Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Jingci Temple is located at the foot of Huiri Peak, the middle peak of Nanping Mountain on the south bank of West Lake in Hangzhou, only one step away from the West Lake. It was founded in the first year of Zhou Xiande (954) by Qian Zhongyi and Wang Jian of Wuyue, and was named "Huiri Yongming Temple" during the Song Dynasty. Shi Nandu made his capital Lin'an (Hangzhou). In the second year of Jianyan (1128), Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty Zhao Gou decreed that Shouning Yuan should be renamed "Jingci Zen Temple". Soon after the temple was destroyed, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty issued an edict to order Huzhou Fozhi When the temple came to Hangzhou, it gathered craftsmen and presided over the reconstruction of the temple, which took five years to complete. According to the "Nirvana Sutra", five hundred Arhats were sculpted and the Tianzi Hall was built. In the ninth year of Shaoxing (1139), Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty granted amnesty to the world as a sign of In order to enshrine Song Zhengzong, Jingci Temple was renamed "Jingci Baoen Guangxiao Temple" and Huizhao Temple was merged into it. In October of the 19th year of Shaoxing (1149), it was also renamed "Jingci Baoen Guangxiao Temple" (referred to as Jingci Temple). Daorong was ordered to be the abbot of the temple and given a collection of scriptures.

Since many monarchs in the past dynasties worshiped Buddhism, Jingci Temple was historically the largest temple complex in Hangzhou. "Jingci in the south and Lingyin in the north", Jingci Temple was once one of the two famous temples in the southeast. In front of the temple, Leifeng Pagodas stood one after another; Inside the temple, the Nanping Evening Bell echoes in the blue sky of the mountains. Among the ten sceneries of the West Lake, the Nanping Evening Bell is the most prosperous.

Jingci Temple is built on the mountain, backed by green mountains, facing the blue waves, with cascading Buddhist temples, majestic and solemn. The mountain gate of Jingci Temple is a gate tower, and the golden walls are very eye-catching. The round windows also have ink-colored exquisitely carved patterns. Coupled with the green trees on both sides of the gatehouse, Jingci Temple looks noble yet solemn, lively yet tranquil.

When Qin Muchu rushed to the Jingci Temple, he saw pilgrims of both sexes hurriedly squeezing out of the gate. It looked like they all wished they had two extra legs. Qin Muchu grabbed a middle-aged man who was running out and asked what was going on. What happened? The middle-aged man answered in a panic and ran away in a hurry. It turned out that not long ago, two people broke into the temple with a gang of vicious men and women, threatening to ask the monks in the temple to hand over some swords. Otherwise, If so, they set fire to Jingci Temple. The pilgrims who came to burn incense and worship Buddha and the tourists who came to visit were frightened and fled one after another. Fortunately, these people did not embarrass the pilgrims and allowed them to escape. In an instant, the temple was full of bustle and incense. Jingci Temple became extremely quiet.

Qin Muchu walked along the gate and saw that there was no one in front of the Main Hall. He vaguely heard voices coming from behind the hall. Entering the Main Hall, the main Buddha Sakyamuni was enshrined right in front. From the side door next to the Buddha statue After passing through, Qin Muchu could clearly hear the people inside talking.

A high-pitched voice said: "We thank God that the two brothers are not joking! If Yanhui don't hand over that sword, hey, all the bald donkeys in the temple will never see the light of tomorrow!" The tone was very arrogant.

Qin Muchu looked through the crack in the door and saw two groups of people standing in the courtyard inside. One group was a monk in yellow clothes, headed by an old monk with white eyebrows. The other group was a group of people from all walks of life, led by There are swordsmen and swordsmen, and they are led by two tall old men. One is wearing a red robe, his gray hair is a bit messy, and his big red face looks like Guan Yu. The other is wearing a green robe, his gray hair is neatly tidied. Qi, with a slightly livid complexion. Although they have different complexions, their faces are very similar. Judging from their roughly same tall stature and identical faces, they should be twin brothers.

Thank God, they are indeed twin brothers. Their mother encountered dystocia when giving birth to them, but in the end she gave birth to them both without any risk. Their father's surname happened to be Xie, so he gave them the name "Thank God" to express his gratitude.

The birth went smoothly. Thanks to the poverty of the family, the two brothers were often bullied by the villagers. Moreover, because of their looks, one with a red face and the other with a green face, the two brothers were also ostracized by their peers. But they were gifted and grew up slowly.

Later, they realized that they were extremely powerful, and others no longer dared to bully them. However, their only mother was beaten to death by a bully in the village, so the two brothers broke into the bully's house angrily and forced the door of the bully's house torn down.

They killed the bully and tore the bully in half to avenge the murder of their mother. After that, they could no longer stay in the countryside and had to wander to other places. Finally, the two brothers were spotted by a stranger and accepted as apprentices. The two brothers

The brothers suffered a lot in order to practice martial arts, but with their perseverance, they still learned 70% to 80% of the martial arts from strangers in the world. Thirty years ago, the two brothers traveled around the world with their skills. They were both good and evil, and they were completely based on the rules.

Act according to their own preferences. They can tear an unrelated person into pieces without changing their expression; they can also accompany a frail old woman and fall to the ground and shed tears together. Because of their extreme behavior, they are called ""

Crazy and crazy".

They have been crazy in the martial arts world for ten years. Although many martial arts people came to trouble them, they all failed. However, their methods were too cruel and they did not distinguish between good and evil, which finally aroused public outrage in the martial arts world. Just as the martial arts people planned

While the two brothers were being rounded up and annihilated, they disappeared on their own, disappearing like air, and no one in the martial arts world could find them again. Who would have thought that today, twenty years later, they would reappear in the world of crazy people and thank God.

Yanhui is the current abbot of Jingci Temple. He naturally knows the details of the two crazy people, and secretly complains in his heart. He never thought that the temple that has been popular for hundreds of years may be destroyed in his hands.

Master Yanhui thought: "Oh, it's all Junior Brother Yanzhao's fault. If he doesn't pick up the sword, nothing will happen." But he couldn't hand over the sword because it was related to the fate of the entire martial arts world. So he couldn't hand over the sword.

Master Yanhui said: "Amitabha! I don't know what sword the donor mentioned, and we don't have any swords in this temple."

The high-pitched voice was made by the old man in red robe. He was heard to say: "Old monk, others say that my family does not lie. Why do you always say things that go against the will of the Buddha? Huh! I thank you for never doing that.

It's unreasonable. Today I will let you know where our brothers got the news from. Hong Huan! Come out!" The man in red robe is Xie Di.

At this time, a man walked out from behind Xie Di. This man was short in stature, with a pointed chin, and a pair of rat eyes that kept turning around. It was obvious at first glance that he was not a kind person. I saw him standing up, bowing, and facing

Xie nodded and bowed, saying, "I've met Mr. Xie."

Xie Di waved his hands like a gentleman and said, "Hong Huan, just tell me what you saw and heard."

Hong Huan lowered his head and said: "Hong Huan knows everything he knows..."

"Stop talking! Let's get to the point!" Xie Di became impatient.

"Yes, yes." Hong Huan said quickly: "Half a month ago, when I was passing by the foot of Yandang Mountain, I saw a monk collecting herbs. This monk looked very honest and ordinary in appearance..."

Xie Di urged again: “Let’s focus on the key points!”

Hong Huan lowered his head again and said "Yes" before continuing: "A monk who collects medicine, I naturally don't take it seriously. I wanted to just leave. But the monk held a sword in his hand but let me

My heart felt very itchy. The sword was about three feet three long and one inch wide including the scabbard. The black scabbard was a little rusty, as if it had been left in the wild for a long time, but it was engraved with a very delicate and simple pattern, like a dragon.

Starting from the tip of the sword is the dragon's tail, which spirals up along the scabbard. Finally, the dragon's mouth opens, just enough to bite the sword's quill. At the end of the sword's hilt is a round bead, which seems to be flowing with luster. The entire sword is inserted into the sword.

The sword in its scabbard is like an ink dragon spitting out pearls..."

Xie Di interrupted him again: "Tell me the important point! Tell me how you knew it was the Qiankun Sword?"

When Qin Muchu heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he almost shouted out: "Qiankun Sword?! Wasn't it thrown into an abyss by Old Man Qiankun into the Wuzhi Peak of Yandang Mountain? How could it appear in this Jingci Temple?"

A series of questions kept popping up in Qin Muchu's mind.

"Yes." Hong Huan originally didn't like people interrupting his speech, but the one who interrupted him was thanking him so much, so he had to swallow his words and continue, "I liked that ink sword very much when I saw it, so

I just wanted to go up to the monk, uh, get close, haha, get close. Unexpectedly, when the monk saw me approaching him, he seemed very nervous. He tightened the Mo Jian he was holding tightly, took a step back in a panic, and said:

'What do you want to do? Don't come here! The Qiankun Sword will not be handed over to you!' I saw that he was an honest and clumsy monk, so I wanted to borrow the sword from him to play with..."

Another old man in green robe said in a low voice: "Humph! I'm afraid he's trying to rob me, right?" He should be thanking God for wearing green robe.

After hearing this, Hong Huan couldn't lose his temper and said with a smile: "Hey, hey, yes, yes, it's just the same thing." But he cursed in his heart: "Two old immortals, aren't you here to grab the sword now? Pretend.

You have to act like a decent person. Humph!"

Qin Muchu cursed in his heart: "Despicable!"

Hong Huan continued: "Unexpectedly, the monk looked honest and honest, but he also had some skills. I couldn't attack for a long time, so I drew my sword and attacked. As soon as I drew my sword, the monk was in danger. Several times I was about to hit him.

He hit him, but he used the scabbard to block it, but I still scratched him a few times. Seeing that he couldn't escape, the monk drew his sword. As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it seemed as if a sword energy shot out.

Come out. The blade is about two feet and seventy-eight feet long and a little over half an inch wide. It is a thin and long sword. The blade is not bright white like ordinary iron swords, but blue, but has no luster.

, Just like the blue of the sky, even if there is sunlight, there will be no luster." When Hong Huan said this, there seemed to be an obsessed look on his face, and it was obvious that the sword had a very deep impression on him. He paused

After a moment, thank God, the two brothers surprisingly did not rush him. Then he continued: "The monk just swung his sword and cut off my saber and scratched my arm. I knew I couldn't deal with it.

The monk was so scared that he had no choice but to turn around and run away."

Xie Di asked again: "Since you have escaped, how do you know that the monk is a monk from Jingci Temple?"

Hong Huan smiled again and said: "Hey! Although I ran away at that time, but halfway through, I couldn't bear to leave the sword, so I had to quietly follow the herb-gathering monk. I saw with my own eyes that the herb-gathering monk was holding

That, uh, Qiankun Sword entered this Jingci Temple."

Qin Muchu cursed again in his heart: "You are really evil!"

Xie Tian said: "Yanhui, do you still want to deny it? As long as you are willing to hand over the Qiankun Sword, I Xie Tian promises you that not a single monk or a single person in the temple will be harmed, nor a single plant or tree in the temple will be destroyed."

It turns out that everything is related to Master Yanzhao of Jingci Temple. Master Yanzhao does not like chanting sutras and praising Buddha, but he likes to make elixirs and medicines. He makes many kinds of elixirs. People in the surrounding area often come to him for medical treatment if they have no money.

Medicine; some pilgrims who come to offer incense can also use it if they suddenly feel unwell; if monks in the temple are sick, they generally use his medicine; even some martial arts people have certain curative effects on internal and external injuries.

In order to refine elixirs, Master Yanzhao often has to go out to collect herbs by himself. This is because he is the only person in the temple who is most familiar with the medicinal properties of herbs. Just last month, Master Yanzhao went into Yandang Mountain alone to collect herbs.

Went there. But in order to pick a moon heart grass on the cliff, he accidentally slipped into an abyss. Fortunately, Master Yanzhao did not fall from the peak, and the bottom of the abyss is not hard.

The stone is a wetland covered with lush weeds, so Master Yanzhao is not in danger of his life if he falls. Although there are some skin injuries, he is an alchemist, and ordinary trauma is not a problem for him at all.

It's not a problem. There are cliffs on all sides of the abyss. How to climb up is Master Yanzhao's problem. Although he has martial arts, they are just ordinary self-defense skills, which will have no effect here.

When Master Yanzhao was looking for a way out, he found an ink sword stuck in a low place. He was worried that there was no way out, so he happily picked up the sword. As soon as he pulled out the sword, a sword fell out from it.

A piece of paper came. Master Yanzhao picked it up and looked at it. It turned out to be written by the sword's owner, the old man Qiankun. The old man Qiankun was a Confucian scholar and liked to write some poems as souvenirs. This note was about the old man Qiankun and his three disciples.

grievances and the reason why he buried the sword. (This has been mentioned in the previous chapter and will not be repeated.)

Master Yanzhao was ecstatic to learn that this sword, named Qiankun Sword, was a sharp weapon that could cut iron as well as mud. He tried it, and the sword penetrated the stone wall as easily as a piece of tofu. So Master Yanzhao walked along the

On the cliff, I used the Qiankun Sword to dig out one place to stay one after another. Step by step, I finally climbed out of the abyss.

Master Yanzhao thought about what Old Man Qiankun said, and planned to throw the Qiankun Sword back into the abyss. But he also thought that he often went out to collect herbs. With this sword that can cut iron and produce mud, even herbs on the cliffs can be used.

Isn't it wonderful to pick it easily? So he thought: "I only use it when I go up the mountain to collect herbs. As long as no one sees it, it will be fine. This doesn't count as reappearing in the world, right?" Master Yanzhao said

After comforting himself, he did not throw the Qiankun Sword back into the abyss, but decided to take it back. Unexpectedly, he met Jianghu Xiao Xiaohonghuan at the foot of the mountain, and he panicked and reported the name of the sword. What happened next was just as Hong Huan said.

Same.

After Master Yanzhao returned, he handed the Qiankun Sword and the note from Master Qiankun to Abbot Yanhui. Only then did Master Yanhui realize that this sword was of great importance.

Master Yanhui knew that things couldn't go well today, but he couldn't hand over the sword. He made up his mind: "Even if we fight to the death, we can't hand over the sword to the crazy people!"