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The matter of the Buddha's relics quickly spread throughout the imperial capital through the imperial edict.

Together with the deeds of King Yinshuang sending people to offer treasures, it was also spread to the people, and both the common people and the monks talked about it.

Many people come here to burn incense at the Buddha's Golden Body Temple, and then want to see what the Buddha's relics look like.

Most of them were unable to elicit even the slightest reaction from the relics and were rejected.

A few monks in the Vajra Temple could make the relics glow with light, but in the end they were unable to collect them, indicating that the opportunity had not come and they could only leave with regret.

In the courtyard of the Golden Body Temple, Envoy Yinshuang watched the people coming and going, and couldn't help but respectfully asked the monk in white holding a Zen staff behind him:

"Holy Monk, do you really want to do this? This is the Seventh Patriarch's relic after all. It is extremely valuable. If you have it, you may be able to break through to the thirteenth realm. If the Holy Monk hadn't refused to recognize its owner, this relic would have been integrated with you long ago. As one body.”

"Amitabha."

Jiang Shan shook his head and said: "This is the sentiment of the Seventh Patriarch in his life. The poor monk took away the Buddha's creation. Although he can break through the thirteenth realm and become a Bodhisattva, he will definitely follow the path of the Seventh Patriarch in the future, and he will not be able to surpass the Seventh Patriarch. , but it limits my Zen mind.”

"You can cultivate to the fourteenth level at most, but you can't reach the fifteenth level. There is no way to truly spread Buddhism to the world."

Although these words were plain, they were full of confidence.

After hearing this, the surrounding envoys showed deep admiration on their faces.

Without the help of external forces, he is single-minded and worthy of being the holy monk personally conferred by the king. He will definitely be the imperial master of their Yinshuang Kingdom in the future.

Outside the Golden Body Temple, two groups of people came.

On one side is a young man in a green python robe with a gentle and jade-like temperament taking the lead. He has regular features and is extremely handsome. There are many people following him. The most personal one is an old slave with gray hair holding a sword.

There are also many characters who don't look easy to mess with, including a martial artist holding an iron fist, a woman wearing a purple veil, and so on.

Mainly followed by a few monks with their hands clasped together.

On the other side, there was a man with a big belly and a businessman's appearance in a bright yellow python robe, with a mustache that showed his shrewdness. There were many monks following him, and a tall monk with a fierce scar face stood out among the crowd.

"Hey, isn't this the eighth brother?"

The fat man in the bright yellow python robe was the first to speak, with a smile that was like a slit in his flesh, and his eyes could not be seen clearly.

Naturally, he knew the person in front of him. He was none other than the eighth prince Lu Yunqing, who was currently in the limelight in the capital.

"Seventh brother."

Lu Yunqing's young face didn't show much surprise, but nodded gently to say hello.

"Are you also here to collect the Buddha's relics?"

The Seventh Prince, Lu Yunwan, didn't have many conflicts with each other. They didn't have such a deep friendship, they were just acquaintances.

"Since it is a sacred object, why can't you give it a try? It's always good to try your luck."

The two groups of people gathered together, attracting the attention of the monk in white in the distance.

"Presumably these are the two princes of Dayan, the seventh prince and the eighth prince."

Jiang Shan said silently in his heart.

"I have long heard that Emperor Dayan is seriously ill, and the princes under his command are having a lot of trouble. They have been unable to decide on a candidate for the throne. Dayan has started a war with Shengming again. This may be a good opportunity for Yin Shuang."

The Yinshuang envoy on the side said, with a bit of excitement in his tone.

"No."

Jiang Shan directly denied: "Right now, Yin Shuang has just defeated King Xiao Shuang. Even if Emperor Dashuang is weak, given the current situation, it is difficult to mobilize troops. No matter what happens, Dayan cannot become Yin Shuang's enemy. Being on Emperor Dashuang’s side will block Yinshuang’s rise.”

"Now Dayan and Shengming have started fighting on the border. A prince named King Zhenbei is sending troops. If Yin Shuang acts rashly, he may still be ambushed by Dayan's elite."

"Emperor Dayan is not dead, and the hearts of the military and the people are still there. Although Dayan is not as good as in previous years, he is still a person that small countries cannot provoke today."

After hearing this, Envoy Yinshuang felt that it made sense.

Dayan is still not easy to mess with. His military power is so great that since the founding of the country, he has destroyed countless countries and almost no one dares to provoke him.

While several people were talking, the seventh prince and the eighth prince had already come out of the temple.

There was no Buddha light coming from the relics, and there were no visions. It was obviously a failure.

All this was expected by Jiang Shan, and he was not surprised.

It was getting late and there was still no one to collect it.

But there is more incense in the Golden Body Temple in one day than in previous months.

This undoubtedly strengthened Jiang Shan’s confidence and determination to promote Buddhism in Dayan.

He can do it with Dashuang, and he can do it with Dashuang.

When he came to the Golden Body Temple and looked at the Buddha's relics, his eyes narrowed.

"Holy Monk, what's wrong?"

The Yinshuang envoy saw that he had a different look on his face and asked.

Jiang Shan replied calmly: "The relic is missing."

"How is it possible? Isn't it just fine here? This thing cannot be taken away without special methods."

The Yinshuang envoy pointed at the feet of the huge Buddha. In the center of the futon was a sad relic with sealed power, which seemed to be intact.

"This is false."

Jiang Shan took the relic and crushed it hard. The relic shattered into pieces and turned into a pile of powder.

"What?!"

When the Yinshuang envoy saw this, he was extremely shocked. He did not expect that the relic was really missing.

How could a real relic be so fragile and break when touched? But from the appearance, it does look very similar, restored one to one.

"Holy Monk, what should we do?"

Yinshuang envoy said anxiously.

Jiang Shan was surprisingly calm, and said without any wavering in his eyes: "It doesn't matter. If you lose it, just throw it away. I will get it back after one month. Although this thing has not integrated with me, after all, I am familiar with it, and I still feel it in my heart." Induction can lock its whereabouts."

"How do you explain to Dayan?" Yinshuang envoy was surprised.

"Tell me the truth and say it's lost."

"Wouldn't this be good?"

"This place is under the care of Dayan Sanyuan. They are responsible for the search themselves. The time wasted will not be made up by the poor monk. A deal is a deal." Jiang Shan said calmly and calmly.

"Does the holy monk know who stole it?"

"I probably know that he should be one of the two groups during the day."

"You mean the eighth prince and the seventh prince?"

"Exactly." Jiang Shan nodded slightly, holding a Zen staff, looking in a certain direction, and warned:

"Report it to the official. If the relic is lost, the monks of the three academies are the most responsible. Dayan will not let it go. He will definitely dig up the ground. If we are involved, we may be in trouble. Although it is not fatal, it will be troublesome."

"If there is a predestined person who can fuse the relics, that means he has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and this trip will be considered worthwhile."

Jiang Shan was obviously very confident about the whereabouts of the relic and was not afraid of losing it. He still left it outside, stirring up trouble in the capital and making the Great Yan court worry about it.

Yinshuang Country wants to profit from it and take action against Dashuang, or make enough plans within a month.

If the national treasure is really absorbed by someone, he will not be at a loss. At least he planted the seeds of the Seventh Ancestor lineage in Dayan and found a suitable candidate.

No matter what, he earned it.

The reason why he chose to offer the Buddha's relics was also to test the true situation of Emperor Dayan.

It's just that now, the other party's people can't be seen at all, and Emperor Dayan hasn't come to try it in person.

This couldn't help but make him wonder whether Dayan was really as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Follow the instructions of the holy monk!"

The Yinshuang envoy clasped his fists to accept the order and quickly began to take action.

That night.

The moonlight shines brightly in the capital, and from time to time there is the sound of watchmen beating gongs and drums, but it is drowned out by the noise of the night market. The Imperial Capital at night is as prosperous as ever.

Langya Palace.

Lu Yunwan smiled honestly: "I didn't expect that this relic could be replaced so easily. It is really easy to carry this relic on the Bodhisattva's Dao Lotus."

In front of him was a burly mad monk named Fan Shen, with a look of pride on his ferocious face: "I, the Great Leiyin Temple, had a Bodhisattva at least five hundred years ago. If it weren't for the Great Heavenly Dragon, Even if the temple and the Dajin Chan Temple divide the inheritance of the seven ancestors, they will not be inferior to them."

"With this Buddha relic, the luck of Buddhism is like searching for something, but the monk in white must have a way to find it. As long as we find a qualified person as soon as possible and integrate this relic, we will be safe, even if the monk in white comes to look for it. To no avail.”

Lu Yunwan asked in confusion: "How can we fuse the relics?"

The burly mad monk said: "You must have a pure Zen heart, regard the world as nothing, firmly believe that all living beings are equal, emperors, generals, and traffickers are all treated equally. You must also have a fearless heart, a clear mind, and do not Disturbed by external objects, it is difficult to find such a person in the world, only the Arhat Bodhisattva in our temple can give it a try."

After Lu Yunwan heard this, he thought for a while and felt that he was definitely not in line.

The education he received since childhood destined him to have no connection with Zen.

What a joke.

Emperors, generals, ministers, traffickers and pawns, all treated equally?

All living beings are equal, so there is no such thing as status. Everyone is born equal and has no privileges. Is there really such a world?

"The Buddha's relics must be returned to Leiyin Temple as soon as possible."

While the two were talking, they had already asked their servants to prepare their cars and leave the city immediately.

He hasn't even taken a few steps out of the palace.

At the end of the gate, a group of people appeared, all masked, with different body shapes and extraordinary energy.

The carriage of Lu Yunwan and others was surrounded.

Lu Yunwan didn't panic, and snorted coldly: "I know that besides me, there are others who covet the sacred objects."

He snapped his fingers lightly.

From the palace, hundreds of white shark warriors walked out. The armors on their bodies were all made of the demon shark dorsal fin leather armor provided by the Donghai Sect.

In addition, there are many monks holding long sticks. Their naked upper bodies are extremely golden, like bronze figures, and they stand in a circle formation.

The masked man in black clothes in the distance was unmoved, and more masters appeared on the eaves, with fierce eyes and murderous intent.

The leader was a sword cultivator holding two swords, a woman in black armor, and an old man with one eye.

"There are middle and fifth-grade masters. It seems that we have to fight today."

The five-fingered mad monk licked the corner of his mouth and said.

Just by making a fist, a purple-gold energy flowed from his face, and his aura was fully activated.

Stomping his right foot, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The air wave that exploded with one kick was devastating, crushing all the bluestone bricks that were a hundred meters away, cracking them inch by inch, and a large pit appeared on the ground.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the house collapsed, and a masked man in black was killed with a few moves.

"Ding!"

The sound of the blade cutting through the sky was heard, and the sword's intent condensed in the void, turning into streaks of rainbow light.

Within a dozen breaths, the five-fingered mad monk and the sword cultivator separated and then reunited. The sword energy was flowing horizontally, and the fist and the knife seemed to be colliding with each other, like wild waves surging, and like alien beasts fighting.

If you stop and look at the ground, you can only see

"Who is against me?"

The dual-sword cultivator fought with him, and Lu Yunwan looked ugly.

Just when he was frightened and angry, a woman in black armor stood under the full moon, with her feet on the black eaves, her body upright, her high ponytail reaching her waist, and she pulled out a long sword that resembled a tachi.

Only a pair of cold eyes were revealed.

Then he wielded the knife with both hands, his posture was clean and neat, and there was an elegant beauty.

Under the constant reflection of the seven stars in the sky, the sword energy soared into the sky and flew away, making the power of the sword intention almost reach its peak.

It's as if if there is a mountain in front of you, you will cut it down!

The expressions of the golden-skinned warrior monks guarding them all changed, and the Buddhist sage holding a Zen staff at the gate of the palace took action boldly.

The golden Zen staff was struck on the ground, and a pair of huge Buddha's hands and golden body were thrown out behind him.

Make a gesture of resistance.

But the golden body of Dharma was still cut in half by this sword.

The five-fingered mad monk wanted to retreat to rescue him, but he was soon entangled by a one-eyed old man. The man spit out a large cloud of poisonous mist and enveloped the world, making it impossible for him to distinguish between east, west and north.

"The Vientiane Tiangang Formation, activate!"

Lu Yunwan could only save his own life. He shouted and threw a dark blue formation flag into the sky.

In an instant, the entire team was enveloped in the green light emitted by the formation flag, and the sword energy, which was as high as the stars, fell heavily on the formation and collided together.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

But it didn’t take long for the formation to break apart like a spider web, and it would soon be broken.

Lu Yunwan looked helpless when he saw this, but he was helpless as he watched this scene.

This power definitely extends beyond the Eight Realms!

His cultivation level is far from the fifth level, so he has no way to resist, so he can only prepare all the life-saving items on his body.

For this reason, he bought many life-saving magic weapons.

The inner sides of the two sleeves are covered with golden light shield Taoist charms, hundreds of them. There are also seven Wandering Dragon Exploration Cloud Talismans in the boots, which can walk as fast as flying and walk in the air.

Holding the Xuan Ring in his hand, he was ready to activate the next formation.

Although having money may not necessarily make you stronger, it does give you more ways to save your life.

He silently made many preparations.

"The wind has stopped and the rain has stopped."

When the Xuan Jie Formation was about to come out, an old voice came from the end of the street.

The four-character Confucian mantra turned into golden words, and the sword energy was frozen in an instant.

A luxurious carriage with its four corners tilted up and engraved with unicorns came slowly and stopped in front of the Langya Palace. A bookish young master opened the bead curtain and walked out. The old slave holding a sword and many other royal servants were tightly follow.

Lu Yunwan was surprised when he saw this person: "Lu Yunqing, it's you!"

He didn't expect that Lu Yunqing would come to help him halfway.

Lu Yunqing smiled meaningfully and said, "Seventh brother, isn't it a little unkind to do this? If it weren't for me, you might be plotted against me again."

"What's the meaning?"

Lu Yunwan asked in astonishment.

"Brother Qi, don't you think that the fact that you can replace the Buddha's relics from the Golden Body Temple already speaks volumes?"

Lu Yunqing reminded.

"You knew already."

Lu Yunwan scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Lu Yunqing smiled softly: "You left the temple one step behind me, I already expected you to have this idea."

Soon he stopped smiling, held his head high, walked forward, and said calmly to the men in black: "Second brother, are you still going to have your own way?"

It was not in vain that he spent so much time observing every move in the imperial city.

My husband said that this person must not be left alone.

For months, he had been investigating the deaths of the three princes.

Because there is always an invisible hand intervening in everything between the Ming Deng Department and the Three Courts, so you can only think of a way on your own.

The death of the eldest brother, the death of the fourth brother, and the death of the fifth brother are all mysterious. Even if the third brother is wearing a yellow robe, there are explanations. He visited Lu Guangyao and learned the specific story. After listening to the advice of many advisers under his command, he deduced It turns out that there is an invisible force behind the scenes.

The gentleman from the Confucian Temple told him that there is a crooked and evil way in Confucianism called Dragon Slaying Technique, which is intended to seize the emperor's luck and nourish himself. The person who laid it out must be the master of this way.

So he set his sights on the second prince.

I discovered many strange things about Prince Jin's Mansion.

The second brother's clientele is true, but most of them have never revealed their reputation. They look like very ordinary people in the world, too weird.

The second brother can compete with the eldest brother for so long, it is impossible that he has no means to help him.

I squatted for three months.

It wasn't until the death of the fourth prince that there was any flaw in the Jin Palace.

Every time before returning home, many people met at various inns and were captured by his people.

Obviously, the other party's subordinates are shady, and it's not without reason.

But why couldn't the Ming Deng Division investigate and find out? Was it also infiltrated?

Lu Yunqing thinks this is very likely.

He deliberately asked the Seventh Prince to take away the Buddha's relics, and then observed the movements in Prince Jin's palace, and he indeed observed the movements.

Arrive in time before Langya Palace leaves the city.

Kill King Jin!

At this moment.

Lu Guangjing, who was far away in the darkness, frowned when he saw the seventh prince and the eighth prince standing together, as if they wanted to unite.

When did Lu Yunqing become so smart?

After coming back from the Confucian temple, I have been keeping a low profile. I don't know where I picked up the luck, but I was attracted by the daughter of a saint. I haven't seen her for half a year. Both her vision and strategy have improved greatly.

Nowadays, it has become a climate.

It could actually threaten him.

The old slave holding the sword next to Lu Yunqing is very dangerous, and he must have many trump cards given by the Saint of Theory and the Saint of War.

This battle is unfavorable and it is not advisable to continue fighting.

Beat the drum and withdraw the troops.

Seeing that the time was not right, many of the Infernal Affairs Party members were preparing to retreat.

But he was surrounded by circles of long-awaited offerings from Prince Chongwen's Mansion.

suddenly.

Among the people in Wujiang Pavilion, there was a bronze tiger-faced young man with a B-shaped token around his waist, watching this scene silently.

The face beneath the mask was slightly playful.

Today, the three princes’ forces gathered together.

It was really lively.

This melon is really delicious to eat.

With such a big commotion, the monks from the Third Academy and the Lighting Division should be on their way.

The question is, how should I get away?

It’s quite heartbreaking to lose a shadow person.