Chapter 218: Heaven's Mandate Records the Changes of the Dao
Hou Xibai heard the conversation between Zhou Yi and Ning Sanren, which made him fan the beauty fan repeatedly.
Brother Zhou is even better at calculating than Yuan Tiangang.
Ning Sanren was indeed waiting, and it seemed that there was really something wrong with his Taoist skills.
Everything was predicted.
In the eyes of Mr. Hou, the Eight Punches of Freehand was perfect, but after hearing what Zhou Yi said and seeing Mr. Ning's expression, it was obvious that he was planning to reread the Nanhua Sutra.
"What are you calculating?"
At the gate of Todai-ji Temple, Taoist Crow looked with a stern face at the short and fat Taoist priest who was counting with his fingers.
"Of course it's about time. Could it be that the Taoist priest can also tell fortunes?"
"What time?"
Taoist Mu switched from his left hand to his right hand, and was extremely devoted: "From the time I went to Yongqiu to now."
"What's the point of calculating all this?"
"You don't understand. Seven or eight years ago, I fought against the Taoist Heavenly Master and was not at a disadvantage."
Taoist Mu spoke with a look of pride and smugness on his face, clearly showing off: "Judging from the performance of the battle, Mr. Ning is still a few steps behind me."
Taoist Crow narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't believe it."
"If you don't believe me, ask yourself."
"No need to ask, just go and give it to me now. I never believe what I hear, I only believe what I see."
After hearing this, Mu Dao Ren's broad, flat face showed an unhappy expression, and he said in a threatening tone:
"Don't ask the Taoist to make you kitchen utensils in the future."
"Don't take it seriously, I was just joking." Taoist Wu Ya was taken advantage of by him and forced a smile while hugging his shoulders. "Who in the world doesn't know about your ability, Taoist Mu? I admire you very much too."
"By the way, when will you make me a soup pot for soaking abalone, scallops and other dried goods?"
Taoist Mu lazily replied, "It would be best to use Tianyu Iron for that. I'll go to the Western Regions when I have time."
The two of them didn't pay attention to Shilong's occasional glances, nor did they care about the monks in Todaiji Temple.
They spoke casually, their eyes fixed on Zhou Yi.
The mentality of these two people is naturally far superior to that of ordinary people, and they mostly just listen to the masters and celebrities in the world.
But Zhou Yi means something completely different to them.
Although people expected him to become the "number one in Taoism" back then, they also knew that that might happen many years later.
It is even possible that Ning Sanren will die simply by relying on his age.
Who would have thought that these “many years later” would pass so quickly.
Taoist Mu first met Zhou Yi earlier than Taoist Wu Ya. It was at the birthday banquet at Cao's residence. He thought that the other party was cheating and came to question him.
Even though he was the one who ran away from the birthday party.
But Mu Dao Ren knew exactly what Zhou Yi's skills were at that time.
So when he looked at today, he couldn't help but count the years and months with his fingers, and he couldn't use both hands.
It’s not that time flies, but that it’s too short!
Imagine if he could go back to the past and someone told him that the young Taoist priest who performed rituals at the birthday banquet and had not yet cultivated his true Qi would far surpass Ning Sanren in seven or eight years and become the new number one in Taoism, he would probably never believe it even if he was beaten to death.
When Mu Dao Ren thought about this, he felt that the light and shadows in front of his eyes were disordered, and his senses were also disordered.
He held his head and shook it.
When he calmed down, he suddenly found that Zhou Yi was looking at him with a smile that was somewhat similar to that of the past.
From his smile, Mu Dao Ren couldn't help but think of the scene in Fule City where Zhou Yi and Shan Xiongxin sang the same tune to coax him into breaking into the Yingyang Mansion camp.
Even though he was emotionally rough, many thoughts surged into his mind.
Taoist Mu tilted his head arrogantly and stopped looking at Zhou Yi.
But Kuozui couldn't help grinning widely.
After listening to Zhou Yi's words, Ning Sanren fell into deep thought, as if he was recalling the Nanhua Sutra.
So when the people from Cihang Jingzhai came over from Yuhe Temple, Ning Sanren never took his eyes off the sunlight shining through the gaps in the woods.
Last night, Liaokong went to look for Zhou Yi and got his reply, "I will come early."
Therefore, Todai-ji Temple made preparations early on.
Zhou Yi and Hou Xibai passed by Yuhe Temple and were naturally noticed by the people from Jingnian Zen Temple.
"Tianshi."
Fan Qinghui stepped forward to greet him. Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and his eyes flew to the saint who was bathing in the morning light behind Fan Qinghui.
Maybe it’s because the master is next to me.
When Shi Feixuan met his gaze, she quickly turned her head away and dared not look at him.
"Master Fanzhai, I wonder why I was invited here?"
Fan Qinghui said frankly:
"I wanted to tell the Master some secrets. They are no longer important now. Master, just treat it as a story."
It was probably what they called "fate", Zhou Yi understood it.
At the temple gate, there was another sound of footsteps.
An old monk with a thin figure and divine light in his eyes stepped out. Behind him were many monks from Todai-ji Temple, who were lined up in two neat rows. The scene was extremely grand.
"The Heavenly Master has arrived, and this humble temple is filled with splendor. The morning breeze outside is laden with dew. Please come in and speak to us."
This old monk is none other than Master Huangshan, who has profound knowledge of Zen.
The nature of Todaiji Temple in Chang'an is similar to that of White Horse Temple in Luoyang. Although it is not as magnificent as White Horse Temple, it is also a place for the royal family to pray and burn incense.
Master Huangshan is an ascetic monk and never receives guests.
But Zhou Yi's identity is special, so after receiving the news last night, the whole temple was preparing.
Fan Qinghui also raised his hand to ask to go. Zhou Yi saw that beside Master Huangshan were Master Jiaxiang and Master Zhihui.
Among the four great holy monks, Master Daoxuan and Venerable Dixin are not present.
The Fourth Patriarch returned to Zen Buddhism and stopped caring about worldly affairs. Venerable Dixin also understood the mundane world and returned to Huayan Buddhism?
Zhou Yi greeted them, and all the Buddhist masters, including Master Jiaxiang, bowed to the Buddha together.
At the temple gate, only Ning Sanren was still leaning on his body and not moving.
This state is quite rare for people who practice martial arts. No one disturbed them. Zhou Yi, Hou Xibai, Mu Dao Ren and others followed Master Huangshan inside.
Along the way, Zhou Yi asked the question that had just arisen in his mind: "Where is Venerable Emperor Xin?"
Master Jiaxiang chanted the Buddha's name: "Well done, well done! He has gone to the Pure Land."
Master Wisdom then explained in detail that after Venerable Emperor Heart entered the mysterious space where the Temple of War God was located, he used his Great Perfection Staff Technique to fight a fierce battle with the fish monster, causing the magic dragon in the underground lake to target him. He was unable to escape in time and was killed by the magic dragon at the foot of the stone steps leading to the Temple of War God.
After a few words of communication, Zhou Yi basically understood the purpose of Buddhism.
Their attitude is similar to that of Liaokong.
However, compared to the Jingnian Zen Temple, the four great monks who have been working hard are much less luxurious in the Sanlun Sect, Huayan Sect and other places where they are located.
Seeing that the world is about to be settled.
Zhou Yi received a signal. Although the Buddhist sect did not say it explicitly, it admitted that it had lost the dispute over the orthodox doctrine.
They will fully abide by the rules of the new dynasty.
Through these few people, we can control the Buddhist temples in the world.
It is undoubtedly beneficial to the stability of the new dynasty.
Zhou Yi has not given up on pursuing the past grudges, but they are no longer in front of him.
Fan Qinghui said she wanted to tell a secret, but perhaps because there were so many people around, she kept silent.
It was still early, so Master Huangshan invited everyone to have vegetarian tea.
During this period, the focus of discussion was on the Temple of War God.
We talked about some topics related to the treasure raft for crossing the world and the insights into martial arts.
In today's martial arts world, this is almost a norm, because the relief of the God of War is a topic with no end and can be explored infinitely.
Regardless of whether one's skills are advanced or shallow, everyone is interested in this.
A few years ago, such martial arts exchange meetings were rare.
Even Shilong and Taoist Crow didn't mind chatting more with the Buddhists about this matter.
Zhou Yi didn't find it new, but it didn't spoil their fun either. His occasional comments on some of his insights would always trigger deep thought.
After breakfast was over, Master Huangshan had fulfilled his duty as a good host.
Fan Qinghui invited Zhou Yi into the inner courtyard.
Zhou Yi originally thought that the master would demonstrate her tea art in person, but unexpectedly, in front of a quiet room in the inner courtyard with a huge ginkgo tree, she stopped to give a few instructions to Shi Feixuan, then said goodbye to Zhou Yi and left.
"Feixuan, is your master selling you out?"
Zhou Yi sat in a room furnished with tea sets, a chess board, and many books, looking at the saint with a smile.
"No, I suggested it."
Shi Feixuan sat across from him, her ethereal voice echoing in the room: "Can you guess what the secret Master mentioned earlier is?"
"What else could it be? It's just the destiny they keep talking about."
"Um."
She responded, but before she could pour the tea, Zhou Yi took the delicate and small porcelain pot engraved with lotus patterns in his hands.
"Tell me, what's going on."
Shi Feixuan saw Zhou Yi pouring water into the cup in front of her. Looking at the clear green tea soup, she slowly said:
"This is Jingzhai's greatest secret, left behind by our founder, Di Ni. The so-called destiny is a prophecy about the future emperor."
"According to the ancestor, when the Central Plains is in chaos, Jingzhai should send its descendants to find the true emperor who can restore order and help them unify the world."
Zhou Yi had expected this.
Shi Feixuan's generation was able to choose Li Shimin early on, Yan Jing'an supported Zhu Yuanzhang, and Qin Mengyao supported Zhu Di.
It is precisely because Dini left behind the so-called "mandate of heaven" that Cihang Jingzhai can always make the right choice.
If this is the case, in today's chaotic world, it is indeed the most correct choice for the two holy places to join forces with the four holy monks to support Erfeng, and they have sufficient reasons to fight.
Firstly, he knew that a golden age was coming, and secondly, he couldn't find anyone stronger than Er Feng, after all, he was the strongest creature of this century.
As for myself, of course I am beyond the scope of prophecy.
"Is it Dini's prophecy, or did she get it from somewhere?"
Shi Feixuan said solemnly:
"According to the letter left by our ancestors, the prophecy about the destined emperor came from the Saibei Pasture."
"Saibei Ranch?"
Zhou Yi looked at her doubtfully, then heard her say, "Have you ever heard of a female teacher?"
Female teacher?
Zhou Yi couldn't remember it for a moment.
Seeing him like this, Shi Feixuan knew he couldn't guess, so she said bluntly, "When the ancestor went to the northern frontier to practice martial arts, she got her letter by chance."
"The female teacher's name is Ji Yanran."
Ji Yanran.
Zhou Yi reacted quickly and looked enlightened. It turned out to be related to Xiang Shaolong. Ji Yanran was his wife.
Xiang Shaolong had practiced Mozi's swordsmanship and had also read the supplement to Mozi's swordsmanship.
He is related to the Mohist school, and the Shengji Sect originated from the Mohist school.
Dini is in love with the first generation of Evil Emperor, so she has a greater chance of getting in touch with secrets.
After some association, I can barely come up with a general idea.
Xiang Shaolong was unreliable and a boaster, so it was highly unlikely that he had left behind a prophecy. But Ji Cainv was adept at planning and extremely calm, so she must have taken note of something she had heard.
Shi Feixuan noticed his strange expression and immediately became curious. She asked tentatively, "Have you heard of her name?"
"Um."
"Have you really heard of it?"
Zhou Yi responded with just four words: "Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming."
Shi Feixuan's beautiful eyes were hazy like the soft moonlight. She looked at Zhou Yi and felt that his eyes were full of mystery.
With his mouth open, vague curiosity turned into surprise.
"See? This is the foundation."
Zhou Yi smiled slightly and handed her the tea.
Shi Feixuan took a sip and didn't ask any further questions, but a look of relief appeared on her face.
"Brother Yi knows all this, so I don't need to explain too much. Cihang Jingzhai didn't deliberately want to be your enemy. This is what Master wanted me to convey to you."
Zhou Yi just listened without replying.
"After the battle of Luoyang, Master and Chanzun Liaokong suffered a huge blow. They even suspected that the prophecy left by the ancestor was wrong."
This suspicion is naturally related to Erfeng.
Because Erfeng understood the true meaning of life, she avoided decades of detours.
"What are your Master's plans now?"
"When the world is pacified, the mountain gate will be closed."
"And you?"
"I?"
Shi Feixuan's elegant and beautiful face was covered with a smile. She pursed her lips and said, "Of course I will also practice in seclusion with Master."
"Okay, then I'll go to your Zhongnan Mountain Gate and settle accounts with Cihang Jingzhai."
Shi Feixuan immediately handed over the tea: "No, calm down."
Zhou Yi placed the porcelain cup in her hand on the table, and with a pull, he pulled the saint's soft body into his arms.
"Feixuan, does your master know about us?"
"Um."
"At that time in Xiji Garden, Master saw me chasing you," Shi Feixuan said in a low voice. "When I returned to Chang'an from Yunshen Little Tower, she came to ask me about it. I confessed everything, including the Heshi Jade."
"Oh? Master Fanzhai is quite good at cultivating her Qi. I didn't see her getting angry with you today."
"After hearing what I said, the master only sighed and did not get angry."
Shi Feixuan frowned slightly: "Maybe she was angry, but since I stayed in Yunshen Little Tower for a few days, her anger has subsided."
"I also mentioned something related to sword training."
"What does Master Fanzhai say?"
"Even if the master were still alive, his martial arts level would not be as high as yours. Master pondered for a long time and finally let me listen to you."
After hearing this, Zhou Yi felt that Fan Qinghui was more rational and less stubborn than he had imagined.
"Since your master has no objection, why go back to Zhongnan? Just stay with me."
Shi Feixuan lowered her eyes and asked, "With all the beautiful women around you, can you still think of Feixuan?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? If I hadn't guessed you would be here, even if I smashed my head, I wouldn't have come to Todaiji Temple today."
Zhou Yi said seriously:
"I was observing your master when he came. If Cihang Jingzhai wants to embarrass you, I will never allow it."
Shi Feixuan's eyes fixed on his face, and she found that he was indeed not joking. She smiled lightly and said softly, "You are so domineering, but my master is not a big villain."
"Feixuan, why did you run out of Yunshen Little Tower that morning?"
Zhou Yi suddenly mentioned this, causing her fair cheeks to blush slightly.
She said with a hint of embarrassment: "Kan Kan was so promiscuous with you, and you didn't stop her, and you still did it to me."
When she thought of the burning hand touching her body, her breathing became rapid and she could no longer speak.
"Actually, I want you to stop her."
When the saint heard this, she looked at him unhappily and didn't believe it at all.
"Do you remember what I told you about the Daotai method?"
"Um."
Shi Feixuan recalled: "You said that at the Three Gorges."
"right."
Zhou Yi said mysteriously: "Come closer and I'll teach you."
Shi Feixuan felt that he was not honest, but she still leaned over to listen. Zhou Yi whispered a few words in her ear, which instantly made her neck red.
The Saint Girl spitted softly and said with a red face: "You are lying. That's not how you train a Dao fetus."
"I'm not lying to you."
Zhou Yi was very serious, and Han Bai and Qin Mengyao did indeed have similar training methods.
"In this way, not only can you cultivate the Daotai Sword Heart, but you can also..."
"Brother Yi, don't talk about this."
She reached out and covered Zhou Yi's mouth.
A hint of pleading appeared on that innocent and holy face, and Zhou Yi swallowed his teasing words. After all, this was Todaiji Temple, and he had to consider her feelings.
Shi Feixuan felt the strength in Zhou Yi's hand weakening, so she raised her head and kissed him lightly on the face. She stood up, composed herself, and handed the tea over again.
Zhou Yizheng brought some water to drink.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside.
The rhythm of the footsteps sounded very familiar. Soon, a white shadow moved in like a ghost.
When Kankan stood still, the tea that Zhou Yi had just drunk fell into her hands.
"The Saint's tea is really delicious."
The little demon girl smiled and took a sip, then looked up at Zhou Yi who was slightly startled: "Brother Yi, come, have a sip too."
After she finished speaking, she held the Saint's tea in her mouth.
With her eyes closed, she made a seductive move towards his mouth, but before her lips touched, she moved away very quickly with a smile.
Zhou Yi naturally didn't get to drink any tea.
"Where's the tea?"
He asked, but Kankan ignored him and just lifted one of his arms and used his sleeve to wipe the few drops of water from the corner of her mouth.
She looked more calm and natural than usual.
Shi Feixuan looked at Wan Wan quietly: "Aren't you going to look for the Queen of Yin?"
"Yes," said Kana, "my master is in this temple right now."
"Brother Yi, Master and the Evil King are here looking for you. Go and take a look. Let me stay here and talk to the Saint."
Zhou Yi stood up upon hearing this and pulled Kankan to sit where he had just sat.
"Talk nicely, don't make a scene."
"Don't worry."
He picked up two cups and filled each of them with half a cup of tea. After exchanging glances with them, he went to look for the Yin Queen and the Evil King.
Zhou Yi originally thought that these two had the same purpose as Ning Sanren and Master Yiqian, and wanted to try a fight with him.
Unexpectedly, they brought a 'surprise'.
"He is?"
Zhou Yi looked at the corpse in the temple and felt a vague sense of familiarity, sure that he had seen it before.
Dongdu's memories suddenly flashed back: "Demon Marshal?"
The Yin Queen and the Evil King were slightly surprised: "It seems that Zhao Deyan owes a lot of debts. Even in this state, the Heavenly Master can still recognize him."
As the Yin Queen spoke, she turned over her dry-looking palm, revealing that the bones of her five fingers were protruding like sharp blades. This was caused by practicing the Eighteen Claws of the Soul Returning.
When Zhou Yi saw him, he thought of Huang An:
"Is it the Great Master or Yang Xuyan?"
The Queen of Yin smiled at the Evil King and said, "His disciple has made great progress. Not only did he kill someone, he also escaped from his hands."
"The masters who fought with you in Dongdu have all gone to the War God Temple this time."
"Zhao Deyan is known for his intelligence, but I didn't expect him to be careless at times. When he was fighting in the temple, he was ambushed by Yang Xuyan. By the time we caught up with him, he was already drained like this. The Great Evil King Shi took action, but failed to capture his own disciple."
He added:
"There was another monk who died at the hands of the Great Venerable."
Zhou Yi thought thoughtfully: "Is that Zhu Faming?"
"That's right."
The Queen's expression became a little serious: "These two have mastered a strange martial art. They have the same method and can absorb other people's strength."
"but."
"It seems that this is the only way they can use. I tried a few moves with the Great Venerable. His power has improved significantly, but he still can't absorb my demonic energy."
It sounds similar to raising Gu.
Zhou Yi couldn't help but look at the Evil King: "You don't know anything about Yang Xuyan's changes?"
Shi Zhixuan fell into deep thought.
He was still dressed like a scholar, looking even more elegant than before.
Even when he heard the Yin Queen's sarcastic remarks, he seemed to be used to it and did not get angry at all.
A person's emotions are connected to the spirit.
No matter how well it is concealed, there will be slight fluctuations, which can definitely not be hidden from Zhou Yi at this moment.
Therefore, the Evil King's condition is more stable than one can imagine.
"When his father was killed years ago, I rescued him and taught him the Way of Heaven-Repairing. Compared to Xiaobai, his personality and talent are more suitable for being my successor."
Shi Zhixuan looked calm:
"The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable, not to mention the hatred for seizing my country? Of course I understand his little thoughts."
"So, I saw some of his tactics, but I didn't interfere. At the time, I was repairing my mental flaws, and I was absolutely certain he couldn't get out of my control. But as Xiaoyan said, I failed this time. I didn't expect him to be able to escape my control."
Seeing that he was calm, Zhou Yi softened his tone:
"After he assassinated Yang Guang, he could no longer be viewed with ordinary eyes."
I vaguely felt that these two people were a nuisance, and I suddenly felt murderous intent in my heart:
"Where are they now, the Li Clan or the Imperial Palace?"
"Neither of them are here."
The Queen shook her head and said, "We have searched several times. It seems that they are hunting Chang Sun Chang, the faceless man, so he is not in the palace."
"How did the Queen know?"
"Yang Xuyan said this when he was getting rid of the Great Evil King Shi. It doesn't sound like a lie. Chang Sunchang was the one who helped Wang Shichong disguise himself. He is Chang Sunsheng's younger brother and the Demon Marshal's uncle."
The Queen of Yin asked, "Why do you think Yang Xuyan said this?"
Zhou Yi didn't need to guess, Shi Zhixuan continued casually:
"That was said to me. I could sense his pride. He had been suppressed for so long, so naturally he wanted to talk to me more."
Zhou Yi was surprised by Shi Zhixuan's calmness: "It seems that the Evil King has gained a lot of insights in the War God Temple."
Shi Zhixuan shook his head:
"Wrong. The War God Atlas is more like a blow to the head. Although I have improved, I know the difficulty of the road ahead. The realm that seems to be right in front of me is actually illusory and difficult to reach in my lifetime."
He fixed his eyes on Zhou Yi:
"After all, only a few people in this world can reach that level."
"If you break the void, don't forget Xiao Qingxuan."
For the first time, he revealed his concern for his daughter through his words, and this time, even the Queen of Yin showed a strange look.
Zhou Yi said sternly, bowing and saying, "Don't worry."
Queen Yin shifted her gaze away from Shi Zhixuan's face and handed him an ancient book with three ancient characters "Heavenly Demon Strategy" written on it.
In addition to the Heavenly Demon Strategy, there is also a secret method written by the Queen of Yin.
This is the method of extracting the essence of relics.
"this"
Zhou Yi is preparing to propose exchanging his life for another.
The Queen of Yin interrupted him and said:
"Back then, Yue Shan and I were married for a day, and we later gave birth to our daughter, Shan Meixian. This is the method of my Yin Gui Sect that emphasizes severing love and ruthlessness. I must find a man I don't love and will never love again, so I chose Yue Shan."
"She's doing well in the Dongming Sect, so I have nothing to worry about."
"Compared to her, Qian'er grew up by my side and is more like my daughter."
"If the Heavenly Master remembers the twenty years of life extension, please give it to Qian'er."
Zhou Yi hadn't expected the Queen to change so drastically: "Why is that? I'll take care of her, Sect Master, don't worry."
The Queen of Yin smiled intoxicatingly: "The Heavenly Master is truly not false."
"However, those twenty years are of little use to me. If I want to break through to the level of the Evil Emperor with the Heavenly Demonic Art, even a hundred years will not be enough."
When she said this, her tone was a little dark.
"There is another piece of news that you will hear soon."
"Prince Yang You of Dai died of illness in Daxing Palace."
Zhou Yi's first reaction was that Xinnaya had poisoned him. Although Li Yuan was good at killing surrendered soldiers, there was no need for him to poison Yang You at this time.
He was thinking, but the Evil Queen of Yin was about to leave.
"Where are you two going?"
The Queen of Yin smiled and said, "For now, I will just stay in Chang'an and watch the fun, to see how the Heavenly Master will deal with the hundreds of thousands of troops from Mobei."
"Okay," Zhou Yi nodded, "This kind of excitement is definitely not to be missed."
"in addition."
Zhou Yi suggested: "Once Jiuzhou is stable, I plan to give a lecture at Ziwei Palace in the Eastern Capital. You two can come and listen. Perhaps you will gain some enlightenment."
His words were full of confidence, which moved even the Evil King and the Queen.
As the most experienced generation in the martial arts world, it would undoubtedly be against Tiangang if a talented younger generation wanted to teach him about martial arts.
But Zhou Yi is too special.
Even after experiencing the trip to the Temple of War God, he couldn't help but be moved at this moment.
Shi Zhixuan smiled elegantly and bowed slightly: "Okay, I will bother you when the time comes."
The same is true for the Queen of Yin.
Zhou Yi also returned the gift to the two of them.
The three of them left the courtyard of Todaiji Temple. Hou Xibai came to greet them. Firstly, he was not as nervous as before, and secondly, he felt that Master Shi had changed. His voice was much more friendly: "Master."
Shi Zhixuan responded softly and patted his shoulder.
"Xiaobai, you are luckier than your brother, so cherish it."
"Yes, Master."
Hou Xibai had never felt such a kind heart from Master Shi, and the unfamiliarity made him feel a little sad.
Although Master Shi had frightened him in the past, all his skills were taught to him by his master.
I heard that some people become "kind in old age".
Master Shi is old, and his heart is also old.
"Amitabha."
Master Jiaxiang clasped his hands together. He was quite moved when he saw Shi Zhixuan. If he were to say who was the most outstanding disciple among his disciples, it would be Shi Zhixuan.
"Shi Zhixuan, you have escaped from the sea of suffering."
Hearing the old monk's voice, Shi Zhixuan half-jokingly said, "Disciple has realized everything."
Master Jiaxing nodded and said, "It seems that the Temple of the God of War is the Buddhist kingdom in your heart. If Daoxin saw you like this, he would definitely be very pleased."
Shi Zhixuan said:
"I will go to the Zen Buddhist temple and ask the master to drink."
Master Huangshan of Todai-ji Temple was about to speak, but stopped at this moment.
After all, monks in Todai-ji Temple are not allowed to violate the precepts and drink alcohol.
At the same time, everyone also noticed the extremely bizarre scene.
The top figures from Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism gathered together, but there was no intention of fighting or killing each other.
This is something I wouldn't even dare to dream of.
Shi Zhixuan and Queen Yin left, and Master Huangshan returned to the meditation room where he usually practiced.
The head monk of the Dharma Hall asked him while he was sitting in meditation:
"Master, why do you think the orthodoxy dispute ended?"
Master Huangshan's eyes were solemn: "The Heavenly Master is above the three great Taoist sects. He is the most special Son of Heaven."
"Will the struggle for orthodoxy ever end?"
"Won't."
Master Huangshan shook his head decisively: "According to past rules, if the Heavenly Master does not shatter and leave, there will be a long period of dormancy. Once this generation leaves, the struggle will begin again."
"but."
Having said this, he suddenly hesitated.
The head monk of Bodhidharma Hall pricked up his ears to listen.
Master Huangshan turned serious and continued, "He has already broken the rules. I don't know what he will do after becoming the Son of Heaven. I can't answer this question right now."
That night, Zhou Yi strolled in Chang'an in the night.
Hou Xibai's admiration for him grew stronger and stronger.
He even thought he was hallucinating.
The Holy Maiden of the Holy Land and the Demonic Maiden of the Demonic Sect actually accompanied Zhou Yi on his journey.
At this moment, the amorous young man was like an apprentice who had just started for one day and met a master who had been with him for sixty years, with endless admiration and humility.
"Brother Zhou, how did you do it?"
"Give me five hundred gold and I'll teach you."
Hou Xibai fanned himself faster: "It's better not to learn."
As they approached the tavern on Suzaku Street, Kanan suddenly suggested, "I heard Shanglinyuan has invited Shang Xiufang to give them music lessons. Why don't we go check it out?"
Shi Feixuan also said: "Ms. Shang is a famous talented woman like Qingxuan, and she likes calligraphy and painting."
The words of the two men sounded like thunder in Hou Xibai's ears.
The Saint and the Demon Girl invite Brother Zhou to Shanglin Garden?!
This..this this
Brother Zhou is a god.
Hou Xibai really wanted to pay to learn it.
"I'll listen to it next time. I'll go find someone tonight."
Zhou Yike doesn't have such a refined idea. It's more interesting to go to the palace to look for talents.
After dark, he headed straight for Daxing Palace.
The defense of the imperial city was useless to the four of them.
Yang You's death caused chaos in the palace, but it was soon settled. After all, Yang You was just a puppet of the Li family and had no substantive role.
He searched the palace several times.
Yang Xuyan, Dazun, and Li Mi, the ghosts of these three people were never found.
Not giving up, he went to the Li family again.
This time, no one was found, but something unusual was discovered.
Outside the Li family, there was a strange corpse, which looked like it had died not long ago.
Zhou Yi didn't know who that person was.
Shi Feixuan recognized him: "It's Yuwen Shang."
The head of the Yuwen clan, father of Yuwen Chengdu and Yuwen Wudi.
Dead!
The Yuwen clan's number one expert was withered all over, his skin drooping on his bones, bloodshot eyes, and a major orifice on his head was pierced, leaving a bloody eye.
The cause of death was the same as Zhao Deyan's.
"Yuwen Shang has a very good relationship with Li Yuan. Li Yuan's control of Chang'an is also due to his support."
"He died here, and the Li family's people didn't notice."
"Judging from the footprints, he must have been killed on his way out."
They discussed in low voices and then went into the Li family residence to ask Li Yuan.
But what was strange was that Li Yuan was not at home in the middle of the night.
Li Shimin was not there either.
Zhou Yi ignored the remaining Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji.
With doubts, he left the Li family mansion.
The next day, Zhou Yi quickly received news that Erfeng had been staying at Chai Shao's house, and the disappeared Li Yuan had returned to Li's house.
Bu Tianzhi from the Jukun Gang personally delivered two messages.
One is that the army is about to arrive in Chang'an, and the other is related to the Xiang family in the city.
"It's strange. Yang Wen is in charge of the Jingzhao League, a major force in Guanzhong. How did he get involved with the Xiang family?"
"You don't know this. Yang Wengan's original name was Xiang Wengan."
"What?" Hou Xibai was shocked.
Zhou Yi said, "Yang Xuyan saw the Xiang family as something that could be exploited, so he teamed up with Yang Wengan. Li Jiancheng didn't know his true intentions and thought he was wholeheartedly supporting him, but in reality, he was just a pawn."
Hou Xibai suddenly realized: "My senior brother is really capable of going to great lengths to avenge his country and restore his country."
"What are you going to do now?"
"Now that the army has arrived, let's take over Chang'an first," Zhou Yi looked towards the north again, "and then deal with Jie Li."
"As for Yang Xuyan and his gang, they will eventually show up."
"Once my troops arrive, no matter how big Chang'an is, they will definitely not be able to hide after a thorough investigation."
Hou Xibai said: "Since this Xiang Wen Gan is useful, I will keep an eye on him."
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Why bother you?"
On Doumen Street on the east side of Chang'an, a pair of eagle eyes were staring at the big man in front.
As the leader of Jingzhao United, Yang Wengang is very capable.
However, the man in black behind him was extremely swift and had great skills in tracking people. Even if he was within a few feet of him, Yang Wengan could not detect him.
…
"Great Khan, urgent news from Chang'an!"
“Give it to me!”
In the Turkic tent, Jie Li did not wait for anyone to report and directly took the information. His face was as gloomy as water. After reading it, he handed it to the Tuli Khan.
After reading it, Tuli read out the contents.
In addition to the movement of the southern army, there was another horrifying incident.
"Fighting the Dragon?!"
In the tent, Emperor Li Gui of Liang, Xue Ju of Western Qin, Liang Shidu, Liu Wuzhou and many other chiefs of the grassland tribes all changed their expressions.
Jie Li snorted coldly: "What is there to be afraid of?"
"Compared to our clan's psychic harrier eagles, the demon dragon is merely a larger beast. You all must understand that the arrow is on the string and must be released!"
He revealed a hint of ruthlessness: "Besides, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"The wall to the west of Chang'an faces us. A huge hole has been opened. Doesn't this open the door to us?!"
Liang Shidu felt guilty: "The Khan is planning to attack directly into the city?"
Jie Li saw their worry, hid his murderous intent, and explained calmly:
"We are placing hundreds of thousands of troops before him, giving him a chance to show compassion and keep his promise. If he is not hypocritical and truly cares about the lives of the people of Chang'an, he should agree to our non-aggression pact.
Then this war won't start, and you can all go home and sleep peacefully with your women."
Upon hearing what Jie Li was thinking, everyone agreed in unison: "Okay! Let's do as the Great Khan says!"
…
(End of this chapter)
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