Zhang Zhengxuan is a warm-hearted person, he hates Qin Yi to the core, so he wants to take advantage of this to step on death, no matter how big or small, he can't think about it for Xuankong, for fear that there will be a basket and miss the God-given opportunity to kill Qin Yi.

"Abbot, I have heard for a long time that the relics are the embodiment of the Buddhist cultivation of the monks throughout their lives, containing the supreme aura, and ordinary people can take it to create it, and the cultivation has increased greatly, I don't know if it is true or false."

Zhang Zhengxuan thought for a while and asked.

Xuankong snorted, folded his hands, and without saying a word, eagle eyes peeked at Zhang Zhengxuan, his eyes flashed, as if he was thinking.

Although he is a monk, he has a bad stomach, and from thinking of various ways to make money, he can know that the city is extremely deep and cunning.

"It's not a secret, the relics are holy relics, and no one can distinguish them under the divine refining, otherwise wouldn't the gang of thieves in the Shenlong Temple have already taken possession of them?"

"The poor monk also wants to bring it back and let the monks in the temple refer to it."

"Brother Zhang Dao, don't you know?"

Xuankong changed his words and asked with a smile.

"I don't know, the poor way is afraid that the Qin thief will get the real thing, turn around and make a great achievement, and kill the abbot back to the horse gun." Zhang Zhengxuan was thoughtful and said loudly.

"I have a fixed number in my heart, Brother Dao, please rest, tomorrow night to see how the poor monk gets rid of thieves for the world."

Xuankong was quite disappointed, and he had no interest in chatting more, so he ordered the eviction of customers.

Zhang Zhengxuan brought the news, but it added a piece of heart to Xuankong.

That is whether the relics that Xuan Zhi gave him at the beginning are genuine!

Thinking about it carefully, he didn't feel sleepy at all in the second half of the night.

Sitting up from the meditation couch, he carefully took out the treasure box from the dark, took out the relics inside, and observed it back and forth.

The relics are indifferent, like a sinking stone!

He tried to enter with the supreme Dharma of Nanlin Temple, but there was still no movement!

Could it be that Xuanzhi gave him a fake relic, and the real relic was hidden by this guy.

Or did he not get the relics at all, but were fooled and wanted to use them as a pretentious?

The more you think about it, the more chaotic it becomes!

He worshiped with Xuanzhi under the door of the previous abbot, and on cultivation he was above Xuanzhi, but on the popularity of Nanlin Temple, Xuanzhi was far above him.

After Xuankong ascended to the throne, Xuanzhi didn't even have a hall elder, and it was definitely impossible to say that there were no complaints.

Originally, it was a chore to enter Nanyun this time and do the plunder, so Xuankong sent Xuanzhi to wade into troubled waters.

But he never thought that Xuan Zhi had really caught a big fish by mistake, but he had fallen behind!

If Xuan Zhi stumbled on him at this time and secretly communicated with Qin Hou, he would definitely fall into great trouble.

Stay until early in the morning.

Before the monks had eaten their fast, Xuankong summoned Xuansen to the tent.

"Senior Brother Xuan Sen, how is the situation on Xuan Zhi's side?" Xuankong asked quietly.

"Abbot, it's ridiculous, Senior Brother Xuanzhi is doing Fengyue here, and now everyone knows about it, but I'm afraid of insulting Nanlin's reputation, so I've been suppressing it."

Xuan Sen shook his head, laughed sarcastically, and recited the Buddha's name.

Bodhidharma Hall was personally in control of the hall before Xuankong was promoted to abbot, and Xuansen was also promoted by him, and he was his absolute confidant, and he was the most trusted by Xuankong.

"Woman? Brother Xuanzhi has always had profound Buddhism, and the six roots have been purified, where is the woman? Xuankong's heart tightened.

"It is said that it was a woman who was rescued in the river a few days ago, and Senior Brother Xuanzhi has not left an inch to chant and pray for blessings in the past few days, and has also given his own big pill."

"We have a disciple who reported that the two of them have been chatting with candles all night for three days, and they are inseparable."

"I've also seen that woman, she looks as enchanting as a fox, and Senior Brother Xuanzhi is afraid that it will be difficult to escape the dust."

Xuan Sen said with a smile.

"Senior brother, didn't you think this woman came too coincidentally?"

Xuankong asked coldly.

Xuan Sen trembled, fear suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he shouted in panic: "Oops, I forgot to report to the abbot, the woman is gone, and it is likely that she left the barracks last night." ”

"Not good, relics!"

"Let's go, follow me to see Xuanzhi!"

Xuankong was furious and hurried to Xuanzhi's camp.

Xuan Zhi sat cross-legged, knocking on the wooden fish, reciting the Heart Sutra in his mouth, and his clear voice had a sense of peace and tranquility, which made people feel calm.

Xuan Zhi is in his early fifties, his face is white and beardless, and his appearance is not outstanding, but his wise and vicissitudes of life eyes are full of the true meaning of Buddhism!

"Senior brother, you are so interested, you don't accompany the beauty, but you recite the Heart Sutra."

Xuankong entered the big tent, sat down on the top, and snorted coldly.

"Senior Brother Abbot, Buddhism is profound, and I know that Miao words are like the wind, and they pass by with you, so why take them seriously." Xuan Zhi put down the wooden fish, opened his eyes and said slowly.

"Xuanzhi, what about the woman?" Xuan Sen asked loudly.

"Gone." Xuan Zhi said calmly.

"Confused, that woman is likely to be Qin Hou's spy, how can you let her go?" Xuan Sen shook his hand and sighed.

"Amitabha, she comes and goes, what does it have to do with me?" Xuan Zhi said in ten words.

"Why? Where are the relics? Xuankong approached, and Sen Ran asked.

"The relics have been taken away by her, it is just a fake relic, and it is useless for her to take it." Xuan Zhi said calmly.

"Fake relics?"

"Whether it's true or not, it's all your words! At this juncture, you dare to be private and confused by women! ”

"Someone's coming, detain Xuanzhi! Do not meet or talk to anyone. ”

Xuankong was annoyed and angry.

He became more and more suspicious that what Xuan Zhi gave him was a fake relic, and the real relic had been given to Qin Hou by a female spy.

"Senior brother, why mistaken the innocence of the poor monk, Xuanzhi is from Nanlin Temple, at this moment of life and death, how can he take relics for children's play? I want Xiaomei to take away the relics, just to divide the internal relationship of the Marquis of Qin, how can it be called fornication? Xuan Zhi frowned and argued.

"Xiaomei, the junior brother is very affectionate, you lonely men and widows stay together for three days and three nights, you won't tell me that you have been talking to a beautiful girl about Buddhist scriptures for three days, right?"

Xuan Sen snorted, played with the Buddha beads on his chest, walked around Xuan Zhi, and asked with a sneer.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is just treating and explaining for her, how can he be affectionate, senior brother don't want to spray blood and mouth, so as to hurt the purity of Buddhism."

Xuan Zhi was shocked and argued helplessly.

"Enough, keep pretending, see how long you pretend!"

Xuankong sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a warrior monk immediately stepped forward and detained Xuanzhi.

"It's really sad, if my senior brother doesn't believe me, I will lose this battle!"

Xuan Zhi smiled bitterly.

After Xuanzhi was escorted down, Xuansen asked nervously, "Abbot, do you suspect that Xuanzhi has dropped the relics?" ”

"It's too early to tell, we'll know tonight."

"Even if Qin Hou gets the true relic, even I can't crack it, let alone him."

"He's going to lose tonight, no matter what."

Xuankong smiled coldly, raised the relics in his hand, and the early morning sunlight penetrated it, blooming with dazzling light.

(End of chapter)