Chapter 532: The teleportation array is broken again?
"Since you have come to Daming Temple, why don't you use your real name?" Zhao Long asked.
Yi Xifeng's name was much louder than Li Nian's. If he revealed his identity, he would definitely get help from the mage in the temple, but Yi Xifeng chose to use a pseudonym.
"Once the endless wilderness knows that I am not in the Floating Tower Kingdom, they will definitely send people to take the opportunity to attack." Yi Xifeng said helplessly. In the past few years, he had to hide his whereabouts every time he traveled. He would only reveal his identity when he arrived at his sect or the Holy War Hall.
"By the way, since you are in the Floating Tower Kingdom, how did you get to the Ming Kingdom all of a sudden?" Zhao Long was quite confused.
"The things here are quite complicated, and it's difficult for me to explain them clearly for a while." This matter involves the secrets of the Holy War Church Pope, and Yi Xifeng cannot reveal them, so he can only deal with them first.
Zhao Long saw that the other party was having difficulty speaking, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"It's unfortunate that you're here. The teleportation array in the temple is under repair and it will probably not be usable for two days."
"It's not just ten days and a half." Yi Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief.
The two have not seen each other for four years, and both their knowledge and realm have undergone tremendous changes. Needless to say, Yi Xifeng has been traveling around since he left the Zhenwu Dao Hall four years ago. He has experienced the turmoil and endless barbaric oppression of the Far Eastern Kingdom. Both his mind and courage are much more mature than before.
Zhao Longze gained the attention of the Luohan Hall and the King Kong Hall in the temple after he was promoted to the Hero Realm. He listened to more scripture explanations than ordinary disciples. This is why the three monks outside the door respected him very much. Zhao Long himself is extremely talented, and with the guidance and guidance from the master of the temple, he is now much calmer and more mature than before.
The temple rules of Daming Temple have few restrictions on outsiders and are mainly set on their own disciples. There are five precepts, eight precepts and ten precepts. Of course, there are not so many restrictions on lay disciples. Drinking alcohol and eating meat are still allowed.
"You will stay at my place for the next few days. Master Jingxuan of Luohan Hall will give a lecture in the afternoon. Do you want to attend the lecture with me?" Zhao Long said.
"Can I, an outsider, listen?" Yi Xifeng asked doubtfully.
"Master Jingxuan's lecture is about the Heart Sutra. It has nothing to do with Buddhism and Taoism. It can be heard by everyone in the world."
In the past, Yi Xifeng was very averse to sutra chanting lectures, but now that he has rich experience, he really wants to hear what Buddhist "preaching" is like.
Yi Xifeng agreed, and after having a vegetarian meal at noon, he and Zhao Long went to a main hall of Luohan Hall. He was arranged to sit with the lay disciples and listen to the lecture together with everyone.
Master Jingxuan has two slender white eyebrows that rest on both sides of his cheeks. Judging from his appearance alone, he is at least eighty or ninety years old.
Next to the incinerator behind Master Jingxuan, there are three small wooden signs erected, with Xuanxu on the left, Xuanlong on the right, and Xuankong in the middle.
Master Jingxuan sat cross-legged on a futon made of mountain palm grass, and opened his mouth to read the "Miaoho Lotus Sutra", the most classic Buddhist scripture.
"The Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma unifies the essence of all Buddhas' descending spirits..."
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Today, an uninvited guest came to the palace of the Lord of Suchuan City.
"Young Master Su is here. The Lord of this city is far away to greet you, but I still hope to see Haihan." Zuo Jianming said, cupping his fists.
Su Xiaoxian conquered Suchuan Kingdom, which was occupied by endless barbarians, and gave the city to the Holy War Hall for free. In other words, without Su Xiaoxian, Zuo Jianming would not be the lord of Suchuan City.
"Haha, Lord Zuo, you're fine." Su Xiaoxian returned the greeting with a fist in his hand.
"You're welcome, Mr. Su. Please come in quickly."
Su Xiaoxian did not come alone, he was also followed by two elders from the inner sect of the Demon Sect.
After entering the city lord's mansion, Zuo Jianming immediately ordered his men to serve some good tea and deliver it to Su Xiaoxian and the others.
"I wonder why Mr. Su is here?"
Su Xiaoxian chuckled and said: "I heard that City Lord Zuo had contact with Zhang Shishi of the Holy War Hall a few days ago. I would like to ask how the current situation of the Holy War Hall is going? Of course, if it is inconvenient for City Lord Zuo, forget it."
"This is not an inconvenience. I'm just curious why Mr. Su wants to inquire about the current situation of our faction?" Zuo Jianming asked in return.
Su Xiaoxian shook his head, sighed again, and said:
"Since our six sects want to help the Jihad Church defeat the Divine Grace Cult, we inevitably need to communicate with each other. However, I haven't heard any news from the Jihad Church for several months, so I can't help but feel a little worried."
City Lord Zuo smiled and said: "Haha, Mr. Su is probably overly worried. Although the situation of our Holy War Hall is not as good as before, it is not at the mercy of others. Don't worry, Young Master, as long as the Pope exists, the Holy War Hall will always be there." Not to perish.”
Zuo Jianming was very confident. After all, he had seen the Pope with his own eyes some time ago. He didn't think anything could happen to the Holy War Hall.
Hearing this, the two elders beside Su Xiaoxian frowned, and they each said:
"Your Highness Mozi, Zuo Jianming's words don't seem to be lying, but if the Holy War Hall is really okay, our plan will come to nothing."
"Your Majesty, are you suspicious?"
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Su Xiaoxian did not answer the two of them, but looked at Zuo Jianming deeply. When he was in the Demon Cult, he guessed that something big had happened inside the Jihad Hall, so he made this plan. However, Zuo Jianming said that nothing happened at the Jihad Hall, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Seeing that Zuo Jianming's behavior was normal, after pondering for a moment, Su Xiaoxian put on that kind expression again.
"City Lord Zuo's words make sense, please tell me what you mean."
"Master Su, please speak."
"To be honest, my demon sect has something to discuss with your sect." As he said that, Su Xiaoxian took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, which contained a red gold-patterned elixir, which was the Holy Blood elixir.
"This elixir is a group of elixirs newly refined by an elder of my sect. It is called the Holy Blood Pill. Taking it can help warriors below the hero level greatly increase their combat power. My sect would like to give a few pills to your sect. However, your teleportation formation has actually closed off the connection with our religion, I wonder if City Master Zuo can do anything about it?"
Zuo Jianming was stunned. The teleportation array between the Holy War Hall and the Demon Cult was actually closed. This was the first time he heard this news.
Originally, Suchuan City also had a teleportation array, but after being captured by the Endless Wilderness, the teleportation array was destroyed. In addition, due to the busy schedule of affairs inside and outside the Holy War Hall, no one was sent to repair it. When Zuo Jianming took office as the lord of Suchuan City, he traveled all the way from the Holy War Hall.
Su Xiaoxian left the elixir in the city lord's palace, told Zuo Jianming how to use the elixir, and asked Zuo Jianming to convey it on his behalf, and then left.
Zuo Jianming was stunned as he looked at the elixir in his hand. The Holy War Hall took the initiative to close the teleportation array with the Demon Cult. This made him wonder if something really happened to the Holy War Hall?
Recalling that the Pope of the Holy War Church had warned him before, he only had to guard Suchuan City and not get involved in the affairs of the Holy War Church, let alone inquire about it.
But as the Demon Sect is one of the eight sects, his affairs are no small matter. If he neglected to do so and delayed the fighter plane, he would have committed a serious crime.
After some entanglement, Zuo Jianming finally wrote a letter and sent it to the Holy War Hall, while the elixir was left with Zuo Jianming.
"With the Pope in the Holy War Hall, there shouldn't be any big trouble."
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Walking out of the City Lord's Mansion, the two elders behind Su Xiaoxian immediately asked: "Since the Holy War Hall is safe, why did His Highness Mozi leave the Holy Blood Pill to Zuo Jianming?"
Recently, Luo Yunzong Liu Baiyuan came to the Demon Cult and spent thirteen exercises and dozens of pills in exchange for eight holy blood pills. But now they were given away by Su Xiaoxian. How could this not make the two of them feel sad?
Su Xiaoxian chuckled and ordered: "You two will stay in Suchuan City to observe the movements of the City Lord's Mansion. I believe that City Lord Zuo will find the answer for us if anything happened to the Holy War Hall."
After that, Su Xiaoxian threw a few ingots of gold to the two of them and left alone.
The two elders looked at each other, although they were a little confused, but since it was His Highness the Devil's arrangement, they should obey it.
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After listening to the lectures for two days, Yi Xifeng gained a lot. It has to be said that Buddhism has a deep understanding of "people". It can be seen from those complicated precepts alone. It is not so much a restriction as it is to let them. Buddhism develops habits, which is quite similar to Confucius's "do whatever you want without breaking the rules".
Yi Xifeng's Arctic Ziwei Heart Art was stuck on the third level. Now after listening to the sermon, he had some new insights.
But it is not that easy to break through to the fourth level. He can only temporarily keep what he has learned and felt in his heart, and wait until the time is right to break through.
Two days later, the teleportation array has been repaired. After Yi Xifeng said goodbye to Zhao Long, he set off and walked into the teleportation array. No one noticed that there was a golden Sanskrit in the corner of the array.
Before leaving, Yi Xifeng also gave Zhao Long a pot of medicinal wine.
"Save your drink. This stuff is a great tonic. Drinking too much can cause nosebleeds."
Zhao Long: "..."
As the surrounding space blurred, Yi Xifeng disappeared in the next moment.
"Crash!"
Yi Xifeng appeared inexplicably on the bookshelf and stepped on it, crushing a piece of scripture. With secret movement under his feet, he ascended the dragon, and the fair-skinned young man landed smoothly.
What is this place?
Yi Xifeng looked around, and he was very sure that this was not the Far Eastern Kingdom. Picking up a scripture on the ground, he opened it and saw that it was written in Sanskrit.
At this time, he was looking at the bookshelves around him, wondering if he had fallen into the study room of Daming Temple?
Wait, the study room of Daming Temple... isn't that the Sutra Library Pavilion?
Damn it, this damn teleportation array isn't broken again!
Yi Xifeng resisted the urge to scold his mother. Once someone discovered that he had entered the Sutra Pavilion, it would really be over. You must know that Daming Temple has a very strict sect rule. No Buddhist disciple is allowed to break into the Sutra Pavilion without permission. Even some Buddhist elders who want to enter must obtain permission from the guardian of the pavilion in advance, let alone an outsider.
"Little donor, come here and help me." Suddenly an old voice came from behind Yi Xifeng, startling him. I thought to myself, I haven’t done anything yet, now I’m exposed?
Yi Xifeng looked at the scripture that fell on the ground at his feet.
Well, it’s not like I did nothing.
"Wait a minute, it's coming."
Yi Xifeng hurriedly stuffed the scriptures back on the bookshelf. At this time, the voice sounded again.
"Wrong, wrong, "Fishing for Menstruation" is placed on the left side of the "Li Chen Sutra" on the third floor, and the "Pure Tantra Sutra" is placed on the right side of the "Returning to the Heart Mantra" on the fourth floor..."
Yi Xifeng rearranged several scriptures according to the instructions of the voice. He didn't know who was speaking, and he couldn't detect it even if he released his soul. But one thing was clear, this person was at least a strong person from the Saint.
I just don’t know if the other party is hostile...
After placing the scriptures, Yi Xifeng looked for the source of the sound and walked to the bookshelf at the back.
An ordinary-looking old monk with a goatee in a worn-out cassock was stepping on a wooden ladder to stack scriptures on the bookshelf. At the feet of the old monk, there were five stacks of scriptures half as high as a person piled up wantonly.
"Little donor, come here, help me pass the scripture at the bottom."
Yi Xifeng touched his nose, walked forward, picked up a scripture and handed it to the old monk on the wooden ladder.
The old monk took the scripture, read the name, and then stuffed it into the empty frame at the top.
"Don't be nervous, little benefactor. The old monk is not a vicious person and will not kill the little benefactor."
Yi Xifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the old monk looked unattractive, he felt as if he was facing Lu Ya, Han Sanli, and Xu Xianzhi.
It must be an illusion, after all, he is the top three saints, recognized as the strongest person in the Seven Kingdoms Continent.
"Donor, don't be in a daze, please hand over a few more books." The old monk waved to Yi Xifeng, and Yi Xifeng quickly handed over a few more books.
After a while of burning incense, the scriptures piled underneath were finally placed, and the old monk slowly walked down the wooden ladder.
The old monk patted his sleeves to knock off the dust on his clothes, then turned to Yi Xifeng and said:
"Thank you for your help, little benefactor."
Yi Xifeng twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, and replied: "You're welcome, you're welcome, that... master, can you let me go now?"
The old monk looked at Yi Xifeng, smiled kindly and asked, "Is the little donor in a hurry to leave?"
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm washing coal in the river now, I have nothing to do." Yi Xifeng shook his head vigorously and said.
"Haha, actually when the little benefactor fell from the sky, the old monk felt it."
Yi Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief. Since the old monk had known about him for a long time, he should also know that he entered the Sutra Pavilion accidentally.
"To be honest, the reason why the young benefactor came here was actually the result of the old monk."
Yi Xifeng stared with big eyes, thinking that it was the old monk in front of him who was responsible, but he was a little confused. He and the old monk didn't know each other, so why would the other party do this? But even though he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to ask, after all, he was still on someone else's territory.
"That...what do you call the old-timer?"
The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the old monk's name is Xuankong. The little donor can just call me Master Xuankong."
"Xuankong?" Yi Xifeng was stunned. The name seemed familiar to him. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.
"Haha, the old monk is a little curious. What teleportation array did the little benefactor use to appear in the Ming Dynasty? As far as the old monk knows, there is no teleportation array built in Tihong Town." The old monk looked at Yi Xi with a smile. said the wind.
