In Ximing Temple, pilgrims are continuous. However, as usual, the door of the inner courtyard is locked, and it is not allowed to enter and exit at will.

The two young monks carried a copper basin filled with hot water, walked down the corridor into a guest room in the inner courtyard, put the water on the table, nodded to the elderly master, and went straight out.

There were a lot of people crowded in this room, in addition to the three imperial doctors around the bed and the "Master Qingyan" of Ximing Temple, Li Xu, Anzi, Mi Xin, Wei Ze, Ma Xuewen, Ying Lan'er, Aunt Cai, Qian Yi and a large number of people were quietly seated at the table, waiting for the four of them to consult.

"How is it?" Seeing the three imperial doctors turn around, Li Yu got up first to greet him.

"The situation has stabilized, the meridians are seriously damaged, but it is not impossible to recover, recuperate for a few months, do not exercise, it should be safe. The trauma on my wrist, which didn't hurt the bones, didn't hurt the bones, and I re-bandaged it, and it should be able to recover in about ten days. I opened another pair of condensation, and wiped it every day, but it didn't leave a scar. ”

Li Xuan glanced at Li Bing, who was still unconscious lying on the bed: "Thank you, Imperial Doctor." What about the internal breath?"

The chief physician did not respond, but instead glanced at Master Qingyan of the Prajna Hall and motioned for him to speak.

"Amitabha. The sea of qi is unharmed, and the internal strength is not damaged, but the true qi is still very full. It's just that his true qi is running around in his body, he can't follow the rules, and his internal breath is very chaotic. However, at present, it seems that it is all temporary, there is no need to worry, and it will slowly calm down after a few days of rest. ”

Seeing that Aunt Cai should wipe the beads of sweat on Li Bing's forehead, Li Xuan pulled the master aside: "Then according to the master, there is a way to solve the strange internal skills of the dog?"

Master Qingyan pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly:

"According to His Royal Highness, the internal strength practiced by the prince should be in the vein of 'Baixue Neijing'. This martial art is the mastery of the 'Yunqi Sect', although I have heard of it, but I know very little about it. Amitabha, with all due respect, I have never seen such a strange internal strength, not qi, internal strength still grows on its own, nourishing the body from time to time.

This is both a blessing and a curse. If you don't practice, you can increase your martial arts to be something that many people dream of, but this uncontrolled growth of true qi will one day break through the limit that the world can bear, and then it will be destined to go mad and be incomprehensible.

Lao Wei is helpless now, but he can consult ancient books, Ximing Temple has a lot of collections, and there may be relevant records. ”

Hearing this, Li Yan's expression became even more gloomy, and he performed the Buddha salute with one hand: "Then there is Master Lao." ”

He and Mi Xin glanced at each other, and the two walked to the corner at the same time with a very tacit understanding.

Mi Xin knew that Li Yu had something to order, so he didn't speak, put his ear to his mouth, and only heard: "It seems that I have to go to the palace to ask for an order, and for the sake of Bing'er, I have to let the old immortals of the 'Qin King Palace' go out of the mountain." ”

The two of them really had a good heart, and Mi Xin also guessed that Li Yu would plan to do so, so he nodded and went out immediately: "I know, I'll do it!"

Before he could take a step, the whole room shook suddenly, and everyone was startled, even Li Bing, who was in a coma, was silent.

Qing Yan's face was solemn, and he said to everyone: "His Royal Highness the Prince is also about to wake up, so the old man will not disturb you first, and he will come back to see the Prince later." ”

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Li Yu also knew that there was another hidden meaning in this.

"Master, please. ”

At the top of the tower of the Tibetan scriptures of Ximing Temple, Nilangzidan is still copying the scriptures, and the current book is not Tang characters or Tubo script, but Sanskrit. Gesang Yuzha leaned on the window sash frame, bit the root of the brush in his mouth, and looked at the bottom of the Tibetan scripture tower, several monks in purple robes rushed into the bottom of the Tibetan scripture tower, without exception, they were all Ximing Temple's 'pure word generation' monks.

"This is the third time in two days that the ground has moved, and each time it has come more violently. Don't you think it's too abnormal?"

Nilantz didn't raise his head: "There is a saying in Confucianism in the Tang Dynasty called 'Don't look at indecent things, don't say anything incivil'." It's not Dharma, but I think it makes sense. ”

"Huh~!" Gesang pouted and stared at the tower again: "I originally wanted to sneak to see what was under the red cloth, but the first floor was always guarded and didn't leave for a moment." I can't break in, this heart is like a cat scratching, and I feel uncomfortable. ”

Nilantzdan stopped writing, closed the copied scripture, and set aside the copied copy and waited for the ink to dry. Picked up the next one of the stacks of books, flipped through them casually, and said casually: "It's not that the red cloth hides something, it's what is hidden under this tower!"

"Eh!" Gesang came back to his senses, jumped off the windowsill, and approached Nirontzdan: "Uncle, do you know what it is? Tell me!

"So let you meditate and copy the scriptures. When you have a deep enough understanding of the Dharma and a high enough martial arts, you can guess what is underneath just by the breath that emanates from the movement of heaven and earth, so why do you need to look at it. Nilangsdan smiled, tapped Gesang on the head with the barrel of his pen, and pointed to the six stacks of scriptures on the ground:

"You see, there are more than one hundred and twenty copies that I want to copy, plus hundreds of books that were lost before Tantra. You're going to watch there, and if you don't help, I won't be able to finish copying it in the next few days. ”

"It's boring!" Gesang stuck out his tongue at him and grimaced, and left stupidly: "If you can't finish copying, just copy it slowly, it's still early anyway." ”

Nilantzdan took a short rest and exhaled a long breath, even if he was strong in martial arts, he sat like this for seven or eight hours a day, motionless, constantly copying scriptures, and he was tired enough:

"I'm afraid it's not going to be a few days. On the sixth day of the first month, when the imperial court resumes the early dynasty, it is necessary to summon the envoy of Tubo, and then it is not easy to come back to Ximing Temple. Thousands of years of Buddhist classics are gathered in one tower, such a good opportunity, once missed, there will be no more. ”

As he spoke, he turned to the last page of the book, saw the private seal on it, and exclaimed in surprise: "Wow! This book is indeed Master Xuanzang's handwritten manuscript! Or is it his perception after going to Tianzhu to learn scriptures! Wow! Wow!" He shouted in surprise, and his eyes were bloodshot. It's a treasure you can't see anywhere else.

Gesang ignored this and asked suspiciously: "Are you saying that this time the alliance and peace talks, the two sides will not be able to meet? So after the envoy team is summoned, we will be driven away?"

Nilangzdan touched every handwriting on the title page with his hand, and he was fascinated by it, and between the lines, he felt as if Xuanzang was sitting opposite him and passed it on in person.

Gesang was impatient, seeing that he didn't respond, he asked twice in a row, but there was still no movement, so he went up and patted him on the shoulder.

Nilontzdan came back to his senses, even if his temper was as good as his, he was actually a little angry: "Finally, I have a little epiphany, and I was disturbed by you again." Although he felt pity, he still said patiently: "There may have been three points of hope." But if the rumors of the previous two days are true, it is said that King Mu was imprisoned in the palace. This chance of alliance is impossible. ”

"Oh, tell me why?"

"The crown prince has no stumbling block to King Mu, and he is the real prince. As a result, the first thing the prince did when discussing politics was to sue for peace with Tibet. What should the world think of him? Up to now, the Tang Dynasty has beaten Tubo, and it has to fight if it can't. The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. ”

"I see!" Gesang seemed to understand, although he was impatient, but his mind was simple, these scheming things might not be as profound as Anzi's insight.

Watching a group of monks under the tower come out, he looked panicked. He smiled suddenly: "In the past two days, the ground has become more and more violent, and the monks of Ximing Temple don't seem to be able to settle this matter." Come to think of it, I'll know what the hell is down here. ”

"I don't think so. Nilangsdan has not copied the scriptures for half a day, holding the manuscript of Master Xuanzang, reading and reading, his eyes are full of like:

"Venerable Qingyan's Dharma is still above me. With him, things under this tower can't be messed up. It's just that these two days haven't completely calmed down. ”

"Oh, is it more powerful than you?" he watched as the monk in the golden robe under the tower also came out of the tower and walked into the guest compartment, it was Master Qingyan.

Gesang said again: "That old monk, I went to see the son of the world again." I don't know how he was injured? Two days ago, he was still inseparable, so why was he suddenly going to die of illness? Wouldn't this be one less opponent?"

"Can't die. When I brought him in that day, he was full of true qi and tyranny, and I have only seen it less than ten times in my life, without exception, it is a sign that the master of the master will only appear when he is alive and dead. The reason for this is more curious than what is under the tower. ”

"Shall I take a look?" said Gesang, joking, and seeing that Nirontzdan loved the book:

"If you really like this book that much. Why don't I help you get along the way? Take it back to Tibet! Look at your obsession...... Tut-tut......"

"Nonsense!"

"Whoosh~!"

A figure flashed from the Zheng Guogong Mansion.

The soldiers on the side of the two gates heard some movement and hurriedly looked up, but they didn't see anything.

"How is it?" Seeing Yu Linghui enter the door, Yu Chaoen asked about the situation first.

"It's all been notified, the sects that are close to Chang'an, Luoyingmen, Bizhen Pavilion, Sanwen Sanshou, before the fifth day of the new year, will enter Beijing.

There was also news from the palace again that everything had been arranged. On the evening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, after the handover of Youshi, the two teams of forbidden troops on duty at the 'Anfumen' are all people of King Mu, and they will open the city gate as an internal response. ”

Yu Chaoen's heart fell to the ground, sat on the chair with a smile, and suddenly turned around: "Have you confirmed this source?"

Yu Linghui handed him the secret letter: "There is no problem, the handwriting, private seal, and password are all good." The messenger was also a little eunuch buried by King Mu next to the emperor, and I knew him. ”

"Okay! We'll wait for the fifth day of junior high school. He smiled happily, and plucked the tea leaves with the lid of the porcelain cup, and took a sip of the cow.

"Father, so we really want to help King Mu?"

Yu Linghui sneered: "Silly boy, how is it possible! King Mu is virtuous on the surface, but in fact he is ruthless. The first thing he will do after we put him on the throne is to get rid of us, because we know all his secrets. ”

He smiled wryly, and slapped his palm on Yu Linghui's shoulder: "Wait until the fifth day of the first lunar month, King Mu opened the city gate, and let these Jianghu sects enter the palace first." In the chaos in the palace, we entered the palace in the name of counterinsurgency, killed the prince and the Yellow Emperor, and protected the queen. Wait until dawn, make a pretentious, and try to protect the queen's sister-in-law for the enthronement.

The queen has no authority and does not understand government affairs, and the new emperor is also a six-year-old doll. On the one hand, their mother and son are afraid that the princes and princes will usurp the throne, and they will have no honor for the rest of their lives, and on the other hand, they have no ability to take over the court. When the time comes, won't the world still be left to us to fiddle with?

So I want you to do one more thing, to inform the forbidden army who are at home that they have intercepted the secret report, and that someone may be plotting to rebel on the fifth day of the new year, so that they can get ready.

Son, the world after this is yours. ”

On the other side, the Imperial Palace, Linzhao Hall.

There were only two people in the temple.

Li Xuan wrote hard, and said to the palace maid beside him without looking up: "Yu Zhen, I have finished writing this letter, you have to send it out immediately." The sooner the better. ”

He looked at the handwriting on it, and asked suspiciously, "Do you want Venerable Niu to help them?" Venerable Niu has done a good job, maybe it will be faster." ”

"Don't, this matter has nothing to do with the plan of Rongjiao, it is my private matter. Don't let them know either. ”

The more Li Xuan wrote, the more anxious he became, and secretly said in his heart: Perhaps, if my identity is not exposed now, you are the only one who can save Li Bing!

He wrote the letter, read it from beginning to end, blew it dry, hid it in an envelope, sealed it with fire paint, and wrote on it:

"Luoyang, Feipaitangkou, Han Linyuan, Qinqi!"

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How about it, the true body of the Dragon Venerable, have you guessed it?