Enter the Xing'an Gate on the west side and go north to the head and turn left, and then go to the end to the harem, and in the middle is the stargazing tower that is incompatible with the surrounding buildings. Bypass the stargazing tower and then to the north, is to observe astronomy, count the calendar, observe the sun and the moon, occupy the wind and clouds, and extend the Tiantai of the country.

At the beginning of this route, outsiders were not allowed to set foot at Yanzheng Gate, and even if there was a herald who was ordered to go there, he had to make a few more turns from the east side of Xingdemen. And today, there is an old monk with a cane in a dark robe, step by step from the Xing'an Gate, the rosary in his hand is even more amazing, there should be one hundred and eight, the size is different, the big one is like a fist, the small one is like a peanut grain, I really don't understand its meaning.

The guards of Xing'anmen, who are usually loyal to their duties, ignore this, as if they did not see it, and let this old monk who appeared here at an inopportune time pass by.

The old monk's face was like dead bark, and even the top of his head with eighteen ring scars was wrinkled. The two gray and white sword eyebrows slanted towards the temporal cheeks, which really corresponded to those fierce and vicious appearances. However, the eyes are crooked and seem to be smiling, and they are also kind and compassionate.

One side is bipolar, and it really doesn't happen very often.

When the old monk walked to the end and turned a corner, he saw a strangely shaped thing parked at the door of the stargazing tower personally supervised by the founding emperor Tianwen Emperor, wooden like a horse's negative seat, but the horse's legs were replaced with wheels. There was a person sitting paralyzed above, clearly the Lingxu National Master with white eyebrows, white hair and white beard wrapped in a brocade quilt. In front of the Trojan Horse, a child who had been following the Lingxu National Master since he was a child sat sideways, and he was engrossed in tinkering with the mechanism on the Trojan horse.

The old monk stepped forward, put his hands together and bowed at a distance of one zhang and said: "In the middle of the night, I still need to bother the Lingxu National Master to greet him, which is rude." ”

Lingxu National Master still looked like he couldn't wake up, his eyes were worried, his tone was a little weak, and he said politely: "Where did the Holy Master of Daoji come from, Lingxu's legs and feet are inconvenient and he can't go down to the ground to give salutes, and I hope the Holy Master will forgive me." ”

The old monk didn't dwell too much on the etiquette, and asked, "I haven't seen you for many days, is the national teacher in good health?" ”

The Lingxu National Master, who had already set up a formation to add a lamp to his life, wrapped the brocade quilt that had never left his body even on dog days in recent years, squeezed out a smiling face, and laughed at himself: "Thanks to the blessing of the Holy Master, I can live for a few more years." ”

The old monk, who was called the Holy Master, stepped forward, covered his hand on the back of the exposed hand of the Lingxu National Master, and did not see how to do it, a trace of golden qi visible to the naked eye swallowed out from the palm of his hand, wrapped around the palm of the opponent's hand, and after a few breaths, he withdrew his hand, Fang said: "If you want to steal the sky and exchange your life, it won't last long, and the national teacher must not open the eyes of heaven in the future, so that you may be able to have a good time." ”

Lingxu National Master grinned, as old as he was, he was already downish on life and death, and if he could take a breath and live, he would no longer have the luxury of going forward, and said freely: "It's enough, don't you dare to compare with the Holy Master." ”

Few people who know this old monk know his true age, and even he is afraid that he is vague, so he echoed: "The old man is entangled in trivial matters, and he has survived so far, so he is not as detached as the national teacher." ”

"The whole Zhou Dynasty needs to rely on the blessing of the Holy Master, how can I survive." What the national teacher said was meaningful, which attracted the attention of the children on the wooden horse.

Can you protect a nation, how can you be mortal?

Regarding the words of the national teacher, the old monk did not feel inappropriate when he accepted it, but just sighed, which made the national teacher, who seemed to be about to die, slightly surprised.

The old monk didn't explain why he came with this sigh, and he said, "Can the national teacher inform Yuan Jianzheng?" ”

"The Holy Master's order didn't dare to slack off, and when I got the news of the Holy Master in the afternoon, I asked Xi'er to inform Yuan Jianzheng, thinking that I should wait in the Si Tiantai at this time." Lingxu stretched out his hand from his back, holding a pole made of jade and jade, and gently poked the little boy he called Earwash, "Stop playing, come down and lead the way." ”

The little boy washed his ears and turned over the "horse", smiled at the Lingxu National Teacher and the old monk, twisted the ears of the Trojan horse, and took the lead in stepping, and the Trojan horse creaked and followed behind, and the wheels mechanically turned forward.

The three of them turned right twice on a wooden horse, and they saw that Si Tiantai, which was like a pavilion in the sky, was sitting in the sky in the courtyard wall separated by red walls and black tiles.

The immortals show the way.

This is the Star Picking Pavilion in Si Tiantai.

Whether it is the short-lived dynasty of the Great Wei Dynasty, or the frequent changes of several regimes before, or counting up to thousands of years, all in the ancient city of Xi'an, even the palace will suffer from the disaster of war, only this Si Tiantai, which can be favored by heaven and man to get a glimpse of the world for five hundred years before and after, lives here unharmed.

It's not because it's so blessed that it can avoid fire and water and stop the soldiers, but because of the king's power.

Which of the kings of the past dynasties did not claim to be the Son of Heaven, since he was the son of Heaven, he naturally needed to communicate with God, Si Tiantai is such a magical place.

There was already a man waiting at the door, it was Yuan Jian Zheng in the mouth of the old monk just now, Si Tianjian in Si Tiantai, and Yuan Huojing.

Yuan Huojing was five feet tall, and the little boy walked up to him, already in the position of his goatee, but his waist was straight, and he didn't look like he was groveling when he saw the top two characters in the dynasty.

This is also thanks to the special existence of Si Tiantai, from ancient times to the present generations of Si Tianjian The position of the supervisor is like the emperor's family, the father dies the son, the stepbrother dies, the brother dies and, as long as he is reincarnated in the family of the Si Tiantai supervisor, from the moment of birth, fate is implicated in this rather mysterious department, and since childhood, he has been exposed to the calendar, magic, divination and other mysterious things. Moreover, this official office is not controlled by the supervision departments of the administrative organs of the past dynasties, and it is directly under the pilgrimage, and it has developed the problem of pampering and being arrogant and even pampered.

However, no matter who Yuan Huojing is holding a fight, even Cai Donglai, the head of the big red eunuch in front of the emperor, is ignorant of it, and it can be seen that the two in front of him, especially the old monk who seems to be walking is not as good as riding some identity, no matter how proud Yuan Huojing is, he doesn't dare to use the slightest bit at him.

"Si Tiantai Supervisor Yuan Huojing has seen Daoji Holy Master and Lingxu National Master." Yuan Huojing bent down and made a gesture, which frightened the little boy and hurriedly avoided the side.

Lingxu National Master still looked listless and slack, but he was stained with the light of the old monk on the side, and he was a little proud to receive such a big gift now. You must know that the two rarely have contact with each other on weekdays, they are both important noble statuses, one has the ability and the other has a family background, and their responsibilities are very similar, and no one looks down on anyone.

Yuan Huojing didn't say much, he naturally understood the purpose of this holy master of a country who didn't often appear in the palace city, so he tightened his back and turned sideways, leading the two of them and a wooden horse into the Si Tiantai, leaving Xiao Tong standing at the door alone and doing nothing.

In this light scene, only Dr. Leaky was left holding the drum and counting the time, and Yuan Huojing did not shy away from that person, so he sat down directly in the hall and refilled some firewood into the stove by himself.

The old monk spoke first and said, "Buddha Mito, has Yuan Jianzheng noticed anything unusual about my dynasty in recent days?" ”

Yuan Huojing picked up the charcoal fire with an iron hook, and looked at the starry sky outside through the windows of Si Tiantai, but he directly picked it out: "Holy Master might as well say it directly, did you also see the merit and luck of the West curling up in the sky when you came to Si Tiantai this time?" ”

"Exactly." The old monk nodded.

Yuan Huojing couldn't help frowning, habitually pinching his goatee, and muttered: "This luck is intermittent, and it has no conflict with my Great Zhou Guozuo but is close to the side of Ziwei Emperor Xing, which seems to be a coiled dragon but dormant for thousands of miles. ”

The old monk also had no need to hide it, and said bluntly: "According to the old man, it should be that there are qi cultivators in the West waiting for the opportunity to move, but it is also about to start, so that such a scene is created, there is no threat for a while, but there is also the possibility of taking the opportunity to absorb the merits of the true dragon." It's just that in my opinion, this pillar of merit is far behind the pillar of merit of the Western Tubo Weizang Yongzhong Sect, not to mention the merit pillars in the hinterland of my Central Plains that rely on my Great Zhou Guozuo to absorb the surplus qi. The old man was just worried that such a sudden appearance would not know whether it was good or bad. If it is just relying on the merits of my Zhou Dynasty, it will be fine, and if you have a long and ill-intentioned intentions, you will be able to raise a tiger. ”

The supervisor with a deep family background sighed and said: "When the system was established, Emperor Tianwen divided too many heirs, and this pillar of luck has actually appeared a long time ago, and it has become a little thicker in the past year, which is indeed incomprehensible. ”

The old monk also shook his head, "A few years ago, I asked the national teacher to calculate one or two, but I was too ethereal and didn't get a glimpse of the depths, and the national teacher was like this, alas, the gains outweighed the losses." As he spoke, the old monk begged the national teacher who had never left the stargazing tower in his life.

The Lingxu National Teacher, who is called the National Teacher, was so dazed that he almost fell asleep at this time, who would have thought that the National Teacher who should have said something about his own opinions would not say a word, and he would not even pay attention to it, if it wasn't for Yuan Huojing's fake cough as a reminder, I am afraid that he would really fall asleep.

Lingxu National Master opened his eyes and looked at the two of them, but he didn't feel embarrassed, but explained for his behavior: "There is a Daoji Holy Master, and I am only a foil." ”

provoked the old monk to laugh and say, "Then what if I'm gone?" ”

The Lingxu National Master pursed his lips, tightened the quilt, moved his body, and said, "You are not here now." Who knows where you're going to get out of the body. ”

The two of them heard Yuan Huojing not understand the reason, and just as he was wondering, the old monk said: "In recent years, Lao Qu has also heard of a Toutuo monk in the Great Zhou, and the Buddha he practiced and participated in Zen is also a great supernatural power. The old man wants to introduce him to the central government, so as to maintain the operation of our country and continue my great Zhou merits. ”

Lingxu Guoshi glanced at the old monk meaningfully, the national ancestors of all dynasties were nothing more than Si Tiantai was in charge, and there were also some senior monks and masters of Taoism and Buddhism who participated in the assistance. It's just that the post of holy teacher was set up at the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, unlike the national teacher of a country's division, the holy teacher is called his teacher if he is a saint, and if necessary, the national teacher can be called a holy teacher. Since the establishment of the system, there has been a clear division of labor between the Holy Master and Si Tiantai, one is responsible for repairing the calendar, and the other is responsible for continuing the national ancestry. It's just that Lingxu never thought that tonight, how could the old monk's words have some meaning of supporting loneliness?

Lingxu National Master was speechless, Yuan Huojing just pondered what the old monk said that the old monk could impress the old monk with all his skills, and did not think deeply about the other meaning of his words.

The old monk said: "I'm just here to give an explanation, and I hope that Yuan Jian is working harder during this time, take care of my Great Zhou merits, don't be distracted, and in addition, the national teacher is also cautious." ”

Lingxu National Master and Yuan Huojing responded one by one.

After thinking about it for a few times, Yuan Huojing opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know who the person the Holy Master is talking about?" ”

The old monk smiled and got up with his cane, "The old man is going to look for him, he is here, you naturally know who it is." ”

"Boom!"

In the side room, Dr. Leak carved a drum in his arms.

"Hai, the great abyss is dedicated, all things are in the sky, and the deep cover is hidden."

Resounding throughout the palace.