What bad thoughts can a monk have and what bad things can he do?
Especially great monks like Lu Qian, who are tall and majestic, have resolute and majestic looks, move like dragons and tigers, and have a majestic temperament. At first glance, they are a good person. They are seen by pedestrians on the road of Hellfire City, patrolling soldiers and officials, and other kinds of people.
As long as anyone sees him, no one will think that he will do anything bad.
Therefore, after driving all the way, Lu Qian easily arrived at the north gate of Yanchao Imperial City.
The square in front of the north gate is large and round, and there are many and busy pedestrians in the square. Except within a radius of more than 20 feet from the north gate, no one dares to approach because of the intimidation of the guards in front of the gate. The huge square is bustling with traffic and very lively.
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Lu Qian stood on the edge of the crowd, at the critical line twenty feet away from the north gate of the imperial city, and looked up above his head.
A blue-purple cloud of luck rolls above the head, with a radius of ten acres and is shaped like a Ganoderma lucidum.
Before setting off to Hellfire City, Ling Wuyou formally built an altar, summoned hundreds of officials, and worshiped Lu Yi as the imperial advisor of the Hu Dynasty. The treatment he gave was the same as Zhu Zijian, the leader of the Qingyun Kingdom.
He has the same status as Ling Wuyou and enjoys the emperor's honor guard and other privileges.
Ling Wuyou invested a lot of money.
So at this moment, Lu Qian could no longer feel any rejection from Yuan Ling Tian. He seemed to be a pure, native Yuan Ling Tian, who was in perfect harmony with the entire world.
Yuan Ling Tian, such a powerful and prosperous world, its heaven and earth inspiration, heaven and earth Dao Rhythm are more than a thousand times, ten thousand times more powerful than the Holy Heaven? Standing in the square, there is a stream of mutton soup that hits your face.
The hot wind made Lu Qian clearly feel the strange flow of Taoism...
"It's just a pig. If you put it in Yuan Lingtian, as long as it lives long enough, it can cultivate." Lu Qian clicked his tongue in surprise.
In such a spiritually prosperous place, no matter Qingyun Kingdom or Yan Dynasty, there are so many mortals all over the streets. Apart from being slightly healthier and stronger, they are like stubborn rocks, with no understanding of the avenues of heaven and earth, or the wisdom of heaven and earth.
No feeling at all.
Even more than 99% of the people don't even have martial arts skills.
It can be seen how well the upper-level forces of Yuan Lingtian, these sects, dynasties, and countries large and small protect the secrets of cultivation.
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Then, Lu Qian had a thought in his mind.
It was completely impromptu, without any premeditation. Lu Qian looked at the guards at the north gate of the imperial city who had gradually turned their attention to him, and said with a smile: "I poor monk, for... for... for... well,
I came here to promote Buddhism."
‘Om’!
A low curse was shouted.
As soon as the breeze picked up, around Lu Qian, within a radius of a hundred miles, there were countless people in Hellfire City, no matter men, women, old or young, rich or low, rich or poor, or those domestic animals and poultry, from old cows to stubborn donkeys, yellow dogs and hens, and even those in the sewers.
Rats, water snakes, cockroaches, ants, etc., whether smart, stupid, or congenitally idiot...
A small, dim Buddha seal appeared in their minds at the same time.
This Buddha Seal constantly has traces of Buddhist thoughts seeping out, motivating these creatures, whether they are human or non-human, causing the blood and energy in their bodies to flow on their own. Some simple Buddhist essences are naturally imprinted in their souls, and some superficial Buddhist introductory concepts are naturally imprinted on their souls.
The scriptures also shine brightly in their minds.
This is a great introduction.
As long as the creatures within a hundred miles of radius practice according to the law, this introduction will gradually become stronger, transforming them and introducing them to Buddhism.
When these people are human and non-human, when they have achieved cultivation and understand the way of cultivation... Lu Qian is looking forward to the impact they will have on the Yan Dynasty.
Lu Qian resolutely decided that as a 'virtuous monk', wherever he goes in the future, he will pass on this Buddhist tradition. Anyway, for him now, it is not possible to use this method of transformation.
It takes too much effort from him, doesn't it?
The guards at the north gate of the imperial city have been paying attention to Lu Qian for a long time.
Such a burly monk is nearly one foot and three feet tall barefoot. After putting on monk boots, his height reaches a steady one foot and three feet (one foot and twenty-three centimeters), which is nearly twice as tall as an ordinary person!
Such an eye-catching living person stood more than twenty feet away from the north entrance, dazed for a long time. How could he not attract attention?
A group of guards strode forward.
There were still several feet away from Lu Qian, and the leader of this group of guards had already sternly scolded: "It is strictly forbidden to stay or spy in this important place in the imperial city. Monk, go further, otherwise, we will arrest you and put you in the heavenly prison, where you will be tortured."
The suffering.”
While the leader of the imperial guard was scolding, the officials of the Yan Dynasty who had just left the Tianhuo Tower, some of whom needed to go to the north for business, flew out from the sky above the north gate on clouds.
Lu Qian looked up and saw these important officials of the Yan Dynasty, and immediately grinned.
"Everyone, please stay. The poor monk has come from afar. When he sees you, he is a rich and noble person... He is destined to be a poor monk!"
Lu Qian took out the extremely powerful purple gold alms bowl and held it up in his hand with a smile: "Please don't be stingy and make a good relationship with the poor monk..."
Lu Qian's voice was extremely loud and resounding for hundreds of miles, causing a group of important officials to lower their heads and look over.
A group of guards looked up hurriedly, and suddenly they saw such a group of big shots being disturbed by Lu Qian's yelling. The guards were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat and started shouting loudly.
"That crazy monk, you are going to die!" The guards drew their swords and quickly pounced on Lu Qian.
Lu Qian smiled "haha" and kicked him out.
The guards, who were surrounded by a faint light of fire, were like a group of voles that had been kicked by an elephant, vomiting blood, rolling, and rolling all over the ground and rolling far away.
Over the north gate of the imperial city, several officials of the Yan Dynasty heard the movement and suddenly lowered their heads to look down.
Seeing Lu Qian's fierce kick, which actually knocked over dozens of guards, a man wearing a breastplate, a phoenix-winged helmet, and a sword on his waist, who was obviously a military general, suddenly
He pointed a sharp finger at Lu Qian.
There was a muffled sound, and fire exploded in front of the man. An extremely thick red copper dragon stick, about one foot in diameter and only five or six feet long, was spraying with flames and carrying high temperature, and it hit Lu Qian heavily.
This coiled dragon stick is extremely heavy, shoots out flames, and its power is truly astonishing.
The general who took action grinned and sneered: "Where did this damn bald donkey come from... How dare you..."
The other ministers who came with him also smiled and nodded.
In the Yan Dynasty, the Xu Dynasty, and even many surrounding dynasties, and even in the areas controlled by the Yunluo Ancient Kingdom and the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty, Buddhist cultivators were extremely weak. There were no famous Buddhist cultivator sects in such a large territory.
There are only a few scattered monk temples and nunneries dotted around, doing some shady things like harboring filth and evil.
Therefore, although Lu Qian's appearance was excellent, these officials of the Yan Dynasty just firmly believed that the thief monk who dared to attack the imperial guards at the gate of the imperial city was doomed.
The person who took action was Mu Yao, a member of the Mu clan from the family represented by Sifu Sibi of the Yan Dynasty.
The wealth of the Mu family is only lower than that of the Jiang family, and the Yan Dynasty Zhennan Army is the base of the Mu family.
Mu Yao's coiled dragon stick is a spiritual treasure passed down from generation to generation by the Mu clan. It is an innate thing bred from an ancient volcano, and it has been blessed from generation to generation by the ancestors of the Mu clan who have spent countless efforts and countless precious materials.
Sacrifice and refinement, the net weight of this coiling dragon stick alone is as huge as six elephants!
Especially in the Panlong Stick, there is a bit of the origin of the earth fire poison that was born innately. Its fire power is blazing and the fire poison is domineering and ferocious. Once it touches the skin and flesh, it will immediately burn the five internal organs, burn the meridians, destroy the acupoints, and directly attack the mind and soul.
It is necessary to burn people until their souls are gone.
A group of courtiers were either reserved or smiling ferociously.
Then, all the smiles suddenly froze.
Lu Qian raised his right hand, gently and deftly, like a flower monk on a spring outing in the countryside, lightly flicking off a wicker stick that had just sprouted. Without any effort, he lifted the dragon stick that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Mu family.
Caught in hand.
Then, a golden light flashed between Lu Qian's brows, and a terrifyingly powerful spiritual power rushed into the Coiling Dragon Stick.
Mu Yao's body swayed, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out more than ten feet away. The imprint of his soul left in the Panlong Stick had been directly erased by Lu Qian without any reason.
The dragon-coiling stick made a high-pitched roar, and a large black-green fire flame rolled, burning Lu Qian's arm crazily.
Lu Qian's arm emitted a shimmering golden light, showing no damage at all.
He put away the purple gold alms bowl, took out the diamond gun, and smashed it against the coiling dragon stick.
Every time it was hit, the Coiling Dragon Staff let out a wail, the flames all over its body dimmed a little, and the volume became smaller. After hitting it for hundreds of times, the Coiling Dragon Stick became obedient and obedient like a little lamb, obediently shrinking to the thickness of an arm, five
Six feet long, it was very docile and allowed Lu Qian to hold it in his hand.
"This stick is good, and my spear just needs to be replenished, so you're welcome." Lu Qian glanced at Mu Yao with a smile, grabbed the Panlong stick and was about to stuff it into Beiming Ring.
To the south of the imperial city, several huge fire clouds rolled over.
Song Yuan, Jiang Wei and other important ministers took a different route from Mu Yao. They left the imperial city through the south gate. But they had just arrived near the city gate when they heard the movement here, so a group of powerful cultivators
The ministers actually arrived faster than the guards guarding the imperial city.
However, Song Yuan, Jiang Wei and others had just arrived. In the imperial city, more than a dozen groups of flames shot up into the sky like retrograde meteors. The generals of the imperial guards stationed in the imperial city finally responded.
In an instant, more than twenty masters who had reached the Golden Lotus Planting Realm, or even half-stepped the Golden Lotus Opening Realm, arrived one after another.
In particular, one of the important ministers of the Mu family, Mu Yao's father, Mu Huan, who was also one of the four assistants and four bis and was responsible for the financial and taxation affairs of the Yan Dynasty, saw the Coiling Dragon Stick in Lu Qian's hand and cursed directly: "
Incompetent waste, a disgraceful thing...ah, how can I trust you to entrust the important matters of the Mu clan to you?"
After a pause, Mu Huan shouted coldly: "As expected, you are still far behind compared to your brother!"
Song Yuan, Jiang Wei and others all looked at Mu Huan's words, there were too many private goods!
Mu Yao, who was vomiting blood, rolled his eyes and looked at his own father as if he was seeing an enemy!
Lu Qian held the dragon coiling stick tightly, looked at the father and son who had a complicated relationship, and laughed "hehehe".