The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Tianxiu River, the courtyard is facing the water, the night wind is extremely cold.

"Maybe it was pure coincidence. The wolf king used to be cautious, good at hiding, and changing his footing from time to time is the proper reason." Wang Zai frowned slightly, speculating.

Jiang Yanwei looked at the quiet flowing river in front of him, and thoughtfully: "It may be that someone has been staring at us all the time, and when he finds the clue, he has notified the Wolf King in advance."

Mythical man? Meng Qi heard the song, knew the elegance, and didn't say much. Wang Zai was rich in association: "The prince and the three princes all came to the city, and the undercurrent was turbulent, and no one could really stare at us."

He linked the incident to the assassination of Jin King Zhao Yi.

He paused: "This blood cloth should be used by the wolf king to wrap the wound. Let me take it away and see if it can be traced back to him through Baijiayishu."

The Bai family is from Nanman. It is rumored that there is a method of venom poisoning, and there is no shortage of methods to track blood. Therefore, Wang Zai said this. , Borrowing Blood Lock.

"Okay." Meng Qi nodded. "But the wolf king is not in a hurry to leave. Since he has left a blood-stained cloth strip, I'm afraid he has a way to avoid it."

After a while of discussion, the three had no clue and temporarily separated. Each time they returned to their residences, Jiang Yanwei would continue to let the director of Xijiange Wucheng send staff to contact the local snake to find the trace of the wolf king.

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The next day, the sky was clear and the sun was hot but not intense, bringing warmth to the winter.

Given that the secret report had been submitted for two days, Brother Qi had reported the Huanhua Sword School for a longer time, and Gu Xiaosang and Luo Jiao had been waiting in secret, Meng Qiben went out to hang out as a bait, and invited Jiang Yanwei to visit Yanyu Mountain together.

The mountains are empty, the scenery is everywhere, and the Yanyu Mountain is not steep and steep like other places. Graceful and lush, showing Jiangdong's tenderness and beauty.

"The scenery of Jiangdong is really different from that of Northland." The bright sun went down. According to the mist that often lingers, the entire Yanyu Mountain is shrouded in gold. Let the mountains and the old trees be dyed a little sacred, so that Jiang Yanwei seems to be bathed in fairy golden light.

The Xijian Pavilion is located at the junction of Huazhou and Ganzhou, and it can also be regarded as the north.

There are many platforms in the mountains, and the sound of silk bamboo dancing and dancing is faintly heard. Both the Shijia sects and the giant rich mansion in Tancheng built a pavilion in the Yanyu Mountain, and the day after tomorrow met the innate.

Meng Qi looked at Xiushan Lishui, looked at the pavilions, and laughed: "I heard that the lying heart view is located at the North Peak. Tiehua tea is rich in fragrance and self-grinding. The taste is unspeakable. Why not go for a meal?"

Jiang Yan smiled slightly: "I thought you would choose to go to Puxianzhai."

"Why?" Meng Qi's eyes widened, as if I had never thought of Pu Xianzhai.

"Are you a little monk, Chaoshan Noodle is not the proper reason." Jiang Yan joked a bit, and then laughed, "Pu Xianzhai's Luo Han Su Yan is known as Luancheng. You are used to eating, and you should not think of it first. ?"

She groaned for a moment, and said positively, "I know you don't like being a monk. But now that you have been vulgar, what about going to the temple? If you always avoid these, you will not be able to let it go. Over time, you will have a heart knot and attract outside magic."

For the tempering of the heart, the Xijian Pavilion always pays attention, so Jiang Yanwei reminded Meng Qi.

Meng Qi smiled bitterly: "My nuns have all been there, and I am afraid that the monk temple will not work? It is just that the prince lived in Puxianzhai, and I had been involved with the Jin king before. If he rushed past, he would not be involved in the royal dispute. Cause trouble. "

Before, he only talked about Zhao Yi to Jiang Yanwei, and brought the prince to Lucheng. No details of where they live.

Jiang Yanwei was relieved, his head slightly lifted. His face was red, his eyes were looking at the sky, and he calmly said, "I think too much, I misunderstood you."

She is unpretentious.

Meng Qi smiled and shifted the topic wisely. The two laughed Yan Yan and headed for Beishan.

After climbing the stone steps for a while, a pavilion appeared flat on the mountainside, and a group of people stood inside.

The bearer looks down at the distant mountains and valleys surrounded by clouds, wearing a bright yellow robe, a high crown, and an upright posture.

Behind him stood a feminine middle-aged man in a black robe and black hat. Just looking at him, coldness arose.

Next to the middle-aged man was a monk in a red coat, fat and big ears, with a smile on his face, making people feel close at first sight.

In the surroundings, there are five monks in yellow robes, about forty, with thin faces. Although they have different appearances, they give people a sense of unity.

Outside the pavilion, there are guards with dark red clothes, all of which are sturdy and extraordinary.

Meng Qi stared for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "It should be avoided, I will not go to the mountain, the mountain will be me."

From this momentum, Meng Qi can judge that the leader is Prince Taijin and Liang Wang Zhaoqian.

"It's a blessing, not a curse, but a curse. If you come to the door, then you will see it." Jiang Yanwei proposed.

"Of course, they are all stuck in the middle of the road. You have to listen to what purpose, lest you be blocked in a dangerous place in the future." Meng Qi returned to peace, with a long sword across the waist, a hand to step up, and a relaxed posture.

Jiang Yan slightly holds a long sword, his dress flutters with the mountain wind, like a fairy.

"The prince invited the two to meet in the pavilion." Meng Qi and Jiang Yanwei moved forward not long before a guard greeted him.

"Please lead the way," Meng Qi said politely.

The guard led them through the close guard and entered the Banshan Pavilion.

Crown Prince Zhao Qian turned slowly, his features were similar to Zhao Yi and Zhao Heng, but his eyebrows were not as thick as them, but they were pale, and the nose was slightly hooked, like a sword, giving a decisive feeling.

"You have the chance to meet for thousands of miles, and you can't help but feel happy when you hear the mountain road." Zhao Qian's voice is mellow.

Meng Qi saluted with a smile: "Yu Yeye has met the prince."

"Every day, every day, you can meet strangers below. This is the fate of meeting thousands of miles, but almost everyone, just pass by, no acquaintance, shallow reason."

He told the prince in a more direct metaphor that we had a weak relationship and wouldn't find me.

Zhao Qian looks like an old monk, and is not shocked. He points to the fat monk next to him: "This is chaired by Pu Xianzhai, a **** of Huayan."

"Amitabha, the dragon and phoenix of the two donors are well-deserved." Hua Yan smiled with his hands folded, like the kind of monk who was greedy for sesame oil, but Meng Qi and Jiang Yan were afraid to look down on it. Son of feather.

"Especially Su donor, he came from Buddhism, with a broken ring of swordsmanship. Although he is fierce, he is upright, eliminating evil and saving difficulties, does not violate Buddha's will, and really has a relationship with my Buddha." Hua Yan smiled and looked at Meng Qi.

You have a relationship with the Buddha, and your family has a relationship with the Buddha! Meng Qi cursed abruptly, but immediately laughed. Hua Yan was a monk, saying that he had no relationship with the Buddha. As for the family, at his age, his parents were considered dead, and he had no wife or child ...

Seeing that Meng Qi was not talking, Zhao Qian smiled a little: "Lonely when he heard about Su Shaoxia, he was quite moved. With the Buddha's heart and holding a knife, isn't it just protecting the King Kong?"

Protecting the law King Kong ... King Kong ... Meng Qi's impression of Zhao Qian plummeted, which is worse than Zhao Yi.

He smiled rather than smiled: "It is rumored that the prince went to Buddhism, and all four are empty. Why not abandon the throne, escape from the world and become a monk, get clean and seek great relief?"

Jiang Yanwei also interjected: "Now the love stack does not go, chasing power seems to be contrary to the meaning of the Buddha?"

Both were secretly referring to Zhao Qian's hypocrisy, believing in Buddhism and lingering in power.

"You! Disrespectful!" The feminine middle-aged man stepped forward and accused the two.

He didn't have direct momentum to suppress it, or he used his own lessons to learn. Su Wuming used to protect shorts. If he started to bully the small, he shouldn't expect to leave the capital of God in this life, otherwise he would be hit by a sword.

Zhao Qian pressed his hand, motioned the middle-aged man to calm down, and chuckled:

"The Buddha has a smile and a gangster's anger. If everyone is obsessed with self-cultivation and ignores the affairs of the world, who will come to cross all beings?"

"If you can hold Dabao in your hands and let the world obey, so that mortals will not be oppressed, and martial arts monks will not worry about the evil of killing, everyone will be relieved. For even greater power! "

He smiled lightly, but his tone was decisive. Although there are millions of people, he has a stubborn spirit.

... Meng Qi was shaking slightly, and the prince was a little different from what he imagined.

But if he falls down to the Buddhist gate in full, the Taoist family is afraid that he will try his best to stop it, and it will be difficult to reach the throne!

"Big wish is good, but it is in conflict with cleanliness. I am afraid there are many killings and **** hands." Meng Qi perfunctoryly.

Zhao Qian shook his head and laughed: "Everyone can say this alone, only you Su Meng is not qualified,‘ kill a life as a nurse, and cut off the industry is not a cut off ’, but you said?”

"It was at this point that Gu Gu came to know him and wanted to meet you."

...... I was so casual ... Meng Qi blinked innocently.

"This road is destined to be full of bones and blood, but if you can get the purity of all beings, even if you fall into eighteen layers of hell, why not?" Zhao Qianlang said.

His face was solemn, and he had some good looks.

But what does this have to do with me ... Meng Qi whispered into Jiang Wei and whispered to Jiang Yan: "I thought that to cultivate Buddhism is to seek pure wisdom, I never thought that the Buddha would support Zhao Qian ..."

"Buddhism has a Zen cultivating one's own heart, and there is also a pure land sect of Amitabha who can rapture bliss, there are many factions, and the Buddhist scriptures and practices are different. How can they be generalized?" Jiang Yanwei explained.

Zhao Qian converged and smiled, "Su Meng, let's make a bet."

"What bet?" Meng Qi asked subconsciously.

Zhao Qian pointed to the five monks in the yellow robe: "They are the five masters of the Pure Land Sect Dragon Elephant Tiger Leopard and Peng, and they are definitely better than you, but they are good at joining forces, and they have the same breath. If any one of the top ten is worse, if you can lose 20 moves under their siege, you will be considered a lone loser, allowing you to make a promise. If something happens to you in the future, as long as you don't go against the law, violate human relations, orphans will help you. Now. "

"If you lose, you have to do one thing alone, rest assured, it doesn't involve things like physical disability, friends killing each other, and so on."

Meng Qi looked at the five monks and found that their momentum seemed to be united, as if they were one. (To be continued)

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