Qin Ye looked at the old monk with interest: "Can you see my strength?"
The old monk shook his head and bit his lip. Can't see, but can feel...
It is like facing the abyss of hell, what kind of existence is this!
I didn't intend to stay here any longer, but now Qin Ye is somewhat interested. Lifting his chin towards the temple, without caring about other people's eyes, he slowly said, "When was this place built?"
As he spoke, he walked towards a path. The old monk followed consciously and whispered, "Three years ago."
Qin Ye nodded: "Who are you worshipping?"
"Jiuyou Yan Wang Qin Yan Wang." The old monk didn't have to wait to ask this time, and said consciously: "Actually, in the past, the emperor was usually worshipped by Fengdu. And it belongs to the Taoist deity. But I don't know which day... The poor monk thinks about it. …”
He pondered for a while, and said somewhat uncertainly: "About five or six years ago, all the statues of the Great Emperor Fengdu were cracked. This is nothing in the eyes of ordinary believers. But we know that this is a sign of the ascension of the Lord God. Together with him Fragmented, and Ksitigarbha…”
He glanced at Qin Ye cautiously, put his hands together, lowered his eyes and said, "At that time, the National Religious Association held a meeting. You know, because of certain things in the past. The Chinese government has always been open to religion. One eye is closed, no outsiders will come to the religious association. It is a very good specification to be able to get a relevant person from the Ministry of Education, Science and Culture, or the Ministry of Culture or the Propaganda Department... "
"However, at the conference of religious associations three years ago, the three top leaders of the Ministry of Culture, the Ministry of Propaganda and UNESCO were all present. Moreover, a series of documents were released."
There was emotion in his eyes: "It was a collection of unearthed cultural relics, sculptures, monuments, etc... It was clearly written that according to the calendar of the underworld, after 2000, it belonged to the Qin Yanwang, whose full name is Jiuyou Beiyin Great Emperor. And ... The three major organizations have unanimously requested that hundreds of millions of dollars be allocated, and the Taoist temples and temples of the underworld should be rectified immediately."
"Not only us, but even textbooks and encyclopedias, all of which have been revised uniformly. And we need to take the initiative to promote it. After a few years, everyone basically knows about this Qin Yanwang."
Qin Ye smiled.
This Nima... Is he Taoism or Buddhism
According to the name "XXXX the Great", it is obviously Taoism. However, Buddhism also allows his incense. Should it be related to Jizo
He hadn't read the records about himself that were unearthed in the world. This is his death script. There are more than one billion people in China. As long as a hundred years, his belief is unbreakable.
"What is this Qin Yanwang in charge of?"
"Mr. Hui, Qin Yanwang is in charge of life and death, misfortune, good fortune, disaster and pain. Cause and effect after death. Strange to say, since he converted to Qin Yanwang a few years ago, many people with ghosts in their hearts have come to offer incense, and there are ghosts and dreams at night. Those ordinary men and women, or devout believers, will also have dreams after incense. Tell them which way they will go after death. When they wake up, they will remember it clearly."
It seems that his coroners are still very capable of doing things... Qin Ye smiled slightly, looked at the men in black trench coats who were following behind him at some point, and said with a smile, "Law enforcement team? Or the special investigation department?"
The old monk's face changed, and his hands trembled: "Sir... No, this is not... "
Before he finished speaking, a flower flashed before his eyes, and the person just now had disappeared.
Thump... He knelt down and sat down with his legs soft. At the same time, several black trench coats rushed over immediately. Looking around in surprise, after a long time, they all looked at the old monk who was full of cold sweat and lost his soul: "Where is the person?"
The old monk shook his head dully.
… … … … … Gonger Peak, the highest peak in the Kunlun Mountains.
According to legend, this place is on the same level as the sky, and one step up is where the gods are. There are also legends that the Queen Mother of the West lives here and has the medicine of immortality.
Kunlun, these two words have a strong mythological color. But the real owner here is only a humble house.
The house built with thatch, a piece of green bamboo was planted on the peak of the snow mountain. Just in front of the thatched hut, an old man, wearing a mink clothes, holding a fishing rod, resting his chin in one hand. Fishing while sleeping.
In front of him, there was a sparkling pond, about tens of meters wide, full of lotus flowers and green lotus leaves floating in it, which was impossible on the top of the snow-capped mountains!
But the most striking thing is that in the center of the pond, a stone tablet protruding from the water has a sword covered with snow on it.
The old fisherman did not move, and this scene seemed eternal. But suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked around solemnly: "Who?"
"No invitations today, come uninvited... Your Excellency should show up!"
A figure slowly walked out from behind the green bamboo, it was Qin Ye.
The wind and snow didn't seem to fall on him at all. He reached out and knocked on the green bamboo, and said with a smile, "Sword Master Xuanyuan is really interested. It's not bad that the snow-capped peak can make such a scene."
"You are... his disciple? Judge... Yes, yes, it is not easy for mortals to cultivate to this level."
At the moment when his figure appeared, the old fisherman's whole body's mino clothes were not blown by the wind. He looked at Qin Ye dignifiedly, his body was like a tiger ready to prey, and the veins on his arms burst out. not moving at all.
Tick tick... A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead and fell on the snow, like boiling water, with a "Zhi" sound.
very scary…
The judge has approached the high-level eunuch, and he can see some things that the low-level eunuch can't see. At this moment, he is serious, and it is not human at all! but walking hell!
Although it looks like a young man, there are several terrifying Yin Qi behind him! They are like living creatures, sheltering each other. And since the moment he appeared, the infuriating energy of the entire mountain completely disappeared. Only the blue and black yin is surging!
"you… "
"Don't be afraid." Qin Ye pressed his hand: "Old acquaintance. Your master is very familiar with me."
"Indeed." Before he could finish speaking, the door of the thatched cottage had already opened. Sword Master Xuanyuan, who had not seen him for several years, was wearing a Taoist robe. Hands over deeply, almost ninety degrees: "I have seen Qin Yan Wang."
thump!
Before he finished speaking, the old fisherman had already landed on all fours and almost fell to the ground, and then seemed to want to raise his head desperately. But he didn't dare, so he could only sneak a glance at Qin Ye from the corner of his eye.
Qin Yanwang
This, this is that Qin Yan Wang? The name that once the First Cultivator could not speak? Lord of the Underworld
The real deal... terrestrial death? !
After reacting, the first feeling was panic. The second feeling is that I am glad that I can see such a mythical person in my lifetime. Finally, there is emotion.
This is the real body of Qin Yanwang...
"You haven't walked in the world for several years. Is there something important to come here this time?" Sword Master Xuanyuan made a gesture of invitation, and Qin Ye followed him into the thatched cottage.
The layout inside is also very simple, with the Eight Immortals table, Taishi chairs, and another room with gossip and futon. Qin Ye was not polite, and sat down in the main seat. Two cups of fragrant tea were already placed on the table.
"Snow lotus, plus the tea made from Qianshan Xue, the whole country of China only has me here. This is the best thing I can come up with. Don't take offense to Qin Yanwang." Sword Master Xuanyuan said sincerely.
"How could it be." Qin Ye smiled and lifted the lid to open the cup, and a cold fragrance came over the surface. Quiet and lasting, as if the soul had been clarified. He glanced at each other unexpectedly, nodded and said, "Good tea."
Next is silence.
Qin Ye took a sip of tea, paused for a few seconds, and finally said, "Long time no see."
"It's been a long time indeed. It's hard to believe that Prince Qin still remembers this old man... I won't go to hell after death, right?" Sword Master Xuanyuan smiled bitterly.
Qin Ye restrained his smile and looked at each other seriously. Slowly said: "You can bring this king's words to all those who are worried about this matter. Tell them... I understand their approach and position."
His fingers were like playing a piano, lightly dipping on the table, and there was some beauty in his eyes, as if he had violated the days when he walked in the sun. After a long time, he said lightly: "Human... This kind of creature, living in the world, has its own position."
"If you have a position, your behavior must be consistent. Besides, the situation was special at the time. I didn't explain it, and some of the methods you took are not too radical. At least... We can barely call it a good gathering and a good break."
"Hey..." Sword Master Xuanyuan sighed softly.
There are many people at the top who regret it. They regret why Qin Ye didn't treat him better when he was in the world. I regret why I used Yin Yu to inspect again and again. But they also knew that if the situation were to come again, they would make the exact same choice.
"However, it's all over." Qin Ye smiled casually: "This time, this king has something important to do."
Sword Master Xuanyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and said softly, "Gonggeer Peak has changed."
Qin Ye nodded, but before he could speak, the other party immediately said anxiously, "Please make it clear, sir, is it serious? Will... the spiritual disaster happen again?"
Think bad, bro.
Qin Ye said with a smile: "Don't worry, this time the gate of the heavens opens. After I ascended the throne a few years ago, the gods have learned from each other, and the three worlds are interconnected. This time... I'm afraid there will be an acquaintance."
Sword Master Xuanyuan let out a long sigh of relief and asked subconsciously, "Who?"
Qin Ye took a sip from the teacup and put a smile on his lips. Sword Master Xuanyuan suddenly felt that the other party... was very vague.
I haven't seen him for a few years. The one who was laughing and scolding at the academy now feels unpredictable even at a glance. In the end... Who is the real him
Ding—the cup was gently put down, interrupting his wild thoughts, Qin Ye said lightly, "Maybe... it's Jizo?"
The last word fell, and Sword Master Xuanyuan took a deep breath and looked at Qin Ye in disbelief.
"how?"
Sword Master Xuanyuan shook his head, then immediately rushed to the back of the house and opened the door.
This thatched cottage is built on a lonely peak.
In the depths of the bamboo forest, on the edge of the cliff of Gufeng, stands a Ksitigarbha sculpture!
The body was covered with snow, but in the gray, snow-covered sky, a tiny ray of light was projected onto the hands of the Jizo statue together.
It does not know how long it has existed, and it is full of the vicissitudes of history. This is a mystery, as no one knows why there is such a Ksitigarbha sculpture on the Gongger Peak on the top of Kunlun Mountain. And in its palm, a snow lotus is swaying in the wind. Around Xuelian, countless grievances could be seen with the naked eye, crying and wailing every second.
"The bitter sea grows lotus, saves all beings..." The cold wind blew the sword master Xuanyuan's clothes, he shook his head gently, and turned around with his mouth slightly open: "The sword master Xuanyuan of all dynasties, this place is their seclusion. where it is, but this sculpture has been here since we founded the school."
"It hasn't changed for thousands of years... But just a dozen days ago, a snow lotus suddenly grew out of the snow in its hands. As if... it was awakened by something."