The most important thing in the territory of Qin is the temple.

The abandoned, hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, only a few ascetics, have everything.

But most of them are located in the towns and temples where incense is abundant.

However, each temple is only a sub-temple under the name of the Hanging Temple, and the presiding over the temple is directly arranged by the Hanging Temple.

Officials of the Qin State would often write to His Majesty in this situation, informing him that the behavior of the Hanging Temple was very arrogant. Because the imperial power should be the first power of the Qin State, even if it is the presiding officer in an ordinary temple, the power to arrange should be in the hands of the emperor, not in the hands of the Hanging Temple.

In the past, the Qin State also broke out in the "Buddha Extermination" movement, and the civil and military officials united to wage war against Buddhism in the territory, and this battle even almost shook the foundation of the Qin State.

Later, because Buddhism was really deep-rooted in the Qin State, coupled with the large number of believers, the movements of the army could not escape the eyes of these believers, and their every action would be mastered by the Hanging Temple, and finally countermeasures.

So after six months of war, the "Buddha Extermination" campaign was declared a failure.

Emperor Qin executed sixty-eight officials in one go.

At the same time, the families of these 68 officials, more than 2,000 people combined, were also executed.

The bloody qi in Xianyang City floated for seven days before dissipating.

Ironically, the greatest lifelong dream of these dead officials was to destroy Buddhism.

But after they died, it was the monks of the Hanging Temple who helped them do it.

If these people have knowledge under the spring, they will probably be able to come back to life.

After that, the status of Buddhism in the Qin state could no longer be shaken, and the number of temples was more than double that before the "extermination of Buddhism" campaign.

It even grew to the point that every small village would have a temple of considerable size.

Ling Zhaoyan took Zhou Fei to the door of such a temple.

The two monks at the door had never seen such a strangely shaped carriage.

Carriage carriages should be very heavy.

Because it was obvious at a glance that the carriage was made of stainless steel, it was impossible for such a carriage to be pulled without more than eight horses.

But there were only two horses in the carriage, and both seemed to be wounded.

What's even more strange is that when the carriage rolled over the bluestone slab, it didn't make a sound at all.

Even if there is nothing in the carriage, the weight of the carriage itself will make the wheels make a sound.

Is this car from the underworld? It has no weight?

The monks of the Qin State are very good at fooling, and they are also very good at association, and in a moment they have already equated this car with the underworld.

The biggest enemy of the Garan Temple's propaganda is the Demon Cult, and the biggest opposite of Buddhist teachings is hell.

After all, there is a wise saying.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell. ”

"Stop!" the monk on the left side of the door jumped out first, blocking the carriage, "The temple is a quiet place, and you can't wait to break in." ”

Although the righteousness of these words was awe-inspiring, the monk's heart was a little drumming.

Because the carriage released a strong aura.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a strong bloody gas.

The presence of these two breaths on the same thing is enough to prove a point.

The comers are not good.

Ling Zhaoyan jumped down from the carriage, "I need a lot of medicinal herbs. ”

Straight to the point, without any procrastination.

In such a poor and remote place, the name of the sword idiot can't be spread. And the monk has never seen such a good-looking woman, and a sentence that the master confessed sounded in his mind: "A beautiful woman is a tiger and can eat people." ”

"Ahh ”

Ling Zhaoyan: "?"

Another monk immediately took out two long sticks from behind the door and threw one to his companion, and the two of them held their weapons as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Youkai, leave quickly, or don't blame us for being unkind. The monk said.

Ling Zhaoyan: "...... What a mess, I need medicinal herbs, and besides, I'm not a monster. ”

"Huh. The monk sneered: "You can't fool me, Master said that beautiful women are tigers, and tigers turn into human forms, not monsters?"

Ling Zhaoyan was speechless.

The monks in this temple are not in their normal minds.

What kind of messy thoughts did the host instill in his apprentices all day long?

The movement at the door also attracted the attention of the other monks in the temple, and they rushed out.

Because the temple is not big, the number of monks is not large, and it is estimated that there are more than 20 in total, and all of them are young, and the oldest is estimated to be in his twenties.

Ling Zhaoyan even saw two little novices who were less than five years old, with round heads and chubby faces, which were very cute.

"What for!"

A majestic voice sounded: "Have you done the morning class? I know that I am lazy, so I will go to the morning class immediately." ”

Then I saw an old monk with a fierce but kind look come out.

He saw Ling Zhaoyan.

"I didn't expect the small temple to welcome distinguished guests today. The old monk folded his hands and saluted: "The old man has seen a sword idiot." ”

Ling Zhaoyan was slightly stunned.

She didn't expect the old monk to recognize her.

But it's okay that way, it saves a lot of trouble.

"Ling Zhaoyan has seen the master, my friend is injured and needs a lot of herbs. Ling Zhaoyan said.

The old monk tilted his head, "It's sitting in the carriage, but Mr. Sixth of the Academy?"

Ling Zhaoyan found that this old monk was somewhat magical.

What he saw and heard was clearly two worlds from his apprentice.

"Exactly. Ling Zhaoyan didn't hide it either, because there was no need.

The old monk sighed: "Mr. Six is too seriously injured, and the old man's temple is too small to provide much help. ”

Ling Zhaoyan was a little anxious: "Even a little bit of medicine is fine, my friend...... My life is on the horizon, and I'm really worried that he won't be able to survive the big city. ”

The old monk said, "Then come in first." ”

Ling Zhaoyan thanked him and drove the carriage into the temple.

The monk before came to the old monk's side and whispered, "Master, don't you say that beautiful women are monsters?"

"You're big. The old monk gave the apprentice a burst chestnut: "Go and boil some hot water and send it to the wing." ”

The monk said he was very aggrieved.

Ling Zhaoyan picked Zhou Fei off the carriage, and Zhou Fei was in a coma all the way and had a high fever.

Ling Zhaoyan tried to use his aura to heal him, but he almost caused a catastrophe.

There was an extra cyclone in Zhou Fei's body, and any aura that entered his body would be sucked up.

It can only be said that Zhou Fei still retains a trace of sanity and controlled the cyclone at a critical time, otherwise Ling Zhaoyan is afraid that he will end up with Yongyan.

The old monk glanced at Zhou Fei and said, "Mr. Six...... It's not optimistic. "I want to talk about "The Strongest Waste Material System" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~