After all, this is a world of practice.
Countries, courts, and local forces are only part of the world, not the whole world.
When vassal kings from all over the country came to Beijing, they saw a big action happening.
The monks from all sides also took action upon hearing the news.
Some want to fish in troubled waters, while others want to take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos and gain benefits.
Others simply want to grasp the trends and prepare in advance.
Each side has its own agenda.
The offerings in the palace arranged by Jingyang Palace have caught more than a dozen waves of 'bad guys' sneaking into the palace in an attempt to do something.
It's natural and reasonable. Those who had a backing were let go, and those who didn't were beaten to death.
Jingyang Palace arranges enshrinement in the palace and cannot interfere in any government affairs.
At the same time, the emperor did not have any command authority over them.
Their existence is only to maintain the orthodox bloodline of the royal family, and at the same time to prevent some practitioners from manipulating the emperor through improper means.
For various reasons, strictly speaking, these so-called offerings may not be allies to Emperor Yasukuni.
And just in the west city of Kyoto, there is a Fenglai Inn.
This inn is also old. The owner of the inn is named Zhou, and people call him Zhou Boss.
To ordinary people, he is just an innkeeper.
At best, he has a weird temper and is extremely lustful. Although he has no limbs, he prefers girls between the ages of sixteen and eighteen.
But for those practitioners with some connections, Zhou Baotou and his Fenglai Inn are a legend in Kyoto.
At least, no matter you are good or evil, no matter what your origins are.
As long as you enter his Fenglai Inn and pay the high room fee and money for food and wine, you are his customer.
And Boss Zhou will protect his guests from any harassment.
Therefore, Fenglai Inn in Zhoubaotou is not only a refuge for some people, but also a distribution center for news.
Here, you can find out a lot of secret information about the practice world and even the court.
In the lobby of Fenglai Inn, there was a buzz of people drinking and drinking.
And a man who moved like a zombie and had a rotten aura walked into the inn, staring straight at the shopkeeper who was settling accounts with his completely black eyes.
Several waiters with strong bodies and strong auras gathered around him like they were holding their horns.
"Stay in the hotel!" The man's stiff voice sounded like it was made by rubbing two iron stones together.
When the shopkeeper raised his head, his original indifference suddenly changed, revealing a greasy smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, the shop is full."
"Of course, when the door is opened for business, the shop cannot drive customers out. If you have to stay in the hotel as a guest, I also have a bunkhouse here for our own staff to live in. It depends on whether you can afford the price."
An ordinary inn would not dare to entertain such an unusual guest.
However, Fenglai Inn is not ordinary.
The zombie-like man seemed to be at some kind of pause.
Suddenly he stretched out his hand that had rotted to the bone, pierced his slightly rotten abdomen with the sharp finger bones, and rummaged through his stomach carefully.
Then take half a brick out of it.
The half-brick, still smelling of blood, was dusty, and the material didn't look very special.
The shopkeeper looked sideways for a while and was about to sneer.
Suddenly his expression changed drastically, and he actually didn't mind being dirty and took half a brick from the zombie man's hand.
Then he put it in his sleeve and winked at the waiter next to him.
The waiter introduced the zombie man into the back room.
In less than a night, a very explosive news had spread throughout Kyoto, with Kyoto as the core, spreading to the world. Instantly ignited the passion of practitioners all over the world.
"The tomb of King Dao Shitian has been found. The clues are in the capital of Jingguo. Even the entrance to the tomb may be in the capital of Jingguo."
King Dao Shi is an eighth-level monk who once appeared in this world.
Feng Linwen also used his brains when he chose the planet.
The special nature of the world means that even an eighth-level monk will have his lifespan exhausted and will die.
Therefore, basically monks who have reached level 7 or 8 will build a mausoleum for themselves before they die.
Some are to leave a legacy.
Some of them are to arrange backup plans, hoping for the opportunity to break fate and live another life.
There are also some... purely out of bad taste, wanting to leave something to deceive people.
The zombie-like man was a puppet controlled by Feng Linye.
The news was released by Feng Linyi.
The clues were also forged by Feng Linyi.
The entry of many vassal kings from Jingguo into the capital was a major event that spread throughout the world and attracted everyone's attention.
To divert attention, cover it up with a bigger, more inspiring message.
It has to be like this.
After all, this world is not an era of universal entertainment. Finding a few actors to hype up scandals can divert the attention of most people.
With Feng Lin's ability, it was a little difficult for him to actually find the tomb of King Dao Shi.
But there is no difficulty in forging half a brick.
Fenglai Inn has become a target of public criticism.
There is another huge secret room hidden about fifty meters underground in Fenglai Inn.
In the secret room, the one-legged and blind Zhou Dangtou held half a brick in his hand and was meditating.
"The thing is real, and the powerful charm that still remains at the fracture cannot be deceived. If there is anyone else in this world who can leave such a charm. It must be only King Dao Shi, but this matter... is a scam !" Zhou raised his head and said.
The dark wind blew, and the candle flame swayed and stretched, suddenly turning a miserable green.
A ghost-like figure stood in a dark corner.
Half-life and half-dead Jie Wanchun, a legendary side sect monk.
Some people say that he lived for thousands of years by living half-life and half-death.
He is a famous old monster.
"Someone wants to use us to attract attention. I've seen that living corpse. It's just a puppet." Xie Wanchun said.
Zhou nodded his head: "The only one who can do such a thing is the little emperor who is like an ant on the hot pot. Don't think about others. It's just that the little emperor himself doesn't have such ability. It should be the monk Yifan next to him." Take action."
"It is rumored that Monk Yifan is the illegitimate son of the former leader of Tiansheng Sect. With his status, it would not be surprising if he learned about the tomb of King Dao Shi."
"Then why didn't he find the tomb by himself, instead of paying such a high price for a mere mortal emperor's family affairs?" Xie Wanchun asked again.
Zhou played with the brick with his head and sighed: "Then he can only ask himself."
"The problem now is that if the bricks are real, the tomb is also real. And the news has been leaked, how should we deal with it."
Hand it over?
Both Zhou Bantou and Jie Wanchun were of course reluctant to part with them.
But if they don't hand it over, they will become the target of everyone's attack.
What's more, they opened such a special inn in Kyoto for a special purpose. At this time, we were close to success, but we were reluctant to leave.
It was precisely because of this that Feng Linwen took them as targets.
If this half brick is given to someone else, that person takes the thing and runs away thousands of miles away and hides.
Wasn't Feng Lin's arrangement all in vain?
