The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

On the other side of the nave, there is a stone door, also half open. According to regulations, it should be another side hall, which is symmetrical to the side hall they were in just now.

So people didn't take it seriously, they just went in to have a look since the door was open.

Unexpectedly, there is just a stone table in this side hall, and a box is placed on the table, and there is an incense burner in front of the box.

It looks simple, but such a box is empty in such a huge side hall, which inexplicably gives people a sense of mystery.

People walked in, stood in front of them, and looked at Zhu Xiaoyuan in unison.

This is Xiaoling, only Zhu Xiaoyuan has the right to touch the things here, if he doesn't move, others will be ashamed to do so.

Zhu Xiaoyuan was also very curious, so he opened the lid of the box.

There is a thick stack of books stacked on the left side of the box, and the words "Prajna Great Light" are impressively printed on the top page.

"That's right, this is the Great Light Sutra!" Master Jingquan said excitedly.

"Didn't the master just say that the "Great Light Sutra" was written with Sanskrit mantras? These are obviously Chinese characters."

"Open it and have a look."

Zhu Xiaoyuan carefully opened the first page of the book. The cover is made of thick paper, but the inner pages are completely different. It is a very old leaf-like paper with densely written incomprehensible characters and symbols.

"This is the Beiye Sutra!" Ke Jundao said, "This kind of paper is made from the leaves of the Berodo tree, and every word on it is carved out with a thin needle. Many Buddhist scriptures in Tianzhu are the Beiye Sutra. It's very precious, so be careful when handling it."

As an archaeologist, as soon as I saw an ancient object, I immediately fell into an occupational disease. I was afraid that the thing would be damaged by someone, but I forgot that everyone here is a master, not to mention the leaves of the Berodo tree, even if it is made of spider webs. , and won't break it.

Zhu Xiaoyuan took out the "Great Light Sutra" and handed it to Master Jingquan, saying: "Since this is from the Sutra Pavilion of Huacheng Temple, please trouble Master to take it back."

Jingquan didn't expect Zhu Xiaoyuan to be so generous, he took the scriptures and said, "Old benefactor Zhu's mind is admirable."

Zhu Xiaoyuan smiled and said, "I'm not a pedantic person. I've lived to this age, so there's nothing I can't see. It's just a scripture, and my ancestors wouldn't blame me."

There is also a booklet under the "Great Light Sutra", and there is no writing on the cover.

Zhu Xiaoyuan thought it was a set, so he took it out, opened it, and found that the inner pages were not bay leaf paper, but ordinary paper, but the writing was also in Sanskrit.

"Master, this is also part of the Great Light Sutra, right?"

Jingquan shook his head and said, "I remember that there is only one volume of The Great Light Sutra, let me read it."

He took the scriptures and flipped through them.

Turning to the last page, Jingquan was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise: "Look!"

Everyone leaned over to watch.

I saw two paragraphs of small vermilion characters written on it:

'Wu Zhou borrowed the prophecy of the Heavenly Lady of Jingguang from the Great Cloud Sutra, and introduced Mani Great Light Sect on behalf of Li Xingzhou. This religion was created by the Persian Manichae after Lu Xifu taught the Great Light Law. Lu Xifu is also the messenger of the light of the ancient holy religion. However, since the Saint sank, the holy religion no longer existed, the Nether King returned to the sea, and became a saint. Xifu went to the west and set up to teach the west. It's not clear, it's not clear! '

'I am a commoner in Huaihuai, who was baptized by the holy religion and was favored by the light. Because of the chaos in the world, I led the people across the river to protect the people and try to govern. I took Zhu Ming as the country name, and hoped for the return of the Saint and the restoration of the holy religion. Mani, who was passed down from Wu Zhou, is not the most holy light. Now put the Great Light Sutra and the Great Cloud Sutra here, and let them disappear in the world, so as not to make the events of Wu Zhou, Li and Tang reappear. "

It can be seen from the second paragraph that this is obviously left by Zhu Yuanzhang.

It seems that the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty was very worried about what happened to Wu Zhou, so he simply brought the Great Cloud Sutra and the Great Bright Sutra underground.

Others lamented this, but Li Muchen was shocked by the content of the first paragraph.

Nether King returns to sea, Sifsey goes to...

The holy religion that Zhu Yuanzhang said was the original form of the devil's religion, and Wu Muqie also called it the holy religion.

Lucifer is the light emissary of the holy religion, so the Nether King is the dark emissary?

Are these two apostates?

Or did the Nether King apostate and become a saint and become a demon, which led to the later Demon Cult, and Lu Xifu went to the west to preach in anger?

It's a pity that there are only these two scriptures and two passages of Zhu Yuanzhang's words in the box, and there is nothing else, so there is no way to testify.

Li Muchen glanced at Lin Manqing, who was also full of doubts.

The current Lin Manqing, although the Integrated Union has part of the soul of the ebony concubine, has no memory of the ebony concubine.

The human soul does not have memory. Memory is made up of the brain, which is equivalent to the disk of a computer. The soul can recall the memory at any time, but it cannot retain the memory when the body is lost.

Even if it is practice reincarnation, it is very difficult to regain the memory of the previous life.

But the soul is a spiritual body, which can retain the realm of the previous life. Therefore, those living Buddhas who are immortals come from reincarnation, and after a little practice, they can go straight to the Dao and achieve a very high level.

The same is true for Lin Manqing, she obtained the ancient orthodox witchcraft through the soul of the ebony concubine, but the strength of her physical body and the thickness of her mana are still not up to date.

"Do you think the traitor to the Holy Cult is the Nether King or Lucifer?" Li Muchen communicated with her with divine thoughts.

"It's hard to say, maybe both of them." Lin Manqing said, "Wu Zhou destroyed Tang, but later returned the country to Li Tang. This is very strange. Maybe you can go to Jinzhou to find the descendants of the Wu family. Any clues."

"Yeah." Li Muchen nodded, "I was thinking, Xifu Lu preached the Great Light Law and preached in the west, so the Holy Sun Church would not be related to Xifu Lu?"

Thinking of the Sun Sect, Li Muchen was a little worried because he hadn't heard any news about it for a long time. Apart from the tense situation in Los Angeles, the Sun Sacred Church seems to have made no further moves in other places, especially Huaxia.

For a religion whose layout has developed and has penetrated places like Nanjiang University and Kowloon Island, this long period of peace is very abnormal.

He felt that the Sun Sacred Cult was doing something big.

Master Jingquan accepted the "Great Light Sutra". Zhu Xiaoyuan asked him if he wanted to take the "Da Yun Jing" with him.

Jingquan said: "The "Da Yun Jing" is not the property of this temple, so let's keep it here."

Zhu Xiaoyuan looked at Li Muchen again, and Li Muchen nodded before he put the Great Cloud Sutra back.

Everyone left the side hall where the scriptures were enshrined, passed through the nave, and walked back.

Behind the nave is the apse, which is the bedroom where the empress's coffin rests.

People are very curious whether the coffins of Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma are inside, and whether they are the same as what they saw in the secret realm just now.

However, after entering the apse, people were extremely disappointed because the apse had collapsed.

In the design of Xiaoling Mausoleum, a large number of pebbles are paved in the interlayer of the tomb. Once someone digs a hole and enters, the pebbles will roll down and block the mausoleum.

This is better than using mercury to prevent theft in other imperial tombs. At least it will not pollute the land, and it will not soak the coffins and funerary objects in the mausoleum in mercury.

With the strength of these ten people, it is not difficult to clear the cobblestones in the tomb passage, but this will inevitably cause some damage to the underground palace.

In front of Zhu Xiaoyuan, destroying the tombs of other people's ancestors is not a human thing.

What's more, the entire apse has collapsed and buried, and it is useless to clear the tomb passage.

Everyone was about to leave when Li Muchen suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

He was facing the closed tomb passage, and his spiritual consciousness passed through the tomb passage, penetrating directly into the ruins of the apse.

After a while, I suddenly heard rustling sounds from the pile of pebbles.

People were all taken aback, thinking that there was something wrong, they took out their weapons one after another, as if they were facing a big enemy.

A few pebbles fell, and out of them emerged a tiny turtle. .

This tortoise has a black back and white feet. The most peculiar thing is that it only has three legs and no tail.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, they didn't know what it was, and they didn't know what to do, they all looked at Li Muchen.

Li Muchen didn't know what it was either, and there was no record of a three-legged tailless turtle with a black back and a white body in Tiandu's ancient strange beast records.

Just as he was thinking, the little turtle had already climbed out of the rock pile, looked up at the people curiously.

It seemed to be thinking, and after a while, as if it had made a decision, it crawled towards Li Muchen.

Li Muchen knelt down and looked at the little turtle. The little turtle also looked at it.

Li Muchen stretched out his hand, with the palm facing up and the back of the hand touching the ground.

The little turtle climbed up and lay in the palm of his hand. It was small and exquisite, just the size of a palm.

Zhu Xiaoyuan said with emotion: "Xuangui Spirit Communication, born of heaven and earth, is not a property of my Zhu family. Seeing that it intends to recognize you as master, you can take it back."

Li Muchen stood up and said to the little turtle in his hand, "It's fine to take it back, but in the human world, you have to be obedient. There are rules in the human world."

The little turtle seemed to understand. He shook his head a few times, then retracted his head and feet, leaving only a turtle shell.