Yama Rising Chapter 632: : Longxing Temple

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Longxing Temple.

The real place of Longxing, Ming Taizu was where he became a monk. It used to be called Huangjue Temple. It was also named Longxing because of the name given by Taizu. Because Ming Taizu was here at the age of 25, he joined Guo Zixing's Red Scarf Army and established the last Han dynasty in the history of China.

The power outage in the whole city has little effect on Longxing Temple. There are also some monks doing evening classes. In the Buddha's golden body ceremony, an old monk with his eyebrows down to his cheeks is leading a few novice monks to recite sutras. Dozens of candles were lit around.

Suddenly, the candles flashed together. The light was restored immediately. The old monk paused and said softly: "You guys get out first."

The novice monks looked at each other in amazement, Master Yuanzhi looked kind, but in reality he was strict, and they never allowed them to leave early. what is it today?

"Go down!" Yuanzhi's voice suddenly rose, and the novices immediately bowed: "Yes."

"Go out and close the door."

Everyone left, and the door closed. Yuanzhi continued to recite the sutra. After a full fifteen minutes, in a place he couldn't see, the curtains around the main hall were loosened and quietly put down. At the same time, the candle flame suddenly flickered and turned into a ghostly fire!

"Today shouldn't be the day when Lao Na passed away." He stopped chanting and said without looking back: "Longxing Temple is not a place where you can wait for Xiaoxiao to come. It is better to persuade you to leave early." /

A young voice came from behind with a smile, as if pressing against his ear: "Otherwise?"

"Otherwise, everyone will get it!" Before the words fell, Yuanzhi stayed still, but turned upside down, and the back of the Buddhist hall was already full of wind and ghosts. A dark figure stood in it with hands behind it. When Yuan Zhi turned around, an ancient scripture had already flown out of his sleeve, and Huanglong rolled towards the figure.

Wow! Before the scriptures arrived, Yuanzhi suddenly collapsed into gray, Yuanzhi took a breath, her lips trembling. However, his upper body suddenly swelled, his hands quickly became imprinted, and his toes fell on the Buddha statue behind him.

Om Mani Padme Hum... Six-character Mantra Daming Mantra? Qin Ye watched Yuanzhi's various awkward dances with interest, but when he saw his hands glow suddenly, he patted the center of the Buddha's brow.

Boom! ! The wind from the secret room blows his robe and hunts and dances wildly. He stared at Qin Ye steadily, as if waiting for something.

However... nothing happened...

This is a bit confusing and embarrassing...

Yuanzhi widened his eyes and looked at the Buddha statue behind him, and took another shot.

Still not...

So there was a popping sound in the hall. Qin Ye couldn't stand it anymore: "Okay, the Buddha is swollen by your pats, so you can do it..."

"It's impossible..." Yuan Zhi looked at the Buddha statue in amazement: "Buddha bone relics don't work? Don't blame ghosts? This..."

"Impossible?" Qin Ye smiled: "This official did not expect that the host of Longxing Temple was actually a middle-level judge. Yes, diving Hidden Dragon."

My officer?

Yuanzhi finally raised his head: "What is the donor?"

Before the words fell, a dark stream flew into Yuanzhi's hands.

The words Qin Fujun are written on the front, and the truth is engraved on the back. Yuan Zhi almost exclaimed when he just started.

He seemed to pinch a sun, a cloudy sun. I don't know how much Yin Qi condenses on this token. If he hadn't tried his best, he couldn't even hold the token!

Besides, these yin airs are neither cold nor hot, but give him a feeling of... a big way!

"Fujun?" He smoked.

With a sigh of relief and a wave of his hand, the token returned to Qin Ye's hand again. But he didn't say anything, but stared at Qin Ye: "The mortal is not visible, why can Lao Na see you?"

"Yang Jian seems to have some misunderstandings about Yin Chai." Qin Ye said lightly: "Yang Chai doesn't want mortals to see, mortals can't see. Mortals are invisible. It means that autonomy is in the underworld, and the inheritance of the yang is so lost. Is it awesome?"

"So that's the case." Yuan Zhi sighed, and then bowed deeply: "Yuan Zhi, I have seen Fu Jun. I don't know if Fu Jun is here late at night, what's the matter?"

Qin Ye walked in slowly, put it in his ear and said: "Longxing Temple...Is there any special spiritual place?"

"The official just arrived, looking for something. After thinking about it, one is the imperial city of Zhongdu and the other is Longxing Temple. I scanned the imperial city without any cover, but you, Longxing Temple. , But I can’t see it clearly."

"No." Yuan Zhi shook his head: "Longxing Temple was established in the Song Dynasty. For so many years, I have never heard of any spirituality."

Qin Ye looked directly into the other person’s eyes: "The visions about the Emperor Ming Taizu, such as... the sage? Nothing?"

"Why did Ming Taizu's vision be here?" Unexpectedly, Yuanzhi asked in shock: "This is Longxing Temple."

Qin Ye's sleeves made a creaking sound, and Di listen stepped out, and just as he raised his front paws proudly, Dad Qin opened his arms.

Get the gaze of "Man, you successfully pleased me"...

Lie down in Qin Ye’s arms, he asked in amazement, “Old monk, did you remember it wrong? The Records of the Local Government clearly recorded that Ming Taizu was a monk at Longxing Temple. What’s wrong?” /

Yuanzhi's eyes shrank suddenly when he heard the first appearance.

It's terrible...

Qin Ye's Yin Qi belongs to the kind of publicity, as long as he stands in front of him, he can feel it, like a sharp sword. But this dog...he never felt it!

It wasn't until the opponent showed up that he noticed that kind of yin air like a mountain like a sea, which made him almost breathless!

In just a few seconds, his vest was soaked, his legs were trembling, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "This is?"

This is above the mansion... This... is probably the Yama level!

Ten Temple Yama?

The six-party ghost king who travels around quickly?

Or... what other Yamas in the underworld?

"Ty listen." Unexpectedly, when Qin Ye uttered the words, Yuan Zhi trembled all over, unable to support it anymore, and collapsed to the ground.

It turned out to be listening...Bodhisattva mount...no wonder...He smiled bitterly and shook his head, and he had no doubt about Qin Ye's bad identity.

"Don't you believe it?"

"Letter."

"Would you like me to show him his appearance?"

"...no...no more..."

Fengyang County can’t afford it...

Qin Ye snorted suddenly before the voice finished. Yuanzhi looked at each other suspiciously, what's wrong?

"No...thing..." Qin Ye gritted his teeth, and was hacked again without paying attention. Which tendon did he step on? !

Ting Ting: Are you looking to play? Don't have a compelling number in mind? ! What's your opinion on the way of getting along with me dominating your worship? !

The old monk stood up tremblingly after finally letting Di Ting's yin air disappear. He took a long sigh of relief and said, "You remember right. Lao Na probably knows where you are looking."

"But...there are two in Longxing Temple. This Longxing Temple is not Pilongxing Temple.

"

"How to say?" Qin Ye immediately asked: "Where is the Longxing Temple?"

"Nothing. A military disaster a few hundred years ago, it was completely gone. Amitabha." Yuanzhi clasped his hands together: "Two, it's cool at night, why don't you go to the Lao Na Buddhist monastery for details?"

Qin Ye nodded slightly, Yuanzhi's Zen room was not far from here, and the clean up was simple and clean. The most are all kinds of books, he even saw the Huaguo book edition on the tip of his tongue...

Two people, one dog and three cups of tea. Yuanzhi sat on the futon, his eyes seemed to carry long memories: "If you are looking for Longxing Temple, this is indeed Longxing Temple. But...it is the second Longxing Temple."

"The real Longxing Temple, that is, the Longxing Temple where Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang was a monk, was born Huangjue Temple, also called Yuhuang Temple. Most of the history books call it later. It was established during the Northern Song Dynasty and was completely destroyed twice. "

Qin Ye listened carefully, and the more he listened, the more thought he had in his mind, the "back road" of the Zhu Ming family among the eight main gates was probably in Lao Longxing Temple!

Two Longxing Temples, and they were given the name by Taizu himself, there is no better way to blind them!

"During the Song-Mongolian War, the Mongolian Yuan invaded and Yuhuang Temple was destroyed. The monks fled around. This is the first time."

"In the early Yuan Dynasty, a monk who had fled back then rebuilt this place. Because the original site was already occupied by the Yamen, he specially built a temple 300 meters away from the old site. In the fourth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the Emperor Ming Taizu became a monk here. After eight years-it is also said that he had only been a monk for fifty days. In the twelfth year of Yuanzhizheng, during the battle of Emperor Ming Taizu, Yuhuang Temple was destroyed by war."

He sighed: "This destruction is complete destruction. The fire was burned, the Buddha statues were smashed, the monks were slaughtered... The roots of the temple were completely cut off. It was not until the sixteenth year of Taizu Hongwu that the order was issued. Rebuild this place and personally give the name Longxing Temple. Only then has this place to live."

So that's it...

Listening to the old monk telling a story in the middle of the night, Qin Ye calmed down some eagerness inexplicably. Gently grasping the back of Catch Ting Ting, the other party bowed comfortably.

"Where is the original Yuhuang Temple?"

"Twenty-Four Ying Village, next to Ming Taizu's former residence." Before the voice fell, two voices came in from outside.

He made no secret of his judgement aura, one was like thunder and anger, and the other was like the endless rivers of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. Qin Ye slowly stroked Di Ting's hand and paused, Di Ting's eyes suddenly bulged out.

Man, you actually provoke this king! How dare to grab this king's hair? !

However, he did not say anything.

Because he met these two people.

Zhou Xianlong and Mo Changhao were at the entrance of the monastery. There were many figures outside, and the red dots of the infrared sights were all aimed at Qin Ye. Behind them, there are many Yingyingzhuozhuo figures.

Yuanzhi did not speak either. He had an instinct that after these two voices appeared, Qin Ye's mood was a little bit wrong.

"I have seen the mansion." Zhou Xianlong clasped his fists and bowed: "I don't know which mansion it is? So late at night, what's the matter?"

There is no answer.

Mo Changhao's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "The guardian **** has an ancestral admonition: Yin and Yang do not intersect. The monarch rushes into the Yang room without saying hello to the guardian god, right?"

"Heh..." Qin Ye smiled faintly, and stood up slowly, still facing them: "The official is originally a human, why did he say hello in Huiyang? Haven't heard of a living person?"

There are some things, when fate is exhausted, it is exhausted.

Fate is like sand in your hands. If you can't grasp it, you raise it.