In front of a majestic mansion on Ximen Street in Fuzhou Prefecture, a two-foot-high lion flag flutters on the top of a tower with teeth and claws. The flag flutters in the wind, and the lion is even more lifelike.
Pedestrians glanced sideways, and suddenly found that the Fuwei Escort Agency, which had been closed for many days, had quietly opened its door in the quiet breeze of the morning.
"Old Lin, when you are in bed, be sure to think less, rest more, and ignore trivial matters. If you take the medicine according to my prescription, you will be cured within two months."
With an enigmatic expression, Jiang Wen said to Lin Zhennan, who was lying on the bed unable to move, "You are lucky to have met me. I have the most experience in dealing with this kind of disease where the true energy is rampant and the meridians are damaged. I even have the prescription." There’s no need to change it.”
Lin Zhennan straightened up with difficulty and thanked Jiang Wen in a weak voice.
"Zilu, thank you for your trouble..."
Jiang Wen waved his hand and directly interrupted Lin Zhennan's gossip.
"You're welcome. As the saying goes, a long-term illness makes a good doctor. I also have a particularly effective folk remedy that I've prepared for you."
He clapped his hands, and Lin Pingzhi walked in from the door, holding a copper basin filled with mung beans.
"Every day while lying in bed, put the tip of your tongue on the roof of your mouth, breathe naturally, then close your eyes and look inward, imagine that random numbers are constantly appearing in your Dantian, and then grab a bean in your hand. This continues until the beans in the basin are empty and it counts as one week. sky……"
Lin Pingzhi's hands and feet were also wrapped in gauze, and his movements when placing the copper basin were a little clumsy. He placed the copper basin respectfully, and then said with great reverence.
"Master Jiang Wen, is this some kind of unique healing technique? Can it help dad recover as soon as possible?"
Jiang Wen waved his hand.
"Don't think too much. This conservative treatment has no effect. The main thing is to let your father find something to do for himself and not be so empty mentally."
Lin Zhennan was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He didn't know whether Jiang Wen was joking.
"Then why don't I stay in bed and study? Isn't this more fulfilling?"
"It's said that the treatment is conservative, which means it needs to be extremely conservative."
Looking at the speechless Lin father and son, Jiang Wen stood up with satisfaction.
The situation last night was really strange. The whole city turned into a chess game of intrigues and fighting. Jiang Wen single-handedly dismantled and defeated all the forces one by one. Even the prefect Ling who instigated the chaos was tricked into the trap.
But God's calculations are not as good as those of man. He did not expect that Tian Guinong, who was originally inconspicuous, dared to risk the disapproval of the world, and almost took advantage of the opportunity to kill through his own base camp, making his efforts to break the situation in vain.
Even a trace of murderous intent outside the chess game is related to the lives of nearly a hundred people in Fuwei Escort, which shows how dangerous the situation last night was.
Fortunately, Lin Zhennan was not destined to die. His previous experience of enjoying the palace with Huang Ji in the Netherworld Lane caused him to be radiated by the Mani Orb, and he was able to use another incredible way in the process of turning the Haoli Ghost Kingdom back to the sun. "Collective hysteria", a powerful enemy was driven back by accidental attack.
No matter what, it's okay this time. As the saying goes, a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Tian Guinong's appearance also reminded Lin Zhennan that in the future, he should not neglect his martial arts because he thinks martial arts are useless. He still needs to have a certain ability to protect himself. of.
The only thing that worried Jiang Wen was that Lin Zhennan's brain seemed to be injured.
When we met this morning, he insisted on saying that he had understood the advanced martial arts and had already written down the secret book with pen and paper. He also insisted on asking Jiang Wen to help him study it.
If Lin Zhennan said that he wanted to write a business book, Jiang Wen might still believe it, but suddenly he said that he had written a martial arts secret book for him to believe. It's Taizu's Changquan and Wuhu's Duanmendao. When placed in the arena, they are not as valuable as spreading lime and Mongolian sweat medicine.
In response, Jiang Wen put away the secret book that Lin Zhennan had forced on him with caring eyes, and persuaded him to lie down first. Now that he was suffering from internal injuries, there was no need to show him the drill.
"Zilu, you always said before that you would formally accept Xiu'er as a disciple. I was afraid that he would suffer hardships in practicing martial arts, so I never nodded in agreement. Now that Xiu'er's tendons have been damaged, it is too late for me to regret it. I regret it too late... "
Lin Zhennan's memory of what happened last night has been blurred, leaving only some specious memories lingering in his mind. Tian Guinong and his men seemed to have encountered something terrible, and left in panic.
Only when he woke up completely did he realize that Lin Xiu's tendons in his hands and feet had been stabbed by sharp knives in the chaos.
Doctors say, "It is better to damage a foot of flesh than an inch of tendons." Damage to the muscles and collaterals of martial arts practitioners is a very difficult thing. Normal movement and power will be affected, let alone the use of fists, feet, swords and the like. Time to work.
"If you accept this apprentice, you will accept it. There is nothing to worry about if you get hurt while walking around the world."
When Jiang Wen heard these words, he also saw the lonely expression on Lin Pingzhi's face, and just patted his apprentice's shoulder nonchalantly.
"I have nothing to do as a teacher these past two days, so I will teach you the basic skills of "Luoying Shenjian Palm" and "Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Legs". Practicing the palms and feet together will have magical effects. Wait until your injury is completely healed before going to Wuyi Mountain. At that time, I will officially teach you martial arts."
Hearing what his friend said, Lin Zhennan could not hide the surprise in his expression, but his thousands of words only turned into a long sigh.
Then the two looked at each other and asked Lin Pingzhi, who was overjoyed, to exit the room first so that he could talk about something.
The two chatted in low voices for a long time, and after finalizing some details, Lin Zhennan said in a solemn tone.
"Zilu, this time I have involved you in a turmoil. It is not convenient for you to stay in Fuzhou City for a long time now. I will find a way to send you south to avoid the limelight first, and then I will worry about it after the matter is over."
The turmoil that Lin Zhennan was referring to was the deep-seated struggle between the Geng family and the Qing court.
Early this morning, news spread throughout the city of Fuzhou that the imperial envoy was missing and that Annan General Dasu withdrew his troops overnight. It was obvious that the Geng family had the upper hand, but Jiang Wen must have had a lot of involvement in it. Once he was caught, there was no doubt that he would Being labeled as a rebel is something that cannot be ignored.
Lin Zhennan didn't say it, but he had already made up his mind. Once things really went wrong, he would have to direct the fire elsewhere, and he would not be able to implicate Jiang Wen himself.
Jiang Wen smiled faintly and patted Lin Zhennan on the shoulder.
"Don't panic. If the sky falls, the Geng family will be there to support it. The heir apparent of the Geng family will come to visit you soon. Although he has great ambitions and talents, and is always scheming, he has the advantage of protecting his shortcomings. This time, he can be considered as thinking with all his heart. Keeping Fuwei Escort Bureau is a great help."
Lin Zhennan said slowly: "Of course I know this. But Prince Geng can't protect himself now, and his men are scattered. No matter how hard he tries, he is powerless."
Jiang Wen slowly shook his head, looked at the scenery outside the window with overlapping flowers and branches, and said slowly.
"Don't worry, maybe after this meeting, you will have to change your name to him as Prince..."
Lin Zhennan was shocked after hearing this. The surprise on his face had not faded, but it instantly transformed into an expression of enlightenment. He twirled his chin with his hand and opened his eyes wide, obviously guessing the hidden meaning.
After being silent like this for a long time, Lin Zhennan finally smiled bitterly and remembered this old friend in front of him, but he was the most daring person in the world, no matter what he could do, it was possible.
"Zilu, I don't understand."
Lin Zhennan said in a low voice, "The Geng family is not the master after all. If you do this, aren't you just causing trouble?"
Between the bloody Jingnan Palace and the beheaded Qing Ting, the people of Fuzhou could only choose the lesser of the two, which in Lin Zhennan's view was completely unworthy of Jiang Wen's trust.
But regarding Lin Zhennan's question, Jiang Wen just said lightly.
"Geng Jingzhong has promised to fund the establishment of a charity home and a nursing home in the city, so as to alleviate the suffering of the elderly and children in the world."
The confusion between Lin Zhennan's brows disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of awe.
Jiang Wen quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just saw that their family had too much ill-gotten wealth, and I wanted to find an idea to help them spend money to eliminate disasters, increase happiness and solve problems."
Lin Zhennan pointed at himself with a smile: "Then according to what you say, my Fuwei Escort Agency is also a business that makes a lot of money every day. Isn't it a serious act of being rich and unkind? Well, then I will also do my part to check the manpower. It’s a righteous act.”
Lin Zhennan was a well-rounded person who always saw things through but never told them. Knowing that although Jiang Wen was a wild and uninhibited person, he could never lose face and speak in front of his friends, so he followed his words and took over the matter.
Jiang Wen laughed loudly. With the participation of Fuwei Escort Agency, there is hope that this charity will be transformed into work-for-relief.
There are too many miserable people in the world, and even if I have thousands of hands and eyes and thousands of incarnations, I can’t help them. The conclusion I come to when I am waiting for my enlightenment is just four words: "act within your ability" - of course it is undeniable What's more, the "power" that Jiang Wen measured was always a little greater than that of ordinary people.
After the matter came to an end, Jiang Wen felt relieved, packed up his luggage and was about to go out.
"Old Lin, while you are recuperating, your diet should be light and not heavy on fish or meat. I will take some food from the kitchen later to help lighten your burden."
Lin Zhennan nodded slightly, watched Jiang Wen walk out on a bare pole, and casually revealed his destination.
"I have asked someone to destroy the Fuzhou government cases, so don't worry."
Lin Zhennan said it calmly, but behind the scenes, he didn't know the result of many favors.
"that's great."
Jiang Wen stopped and said without looking back.
"Don't worry, I'm just going to see my friends in prison, I won't cause any trouble."
After walking out of the Fuwei Escort Agency on Ximen Street in Fuzhou, Jiang Wen walked along the central axis and soon found the Fuzhou government office deep in the three mountain basins.
Under the bright sun, the door of the Fuzhou government office is open. The disappearance of the imperial envoy Yankong has not yet been determined, so that the current Fuzhou prefect can only send people to seal off the investigation in panic. He claims to be ill at home and dare not step in even half a step. in.
But the current prefect knows very well that the so-called arrest of suspects will not lead to results. Now not only does Fuzhou City from top to bottom do not want the imperial envoy to appear, but it is also impossible for the police to search the palace of Prince Geng who really benefited from it. The final result can only be vague and nothing.
While this group of dragons were leaderless and in chaos, the Jingnan Palace, which was recognized as having "deep merit" and "excellent prestige", sent people to take over the Fuzhou government office with "unshirkable responsibility" and "reluctantly", vowing to A letter to the court will surely make the truth "come to light."
"Taoist Master Jun'an!"
"Taoist Master Jun'an!"
As soon as the guards of Prince Jingnan's palace outside the government office saw Jiang Wen's appearance, they immediately greeted him respectfully and opened the heavily guarded door, indicating that Jiang Wen could come in and out at will.
Nowadays, everyone knows that this Taoist of unknown origin is the prince's confidant and cannot afford to offend him. However, the etiquette of this status is different from the world, so he simply spreads the honorific to his elders in a false way.
Jiang Wen nodded slightly and stepped into the government office, which was full of buildings and pavilions.
The soldiers of the Geng family saw him lingering for a while in the treasury where the documents and files were stored, and then they turned into the path leading to the hostage center and disappeared deep into the woods.
Among the many ferocious and filthy prisoners with serious sentences, Jiang Wen quickly found the friend he wanted to see on this trip.
In front of the vacated cell, Jiang Wen separated the heavy food box into one layer, pushed it into the gap between the iron bars and wooden sills of the cell, and delivered it to the two people.
Hearing the sound, two eyes were instantly cast in the narrow cell. The raised face was thin and strange, with an indescribable ugliness and ferocity.
Perhaps due to sudden awakening after a long period of not sleeping, the two of them had extremely thick dark circles and bloodshot eyes. The black ink and white paint on their faces had not been wiped clean. Under the murderous gaze, they looked alike. An evil ghost Shura who was killed from the underworld of the underworld.
Their hands and feet were tightly bound by thick iron chains, and their whole bodies were hung in the air with no support. They were wrapped in tattered coats, leaving only their grimaces exposed.
"Taoist Priest! Why do you do this to us!"
The two said in unison, even their hoarse and gruff voices were exactly the same.
Jiang Wen crossed his arms and made a surprised expression.
"Why do you two say this? I just came here to visit you in prison. I hope you will reform yourself and reflect on yourself, so that you can be a useful person to society after you are released."
"Nonsense! What are we guilty of!"
Deafening roars echoed in the narrow cell. Unfortunately, the prisoners nearby were stunned and had long been immune to such words. A few even showed disdainful expressions - a joke, who would be locked up here without any injustice? A ghost place? You are wronged, are others relying on their own efforts?
Jiang Wen lightly knocked on the wall and said calmly despite the deafening roar.
"The two assassinated the imperial envoys, attacked the imperial officers and soldiers, committed murders outside the city gates, robbed in the streets, and set fire to a total of 21 houses in Netherworld Lane, so they were arrested..."
Jiang Wen counted with his fingers, and every sentence made the prisoners in the prison even more furious, "Fortunately, Prince Jingnan was kind-hearted and ordered that the case should be kept secret until the truth was revealed. That's why he was imprisoned here and no one was killed." .”
The two people in the narrow cell struggled even more fiercely, tugging at the chains with clanging noises. The room shook faintly under the huge force, and dust kept falling on the walls.
"Save your strength, you can't run away if the house collapses."
Jiang Wen lowered his voice and approached, "Since I can knock you out and send you in, I can capture you seven times. You must have seen Master Chang Qingzi last night, why are you still secretly trying to take the Mani Orb?"
As soon as these words came out, the cell instantly became quite quiet.
When Jiang Wen entered the ancient tomb of the Southern Song Dynasty and met Huang Ji, the Chang brothers had been outside the tomb and could hear the sounds in the tomb. After all, they also knew the authentic location of the Manichaean nunnery.
After teaming up with Jiang Wen to deal with the Qing soldiers, when Jiang Wen went to Yankong and Ling Prefecture for a series of fierce battles, the Chang brothers volunteered to guard outside the Huangji courtyard to prevent outsiders from approaching the Mani Orb.
But Huang Ji secretly told Jiang Wen that the two brothers had secretly entered after Jiang Wen left the tomb and rummaged through the corpse as if they were looking for something. All of this was clearly seen by Huang Ji's hidden shadow.
"You two are within the range of the Mani Orb, and Huang Ji's appearance represents the birth of the Netherworld. Your master, Chang Qingzi, must have told you something that led you to act without authorization, right?"
After Chang Qingzi's death, Jiang Wen still vividly remembered how the two of them were lost and without a master. They didn't seem to be the kind of treacherous people with deep intentions and extreme forbearance, so the problem must lie with Chang Qingzi, who had been dead for a long time.
The leader of the Qingcheng Sect has disappeared mysteriously and died mysteriously, so he must be hiding a huge secret. However, the two Qingcheng Sect disciples have always remained tight-lipped and refused to reveal the clues.
Sometimes not saying a word can help people confirm their intentions better than speaking out half-truths and half-falsehoods.
Seeing that the two of them were still struggling in silence, Jiang Wen sighed.
I originally thought that the Chang brothers were potential talents, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to join the Wuyi sect as a pair of doorkeepers. But now it seems that blindly increasing the number of members is not a good thing. It is better to have friends and disciples who can be trusted. .
What the Chang brothers didn't know was that Geng Jingzhong, the prince of Jingnan, had told Jiang Wen all about the agreement between Qingcheng Dayin and the Skull Prefect.
When Huang Shang, the governor of the Skull, returned from the netherworld, he went on a killing spree with strange martial arts and sought revenge on his sect. He caused huge waves in the world, and finally attracted an expert who lived in seclusion in Qingcheng to come to mediate.
The two competed in the Jade Emperor Pavilion on the top of the Nine Immortals Mountain with no outcome, and finally made a three-part agreement. The purpose was also to prevent Fuzhou City from being contaminated by the Haoli Ghost Kingdom.
The leader of Qingcheng Sect, Chang Qingzi, no longer knew the details of the charter because the classics were stolen by Hongyang Holy Boy. This time he came in a hurry but was assassinated and died. It was God's will.
Jiang Wen sighed, regretting that the Chang brothers did not believe him in telling the truth and failed to pass this test.
"Forget it if you don't say it. I hope that when I ask you to kill me in three days, you can bring the words back to your master intact."
After Jiang Wen said this half-truthfully, he left without looking back.
The truth is that Jiang Wen did not lie to them. He will naturally be questioned and beheaded in three days. And he must be there before the urgent report from the Qing Court arrives in the capital. Geng Jingzhong will behead the captured suspect first and show this to the public. The case became a fatal case.
The fake part is that it will not be the Chang brothers who will be beheaded three days later, but Monk Yankong's men will be killed as substitutes. Anyway, their faces are painted in black and white all day long, and no one can tell the authenticity.
This was a trick Jiang Wen taught Geng Jingzhong, asking Geng Jingzhong to secretly let the two of them go in exchange for a favor, and then took the opportunity to recruit these two masters of the world into his ranks.
It was impossible for Geng Jingzhong to completely trust Lin Zhennan, and now that he had set up two honest and lonely opponents for Lin Zhennan, he would always be better than a poisonous snake like Tian Guinong.
All forces need factions, and Geng Jingzhong's men are no exception. Only by keeping each other in check can they make a fortune silently. Jiang Wen has great confidence in Lin Zhennan.
As for whether Geng Jingzhong sees himself as a threat?
Jiang Wen knew that this was not important, because he did everything casually and would immediately flee the world. He forced his father to usurp power on behalf of Geng Jingzhong, and Geng Jingzhong exonerated him. This was a fair deal.
Jiang Wen seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and could only lament that this world is unpredictable. If you want to be a saint, you have to plot against each other and deceive each other. Why can't you live a more open and honest life?
As Jiang Wen walked away, the narrow cell gradually became quiet, leaving only the sound of Jiang Wen's footsteps one after another, and finally arrived at a cell in the deepest part of the hostage.
The cell door was now open, and the iron lock was cut off by Jiang Wen's sword last night and fell to the ground. However, the two prisoners with disheveled beards and hair who were treated inhumanely were still locked inside, as if they had never stepped out of the prison.
The prisoner with the iron hook pierced his body was leaning against the wall, huddled in a ball as if sleeping.
Hong Wending was sitting cross-legged on the ground with the chained prisoner, breathing in and out in a solemn posture with his five hearts raised to the sky. Wisps of light smoke dispersed into white air, floating from the top of his head and curling up.
The shape of the twining and floating white air in the air changes erratically, and it will vaguely turn into some weird and winding shapes, and it will wriggle endlessly until it dissipates.
Xiao Shitou and Fu Ningdie were already inside at this time. Ningdie drew a chessboard on the ground and seemed to want to teach Xiao Shitou how to play chess. However, it didn't look like it was going well. At this time, he was almost smoking.
Of course Tian Qingwen was also on the side, which could have prevented the tragedy of Xiao Ningdie's cerebral hemorrhage, but she was so distracted that she ignored anyone and just stared at Hong Wending who was practicing breathing exercises, as if the end of the world had nothing to do with her.
"Miss Tian, I heard that your father left overnight, what are your plans?"
"Wherever my benefactor is, I will be there..."
Tian Qingwen murmured in his sleep, holding his face in his hands and refusing to move.
Jiang Wen took a breath of air and said without any hesitation: "Young lady, you are joking. The chief escort of the Pegasus Escort Agency, Ma Xingkong, is still lingering in the city. I will get rid of him and escort the girl home. I will definitely reunite your father and daughter!" "
"Qingwen knows..."
Tian Qingwen's expression changed instantly when he heard this, he lowered his head in tears, and said in a soft and weak voice.
"Qing Wen is just a wandering family, so naturally he is not worthy of a hero... My father will definitely find me a good home and a good husband..."
After saying this, Jiang Wen's face turned green. Did this good guy blackmail him into joining the Wuyi sect?
Now is not the time to do good things. Although Tian Guinong is a cunning man who sells his daughter for glory, it is not a problem for him to take a little girl around. It is best to leave it to Tian Guinong, who is already at odds with him. The head escort will escort him. If Tian Qingwen wants to run or escape, Ma Xingkong will never stop him.
But when Gu Yan heard what she said, Jiang Wen rolled his eyes.
"I blame my negligence. It's a long way to go outside the customs. Miss Tian is naturally ill and cannot travel. I heard that Master Tian left in a hurry because of important matters and intended to entrust the daughter to the Fuwei Escort Bureau. Then I will agree to it on behalf of Chief Escort Lin Zhennan. Down."
Lao Linzi, I believe you will help me, right? !
After the plan was introduced this time, Tian Qingwen no longer acted as fiercely as before. He silently wiped away the non-existent tears and nodded lightly.
The conversation between the two people may have alarmed the practitioners. The chained prisoner gently opened his eyes. Hong Wending also slowly walked out of his trance, and saw Jiang Wen with particularly clear eyes.
"Master, I have left you to worry."
Hong Wending's voice was very soft, but he could hear that his breath was long and distant, and the sea of Qi was like a deep pool. It was obvious that his internal energy had improved a lot overnight, and he had already made up for the troubles caused by the rotten bone poison.
Jiang Wen sat down with a smile on his face, packed all the food he had prepared in advance, including smoked chicken and liquor, and then sat down as usual.
"I went to Zhuzifang for my master, and took some time to get some things from the Sixth Cao Division of Guanxian Realm. It seems that this expert has cured your chronic illness and hidden dangers. Thank you, senior."
The chained prisoner's expression was calm and gentle. He gently tilted his head and looked at Hong Wending, showing an expression of no concern.
"Master Taoist, you are so polite. Your noble disciple has extraordinary understanding and talent. He can learn this magical skill in just one night. I really envy others. Now I have solved a problem that I have been worried about, but I have got it." The light of the Taoist."
Then he changed the topic and suddenly brought up the news about Jiang Wen's difficulties just now.
"Taoist Priest has been to Liucaosi? It was the place where Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty established all the Cao posts. It has been abandoned for a long time. Why do you want to stay there?"
Jiang Wen was silent for a while, then took out two old handwritten scriptures from his bag and placed them in front of the chained prisoner.
"The events of the previous dynasty have long since passed. The place is now dedicated to the Oni Cao Priest of the Sixth Cao Division of the Underworld. I only went there for these two books."
The chained prisoner's eyes fell on the covers of two ancient books, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and deep. Shaking the iron chains and shackles all over his body, he solemnly begged: "Taoist Priest, can you borrow these two books for a look?"
Jiang Wen nodded immediately, and then keenly discovered that the bone-piercing death row prisoner sleeping next to the wall had also opened his eyes, and was listening to something hesitantly.
These two books are the key to resolving the rift between the Holy Mother of Red Lotus and Young Master Ding. Jiang Wen also took the opportunity to test each other out this time. If Young Master Ding can show the slightest concern, there is always the possibility of resolving the cause and effect between the two. His hard work was not in vain.
Jiang Wen originally thought that the chained prisoners would put down the ancient books after reading them twice to determine the authenticity. After all, the contents of these two books, "Liangyi Ancient Sutra" and "Baosheng Sutra", were too obscure. After that, he even used the titles of Heavenly King, Prince, Buddha and Bodhisattva. There is no explicit record in the Sutra and Dao Zang, which is no different from a fake book.
However, the man opposite him was flipping through the pages of the book in a ecstasy. His reading speed was so fast that his eyes kept flashing with light, as if he could penetrate the meaning of the scriptures with just one glance, and derive insights from them. There is endless truth.
There was still a breeze blowing and the warm sun shining in the narrow cell, but Fu Ningdie and Tian Qingwen who were inside shivered involuntarily. Their whole bodies felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Hong Wending also wrinkled slightly in confusion. He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at his master.
In the end, even the ignorant little stone blinked as if waking up from a dream, and pulled Ningdie to take a step back, silently trying to disguise itself as a stone on the roadside.
"Taoist Master, thank you very much this time."
The chained prisoner suddenly closed his book and raised his disheveled head. He was talking and laughing like an old scholar who had read poetry and books, fully satisfied with what he had learned and died in the evening.
Then he took out a brocade box trimmed with rosewood from his arms and placed it flatly and calmly in front of Jiang Wen.
"As a thank you, I have held this Mani Orb for many years. I think it is most appropriate to leave it to you for safekeeping."
Jiang Wen opened the box and saw a dull gray round stone lying in the middle, containing colorful threads, exactly the same as what he had seen last night!
"The Mani Orb...there is more than one in the world!"
The chained prisoner smiled slightly, apparently unexpectedly reacting to Jiang Wen.
"The Taoist priest seems to be unaware of something. The Commentary on the Theory of Rebirth says, 'When all Buddhas enter Nirvana, they use expedient power to leave broken body relics to bless all sentient beings. When the blessings of all sentient beings are exhausted, these relics become Mani jewels. This pearl is mostly found among the dragon kings of the four seas. 'There are many broken body relics in the world, so naturally there are also many Mani pearls."
Jiang Wen's thoughts were like lightning, and he suddenly discovered some clues that he had missed. Originally, he thought that the Mani Orb in the body of the Flying Divine Weapon was the one in the hand of Xiao Ming Wang Han Lin'er, but now that he thinks about it, in fact, the time does not match up at all.
The mausoleum protector Luo Xian had been keeping it from the end of the Song Dynasty to the present, and fell into the hands of Huang Ji; and the Mani orb in the hands of Han Lin'er, the king of Xiaoming, was a gift from the eminent monk of the Shaolin Temple in the late Yuan Dynasty. At least a hundred of them appeared in the two periods. Years of conflict, that is to say, between the Song and Yuan Dynasties, there were at least two Mani Orbs in the world.
"Still not right."
After thinking about it, Jiang Wen slowly said, "When Sakyamuni entered Nirvana, there were as many as 84,000 relics of his true body. Even if not even one out of ten remains, there will still be countless Mani orbs scattered outside. Why does the Qing court have to search so hard?"
The chained prisoner looked faint and sighed.
"It's true. The Buddhist scriptures say that the Mani Pearl comes from the dragon's brain. I have been puzzled about this for many years. It wasn't until I read the two ancient scriptures in your hand that I knew the mystery. It turns out that everyone was wrong..."
He gently placed his palm on the scripture.
"The so-called dragon is formless and elusive. According to the Kanyu family, it is the meridians and acupoints shaped like mountains and rivers, just like the blood vessels of a human body. Therefore, the disasters in Fuzhou City can be resolved with the Mani Pearl."
"The dragon in Mani's mouth refers to the five poisons with great power and invincibility. The so-called Mani Pearl is a treasure that was conceived from the five poisons when Mani died. It naturally reveals pure light and shines solemnly in all directions. …”
The man in front of him kept talking about his findings, and Jiang Wen also changed from being confused at first to thoughtful.
The Mani mentioned by the other party should undoubtedly be the founder of Mingjiao. However, due to the disconnection of Chinese and Turkish literature and classics, no one understood this endangered religion that was born in Persia, so they all regarded Buddha, relics and Sakyamuni. reduced to a mere conversation.
Jiang Wen, who came from later generations, knew clearly that as a promoter of Gnosticism, the third-century prophet and self-conscious Mani was the founder of Manicheism. He was born in 216 AD and died in Babylon in 242 AD. He preached and was crucified in 277 AD.
In 276, Mani was about to be crucified for deliberately promoting dissent. It is said that before the trial, the Persian Zoroastrian high priest who was friends with him deliberately asked him, hoping that he would defend himself:
"Is the court claiming that you are advocating for a ban on marriage to promote the destruction of the world? Is this your intention?"
Mani, who claimed to have awakened to the truth of the universe, faced the high priest of Persian Zoroastrianism in prison and explained his final spiritual understanding of the world.
"Yes, darkness has poisoned the entire world. People in the world regard monsters as treasures and light as disaster. We should cut off our descendants so that the world can see the light again."
Then he opened his abdomen and took out a brilliant gemstone, which was still on the ground along with the bloody intestines.
"Human beings are the bodies used by demons to imprison light elements. Take them and continue to enshrine the flesh and blood contaminated by evil and greed as treasures."
In the "Two Sects and Three Worlds Sutra" later published by China, Mani's last speech before his death was also recorded.
Search for treasures in the deep sea of suffering, and worship the pure King of Nirvana. Pull out the evil and carve out sores, wash away the pearls and drown them in the mud. All the wonderful offerings Dharmakīrti received were solemn and pure and returned to the Lord. This is the flesh and blood of barbarians, and those who are worthy of receiving it can take it at will.
What's even more interesting is that when Jin Yong wrote "The Legend of Heaven and Sword of the Dragon", he mistakenly confused the Persian religion, the Assassin sect of Islam, and Manichaeism, and merged them into a book that shouted "The blazing holy fire will burn my broken body." Mingjiao.
I don’t know if it was Zen Master Hulu’s intention to destroy Buddhism due to Emperor Wuzong. The chained prisoner claimed that he discovered from two scriptures that the current Mingzun Sect is actually mixed with the scenes of those who were also preaching in Chang’an of the Tang Dynasty at that time. The content of religion, religion, and Islam has become the Mingzun religion that is scattered in the south of the Yangtze River today.
"So it turns out that only Mani's orbs that are taken out from his belly are pure and free from dirt..."
Jiang Wen suddenly realized, "But this treasure is too valuable, how can I get it?"
The person opposite knew too much, much more than an ordinary person should know. In addition, he had been hiding in the most inconspicuous corner of Fuzhou City for many years, which made Jiang Wen suspicious.
"One code equals one code, and the Taoist priest does not need to refuse."
He looked at Hong Wending with an expression of admiration and regret, "As for teaching martial arts to noble disciples, it is just a matter of cherishing talents. Taoist priests don't have to worry about it. Even if I didn't take action last night, that old man will definitely not die. Those who cannot be saved..."
His eyes naturally fell on the bone-piercing death row prisoner, but the other party did not react at all, just like a lost living dead.
Now Jiang Wen was even more confused. The person in front of him didn't seem to be a bad person, at least he didn't show any malicious intentions, but he was definitely not as simple as Ding Dian and Di Yun as he had initially expected. It seemed that some methods were needed to confirm the identity of the other party.
Fortunately for Jiang Wen, there are many ways to obtain information, and they are not limited to asking the person involved...
He turned around and grabbed Hong Wending's wrist, and familiar information streamed down and appeared clearly before his eyes.
[Name: Hong Wending]
[Age: 8 years old]
[Appraisal of Comprehension: Extraordinary Talent]
[Evaluation of Root Bone: Uncut Jade in Stone]
[Martial arts evaluation: a first glimpse into the door]
[Practical evaluation: Handy]
[Comprehensive knight level: slightly proficient in fists and kicks]
[Mastering martial arts: Shaolin Internal Kung Fu (introductory), Hongjia Quan (advanced), Deadly Throat Lock Gun (advanced), Chaishan Eighteen Roads (advanced), Tiancan Magic Kung Fu (introductory)]
[Character description: Practicing martial arts since childhood gave him the ability to fight early. His calm mentality and extraordinary understanding are his most deadly weapons. 】
The magical power of the silkworm? !
Jiang Wen looked at the chained man in front of him who was still smiling and silent. He instantly found some familiar facial features in the disheveled face and blurted out a name.
"Are you Yun Feiyang from the Wudang Clan?!"
This time, for the first time, the prisoner, who had been so smart in the audience, showed a look of surprise.
He said slowly: "I didn't expect that after so many years of retreat, there are still people who remember me, and there are still people who remember this name..."
Jiang Wen didn't wait for him to finish, he already clapped his hands and said, "No wonder! No wonder Feng Daode of the Wudang Sect would appear here. Now I know it! It's because of you!"
Yun Feiyang was silent for a long time and said with a stiff smile: "My father, Taoist Master Qingsong, was the last leader of the Wudang Sect. It was he who defied all opinions and passed the position of leader to Feng Daode, a former Shaolin disciple. Therefore, Feng Daode still sells me some thin noodles."
Jiang Wen also knew what was inside. The Yun Feiyang in front of him was the illegitimate son of Taoist Priest Qingsong. It was a scandal for a Taoist monk to have an heir, so he was raised as a handyman in the mountains and could only secretly teach martial arts.
In this way, because the former leader's bad moral character simply attracted a Shaolin traitor to join Wudang to take charge of the sect for him, it makes sense for Feng Daode to become the leader of Wudang with a sensitive identity.
In order to repay the kindness of Taoist Qingsong, Feng Daode naturally protected the face of the Wudang sect in every possible way and tried to convince everyone in the sect. At the same time, he naturally agreed to all the requests of Taoist Qingsong's only son Yun Feiyang.
Yun Feiyang looked at Jiang Wen with a smile, and seemed to understand the countless thoughts that flashed through Jiang Wen's heart. Or maybe he didn't care at all, and was just looking at an unrelated matter with a detached attitude.
"The Taoist Master is indeed very knowledgeable."
Yun Feiyang smiled and praised.
But Jiang Wen frowned, and some more bizarre associations followed, and he said them without hesitation.
"No, you are not just an abandoned disciple of the Wudang Sect, Yun Feiyang. Just now you easily read the two scriptures and casually named chapters from the Pure Land Sect's "Commentary on Rebirth". The Pure Land Sect is the predecessor of the White Lotus Sect. You must be related to the White Lotus Sect. The Qingyang lineage of the White Lotus Sect is inseparable!"
"Wonderful! The Taoist priest's reasoning is extremely wonderful!"
As soon as these words came out, Yun Feiyang immediately clapped his hands, his eyes filled with a strange look of joy.
"To be honest, my father, Taoist Master Qingsong, is not only the former head of the Wudang Sect, but also the current successor of the Qingyang lineage. The Taoist sect's talents are now withering, and Feng Daode is deeply involved with the Baiyang lineage, so I can only let me Reluctantly taking over as the Qingyang leader of this generation..."
Jiang Wen looked at the person in front of him. Although he was still smiling, there was always a strange aura circulating, as if the person in front of him was like a silkworm spinning silk, metamorphosing, with internal energy that was sometimes clear and sometimes turbid, sometimes stable and sometimes dry, sometimes dry. Sometimes hard, sometimes soft, sometimes pure, sometimes refuting, it is changing all the time. I don't know if it is the miraculous effect of practicing the Tiancan Magic Art to a high level.
He picked up the flask with great interest and drank it down in one gulp. His eyes fell on the grid left by Ningdie and Xiao Shitou just now. He stretched out his finger and touched the ground lightly to remove the stinky chess piece that Xiao Shitou had not finished. It turned into a decisive move to kill the whole situation.
"I have lived in seclusion for many years. During the Jin Dynasty, there was a king who watched chess and failed. Today, I suddenly realized that I knew it was not false. Although the Taoist priest is not outside the chess game, he can still play chess well..."
For a moment, Hong Wending felt the sword on Master's body, and he had shrouded this narrow but clean prisoner.
Hong Wending was able to guess that it was a pure sword -like sword. No matter how dodging, resisting, recruiting, and resolving within ten steps, he could not escape the sword that Master was deduced to the extreme.
However, in this narrow prisoner, a gas machine that could not be directly seen -Yun Feiyang, who couldn't look directly at -the chain, sat opposite to the river and heard it. The clouds and cranes and green pines, although they are just in the clouds and fog, they can't glimpse the whole picture, and it is even more difficult to catch a trace of gas.
But the next moment, the death prisoner of the pipa bone by the iron hook sat up, and his face was always lifted, revealing a young face, a momentum that was equally not inferior to the two. Tiger struggle, swords and guns.
Hong Wending only felt that the jack was heavy on his body, and found that the eyes of the eyes of bone death prisoners were difficult to hide. Unfathomable!
He said slowly with a hoarse voice like a charcoal.
"Ghemo's calendar is weird. I have been to have been in this place for ten years, and I should have lost my ears. But in the past ten years, every time you disappear from here, there will be waves in the world, and it is repeatedly targeted at Hongyang. How can this make me suspicious? "
Seeing the vision in the pupils of the other party, Jiang Wen has been able to determine that this talent is the son of Ding family who is in love with Miss Ling.
Jiang Wen thought about it again, did the Ding family have been inseparable from the quality of the office for thirteen years, and deliberately disappointed with the Red Lotus Virgin, in order to secretly protect Miss Ling, and firmly look at the extremely dangerous character in the cell?
Similarly, the 13 -year behavior of Hongyang Saint Children in Fuzhou City suddenly had a deep meaning.
"Sorry, it seems that I really recognize the wrong person."
Jiang Wen looked at the other person with a dignified look, and naturally he was about to get up, but his fingers showed lightly and his arms were slightly drooping.
Ke Yunfeng's expression was still smiling. Now it seems to be just a rigid mask after the world is doing everything, just to hide the real emotions behind it.
There are many people who love chess, but Jiang Wen only thought of one person at this time.
This is a terrible answer.
The real ambassador behind Ling Zhifu, the beginning of the catastrophe of Fuzhou City, and behind the scenes behind the scenes with Jiang Wen, at this time nearly.
But Jiang heard laughter.
It is a kind of kung fu and a rare ability to keep your smile at any time.
"You are too humble. You draw Fuzhou Mansion as a chessboard, a masterpiece of the Quartet forces, and the handwriting between the Sanshan Mountains.
Feng morality said, "Fujian Xinjiang is the emperor, and the Sanshan is a battlefield." Obviously, it was because of his identity that he euphemistically reminded Jiang that this was a bright fight between the emperor of the court.
Jiang Wen sat down again and said slowly, "In Huang Yan's house, I have seen a footprint left on the rice paper, and Ling Zhifu shaped like a ghost and no trace. He. The head of the Qingcheng faction, Chang Qingzi, was deeply shocked to break his heart pulse, maybe you also investigated it on you? "
Regarding Jiang Wen's guess, Yun Feiyang didn't mean to refute, but just said lightly.
"Ling Zhifu's suffocation is too heavy, and he only wants to lead the whole process into the muna. Although the means of high eyes are too narrow, I naturally know that he can't do anything. This time, it is just a hand."
"Why should Dao Tao test it everywhere. Since I have joined the chess game of the man in the Forbidden City, you won the game, and you will naturally give it to you as a bet on Manica."
He stood up and abandoned the precious Manican orb. The roots of the heavy rusty iron chain rusty on his body broke the roots of the roots of the rusty chain, and the ground fell on the ground. Although his body was still dirty, his breath was changed. With a cold attitude of "too forgetfulness", the last trace of emotions belonging to mortals also faded down.
Jingjiao has the doctrine of the teachings that Jiang is unclear, but Russia, which is popular in Orthodox Church, has a kind of "holy fool" culture. These people who want to approach God are usually dirt, half crazy, **. Torture yourself and suffering in various ways, until he heard God's teachings and heard the voice from heaven.
This behavior seems to be quite similar to Yun Feiyang in front of him.
"This world is so surprising. I thought Prince Zirui Doro chess died under my men, and no one could have a higher and low in the sky. But the orphans and widows in the Forbidden City Today, the momentum is like a rainbow, and there is a talented wizard like you ... "
Yun Feiyang's tone was still light and light, but he said the appalling things. The attitude of his life in his mouth is enough to make people shudder, as if all good and evil, virtuous, loyalty, loyalty, and good and bad are just superficial things. Only by playing with others can he give him a little interest.
"Ten years of withered to Manini, I have penetrated my mystery, and I should go out and walk around."
Yun Feiyang fluttered, and Jiang Wen only felt that the breath on his body was enhanced with each step, and it was transformed. Unless he was at the peak of the internal force, he could barely defeat.
However, it is easier to get away from the master. Even if he and Ding's son are joined forces, they may not be able to leave each other. Therefore, both of them are watching and not acting.
"Yun Feiyang, what did you realize from the Mani Baozhu? At that time, Xiao Ming Wang Hanlin'er, but it was crazy, can you be crazy?"
"Dao Dao doesn't have to worry. Although there are more than one Mani orb in the world, now you are the unique things in the world. As long as you keep it properly, you will not have any mess."
Yun Feiyang turned to Jiang Wen with a persistent smile.
"And I just rely on Mani orb bodies to ritual Buddhas in the world. You know the Mingzun of Lingyuan Mani and King Xiaoming, the blood of the emperor in the ancient temple of the Huxin, and the blood worshiped by Hongyang The Buddha is actually the same? "
In Yun Feiyang's eyes, with the hysteria and extreme calm of the madman's talent, as if facing all the darkness and light, he had already reborn and was no longer fragile.
"The cells are cells, the blood of the crickets, the five aggregates of the dragon, the ghost country of artemisia, and the five emperors and the three emperors, in fact, all have His figure ..."
His figure gradually drifted away, and the years had left a strand of light in the corner, but his face still kept youthful posture, and the last sentence came from the vastness.
"Mingzun has presented the three lives for me. After all, the world of thousands of worlds is not Jiguang film. In the future, there will be no martial arts in the world.
"Zhao Wuji."
(Xiaocheng Yonghe volume, end.)
