Grumpy, depressed, painful, fanatical.

His eyes seemed to be swallowed by a pool of muddy water, and all the scenes in his vision began to become violently distorted, as if there were countless crooked figures approaching him step by step, and these figures all had the same face on their faces.

Ji Zongbu.

The killing intent in his body was extremely thin when he saw him, struggling to wave the long sword in his hand, staggering up and slashing at the shadow, but the more he slashed, the more the force in his heart that wanted to occupy the body became stronger, the blood seemed to be boiling and burning in the body, and he couldn't control it anymore, stopped the movement in his hand, and slammed into it with all his strength towards a large black shadow in front of him.

The moment my head made contact with the shadows, I could hear the loud sound of the boulder collapsing, and the sharp pain coming from the Heavenly Spirit Cover only made me feel black in front of my eyes, and my body was shaky, but I didn't pass out as I imagined.

One after another, if I, Bai Xiaoyi, turned into a demon and became a murderous and bloodthirsty beast, it would be better to die here directly, so as not to poison the common people.

I don't believe it, it's not easy to live, has it become so extravagant to even ask for death?

Stopped the figure that continued to hit, glanced at the sword in his hand, smiled slightly, shook the sword body, and then buckled the sword with his backhand, and plunged straight into it without hesitation.

The coldness emanating from the black iron sword instantly permeated his heart, feeling that all the strength in his body was flowing with the wound, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, his vision changed from blur to darkness, and his whole body suddenly went soft and fell to the bottom.

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In the 14th year of the Tang Dynasty, the meritorious envoy wrote to the emperor and said: "There are Buddha bone relics in the Jing'an Kaiyuan Pagoda, which is opened every 70 years, and the country is peaceful and peaceful, and the wind and rain are smooth, please welcome your majesty." ”

Tang Xianzong Li Chun readily agreed, and issued an edict on the twelfth day of the first month of the 14th year of Yuanhe, welcoming the Buddha's bones to Beijing.

In Jing'an Temple, in the Buddha Hall, Master Miaowu looked at the young monk who was kneeling in front of the Buddha with his eyes closed, and said lightly: "No, this time to escort the Buddha's relics into Beijing and transfer them to the Jingshi Pagoda, what do you have to say?" ”

The monk shook his head, folded his hands and looked at the Buddha of the world: "It has been three lifetimes, and if it goes on like this for a long time, if the people in power discover the drawbacks, it will inevitably lead to a catastrophe of Buddhism in the world." ”

"There is no end to the sea of suffering, and there is no turning back."

The host sighed lightly, and then the old and the young sat together, chanting and praying for blessings to the ethereal Buddha.

It is more than 800 kilometers from Chengdu to Chang'an, and it takes two months to walk, and it takes even longer in case of sudden floods or landslides.

On the eleventh day of the first month of the fourteenth year of Yuanhe, the blizzard hit the city, the outside of Chang'an City was white, the pedestrians in the city looked hurried, hurried towards their homes along the streets and alleys, only under the Mingde Gate in the south of the city wall, gathered a large number of people holding lotus lanterns in their hands, and their faces were pious, looking forward to the road that was swallowed by the heavy snow.

These people have come spontaneously from other parts of the country to welcome the Buddha bones, and today is the last day of the scheduled time, and they must wait until the Buddha bones come to Beijing and personally escort them into the city gate, so that they can feel at ease.

And above the city gate, inside the city tower, there is also a woman wrapped in a black cloak, surrounded by guards, showing her extraordinary status, but like those people under the city gate, there are black and white eyes, full of anxiety and expectation.

"Princess, it's about to be the time of the unitary, and when Your Majesty finds out that you are not there when you are having dinner, I am afraid that I will blame you."

An old slave-like subordinate beside him stood behind the princess resignedly, and although his words were earnest, the worry in his eyes could not be concealed.

The princess shook her head, "Wait a minute, welcoming the Buddha's relics is a major event since my father's accession to the throne, I believe my father will understand." ”

The two were talking, when they saw a man driving a carriage along the road that stretched south along the city gate, and slowly appeared in the cold wind and snow.

The carriage was dilapidated, and the old horse pulling the carriage was also skinny, because the road was slippery, and it took a long time to move forward a short distance, but the driver who drove the carriage was not in a hurry, holding the cyan hat with one hand, and constantly soothing the horse's mane with the other hand, letting the wind and frost pass through the gaps between the hats, and never said a word.

"It's a monk!"

The sharp-eyed ones recognized at a glance the straw sandals worn on the soles of their feet, but had long been worn out after a long journey, and suddenly the crowd was in a commotion, and they rushed towards the carriage.

"Princess, since you ......"

Before the old slave's words were finished, the black-robed princess raised her hand to stop his words, and said lightly: "Go and inform the Ministry of Internal Servants, just say that the senior monk who escorted the Buddha's relics has arrived, and everything will be arranged according to the rules of the prince entering Beijing to face the saint." ”

After speaking, he paused and said, "Then inform the Ministry of Rites that all the etiquette teachings related to the senior monks will be arranged by this princess herself, so that they don't have to interfere." ”

The old slave hesitated for a moment, but he still answered, turned and retreated.

And the black-robed princess then went down the city tower, mounted a horse, whipped the horse, and drove along Suzaku Street towards the imperial city.

In the Tang Imperial City, within the Ministry of Rites.

Bukong put the Gawu box containing the Buddha's relics on the offering table, but did not kneel, sat cross-legged, looked at Princess Yongjia beside him and said, "Princess, you are here." ”

Princess Yongjia took off her black robe at this moment, changed into a golden brocade robe embroidered with Jiaojiao, and stared at the monk with great interest: "Why don't you worship the relics of the Buddha, isn't this a violation of the great precepts of Buddhism?" ”

Bukong shook his head, "The Buddha is in his heart, as long as there is a Buddha in his heart, he sees the temple and serves the Buddha, and it doesn't hurt if he doesn't worship." ”

But Princess Yongjia snorted lightly and said, "Full of slander, you don't worship it because only you know that this Gawu box contains no Buddha's relics at all, right?" ”

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and Bukong's face changed slightly, but then he returned to normal, folded his hands, and said silently: "Don't lie and don't speak evilly, the reason why I don't worship is because the poor monk has a Buddha ......in his heart."

"There are no outsiders here, can you put away your set of Amitabha!"

Princess Yongjia waved her long sleeves, interrupted her words, looked at the Ga Wu box and said: "Let me tell you the truth, the relics you sent twice before have long been seen through by the host of Kaiyuan Temple, this is not the real Buddha relics, but the ordinary relics obtained by the sparks of ordinary monks after their death. ”

Kaiyuan Temple is located in Fufeng County, west of Chang'an City, from the first time Tang Taizong Li Shimin welcomed the Buddha's relics, and the Buddha's relics were stored in the temple tower, it was sealed as "the real body pagoda of the country", it took four years to return to Jing'an Temple, the ceremony was large-scale; The second time was in the fourth year of Chang'an, and Empress Wu Zetian's high monk Master Miaowu and others personally brought the Buddha's bones to Chang'an Chongfu Temple on Chinese New Year's Eve, and died the following year, so the Buddha's bones were retained until the second year of Jinglong before they were returned to Jing'an Kaiyuan, and to this day, it is the third time to welcome them.

Bukong listened to it for a long time, but Princess Yongjia sighed deeply at this moment and said: "Although my father is working hard, he is not as broad-minded as Taizong and Empress Cao, the so-called flattering Buddha relics is just a conspiracy to appease the people, it doesn't matter who the relics are, even if it is a stone, as long as the people of the world know that the saint is a wise monarch today, and the safety of the people in the world can be kept, but the father's eyes can't tolerate a little sand, especially the behavior of disobeying the saint and deceiving the king. It is not tolerated at all, after receiving the presiding performance of Kaiyuan Temple, Lijingmen has been notified that it will be true or false on the spot when the Buddha relics are greeted tomorrow, if the situation is true, don't say that it is you, I am afraid that even the entire Jing'an Temple, or the world's Buddhism, will inevitably be a life. ”

"Lijingmen?"

Bukong frowned slightly, and muttered, "Are even these people going to make a move?"

Princess Yongjia nodded, "Lijingmen was created by Taizong, lifelong allegiance to the emperor, defending the royal family, and removing the inconvenient characters for the emperor on the surface. ”