At this time, the masters of Jinyiwei who were hiding nearby finally appeared, and the leaders were Yan Jueling and Xu Xiyu. The two looked anxious and rushed all the way. They were relieved to see that the young masters of Xiahou's family were all safe and sound.
"Wen Baiyu is dead!" Xiahou Lanfeng said proudly, "My father is safe and sound."
Xu Xiyu and Yan Jueling looked at each other, and their expressions looked better.
Heng Wantong's heart sank, and he frowned and asked, "What happened?"
Xu Xiyu said bitterly: "The Ministry of Punishment, the Ministry of Households, and the Ministry of War, the three Shangshu lords... were murdered..."
As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly froze.
At this time, I heard an old and steady voice from the courtyard saying: "Immediately send an order to order Jin Yiwei to take all our imperial court officials into hiding immediately to avoid unnecessary sacrifices."
In the voice, Xiahou Boxin walked out of the broken wall with a heavy expression, and said in a deep voice: "We killed Wen Baiyu, Jiulong Palace will not let it go, it is better to transfer immediately."
Everyone came to their senses instantly, Heng Wantong shouted loudly, led all the guards and family members of the mansion, entered the secret passage in an orderly manner, and disappeared into the bustling Luodu.
Of the 3,000 troops starting from the imperial city, only Huo Tingzun had a problem. Not only did he fail to kill Xiahou Boxin, but he also lost Wen Baiyu's life. A large number of soldiers and horses rushed to Xiahou's mansion, but what they saw was only an empty mansion, and when they angered other high officials in the court and dispatched elite soldiers to strangle them, they found that almost all the important officials of Daxia who refused to be vassals were in a very short period of time. Disappeared in time.
The scale and population of Luodu City are completely unimaginable. Those officials and Jin Yiwei melted into the people, like a drop of water entering the sea. Even if Murong Zhuhai mobilized the entire city to garrison, they would not be able to find the slightest trace of them.
After restraining Wen Baiyu's bones, the angry Jiulong Palace people continued to toss until three o'clock in the afternoon. Finally, after finding nothing, they could only temporarily give up revenge, stop the search, and prepare for the decisive battle that night.
On this day, the Jiulong Palace is not the only one who is doomed to be anxious. When Jiang Shuihan and others excitedly reported the news of Wen Baiyu's death to Huangfu Taiming, everyone discovered that Ye Qingxuan, who was supposed to be meditating in the room, had completely disappeared. .
The light rain began to fall on this thousand-year-old capital in the afternoon.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Ye Qingxuan walked up the most famous White Horse Bridge in Luodu silently alone.
Standing in the middle of the bridge and looking from a distance, the willows on the river bank are lingering, and the half-hidden place is the White Horse Temple. When Kumarajiva came to China from the Vedas continent, he brought Mahayana Zen, and at the same time, he also brought the "Six Consciousnesses Can Break Maha Root Wisdom Sutra". This scripture is very coveted. He has the method to evolve the "six consciousnesses" into the "nine consciousnesses", which is called "Mahayana Miyan Sutra".
Through the teaching of "Little Living Buddha" Zongba, Ye Qingxuan has already mastered the practice method of "Nine Consciousnesses", and now he has perfectly mastered the realm of "Seventh Mana Consciousness" and "Eighth Alaya Consciousness". Touched the edge of the "Ninth Amoyed Consciousness", but this kind of mysterious and mysterious cultivation cannot be broken through overnight.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan's spiritual consciousness has reached a state of high intensity, and it is possible to bring his spiritual consciousness closer to a level at any time.
Ye Qingxuan quietly admired the White Horse Temple, the Jinshui Canal, and the luxurious forest houses on both banks.
Under the sunshine, the willows on the embankment of the canal are drooping, the grass is lush, the trees are sparse, the city bridges face each other, and the blue waves reflect the sun. Wei'e's temples and high court mansions set off a prosperous and comfortable scene. Ye Qingxuan thought of the coming The decisive battle and the future fate of this magnificent capital can't help but feel a lot of emotions in my heart.
Ever since Huangfu Taiming was rescued, it was difficult for the enemy to have a bargaining chip to threaten him, Ye Qingxuan's fighting spirit was high, and his mental state had been adjusted to an unimaginable height in the past two days.
There seemed to be an echo in the dark, when Ye Qingxuan strolled into the empty White Horse Temple, walked through the halls and halls, and came to a huge square, before his eyes were filled with 108 life-sized Arhat statues.
Those Arhat statues carved from bluestone are all lifelike, with knotted muscles and clear beards. The texture of every muscle and the folds of clothes are carved as if they were alive.
Ding, Ding Ding!
The crisp knocking sound came not far away, and Ye Qingxuan passed through a group of arhat statues, and the last unfinished arhat statue appeared in front of him, a thin monk was carving little by little with a chisel.
If this arhat statue is completed, then the one hundred and eight arhats will be considered complete.
At this time, the wind and rain had passed, Ye Qingxuan put away the oil-paper umbrella, and gently placed it at the feet of the crouching arhat, and he himself seemed to have entered his own backyard, walking around among the many arhats, And the carved monk never looked back, and Fangfo didn't notice that there was an extra person here.
The monk kept his back to Ye Qingxuan, and Ye Qingxuan didn't call to disturb him. The two of them just went about their own business silently, until Ye Qingxuan felt a little thirsty, walked up to the monk's side, sat down straight away, and took the rest of the monk's body. He picked up the teapot far away, and took a drink from the spout.
There was the sound of gurgling water, and within a short time, a pot of warm tea was poured into Ye Qingxuan's stomach.
The handsome monk didn't look back, just smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Benefactor Ye was not such an impatient person before, shouldn't he drink a Lingling sweet spring at this time, choose the top-quality curling pot, and brew the most famous tea in Luodu City , can I have a drink?"
Ye Qingxuan laughed, and said: "Don't you Zen monks pay attention to sincerity and authenticity? Eat when you should eat, sleep when you should sleep, and drink tea when you should drink tea... Follow your nature and face your sincerity. What about these extraneous things?"
Hahaha…
There was a burst of laughter, and the Qingxiu monk slowly turned his head, but it was Miaoxiu, an eminent monk of the Great Zen Temple who hadn't seen Jianghu for a long time.
Ever since Vimo destroyed the Great Zen Temple against the sky and wrote the three characters "Miefo Cliff" on the broken wall of the mountain, the only eminent monk of the Great Zen Temple who escaped the catastrophe has been hiding in the rivers and lakes. He has recovered from his injury, but there is no further news of him.
Today, Ye Qingxuan's spiritual consciousness is extraordinary, but he sensed a powerful Buddha's mind emitting thoughts here, so he searched all the way and found this Zen eminent monk.
Ye Qingxuan looked at this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time, smiled slightly, and said: "It's been a long time since I saw you, and your Buddha's heart has become more stable... It seems that your [Samadhi Mind-Shadow Brahma and Demon Art] has been completed."
"Reincarnation of life and death, uninterrupted nirvana!" Miaoxiu folded her palms together, and spoke the Buddha's words lightly, "Since I saw the demonic skill of visor, my 'demonic appearance' has been completed. Over the years, I have been tempering my 'Brahman Heart'. I didn't know whether it was perfect at first, but today, under your influence, I can achieve full power!"
Miao Xiu lightly touched the statue of Arhat in front of her with her hand, and stroked lightly with her nails on the last position, the final touch of the statue of Arhat was finally completed.