There are not many monks in Xuantian Temple, and most of them are muscular men who practice asceticism. In addition to a few rows of houses centered around the Main Hall, there are several small houses scattered on the surrounding hills.
Before long, Han Miaojun had been eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures on one of the hills, cultivating her body and mind. The evil woman became even worse.
From this we can see that just eating vegetarian food and chanting scriptures will not bring you enlightenment, medicine cannot cure terminal illnesses, and Buddha will save those who are destined to be saved. If you don’t have a compassionate heart, the Buddha will not even look at you even if you break the wooden fish.
Of course, filling up the donation box or gilding the Buddha statue is another matter.
Not only the abbot, but also the Buddha will smile and think that you have a wise heart and will have a connection with Buddha in your next life.
In this life...
Sincerity is the key to success. Sincerity is the key to success.
Lu Bei was not interested in a physical confrontation with the bald men, nor did he care whether there were eighteen bronze men in Xuantian Temple. He let out a wisp of aura and waited on the spot for Gu Zongchen to show up.
Soon, under Lu Dong's guidance, Gu Zongchen stepped forward with an expressionless face.
In the monk circle, the ugly ones are called masters, and the handsome ones are called royal brothers.
Gu Zongchen was dressed in a white monk's robe, with red lips and white teeth, and red lotus patterns on his eyebrows. He had a holy temperament and was the most handsome bald man in the entire Xuantian Temple. As soon as he appeared, Tu Yuan glanced at him sideways.
"It's an okay appearance, but it's far inferior to you, my master!"
"Bi Shui-yi, don't tell the truth all the time."
Lu Bei snorted coldly, planted a bump on his backhand, and said to Gu Zongchen: "Dou Muxie, where is your mask, why don't you wear it?"
Gu Zongchen looked at the master and servant coldly, and was not curious about Tu Yuan's true identity: "The body is illusory, and things outside the body can be possessed or not."
You are a **, so good at showing off!
"hehe."
Lu Bei smiled disdainfully: "So what if you can fight? There are several monks in Xuantian Temple, several Mahayana masters in Gu family, and how many troops does Xiongchu have? Giving you a mask is not to protect yourself, but to protect the things in your heart."
At the end of his speech, his pronunciation became more emphasized.
Gu Zongchen fell silent upon hearing this and put on the mask obediently.
All children in their rebellious period are like this. Gu Zongchen is one of the smart ones, while the stupid ones say it is social injustice when they are beaten.
"Let's go to Xiangwu. I have two lackeys who need to be punished. Let's teach them a lesson today."
The void shattered, and Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan followed Lu Bei and stepped out, arriving at the border of Xiangwu.
“Amitabha…”
In the meditation room of Xuantian Temple, Zheng Qing clasped his hands together with an extremely complicated expression.
Gu Zongchen was a Buddhist son in the human world. He was born extraordinary and had a great mission. He protected him carefully and tried his best to leave a quiet place for him.
Finally, the day came when the red apricot blossomed out of the wall.
Zheng Qing wanted to stop them, but he couldn't find a reason, and using force was even more impossible. No matter whether it was Gu Zongchen or Lu Bei, they came and went freely and no one could stay.
In addition to the two of them, the 1.2-meter-tall Tu Yuan also made him feel pressured.
Zheng Qing recited Buddhist scriptures for a while, then stood up and slowly walked outside the house. He looked at the rising sun, closed his eyes and began to dream.
There is everything in dreams.
Today's dream was different from the ordinary. Twelve of the thirty-six relics were taken away by the black hand, and the remaining twenty-four transformed into the gods, including the God of Merit, the God of Eloquence, the Lord Brahma, and the Indra...
There seems to be an unspeakable fate in the dark.
"That black hand is Tian..."
"Or a human?"
"Is fate... really unchangeable?"
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On the other side, three figures walked across the deserted mountain. Lu Bei looked forward, raised his hand and wiped his face, turning it into a painted mask. He said in a muffled voice, "Xiangwu has two Mahayana stars, the legacy of the previous Xuanwu, they are Qin Shiwen, the 'Golden Bull', and Yang Dian, the 'Female Earth Bat'. You two..."
The identities of the stars should be kept secret, but the circle of the Mahayana period is only one small one. With the Kyushu continent divided into four parts, the stars under the Four Symbols have almost all met each other and can recognize each other even with their faces covered, so there is no possibility of keeping it secret.
In addition, Lu Bei was not a serious Xuanwu, so he had no intention of hiding it from the beginning.
Besides, Tu Yuan is his loyal dog and one of his own. Gu Zongchen can barely be considered half of his own and is his personal guard among the seven stars. There is no point in hiding it from the two of them.
He trusted his employees and exposed Qin Shiwen and Yang Dian's past on the spot.
"Don't make too much noise later. Xiangwu is a big country of the human race. If we make too much noise, more than a dozen Mahayana cultivators will rush over and knock them all down, which will not end well." Lu Bei reminded.
“Monks are compassionate.”
“Hehehehe—”
The two of them understood Lu Bei and understood what he meant without even thinking.
Lu Bei was satisfied, and with a dark face, he pushed the blame to his subordinates: "Don't do boring things. We are new here, so we should follow the host's wishes and not mess around on other people's territory."
After giving the warning, he took the lead and followed Tu Yuan, heading straight for the first stop of the journey.
Xiangwu.
Capital, Hualong Pavilion.
Every country has its own national conditions, and Xiangwu is no exception. As a great nation, Xiangwu's strength on paper is not much different from Zhaoqin's. Both are unreasonable people who can cause chaos in the surrounding small countries for three to five years with just a stomp of their feet.
But Zhao Qin has Jiang Suxin, whose cultivation is above everyone else, and no one can compare to him.
Xiangwu has several strong forces, with four Mahayana cultivators being the most powerful ones in the territory, and their cultivation levels are almost equal to Jiang Li and Chang Wenyuan. Because a quadrilateral is not as stable as a triangle, Xiangwu has been undercurrent for many years and there has been no peace for almost a thousand years.
Jiang Suxin contributed a lot to this.
Time goes back a thousand years ago. Xiangwu and Zhaoqin were located on the southeast side of the Kyushu continent. As both were great human race countries, there was no possibility of them living in harmony. There was only open fighting but no secret fighting. They were not even brothers on the surface.
At that time, Zhao Qin was facing internal and external troubles, and the royal family could not suppress the ambitions of the four parties. Xiang Wu supported them behind the scenes and waited for the Jiang family to be driven off the throne.
Jiang Suxin rose to power and launched a heavy attack internally, killing countless people without mercy. He was also ruthless to external parties. He rushed to Xiangwu alone, and using the magical power of Dian Cang Seal, he had a friendly exchange on the physical level with the Mahayana monks of Xiangwu.
Jiang Suxin had not yet reached her peak at that time, and communication was a little difficult. It was finally the Great Xia Emperor Ji who stepped in to act as a peacemaker, allowing the two countries to shake hands and make peace.
Xiang Wu then restrained himself and dared not interfere in Zhao Qin's internal affairs anymore, but in private, he continued to plot and scheme.
Afterwards, Jiang Suxin's cultivation reached the peak. As Xuanwu, he used his own method to retaliate against the enemy and accepted Qin Shiwen and Yang Dian as Niu Jinniu and Nu Tufu.
The two men, one good and one evil, had clear positions. Not only did they beat their own stupid brains out, they also caused the national strength of Xiang Wu to decline.
Among them, Yang Dian, as the royal lecturer passed down from generation to generation in Xiangwu, holds a high position. He is the leader of Hualong Pavilion and a grand master of martial arts. He is a positive character.
He dabbled in many areas in his life and had three major hobbies, which he considered to be the best in the world.
The Tao, the devil, the Buddha, the sword, and the poetry are all perfect.
It is not surprising that there are five of the three uniques. This is what the Mahayana period is like. There is no way to ascend, so one finds another way. Gradually, one becomes a jack of all trades and knows a little bit about everything.
Hualong Pavilion in the capital was the royal library, and the students coming and going were all royal disciples, relatives of the emperor, and nobles. Even an inconspicuous little book boy could be found in his family tree to have ancestors who had three dukes in four generations.
Lu Bei and his two companions walked along the stone steps of the avenue, looking out of place. However, due to Tu Yuan's charm, passers-by subconsciously ignored them and no one thought there was anything strange about the three aliens.
"As expected of a thousand-year-old divine dynasty, with many talented people and beautiful scenery. I don't know if those beautiful girls just now were princesses or young ladies from wealthy families. They were so pretty." Lu Bei said appreciatively.
With such a style, it's fine if he doesn't speak, but once he speaks, the punctuation marks can reveal his true colors. He can barely play the villain, but it's really difficult for him to pretend to be a big boss.
Gu Zongchen turned a deaf ear to them, Lu Dong just laughed coldly, but only the loyal dog Tu Yuan heard it and said, "Master, do you want me to catch them and entertain you?"
"I'm happy already."
Perhaps it was because Tu Yuan was too arrogant. The moment she stepped into Hualong Pavilion, she began to unrestrainedly exude her unbridled charm, which soon attracted several old men with white beards.
Three people are trying to overcome the tribulation and one is in the Mahayana stage. To be more precise, they are three earthly immortals who failed in overcoming the tribulation and changed their professions.
Lu Bei was itching to do it, so he swallowed his saliva, held Tu Yuan down and stepped forward: "Where is the Third Supreme Yang Dianfeng? Let him come out and die quickly."
One step forward and your aura is clear.
Tu Yuan, who is only 1.2 meters tall, is strong, but he smells too much like a dog and it is obvious at first glance that he is not the leader.
Needless to say, Lu Bei is even worse than her.
In this way, Gu Zongchen, who had been silent and silent, suddenly became taller.
Some people can be the protagonists even without any posing or lines. They are so eye-catching that the Mahayana cultivators simply ignored Lu Bei and looked at him with full vigilance.
"Who are you, sir? What brings you to my Xiangwu Hualong Pavilion?"
"Hey, I told you to find Yang Dianfeng, don't you understand?"
Lu Bei was stunned at first, and seemed to hear Lu Dong's pig laughter in his ears. Unhappy, he raised five fingers, grabbed the void and pulled hard.
In an instant, the sky turned upside down. The four white-bearded old men, including a Mahayana cultivator, all had stiff hands and feet, and their bodies twisted along with the space.
The strange force penetrated into their bodies, and the three earthly immortals vomited blood on the spot. Only the Mahayana cultivator managed to protect himself, took out his magic weapon and escaped into the void, reappearing after escaping the disaster.
Swish!
He only saw a flash of golden light, and then five fingers clasped his face, and he knew nothing after that.
"Nothing special."
Lu Bei earned 800 million yuan, but only took the experience points for defeating the enemy and did not ask for more. Suddenly, he felt a heavy pressure coming from the front, and he subconsciously raised his eyebrows and looked towards it.
The man was wearing a purple robe, had a white face and a beard, looked middle-aged, was gentle and refined, and had a sense of righteousness.
Female earth bat, Yang Dian.
Lu Bei curled his lips. From his experience in the martial arts world, it is not a good idea to judge people by their appearance. The more righteous a person looks, the more likely he is to be a thief or a whore. For example, a certain leader of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, he hoped that the other party knew this, so he would not name him here.
"Who are you, and what do you want from me, Yang?"
Yang Dian looked intently at Gu Zongchen. He looked ordinary on the outside, but he was a world of his own on the inside. Even if he had great supernatural powers, it was difficult to see his true appearance in person, which put a lot of pressure on him.
Although the other two are also very strong and may not be able to beat any of them, they are still far inferior to this guy.
Lu Bei: …
He always tries to steal the spotlight. Next time I won’t take Gu Zongchen out with me.