Chapter 107 Clouds are moving in all directions

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North Zhili.

The Cihang Hall, which had always been silent, suddenly heard bursts of bells and drums, with Sanskrit sounds mixed in between.

I saw a group of monks in costumes walking out of the temple, some men and women, some holding flowers, some playing music, and some holding umbrellas.

Under the silk umbrella canopy, there is a carriage, or to be more precise, a lotus-shaped altar, carved with patterns and gold, which looks extremely luxurious.

The sound is Huanghuang Zhengyin.

The word is the name of the Buddha.

While he was praying and chanting, evil spirits that could not be concealed overflowed.

If someone who is proficient in Buddhist principles listens carefully, they will even find that there is not a single Buddha name in the Sanskrit sound that is complete.

At this time, a howling wind blew outside the hall, blowing up a corner of the fine gauze and silk covering the lotus platform, and saw a skinny monk sitting in it.

"Life in this world is a catastrophe. People should know that there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and there is only one shore to turn around."

The tone was filled with compassion and compassion.

And this is the abbot who was conferred by the imperial court to protect the country.

He wore a Vairocana crown on his head and a cassock. He looked dignified. He put his hands together and said:

"In recent days, murderous intentions have been rampant in the south, and false gods have come to the world to defraud people of their incense."

"It will damage the peaceful atmosphere that was finally created. The poor monk will go on inspection on behalf of Your Majesty to persuade these people and see if they are willing to change their ways and return to the right path."

"My Buddha is merciful, so good, so good."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the monk. The man was also wearing cassock, but his tone was full of gloom, which destroyed the aloof temperament of the monk.

"Abbott, there is a strange phenomenon in the Yangtze River. It is difficult for boats to cross. Fu Tianchou and his party may not be able to go north."

The cold wind stopped.

The gauze curtain outside the Fajia was closed, and the Protector Abbot was silent. Even though he had just blossomed into a lotus flower, in fact, he really needed to think about it before he set foot in Yingtian Mansion, a place directly under the jurisdiction of King Mingling.

After all, it has not yet fully transformed into a dragon, let alone been invincible. Because of this, in order to prevent the ship from capsizing in the gutter, it is best to avoid going deep into the southern Zhili area and only patrol the periphery.

"Go to Pengcheng first. There are people there who do not know the difference between right and wrong and do not understand the hardships of the court. They are used by people with ulterior motives to resist the government."

"The poor monk will go here to persuade them to put down their butcher's knives and become Buddhas immediately."

After a long time, Pudu Cihang whispered.

This is the place it temporarily selected. It is at the junction of North and South Zhili. The folk customs are fierce, lawless gangsters are everywhere, humanity is on the verge of collapse, and Shinto is completely collapsed.

Therefore, it would be difficult for the Capital God sitting in Jinling to notice this place. Pudu Cihang wanted to watch the changes there.

Eight hundred miles away.

It is about four or five miles away from the riverside ferry.

Zuo Qianhu was washing his face by a stream, while some of the guards responsible for transporting the prisoners were filling water bags and some were lighting fires.

"Master Fu, please have something to eat."

“Homemade jerky.”

"Just warm tea."

Two soldiers gathered around the prison car.

One handed out refined meat jerky poured with honey, and the other handed over a water bag filled with crushed tea powder. They looked particularly attentive.

Fu Tianchou didn't hesitate, nodded and took the thing, drank two mouthfuls of water, and then slowly ate the moderately soft meat.

In fact, he did not expect that he would be escorted to the capital in such a comfortable way.

"Master Fu, if you need anything, please feel free to ask and I will try my best to satisfy you."

Zuo Qianhu, who quickly finished washing up, came over with a solid steamed bun in his mouth.

Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise, passers-by would definitely be jealous——

Escort officers don't eat as well as serious prisoners? !

Fu Tianchou also noticed the steamed buns in Zuo Qianhu's hand and sighed: "Thank you Qianhu for taking care of me all the way. In fact, just give me food and drink."

"But if I can live to see His Majesty, I can use this passion to wake him up."

Zuo Qianhu fell silent.

As a part of the young marquis' plan, he knew in his heart that Fu Tianchou must not arrive in the capital and fall into the monster's mouth.

After a while.

"The imperial court has become so comatose that the emperor is hopeless. You'd better keep him until he can be useful."

"It won't be long before the world will be at peace, and you can devote your passion to benefiting the people."

This time, Fu Tianchou was silent. He was not blind, let alone a fool. He knew all the key points in this sentence.

His cheap son-in-law not only had great connections, he could allow the soldiers responsible for escorting to release serious criminals without permission. Now that he saw it, he even had plans to establish a new dynasty.

After a quick dinner, the group set off again. Zuo Qianhu planned to cross the Yangtze River in one go, and then set up camp to rest for the night.

"Qianhu!"

In the distance, a guard came quickly to report and shouted: "The river ahead is extremely turbulent, and it is impossible for ships to pass."

"What?" Zuo Qianhu couldn't help frowning and murmured to himself: "It's impossible, it's still early for the flood season. Besides, even if the flood season comes, the building boats can still pass smoothly."

Just as Lu Li had guessed before.

A series of chain reactions occurred.

The top priority is to deal with the huge waves on the river, calm them down as soon as possible, and get everything back on track.

"The divine seal of the Great Dragon God Si Yu."

In the Dragon Palace, Zhao Feng touched the back of his bare head and analyzed: "If the dragon had not refined the divine seal, even if it died, it would not cause any big disturbance."

"At this point, the only remedy I can think of is to find a suitable replacement to take the position of Dragon God."

Gao Qian took over the conversation and continued: "Once the gods return, all kinds of troubles will be solved."

"Where can I find another dragon?"

Lu Li spoke helplessly.

It should be noted that the position of the Water God is different from that of the City God of the Underworld. It is not held by humans or ghosts, but must be found by dragons, or even worse, by water demons.

"give it to me."

Because he was busy being affectionate with the beautiful woman, he missed the important event of slaying the dragon. Zhao Feng felt bad, so he simply took over the matter and said in a deep voice:

"Even if you can't find a dragon, there is always a big snake. Taking a step back, it shouldn't be difficult to find an immortal turtle or an old turtle."

"It's a turtle. It has a docile personality and is easy to control. It's best to have a trace of dragon blood, so that there will be no backlash when refining the divine seal."

Lu Li made the final decision.

For him, only things under his control are worthy of trust.

"Yes." Zhao Feng nodded heavily.

After the business talk was over, Gao Qian, who was called "Niubi", said in an impatient tone:

"You should leave quickly."

"No matter what, we have to find the Dragon Palace treasure house first. The divine seal is probably hidden inside. Without it, no matter how precise and meticulous the calculation is, it will be like drawing water from a bamboo basket."

The most embarrassing thing in the world is to give someone a joking nickname and then be overheard.

Zhao Feng smiled:

"That was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"I have a trick here. Maybe I can find the treasure house. I can just take a look at what good treasures there are before leaving. Hey, let's satisfy our eyes."

After hearing this, Lu Li, who was about to take a stupid approach, immediately became energetic and urged:

"Say it."

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