Chapter 515: A Cool Operation, Three Bowls of Noodles, Baiyunzi River, Success, Red Dust Buddha, Real Power Awaits!

Daqin's Western Regions.

Xumi Tuo Temple is located in Liantai Mountain, a mountain temple. Although the mountain road is difficult, it is still very popular. Countless believers often come to offer incense without fear of danger.

For this reason, a huge city has long been formed at the foot of Liantai Mountain.

There are beautiful people coming and going, noisy flutes and drums, and boats like clouds, and they never stop until dawn.

There is also a surging river, Guizang River, which passes through here, bringing fertile land for thousands of miles and irrigating countless fields on both sides. The wind blows the wheat waves, and the fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good year. The scenery is really unique.

Xumi Tuo Temple is divided into the front temple and the back temple.

The front temple is mostly for monks who study Buddhist classics to sleep and live, to manage secular affairs, interpret divination and preach, and to promote Buddhism.

Xumi Tuo Temple naturally also has temple fields and mineral resources, but these are not worth mentioning compared with Zhongzhou Buddhist Temple, especially temple fields.

This is not because the quality of Xumi Temple is higher, but because Ying Si is not giving up.

The back temple is mostly inhabited by practicing monks, with the least number of people, but the status is more transcendent.

Because the competition in the East Continent is fierce, not only between the sects, but also with the Qin Dynasty eyeing covetously, the criticism of Buddhism is still not as touching as the criticism of physics.

Relying on the cooperation and mutual support between the front and back courtyards, Xumi Temple is famous in the Western Regions of Qin.

Today, the sun rises in the east.

In the Xumi Temple that dominates the Western Regions, many eminent monks gather in the back hall.

As the only contemporary Buddhist scripture inheritor, Jia Shenmi naturally occupies a high position. His eyebrows are like snow, and his aura is like a deep abyss, which is particularly eye-catching. I don’t know when he has reached the realm of breaking the limit. If he sacrifices the Buddhist treasure left by Tianfozun, his combat power will be even more amazing.

Below him, there were nine old monks wearing golden and red cassocks, all of whom were masters of the realm of holding the Dao. The two leading monks had auras like the sea. One of them had already touched the edge of breaking the limit, and his power was even greater than that of the Shura monk who surrounded and killed Yi Chen. One of them had already broken the limit.

"Everyone, Daqin is now searching for martial arts classics all over the world. I don't need to say much about the cultivation level of Yichengzi, the brilliant national teacher of Daqin. Now Ying Si has sent an edict, wanting to build a golden body for the remains of Tianfozun. Elders, how should we decide on this matter?"

The white-browed old monk Jiashenmi calmly turned the rosary in his hand and spoke like beads.

"Junior nephew Jiashenmi, this is absolutely not allowed."

"Since the third ancestor left the ancestral secret place, our Xumi Temple has set up rules early on that no one is allowed to enter or leave this place, so as to prevent the ancestral remains from being contaminated by the worldly air and disturbing the peace."

"Moreover, the ancestral secret place is related to the key to a mountain protection formation in our Xumi Temple. This place connects the water veins of the Guizang River and the land veins of the Liantai Mountain. Opening the ancestral secret place may damage the ten thousand year foundation of our temple."

"The Qin Dynasty is powerful. We should not conflict with Yichengzi. Why should we open the ancestral secret place and please Yichengzi of the Taoist sect?"

At the signal of the leading old monk Poxian, the second old monk on the left immediately saluted Jiashenmi with his palms together, stood up and said, with a look of excitement.

"Uncle Master, don't worry. I don't know how Daqin knew about the remains of the founder. This matter has not been decided yet." Looking at the excited monk, Jiashenmi secretly groaned in his heart and had to comfort him again and again.

His uncles have been practicing in the temple for many years, but they don't know that the outside world has been turned upside down in the past few years. Some things can't be avoided just because you don't want to do them?

"Abbot, I think what the uncle said is true."

"Our Xumi Temple has never let down the Qin Dynasty. Now the world is changing. Our temple has put a lot of effort in every major event, and we have never offended the Qin State Master."

"For such a small matter, can the Taoist Yichengzi still attack our mountain gate? The abbot does not need to worry too much about this matter. Although Taoist Yichengzi has a fiery temper, he will never do such a robbery."

"Taoist Yichengzi will never be so unwise as to make everyone in the world's sects feel insecure and ruin himself."

With the words of the old monk who broke the limit, the situation in the field soon became one-sided, and the monks echoed one after another.

Looking at such a scene, Jia Shenmi could only sigh in his heart.

Although he has the highest cultivation, such a major event is not something he can handle alone. What's more, these uncles, uncles, and brothers treated him very well in the past, and later did not compete with him, but gave him the opportunity to inherit the only Buddhist scriptures.

It was hard to go against the will of the crowd. Just when Jia Shenmi was about to speak, a purple-haired girl came from the sky.

Who else could this person be but Lin Luo, the deputy chief of the Qin Sixing Yamen?

Lin Luo walked into the Buddhist temple with the imperial edict in her hand.

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"Master, your plan is really... brilliant!"

"But will Xumituo Zen Temple really agree?"

In the imperial palace, Ying Si and Yi Chen, holding black and white pieces, were fighting in the study room for the false reputation of the Qin chess master. For a while, they were evenly matched and the generals met good talents. They won three out of five games. Now they have each won two games and have entered the final game.

"Your Majesty, do you know what the three most unpalatable bowls of noodles in life are?" Yi Chen did not answer directly, but smiled slightly and dropped another black piece.

"Oh? I don't know which three bowls of noodles?" Ying Si looked at the chess game in front of him, but fell into a long thought.

"These three bowls of noodles are, of course, about people, feelings, and situations!"

"Since such secret information as "The Thousand-Year Lapis Lazuli Light" and the remains of the Heavenly Buddha have been leaked, it at least proves that the Xumi Temple is not a monolithic entity, and some people are inclined to befriend Daqin."

"Of the three bowls of noodles in life, the face and the scene are fine, but the face is the most unpalatable."

"With more people, there are more people talking. For example, in the Great Qin, even if it is as strong as Your Majesty, you have to take care of the old people's feelings, and the Xumi Temple is naturally more so."

"Since someone is inclined to be friendly with my Great Qin, then I will give him some chips and help him. Xumi Temple is just a little conservative and old-fashioned among the sects. It has nothing to lose in the great cause, and I don't want to use too drastic means on them." Yi Chen grinned and said.

"So, National Master, you let Lin Luo tell those bald donkeys, you want to divert the Guizang River? And build a huge dam in the upper reaches of the Guizang River?" Ying Si finished his long thinking and said with admiration.

Looking at the Xiongkui Taoist in front of him, every time Ying Si could feel that he was becoming more kind from Yi Chen's operation.

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty? The Guizang River runs through the east and west of Daqin, nurturing countless lands on both sides and revitalizing many businesses."

"But the Guizang River is known for its twists and turns. Every time there is a flood, there is a risk of bursting the dam, and countless lives are destroyed. I am just being merciful and want to manage the Guizang River. I think the masters of Xumi Temple will understand."

"You can't put the people on both sides of the upstream in danger for the benefit of his Xumi Temple. Isn't this against the compassionate Buddhist path of the Heavenly Buddha?" Yi Chen curled his lips and said unhappily.

Ying Si's eyes were so presumptuous that he made Yi Chengzi look like a human being.

"The Guizang River was diverted to bypass the Liantai Mountain area. Dams were built along the upstream to regulate the water volume. Water was stored in good years and released in dry years. This is a great merit. Can Xumi Temple still find any reason?" Yi Chen dropped another piece.

"The plan of the national teacher is very good, but those bald donkeys stubbornly refuse to agree?" Ying Si thought for a moment and also made a move.

"The whole world belongs to the king."

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten that except for Liantai Mountain, the other surrounding mountains and rivers are all the land of Daqin."

"I want to build a dam, but it requires countless earthworks."

"Your Majesty, what do you think if I empty all the mountains around Liantai Mountain and leave it alone?"

"I want to test my own cultivation, moving mountains and creating a flat lake from a high gorge, isn't it bold!"

"By then, the beautiful Liantai Mountain will become a place where no one lives, bare, and without the convenience of Guizang River. I will pull out all the water veins and earth veins for him. For the benefit of the people of the world, the masters will not be stingy to make this sacrifice."

Pah!

The national teacher of Daqin made another move.

Ying Si: "...."

"What if Xumituo Zen Temple still disagrees?" Ying Si thought about the chess game and started to argue.

"Don't worry, my Buddhist friend has made another breakthrough in his spiritual wisdom and built a Hongchen Temple at the foot of Daguangming Mountain. Dongzhou and Zhongzhou are integrated. I think it is more in line with our interests for our Great Qin to support Hongchen Temple to lead the Buddhist sects in the world."

"If the masters of Xumituo Zen Temple still disagree, I still have eight hundred ways to deal with them."

"Eight hundred ways! Your Majesty, does it sound very bold?" Yi Chen grinned and made an 'eight' gesture.

Xumituo Zen Temple plays with Yichengzi, do they have the strength?

You want chips, then Yichengzi will give them chips, why bother to kill people with your own hands.

The governance of Guizang River, whether it is diversion or diversion and then confluence, controls the sects of the world, wins the hearts of the people of the world, and occupies the righteousness. Who can and dares not obey?

Governing the Guizang River is a good policy. The river flows, nourishes the mountains and fields, and represents interests. How to govern it is nothing more than a question of who eats the big fat meat and who bears the cost.

This person can be Xumi Tuo Zen Temple or someone else.

Yi Chen did not list the remaining 800 methods, because it might be impolite to talk about it any further.

"National Master, you are a genius. This move redivides the world, divides the world's sects, and builds water conservancy, which is great."

"This will add a big bargaining chip to our efforts to control the three veins of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon."

"I have a national master, it's like a fish in water."

Ying Si didn't expect Yi Chen to have such a big appetite and be so greedy. He looked at Yi Chen deeply and couldn't help sighing again.

As a national master, he always brings his own private goods when he is making trouble, making the cake bigger and giving all the major stakeholders a share of the profits.

"I am just talking on paper. If you want to implement such a big thing, your majesty needs to coordinate all parties."

"By the way, your majesty, I have another unwelcome request."

"I promised my master Bai Yunzi's dying wish and wanted to do something good for the people of the world. I will take on the hard work of managing the Guizang River and moving mountains."

"How about changing the name of the Guizang River to Bai Yunzi River in the future?"

"Then the dam will be called Baiyun Dam." Yi Chen looked at Ying Si and smiled.

Among the three bowls of noodles in life, the face of affection is the most unpalatable. Without Bai Yunzi, there would be no Yichengzi today. He would have been buried in the snow nest long ago.

Now that he has the ability and means, and it is just the right time, he simply took this opportunity to plan today's plan, so as to build a golden body of public opinion for his master, a good man. Good people should not be pointed at by guns.

As long as the operation is done well, if Yichengzi really leaves the star road in the future, this matter is no less than giving Yinlongguan a golden medal of immunity from death.

Anyway, I can beat the kids on a rainy day since I have nothing to do.

"Good! Just follow what the Imperial Master said." Ying Si said with a smile.

At this moment, Ying Si suddenly felt so blessed that he unexpectedly found a wonderful skill.

With a 'snap' sound, the chess game in front of them turned out to be that the white stones were encircling the black stones, and the black stones were greatly defeated.

At this moment, a purple-haired woman walked towards the two of them with a smile.

"National Preceptor, Your Majesty, the matter is settled."

"Xumi Tuo Zen Monastery has agreed to open the secret place where the Buddha's remains were shed, and let the Imperial Master go in and have a look. If there is a martial arts scripture hidden in the secret place, the Imperial Master can borrow it, but the matter of shaping the golden body is not necessary. "

"Xumi Tuo Chan Monastery also said that governing the Guizang River is a first-class good governance and wastes a lot of money. They are willing to send master practitioners to govern with Da Qin. In order to express their respect for the national master, they also presented a large The Resurrection Pill was given to the Imperial Master, and I have brought it back.”

"Good! Great good!" Perhaps this good news made the Grand Master of Qin feel too happy. He actually lost his composure. He pressed a corner of the chessboard with his big hand and accidentally knocked the entire chessboard to the ground.

"Your Majesty, this chess move seems to be impossible, but since Xumi Tuo Monastery understands the general body so well, let's forget about the matter of shaping the golden body. We still respect the wishes of Buddhism. I will go to Xumi Tuo Monastery now."

"Princess Changya, I will trouble you to go to Dragon Falling Mountain to give this Great Resurrection Pill to Lord Yuan. Your Majesty, let's fight again next time!" He blinked at the purple-haired girl, and the Grand Master of Qin did not wait to win. He just ran away in a flash.

Playing chess? What the hell!

In the evening, the setting sun melts gold.

At the foot of Daguangming Mountain, a Hongchen Temple the size of five houses rises from the ground.

Dozens of idle farmers who had finished their day's work were listening to a lecture by a handsome monk on the temple front.

The Divine Wisdom Treasure is solemn and speaks in a warm voice: "Don't worry about this moment and that moment. The retribution and obstacles are all in one stroke. Don't forget the Vajra Purity in front of the temple to save all living beings from anger, stupidity, stupidity, and suffering. But people can Repentance will lead to the Pure Land, and you don’t have to come here to visit.”

"Whoever says that there will be faith will have nothing. If you sow good fruits, you will be celebrated for three lives. Please see the Bodhisattva of all realms giving widely, giving immeasurable joy, immeasurable joy, immeasurable kindness, and immeasurable compassion. Only the heart knows that reverence will appear on the spiritual platform. There is no need to worship the golden body. ”

At this moment, in the market at the foot of the mountain, a young monk with red lips and white teeth sniffed, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

Destiny always goes round and round, everything depends on good and evil, and life is impermanent.

Today, the little monk didn't get lucky and passed by the roast duck restaurant again.

Shen Ye was a little greedy.

At this moment, a pair of jade-white arms stretched out in front of Shenye.

"Little Master, you are the junior fellow of Master Shenhui of Hongchen Temple. We have cooked too much roast duck today. You can take one back to eat." Shenhui raised his head and saw a girl with a bun on her head facing him. Laughing endlessly.

"Amitabha!" Shenye nodded with joy and carefully took the roast duck. The setting sun shone on his thin body, making his shadow grow long.

In the evening, the setting sun melts gold.

On the Falling Dragon Mountain, a strange beast wears a hollowed-out pancake on its fangs and is chatting. A girl wearing a peach blossom mask is sitting on the edge of the cliff swinging her feet. She looks at the sea of ​​clouds and wonders. What was she thinking? At this moment, a purple-haired girl walked towards her.

At this moment, the mountains and rivers are in a foreign land.

A Taoist priest holding a gold-red cassock swept into a valley. He walked into a cave with a happy face. When he heard the noise, a brown bear put down the clay pot in his hand and ran towards the Taoist with a roar.

Snap!

The brown bear immediately fell into a baby-like sleep.

The clay pot lifted from the ground in the distance also flew quickly towards the Taoist's palm under the influence of an unknown force.