Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 41: Your Highness, you should have been dead long ago

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Xia Ji strolled through the treasure trove of the Sixth Peak.

After looking at the magical artifacts, there are some ordinary soldiers, followed by hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, famous incense copper stoves, pens and ink, rhinoceros horns and tusks, precious jade and strange stones, etc., and then some items to restore injuries, restore vitality, and detoxify. He doesn't like elixirs like Qingxin.

What interests him is that it is said that there were many precious elixirs here, and there are even some that can directly improve the cultivation of Zhenqi for decades, can restore almost all Zhenqi in an instant, and can cleanse the marrow through Yi Jing to improve the qualifications of the root and bone. All of these... can be described as miraculous, and are called wonderful elixirs.

However, because Leiyin Temple's elixir recipe was lost, the ones passed down from the ancestors used one less elixir. Twenty years ago, the last elixir was used up, and now all that are left are ordinary elixirs.

"According to rumors, Leiyin Temple was so prosperous in ancient times.

The top is Moxiao Hanzhong, and the root is connected to Xumi Vein. Yao Cao Xiang Hui, Qihua Zizhi, Fairy Ape and White Crane, Qingluan Colorful Phoenix, Zhuque Pavilion. Temple of the Heavenly King, Dharma Protector Hall, Pagoda Tower, Ubo Flower Pond, Ten Thousand Buddhas Visiting...

Now, only the scaly claws are left, and they are no longer as glorious as before. "

Xia Ji sighed with emotion. In fact, just by looking at the virtues of the holy monks who came out of Leiyin Temple and the previous abbot, he understood that this temple was really in decline. The original inheritance was probably broken, except for the scriptures. Two or three books, a few Buddha statues, but nothing more.

Even if it is a Buddha statue, there is very little spirit that remains to this day, otherwise it would not be easily absorbed by him.

Of course, there is also the Xuan Zhen.

The Demon Suppressing Formation and the Arhat Formation.

He asked about the empty space he once had and how comfortable he is now.

Zi Zi only knows that these two major formations are based on the region, taking root here and gathering the spirits of heaven and earth.

Shunuo may still survive, but this kind of mountain-holding formation is instantly destroyed.

However, the opening of the mysterious formation requires a secret method. This secret method has always been transmitted alone. In this generation, the Demon Suppressing Formation was transmitted to the abbot, and the Arhat Formation was transmitted to Shikong. When these two people died, the secret method of opening the formation was broken.

However, all this is not completely without clues. There are hundreds of thousands of documents stuffed in the treasure house of the Sixth Peak. These documents are the notebooks of Zen masters and have been piled up for thousands of years. There may not be any information in them, but The documents are in tatters, and many of them have even been bitten by bookworms. They are in tatters and disordered. If you want to find some clues, it is better to look for needles in the river. You need to search carefully one by one.

This was hard work, and Zizai said he would come and let the Zen monk check it every day.

After all, the secret method of using the two profound formations can be found, and this new Leiyin Temple can truly stand firm.

After giving this task to the monk.

Xia Ji walked towards the ninth peak.

There is one last hidden danger in Mount Sumeru, and that is the old monk guarding the treasures of the Sea of Suffering.

Xia Ji met him once.

Now, I want to see him for the second time.

The first time, I came to learn from the prince who was under house arrest.

This time, it was completely different.

In the evening of winter, the rosy clouds are like blood, and the cliffs on both sides have been piled up with thicker and thicker clouds and mist. The mist is shimmering and misty, and the unmelted white snow has absorbed the little warmth from the sky and the earth, making the peak more and more beautiful. Cold and desolate, heartless.

The old monk was still sitting opposite the chessboard. When he saw Xia Ji, he raised his voice and said: "All things are impermanent, and everything in the world is in the process of birth and death. Last time it was the donor, but this time it is the Buddha. Lao Monk The assertion was never wrong.”

Xia Ji sat on the stone chair opposite him and said with a smile: "But you only cut off three parts of your demonic nature, otherwise the situation would be very different now. This is also the monk's fault."

When the abbot pronounced "seven parts Buddha and three parts demon", he received "special care" from Concubine Wan. If the sentence given was "ten demons", then it would not just be a matter of "special care"...

The judgment given by the abbot must have come from the old monk.

The old monk said, this is correct.

The abbot immediately sent word back to the palace that there was a problem.

But although the old monk said it, he lied, because when the two were talking about the child, the old monk knew clearly that it was not about the three-part demon at all, but he still only talked about the three-part demon, which is also problematic. .

In short, he had the idea of "protecting" Xia Ji.

The old monk smiled and said: "This is not my fault, but your highness's fault, because... your highness is worthy of my doing this."

Xia Ji asked: "What if you had known today and sentenced you again?"

The old monk said calmly: "No change."

"constant?"

"constant."

Xia Ji burst out laughing, and then asked, "How do you think I am now, how much of a demon and how much of a Buddha?"

The old monk smiled and stared at the young prince in front of him for a long time. Then he clasped his hands and said softly: "I see that your highness... is spotless and very Buddha-like."

Xia Ji stopped laughing, looked at the old monk for a long time, and then suddenly asked: "How long will the monk continue to sit there?"

The old monk said: "My feet have become roots. If I take root here, I will live forever."

After saying that, the old monk slowly started to move. Xia Ji then noticed that the old monk's legs were actually tree roots. They were twisted and knotted, densely packed, and the roots were hidden under the chessboard.

And when he moved, those tree roots were like hundreds of giant pythons swimming slowly. This was not an illusion, so the old monk in front of him...

"Old monk is originally a sala tree. In ancient times, he received a spiritual seed. The spiritual fetus was raised for thousands of years. Now he is more than a hundred years old. Because he was infected by the Buddha's spirit on Mount Xumi, he was born like an old monk. This is All the abbots of all generations knew this.

Your Highness, there is no need to worry about Lao Na. In Lao Na’s view, this Leiyin Temple should have been the place of Buddha, and it has been polluted for a long time...

Now that he is under the care of His Highness, the old monk is really happy. "

Xia Ji thought for a moment and probably understood.

The sentence "seven parts Buddha, three parts demon" was deliberately told to the abbot by the old monk. Perhaps he wanted to trick the abbot to death so that the entire Leiyin Temple could be reborn from the ashes and have a new lease of life.

He took a fancy to himself.

However, he could do nothing on the top of the mountain. When the situation fell to his side, he used just the right strength to push the boat forward, drink and peck, and it was determined. So when he saw himself, he understood " The cause you sow has reaped the fruit you deserve." That's why he smiles.

This is not a plan, but it is the old monk's move and his encouragement.

Xia Ji asked: "Does the monk have anything to teach me?"

The old monk said: "To suppress the demon, I can tell your highness the secret method of opening the two profound formations of Arhat.

In addition, there is the whereabouts of the Leiyin Temple inheritance.

According to what the abbot said a hundred years ago, the Eighth Peak was originally a place where ancient monks could recite scriptures, but it has been abandoned to this day. Now, the mountains outside Yunhai have become the lairs of many great monsters.

However, these big monsters are inspired by human ethics and the compassion of Buddhism, so they do not do evil. On the contrary, many of the lost books of Leiyin Temple are hidden by these big monsters. These big monsters are not snatched by them, but are hidden in Leiyin Temple. When the temple suffered a catastrophe, they were quietly taken away, which can be regarded as a kind of protection and continuation of the secret inheritance.

If Your Highness wants to read the scriptures, if the time is right, he can go and look for those monsters. "

Xia Ji thought of the vixen the Ninth Princess met, and also thought of the sentence "What she wants is a great Shang royal family that can tolerate the demon", so he asked: "Has the demon suffered a great disaster now?"

The old monk said: "I was born from heaven and earth, so I know some techniques of looking at the qi of heaven and earth. If the qi is bright, it will be prosperous, and if the qi is dark, it will be ruined. If the qi is red, it will be rich, if the qi is black, there will be misfortune, and if the qi is purple, it will be great. expensive.

Now... Although everything in the world is as usual, the billowing black air that covers the sky and the sun is slowly suppressing it. As expected, an unprecedented killing disaster is about to come. Monsters are also living beings, and they naturally cannot escape this killing. Tribulation.

Likewise, I can't escape, His Highness can't escape, and no one can escape.

Some people don't understand that this massacre is coming, and they are confused.

Some people know that this calamity is coming, but they are unable to do anything, are lucky, or hide from the world to avoid it.

But others are starting to make preparations in order to have one more bargaining chip, one more trump card, and one more ally in the killing.

The emperor left the imperial capital, and Lao Na thought that he was just taking advantage of the current situation for this very purpose. "

Xia Ji said: "What about the monk's allies?"

"I am a tree demon. Although not many people know about it, I am still a demon after all. In the past, demons lived in harmony with people, and it was okay, but now... this huge world can no longer tolerate demons."

The old monk smiled and then added, "I won't tolerate it, Your Highness."

"Why?"

"Because demons are aliens,

And His Highness is an anomaly who has changed his life!

Otherwise... His Highness should never have come to Mount Sumeru to play chess with Lao Na, nor should he have survived the ghost attack on the city.

Your Highness, he should have been dead long ago. "

Xia Ji:…

The old monk continued: "All living beings have a destiny, but this is not an unchangeable destiny. It can be changed by chance and hard work.

But for someone like His Highness, it can no longer be explained clearly by changing one's fate.

His Highness has completely changed his life, so for those who are proficient in stargazing, His Highness's existence is as clear as the bright scorching sun in the late night sky.

Maybe it was hazy at first, but the moment His Highness defended the imperial city and guarded against the ghosts, the sky was in chaos, the destiny was in chaos, and the source of everything was His Highness.

Therefore, Lao Na knew, and the Chief and Little Siming of Jian Tiansi, and even His Highness the Eighth Emperor's sister also knew that they had already sent letters to inform many people, and this was where the abbot's information came from.

Forgive me for speaking frankly, in this world today, His Highness is already an enemy. "

End of words.

silent.

a long time…

Xia Ji smiled and replied gently:

"so what."