Laoshan Taoist Chapter 155: Dragon Vessel
Even the famous Iron Armored Army was defeated. This is unbelievable. The Iron Armored Army not only lost its reputation in this battle, but the myth of Yum victorious in the army, I am afraid it will be stained and become the laughing stock of the enemy.
But it can also be seen from this that the rebellion this time is not simple.
As stated in the letter, although the rebels continue to move northward, Yuhang Mansion is still safe and the rebels have not captured it yet, so they don’t need to worry about it.
Now there are remnants of Iron Armored troops stationed in the city, and in order to prevent chaos, Yuhang Mansion has ordered the city to be closed, and Xu cannot enter or leave.
Xu Jiaorong and the others can't come out, so they can only write a letter to inform them of the situation, but if they can't keep it, they will try their best to escape as much as possible.
After reading the letter, not only Xu Xian was worried, but Xu Yuan was also frowning, but when the matter was over, Wang Yan had no choice but to comfort him.
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In the early morning, on the official road outside Zhenjiang City, a group of mighty teams, with sedan chairs lined up side by side, headed towards Jinshan Temple.
Master Pudu thought that the emperor prayed for blessings and led the crowd to Jinshan Temple. Although he was at the Taoist gate and prayed instead of worshipping the Taoist ancestor, he went to worship the Buddha. The reason was far-fetched, but his power was so powerful that no officials dare I asked, I had to follow his chariot, and praised the national teacher for his generosity!
The advance officer had already sent a letter to the Jinshan Temple for a crowd of monks to welcome it.
Beating gongs and drums along the way, the momentum is magnificent. About two hours before the national teacher’s chariot arrived at the gate of the Jinshan Temple, the officials stood by and waited. The old abbot and the monks in front of the gate were all neatly arranged. welcome.
"Amitabha Buddha! The national teacher's visit to Bi Temple today really made the temple flourish. Lao Na has lost a long way to welcome him, and I hope that the national teacher will forgive me for all his sins!"
The old abbot first stepped forward, put his hands together, and saw him.
"The abbot is polite! The Jinshan Temple has been known for a long time since it is an ancient temple for thousands of years. It coincides with the emperor's southern tour. Passing by here, I specially came to visit, first to pray for the emperor, and second to see the precious Temple style."
Master Purdue stepped down from the chariot and paid a salute to him as an inspector.
"Amitabha, please, please!"
The old abbot had a kind face and immediately led the people into the temple.
The rest of the officials, except for the prefect, Mr. Chen, Master Purdue did not let them follow, but took two other disciples with him.
Including Master Cihang, now dressed as a monk, clinging to his side.
Master Purdue wanted to visit the temple first, so let the old abbot lead the way, enter from the gate, pass the Daxiong Hall, and the Hall of All Buddhas.
After a while, the Master Cihang next to him suddenly spoke.
"The old abbot, I heard that the Jingshan Temple's Buddhist Scripture Pavilion contains various scriptures, including the entire attic building, which is also extraordinary. It has been well-known throughout the ages. Is it convenient for me to see it?"
For this person, he has actually noticed since he entered the gate of the mountain. This is a monk from the Western Regions who has been with the national teacher.
Although I felt a little strange in my heart, I didn't ask much.
The old abbot is not a person who practises Dharma, nor does he know how to use magic. What he is proficient in is Buddhism. Even the magical powers of Fahai are his own luck, and accidentally got a inheritance from the master of Jinshan Temple.
I worship the old abbot as a teacher, and learn from him the principles of Buddhism.
So for Master Purdue and Master Cihang, he couldn't tell whether it was a human or a demon. If they were an enemy, they would have no resistance at all.
Although we can't see through their real body behind the scenes, the old abbot has not lived in vain for eighty years. He is naturally very unique when looking at people.
The reputation of this national teacher has been spread by people all over the world, and he also knows a little bit, but if people come to visit it with good intentions, no matter how bad it is, no matter how the world is intolerable, it is always difficult to offend people for no reason.
It's a pity that Fahai is not in the temple at the moment, but it gives them a chance.
"This is...?"
After hearing the other party's words, the old abbot still asked.
"Amitabha! The poor monk came from the Western Regions, with the title of Cihang, who is also a good friend of the national teacher. I heard that Gusu Jinshan Temple is famous all over the world, so I specially came with the national teacher and thought of paying a visit. Round your wish."
Mage Ci Hang looked at the brother on the side and introduced himself.
"Oh! It turned out to be a monk from the Western Regions, disrespectful, disrespectful!"
The old abbot looked at him up and down, and his face appeared in a daze.
"It’s true that this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the essence of my Jinshan Temple. It’s a pity that the Zen master in charge of this pavilion went down the mountain a few days ago. He hasn’t returned yet, but he has no chance to meet the two distinguished guests. If the two want to visit, Lao Na can be a guide."
In response to their request, the old abbot did not resist. The Buddhist scriptures stored in the Buddhist scripture pavilion were all Buddhist scriptures in the temple. They wanted to visit it, and there was nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, they could use it to promote it.
Don't let them underestimate the foundation of our thousand-year-old temple.
"In that case, thank you very much for the poor monk."
Master Ci Hang folded his hands together and bowed to the old abbot.
His purpose is not just to visit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
The Buddhist scriptures pavilion is in the Bodhidharma, at the innermost part of the entire temple. On weekdays, when the disciples do their homework, they will borrow scriptures in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.
Because of the arrival of the national teacher, many disciples have followed the instructions to welcome the national teacher and others, and even accompany the officials and visitors. At present, there are very few disciples who are still staying in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to do their homework.
Accompanied by the abbot, Master Purdue stepped into the Bodhidharma Temple and looked around, looking at the surrounding scenes, his expression changed a little.
"Guoji, please!"
The old abbot stretched out his hand and made a request. Master Purdue and his junior came to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. After looking carefully, they entered immediately.
As soon as he stepped into the ground in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, he suddenly felt a black and yellow air rushing up into the sky, and the whole person was suddenly startled, but his expression reluctantly No change.
Although his concentration is amazing, the Master Cihang next to him, after sensing the black and yellow aura, only felt very uncomfortable. At the same time, he looked astonished. He glanced at his brother and saw that he did not respond. , I didn't say much at all, forcibly suppressing the restless evil spirit in the body.
The whole Buddhist scripture pavilion is divided into three floors, as high as seven feet, and the inside is very spacious. There are many cabinets around it, and the cabinets are full of books and Buddhist scriptures.
On both sides of the wall, there are a row of bright lights burning, and the room is as bright as daylight.
Master Purdue while visiting, he secretly pinches what to count~IndoMTL.com~ occasionally responds in a perfunctory manner. When going up to the third floor, today's people open the windows of the square, condescending and watching. The surrounding terrain.
"Four spirits pattern, proper pattern of four spirits!"
After the investigation, Master Purdue couldn’t help being surprised. Combined with the vision of his talents, the mysterious and yellow energy rose into the sky. There is no doubt that the treasure he was searching for must be buried in Here.
The so-called four-spirit pattern is the four elephants named after the mountains.
Eastern Green Dragon, West White Tiger, Southern Suzaku, and Northern Xuanwu are transformed into the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, surrounding the main terrain in the center and complementing each other.
This topography is generally used as an imperial tomb.
Today, the Buddhist scripture pavilion of the Jinshan Temple fits exactly this topographical pattern. There is Jinguangshan in the east, and a row of hills stretches to the west, Meihualing in the south, and Tianmo Peak in the north. All four great beasts are guarded One side.
But this is obviously not the imperial tomb. Even so, according to his prediction, the treasure, a section of the dragon vein left by the emperor of the previous dynasty, is stained with the emperor’s dragon aura, and is in contact with the imperial tomb. The place is in harmony.