Sword proud rebirth

Chapter 165 Beilando Temple

Along the way, there are marks left by Gong Yangxi. Looking at this direction, it is indeed all the way south, towards the Miao border.

Feng Ziyue was chasing very closely, but the opponent seemed to be traveling all night and night. He chased for seven or eight days in a row, but still failed to catch up.

Wuyang City was originally located in the southeast. Traveling southward, we have reached the boundaries of the six southern states of the Ming Dynasty. The clothing of pedestrians and the style of architecture are now greatly different.

After passing Lingnan Prefecture, you will reach Miao Territory.

This Lingnan Prefecture is close to the Miao border, with various ethnic groups mixed together, and the customs and people are very different from those in the Central Plains. Qi Xiaodie has never traveled far, so she was very surprised. If the situation hadn't been urgent, she would have stayed here for a few days. , look at the customs.

People from Lingnan Prefecture wear white cloths on their heads and various colored robes. Both men and women have shiny silver ornaments hanging around their necks. However, they are generous and hospitable, and their attitude towards outsiders is also very good. Feng Ziyue stopped to ask about the route, and they all He was very enthusiastic and introduced in detail.

There is actually only one way to get to Miao territory.

After climbing over the previous peak, which the locals call Jiuzi Mountain, we arrived in the Miao territory. However, the miasma in Jiuzi Mountain is also very strong. Without the preparation of anti-miasma medicine in advance, ordinary people will definitely not be able to withstand the erosion. , even if you don't die, you will get seriously ill.

However, for warriors, although the miasma is severe, they can barely withstand it. The reincarnation of seventh-level monsters like Qi Xiaodie and innate masters like Feng Ziyue don't need to care.

After chasing them here, the sign of Gong Yangxi was unclear. It was unclear whether they had crossed Jiuzi Mountain and entered the Miao territory, or whether they had temporarily settled in this Lingnan city. After Feng Ziyue pondered, he decided to stay overnight. Tonight, find out the news.

In the Miao territory, the path is unclear. Without Gong Yangxi's mark to guide him, chasing him would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, hard to find. Although he was anxious, he could only be patient and wait slowly.

"Xiaodie, let's stay in Lingnan City for one night..."

Qi Xiaodie felt a little haggard during the day and night, and Feng Ziyue felt pity for her and wanted her to have a good night's rest.

"It's okay! It's nothing! It's better to go and rescue Teacher Gan quickly!"

Qi Xiaodie's head was shaking like a rattle. She was also Gan Ningshuang's student, and she was the most loyal person. How could she be lazy when her teacher was in trouble?

After she heard Feng Ziyue talk about the thousand-year self-immolation of the saint of the Five Immortals Sect, she became even more indignant and insisted on teaching the person behind the scenes a lesson. She was even more worried about Gan Ningshuang's situation.

Feng Ziyue sighed and patted her shoulder, "I am also worried about Teacher Gan, but now the teacher has not left any clues. Miaojiang is vast, and chasing after her will probably be like finding a needle in a haystack, so I have to settle here first and inquire. The news will be finalized later."

Qi Xiaodie thought so, so she followed Feng Ziyue's advice and found an inn to rest in Lingnan City.

The two of them had no time to search, so they found a clean-looking inn on the busiest street, went in and asked for two upper rooms.

The shopkeeper saw that the two of them were very handsome and did not dare to neglect them, so he came up to greet them personally.

Feng Ziyue happened to want to inquire about the news, so he rewarded him with a piece of silver and asked, "Shopkeeper, has anything strange happened in Lingnan City in the past two days?"

Gongyang Xi's mark was blurred here, so something must have happened. The innkeepers were the best informed, so he asked them to see if anything strange had happened recently and look for clues.

"A strange thing?"

The shopkeeper frowned and thought hard. After he got the money, he naturally had to think hard about it, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing special.

"Today in Lingnan Prefecture City, everything is calm, and there seems to be no big event - ah, or there will be a big ceremony in Shendu City in seven days, so in the past few days, disciples from various tantric Buddhist temples in the south are coming here...

"

"oh?"

Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. Looking back, he saw many monks in the city.

"Look, two more Buddhas are here now!"

I saw two monks wearing cassocks stepping into the inn. The shopkeeper didn't dare to be negligent, so he complained to Feng Ziyue and went to greet him first. The two monks looked majestic and had arrogant attitudes. Their eyes were on Feng Ziyue and Feng Ziyue.

Qi Xiaodie lingered for a while, which was very rude, and then the waiter led her to the back to rest.

After the shopkeeper served the two monks, he came back with a sad face and wiped the sweat from his face.

"Buddhist temples are prosperous here, and the status of monks seems to be very high..."

Feng Ziyue remained calm and spoke calmly.

"of course!"

The shopkeeper was full of resentment. Hearing him mention it, he slapped his thigh hard and made a snapping sound. This actually startled him. He looked around and then lowered his voice.

"It goes without saying - these Buddhas don't have to pay for their stay in the hotel, and we have to laugh along with them. If we get angry for a moment, even if we hit the villain, it will be in vain..."

In Lingnan Prefecture City, the local Buddhist temples have huge influence, not to mention that the sky is high here, the emperor is far away, and the officials of the Ming Dynasty are unable to control them. This is all within the sphere of influence of Beilanduo Temple.

Beilanduo Temple itself is a branch of Dalanduo Temple in Shendu City. In the Lingnan area of ​​Miao territory, its power exceeds all the aristocratic families and government officials. Of course, these monks also have many strict morals, but when there are more people

Yes, it is inevitable that there will be black sheep. Even though he is a monk, there are many things that bully and dominate the market and run rampant.

Recently, there was a big ritual ceremony in Shendu City, and monks from several nearby states gathered here. It was a mixed bag of good and bad, and these small businesses all suffered a lot of hidden losses.

"Is there such a thing?"

In Feng Ziyue's mind, he has been wondering if there is any connection between the great ritual of Shendu City and Gan Ningshuang's capture.

The shopkeeper kept vomiting his grievances. It was rare for anyone to listen to him. Naturally, he couldn't stop the resentment he had accumulated in daily life when he vented it out.

Today's Miao territory, as Taomu Gong said, the situation has undergone great changes.

Hundreds of years ago, the power of the Five Immortals Sect gradually declined, and this medicine to avoid miasma was gradually transferred to the hands of several Buddhist temples in Shendu City. These Buddhist temples gradually became more powerful, especially the headed Mahalando Temple.

He has become the uncrowned king. The more prosperous Shendu City becomes, the tighter the control of Mahalando Temple becomes.

With the increase in power, the influence of Dalanduo Temple even spread beyond the Miao border and the Jiuzi Mountains. Almost all the states near Lingnan were under his control.

Although these places are much more remote than the Central Plains, in comparison, the sphere of influence of the Mahalando Temple is already comparable to that of King Fu and others in Jiangnan.

"So, now that Miaojiang is in a poisonous city, it is actually the Mahalando Temple that has the final say?"

"of course!"

The shopkeeper sighed and shook his head, "I heard that the imperial court also sent an official document asking Miao Jiang to obey Wang Hua, but how could those great monks listen to them... Several angels were driven back and stayed in a small shop for a few days.

, that’s why I knew... Later, the court had no choice but to vaguely title Master Longxu, the abbot of the Mahalando Temple, as the Buddha King, thus settling the matter..."

"Buddha King?"

Feng Ziyue is funny. The Buddhist disciples are pure and inactive, and they are connected with this worldly king, which is totally nondescript.

However, since the Dalanduo Temple is so powerful in Miao territory, it can be seen that the possibility of Gan Ningshuang's incident is related to them is not small.

He was planning to go to Beilando Temple to investigate tonight, but he heard a roar coming from behind him.

"How dare you speak ill of Lord Buddha behind your back, that fellow?"

The sound was like a thunderous explosion, and the shopkeeper's face instantly turned pale. He was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, shaking all over.

He was also inspired to talk for a moment. Seeing that the business in the store was quiet, and it was already full after the two monks moved in, he followed Feng Ziyue to complain, not wanting to be heard. From this tone, it seemed that it was another

Great monk, how can he not be afraid of this?

According to the rules of the Mahalando Temple, there is a crime of "slandering the Buddha". Anyone who speaks ill of a monk behind his back can be beaten to death in front of the temple gate!

When the shopkeeper thought of this, he didn't even dare to look back and huddled up, almost fainting from fright.

Feng Ziyue raised his head and saw a tall monk carrying a water-milled steel Zen staff. This monk was burly, almost ten feet tall and broad. Standing at the foot of the hall, he looked like a door panel.

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I saw him with an angry look on his face, bare chest of black hair, stretched out his fingers as thick as bamboo shoots, and pointed at the shopkeeper viciously.

"Let's go with the Buddha to Beilando Temple. Do we have to make you guilty of slandering the Buddha?"

He opened his big hands like cattail leaf fans and grabbed the shopkeeper like an eagle catching a chicken.

If you report the crime of slandering the Buddha, the monk himself can get rewards and benefits, so why not do it?

Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to be lifted up by him, the monk suddenly felt a pressure coming from in front of him. He leaned forward, but he was unsteady and stumbled back several steps. He was horrified and stared intently.

At that moment, I saw a handsome young man standing in front of me.

"Who are you to dare to block the Buddha's way?"

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, and of course he was the one who stopped the monk.

"Master, this shopkeeper just said something carelessly, why bother? Just give me some face, let's forget it?"

"Give you some face?" The monk widened his eyes and spat. Seeing that the other person was just a weak young man with an ordinary-looking woman by his side, he sneered, "Why should Lord Buddha give you some face? You know how to give me face, please give me some face."

Open, otherwise, I will arrest you too and send you to Beilanduo Temple for questioning!"

In fact, he was already giving him face, because he saw Feng Ziyue's extraordinary clothes and thought that he was an honorable young man in the city. Although he could not offend Beilando Temple, he was also a local snake. He was a wild monk and it was not easy to do too much.

His strong point was to ask Feng Ziyue to step aside. The monk felt that he had already given in a step.

However, Feng Ziyue looked ignorant and smiled calmly, "Master, maybe you don't have to give me face, but -"

He Shi Shiran pulled out his sword, shook it slightly, and held a sword flower in his hand, "Brother in my hand, I hope the master will give you some face..."

Feng Ziyue had already made up his mind in the flash of lightning just now, and deliberately stepped forward, just to make the matter bigger, to attract people from Beilanduo Temple, and to save himself the trouble of making another trip.

The monk was really furious and laughed wildly: "You are arrogant. I don't know where you have learned the sword skills of a three-legged cat, but you dare to imitate others to fight against injustice? Dare you touch Buddha's tiger butt? Get back quickly, otherwise Buddha will come down with his stick, but

I’m going to beat you to pieces!”

He patted the water-milled Zen staff, only to hear an empty sound. He slapped it on the ground, and with a bang, smoke and dust rose up, looking very heavy.

Feng Ziyue was about to say more when the shopkeeper quickly stopped him and said, "Master... no, no!"

The shopkeeper knew that Feng Ziyue was trying to stand up for him, but how could such a teenage boy compare with that tyrannical monk? He knew in his heart that the monk wanted to arrest him just for money, so he gritted his teeth and went to the cabinet to get it.

He kneeled down and delivered dozens of taels of silver to the monk.

"Master, I made a mistake for a moment. Please forgive me. These little thoughts are disrespectful. Master, please accept them and forgive me this time..."

"fart!"

The monk flicked his Zen staff and knocked the shopkeeper aside along with his money.

"Do you think you are sending a beggar? These dozens of taels of silver can atone for your sin of slandering the Buddha? If you don't have a thousand taels of silver, you can't escape your sin. Just follow the Buddha obediently to Belanduo Temple and die!"

"One...one thousand taels of silver?"

The shopkeeper reluctantly got up, his face pale and tears streaming down his face, "How can this... this little guy have so much money in his hands?"

"If you don't have money, you'll die!"

The monk's eyes showed a fierce light, he raised his Zen staff high, and slapped it down with a roar. Judging from this posture, he wanted to break the shopkeeper's legs.

boom!

Hearing a loud noise, the monk took three steps back, but was blocked by Feng Ziyue with his sword. The water-milled Zen staff was actually bounced up, pulling him back.

"Good boy!"

The monk was furious and roared angrily: "The Buddha saw that you were young and was afraid that you might end your life in vain, so he didn't argue with you. I didn't expect that you would come to bother me again and again - go to hell."

Bar!"

He swung his Zen staff and hit Feng Ziyue on the head.

Feng Ziyue was not in a hurry, and with a move of the sword, he brought the huge force on his arm to the ground. With a crash, the monk's Zen staff hit the bluestone ground, smashing a huge bluestone slab into pieces, but it also affected both his arms.

Feeling sore and numb for a while, he couldn't lift himself up. Feng Ziyue flew up and hit him between the chest and abdomen. How could the monk keep his balance? He flew out of the inn door, spitting blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground!

"Go and tell those bald donkeys of Beilanda Temple that I will take care of this matter, young master! If you are not convinced, just come here!"

The monk struggled to get up. He was in a state of embarrassment, but he did not dare to shout any more. He knew that this boy was powerful, so he just shouted at the door: "What a boy! I dare to hit your Buddha!"

He looked ferocious, but he didn't dare to go in and pick up the Zen staff. He just waved his thick arms and yelled viciously.

"Just wait, I'm going to find my senior brother from Beilando Temple and I'm going to cut you into pieces!"