Two Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-Five The Purpose of Lingyin Temple

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Yanhuang's elegant face changed slightly, and he said softly: "Master, are you kidding me... I signed the lottery, my Yanwu Dynasty is now at its peak. For five hundred years, I have been governing martial arts day and night, opening up borders. Open up the land. Since I became the throne, I have not lost an inch of the country, and I have conquered many outer worlds controlled by the Blood Martial Dynasty. The luck of the dynasty has bottomed out in my hands, and it has returned to the peak. Now it is peaceful, how can it be signed? said."

Since Emperor Yan came to the temple to draw lots, he must be planning the fate of the country. His fate was tightly tied to the Yanwu Dynasty from the moment he ascended the throne.

In his words, there is a strong unwillingness and a trace of doubt.

Master Xu Ye said calmly: "Amitabha, monks don't lie. Wang benefactor, you took time out of your busy schedule to come here to offer incense and draw lots by yourself. Presumably you must have felt something. As the current Yanhuang, you can already feel a little Touching the supreme way of heaven, your intuition is not wrong."

Yanhuang's expression became serious, and he pondered: "How serious is this signing?"

"Looking into the sky..."

Abbot Xu Ye clasped his palms together and whispered softly.

Looking into nothing?

Emperor Yan whispered a few words to himself, his face changed drastically, and his eyes became empty. Does this mean that the entire dynasty is about to be destroyed?

But in a blink of an eye, it felt a little impossible. Now the dynasty is at its peak and has a profound foundation.

If there is any catastrophe, even if the luck is damaged, it will not fall.

But I also thought that I have been restless for the past year, and the shadow in my heart is indelible.

At his level, with the power of imperial luck, his intuition for the fate of heaven is already quite keen.

It is impossible for this state to appear for no reason, but he really cannot accept the collapse of the dynasty.

For a moment, Yanhuang's face changed, and he was caught in a tangle.

"Master, is there a way to save it?"

Yan Huang's eyes flickered brightly, revealing a look of hope.

Abbot Xu Ye shook his head and said: "Depending on origin and extinction, samsara is endless, everything in the world,

There are definite numbers. This is not your fault. The cause that was planted 100,000 years ago was forcibly stopped once again 50,000 years ago. It is impossible for someone to stop it a second time. "

Yan Huang was taken aback when he heard the words, a little disbelieving, feeling that the other party was perfunctory.

One hundred thousand years is too far away. When was that time? It was still the era when the Black Dragon King was rampant. How could the fate of the Yanwu Dynasty be determined by someone a hundred thousand years ago?

Immediately, he stared at the other party and pondered: "Master, is it because you are dissatisfied with some elders of the royal family that you don't want to say more? In recent years, I have actually quite objected to the elders of the clan. In the past, I was restricted by the throne and could not do many things. Now that the abdication is imminent, before I leave, I can let it go."

There are many old masters in the royal family who are quite dissatisfied with Lingyin Temple and feel that they are always controlled by others.

The strength of Lingyin Temple is so profound, but it cannot be controlled by members of the royal family. Several attempts to infiltrate it have ended in failure.

So they took a step back, and these elders of the royal family allowed the brothel alliance to grow bigger and use it to check and balance Lingyin Temple.

It has to be said that this strategy is still very effective.

Over the past few thousand years, the influence of Buddhism on Lingyin Temple has been much smaller.

In the past, when Buddhism was at its peak, even the heir to the throne had to enshrine Buddhism, and was recommended by Lingyin Temple.

Today, although the influence of Lingyin Temple is still great, it can no longer be compared with its heyday.

The royal family of the Yanwu Dynasty has almost become independent, unlike the Tianwu Dynasty and the Shenwu Dynasty, which are completely controlled by the Hunyuan Palace and Xuantian Holy Land.

What Emperor Yan said was hinting at Abbot Xu Ye, as long as he is willing to help the Yanwu Dynasty overcome this calamity.

It is a great temptation to bring the Buddhist forces back to their peak.

Abbot Xu Ye shook his head and said: "The karma was determined 100,000 years ago, the benefactor doesn't have to be so entangled, no one can avoid this catastrophe. The Yanwu Dynasty couldn't escape it, Lingyin Temple couldn't escape it, and all living beings in the world couldn't escape it either. Destiny, samsara does not stop, what is the Yanwu Dynasty in front of sentient beings... Just treat it with a normal mind."

Suddenly, Yanhuang was struck by lightning in his heart, he stood on the spot blankly, he understood the meaning of Abbot Xuye's words.

I also know that 100,000 years ago, the karma was established, and it was forcibly stopped once again 50,000 years ago. Now it is absolutely impossible for anyone to stop it. What is going on.

"I understand, goodbye."

Yanhuang bowed his hands and said goodbye. Before leaving, he looked at the lottery in his hand, but he didn't return it, and took it with him.

Looking at the Yanhuang who was going away outside the door, Master Abbot sighed softly and quietly retreated.

In the hall, the golden elephant of Kasyapa Buddha, with torch-like eyes and a smile on his mouth, seems to have seen through everything, but is outside.

Xiao Chen naturally didn't know everything that happened here.

He was invited, and after drinking tea with Master Xuyun, he saw Panhuang still under the tree.

The chess piece in his hand has not yet fallen, but the opposite sword god Su Hanshan does not know where he is going.

Thinking about it, he couldn't stand such a scoundrel like Panhuang, so he didn't bother to leave.

Without the Sword God, Xiao Chen felt much more relaxed when facing Pan Huang.

Without hesitation, he strode over directly.

"Little brother Xiao Chen, you came just in time. Come and help me see if this game can continue?" Panhuang saw Xiao Chen and asked him to sit down with a smile, but this address scared Xiao Chen half to death.

When I was still a beggar uncle, it was naturally not uncomfortable to call him this way.

But now that he knew that the other party was Pan Huang, how could Xiao Chen dare to accept this title.

In the Kunlun Realm, he accepted the Order of the King of Swords, and because of the Order of the King of Swords, he realized the way of the sword.

Without this sword king order, it is almost impossible for him to surpass the Supreme and leave Kunlun.

Panhuang is equivalent to his patriarch, such a character, it is really frightening to call him a younger brother.

"Senior, please don't call me that, I really can't stand it. I, in fact, also came from Kunlun, this saber king Ling Panhuang senior should recognize it."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he took out the Sword King Token.

Panhuang was not surprised when he saw Dao Wang Ling, and said with a faint smile, "You can do whatever you want, but I don't like people calling me senior, but with your temperament, I guess it would be uncomfortable for you to call me elder brother. Dao I've already felt Wang Ling in your hands, I almost forgot about it."

After receiving the Order of the Sword King, Panhuang's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and he pondered: "Back then, the blood was boiling! Over the years, almost none of the old people in Kunlun that I met are still alive. If I have the opportunity to walk out of Kunlun, it seems Only you."

"Senior, what is the relationship between you and my nephew?"

Xiao Chen asked curiously.

Mentioning Ling Yu, Pan Huang's eyes flashed with regret, and he said in a deep voice: "I have been playing games all these years, and I accidentally rescued him in a forbidden area a few years ago. I heard that he is Ye Zifeng's apprentice. So I told him We came to Yancheng, the imperial capital together, and we wanted to protect him, but we didn’t expect such an accident to happen after leaving for a while, it’s really a pity for this child.”

It turned out that it wasn't that complicated, and the reason was so simple.

When Ling Yu was mentioned, Xiao Chen couldn't help feeling sad for a while.

However, Linglong's final choice made Xiao Chen slightly relieved. At least it proved that he was not wrong to take Ling Yu to Longteng Great World, and he did not love the wrong person.

"Do you know why the people from Lingyin Temple asked you?"

Ling Yu's topic was a bit heavy, Pan Huang returned the Sword King Token to Xiao Chen, and changed the topic.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "I can feel that Master Xuyun has something to say, but I don't know what the meaning is."

Panhuang laughed and said, "I guess I want the old abbot to tell you that they came here for the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb."

"Yanhuang Ancient Tomb? But I have already promised the Ninth Prince. Could it be that they are going to support the Ninth Prince's enthronement?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"No, Lingyin Temple doesn't care who will become the next Yanhuang, they only care about Piaomiao Xiangong. In fact, even if the Yanwu Dynasty is destroyed, Lingyin Temple won't care too much." Panhuang explained softly .

"But this time, we have to pay attention to it. The First Prince actually formed an alliance with the Qinglian Sect. If the Immortal Palace is really born and the Wings of Time and Space fall into the hands of the Qinglian Sect, Lingyin Temple will really be restless."

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed, and he pondered: "So, they want to cooperate with me, at least not to let the Wings of Time and Space fall into the hands of Qinglian Sect?"

"Smart." Panhuang smiled and praised softly.