10. The world is in turmoil

Yongzhou, which is 6,000 miles away from the Sword Tomb Temple, also has a rare quiet place in the world.

Yongzhou and the middle, Yuan, Tai, Linzhou four states handover, since ancient times by the Qingliu scribes praised as gentle Jiangnan, meaning extremely Qianyuan Lingxiu tactful and the northern land of the martial arts folk style is completely different, the Qianyuan Dynasty in Yongzhou terrain is the widest, the mountains are majestic, the water is beautiful, there are one river, two rivers and three mountains in the state.

The Tsing Yi River starts from Yuanzhou across Yongzhou and rushes into the sea, the waves of the Tiansi River and the Hongcheng River in the state are not only beautiful, in fact, the most famous thing in Yongzhou is not the water, but the mountains and rivers in the state.

There are five famous mountains in the land of Qianyuan, Yongzhou occupies three of them, Hanyang Lushan, Nanyue Shoushan, Taiyue Wudang are all included, among which Taiyue Wudang is the most famous, Wudang is the holy land of Taoism in the world, for thousands of years, I don't know how many true martial artists have gone down the mountain to save people, only in the last five hundred years Wudang has produced three saints of the Yu Shengjing, and the title of the first court of Wudang Taoism is more and more recognized by ordinary people.

On Wudang Mountain, in an extremely simple thatched hut, a yellow paper spirit rune suddenly ignited in front of the real person who was originally meditating with a dust, and the real person's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his hand pinched the yin and yang points of gossip, muttered for a long time, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

"It's still here. ”

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Linzhou, Longyan Temple.

There are seven lecture halls of all sizes behind the main hall, few people come to the lecture hall at the end of the day, except for the sweeping novice in the temple to come and clean up the dead leaves that are mixed with wind and frost, it is basically a quiet place that no one disturbs, the furnishings in the lecture hall are also extremely simple, there are no bells and drums on the podium of the Dharma seat, only a brass bell several zhang wide hanging in the room, the brass bell is full of obscure Sanskrit for interpretation, the bell was built in what year I don't know, it seems that no one has been ringing for many years.

In the lecture hall, the Sanskrit text engraved on the body of the brass bell suddenly lit up, and the brass bell that had been silent for many years buzzed, and the sound of the urn brewed for a while.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

The big bell vibrated violently, three heavy bells rang through the entire Longyan Temple, a group of young monks looked at each other, it was early afternoon, the morning bell had already struck, and the twilight was not in time.

The old monk who was slowly knocking on the wooden fish in the quiet room to teach the Dharma heard the bell ringing, opened his eyes slightly, his old and cloudy eyes were bitter, he sighed slightly, closed his eyes, and the wooden fish in his hand rang again.

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Linzhou, Wende City, too shou yamen.

Taishou Meng Yongye has been muddy for more than ten days, a few days ago he drank late at night, occasionally felt cold, he was a weak scholar, and a county was too shou to have a lot of official duties on weekdays, plus he was in love with wine in the prime day, and he didn't have much time to reach his physique, and he had to drink half a month of bitter decoction medicine to get better if he was contaminated with some problems.

There is really a lot of official affairs backlogged for more than half a month, and there are big and small things, but they are all annoying troubles, Meng Yongye looked at the file of a public case, and his mind was cloudy again, and he sighed to himself, and he didn't drink alcohol in the past few days.

Although this love for wine is not a good thing, especially although these high-ranking scholars and ministers are not at the feet of the Son of Heaven in Zhongzhou, there is no important reason for this drunken mishap to be delayed by himself, I am afraid that he can't afford to bear it, but this Meng Yongye is blessed because of wine.

At the beginning of the imperial capital Taihe City scientific examination, Meng Yongye failed to take the exam for two years, this first year was because of drunkenness and missed the trip, when he arrived in Taihe City, the three astronomical tests had already passed half, and the depressed Meng Yongye was also a tenacious master, persuading himself to come to the ancient precept of peace, gritting his teeth and living in Taihe City, he set up a hexagram stall in the imperial city, and made a living by reading a few books of Yin and Yang Wei when he was a teenager, but it was also a barely making ends meet, saying that it was difficult to survive, and occasionally some poor scholars who scattered silver money also had to scruple about the wine worms in their stomachs, and always went to the wine shop opposite the hexagram stall to secretly drink a few bowls of bad wine, although the taste was worse but it was not wine？

Although it is a tavern, but the boss has a hand in winemaking, the secret salt plum wine is clear and delicious, it is famous in Taihe Nancheng, Meng Yongye has also picked up the bottom of the bowl left by others, smacking and smacking the taste is extremely content, there is a frequent customer in the winery, is a down-and-out middle-aged man, ten days and a half a month to come, the man wears extremely poor and sour, but can drink up to five dollars a bowl of salt plum wine, between a come and go between the poor scholar Meng Yongye and the down-and-out man became friends.

Three years is a long time, but it is also very fast, and it is the day of the spring imperial examination, this time Meng Yongye is in Taihe City, which can be regarded as a building near the water, and he went to the examination room early to wait, how can the three-day scientific examination be better than ordinary days, Meng Yongye is confident, and after going back, he smashed the hexagram stall, took out five large pieces and slapped them on the boss's cabinet, asked for a bowl of salt plum wine in a rough voice, took a sip of wine, tasted the dry taste and said that good wine is his mother's pleasure.

The owner of the wine shop who gets along day and night is also happy for this poor sour scholar, but the good times do not last long, when the list is opened, this Meng Yongye because he forgot to avoid the name of the emperor, the roll of paper is invalid, the poor scholar who was originally full of ambition was struck by lightning, and he was grief-stricken when he drank silently in the wine shop, just in time for the poor sour man to come to the wine shop to drink, the down-and-out Shizi and the man said that he was full of anger in his chest, and said that he cried a few times in the sad place, and the middle-aged man probably did not want to follow the sour scholar who was a woman and got up at the same table and walked out of the wine shop.

Meng Yongye didn't have the heart to stay in Taihe City, packed his bags and prepared to go home, just about to go out, the high-headed horse of the Ministry of Rites arrived, pulling the red silk and beating the gong, this Meng Yongye didn't know which big Buddha in the sky he had moved, and the saint appointed an example, and the stunned Meng Yongye gave himself four or five hot slaps one after another, saying that it was not a dream to blush, but not to be shy, but mainly because of his strength.

When the emperor saw the driver, he secretly glanced at it, and the down-and-out man who had been drinking together for three years was sitting on the side, wearing a pale golden five-clawed dragon python robe, his mother, the five-clawed dragon was a prince, Meng Yongye couldn't help but be frightened when he remembered the words of joking and frolicking with the man when he was drunk.

Later, I hand-picked a Wende County Taishou, and then I learned that the down-and-out man was the ninth prince of the dynasty, the nine princes were extremely lazy and did not love the government, and the nine princes ignored the government It is true, but the weight is extremely heavy, it can be called both civil and military, I heard that the nine princes in the ten heads of Tianxuan who evaluate the martial arts on the rivers and lakes ranked ninth, and it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that the nine princes were the strongest in the Qianyuan Emperor's army, and they were a group of reckless men in the rivers and lakes, who knew that he heard the secret talk of the eunuchs when he was in the capital, and there were no less than five people in the palace who were stronger than the nine princes, but in his Meng Yongye's heart, the nine princes were the first in the world, if it wasn't for the tavern who deliberately found out the test paper after hearing about it, and personally asked the saint for recommendation, only to have his own body of wild goose complement.

Thinking of the refreshing appearance of the Nine Princes when he drank, Meng Yongye felt a lot less tired, and was working hard to write a book to review the case file, and a county government team leader outside the door shouted in front of the Taishou Mansion, out of breath.

"Anhai Mansion urgently reported that the Sword Mound Temple was attacked. ”

When the messenger in front of the door heard this, he hurriedly walked into the back hall, and he didn't care about etiquette and pushed open the door and said: "The old man's sword mound temple was attacked, the relics pagoda in the temple was destroyed, and the Tibetan sword was taken away. ”

Meng Yongye, who had originally reviewed the dossier, shook his hand, the pen in his hand fell in response, and his words were full of panic: "Quickly report to the Linzhou Jiedu Yamen." ”

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Xiongzhou.

Drunken monk Jirong these days is rare to be quiet, a few days ago the disciple brother Chen Changge some body step decision, hey, this kid is really stupid, was trampled on two pairs of shoes to find the way, these days he took out many years ago in Longyan Temple Zhang Dingyi hands coaxing, no, can not be regarded as coaxing, it is the won "Doom Decision" plus many years ago with the spear to listen to the cold together with the "Xiaoyan Gun Dictionary" to the apprentice, only to have a little bit of idle time without anger, Zhang Baiseng's old boy did not say that "Xiaoyan Gun Dictionary" It's too advanced and not suitable, I don't know where to get a copy of "Participation and Record" to practice these days, or it's rare to be idle, the sloppy monk doesn't like to worry about these mundane things in this life, whether it's the debate between Buddhism and Taoism, or the dispute over the ancestral court of the Buddha, what does it have to do with my monk? Grandpa loves to take care of some injustices in this life, loves to drink some wine in the world, and the sloppy monk lying under the Buddha platform turns over and continues to sleep soundly, not thinking about those mundane things.

There is a very dilapidated bell under the Buddha platform of the broken temple, the bell is windless and automatic, and it suddenly sounds, and the old monk Jirong, who was snoring like thunder, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the bell under the Buddha platform with solemn eyes.

In the courtyard, Zhang Baiseng was pointing out some tips for Chen Changge's "Participation in the Record", the old monk with a dignified face stood at the door of the Buddhist hall, and the white-clothed sage Zhang Baiseng noticed the changes in the footsteps of his old friend, and looked back, there was no smile on his face that was originally disapproving of the world, his eyes were full of solemnity, and his brows were furrowed.

Zhang Baiseng walked up to the monk and gave him an inquiring look.

Ji Rong's voice was low, slightly hoarse, and said, "Qingcheng." ”

Zhang Baiseng, who had not changed his face after the collapse of Mount Tai, was shocked and said, "Is there anyone in the world who can take away the Qingcheng Sword in the hands of the Dingyi monk?"

The drunken monk Ji Rong shook his head and said: "Zhang Dingyi is not here, and he went to argue with the monks of the Western Regions." ”

Zhang Baiseng sighed: "Although the Dingyi monk is not there, the tomb monk of Longyan Temple is still there, twenty years ago, before the Xishu Xie Demon got the sword, but after the town spirit realm was light, it was fused with the evil spirit and demonic nature on the sword, but it was too Xuanjing Dacheng, and now he can get the sword in the hands of the tomb monk of Longyan Temple, how terrifying should it be after melting the sword? After 20 years, the magic sword is out again, and the rivers and lakes are a bloody storm."

The drunken monk Ji Rong remembered the catastrophe of the world twenty years ago, his face was bitter, and he pulled out his body on his toes and broke through the air.

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Linzhou, Jianzuka Temple.

With his life to solve the sword's own sword protection, the sword edge trembled, the original red light that was all over the world merged into the man's body, the shriveled muscles gradually plumped, and the face like white paper also had a little blood, tea time, Wu Kui's body that was originally injured by the tomb monk was all healed, hanging in the air, the red mangs beside him were sheng, and there was a faint flash of thunder in the red mangs, and the magic sword Qingcheng was lying quietly in his hand, but his originally long black hair became miserable white, and there was a gloomy blood in his dark eyes.

Wu Kui felt the changes in the Nine Palaces of Qi Sea in his body, and a trace of an evil smile flashed in his red pupils, turning into a streamer of light and flying away from the sky.

The old monk sitting in the back hall of the Sword Mound Temple watched the relics stupa burn into ashes, and watched the sword snatcher shoot away, his eyes were extremely bitter, and he flicked his forehead Yintang acupoint, folded his hands, and committed suicide after chanting Amitabha.

Since then, after 20 years, there have been waves in the rivers and lakes again.

The 700-year-old Qianyuan Dynasty was in turmoil, and the temples and rivers and lakes were full of ups and downs.