Zhou Yi left the imperial study in a daze. Although all the beautiful scenes before his eyes were no different from the past, Zhou Yi was not interested at all. The situation in the imperial study for half a day was really bizarre!
He was one of the four evil men. He entered the divine capital Luoyang this time to steal the Heshi Bi and postpone Wu Yan's plan to personally lead an expedition to Xixia. However, he was treated as a state guest of the Great Zhou by Wu Yan, and was given such an important task... ... .
Thinking of the important task, Zhou Yi couldn't help feeling discouraged. He returned to Liqi Pavilion in a daze. When Ren Ya and Zhao Dibing saw him, they hurriedly sat down next to Zhou Yi.
Ren Ya asked in surprise: "What happened? Why do you look so grim?"
Zhou Yi said: "I just met your majesty!"
Emperor Zhao frowned and said, "What happened? What did our Empress say that could make Brother Azhe so distraught?"
After taking a few deep breaths, Zhou Yi said, "Because Her Majesty the Empress mistook me for Young Marshal Kou Zhong, or Xu Ziling. mlgb, what sin have I committed?"
Hearing this, Ren Ya and Emperor Bing of Zhao looked at each other, stared at him blankly, and seemed at a loss.
Zhou Yi showed a little apology on his face, and then said: "I also want to apologize to you. I am not Wang Zhe. My real name is Qianbei Buzui!"
"The most evil player in the world, who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?" Ren Ya was shocked!
Zhou Yi nodded embarrassedly and said, "Her Majesty immediately exposed my identity, but not only did she not want to kill me, a scum in the martial arts world, she even said that she would treat me as a state guest!"
Zhao Dibing pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother Qianbei's experience is probably rare in the world! However, I can guarantee that Brother Zhou will soon be in big trouble!"
"Why?" Ren Ya hurriedly pulled the corner of Emperor Bing of Zhao's clothes and asked.
"You stole Jiang Lingxu's position as the Taoist Master, which ruined His Majesty's plan. But who would have thought that after meeting you in the Imperial Study today, he would immediately make you the State Guest of the Great Zhou. How many people in the world would receive such courtesy? I'm afraid that at this moment, male favorites like Zhang Changzong, Zhang Yizhi, and Xue Huaiyi are already trying to kill you!"
Ren Ya suddenly became anxious, stamping her feet, her pretty face almost ready to cry: "What should we do? Xue Huaiyi is a disciple of the monk king Fa Ming, and his martial arts skills are not bad!"
Zhou Yi suddenly stood up, patted Ren Ya's shoulder gently, and said, "Just because Xue Huaiyi is powerful, does that mean your brother Qianbei is not powerful? It's still unknown who will win!"
"Good!" Zhao Dibing clapped his hands and said with a smile: "What a courage! I have a treasure that can help Brother Qianbei reach a higher level. Please follow me!"
Zhou Yi followed Emperor Bing of Zhao and walked slowly into his bedroom. The decoration in the bedroom was extremely simple, which was very different from the extremely luxurious style of the entire Liqi Pavilion. Emperor Bing of Zhao slowly walked to his desk, picked up an ancient book bound by kraft paper, and slowly handed it to Zhou Yi's hand!
Reaching out to take the ancient scroll, a heavy feeling of vicissitudes of life suddenly surged into Zhou Yi's heart. Taking a closer look, he saw four big characters "Xiantian Qiankun Gong" printed on the cover of the ancient scroll!
According to legend, this skill was created by Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, and later acquired by the founder of Guangcheng Xianpai, Qiankun, and became the unique skill of Guangcheng Xianpai. This skill uses the power of yin and yang, absorbs the energy of heaven and earth for its own use, combines hardness and softness, and is invincible in attack and battle. After Emperor Taizu of Song Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin, established his unparalleled achievements, this skill was passed down to the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty and has been passed down to this day!
Zhou Yi quickly returned the ancient scroll to Emperor Zhao and waved his hand, saying, "This thing is too valuable, I can't take it! Brother Zhao, I appreciate your kindness, but I absolutely cannot take this thing!"
"Hey!" Zhao Dibing said, "This is not the original version of the Xiantian Qiankun Gong, but the method of cultivating the inner Qiankun Gangqi. As for the outer Qiankun Qijue, not to mention you, even I have no chance to see it! It just so happens that Brother Qianbei is also practicing the Taoist Xuan Gong's Jiuxiao Zhenjing. We can verify each other and it will definitely be beneficial. What do you think?"
"Yes! Yes! If you exchange the characteristics and advantages of the two martial arts with each other, you will surely make great progress!"
Zhou Yi looked at the two people's eager eyes, and his attitude softened. After hesitating for a while, he nodded gently and said, "Thank you very much, Brother Zhao!"
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“Dang! Dang! Dang!”
In front of the first gate of Luoyang Jingnian Zen Temple, a melodious bell sound suddenly rang out, as if some important person had arrived!
Within a few breaths of the bell ringing, a monk in a yellow robe had already arrived at the second mountain gate.
This monk is less than fifty years old, wearing cloth clothes and straw sandals. There is nothing special about him. However, his face is full of energy and there seems to be a faint glow of precious light flowing.
The monk stopped leisurely and recited the couplet engraved on the doorpost: "The morning bell and evening drum awaken the fame-seekers of the world; the sound of sutras and chanting call back the lost in the sea of suffering and dreams. The morning bell awakens the fame-seekers of the world; the sound of sutras and chanting call back the lost in the sea of suffering and dreams. Interesting! Interesting!"
The yellow-robed monk then ascended the steps, smiling as he walked, "I have always admired the reputation of the Jingnian Zen Temple. Today I am very happy to see its majestic appearance. I am the Tibetan monk Jiumozhi, and I am going to pay my respects to you!"
The Jingnian Temple was unnaturally quiet. It must be evening class time. The bell for evening class had just rung, but why was there no sound of wooden fish? No monks chanting or singing? It was as if all the monks in the temple had disappeared at once.
A gentle voice came from the direction of the bronze temple. There was no need to raise the voice, but every word was clear!
"The Dharma King of the Great Wheel has come to the Pure Nian Zen Temple. This humble temple is truly honored! I, the humble monk Fa Ming, respectfully welcome the King of the Great Wheel!"
Jiumozhi put his hands together and walked leisurely towards the direction of the bronze palace, saying: "The monk king really embarrassed me! I am a foreigner who is not good at teaching. It is a great blessing to meet the monk king who is famous in the Central Plains!"
Jiumozhi walked slowly past the bell tower and finally arrived at the platform square surrounded by white stone carved railings where the bronze hall at the core of the Zen temple was located.
Standing in front of the statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva riding a golden lion in the center of the White Stone Square, Fa Ming smiled and said, "It's just that I am stubborn by nature and obsessed with martial arts! Jingnian Zen Temple is the pure land of Buddhism in the world. I firmly believe that your temple's "Jingnian Zen Book" is definitely not inferior to the four great magical skills of Bodhidharma in Shaolin Temple. Today, I would like to ask the monk king for guidance!"
"Your Majesty, you are too kind. Shaolin Temple is the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism and the source of all martial arts in the world. There are many great monks in the temple. How can my little Pure Zen be compared with it? I am just claiming to be the King of Monks because I am favored by Your Majesty the Empress!" Fa Ming put his hands together and said respectfully.
Jiumozhi said: "If you say so, then you think you are not qualified to take over the title of the Monk King. Then in my opinion, the word "King" in "Monk King" should be changed."
Upon hearing this, Fa Ming remained silent, with a cold light in his eyes!
"The Imperial Master has the upper hand, why is he still so aggressive and leaving no room for maneuver?" (To be continued)