Chapter 191: Meeting the Concubine in Hanshan Temple
Lu Heng was sitting on the carriage, wondering what he was thinking.
I prepared some snacks for my daughter, and when I heard the tea stall guest say this, I felt a little nostalgic.
When he was in the Northern Song Dynasty, he could be said to have swept the world's wealth.
There is no real experience of the daily life of the people.
Giving up this family business now is also a kind of relief.
He is not suitable to be emperor.
"Dad, mom, they are not worthy of Xinxin, where are we going?"
As the eldest princess of Daxia.
After learning Taoism's carefree wind control, Lu Heng can be said to be dedicated to teaching martial arts.
Even though Lu Xin was only ten years old, she really wanted to take action. After Lu Heng established the capital in Luoyang, even the imperial guards were no match for her.
The strength has reached the top level in the world.
The second daughter Lu Jue is also very talented, but she loves learning martial arts more than the eldest son Lu Xiao. However, because of her playfulness, her strength is only close to the peak of the first class.
If outsiders knew about this, they would all be robbed.
"Be good, Dabao and Erbao. If your mother doesn't want to play with you, I will take you out to gain experience. Didn't you always clamor to go out of the palace to play in the past?"
Wearing white dresses and inheriting the high-quality genes of Lu Heng and Yang Xiaoqin, they are also beautiful embryos.
As a daughter slave, Lu Heng really doted on his two little darlings.
Even Yang Xiaoqin occasionally gets jealous of her daughter.
The carriage was driving in the wilderness. Lu Heng had no immediate goals. Although the route was to Lingnan, he did not rule out meeting people from the Demon Sect.
According to his intelligence, Yang Guang was able to rise to power because the Demon Sect and the Yin Kui Sect were supporting him.
In addition to this, Lu Heng also thought about whether to compete for the [He's Bi] and the [Evil Emperor's Relic].
These two treasures were of great help to him in improving his strength.
It just takes a specific time to get effective information.
It has been a long time since he met an opponent who could fight with him. After practicing for fourteen years and experiencing the changes in the two worlds, his mentality gradually calmed down and became less irritable.
As a middle-aged man in his thirties, Lu Heng has gradually adapted to ancient life. On the contrary, what he likes is not just grudges and feuds, but only when he stimulates his full level of understanding can it bring him a trace of happiness.
"Erbao, there is a temple in front of us. Let's go in and take shelter from the rain, okay?"
I looked up at the sky and saw drizzle falling.
The scenery south of the Yangtze River is his favorite place, and it is more suitable for settling than the north.
He opened up the body-protecting energy, hugged the two little ones, left the carriage, flew to the temple gate, and locked the door.
soon.
A young novice monk opened the temple door.
"Amitabha, this is the donor?"
"Little master, I'm passing by your temple. It's raining outside. I want to stay overnight. Is that possible?"
"Of course. Master said it's convenient for others. Please come with me, donor."
The young novice monk seemed to be a member of the martial arts community, with five or six years of martial arts experience. Although Lu Heng didn't like the monk, he didn't want to cause trouble, at least as long as others didn't take the initiative to offend him.
Lu Heng would not kill him painfully.
What's more, Lu Heng rarely got angry with others when his daughter was around.
After entering the temple, Lu Heng discovered that the temple was actually the Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou.
I'm in a pretty good mood.
"Hankong, who's knocking on the door?"
"Replying to the master, it's just a passerby passing by our temple to take shelter from the rain. He is a guest staying overnight, and he brought two girls with him."
"Go and prepare some ginger soup. The weather can change at any time, but don't catch a cold. Come back and do evening classes after finishing your work."
No one was seen, only sounds were heard.
As for the loud sound, it seemed to be mixed with some coughing sounds.
The monk may have suffered internal injuries and was very tired.
Within fifty miles, Lu Heng could not detect any disturbance.
There are only five monks in the Main Hall. In addition, there are also some Jianghu people staying here in the inner temple of Hanshan Temple.
Follow the monk Hankong and enter the guest room.
Lu Heng casually took out a piece of silver, handed it to him, and said with a smile: "This is the money for the sesame oil I am supplying to your temple. Please accept it, young monk."
"Thank you donor, Buddha will bless you, Amitabha!"
Hankong was young, so he naturally laughed and became more respectful after receiving money.
Lu Heng hugged his two daughters on the bed and let them sleep on their own.
I sit cross-legged and meditate, but the sound cannot stop coming to my ears.
"Ning Sanren, Master Fei Xuan, and Master Fusheng, the abbot of this temple, are ill. In their early years, they were injured by Shi Zhixuan, the leader of the Demon Sect's Huajian Sect."
"Hanshan Temple has been away from the world for many years and has ignored the affairs of the world. What do you mean by coming here today?"
Lu Heng was curious.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I left Suzhou, I met the supreme master Ning Daoqi and Shi Feixuan, the descendant of Cihang Jianzhai.
It is said that Ning Daoqi hooked up with Cihang Jianzhai because of his martial arts practice. He was nominally the number one Taoist, but he was despised by the Taoist sect.
As a supreme master who is as famous as Martial Master Bixuan and Yijian Sect Master Fu Cailin, it is difficult for ordinary people to see him like this.
Just listen to the clear and crisp voice of an oriole.
"Amitabha, Master Fu Sheng is in ill health. The master knows it. This time I sent Concubine Xuan down the mountain for training. She passed by your temple and came here to pay her respects. There is nothing else to do."
"According to seniority, Zen Master Wu Xin can be considered to be of the same generation as the master. I once heard the master mention that there was a Hanshan Sword Palm in Hanshan Temple that was famous in the martial arts world. This time Fei Xuan came here to learn from it."
Lu Heng chuckled, his figure just jumped a few times, and with the help of the moonlight, he came to the front hall.
"Master He Fang, please show up."
It is naturally impossible to hide in front of Ning Daoqi.
Lu Heng didn't even think about hiding. He walked out of the darkness calmly and said with a smile: "I'm just a passerby staying overnight. I just happened to hear someone mention Hanshan Sword Palm and I was curious to find out more."
"Hey, it's you."
"Hankong, do you recognize this layman?"
An old monk came out.
The young novice monk hurriedly said: "He is the generous donor that the disciple just reported to the master."
"I see, you must also be a Jianghu person. This Hanshan Sword Palm is a secret that is not passed down by Buddhism. I still have to serve the master, so I won't chat with a few of them."
"As for Miss Shi Fei Xuan, please go back and tell Master Fanqing Huizhai that Hanshan Temple has retired from the world and no longer cares about worldly affairs, Amitabha!"
Zen Master Wu Xin looked neither sad nor happy.
Turn around and enter Hanshan Temple.
Lu Heng's figure flashed and appeared directly at the entrance of the main hall of Hanshan Temple.
Except for Ning Daoqi, no one present saw how he got in, and they were a little surprised.
"Amitabha, is there anything else, donor?"
"I heard that Master Fusheng is ill. I do know some medical skills. If I can save your master, can you let me know a little about the Hanshan Sword Palm?"
Lu Heng's words made Zen Master Wuxin hesitate. He was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "If we can really save the master, this temple will satisfy any request of the benefactor."
"please!"
Lu Heng didn't care, he was just curious.
For him, martial arts in the world has long lost the joy it once had.
I just never thought that I would meet Shi Feixuan and Ning Daoqi just after leaving Suzhou.
Why did they come to Susu? It must not just be to experience some martial arts.
as expected.
Ning Daoqi and Shi Feixuan followed.
Lu Heng followed Wu Xin into the Zen room.
Light a few incense candles and insert them into the incense burner.
Lying on the bed was an old monk who was in frail health, probably in his eighties, and his face was pale and bloodless.
There seems to be a bit of aging.
Lu Heng didn't get close, he just narrowed his eyes and scanned for a long time.
"It's not a big problem. The physical injuries are not too serious. It seems that he was subjected to a strange martial arts that trapped his mind and caused him to become unconscious."
Lu Heng's understanding of spiritual power is naturally very deep.
If he didn't guess.
This person must have been mentally suppressed and unable to move.
He casually took out a jade flute.
"Everyone, you'd better cover your ears and don't listen."
Wherever his eyes went, he just nodded to Ning Daoqi and said: "You don't have to. Those who have less than fifty years of skill will leave the meditation room."
(To be continued)
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