Mingwu City is the third city that Zhao Feng came to the Buddha Kingdom, and Zhao Feng stood by the window in an inn in Mingwu City and looked at the lively Mingwu City.

It has been three days since he came to Mingwu City, and in the three days, Zhao Feng walked through all the streets of Mingwu City and did not find the temple in Mingwu City.

And Mingwu City is the most special one in the Buddha country, there is no temple here and there are no walls made of sand, this city is completely the same as the city in the Central Plains, and the humanistic style in the city is also the same as the Central Plains.

The special thing about Mingwu City is that it seems that the officials of the Buddhist court in the city are in control, but in fact, it is controlled by the five major families.

The five families of Li, Zhang, Liu, Chen, and Luo controlled the commerce and politics of the entire Mingwu City, including the military.

For three days, Zhao Feng didn't know anything except some things about the city, and the things about the current southern territory also spread to Mingwu City.

Zhao Feng didn't pay attention to the rebellion of the countries in the south, but single-mindedly comprehended the looming Buddha power in the city.

When night fell, Mingwu City was as lively as the disturbances in the desert, and it was not as cold and quiet as the Buddha Kingdom City that Zhao Feng had passed through before.

The red moon hangs in the sky, and tonight's red moon is not perfect but like teeth.

Zhao Feng sat at the table and looked at the "Shengmiao Auspicious True Name Sutra" in his hand, extremely focused, this scripture is not the original, but a reprint, and some bookstores in Mingwu City sell it.

Suddenly, a golden light in the sky of Mingwu City fell vertically, falling into the square in the center of Mingwu City, and then a majesty enveloped the entire Mingwu City.

Zhao Feng was too late to resist the sudden impact of the Buddha's might, and directly spurted a mouthful of blood onto the scripture book in his hand.

After a long time, Zhao Feng resisted the Buddha and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, he was extremely shocked in his heart, and there was an urge to convert to Buddhism in this Buddha power.

Zhao Feng saw through the open window the direction where the golden light was shining, and he was extremely puzzled, the central square of Mingwu City was extremely wide and could accommodate about three hundred people at the same time, and where were the five Buddha statues carved from bluestone on the square erected.

Zhao Feng inquired about the origin of the five Buddha statues, and there was no amazing origin, just like some cultivators who had achieved the position of the Holy Buddha before, they began to be obscure, and suddenly one day they achieved the position of the Holy Buddha by the word Buddha of Dalin Temple.

But there was one thing that surprised Zhao Feng a little, that is, because the five major families in Mingwu City were the descendants of these five who had attained the position of Holy Buddha.

When Zhao Feng knew the news, he thought in his heart that the relics of these five holy Buddhas would be among the five major families, and that night Zhao Feng sneaked into the five major families, although the five major families of Mingwu City were huge, but there were no cultivators in the realm of knowing their fate, so Zhao Feng was not in danger at all, and he would not alarm anyone, so he could enter the five major families.

It's just that Zhao Feng didn't even expect that there were no relics of those five holy Buddhas in the five major families.

Just as Zhao Feng was thinking, suddenly an extremely loud voice pulled Zhao Feng back to reality.

"Repeat auspicious holding Vajra, difficult to subdue in the victory of subduing"

The beginning of this sentence of "Holy Miao Auspicious True Name Sutra" spread throughout Mingwu City, and then Zhao Feng felt that the entire Mingwu City, whether it was the children of those families or civilians, stopped all their movements at this time and followed this voice.

And as the voice read out the words in the scriptures behind, Zhao Feng saw that a golden light suddenly rushed straight to the sky in the governor's mansion in the city of enlightenment, and a shadow of a Buddha slowly appeared in that golden light.

Zhao Feng saw the shadow in the golden light, and immediately judged that it was not the Buddha, but another Buddha.

As the scriptures were read to a certain part in the back, the Buddha in the golden light suddenly dispersed, and the golden light also dispersed with the five golden lights of the border city, flying towards the golden light that rushed down to the sky in the center.

When the five golden rays of light entered the golden light that rushed down into the sky, the five stone statues of the Holy Buddha on the square were golden and prosperous, and then they saw that the golden light was lifting something and slowly rising into the sky.

When Zhao Feng saw the items on the five golden lights, his pupils shrank, and he immediately knew what it was.

Holy Buddha Relic

At this time, Zhao Feng didn't make a move, as if he was waiting for something.

Slowly, the golden light rose to half of the golden light that rushed to the sky, and the five relics left the position of the original golden light, floating near the golden light that rushed to the sky, where they hung quietly in the air.

The voice in the city of enlightenment became louder and louder, and the Buddha's words resounded in the sky, and then the change was that the five relics were surrounded by golden light at this moment.

The relics surrounded by the golden light were slowly condensing into the appearance of the five Buddhas, and at the same time, Zhao Feng also found that since there was a Zen staff in the golden light, he could easily figure out that it must be the Zen staff that was enshrined in the governor's mansion.

At the beginning, Zhao Feng had infiltrated the Governor's Mansion in addition to the five major families, and only found a Zen staff in the Governor's Mansion, Zhao Feng just studied it and left.

At the same time as Zhao Feng was thinking, the Zen staff in the golden light also condensed into the appearance of a Buddha.

The five Holy Buddhas and the one in the center were talking at this moment, exuding the aura of the Fifth Realm Buddha Lotus.

Zhao Feng resisted the Buddha's breath and breathed extremely heavy, because in addition to the Buddha's lotus breath, there was also the Buddha's power that was also impacting Zhao Feng's mind all the time.

The content of the Buddhist scriptures that still resounded in the heavens was beating Zhao Feng's heart like thunder, and Zhao Feng at this moment was no longer as calm as he was moving forward, his face was pale and covered with cold sweat.

Whether it was the mind, the heart, or the divine sense, those Buddha words, Buddha power, and Buddha lotus breath in the city were all impacting Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and insisted on looking at the Buddha in the golden light and the Buddha outside the golden light with incomparable anger in his eyes, Zhao Feng suffered such humiliation for the first time since he cultivated.

Even when he was alone in the snowfield, the unknowable place of the Tuoba Holy Sect had never humiliated himself like this.

When the sky was red and the moon was setting, in the second half of the night, the golden light dissipated, the sound disappeared, and the people in the streets acted on their own as usual, completely unaware of what had just happened.

And Zhao Feng in the room was already pale at this time, and his white shirt was wet with cold sweat, and after a while, Zhao Feng sat on the ground as if he had lost his strength, panting heavily.

It took several hours of blocking to prevent the breath emanating from the Buddha in the golden light from entering his heart, mind, and divine consciousness.

Zhao Feng took one last angry look at the square and then fainted to the ground.

Time passed, April passed, May came, and the scene of that night never appeared again, Zhao Feng already knew that the scene of that night would only appear on the fourteenth of each month.

And the news about the south and the news of the Great Song Dynasty had already reached Mingwu City, and Zhao Feng only frowned slightly after hearing it, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Zhao Feng looked at the sunset on the horizon and slowly waited for the arrival of the red moon, or the same scene as that night, because today was May 14th

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Somewhere in the desert between the city of Dunhuang and the city of Mingwu

Aoba sat in a ruined house, with fifty-one holy Buddha relics hanging in the air and exuding a conversation around him.

At sunset, a golden light rushed down into the sky and enveloped the green leaves, and slowly the breath of the green leaves had changed, and it was no longer the breath of the Buddha lotus.

In the golden light, a lotus flower slowly appeared on the top of Qingye's head.

The holy Buddha felt the breath of the green leaves, and then smiled and dropped a white child on the Buddha's chessboard and said, "The position of the little Buddha"