Yi Jing said, "Witch Lian said that he has collected a very important piece of information. The evil lord Sheng Zhixuan may give a self-respecting skill to Feng Qingyou, the leader of the Saintess Sect. And Feng Qingyou, the leader of the Saintess Sect, will give it to He gave it to his disciple Fairy Yushu. Fairy Yushu said that this scroll of evil skills did not belong to the Saintess Sect in the first place. It should be returned to the disciples of the evil master Sheng Zhixuan. It was led by Bai Shiyuan, or Qiu Daocheng came to inherit it. The location is Foguang Temple."
Tolstoy and others felt their scalps numb, "Look who wrote this letter? Who wants to tell us such an important news? Why do I always feel that it cannot be the news delivered to us by the Witch Lotus?" , because she is by Demon Queen Zhu Yuyan’s side all the time. She acts with Master.”
Yi Jing's eyes shone brightly and he said, "If it were any other signature, I would be suspicious. Only Witch Lian's name is absolutely true. Because we have never met her since we captured Luo City. It is rumored that she has quietly lurked around the Evil Lord Sheng Zhixuan. It is possible that she can get this news."
Thor and Bafengnan couldn't help but think deeply after hearing his words.
In just a moment, the three of them decided to use their strategy.
"Foguang Temple, we are not familiar with it."
Yi Jing smiled and said, "Foguang Temple is just east of our Luo City, about thirty miles from the Fireworks Tower to Zhuque Street. It was already a declining Buddhist temple. Fairy Yushu used this place to make a fuss. The purpose is to make it clear to the successors of the evil sect. As the saying goes, evil cannot defeat good, Fairy Yushu has good intentions, she just wants to tell Bai Shiyuan and Qiu Daocheng. No matter who inherits the mysterious mantle of the evil sect, the saint cannot be ignored. The female sect’s influence in this matter.”
Thor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "After listening to Master Yi's analysis, such a complicated situation gradually became clear. Okay, we can finally have a big fight again."
Yi Jing shook his head and said, "Master Tuo and Brother Bafeng cannot go with me."
Ba Fengnan asked, "Why."
"The fact that Evil Lord Sheng Zhixuan was willing to hand over part of the remains to Feng Qingyou, the leader of the Saintess Sect, with confidence, shows that he was intentionally or unintentionally provoking the Saintess Sect. And Feng Qingyou, the leader of the Saintess Sect, handed it over to his disciple, Let Fairy Yushu handle this matter. It already explains the problem, that is, she intends to pass the title of Saintess Sect to Fairy Yushu. In the future, major events in Saintess Sect will probably be decided by this young and beautiful fairy. ”
Ba Fengnan's blood boiled all over and he said, "As soon as the Saint Fairy takes action, the Witch Lotus will definitely be possessed by the evil spirit, and it will gradually hang around her like a hanged ghost. It's just that the Witch doesn't want to be distracted by other things. That's why she chose to let us do the same. Get involved in this matter together. After all, the relationship between Xuanmen Zhengzong and us is still in a delicate balance. So as long as we intervene, Witch Lotus's purpose of muddying the water will be achieved. It's amazing. scheming!"
Tolstoy smiled and said, "Since no one doubts the authenticity of this matter, then what are you waiting for? Mr. Yi, what do you think?"
"Well, it seems that the Demon Queen Zhu Yuyan wants to have a showdown with the Evil Lord Sheng Zhixuan. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I want my two brothers to entangle the Evil Lord for me. But you must remember that the Demon Queen also Okay, so be it Evil Lord. Either one of them is capable of destroying us alone. So don’t confront them head-on unless absolutely necessary."
Ba Fengnan's eyes were enthusiastic and he said, "And you can take advantage of this opportunity to enter Foguang Temple. The best time to fish in troubled waters is when Bai Shiyuan and Qiu Daocheng show up. Grab the remaining scroll of Only One's Sovereign Gong. That's right. no."
Yi Jing chuckled, "I can't hide anything from you, Brother Ba. Yes, I do have such a plan. My dear brothers, I'll leave this matter to you."
The three of them looked at each other passionately and showed determined expressions. Determined to accomplish this almost impossible task.
On August 14th, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival in Wuhun Continent, the entire Luo City became lively when the grand festival arrived. Whether it is the markets in the four major urban districts of east, west, south, or north, or the cloth shops, streets, restaurants, and teahouses in the city, they are all crowded with people.
In order to cope with the excitement of the festival, Yi Jing promulgated an "imperial edict" early. All citizens, martial practitioners, and merchants coming in and out of the four major city gates are tax-free.
This news had been spread among the caravans and people leaving the city before August 10th. For a time, the caravans and knights-errants who came to Luo City to take advantage of the bustling festival and conduct transactions were even more crowded. There was an endless stream of visitors, and the entire Luo City showed great vitality and vitality.
Yi Jing arrived at Foguang Temple early, while good brothers Thor and Ba Fengnan sat down next to the main street of Longquan Restaurant, which was the only way to enter Foshan Temple.
From here, anyone passing by on the street can be monitored. However, since Foshan Temple has been abandoned for many years, there are naturally very few guests entering the temple to burn incense, and it is not as lively as other places. Therefore, Thor and Bafengnan can save a lot of time in monitoring.
However, because the target person they were monitoring was too powerful, the two of them did not dare to drink even if they entered the restaurant. Instead, I just ordered some snacks and a pot of tea, tasting them while exploring the street. His eyes searched for any suspicious person coming and going.
When Yi Jing entered Foguang Temple carrying the enhanced sword of extreme soul.
In the courtyard, when I moved to the left under the shade of a tree, an old monk walked over.
Wearing a black coarse cloth monk's robe, he raised his hand to Yi Jing and said, "Donor, there are already several benefactors waiting for you in the main hall. Please come with me."
Yi Jing pointed to his nose and said, "How do you know they are looking for me? Old man, could it be a mistake?"
"Haha, that's right. The female donor said. There will be a handsome young man with broad shoulders and a jade crown on his head who will enter the temple. There is an ancient sword on his back. If you see this person, please help her. Enter the Dharma Palace."
Yi Jing frowned and raised his eyebrows. He had already guessed the identity of the person. He laughed and said politely, "Old man, please lead the way. I will follow you there."
The old monk said again, "Amitabha." He led Yi Jing to the Dharma Treasure Hall.
This large Foguang Temple is only because there is a golden Buddha said to be from ancient times. The golden Buddha is about 100 meters high and dozens of meters wide. It embraces several towering bodhi trees that are 100 meters high. Whenever the sun shines down, there will be a golden mountain in the entire temple, hence the name Foguang Temple.
As early as thousands of years ago, the entire Foguang Temple was crowded with pilgrims and was very lively and prosperous.
Later, I heard that an evil spirit appeared in the temple, and its reputation was ruined from then on. There are no more pilgrims willing to come to offer incense.
Yi Jing followed the old monk and learned about the past of Foguang Temple. When he heard this paragraph, he already had a suspicion in his heart. He secretly felt that the guy who ruined the reputation of Foguang Temple. It must have something to do with the murderous monk king.
Because the latter got a volume of heresy and started a journey from Buddha to demon, and became the common enemy of the martial arts practitioners in Wuhun Continent. In the end, he was buried in the sea of fire among the fake treasures in the holy mountain.
"Donor, the place has arrived, please go in."
The old monk slowly turned around and left the Dharma Hall. Yi Jing said thank you and walked in.
The entire hall presents a three-dimensional architectural feel. From the door to the middle of the hall, there are about thirty buildings. The two rows of huge pillars in the middle, which require two people to hug, support the roof of the 100-meter-high palace. A huge building surrounded by black banners seems to have been sleeping in this silent temple for many years. But judging from the appearance of the banner cage, its outer outline seems to confirm the legend of Foguang Temple.
No wonder Yi Jing didn't see the 100-meter Golden Buddha outside. It turned out that the Golden Buddha was wrapped in a flag cage that seemed to be able to isolate energy. Hidden in the Dharma Hall.
Under the banner cage, there are statues of gods and Buddhas arranged in twelve directions. The sitting postures of these statues of gods and Buddhas are very strange.
In any other temple, the Taoist statues would face the pilgrims, but these twelve Buddha statues. All of them have their backs to the pilgrims. It looked as if they were chanting sutras in front of the banner cage. It gives people a mysterious feeling.
Yi Jing's eyes rested on a woman under one of the Buddha statues who also carried an ancient long sword on her back.
Her beautiful body, with strands of green silk hanging down naturally and freely, was dressed in a long skirt, which perfectly highlighted her figure. He looks so unworldly, like an outsider who doesn't care about the world at all.
Yi Jing was shocked and immediately felt a sense of respect in his heart. He said to the man, "Fairy Yushu, we haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay?"
He originally wanted to say that you're all right, but when the words came to his lips, he changed them to more familiar idioms.
Fairy Yushu did not turn around, but put her hands together and worshiped the twelve gods and Buddhas standing in front of him with heavenly support.
Finally, as if she had completed the ritual, she slowly turned away from her delicate body and showed a sweet smile to Yi Jing. Even through a gauze scarf on her face, Yi Jing could feel her for a year or two. The time has not been seen. It seems that beauty has new ideas again. The holy light and pure glow all over her body make people dare not have any abnormal thoughts.
"Haha, City Lord Yi, you are finally here."
Yi Jing said in surprise, "Isn't the fairy waiting for me? I heard that you are going to be here. Leave the remaining evil scroll of "Only My Own God" in the hands of Bai Shiyuan and Qiu Daocheng. But there is something urgent."
Saint Fairy Yu Shu did not answer the question, but cast a faint glance at him, which made Yi Jing immediately feel a sense of ecstasy, and said to him, "Did Sister Lian tell you the news?"
Yi Jing's head went numb, "Honestly, I don't want to think about anything about Witch Lotus here."
Yu Shusheng's heart trembled, as if he felt another layer of meaning in his words.