Even though everything in this palace was intact and there were no traces of fighting, Qianjiao discovered that there was a powerful purifying force in this palace. This purifying force did not have the strength above the realm of gods. Undiscoverable.
"Among the many righteous techniques or moves, only Buddhist techniques and moves contain the power of purification."
"So the person who killed Pei Nan was most likely a Buddhist, and that person was very powerful. He purified Pei Nan with just one move."
Qian Jiao held his chin and analyzed.
But soon he frowned, and there was doubt in his eyes. Of course, because of the black mask, the little monk on the side couldn't see Qian Jiao's frown.
"That's not right. The successive Tang kings of the Tang Dynasty did not grant the [Tang Wang Ling] to Buddhists. What is going on?"
Qianjiao couldn't understand.
"Could it be that the person who owns the [Tang Wang Ling] has practiced advanced Buddhist techniques? Or is it someone from the Buddhist sect who borrowed the [Tang Wang Ling] and came to kill Pei Nan?"
Qianjiao continued to guess in his heart.
After a while, Qianjiao still didn't have an accurate answer, but he already had an investigation direction in his mind, and that was [Tang Wang Ling]!
As long as we find out who owns the [Tang Wang Ling], we can follow the clues and find out who Pei Nan was killed by.
"Sir, do you need to burn incense and make a wish?"
"If necessary, the young monk can chant sutras and recite Buddha's name at the side."
The young monk saw Qian Jiao staring at the Buddha statue in a daze, and then he spoke.
"good."
Qianjiao nodded.
Although he does not believe in Buddhism and only believes in his own strength, since he has come to Baoxiang Temple, he will go through the process and make a wish, maybe it will be effective.
Next, the young monk brought three sticks of green incense to Qianjiao, and then chanted sutras and chanted Buddha's name to Qianjiao.
…
And at this time.
Outside Baoxiang Temple, a group of about a hundred guards suddenly arrived. In the middle of the guard was a luxurious carriage.
"Which lord is this?"
Everyone looked at the guards and the luxurious carriage curiously.
"See the armbands on these Guardsmen?"
"Saw."
Everyone around saw the word "King City" written on the chests of the guards.
"The soldiers in this guard are all soldiers from the royal city, and they are also the best among them."
"The person who can be escorted by them must be an official above the court, and the official's level is not low!"
Someone familiar with the Tang Dynasty said slowly.
"So that's it. Let's get out of the way quickly and don't hit the official."
The originally crowded street immediately gave way to a path.
Although many of the pilgrims who come to Baoxiang Temple to offer incense and make wishes are from wealthy families, and a few are even local officials, the vast majority of them are ordinary people.
As the saying goes, the poor should not fight with the rich, and the rich should not fight with the officials.
Rich people don't dare to fight with officials, let alone ordinary people.
"Master, Baoxiang Temple has arrived."
The steward driving the horse said towards the curtain.
"Ok, I know."
After a while, Chu Zhan's voice sounded from inside the curtain.
Sitting in the carriage were clearly Chu Zhan’s family.
After a while, Chu Zhan and Tang Yu took the lead to walk out of the carriage, followed by a man and a woman wearing masks.
This man and woman are none other than Chu Feng and Chu Linglong.
Chu Linglong kept a low profile and naturally wore a mask.
Chu Feng wore a mask because he was afraid that his handsome appearance would cause unnecessary trouble.
"Master Yushi, you are here."
The gatekeeper monk trotted to Chu Zhan with a bright smile on his face.
Before Chu Zhan and his family set off, the imperial court informed the senior officials of Baoxiang Temple that today the imperial censor would come to make wishes and offer incense, and the senior officials of Baoxiang Temple also told the gatekeeper the news.
The gatekeeper monk knew that the imperial censor had great power in supervising all officials and could not be neglected, so when he saw Chu Zhan appear, he hurried over and said hello.
"Um."
Chu Zhan nodded slightly.
"Master Yushi is here, why don't you hurry up and find the senior officials of our Baoxiang Temple."
The gatekeeper monk looked at the two young monks and ordered.
The gatekeeper monk knew that he was not qualified to receive Chu Zhan and others.
"yes."
When the two young monks saw this, they hurriedly ran into the temple.
"Master Yushi, please sit here for a while. Our senior officials from Baoxiang Temple will come out shortly."
The gatekeeper monk smiled at Chu Zhan.
"We have been riding all the way in the carriage, and my legs are a little numb. Please take us to visit the temple first."
Chu Zhan couldn't stand it when he saw many people around him staring at him, so he quickly spoke.
Although he liked the envious looks when others looked at him, he found that there were too many people in Baoxiang Temple, which made him slightly uncomfortable.
"good."
"Please also ask Master Yushi to come with me."
After hearing what Chu Zhan said, the gatekeeper monk nodded quickly and led the way.
Chu Zhan and others followed slowly. The guard who originally escorted Chu Zhan and others wanted to follow them, but Chu Zhan refused.
There are too many people in Baoxiang Temple. If these hundreds of guards follow me, I will immediately become the focus of everyone's attention, and maybe something unexpected will happen.
In the Tang Dynasty, there were assassinations of court officials, not just once or twice.
In this world, not everyone is satisfied with what the court does, so it is normal for some officials to be assassinated.
Next, wherever the gatekeeper monk visited, he introduced the name and origin of the place to Chu Zhan and others in detail, and even what important people had visited.
After a while.
A respectful voice sounded next to Chu Zhan.
"The young monk pays homage to the Censor."
Chu Zhan and others turned around and immediately saw a young monk with his hands clasped together. This was the young monk who had been chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name for Qianjiao.
"Hello, Master."
When Chu Zhan saw the young monk, he clasped his hands together and returned the gesture.
When the imperial court learned that Chu Zhan's family would come to Baoxiang Temple to offer incense and make wishes, they asked the Ministry of Rites to pass on information about Baoxiang Temple to Chu Zhan. Among these information were senior officials of Baoxiang Temple, and the young monk in front of them was One of the top executives of Baoxiang Temple, and also relatively high among the top executives of Baoxiang Temple.
"Grandmaster."
Tang Yu had naturally read the information about Baoxiang Temple and returned the favor to the young monk.
Of course, in addition to Chu Zhan and Tang Yu, Chu Linglong and Chu Feng also returned the favor.
At this time, the little monk saw Chu Feng out of the corner of his eye and was slightly startled. This man felt very familiar to him, as if he had seen him somewhere.
However, he quickly shook his head. Although he did not have to receive every pilgrim, he had met many people, and it was inevitable that there would be similar people among them.
At this time, Chu Feng was also observing the little monk. He had not forgotten that when he came to Baoxiang Temple to slay demons some time ago, he was received by the little monk in front of him.
When Chu Feng saw the little monk turn his gaze away, he knew that the little monk had not noticed him.
Although it doesn't matter if he is discovered, it is better to do less than to do more. What's more, since Pei Nan is one of the five main hall masters of the Evil Sect, and now he dies suddenly, it is inevitable that people from the Evil Sect will come here to investigate. In fact, it is nothing to find him. But if they find that they can't deal with themselves and turn to deal with their own family members, that will be troublesome.
Although Chu Feng's soul is not the original owner, in the process of getting along with Chu Zhan, Tang Yu, and Chu Linglong, he has long regarded them as his real relatives.
"Master Yushi, please also ask the young monk to go to the largest hall of Baoxiang Temple to make wishes and burn incense."
"Since Abbot Wuming has traveled far and wide, the young monk will chant sutras and chant Buddha's name for you when you make your wishes."
The little monk said slowly.
