Everyone said that the emperor was devoted to Buddhism and was looking for monks, and that was why he did not enter the harem. Only those around Xiao Yan knew that His Majesty had been looking for a monk.
The portrait of the hunchbacked old monk is the Black Armor Guard's deepest secret. Every year, the Black Armor Guard will go to temples in various places to search, but after searching year after year, they still cannot find him. No one has ever seen such a person. Even Xiao Yan is a little skeptical about whether that glimpse is real or fake.
Unable to find that person in the territory of Wei, Xiao Yan turned his attention to several other countries. In just six years, he conquered Beiling and Southern Qi and recovered the western border. Before Xiao Yan's 40th birthday, Wei had become extremely powerful. Everywhere he looked was the king's land, and all the people in the world were his subjects.
It is not surprising to find the heart lamp.
Xiao Yan stood in the quiet room of Lingyun Temple, looking at the place that was exactly the same as in his dream, the wooden fish engraved with Buddhist verses that he had accidentally seen, and the old monk in front of him who looked much "younger" and was wearing the same monk's robe. He felt both surprised and not surprised.
"No wonder I couldn't find you."
The man he was looking for looked like an old man with hunched eyes, but the man in front of him was old but full of energy. Lingyun Temple was the first place they had searched, and the monk Xindeng was also the person Canglang and his friends had focused on looking for. However, after comparing the portraits, they found that the two had no resemblance at all, so they left without any doubt.
After that, Xin Deng went into seclusion on the pretext of visiting Buddha. Although Xiao Yan had come to Lingyun Temple to pray in the name of the emperor, he had never met him. Over the years, he sent people to search the whole world but still couldn't find this person. However, he didn't expect that he was under his nose from beginning to end.
Xiao Yan looked at the standing monk with a calm expression: "You, knowing that I was looking for you, yet you kept yourself in seclusion."
He was clearly not angry, and even his voice was calm, but both Canglang and others who followed him, and the monks of Lingyun Temple who were kneeling outside the quiet room in fear, could feel the murderous intent of the emperor, as if a sword was hanging over their heads, ready to fall at any time.
Xin Deng knew that the emperor before him had already confirmed his identity, and any further explanation would be futile. He clasped his hands together and said, "This is my fault, and has nothing to do with others. I beg Your Majesty to be merciful and not implicate them."
Xiao Yan said indifferently: "Whether I am implicated or not is entirely up to the Master."
Xin Deng's eyebrows jumped: "Your Majesty, you were taught by Emperor Taizu himself, so you must be a benevolent ruler."
Xiao Yan raised his lips, "Emperor Taizu also taught me the way of killing. Besides, I feel that a benevolent emperor is too easy to talk to, which is why people like Master can use their abilities to play with me. If that's the case, I'll be a tyrant. I can't fulfill my long-cherished wish, so how can others live in peace?"
If I'm unhappy, no one will be happy either.
Xin Deng frowned as he listened to Xiao Yan's words, "But everything in this world is determined by fate. Every living being has their own destiny. You've already been involved in karma. Forcing it will be of no use to you."
"No matter the sweetness or the bitterness, I will taste it myself."
Xiao Yan turned the Buddhist beads in his hand. The bloodstains on them had seeped into them over the years, and the beads had become shiny like oil because of his daily playing with them. He had no intention of talking to Xin Deng. He just glanced at the side of him. Canglang picked up his sword and walked directly towards the monks outside the door.
The monks outside were suddenly shocked. Luo Wu knelt on the ground and said anxiously, "Your Majesty, this is a forbidden place for Buddhism. Are you really going to start a massacre?"
"When I don't believe, this place is just a ruin. When I believe, it is a forbidden place."
Xiao Yan chuckled softly, his cold white chin covered by a dark fox fur coat. Although he was nearly forty years old, he still had the sturdy figure of a young man, as if time had been particularly kind to him and had not left too many marks on him.
When he turned sideways to look at the people in the quiet room, his expression was cold and lazy.
"Master Xindeng, tell me, do I believe it or not?"
The monks outside all saw the murderous intent in the emperor's words. Although they didn't know why His Majesty was looking for the Heart Lamp, no one doubted that if the Heart Lamp refused again, they would die on the spot, and even the Lingyun Temple would be razed to the ground under the emperor's wrath.
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