Master Fakong of the White Horse Temple took the lead in stepping into the capital with a group of monks, and when Fakong walked into the capital, many pairs of eyes were looking at him in secret.

Those people knew that once Fakong stepped into Manjing, the rest of the sects would come.

Now there is no abbot in Jingzhu Zen Temple, Taiyi Shuyuan Pang An forcibly broke through the realm, and Sang Biluo, who should have been locked up in the Stygian Spring, created a scene of a hundred ghosts passing through the city in Manjing.

Many people are waiting, what can they get from Penglai this time?

More and more sects have entered the capital, and Hegu Street has become lively again.

The sects that were good friends with Penglai went to Penglai on treasure ships.

More than ten days have passed, and the people in Hegu Street have not moved.

Every day, someone will subconsciously raise their heads and look at Ximang, which is the direction where the Kunlun Shrine is located.

Han Zaiqi did not set foot in Manjing, which surprised everyone.

"Your Majesty, Kunlun is fine. ”

Chief Manager Qin pushed open the door, and Shen Cangqiong was sitting in the Chengming Hall watching the performance.

Shen Cangqiong gave a soft sigh of encouragement and stopped talking.

Maybe even Shen Cangqiong didn't expect that Han Zaiqi didn't come to Manjing this time.

Looking at the impeachment in his hand, Shen Cangqiong suddenly felt that if he compared the affairs in the temple with the outside, he would still feel at ease in the temple.

If someone did something out of the ordinary, he wouldn't mind closing the door of the Fengtian Temple again.

Back then, when he sat in that position, many people objected.

So he slowly withdrew with some other officials who supported him and closed the door of the Fengtian Temple, and on that day, he lifted the Wentian Sword in his hand and dyed the entire Fengtian Temple red.

The pillars, which were originally painted with red paint, became even more bright red after being watered with blood.

Because there were also military attachés among those people, and there were even cultivators, so when Shen Cangqiong pushed open the door of Fengtian Hall and walked out, he was already covered with scars in his hair.

It's just that the moment he stepped out of the Fengtian Temple, everyone bowed down to him.

Many of the ministers who lived through that incident still remember that day despite their advanced age.

Since that day, the old Zheng has completely become a thing of the past.

Thinking of the things he did at the beginning, Shen Cangqiong was a little helpless when combined with the current trend of the temple.

Now it's not like it was at the beginning, and if you kill people again, I'm afraid it will arouse everyone's dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, he is not greedy for power, and it is better that he only has two children in his life.

Unlike in the previous dynasty, the father has always been wary of his son, and the son privately colludes with the party to plot chaos.

For Shen Xinghe's ability, Shen Cangqiong was very sure.

He even wondered sometimes if he wanted to abdicate.

It's just that it's always just a thought, just like thinking about killing that group of people in the Fengtian Temple now, it's just a thought.

In front of the Tianzun Hall in Penglai, many guests were welcomed again, but this time it was not like the sect conference, and the expressions of those guests were very serious.

They all know what's going to happen next.

"Master. After Sima Zhongru settled those people, he walked into the Tianzun Palace.

At this time, Sang Huaqing in the Tianzun Hall was still looking at the map intently.

This time, the stakes are too great, and the hands of all forces have reached in.

Seeing that Sang Huaqing didn't speak, Sima Zhongru stood quietly aside and waited after saluting.

After a long time, Sang Huaqing's hand waved, and the sand table on the map dissipated.

"Master. Sima Zhongru saluted again.

"All here?"

Sang Huaqing gently lifted Sima Zhongru up and asked.

"Luohezong didn't come, and Huayin Mountain didn't come either. ”

Sima Zhongru summed it up, and this time there were a total of eight people from the sect who did not come. Where those people went, everyone knew.

"At least a few more came. Sang Huaqing's face did not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Just as Sang Huaqing and Sima Zhongru walked out of the Tianzun Palace, a huge cloud boat flew towards Manjing in the sky in the west.

There was a scepter at the front of the boat.

"Lord Wang. ”

On the house of the other trip, Amber trotted open the door and came to the side of the other trip.

"How?"

Without waiting for Amber to salute and say goodbye, he helped Amber up.

"His Royal Highness the Prince will return to Beijing tomorrow, and I have ordered the Ghost Wolf Guard to rush over to protect the safety of His Royal Highness the Prince and the county lord. ”

Amber said as he gasped.

After helping Amber to sit in a chair, he walked out the door.

Next, there may be a fierce battle in the capital, and he wants to go to the palace to see Shen Cangqiong.

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Mengbai and Nameless followed Shi Chan to many places in the north of Zhongzhou, and since following Shi Chan, the pursuit of Meng Bai in Taiyi Shuyuan has never been met.

I thought it was because of Shi Chan, but Meng Bai found that it seemed that Shi Chan had only taken them around the world these days, and he hadn't made a move at all.

"I'm running out of time. ”

In the restaurant, Shi Chan looked at the two sitting in front of him and said.

Mengbai was a little puzzled when he heard this, and he asked, "Quite young?"

Nameless understood the meaning of Shi Chan's words, he picked up a glass of wine and looked at Shi Chan, and then drank it all.

This glass of wine is not nameless, but the one that used to be respected.

After following Shi Chan for so many days, he still didn't understand that Shi Chan was deliberately testing him.

Many years ago, in the Scripture Pavilion, Nameless found a piece of paper in a scripture book while looking through the scriptures.

There were only a few words written on that piece of paper, mercy, mercy? Who is compassionate?

At that time, Nameless didn't understand the meaning of those words, and he didn't understand them until now.

Compassion is not blind compassion.

"If you can get caught up in this game, it shows that you have something special. ”

Shi Chan looked at Nameless and said.

"Do you know who the real Buddha relics are?"

"I don't know. ”

"It's good. ”

Nameless was taken aback when he heard this, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Shi Chan.

"Every thousand years in Zen Buddhism, there is a Buddha relic, and legend has it that the Buddha relic is the reincarnation of a Buddha child. After being reincarnated ninety-nine times, that Buddha relic will be able to attain the right result. ”

These words of Shakzen have been read in the Gara Sutra by no name.

The Buddha relics of Zen Buddhism are well known to the whole Zen Buddhism and even the world, but no one can really know who that Buddha relics are.

"But the kindness of this life is a little different from the previous Buddha relics, when he first entered my door, he didn't want to over-transform the world, let alone be compassionate and save the world. All he wanted was to prostrate daily in that temple. ”

Each generation of Buddha relics has a big heart and is a person of fraternity.

Many years ago, famine was widespread, even to the point of cannibalism.

On that day, those hungry people kicked open the door of a small temple with red eyes, and in the eyes of everyone, the abbot of the small temple walked into the pot calmly.

When the meat in the pot was cooked, just as those people were about to rob it, the small temple suddenly burst into gold.

I saw a golden Buddha come out of the pot, and the golden Buddha walked behind a golden door in the sky without looking back.

After seeing this scene, some people knelt down very decisively and shouted for the Buddha's apparition.

There are also people who rob more vigorously, in their eyes, eating the flesh of the Buddha, maybe they can live forever.

Listening to what Shi Chan said, a memory suddenly came out of the depths of Nameless's mind.

He remembered that the county lord of Zhaoyang had looked for him in the Zen courtyard that day, and also asked him where the goodness was, and the county lord of Zhaoyang even knew his Dharma name at that time, Mingxin.

Everything came to mind, and when I was in that cloud dream realm, I always felt that something was wrong when I looked at the person standing under the peach tree.

"Could it be Elder Huineng..."

Nameless asked, trembling.

Shakzen nodded.

Now that I think about it, Elder Huineng sits in the treasure hall all day, where does he have time to plant the Rhakshasa for the Lord of Zhaoyang?

At that time, there was only one person who had free time, and that was Shakzen.

Although he sits in the meditation room every day, the soul body of the great creature of the Divine Realm can be out of the body for three hours. Three hours, planting a Rhakshasa is more than enough.

"I've always had the feeling that Zen may know that I'm not completely gone. ”

When Shi Chan looked at the Fudo Ming King in the sky, his satisfied expression was not only to praise the Fudo Ming King, but also to praise the game under Shanbu.

This game will continue regardless of whether it is good or not.

There is a demon in the heart of the good, and it is called compassion.

And Shakti also wrote the words compassion on the paper left in that sutra.

It can be said that the demons of goodness are completely bred after seeing the piece of paper, but it can also be said that there is an extremely delicate relationship between the demons of goodness and the existence of goodness.

"You're a lot like him. ”

Looking at the distracted nameless, Shi Chan said with a smile.

"I have always wanted to cultivate good and virtuous monks, because then I can enjoy the incense of ten thousand years in the world, and I can live longer. It's a pity. ”

"Will you go back?"

Nameless asked, his lips trembling.

Shi Chan raised his head and looked out the window, five or six swallows crossed his eyes, he remembered the Jingzhu Zen Monastery in the past, it was not so magnificent at that time, but there were many swallows making their home in the Monastery.

He would also help the swallows build their nests on the eaves.

Why is Jingzhu Zen Temple at the top of Zen Buddhism? It is because goodness is a great thing in the realm of the gods, and Jingzhu Zen Temple has the most extensive influence.

Now that the good is gone, the power of the Jingzhu Zen Temple is obviously secretly suppressed by the rest of the Zen temples.

It won't be long before the token representing the head of Zen Buddhism will be scrambling for it.

Maybe it won't be long before that scramble has begun.

"I haven't finished reading this mountain and river. ”

After hearing what Shakzen said, the nameless eyes gradually dimmed.

No matter how he said it, he was also born in Jingzhu Zen Temple, and he also understood many things in his heart.

"But I still like to sit in that throne hall and watch the precept elders scolding the junior disciples who dozed off in the regular class, which is really funny. ”

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The cloud boat of the Kunlun Divine Palace came to the top of the Manjing City again, and Chief Manager Qin looked at the huge cloud boat and squinted his eyes slightly.

"Steward. ”

An old eunuch flashed behind Chief Qin.

Say. ”

"The eighth prince is going to enter the palace. ”

Chief Manager Qin waved his hand, and the old eunuch disappeared into the arena in a flash. Immediately, Chief Manager Qin came to the gate of the palace where Shen Cangqiong was sleeping at an extremely fast speed.

"Your Majesty, the eighth prince wants to enter the palace. ”

Listening to the words of Chief Manager Qin outside the hall gate, Shen Cangqiong closed the bamboo slip in his hand and pushed open the hall door.