It is different from Xuankong Temple, Dongwang Valley and Diaohai Tower, which are almost a country of their own and have equal relations with neighboring countries.
Kurongyuan has been on the territory of Qi since its establishment.
After Emperor Wu of Qi restored the country and conquered the world. Kurongyuan, like all the sects in Qi State, is controlled by Qi Ting and acts according to government orders.
But the difference is that the strength of Kurongyuan at that time far exceeded that of other sects.
In Qi State, there was even a tendency for the Buddhist sect to become the dominant one.
The power of Kureiyuan is intricate and spreads across all levels.
Jiang Wuliang was a dignified prince of the Qi Kingdom, and he was devoted to Buddhism. Apart from his faith, it was also because he relied on the power of Kurongyuan.
And Emperor Qi deeply hated Jiang Wuliang's devotion to Buddhism. Was he really just dissatisfied with the Buddhist family? Isn't this a fear of this force?
The reason was that after the battle between Qi and Xia was settled and Jiang Wuliang's political ideas were proven wrong, the crown prince's position could still be delayed for five years before he was deposed by Emperor Qi.
Of course it's not because Emperor Qi is so soft-hearted, but because Jiang Wuliang actually has the power to compete with Emperor Qi for a while!
The entire power of the Kurong Academy was actually used by Jiang Wuliang.
The political debate between peace and war was actually a power struggle behind the scenes. It is even regarded by some as the first time that Prince Jiang Wuliang has faced a challenge to imperial power!
And the result...
That is, Jiang Wuliang was deposed and Kurongyuan was razed. All the core classics were burned, the core monks were exterminated, and all ordinary monks were forcibly returned to secular life.
A generation of Buddhist sect disappeared into thin air.
Kurongyuan is located in the ruins of the west city of Linzi. It used to be very prosperous, but later it was ruined.
Either he is afraid of something, or he feels uncertain. In Linzi City, which is so big, no one has thought about this land over the years, so it has been left abandoned.
Twenty-five years have passed, and there have been many ups and downs.
There is no curfew in Linzi City, and there are countless places to drink and drink.
But the area around the Kureiyuan ruins is quiet after all.
Many people dare not come here during the day, let alone at night.
According to folk rumors, there are often the sounds of monks chanting sutras here at night. It is said that the monks who were killed by a fire were so resentful that their souls turned into ghosts and lingered here.
A practitioner like Jiang Wang certainly doesn't believe this.
It's not that I don't believe there are any resentful ghosts and souls, but I don't believe that any resentful ghosts and souls can exist majestically under Qi Ting's nose.
No matter how many souls there are, they will be scattered. A hundred years of resentment and a thousand years of hatred are all of no avail.
Even if they were razed to death by Emperor Qi's order while they were still alive, even if everyone's soul remains after death and everyone turns to Shintoism, for Emperor Qi, it is nothing more than another decree.
The main temple of Kurongyuan in Linzi does not occupy a very large area and is not far different from an ordinary Buddhist temple.
Its strength is largely based on the fact that it once had branches almost all over the country. Of course, most of those places don’t even have ruins anymore.
Jiang Wang, Chong Xuansheng, and Shi Shisi came at night, but saw the pale moonlight and the sound of hope everywhere.
According to legend, there was once a golden Buddha tens of feet high outside Kurongyuan, standing on the original mountain. Later, the mountain was cut off by Emperor Qi, and the Golden Buddha was melted and put into the national treasury.
Nowadays, few people even remember the name of the mountain.
But the sudden pool of stagnant water outside the courtyard seems to be evidence that Nafo Na Mountain once existed - it was just a deep pit, and the water was accumulated rainwater. Because there is no living source, the waves are calm, and except for some water insects, there are no living creatures living there.
The moss and dark water are ugly and tight.
The remaining bricks and stones vaguely outline the general shape of the courtyard door.
Chong Xuansheng walked over and stepped on a plaque that was half hidden under the bricks, making a crunching sound.
Looking down, I can only see the word "ancient", and the other half must have been wiped away by the wind and rain.
"This is my first time here." Chong Xuansheng said suddenly.
"I've known about this place since I was very young, and I've always wondered what it looks like now. But I've never seen it."
Fourteen is used to being silent.
Jiang Wang was also very silent, because he knew that probably what Zhong Xuan Sheng needed at this time was just to talk.
The three of them stepped on the broken bricks and tiles and walked in. The Kurongyuan was burned clean by a fire, but there was actually nothing to see.
"I'm not smart now. I've been smart since I was a child. But smartness is very fragile before you have a certain level of strength."
Chong Xuan Sheng said: "Because there are many ways to make you a fool without leaving any trace."
"Jiang Wang, fourteen." He said, "I feel very lonely."
The direct descendants of the dignified Chongxuan family learned to hide their clumsiness at a very young age. This kind of sensitivity, vulnerability and caution is not something we are born with.
If we judge the word "sensible" by the standards of most adults, generally speaking, the more "sensible" a child is, the less happy his or her childhood will be.
And almost all the misfortunes that Chong Xuan Sheng had in childhood came from that man named Chong Xuan Fu Tu.
He has never dared to come to Kurongyuan.
After arriving, he still felt lonely even with two friends by his side.
Fourteen silently took a step towards him. The negative Yue Jia on his body looked unattractive, but it gave people a very reliable feeling.
Jiang Wang looked up at the moon, which was a bright but distant light source.
Loneliness - who isn't?
When he reached the main hall of Kurei-yuan, Chongxuan Sheng stopped.
"I've been thinking about why he repeatedly made such stupid decisions, letting down his family, friends, and subordinates... he let down so many people who trusted him, and even affected his family."
The "he" in his mouth who was unwilling to mention and only wanted to refer to him could only be a mysterious and superficial figure.
The fat man looked around. The dark night did not affect his vision, but the ruins did not seem to hide any clues. Even if there were any, they should have been destroyed in the fire that year. Not to mention the ups and downs of the past twenty-five years.
Chong Xuan Sheng asked: "Will there be an answer here?"
He, who had recently gained a certain advantage in the competition for the head of the family, showed a rare confusion at this moment.
Twenty-five years... or even longer, how to find the answer?
The two people who became friends here back then are now gone, and the other is imprisoned in the Bluestone Palace and has not seen the light of day for a long time. Even Kureiyuan itself was left with nothing but devastation.
To find the answer, it seems that the only way to find out is to ask the person in Qingshi Palace. But you can't enter the Bluestone Palace, so...
Only now did Jiang Wang react. Chong Xuansheng asked Xu Fang to plead guilty outside the Qingshi Palace. In addition to overthrowing the Treasure Judgment Chamber of Commerce and attacking Jiang Wuliang, he also had the intention of forcing Jiang Wuliang out of the Qingshi Palace.
But Jiang Wuliang remained silent from beginning to end.
This deposed prince seems to have completely given up...
"Do you have an answer?" Jiang Wang asked.
Chong Xuan Sheng was about to say something.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Wang interrupted, his ears trembling: "Did you hear anything?"
Chong Xuan Sheng concentrated for a while. He knew that Jiang Wang was not a person who would joke at this time, so his face became serious: "I didn't hear it."
Fourteen also shook his head slowly, and even reached out to take off the black heavy sword on his back.
Jiang Wang was very sure that he did hear something just now, but the sound was very vague and he couldn't hear it clearly.
Not an auditory hallucination.
At his current level of cultivation, his control over the body is specific and subtle, and there is no possibility of mishearing or hallucinations.
Why is he the only one who can hear it?
What is that sound?
Jiang Wang stood quietly with his sword in hand, calming his mind and leaving his hearing to the silent night.
Then he heard the voice gradually becoming clearer——
"Namo Amitabha!"
