Even the famous Iron Armor Army was defeated, which is unbelievable. The Iron Armor Army not only lost its reputation in this battle, but also the myth of Yusheng Baisheng in the army, I am afraid that it will also be stained and become the laughing stock of the enemy country.
However, it can be seen that the rebellion this time is not simple.
As stated in the letter, although the rebels continue to move north, Yuhang House is still safe and the rebels have not yet captured it, so they don't need to worry.
Now there are remnants of the Iron Armored Army troops stationed in the city, and in order to prevent chaos, the Yuhang House has ordered the city to be closed, allowing entry and exit.
Xu Jiaorong had no way for them to come out, so they could only write a letter to report the situation, but if they couldn't keep it, they would try their best to escape.
After reading the letter, not only Xu Xian was worried, but Xu Yuan was also frowning, but at this point, Wang Yan had no choice but to comfort her with words.
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In the early morning, on the official road outside Zhenjiang, a mighty group of chariots and sedan chairs walked side by side, heading straight for Jinshan Temple.
Master Pudu, the national teacher, thought that the emperor prayed for blessings and led his congregation to Jinshan Temple. Although he was in the Taoist sect and prayed for blessings, he did not worship the Taoist ancestors, but went to worship the Buddha. Following his chariot, he also praised the magnanimity of the national teacher!
The forerunner had already sent a letter to Jinshan Temple for a group of monks to greet him.
On the way, gongs and drums were played, and the momentum was magnificent. For about two hours, before the national teacher's chariot arrived at the gate of Jinshan Temple, all the officials stood by and waited.
"Amitabha! The state teacher's visit to the temple today really makes the temple flourish. The old man has lost his way to welcome him, and I hope the state teacher will forgive his sins!"
The old abbot stepped forward, put his hands together, and greeted him.
"The abbot is very kind! I have heard for a long time that Jinshan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, and it has been very famous for a long time. It happened to be the emperor's southern tour, and he passed by here. I came here to visit, first to pray for the emperor, and second to see the style of your temple. "
Master Purdue stepped out of the chariot and bowed his head in return.
"Amitabha, the national teacher please!"
The old abbot had a kind face and immediately led the crowd into the temple.
The rest of the officials, with the exception of the prefect, Master Chen, did not let them follow, but brought two other disciples with him.
Including the Master Cihang, the monks are now dressed up and close to their sides.
Venerable Purdue wanted to visit the temple first, so let the old abbot lead the way, enter through the gate, pass the Mahavira Hall, and the Buddha Hall.
After tossing around for a while, Master Cihang suddenly said.
"Old abbot, I heard that there are various scriptures stored in the Jinshan Temple's Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, including the entire attic building. It has been well-known in the world throughout the ages. I wonder if it is convenient for me to see it?"
For this person, in fact, since he entered the mountain gate, he has noticed that this is a monk from the Western Regions, who has been following the national teacher.
Although I felt a little strange in my heart, I didn't ask much.
The old abbot was not a practitioner of the Dharma, nor did he know any magic tricks. What he was proficient in was all Buddhism, and even Fahai's supernatural powers were created by his own chance, and he accidentally got a inheritance from the master of Jinshan Temple.
I worshipped the old abbot as a teacher, and all I learned from him were Buddhist principles.
Therefore, as for Master Purdue and Master Cihang, he can't tell whether they are human or demon, and if they are enemies, he has no power to resist.
However, although it is impossible to see their true bodies behind the scenes, the old abbot has not lived in vain for more than 80 years, and his vision of seeing people is naturally extremely unique.
The reputation of this national teacher has been spread by people all over the world, and he also knows a thing or two, but people come to visit with kindness, no matter how bad it is, no matter how it is not tolerated by the world, it is not good to offend others for no reason.
It's a pity that Fa Hai is not currently in the temple, but he gave them a chance.
"Who is this… ?"
Hearing the other party's words, the old abbot still asked a question.
"Amitabha! The poor monk came from the Western Regions, and his name is Cihang. He is also a friend of the national teacher. He heard that the Jinshan Temple in Gusu is famous all over the world, so he specially came with the national teacher, thinking of paying a visit to fulfill his wish. "
Master Cihang looked at his senior brother and introduced himself.
"Oh! It turned out to be an eminent monk from the Western Regions, disrespectful, disrespectful!"
The old abbot looked him up and down with a look of surprise on his face.
"To be honest with the two of you, this Tibetan Sutra Pavilion is the essence of my Jinshan Temple. It's a pity that the Zen master in charge of this pavilion went down the mountain a few days ago and has not returned yet. If you want to visit, Lao Na can be a guide."
For their request, the old abbot did not resist. The Buddhist scriptures in the temple are collected in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. If they want to visit, there is nothing wrong with them. On the contrary, they can use it to publicize it.
Don't let them underestimate the heritage of our thousand-year-old temple.
"In that case, the poor monk is very grateful."
Master Cihang put his hands together and bowed to the old abbot.
His purpose is not as simple as visiting the Sutra Pavilion.
The Cangjing Pavilion is located in the Bodhidharma, at the innermost end of the whole temple. On weekdays, when the disciples do their homework, they will borrow and read the scriptures in the Cangjing Pavilion.
Because of the arrival of the national teacher, many disciples followed the instructions to welcome the national teacher and others, and even accompanied a group of officials to the guests. At present, there are very few disciples who are still staying in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to do their homework.
Accompanied by the abbot, Venerable Purdue stepped into the Bodhidharma, looked around, looked around, and his expression changed a little.
"National teacher, please!"
The old abbot stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. Master Purdue and his junior brother came to the door of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. After carefully looking at it, they entered immediately.
When his footsteps just stepped on the ground in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, suddenly, he only felt a mysterious yellow aura from the ground rushing up into the sky, and the whole person was immediately startled, but his expression did not change.
Although his concentration was astonishing, Master Cihang, who was next to him, only felt extremely uncomfortable after sensing this mysterious yellow aura. Not much to say, forcing the exercise to suppress the restless suffocation in the body.
The entire Sutra Collection Pavilion is divided into three floors, with a height of seven feet. It is very spacious inside. There are many cabinets around, and the cabinets are full of books and Buddhist scriptures.
On both sides of the wall, a row of ever-bright lamps was burning, and the room was as bright as day.
While visiting, Venerable Purdue was secretly calculating something, and occasionally made some perfunctory responses. When he got to the third floor, he pushed open the windows of the square and looked down at the surrounding terrain.
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"The Four Spirits pattern, the proper Four Spirit pattern!"
After the investigation was completed, Master Purdue couldn't help but be amazed. Combined with the vision just now, the aura of Xuanhuang rose into the sky. There is no doubt that the treasure he was searching for must be buried here.
The so-called four-spirit pattern refers to the four images named after the mountains.
Dongqinglong, Xibaihu, Nanzhuque, and Beixuanwu are transformed into the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, surrounding the main terrain in the center and complementing each other.
This type of terrain is generally used as an imperial mausoleum.
Today, the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in the Jinshan Temple just fits this terrain pattern. There is Jinguang Mountain in the east, a row of hills stretches to the west, Meihualing in the south, and Tianya Peak in the north.
But this is obviously not the emperor's mausoleum. Even so, according to his prediction, that treasure, a piece of dragon vein left by the previous emperor, is stained with the emperor's dragon spirit, and it is compatible with the emperor's mausoleum. .