Chapter 150: Meditation Monastery

Luoyang City, in an inn.

Fang Yi, who was standing with his hands in his hands, looked out the window, his eyes were ancient, and suddenly a gust of fragrant wind hit, Fang Yi didn't look back, and said lightly: "You are here." ”

"Well, do you blame me?"

A crisp voice rang out. A white-clothed Shengxue, barefooted, elf-like girl stood beside Fang Yi, her face a little worried.

"What do I blame you, from the moment you decide to dominate the world, someone between you and him is destined to fall."

Fang Yi still didn't look back, and sighed leisurely: "I just hope that after you get the world, you can treat the people well, and I can sell you some high-yield crops." ”

Li Shimin's matter, Fang Yi naturally "looked" in his eyes, Li Shimin only had the cultivation of the early stage of congenital development, and the six great masters of the Demon Gate shot together, even if there was no calculation, Li Shimin would inevitably fall.

No wonder Li Shimin knew that he could ascend the throne and become emperor in the original book, and he would issue a task to help him ascend the throne and become emperor.

In fact, the masters of this world are too terrifying!

To Fang Yi's surprise, Li Shimin's fall, all the tens of thousands of value points in it were transferred to his card.

Especially Wanwan, an existence who knows the trajectory of fate, has mental calculations or not, no matter how smart Li Shimin is, he will not escape death.

Now the high-end forces of the Demon Gate, except for Shi Zhixuan, are all under the control of Wanwan, and there is no one in the world.

Although Fang Yi did not interfere in the process of this world, Li Shimin will fall, partly because of him, so he will help Wanwan and let Wanwan create a peaceful and prosperous world.

"It's good that you didn't blame me, thank you!"

Wanwan raised her delicate chin and looked at Fang Yi and smiled sweetly. Said here with some sentimentality: "Actually..."

"Actually, I don't want to be an emperor, I just want to be by your side!"

Wanwan sighed in her heart.

"When the matter of this plane is over, I will adjust the time to synchronization, you have time to have more contact with Weiwei, learn more things from the future life, and let her buy you some crops, as well as the management experience of the future life."

Fang Yi said again. He believes that with the high-yield crops of sweet potatoes, corn, etc., the people of this world will live well, and Wanwan will be able to create a prosperous era, a prosperous era that is more peaceful than the "rule of Zhenguan"!

"Sister Weiwei..."

Wanwan whispered, "I will." ”

"Three days later, attack the Meditation Temple."

Fang Yi said leisurely. As he spoke, his figure flashed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Yi, you still don't understand Wan'er's heart, or you are ruthless, if you hint at it, I will give up all this, even if it is a catastrophe, I will go with you. But you ......"

Wanwan looked at the sun in the sky, her jade face was shining, and a tear slipped quietly down her delicate face. After a moment, there was a determined look on his face: "However, Wan'er has an invitation card for all worlds, and she will always be with you!" ”

She doesn't know when Fang Yi has entered her heart, maybe it is Fang Yi's handsome and elegant, ethereal temperament that attracts her, and maybe she started to "dance in the city" for Fang Yi.

And what...

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Tang State Mansion, in the hall.

Li Yuan looked at the headless corpse covered with a white cloth in front of him, his eyes were full of tears, and he said in a deep voice: "Shimin, who attacked and killed you!" ”

"Dad, listening to the people in the bazaar, there were six black-clothed masked men who attacked and killed the second brother at that time." Li Xiuning said. A look of pain on his face.

"Check, check for me, I can't let the people of the world die in vain!" Li Yuan said in a deep voice. For a moment, it seemed like an old teenager.

"Dad, did you say that the faint monarch excluded dissidents, the Yu culture of the Yuwen valve and the Yuwen injury were killed by the Heavenly Sword Prince, and the faint monarch did not seek justice for them, not to mention, but also took back the military power of the Yuwen valve..."

Li Jiancheng said in a low voice.

"Built, shut up!" Before Li Jiancheng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Li Yuan's shouting. Immediately, Li Yuan waved his hand: "You guys go down." ”

"Yes." Li Jiancheng and the three of them respectfully retreated.

"Shimin, no matter who is behind the scenes, Dad will seek justice for you."

Li Yuanhu had tears in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Faint Monarch... Yang Guangmo ......"

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Emperor Peak.

Inside a large hall.

"The Emperor Star has fallen." Dressed in a white shirt and with a somewhat haggard face, Fan Qinghui looked at the sky and whispered softly.

"Master, what did you say?" At this moment, Concubine Xuan walked behind Fan Qinghui at some point.

"Nothing."

Fan Qinghui shook his head, looked back at Concubine Xuan, and sighed: "Concubine Xuan, now that the demon is gone, Cihang Jingzhai will be handed over to you." ”

"Master, I know." Concubine Shi nodded heavily.

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"Jingnian Zen Temple" is located in the southern suburbs of Luoyang, the east capital, the temple buildings add up to more than hundreds, like a small city, the Zen Monastery has a total of 232 old and young monks, it can be said that it is the largest temple near Luoyang, it is also the world's Buddhism, and it is one of the two holy places of martial arts together with Cihang Jingzhai.

In the middle of the White Rock Square is a bronze statue of Manjushri riding a golden lion.

Next to the shrine, there are three Buddhas such as Medicine Master, Shakya and Mida, colored plastic gold ornaments, quite bold, in addition to the entrance and exit of four stone steps, there are 500 Arhats evenly distributed. All of them are cast in gold and bronze, and their expressions are lifelike.

As the largest temple near Luoyang, the eastern capital, on the first and fifteenth days of each month, the mountain gate will be opened, and a temple fair will be held.

But today is different, it is the fifteenth day of the seventh month, and the door of the Jingnian Monastery is closed.

Early in the morning, several monks stopped the believers at the foot of the mountain and told them that because there was something in the temple, they would come back another day.

Today and tomorrow are in the sky, and the glazed tiles on the temple of the Zen temple shine brightly.

At this time, Fang Yi took Wanwan, Zhu Yuyan, Zhao Deyan, An Long, Xi Ying, and other demon masters to stand on a peak overlooking the Zen courtyard.

"Looking at the appearance of the Jingnian Zen Temple, the surface is calm, but in fact, the murderous intention is hidden, you don't have it now, and there are very few monks in the entire Zen Temple. But several important places are guarded by monks and soldiers, and all of them have high temples, obviously the martial arts are not low, and it seems that the demon gate is ready to come to the door at any time. ”

Fang Yishen swept his mind and said lightly.

"That's just right, we're just going to wipe out this group of old bald donkeys." Xi Ying said with murderous intent.

"Just kill a few masters, and the rest of the seal cultivation or abolish the cultivation, expel it." Fang Yi said lightly.

"Yes." Hearing Fang Yi's words, Xi Ying and the others, who had murderous intent, shuddered, but they saw Fang Yi's terror with their own eyes.

In the bronze hall of the Jingnian Zen Temple, there is a big-bellied Maitreya in the middle, a plastic Wei Tuo on the back, and the four heavenly kings are arranged on the left and right, and the east, west, south and north each protect one day.

The plastic workmanship is exquisite, the form and spirit are both, vivid and realistic, the four walls are densely packed with 10,000 small Buddha statues cast in copper, all of which are exquisitely cast.

Zen Master Likong, sitting on a futon in the middle of the hall, wearing a yellow robe and a brown coat of monk's robes, not only is he not an old monk with a sad face, but also a young and handsome monk who will not be more than forty years old when looking horizontally and vertically.

And the four protectors of the Pure Nian Monastery Vajra, side by side with the gate on their backs to sit on the next four futons, on the left and right sides are wearing blue monk's robes and placing more than 100 catties of Zen sticks next to them, tall and thin are not greedy and short and fat are not afraid, in the middle is the eyebrows are white, in the sixty years old in the blue robe is not angry, he is the head of the four great protectors Vajra, next to him is a tall and burly monk who is not stupid.

"Amitabha, it has recently been rumored in the rivers and lakes that the "Heavenly Sword Son" will appear in our Pure Mind Monastery today. ”

He said with a solemn face.

"A big devil who has been deeply enchanted, if he dares to come, don't blame me for not being stupid with a wand that is merciless, and he will definitely have no return!" Not stupid snorted coldly. The voice is powerful and powerful.

"We can't be careless about this matter, Cihang Jingzhai and the four holy monks of 'Master Jiaxiang', 'Emperor Heart Venerable', 'Master Daoxin', and 'Master of Wisdom', went to subdue this demon, but Cihang Jingzhai suddenly closed the mountain gate, I am worried that they have encountered accidents?!"

He said without fear of worry.

"Amitabha, no matter whether they encounter an accident or not, we must try our best to protect our Buddha Gate and fight to the death with that demon."

Not greedy for monks, he first saluted to the empty Zen lord Heshi, and then said to the other three monks in a deep voice.

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