in it was stronger than ordinary fugue medicine.
"Thank you."
Ma Wanhu tasted the medicinal wine, and his almost stagnant organs regained some vitality.
Even though the hidden wounds were hard to recover from, and even the medicine and wine could only suppress him for a moment, Ma Wanhu still showed a bit of relief that the pain had subsided.
“It can be said that the capital of Chang’an itself is a [giant cave].”
“A cave, how could the capital be a cave...”
Shen Lian looked surprised. But it's not too surprising. Chang'an City, with a population of three million, is simply a blessed place in the eyes of demons.
The imperial court’s existing methods alone cannot protect the safety of the capital.
So...
There must be something special about the capital city.
In Shen Lian's memory, he had only heard rumors about the capital from Shen Hansheng, who passed through Chang'an once during his business trip.
According to Shen Hansheng, the bustling capital is intimidating.
The city gate, which is forty to fifty meters long, is like the bloody mouth of a giant beast. The old man hesitated for a long time and did not dare to go in and hang out.
Shen Lian carefully recalled the eighty-one difficulties in Journey to the West, but couldn't find any clues.
"Why is there a cave in the capital? Is it Panhuan Cave that is causing trouble?"
"It has nothing to do with Panhuan Cave. Panhuan Cave was the capital that was settled four hundred years ago. At that time, the capital already had caves. The prototype revealed unspeakable... strange rules. "
Shen Lian originally thought that the cave Ma Wanhu was talking about was Panhuan Cave.
After all, the original Eight Immortals Discussing Taoism caused the White Bone Cave to briefly come to Cangshan Town. There must be similar methods in Panhuan Cave.
But what surprised Shen Lian was that the disaster that caused the capital to turn into a cave could be recounted thousands of years ago.
“It is a helpless move for the imperial court to invite various caves to settle in the capital. Although the capital is currently very stable, no one knows when the caves hidden in it will lose control.”
Now things are changing in the capital. It's becoming more and more mixed.
No way.
If a catastrophe is imminent, various forces may be the only way to check and balance the disaster.
Not right either.
Ma Wanhu glanced at Shen Lian, who looked like a scholar in front of him. Currently, the Tang Dynasty has an extra amulet, hoping that he can become a land god as soon as possible.
The two sat on the top of the city wall, watching the sun rise.
"Young friend Shen, do you mind treating me to a drink?"
"Of course."
Ma Wanhu laughed loudly and took out two broken bowls from somewhere, "Full of them."
"Master Ma, do you know what the caves in the capital are called?"
"I don't know, phew, good wine."
Ma Wanhu did not waste a drop of wine, and then added: "This cave is extremely hidden. The Jinwu Guards have been investigating it for three hundred years, but nothing. No clues.”
“It shouldn’t be possible...”
When Ma Wanhu heard Shen Lian's muttering to himself, he couldn't help but ask: "What's impossible?"
"Junior just thinks it's ridiculous."
Shen Lian didn't give a specific explanation, Ma Wan Hu did not ask further questions.
In fact, Ma Wanhu never informed Shen Lian about the incident of the reincarnated immortal Buddha, and even deliberately blocked the relevant information.
Just because he felt it was not the right time.
The guardian ghosts and gods are obviously concealing their existence, and it may even involve a mysterious and mysterious [cognitive barrier], otherwise Shen Lian would not be able to detect the abnormality for a long time.
Ma Wanhu smiled without saying a word and filled a plate of medicinal wine for Shen Lian.
He is different from us.
We are just a member of all living beings, and we will eventually return to the loess.
As a reincarnated immortal Buddha, he must have some special meaning, perhaps to bring order to chaos, or perhaps to recreate heaven.
Who knows? Although I definitely can't see it, fortunately I am also the leader.
"Master Ma, are there any records in the imperial court about thousands of years ago?"
"Historians have always kept records. The mountains of books are piled up and taken out to dry in the court every year, so they are very well preserved. Complete."
Ma Wanhu patted Shen Lian on the shoulder, "You want to know how the cave appeared? Maybe you can only find out the source of the disaster by asking the land gods from thousands of years ago."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Ma, for clearing up the confusion." Shen Lian stared at the rising sun. As he uncovered part of the truth, he felt that the troubling mystery was becoming more and more intense.
Since the caves in the capital have existed for thousands of years, it means that they must be related to the unparalleled demons from the Eighty-One Dilemma.
Who is the unparalleled monster?
According to the original setting of Journey to the West, the demons are all entrenched outside the Tang Dynasty.
The closer you get to the West, the more and more ferocious the demons become. When they reach the foot of Lingshan Mountain, it can almost only be described as corpses everywhere.
Especially Shituoling, as described in the original work.
【The skeleton is like a mountain, and the bones are like a forest. People's hair became like felt pieces, and their skin and flesh rotted into mud. People's tendons are wrapped around the trees, and their branches are burnt and shining like silver. 】
The sight of Shituoling directly shocked Sun Wukong.
"How could there be a cave in Chang'an?"
"And... Judging from the several caves I have contacted, the location of the caves seems to be in chaos. What happened a thousand years ago?"
A horrifying thought came to Shen Lian's mind.
Wait! ! ! ! !
Is it possible that in the world you live in, you learn from scriptures backwards?
Why are there clues in the cave that imply that the Journey to the West has ended, such as Zhu Bajie’s profession [Jingtan Novice] and the fact that the King of the Daughter Kingdom recognized Tang Monk.
If you read Journey to the West backwards, everything will make sense.
Tang Seng did not disappear at the beginning of his journey to the west, but came from the Tang Dynasty all the way from Lingshan, so he experienced ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships.
“Damn it, why are the scriptures being read upside down?”
Shen Lian felt a headache. Tathagata Buddha needed Tang Monk to go to the Tang Dynasty to help him solve his doubts?
"There is a high probability that the distortion of scriptures is not true. The clues I have obtained so far are too few. It is difficult to figure out the clues based on just a few words."
Ma Wanhu suddenly remembered something and said hesitantly: " I haven’t read any history books, but there is a household [Guan Ping] in Jinwu Guard who often explores the history of thousands of years ago. According to her..."
"In the history books of the Tang Dynasty, one year is inexplicably missing."
"Which year?"
"In the 27th year of Zhenguan, I heard that the history books were gnawed away by rats."
After Shen Lian thought about it several times in his heart, he realized that it was not as simple as a mouse eating a book. In the original work, the Tang monk returned to the Tang Dynasty to study Buddhist scriptures in the 27th year of Zhenguan. The emperor at that time should have been Li Shimin.
“If you take the scriptures upside down, the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan is probably the source of the collapse of the world in Journey to the West.”
"After all...that day, a golden cicada from Lingshan came to Datang."
Ma Wanhu was already a little tipsy and burped.
"Shen Lian, if you have the opportunity to come to the capital, you can talk to Guan Ping for a few words. She seems to be very concerned about the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan and has compiled many relevant records on weekdays."
"Okay, thank you, Lord Ma."
Shen Lian asked hesitantly: "By the way, Lord Ma, in what specific ways does the strangeness manifest itself in the unknown cave in the capital?"
"There are many, many strange things. There are almost no the same ones for thousands of years. Sometimes people will die, and most of the time they just cause chaos among the people."
"But there is only one thing you should pay attention to."
< br>When Ma Wanhu talked about the capital, most of his drunkenness dissipated.
“When you step into the capital city for the first time, no matter how deep your cultivation level is, you will have a strange dream. Remember to forget it immediately after waking up.”
“Don’t you know that even Master Ma doesn’t know the dream? Content?”
"I have not forgotten it completely. I can recall a few things every time I am in the outside world, but as long as I go to the capital, I will erase it in advance."
Dream?
Shen Lian had a lot of thoughts, thinking about what kind of unparalleled monsters were involved in Journey to the West.
Ma Wanhu whispered solemnly, "In the dream, there was a corpse of a white elephant with yellow tusks, hanging upside down in the deep and endless darkness."
His face turned pale, uncontrollably. He retched several times.
Shen Lian was even more horrified.
[Yellow-tusked Old Elephant] is clearly the second of the three demons in Shituoling. At the same time, as the mount of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, his Taoism is extremely profound.
I just mentioned Shituoling, but it actually happened? ! !
Shen Lian's eyelids twitched wildly, the cave hidden in the capital turned out to be Shituoling? How did Shituoling live in peace with three million mortals for thousands of years?
“Don’t worry, in fact, the benefits brought by the unknown cave to the capital outweigh the disadvantages. The towns rarely encounter demon attacks, and the forces from various caves are difficult to completely control the Tang Dynasty.”
Ma Wanhu knew the current situation of Datang very well.
It looks like a rickety single-plank bridge that has been maintained for thousands of years.
As a result, after Shen Lian, the reincarnated immortal Buddha, came into the sight of the Tang Dynasty, he instead attracted a cold treatment from the court, and even some resistance.
Even if he is on the side of Datang, no one can guarantee that once Shen Lian breaks the status quo, what will happen to Datang will be rebirth or destruction.
"Master Ma, help me hand over the magic weapon to Wang Xin and Zhu Yihong."
"I'll take the first step."
Shen Lian does not plan to stay for a long time, and it is only right to improve his strength as soon as possible.
Who knows when there will be thunder in the Tang Dynasty.
"Okay, don't pay too much attention to Panhuan Cave. I will help you suppress it. Sanshen is just an ordinary outer disciple."
"I understand."
Shen Lian nodded slightly and then communicated with the statue thousands of miles away.
The sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform is exposed, the vision is blooming with bright light, and there are mountain people in the city calling the name of the Great Ape Demon-Conquering Heavenly Lord.
Ma Wanhu had a complicated expression as he watched Shen Lian step by step and Shenglian escape out of thin air, his aura spanning two to three thousand miles in the blink of an eye.
“I don’t know whether it’s good or bad, but I hope I can live a few more years.”
(End of this chapter)