Chapter 482 Zhang Jing
Chapter 482 Return to Beijing (Double Monthly Ticket Request)
In the wild mountains and forests, the humid wind blew through the forest, sweeping in a cloud of mist.
Xu Zhenguan was dressed in plain clothes, holding a sword in one hand, and slowly floated down from the air. He raised his eyes and looked vigilantly at the figure walking out of the fog in the forest.
He was a young sorcerer-like fellow with an ordinary appearance, standing out from the crowd.
She had never seen him before, but the young man's expression was very inconsistent with his appearance, as if he had experienced many years. His eyes seemed compassionate, but they were actually cold and indifferent.
"Amitabha, Your Majesty has been blessed by heaven and has been given the opportunity to ascend to the realm of heaven and man. It seems that I have miscalculated this time."
The young warlock clasped his hands together and sighed softly.
Xu Zhenguan's eyes shone with gold as she recognized the young man in front of her. He was another incarnation of the "God of Law". She suddenly chuckled:
"It seems that your body, the 'God of Law', is badly damaged."
The young man in front of me has only reached the Divine Chapter Realm.
"Abbot? Abbot, save me!"
Bodhisattva Nagarjuna, with blood on his lips, stood up from the ground, looked at the young sorcerer in surprise, and called for help.
Xuan Yin ignored Long Shu and looked calmly at the Empress:
"Your Majesty has killed many people today. Please spare them when you can."
It seemed that he was not surprised that the empress "guessed" that the God of Law was his incarnation.
The empress's fairy-like face was slightly stunned, and she was actually amused:
"Xuan Yin, you are so audacious to say that. You meddled in the secular world, colluded with the Eight Kings, and showed no mercy when you assassinated me. You also pretended not to have seen how many people died in the war that swept across the Yu Kingdom.
I wanted to kill the Bodhisattva of your Shenlong Temple, but you came out to stop me. Is this the way of Shenlong Temple? Is this the practice of Buddhism?"
Her face was full of indifference and sarcasm.
Xuan Yin looked calm and said slowly:
"I originally had no intention of interfering in worldly affairs, but because Your Majesty banned Buddhism, I was forced to do so."
"What a joke!" Xu Zhenguan sneered, looking down at the bald donkey from above:
"Aren't monks supposed to not tell lies? Why is it that Master Xuanyin is talking nonsense? Do you really think I don't know what you are thinking?
You are obsessed with building great achievements and intend to promote the integration of the East and the West, annex the ancestral temple in the Western Regions, and become the true Buddha on earth. As the Son of Heaven, how can I allow your Buddhist sect to dominate the country of Yu?
No, not only me, but any emperor will not allow it."
"So, whether I ban Buddhism or not, you don't want me to keep my throne. But you won't fully support any of the princes, because what you want is never to change the emperor, you just want the royal family, the emperor and the princes to kill each other.
In this way, no matter who finally ascends the throne, the imperial power will be severely damaged.
In times of chaos, you can spread the faith of Buddhism. In this way, when the war is over, the royal family will no longer be able to suppress your Shenlong Temple... This is your goal, right?"
"Let me guess, you, bald ass, should only promise the eight kings to defeat me, and will not side with any of the princes.
In this way, the eight kings will try every means to win you over and show goodwill to the Shenlong Temple, and you can reap the benefits. What a good calculation! "
The empress hurled out words one after another.
Every word was like a nail, drilling into Xuan Yin's dark heart and exposing his plots and calculations.
Xuan Yin fell silent.
After a moment, the old monk, who had already entered the heavenly realm for many years and had been dormant and planning for a long time, sighed softly:
"Your Majesty is very clear-headed. I have nothing to say."
He admitted it!
“Then... Your Majesty, since you are the emperor, you should know the pros and cons. I have no intention of arguing with Your Majesty about right and wrong, good and evil. It is not easy for Nagarjuna to practice, Your Majesty can offer a price in exchange for Nagarjuna's life. As long as I can do it, I will not refuse.” Xuan Yin's tone was still calm.
Buy your life?
Xu Zhenguan's eyes flickered and he smiled:
"Is that so? I can spare Nagarjuna's life. As long as the abbot brings the heads of those rebellious princes to me, I will release him. How do you think?"
Xuan Yin sighed: "Your Majesty, are you unwilling to release me?"
Xu Zhenguan smiled, shook her head, stopped talking nonsense, pointed her sword at Longshu, and said in a cold tone:
"Today, I will kill him. If you want to stay, you can try to save him from my sword! I'm afraid that your incarnation doesn't have the ability to do that!"
Xuan Yin was silent for the second time! A hint of bitterness appeared on his face.
Is he able to save him? No.
At this moment, his real body was still far away in the capital, being stared at by Zhang Yan, unable to move.
The strongest incarnation, the "God of Law", was severely damaged in the Fengshan battle and was almost disabled.
Now this clone only has the divine seal, and is simply unable to carry the power of the "Heavenly Man" realm.
If not, why bother negotiating?
"Abbot! Save me! Save me... I have made great contributions to the temple..."
The old monk Nagarjuna, who was vomiting blood, was shocked and kept begging. Seeing Xuanyin remained silent, he suddenly turned his head and turned into a ray of Buddha's light, fleeing quickly to the west.
Xu Zhenguan smiled contemptuously, and the light of Taia sword flickered.
"boom!"
In the distance, Nagarjuna's figure was forcibly knocked out from the Buddha's light. He held the Zen stick in both hands and his face was pale.
At this moment, the Zen stick was almost dented. He stepped back a few steps. He suddenly stabbed the Zen stick into the mud, and a divine image descended behind him.
The Dharma image stepped into his body. Nagarjuna had a compassionate look on his face. He sat cross-legged in meditation with his hands clasped together. A streak of golden paint from between his eyebrows flowed throughout his body and transformed into a golden Buddha.
With this kind of protection, his ability to save his life was greatly enhanced.
However, the Queen of Yu State only had one sword, and then another sword.
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...
The large Buddhist beads on Nagarjuna’s chest shattered one by one, and each bead represented one of his “lives”.
When the last bead as big as a fist cracked, a crack appeared between his eyebrows, the gold paint on his body faded, he lay motionless, his head drooped, and his life was gone.
The dignified Buddhist Bodhisattva passed away on the spot!
Xuanyin remained expressionless throughout the entire process and could only watch Nagarjuna die:
"The inheritance of the God of War is indeed famous for its killing. When it comes to attacking, it is unrivaled in the world."
Xu Zhenguan said in surprise:
"How can you be so cold-hearted, bald ass? You witnessed the tragic death of your fellow disciple, but instead of feeling grief, you even had the heart to admire him."
"Life and death are impermanent. The universe is also annihilated. What is there to be sad about?" Xuan Yin shook his head and looked at the empress: "Your Majesty is out of danger now. Where are you going?"
Xu Zhenguan sneered and said, "First kill the princes, then destroy Buddhism."
Although her dragon energy is greatly damaged now, she has entered the realm of heaven and man, and has the combat power of heaven and man outside the capital.
The best way is to capture the leader. As long as Prince Jing and Prince Mu are killed, the two largest rebel forces will retreat.
The Fengshan assassination had wiped out the last bit of affection between her and the vassal king.
Xuan Yin shook his head and said, "Your Majesty cannot kill him. The reason why Zhang Yanyi agreed to Your Majesty and stopped the real body of this monk was not to serve the royal family, but for the word 'balance'.
Now, your majesty has entered the realm of heaven, and Zhang Yanyi is proficient in deduction. He must have known it by now and will no longer check and balance me. "
Xu Zhenguan's eyes flickered: "So?"
Xuan Yin said clearly, "If your majesty goes to kill Prince Jing and others, I will do my best to stop you, so your majesty will fail."
Without Zhang Yan's checks and balances, Xuan Yin is confident that he can suppress the empress.
Given the current situation, Shenlong Temple can no longer turn back and can only try its best to maintain its existence in this chaotic world. It cannot sit idly by and watch the empress restore order with her own force.
And with the means of Buddhism, even if the empress tried to assassinate secretly, Xuan Yin would still detect it in advance - after all, sorcerers are better at these things.
As for Zhang Yanyi…just as Xuanyin said, what the Tianshi Mansion wanted from the beginning to the end was "balance", so as to maintain the inheritance of the Tianshi for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Suppressing the Xuan Yin and preventing the Empress, the "Fourth Heavenly Being", from being killed is for the sake of balance.
Now that the empress has succeeded in her promotion and the balance has been reestablished, the Tianshi Mansion will naturally not risk its life for the royal family.
"Your real body is in the capital, but I am on the Huai River. You will not have time to come to your rescue." Xu Zhenguan said calmly.
Xuan Yin shook his head: "I was too late, but Wu Xiankui was. Although Wu Fengzi has a weird mind, but now that things have come to this, Your Majesty, do you think he will let Your Majesty slaughter the vassal kings?"
After a pause, Xuan Yin said seriously:
"Besides, since my real body is in the capital, Your Majesty wouldn't want everyone to break the rules, would he?"
Xu Zhenguan's eyes narrowed!
She heard the hidden meaning in Xuan Yin's words. Since ancient times, there has been an unwritten agreement in the realm of heaven and man, that is, between heaven and man, unless it is a special case, one cannot attack the subordinates of the other party.
It is just like the supreme elders of two major sects in the world of cultivating immortals. They can fight each other, but they will not massacre the "disciples" of the opposing sect, because exchanging homes with each other will only hurt both sides and is meaningless.
Of course, there are exceptions. For example, if Bodhisattva Nagarjuna brought people to kill the empress and was killed in return, it would not be considered a violation of the rules.
Xuan Yin's meaning was very clear, you want to kill Prince Jing and Prince Mu... Regardless of whether Wu Xiankui would stop you, Xuan Yin, who is far away in the capital, would take action against the people in the court.
Even if we don't take action in the capital, going to Linfeng Road and killing all the local officials would be an unbearable pain.
This is the "balance" that has been passed down in this world for thousands of years.
No one dares to completely disrupt this balance easily, at least not in public.
Just like this time, Xuan Yin assassinated the empress, but he only targeted the empress and did not help the Eighth King to overthrow the court officials.
Xu Zhenguan was silent for a moment and said:
"How are you going?"
Xuan Yin said seriously:
"Next, I promise not to interfere in this war. I will also ensure that Wu Xiankui will not be involved in the war himself. At the same time, I will persuade Zhang Yanyi to join the agreement. Your Majesty can still dispatch troops to quell the war, but you cannot fight as a celestial being."
In other words, all the celestial forces promised not to intervene again.
The empress's eyes flickered. She was very clear about the pros and cons of this proposal. The disadvantage was that she would not be able to quell the rebellion quickly with her own force.
The good thing is that once the "balance between heaven and man" is achieved, there is no need to worry about Xuan Yin and Wu Xiankui killing the imperial army.
As for whether Xuan Yin would tear up the agreement, she was not too worried. As long as Zhang Yanyi also participated in the agreement, two against two, a certain "strategic balance" would be achieved.
It's a pity... She lost the best opportunity to quell the war, but from the moment she knew the fate of Shenlong Temple and Qingshan, she no longer had the illusion of killing those uncles by herself.
It is said that checks and balances are important in government.
Isn’t this huge world, this world, also a bigger temple?
"Okay." Xu Zhenguan said, "But I want to charge some interest."
Her beautiful eyes were filled with evil, and she sneered:
"Bald donkey, you certainly didn't break the rules with your real body, but you used your 'God of Law' clone to repeatedly try to assassinate Zhao Duan. You must give an explanation for this."
Xuan Yin was silent, and finally a hint of pain appeared on his calm face:
"Isn't today's explanation enough?"
He was referring to the downfall of Nagarjuna, Amami and others.
The empress smiled: "What do you think?"
Xuan Yin's heart was bleeding. The more elite soldiers the Shenlong Temple lost, the further away they would be from the goal of promoting the fusion of the East and the West:
"What does your majesty want?"
The empress said: "I will return to the capital later. I don't want to see the Shenlong Temple again in the capital."
Xuan Yin was silent for a long time, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes:
"Amitabha."
Reach an agreement.
Xu Zhenguan turned his wrist slightly, and the Taia sword emitted a glowing light, which tore the flesh and blood of the "Xuan Yin" in front of him, reducing it to a pile of bones.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the two bodies on the ground, and remained silent:
"It's time to go back to Beijing."
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In the capital city, the sky was gloomy and the atmosphere was depressing on this day as well.
Because Buddhism is banned in the Shenlong Temple, it is deserted and there are no pilgrims or believers coming to worship.
The monks in the temple gathered in the meditation rooms in twos and threes, either meditating and reciting their lessons or whispering to each other, discussing the news circulating in the capital today, that the empress had failed in her Fengshan ceremony and her whereabouts were unknown, and that princes from all over the country had raised the banner of "serving the king" and were heading towards the capital.
And in the Buddhist temple deep in the Shenlong Temple.
The "dong dong" sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped.
The short Abbot Xuanyin, wearing brown monk's robes and with wrinkles all over his face, opened his eyes. His cloudy eyeballs looked at the huge golden statue of "World Honored One" in the hall through the incense on the shore.
The Buddha had a compassionate look on his face, while Xuan Yin had a cold and silent look.
He put down the gavel in his hand, and the wooden fish in front of him, which was almost as big as a chair, fell silent.
Xuan Yin slowly sat up from the futon, turned around and called softly:
"Bian Ji."
No one answered, Bian Ji was not there.
But Xuan Yin's voice seemed to have wings and flew out of the Buddhist temple, going to an unknown place.
Xuanyin took a step forward, pushed open the door of the Buddhist temple, and walked down the steps. There was a Buddhist bell in the courtyard, and under the bell was a well.
This was the first well dug and the first bell forged when the main altar of Shenlong Temple was established in the capital.
At that time, the Shenlong Temple was far smaller than it is today. The monks who fled from the Western Regions to the State of Yu had nothing and had to beg for money day and night to build such a small temple.
Guarding this well, and supporting a group of monks.
Ringing this broken bell, reciting a scripture.
Unconsciously, the number of incense sticks increased, the monks became richer and richer, and the scale of the Shenlong Temple expanded again and again, until Buddhist temples were everywhere in the nine provinces and eighteen prefectures of the Yu Kingdom.
At some point, the statue of Buddha in the temple was covered with a layer of gold paint.
However, the Buddhist bell in the courtyard is still in tatters.
Xuan Yin rolled up his sleeves, grasped the hemp rope with his somewhat dry hands, gently pushed the hammer, and began to strike the bell.
"when--"
"when--"
The sound of the bell was not loud, and could not even penetrate the layers of walls of the Buddhist temple, but it attracted nearby monks. They gathered in twos and threes in the distance in surprise, looking at the abbot ringing the bell himself, as if they had seen a ghost.
This is a wonder that has not been seen in many years.
All monks in the world were in awe of the god-like Xuan Yin on the ground. At this moment, they did not dare to approach it, but just put their hands together from a distance.
Xuan Yin struck the bell twelve times, then he let go of his hand, took a step forward, and disappeared into the Shenlong Temple out of thin air.
……
Deep inside the Tianshi Mansion, in that small courtyard.
The big banyan tree swayed gently.
Zhang Yan, who was tall and had narrow eyes and wore a dark priest robe, stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Shenlong Temple.
Xuan Yin suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and the big banyan tree stopped swaying, as if holding its breath and not daring to move.
"Are you leaving?" Zhang Yan asked calmly, looking at the old monk indifferently.
Xuan Yin said softly, "Yes," and said:
"Your Majesty and I have already agreed that there will no longer be a Shenlong Temple in the capital."
Zhang Yanyi did not comment, and suddenly said:
"You, bald monk, really surprised me. Although I don't want to admit it, the way you stole the identity of the leader of the Fashen Sect did not catch my eye."
Xuan Yin seemed to smile:
"Master Zhang follows the Way of Heaven and knows everything in the world. I also spent a lot of effort to avoid being detected by Heaven."
He was very proud because with this move, he defeated the Tianshi Mansion once.
There are not many people in the world who can deceive the Heavenly Master, and he is one of them.
Zhang Yanyi frowned deeply:
"What do you want to do? Just to merge the East and the West? To leave your name in the history of Buddhism and catch up with the Buddha? No, you are cultivating the way of heaven with your incarnation, and your plan is definitely not just this."
If he took off his monk's robes, Xuan Yin, who looked like an ordinary farmer in the fields, laughed and said:
"Haven't you guessed it?"
Zhang Yan said in a deep voice:
"You are not the only one who has tried to merge the Heavenly Dao and the World Honored One into one and strive to become a human immortal. All those who tried this path in the past have failed. Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
Xuan Yin shook his head and smiled, "You cultivate the Way of Heaven, emphasizing going with the flow, but I cultivate the Way of the World Honored One, which is different from you."
"Humph," Zhang Yan sneered and waved his sleeves:
“I don’t care what path you take, but if you set your sights on the Heavenly Master’s Mansion, I don’t mind following the example of my predecessors six hundred years ago and destroying the Buddha.”
Xuan Yin smiled without saying anything, then walked away.
After he left, the banyan tree, which had witnessed the conversation between the two top celestial beings and was so frightened that it dared not breathe, began to sway its branches again, and a human face appeared on the treetop:
"The monk went north."
North? Zhang Yanyi's heart moved, guessing something, and he returned to the house:
“I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin!”
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Silent Lighting Temple.
In a meditation room, Princess Yunyang lay lazily on the couch, with her two long legs like white pythons exposed to the air.
Her two snow-white arms were stretched out casually, and she was only covered with a thin blanket. She grunted in fatigue and reached out her hand to touch nothing beside her.
She pried open her eyelids and saw that the window of the meditation room was open. Bian Ji, dressed in a white monk's robe, was standing quietly in front of the window, looking at the grass, trees and sky outside.
"Mage...what are you thinking about?"
Yunyang showed a silly smile on his face, and sat up with his legs crossed. The thin blanket on his upper body slipped from his shoulders, exposing his private parts, but he didn't care at all.
The eldest princess, who has been abstinent for almost a year, has been very happy recently. The annoying old nun Prajna left, and the niece who ordered her to be confined also "left". No one in the entire nunnery can take care of her anymore.
Of course, if the empress was still in the capital, someone would have delivered the news to the palace by now.
But... although Yunyang still couldn't leave the nunnery these days, she learned from the little nuns that the entire capital was in unrest recently.
People were in panic and the atmosphere was depressing. From the government to the people, there was a strong sense of unease.
At this time, who would have the heart to pay attention to her, a deposed princess who was under house arrest?
If Bian Ji hadn't been there, she might have called over several of her lovers who she hadn't contacted for a long time. Well, that's if those losers weren't scared off by Zhao Duan and still dared to come.
"Princess, I'm leaving." Bian Ji said softly.
Princess Yunyang smiled brightly. She propped herself up and stood up, walking towards the window shamelessly.
"Master, are you leaving so soon? It's still early. Why don't you have lunch before returning to the temple?"
"I won't go back to the temple." Bian Ji said, turning his head. His handsome and romantic face with red lips and white teeth looked a little lonely.
"What do you mean? If you don't go back to the temple, where are you going?"
Princess Yunyang finally realized something was wrong and her expression changed.
Bian Ji shook his head, without explanation, and just said:
"Some people are coming back, so they can only go out and hide."
Leaving behind this vague remark, he took a step, pushed the door and walked out.
"Master, wait a minute..." Princess Yunyang went to chase him, but when she reached the door, she couldn't chase him out after all, so she could only shout anxiously:
"What happened?"
Bian Ji did not answer and disappeared outside the nunnery. Only his last words drifted in the wind:
"Princess, don't go out of Jizhao Temple. The capital will be in chaos soon."
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Baihua Village, in a country house.
Zhao Duan sat in the courtyard, beside the square pool where he and Zhenbao had bathed, with his chin in his hand, in a daze.
Suddenly, there was a low sound of breaking air in the air. He raised his head and smiled:
"Your Majesty, are you back?"
In the sky, the empress in white, with the Taia sword hanging from her waist, descended into the courtyard like a ray of rainbow light, with a genuinely relaxed smile on her face: "Well, I'm back. Did anything unexpected happen while I was out?"
She was referring to whether there were any enemies that had escaped the net. Although the entire Baihua Village had been swept by her spiritual sense several times, considering the variable of Xuan Yin, she was very worried when she rushed back.
Zhao Duan stood up and nodded seriously, "Yes. Tianhai is gone."
"What?" Xu Zhenguan was stunned and was a little unresponsive.
Zhao Duan said in a serious tone:
"It was the little monk Tianhai from Shenlong Temple. He tried to force his way in, but I defeated him. After His Majesty left, I went to search for the corpse... to pick up spoils of war. As I was searching, I turned around and found that Tianhai, who was lying on the ground, had disappeared."
"He's not dead?" Xu Zhenguan was also stunned.
At that time, she broke through the realm and walked out of the house, killing all the standing enemies, but Tianhai was almost unconscious at that time, lying on the ground motionless, almost like dead, and avoided the sword of the empress's group attack.
Zhao Duan felt a little toothache and said:
"He should not be dead. I suspect he has some kind of escape weapon, like a teleportation orb."
Xu Zhenguan also frowned: "I will search again later."
Zhao Duan smiled and said, "It's not that important. This man's heart was shattered by me today, so he can't do anything. If I can't find him, I'll kill him when I meet him next time. It's just..."
He said a little worriedly:
"It's just that when Tianhai was fighting with me, he should have seen Pei Niannu's existence. I'm not sure if he saw it clearly. I'm just afraid that he will fall into the hands of Prince Jing and then expose Lu Yan'er's existence."
Next to Prince Jing, there is a spy princess he planted!
After hearing this, the empress frowned, thinking that it was a trouble of moderate size. However, even if Lu Yan'er was really exposed, it would only be the loss of a spy.
Although it is a pity, it is not unacceptable.
"I will look for it again. If I can't find it, I will order the shadow guards to continue searching." Xu Zhenguan said.
Zhao Duan nodded and smiled:
"There is no rush. After all, this person is a disciple of the Shenlong Temple and may not go with Prince Jing. Besides, your majesty's advancement to the celestial being is the greatest victory."
Xu Zhenguan also smiled, that was the joy of promotion, but thinking of the current situation where six vassal kings were heading towards the capital, he felt a headache:
"I just encountered Xuan Yin."
Huh? Zhao Duan was startled.
(End of this chapter)