Nirvana Temple is a thousand-year-old temple.

It is said that in the Reiki era thousands of years ago, the Nirvana Temple was established.

At the beginning, it was a branch of a certain immortal cultivation sect, but after the end of the law era, those immortal cultivators all hung up, and this branch that did not enter the stream survived instead.

And because the Nirvana Temple has a profound Buddhism, in the millennium, this ancient temple has the support of Buddhism martial arts, it has flourished, and now it is the leader of Buddhism in the world.

Nirvana Temple is divided into Zen Buddhism and Martial Sects.

Zen Buddhism promotes Buddhism, and martial arts eliminate demons and defend the way.

Walking on two legs, walking naturally and steadily.

During the Great Chu Dynasty, Nirvana Temple is famous all over the world, and now in the era of the Southern Dynasty, although the soldiers are in chaos, but the ancient temple is still flourishing with incense, there are hundreds of pilgrims every day, so that the temple is really prosperous.

In recent months, however, the prosperity of Nirvana Temple has been somewhat bleak.

Zen Master Yuanwu was injured in the Battle of Jinling, and since returning to Nirvana Temple, he has been in retreat and recuperation, and because of his advanced age, he resigned from the position of national teacher to Zhao Ming, the lord of the country, many times.

Zhao Ming was not allowed.

At the beginning, the Zhao family recruited Zen Master Yuanwu to become the national teacher, and wasted the boss's strength, and now it is definitely impossible for this capable old monk to leave the court.

Things soon changed, though.

Originally, the imperial court, which had been holding on to the Zen master Yuanwu, suddenly approved the resignation of the Zen master more than half a month ago, and within a few days, the news of the appointment of the new national teacher came out.

For a time, the government and the opposition shook.

However, the new national teacher is very low-key.

Although he entered the forbidden palace, he never interfered in the affairs of the court, and it is said that he is a person who has achieved cultivation and has assisted the southern army in Badu.

Zhao Biao's immortal martial arts were also given by this immortal chief.

It can be said that most of the reasons why the Southern Kingdom was able to defeat the Northern Dynasty in the Jinling War were due to the blessing of this immortal.

At least the Southern Imperial Court thinks so.

Today, Zhao Ming, the lord of the country, suddenly came to visit the Nirvana Temple, and there was no communication beforehand, which surprised all the monks, and what was even more surprising was that Zhao Ming did not come alone.

The temple had been emptied by this time, and all pilgrims were invited out of the temple.

The ancient temples are layered on top of each other, and everywhere there are tiger guards guarded by elite soldiers, patrolling everywhere, so that not a single fly can fly in.

And in a courtyard behind the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the young lord of the country was chatting with Zen Master Yuanwu.

Zhao Ming, this is a young man in his twenties.

is Zhao Hu's only son.

He looks good, wearing a purple robe, not dressed as a lord of the country, and not so majestic.

A pair of eyes are not big, but they also have fine light, thanks to Zhao Hu and Zhao Biao's careful cultivation, this young lord's every move has rules.

His face was ruddy, his body was straight, and he obviously showed no signs of being hollowed out by wine at a young age.

Of course, as the lord of the country, dealing with national affairs, there is always a trace of fatigue on his face.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, this is not just talk.

"Master Yuanwu, I came here alone, I was out of luck, but I caused trouble to the master."

Zhao Mingpan sat on the futon and said to the old monk Yuanwu very politely.

In front of the Yuanwu monk, he held a disciple salute.

For the lord of the country, although this gesture does not necessarily mean sincere respect, it also shows that the old monk Yuanwu still has some weight in the minds of the Zhao family.

"The lord of the country sits in the world, and wherever he wants, he will go wherever he wants, just like walking at home, why should he be so polite to a borrower like an old monk?"

The monk Yuanwu turned the Buddha beads, and the witty words were full of beads, and the drip of water to deal with was not leaky.

He looked the same as he had been in the Quarry Rock camp before.

It is as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

But at this time, he was also smiling, with two long eyebrows hanging low on his cheeks, and his kind eyebrows did not have the slightest unhappiness of being disturbed.

He said to Zhao Ming:

"The spirit of the lord of the country is better than the last time the old monk met him, and it is really a great fortune for the country."

"Well, according to the master's instructions, Lone has to take time out every day to concentrate and recuperate."

Zhao Ming played with the jade wrench in his hand, smiled, and said to Monk Yuanwu:

"I have to listen to the master's Dharma, and I can naturally solve the delusions in my heart, but unfortunately, the unclear direction of the king of Huainan makes the lonely heart sad.

When I came today, I asked the master to go to the palace and recite the Dizang Sutra several times for the king of Huainan to comfort the lonely heart. ”

"What the lord of the country says, there is nothing to do."

The old monk Yuanwu nodded, and he said:

"The old monk is going to prepare."

"The master is not busy."

Sitting next to Zhao Ming, wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with a warm complexion, and a dusty hand, the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly spoke:

"Poor Dao came with the lord of the country, and there are a few things I want to ask Master Yuanwu."

"Huh?"

The Buddha bead in the old monk's hand turned one, his very clear eyes, looking at the Taoist priest in front of him, he said:

"This should be the person from the Xianmen who rescued the King of Huainan?"

"Poor Dao Dongling."

Seeing Yuanwu asking, Dong Lingjun did not hide it, put a wave of dust, and clearly reported himself to his home.

He made a mockery of the monk Yuanwu, and then asked:

"The poor road comes from Penglai in the East China Sea, and he does not want to seek the position of national teacher, and he has no desire for worldly wealth.

It's just that the poor road responded to the request of the king of Huainan that day, and he has been infected with cause and effect, and this time he came to Lin'an, which is to repay this cause and effect.

Protecting the prosperity of the southern country is what the deceased wants.

When the world is stable, the poor road will leave the red dust and continue to cultivate.

The lord of the country is gifted and intelligent, and he is a blessed man, and he has been talking with the lord of the country for a few days, and he has learned that the lord of the country has always had a knot in his heart.

This time, I came to Nirvana Temple with the lord of the country, and I wanted to discuss with Master Yuanwu. ”

Dong Lingjun's face was solemn, his long gray hair was tied into a bun, and there was a yin and yang hosta to tie his hair, holding a whisk in his hand, and his eyes were clear.

Just looking at the appearance, it is really worthy of the four words of fairy wind bones.

He's not boasting about himself either.

People like him really don't have any pursuit of glory and wealth.

Hearing Dong Lingjun's words, the old monk sighed, he lowered his head, turned the Buddha beads, and did not speak to Dong Lingjun, but whispered to Zhao Ming:

"The knot in the heart of the lord of the country has not been untied yet?"

"It's hard to let go."

Zhao Ming also sighed, put his hands on his knees, and said to Monk Yuanwu:

"The astrological sign of the wolf rushing to the sky that day made the lonely heart uneasy, Qin Tianjian's interpretation was a big murderer, and the lonely envoy went to the Jade Emperor Palace, and the interpretation he got was still not auspicious.

Lone once asked the master, and the master said that he was not proficient in the stars, and Lone was not reluctant, and the Dongling Master came here to reinterpret it for Lone, and even my heart.

So he came to ask the master to demonstrate in order to stabilize the country.

Lonely, please master, don't shirk. ”

The words of the lord of the country have all been said about this, Rao is a monk of Yuanwu, and he doesn't like the words of these stars, ghosts and gods, so he can only nod his head.

The old monk looked at the Dongling National Master with a warm face and said:

"The wolf rushes to the que, and the arc and arrow stretch the bow, and the invasion of the main Beikou is a foregone conclusion.

It is too white to pass through the sky, and the day appears.

The light of the head all night is a sign of dragon battles and seven killings.

It indicates that the world is in chaos and rivers of blood are flowing.

As for Ziwei's obscurity, it is the rotation of Ziwei Star, and the Zhongtian North Pole is about to change hands.

Although the poor monk is not good at astrology, the poor monk has also seen the criticism of the Ziwei Taoist of the Jade Palace, and the poor monk has also seen the battle of Jinling.

These astrological prophecies seem to be in line with each other. ”

The old monk pronounced the Buddha's name and said:

"I don't know what the national teacher has to interpret this astrological sign?"

"The criticism of Daoist Ziwei is deep in the way of the stars, and the poor Dao cannot refute it."

Dong Lingjun waved the dust, and he said in a calm tone:

"The wolf rushes to the que, and the sky is too white, they are all signs of great evil, and the poor road can't tempt the lord of the country with his clever tongue, let alone talk nonsense.

But in the view of the poor road, the battle of the world and the national fortune of the southern country have no signs of being extremely Tai.

The wolf is like a green dragon, too white like a white tiger, the sign of the stars, it is the dragon and the tiger together, the good and the bad are all unpredictable, and it is uncertain with purple and faint.

However, if the dynasty survives this catastrophe and the negative hexagram becomes a Thai hexagram, then the purple micro star will shine brightly, illuminating the sky.

Not only the Jiangshan Sheji is saved, but the common people are saved.

The southern kingdom takes the world, and the whole Chu legacy is expected.

Master, do you think what the poor Dao said is right? ”

"The national teacher is reasonable."

Monk Yuanwu nodded noncommittally, this image is already complicated, and the same astrological sign explains different truths, and it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong.

Entangled in the flowery explanations on paper, there is no point.

However, the old monk's mind was clever, and he immediately grasped the point.

He said:

"No, it is the best reason in the world, and my Buddhist family also has the saying of cause and effect, if you can survive the calamity, you will have good luck.

It's just that the poor monk wants to ask, the national teacher may help the national dynasty survive the disaster? ”

"Yes!"

Dong Lingjun did not hesitate and replied softly.

It made the Yuanwu monk widen his eyes, and the Taoist priest in front of him was really bold.

This person's breath is also obscure, such a close distance, the whole body qi does not miss a piece, but the old monk can feel that the person's thoughts are falling on him.

This is clearly the master of the heavenly list.

In terms of martial arts alone, I am afraid that it is better than the Yuanwu monk and is also among the best.

But if the aura does not exist today, even if there is really a fairy family's wonderful law, it can't be used, and the monk of Yuanwu really doesn't know, this Taoist priest said that he can save the world, where does the confidence come from?

Isn't it, a liar?

"The master listens to the poor man."

Probably seeing the old monk's suspicions, Dong Lingjun chuckled lightly and said:

"The faith of the poor way comes from two places."

"First, the Penglai Immortal Family's military skills, a hundred battles are easy to decide, and they can train a strong army in the world for the dynasty, which the master has seen with his own eyes in Jinling."

"Second, the poor Dao hopes for the method of qi, and the dragon qi in Lin'an City collapsed, all because of the fire in the forbidden palace more than 20 years ago, which damaged the leylines.

There is a remedy for the poor road, but there is nothing to absorb the dragon qi and suppress the national fortune in his hands.

Poor Dao has already discussed this matter with the lord of the country, just as Da Chu has suppressed the national fortune for more than 300 years with the shaking light of the seven stars, once the dragon qi in this Lin'an city recovers, there will also be such treasures to suppress here. ”

Dong Lingjun looked at the old monk, he stood up and said in a deep voice:

"I hope that the master will make a living in the world, and he will not hesitate to help the country!"

Having said this, in the heart of the monk Yuanwu, everything is already clear.

Today, Zhao Ming and Dongling Guoshi came with a big drive, and it turned out that they were coming to the Buddhist soldiers in the Nirvana Temple, the Zen staff and the dragon.

In the dragon Buddha staff, there is indeed a remnant of the dragon soul spirit.

Falling into the hands of people with real skills, it is not a fantasy to use the dragon rhyme to attract each other, and then with the help of the formation left by Da Chu, to regather the scattered dragon qi.

And this matter of national fortune, mysterious and mysterious, Rao is monk Yuanwu has the heart to refuse, but seeing that Dong Lingjun brought out the things of the Great Chu Zhenguo, and the seven stars shook the light, he had no way to refute.

In the Great Chu Dynasty, there were indeed seven stars shaking light to suppress the national fortune.

The old monk lived for a long time, and when Da Chu was in his heyday, he also saw the murderous knife with his own eyes.

The dragon and the seven stars are the same level of the world's blades, it stands to reason that what the seven stars can do with the light, the dragon can do the same.

Although, the old monk Yuanwu did not think that the national fortune of the Great Chu Dynasty could last for more than 300 years, just because of the seven stars shaking the light to suppress the national fortune.

"The old monk has the heart to help the country, but the dragon is a legacy of the ancestors, not the private property of the old monk."

It is related to the foundation of the inheritance of Nirvana Temple, and no matter how clear the old monk's mind is, he can't ignore it.

He stood up, about to refuse.

But before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Ming's side and handed over a scroll of jade scroll edict, and the eyes of the young lord were full of prayers.

The old monk took the edict, just glanced at it, and the Buddha beads in his hand rotated, and then stopped.

"If the master helps, the country will immediately announce it to the world!"

Dong Lingjun said in a deep voice:

"From now on, in the southern country, only the Dharma is respected, and the whole country is willing to follow the master to establish a human Buddha country."

"This..."

The eyes of the old monk of Yuanwu condensed, and he looked at Dong Lingjun, who waved the dust and said softly:

"Poor Dao is not a person who takes advantage of the wealth, nor is it a condition for the great prosperity of Buddhism to blackmail the master to hand over the dragon.

Poor Dao and the Lord of the Kingdom just asked the master to take the dragon to the Forbidden Palace Taihe Hall to stop the Lin'an dragon qi from continuing to escape. When the dragon's energy is exhausted, the master can leave at any time. ”

The young lord wanted to speak out again, but was stopped by Dong Lingjun.

This long and gentle word said to the lord of the kingdom:

"Your Majesty, what we are asking for today is also a matter of great importance to Master Yuanwu and the Nirvana Temple, and we cannot force the Master to make a decision immediately.

It is better to escort His Majesty back to the palace first, and give Master Yuanwu enough time to think about the seriousness. ”

"Well, that's fine.

This dragon staff is the foundation of the Nirvana Temple, national affairs are important, but it is related to inheritance, and it is also an important matter. ”

Zhao Ming stood up and said a few words to the old monk.

Under the escort of Dong Lingjun, he left the courtyard, and in the middle of the Tiger Benwei Gongwei, got into a black carriage and marched to the outside of the Nirvana Temple.

After the lord left, not long after, a mustard monk wearing a gray cloth monk's robe came from outside the courtyard and brought a decoction to the master to dispel cold poison.

But when I entered the courtyard, I found that the master had not recuperated.

The old monk stood under the big tree in the courtyard, his back to the far door, and the waist pole was more rickety than before.

"Master, you..."

The mustard monk stepped forward to ask, but was interrupted by the old monk waving his hand.

The old monk Yuanwu sighed, handed the jade shaft edict in his hand, handed it to his disciple, and said:

"Go and gather the seven elders of the Zen Sect and the Martial Sect in the temple, and the old monk has something important to discuss with them."

The mustard monk glanced at the edict, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he turned around and flew out of the courtyard.

Seeing the disciple leave, the old monk Yuanwu put his hands behind his back and looked at the direction of the forbidden palace, his clear eyes also became a little cloudy at this time.

"The national fortune of the Southern Dynasty is about to be astigmatized, where is the old monk to suppress it?"

"Don't ask the common people, just ask the ghosts and gods, Zhao Biao is dead, Zhao Lian went to Qilu again, in Lin'an City, it is really a group of demons dancing."

"Alas, Amitabha, the old monk has the heart to drain the yellow spring, helpless, the evil is in the world."

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"Do you recognize that national teacher?"

Outside the Nirvana Temple, Hua Qing and Liu Zhuoran quietly fell from the high wall and blended into the crowd.

He looked at Liu Zhuoran, who was holding the long sword tightly beside him, and then looked at the carriage behind him that left the Nirvana Temple under the escort of the Tiger Ben Guard.

He whispered to the people around him:

"Have you seen him?"

"That's it, Dong Lingjun!"

Liu Zhuoran's tone was not calm, and it contained unspeakable pain.

"Your master?"

Hua Qing said in surprise:

"Didn't you say that he had a quiet temperament and never entered the world? Why did you come to the Southern Dynasty to be a national teacher? ”

"That's Dong Lingjun, but it's not my master."

Liu Zhuoran shook his head, looked at the departing carriage behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"Same face, exactly the same. But the movements, demeanor, and temperament are all like another person, as if another soul has been put into the skin. ”

"I see."

Hua Qing always has a smiling expression, which will also be cold.

He closed the folding fan and said decisively to Liu Zhuoran:

"Lin'an can't stay, leave immediately!"