Canye Pavilion, the inner room of the mission hall.
Wei Lin, Wen Ming, and Yue Yi sat at the table in the center of the mission hall. No one spoke, and the room was eerily quiet.
In the end, Yue Yi couldn't hold his breath anymore. He looked at the two of them and broke the silence: "What is the mission this time? Three of us are required to execute it at the same time."
"I don't know." Wen Ming crossed his hands, thought for a while, and said, "It may be something about the Eastern Continent. I heard that only two of the disciples sent by the pavilion successfully infiltrated into the four major sects. Many people are asking about this matter." The link was discovered.”
Wei Lin tapped his fingertips on the table. Who else besides Ah Li? Are you also in Taiyi Sect?
Seeing that he remained silent, Yue Yi suddenly asked: "What does Senior Brother Qianjiu think?"
Wei Lin glanced at him, perhaps because of the successful foundation building this year, Yue Yi felt confident to speak again.
"You'll find out soon, won't you?"
Yue Yi choked. This was indeed the truth. He already knew it when the mission was released. There was no use in guessing now.
Can't we just talk properly? He was angry for a while and couldn't bear the silence in the room. He once again ran out of words and asked, "I haven't seen that little maid of yours for more than a year. Where has she gone?"
Wei Lin said calmly: "I don't know."
Yue Yi is angry, he doesn't know! It was obvious that he didn't want to pay attention to him.
The corners of Wen Ming's mouth couldn't help but turn up, which made Yue Yi even more angry. Just when he was about to explode, Lan Shu came in with Shen Yi and said with a smile: "Long wait."
Seeing her, Yue Yi was surprised: "Senior sister, are you going too?"
Is it really a Donglu thing?
Lan Shu shook his head, raised his upper jaw slightly, and smiled gently: "I'll give you a mission."
Yue Yi shut up. At this moment, he could clearly feel the identity difference between Lan Shu and them. Although the pavilion master's disciples and the killer's disciples were treated the same, and they were both the pride of heaven, but in the These small details would always tell him that Blue Book was above them.
"Your mission this time is," she paused, glanced at several people one by one, and said with a smile, "Buddha relics."
Wen Ming: "Buddha relic? Is it the Buddha relic from Master Huijue of Yuan'an Temple in Jiangguo?"
Lan Shu nodded, "That's right."
Wen Ming stood up abruptly, with an ugly expression on his face, "This is a matter of public outrage!"
Lan Shu asked calmly: "What can we do in Canye Pavilion that will not cause public outrage?"
Wen Ming closed his eyes and suppressed the anger boiling in his chest: "But this matter is different!"
The smile disappeared from Lan Shu's face and he said calmly: "So, you won't accept this mission? Are you going to betray Can Ye Pavilion?"
Wen Ming sneered: "This hat is too heavy, I can't bear it."
Wei Lin suddenly spoke, interrupting the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two: "Senior Sister Lan Shu, can you explain this Buddha relic to us?"
She turned to look at Wei Lin, who looked indifferent, and finally walked down the steps: "I forgot that the two junior brothers are from the ordinary world and don't know much about the Buddha's relics."
"About 100,000 years ago, a monk in Canglan Continent who had reached the realm of cultivation and was about to ascend was possessed by a demon. He set out from a mortal world in the southwest of the continent and killed people all the way. Wherever he passed, rivers of blood flowed, bustling towns, The quiet villages, green forests, and blue seas have all been reduced to death zones, and no one, no matter the monks, mortals, or birds and beasts, will be spared."
Wen Ming looked solemn and accepted her words: "Seeing that half of the continent's creatures died in his hands, all the great masters retreated one after another, and more low-level monks and mortals died in his hands. Just when everyone was in despair, Master Huijue, a Buddhist cultivator of Fenyin Temple, used his body to overcome demons when the setting sun stopped him, and saved hundreds of millions of living beings from water and fire. Such a sage who was kind to the entire continent, the Buddha relics transformed from his remains, How can we take it!"
Lan Shu reminded: "Master Uncle Mang Zhong also agrees to this task."
Wen Ming was stunned and his face turned red. His great-grandfather, whom he was so proud of, behaved like this, and he would eventually become an ungrateful and white-eyed wolf.
Wei Lin frowned. Such a task must not be ordered by outsiders and hired to pick it up. Judging from the story just now, Can Ye Pavilion also knew the location of this Buddha relic before, but never thought of taking it away. , why take the risk now?
He thought about it carefully, and did not recall anything special happening in the past year or so. It could even be said to be peaceful. The incident at Yunshu Immortal Mansion had been in the past for too long, and the young disciples had slowly forgotten about it;
Without Jing Shi's help, he lived a very peaceful life. Apart from basic tasks, he never went out, and he knew everything about the big and small things in the pavilion.
No matter how reluctant they were, they finally accepted the task. People whose lives were in the hands of others had no right to refuse.
Before leaving, Lan Shu called Wei Lin and smiled with unknown meaning: "Junior Brother Qianjiu, take care of yourself."
Wei Lin's heart skipped a beat, what was she going to do?
Could it be that he still wanted to go to Taiyi Sect to trouble Ah Li? He panicked, and then rejected the idea. Now only two disciples had successfully broken into the four major sects. At this time, she had no way to explain herself.
He raised his lips politely at Lan Shu: "Thank you, senior sister, for your concern."
Half a month later, they arrived at a small town in the north of Jiang State with their swords. They pretended to be ordinary teenagers and checked into an inn in the town.
In the private room, looking at the people coming and going under the window, Wen Ming said: "Master Huijue was an orphan. He was raised by monks from Yuan'an Temple since he was a child. Later, Buddhist cultivators from Fenyin Temple in Xishan came here to accept disciples. Master Jue then went to Fenyin Temple. After the master passed away, the monks from Fenyin Temple fulfilled his previous wish and sent his Buddha relics back to Yuan'an Temple, and set up a large formation to guard against villains."
He exhaled, not expecting that he was also one of the villains.
After calming down, he continued: "The Buddha's relics are on the highest floor of Yuan'an Temple's Yanming Pagoda. In order to prevent thieves from disturbing the master's rest, the entire Yuan'an Temple is equipped with a forbidden spirit circle. Anyone who enters Yuan'an Temple cannot use it. Spiritual power, so none of our monks’ spells are useful.”
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows: "Where is the consciousness?"
"The entire Yanming Tower is built of consciousness-devouring ebony. If the consciousness falls on it, it will be swallowed up."
Yue Yi shuddered unconsciously, recalling the horror of Lan Shu's consciousness being swallowed up.
Wen Ming gave him a slightly strange look and continued: "In addition, there are many mechanisms in Yanming Tower, and it is said that they are all done by monks."
Wei Lin clicked on the table. This protection could be said to be airtight. The Forbidden Spirit Formation outside and the Consciousness Devouring Ebony that built the tower were to prevent monks. Inside, monks were used to set up traps to block those mortals with high martial arts skills and those without. A spiritual monk.
No wonder it has not been lost after more than 100,000 years.
The Buddha relic condenses the merits of the eminent monk's life, and the energy is pure and upright. It can be possessed by ordinary warriors and can increase their martial arts. Ordinary people can wear it and extend their life. And for monks, it has many benefits, not to mention other things. By weakening the test of inner demons and increasing the chance of success during the birth of a baby, a group of monks can be attracted to take action.
After thinking about it, he said: "Let's pretend to be an ordinary tourist and go check around the Yanming Tower, and then we will make a plan."
"That's fine." Wen Ming nodded.
The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
In addition to the famous Yanming Pagoda, Yuan'an Temple is also famous for its nearby crimson peach blossoms.
That day, at dusk, it started to rain heavily. The young monk who cleaned the mountain road, Chang Jing, took shelter from the rain at Xiyue Pavilion halfway up the mountain. He was glad that it rained late, and all the pilgrims who were enjoying the flowers and scenery in the temple had already gone down the mountain.
Unexpectedly, three teenage boys with elegant green clothes and handsome faces ran out of the rain. They stepped into Xiyue Pavilion. They didn't care that their clothes were wet, and hurriedly checked the books and ink in the book box.
Chang Jing couldn't help but feel good about the three of them, and felt his gaze. One of them looked over, nodded slightly to him, and said politely: "Young master, we came here because of your reputation. I wonder if your temple has a Zen room. We want to stay here for a while.”
Yuan'an Temple is world-famous, and people come there every day, especially students, who gather in large numbers. The temple has specially set up study halls for students, so that these scholars can recite poems, write poems, study and write essays.
Chang Jing naturally agreed, and when the rain stopped, he took the three of them back to the temple.
All the way to immortality
