In the palace, at a simple banquet, Emperor Li Yu casually asked what happened.

On the surface, it was to reward Li Bing for his meritorious work in going to Liangzhou to quell the chaos, but in fact, Li Yu didn't care much about the affairs of Rongjiao, but Li Yu was leading troops to fight outside, and Li Yu had to make an appearance anyway, and he didn't treat his family lightly at this time.

After all, among the princes, King Mu had a background; the fifth prince was killed in the palace change; although the seventh prince was a descendant, he was not smart enough to be a general; and the eleventh prince Li Xuan was born with a disability. The position of the future emperor is naturally that of the crown prince Li Shi.

Li Yu didn't want to worry too much, so he left it to him for the time being. And he became more and more obsessed with the way of Danhuang.

asked Li Bing about his current situation, and learned that he had not returned to Xiangwang's Mansion since he came to Chang'an, so Li Yu said that he would not keep him and asked him to go back early to see his family.

Coming out of the palace, Li Bing went straight back to Ximing Temple.

Rimai had dinner in a nearby teahouse and had been waiting for a long time at the side gate of Ximing Temple. Seeing him sitting in the carriage, leaning on the carriage and closing his eyes to recuperate, Li Bing did not bother and entered the temple alone.

There were three people who saw Li Bing this time, in addition to the first Jinggui of Mingshan Hall and the abbot of Ximing Temple, Jingshan, there was also a middle-aged monk with a brown and red robe that he had never seen.

"This is the 'Master Pu Nian' of Xiangji Temple, and he has been waiting for the son for a long time. "Abbot Jingshan recommended on his behalf.

Hearing the name of Xiangji Temple, Li Bing was overjoyed: "Did the master agree to my plan?"

Jingshan shook his head and spoke almost in unison with Master Pu Nian, but both of them stopped. In the end, Pu Nian explained: "The abbot said that the internal affairs of Xiangji Temple should be resolved by the temple, and there is no need to fake the court, and the grievances of the previous generation should also have a beginning and an end." ”

This doesn't sound logical, if you really want to solve it internally, how can you find a senior monk of Ximing Temple overnight to discuss it?

However, Li Bing didn't care about this, and asked, "What about my brother?"

"Amitabha. Senior brother sent me to take care of Ma Gongzi in the temple first, every morning bell and dusk drum, if there is really evil evil, it does not dare to approach the temple. Monk Pu Nian said: "The appointed day is two days later, once the dust settles, we can also take good care of Ma Gongzi......"

Li Bing originally didn't want to delay at all in this matter, but now he can only come down, leave a way back, and seek other ways to solve it at the same time.

His eyebrows raised: "The master really doesn't think about my suggestion anymore?"

"Duanmu Jingguang sent a post of worship and invited the temples of Chang'an to testify, if this matter is solved by the strength of the government, it will be harmful to the century-old reputation of Xiangji Temple. ”

said it so bluntly, Li Bing was not easy to persuade: "Then there is Master Lao." ”

The three of them rode in a carriage together and rushed to the outskirts of the city to "live separately with flowers and crabs".

When he first got into the car, Li Bing also deliberately took the bag of the Three Treasures Regimental Brocade from Rimai's hand in front of Master Pu Nian and carried it on his back, seeing that he didn't notice anything abnormal, Li Bingcai was relieved - the bag of the Three Treasures Regimental Brocade really had some effect.

Along the way, the sky is full of stars and the moonlight is bright, and you can see the road clearly without a palm lamp. By the time the three of them arrived at the flower crab to live separately, it was already the end of the hour.

The gate of the Flower Crab Residence was open, and the disciples and grandchildren of the Feipeng Martial Arts Pavilion were all guarding the door, Li Bing fixed his eyes and saw that there were not only Qingqing and Yinglan'er in the crowd, but even Wei Ze was there.

"Who are you?" Li Bing took Master Pu Nian and asked Yinglan'er as he entered the door, "Why did everyone come out?"

"Boss?!" Wei Ze saw that it was Li Bing, reacted brightly, and followed behind him: "It's a long story, you'll know when you go in." ”

Li Bing was in a hurry, and as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he felt a thick black cloud hovering over the courtyard, covering the sky and the sun, and not seeing the stars and moons. But he took a step back out of the courtyard and looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

There are only four uncles left in the courtyard, as well as two monks: one is short and fat, and naturally he is not a fragrant monk. The other person is tall, almost the same age as Buxiang, neatly dressed, holding a vajra Zen staff, also handsome, straight body, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a monk.

"Fat monk, I don't believe you, but I believe in this master invited by Wei Gongzi from Luoyang! Now let you go for the time being, once my nephew has something three long and two short, I want you to give him his life!" Fourth Uncle Ma said coldly.

There are two kinds of people's aura in this world, which is frightening: one is might, which comes from the solemnity of the superior - like Li Xu, who is upright, not angry and self-authoritative, so that the people around him are unconsciously cautious;

The unfragrant monk had just been untied, and he was slightly angry in his heart, and he was about to fight back, but he was angrily shouted by Fourth Uncle Ma: "Did you hear it?"

He shook his whole body and whispered: "I heard it, I heard it!" said in his heart, he had been chic all his life, and he didn't want to meet a wicked person in Ma Xuewen's small business, and he almost lost himself. Sure enough, there are many immortals in the capital, I don't know who has a big Buddha behind him, no wonder even the master rarely comes to the capital, and this time the lesson is afraid to be imprinted in the bones.

"Master Mashi, please rest assured, the poor monk is familiar with him, and he can be used as a guarantee, he is definitely not the meticulous work of the Lantian Guo family!" It was the Qingxiu monk who spoke.

Li Bing stepped forward and seemed to be impressed by Master Xiancheng, but he couldn't say for sure.

He did see it, and the two met at the "Yunhaikuo" restaurant that day, but they didn't speak, and they were not impressed.

However, the Zen master Pu Nian of Xiangji Temple, who came with Li Bingtong, recognized the person: "Master Xiancheng! You are also there? Then this matter is much easier." Apparently he recognized Xiancheng's ability.

Wei Ze knew about the festival, and looked at the awkward atmosphere of the three of them, and explained to Li Bing: "This is the personal disciple of the abbot of Beiluo Temple, Master Xiancheng, who is here to help learn literature. It seems that there is a bit of a misunderstanding between us and this master of incense. ”

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, it's hard to say now. Fourth Uncle Ma didn't give up, and said angrily: "Then please start doing it! I'll watch from the courtyard." ”

At this point, Li Bing also figured out a rough idea - it seems that the monk is indeed not a murderer, and there should be someone else who harms Xuewen.

Xiancheng did not delay, since Master Pu Nian was also there, he explained the situation, and there were many helpers for a while: "The yin qi in the courtyard is dignified, and it is even heavier after nightfall, and it was initially suspected that there was something special in the room that attracted the yin qi to converge, but just now the two of us have done a detailed investigation of all the rooms, and nothing has been found, so that someone is doing it." ”

"Can you find out what path the other party is?" asked Pu Nian.

Since the three senior monks were going to start doing business, Li Bing, a layman, could only retreat slightly and give up the place. Li Bing and Rimai protected Wei Ze and Ying Lan'er behind them.

"I haven't examined it carefully, there are too many ways to accumulate yin qi, there are many in Buddhism alone, Yin and Yang, Kanyu, Mojia, and Guigu also have their own means to do it. To get back to the source, it's hard to do it for a while, I'm thinking, I might as well break these yin qi first, and save people first!"

"It's okay! Presumably, Master Xiancheng has a way to deal with it, and it is useful to the poor monks, please do not hesitate to give orders. "Whether it is age or generation, Pu Nian Zen Master is higher than Xiancheng and Buxiang, but he respects Xiancheng very much in his words.

"The little monk tries it first, and if there is anything wrong, then ask the master to take action. "Xiancheng is also very polite, although the ideas of the Pure Land and the Bodhisattva are diametrically opposed:

The Pure Land sect does not emphasize arduous meditation practice, nor does it have complex theories, but advocates doing good deeds, planting good causes, and wishing to enter the Pure Land world of the Western Heaven after passing away and be liberated from the suffering of samsara.

The Bodhisattva Buddhism advocates cultivation and enlightenment, believing that as long as you give up your attachments and attain spiritual liberation, you don't have to be attached to transcending samsara, and the three thousand worlds, where is not the Pure Land.

But on the road of martial arts, the two sects are very similar, there are few foreign kung fu, both are based on magic, good at driving away evil spirits and catching demons, and passing away.

Zen Master Xiancheng put aside the Vajra Zen staff, climbed the competition platform in the courtyard empty-handed, and untied his robe, revealing a white plain robe. He took off the jade clasp on it, held it in his hand, silently recited the mantra, and threw it into the air.

The jade buckle that was originally thick on the wrist burst out with golden light, trembled, and slowly became larger.

"No definite law ring!" Monk Pu Nian recognized this thing: "It's amazing!"

"What is that?" Li Bing was curious, when the monks wore robes, they mostly used jade rings as buckles, which was the most common, but the appearance of this jade ring was not special.

"That is one of the magic weapons of Beiluo Temple, and it is the same as the 'Concentrated Wooden Fish' of our Temple, and it is on the "Strange Soldier List" of Tianyan Pavilion. ”

There are too many Buddhist terms in ordinary explanations, and Li Bing may not be able to understand them, but he can figure out the weight of this "Strange Soldier List".

When the jade ring became almost waist-thick, Zen Master Xiancheng raised the robe in his hand into the air. When the robe is spread out, it is like a thin film attached to the side of the indefinite ring.

Zen Master Xiancheng changed his handprints with both hands: "There is no fixed bag, it will be done!"

A gust of wind rose, blowing the robe and flying into the uncertain ring.

The four sides of the robe are wrapped around the ring, and the two join together to form a pocket similar to a water bladder, and the indefinite ring is the entrance.

He silently recited the six-character Sanskrit mantra in his mouth: "Om, Ma, Ni, Horn, Mi, Ng." Unclean breath, receive!"

A breeze gradually rises over the courtyard, turning into a cyclone, gradually inhaling the swirling yin qi into the "Qiankun Undetermined Bag".

As time passed, the pockets became larger and larger, and the yin qi became thinner and thinner, and the stars and moon in the sky finally became visible again.

All the yin qi in the straight path was sucked clean, and the Zen Master Xiancheng put his hands into palms, facing each other up and down, and put them on his chest: "The universe is uncertain, beam!"

The indefinite magic ring instantly contracted, tying the mouth of the bag tightly, and the robe also shrunk and fell rapidly, the pocket that was originally the size of a water tank became only the size of a leather ball in an instant, and when it fell into the hands of Master Xiancheng, it was only the size of an orange, and the bright red robe wrapped several layers of yin qi and tightly bundled in it.

After the ball fell into his hand, it was not honest and kept rolling.

Zen Master Xiancheng stretched out his index finger, and changed the "swastika" character on the ball: "Ding!"

In less than half a burnt of incense, he had already subdued all the yin qi alone, and it could not be said that his mana was profound.

He casually put the ball in his sleeve, got off the competition platform, and walked to Li Bing's side: "The yin qi has been removed, now we can go and see what we can do for Ma Gongzi!"

"Good means!" Fourth Uncle Ma also felt that the person Wei Ze invited from Luoyang was really powerful, and felt that Xuewen was hopeful of being rescued, so he couldn't help but praise, and even changed his title: "Immortal Chief, please come with me!"

The people in the courtyard also breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as Master Xiancheng stepped forward, a yin wind whistled by, rolling up the sand and dust in the courtyard, and several people couldn't even open their eyes.

Originally, the "spring flowers" planted in the courtyard had already drawn out the buds, but this gust of wind passed, not only the young leaves of the buds fell off the branches, were swept in the wind, and even the stalks drooped down.

A familiar feeling of suffocation lingered in the chests of several people, even worse than just now.

Xiancheng protected his eyes with one hand, and glanced at the air, a dignified black, where is there a little star and moon?

"Oh no! someone is doing the same!" the monk shouted.

"Huh~!" As soon as his words fell, a ghost flashed in the black clouds, and flew straight to Yinglan'er's door, and came in an instant.

Ying Lan'er was caught off guard, Li Bing took a step in front of her, and the ghost shadow passed through her chest, disappearing after submerging into Li Bing's body.

Li Bing looked at his claws and thought that he would be scratched, but he found that his chest had not changed at all.

Just after he rejoiced, he found that his breathing was no longer controllable. Obviously, he was awake, but he couldn't exhale or breathe in, and his breath was held in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down, and he couldn't breathe! He wanted to reach out and beat his chest, but he found that he didn't even listen to his hand.

Standing alone in the courtyard, obviously aware of the very clear, but unable to do anything, isolated and helpless.

Master Pu Nian pinched a trick and slapped Li Bing on the back: "The evil spirit retreats!"

The same ghost figure flew out of Li Bing's body and rushed into the yin qi above the courtyard.

"Whew!" Li Bingchang exhaled, if he hadn't had Pu Nian's help, he didn't know if he would have been suffocated to death! This method is really terrifying!

Almost at the same time, the Buxiang monk and the Xiancheng Zen master, silently reciting the mantra in their mouths, stretched out their index finger and ring finger with one hand, and swiped them in front of their eyes: "Lingmu!

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Eight evil ghosts, twelve unjust souls!

As he spoke, he held his hands on the Zen staff: "This person has profound mana and sinister intentions, and the poor monk may not be able to win, so please leave a few donors quickly!"