Chapter Nine hundred and twentieth: Sending Monk Zhiming's Nether empowerment to Monk Zhang An
In the giant city in the secret realm of Tiantai, Master Wisdom withdrew his hand from the disciple in front of him, whose half body was burnt black and had no breathing, and silently shook his head.
"Zhang An, Zhiming, his injuries are too serious and irreversible!"
"Master!"
After hearing the words of Master Wisdom, a look of unbearable expression suddenly appeared on the face of the great monk Zhang An.
"Your Dharma is boundless, is there nothing you can do about it?"
"If Zhiming is not dead, there may be some ways to think of, but..."
Master Wisdom shook his head gently.
"Although you used magic to lock his soul into the body, his soul has now completely separated from the body. In other words, Zhiming is already under the control of the Netherworld... What a pity!"
Having said this, Master Wisdom sighed slightly.
"Now we can only send Zhiming to the Netherworld City of Wasted Death and entrust Prince Jiancheng to take care of it. Then, after the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk is completed, we can protect Zhiming's soul and let him reincarnate with the memories of his previous life!"
"..."
After hearing the words of Master Wisdom, monk Zhang An's brows suddenly wrinkled.
"Master, Junior Brother Zhiming didn't say that someone in our sect leaked the news. Now that the "Eight Parts of Tianlong Achievement Sutra" has been collected by Qingweizi of the Taishi Bureau, five pieces of it have been collected. What should we do about this?"
"call!"
In response to Monk Zhang An's words, Master Wisdom did not immediately reply, but exhaled a long breath.
"The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon Achievement Sutra is too important to our Fahua Sect and must be recovered... The old monk will write a letter to Wang Yuanzhi, the Dharma Master of the Shangqing Sect, and ask them to translate it on his behalf to see if he can
You can't pay some price to redeem the five Buddhist scriptures from the other party; and Zhang An, please contact the contemporary Yinniang and tell her that the old monk wants to ask her to steal the scriptures from Qingweizi for the sake of Buddhism...
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"Master!"
Monk Zhang An did not directly refute the idea of Master Wisdom, but replied somewhat euphemistically.
"It is said that Qingxiazi from the Taoist sect is an unparalleled genius. He has defeated many earthly immortals in just a few years of practice. Not long ago, when Qingxiazi from the Danding Sect went through the tribulation of the earthly immortals, our Fahua Sect also went to some places.
Immortal, the result... Moreover, it is said that the contemporary Yinniang's assassination skills are unparalleled in the world, but when it comes to theft..."
"Well! What you said, Zhang An, is absolutely true. You really can't count on Yinniang for this matter!"
The wisdom master pondered for a moment and then said.
"By the way! Doesn't Kong Kong Jing Jing claim that as long as he has money, he can do anything? Zhang An, please contact them and say that you are willing to pay a lot of money to ask Kong Kong'er to steal "Eight Eight" from Qing Weizi.
"The Heavenly Dragon Achievement Sutra"... In short, no matter what method we use, we need to get those few Achievement Sutras in his hands!"
"yes!"
After hearing the words of Master Wisdom, Monk Zhang An immediately replied respectfully.
"Disciple will go and do it soon..."
Having said this, Monk Zhang An spoke again.
"Master, how should we deal with the fact that Junior Brother Zhiming said there is a spy in our Fahua Sect?"
"Zhang An, you are the leader of the Fahua Sect now, so you don't need to ask the old monk about these little things..."
As soon as Monk Zhang An finished speaking, he heard the wisdom master on the side wave his hand impatiently.
"Just handle it yourself!"
"yes!"
Monk Zhang An agreed again, and then turned to look at Monk Zhiming lying on the bed.
"Master, then this disciple will first send Junior Brother Zhiming to the City of Wasted Death, and then contact Yinniang and Kong Kong Jingjing..."
"Go for it!"
Master Wisdom also looked at his disciple with some sadness, and then waved his hand.
"The old monk is also going to start writing letters to the Shangqing Sect!"
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Somewhere in the backyard of the Fahua Zong Guoqing Temple, there is a black-red door with a faint blue frame. From time to time, you can see monks coming in and out of this door, which is very lively.
This was after the Ghost King of the Netherworld established an alliance between the Crown Prince and the Fahua Sect. In order to facilitate these monks to go to hell... to enter the Netherworld to build infrastructure or convert ghosts to practice, a large amount of resources were spent to build a semi-
Permanent portal.
Monk Zhang An held the body of his junior brother Zhiming, walked through the portal with a solemn face, came to the gate of the unfinished City of Wasted Death, and said to the cold-faced black-armored guards.
"I would like to ask you all to inform me that I would like to receive initiation from the Fahua Sect and seek an audience with His Highness Jiancheng!"
After hearing what he said, the black-armored guards present raised their heads and glanced at him silently. Then the person standing at the back immediately turned his head and walked towards the city of Fusi.
A quarter of an hour later, the black-armored guard came out of Fusui City again, nodded towards Monk Zhang An, and motioned for him to come in.
"Thank you very much!"
Although Monk Zhang An was holding the corpse in his arms and had no smile on his face, he still nodded politely and thanked him, and then walked into the streets of Wusi City and walked towards the inner city.
It can be seen that the layout of this city of vain death is somewhat similar to that of Qingwei's Yunzhong City. They are both directly copied from Chang'an City, and the actual area is almost the same, but it is always bathed in light with the one of Kong Qing.
Compared with the Yunzhong City, this city of Fu Shi, which has always been in darkness, seems a bit gloomy.
Monk Zhang An walked along the street, and soon saw a soldier in front of the gate of the Outer Imperial City who was different from the soldiers around him who had cold faces and did not look like living people. He was wearing a purple official uniform and had three long locks.
Bearded, a very serious-looking official.
Monk Zhang An is no stranger to this official, because he is Prince Jiancheng's right-hand man in the netherworld, Wei Zheng, who washes horses in the East Palace!
"Wei Tanyue..."
Because he was holding the body of his junior brother Zhiming in his arms, Monk Zhang An did not put his hands together, but bowed slightly to salute.
"Can His Royal Highness be in the East Palace?"
"The initiation master came just in time, His Highness has just returned from the Yangshi world..."
Wei Zheng nodded slightly to Monk Zhang An in return.
"Please come with me!"
"Thank you!"
Monk Zhang An agreed, then he hugged Monk Zhiming's body and followed Wei Zheng towards a temporary palace in front of him. As a result, before he could reach the entrance of the palace, he heard from the main hall of the palace.
Li Jiancheng's furious voice came out.
"This damn guy Xu Shixu, if he hadn't recommended him in front of Aye with all his strength, how could he have served as the chief historian of Zuo Wuhou and the Duke of Zhending County based on his ability... But now that Gu went to find him, he actually still
Hypocritically telling Gu that he will not disobey Aye’s wishes, bah! Looking at Gu, he is like a rat and a rat!"
"Your Highness..."
Then, a woman's voice was heard coming from the palace.
"Since this Xu Shixu is so ungrateful, how about letting the slave family stab him to death as a warning to others?"
The next moment, Monk Zhang An heard Li Jiancheng's deep voice coming from the house.
"this……"
At this moment, Monk Zhang An saw Wei Zheng beside him shouting without hesitation.
"Not allowed, Your Highness!"
Then, Wei Zheng was seen speeding up his steps, rushing into the palace hall with three steps at a time. Monk Zhang An also followed Wei Zheng holding the body of his junior brother Zhiming.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Monk Zhang An saw Li Jiancheng, dressed in black, with a face as dark as water, sitting on the main seat with anger still lingering, holding a wine glass in one hand. A blue two-handed sword floated above him.
On his left side, a beautiful woman in white clothes sat on his right side.
"Your Highness!"
After entering the palace, Wei Zheng first clasped his hands and bowed to Li Jiancheng, and then said with a sincere face.
"You hold the power of the underworld. You only need to patiently accumulate an army of 100,000, and you will be able to defeat the King of Qin with an unstoppable force and return to your position. Why do you need to attack Governor Xu?"
"snort!"
After hearing Wei Zheng's words, Li Jiancheng immediately snorted dissatisfied.
"Gu just wanted to find Xu Shixu and ask him to give Gu some support, but he ended up giving Gu a hard time. If Gu didn't give him some advice, he would really think Gu was a lost dog now!"
"Your Highness, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages!"
After hearing what Li Jiancheng said, Wei Zheng immediately opened his mouth to explain.
"Xu Governor doesn't understand His Highness' power, so he thinks His Highness is inferior to King Qin, so he would do such a thing. As long as His Highness defeats King Qin and takes back the throne, then he will naturally fall to His Highness... Why is there any need?
What about the guilty person?
What's more, the king behaves upright and upright in every word and deed, so how can he do such an outrageous thing as sending assassins to kill his subordinates?"
"Wei Zheng!"
Just as Wei Zheng finished speaking, and before Li Jiancheng could speak, the woman in white had already darkened her face.
"Are you openly defying me?"
"Don't dare!"
Wei Zheng clasped his hands into fists and replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"I'm just doing my duty faithfully..."
"alright!"
After seeing Pei Xinru and Wei Zheng fighting again, Li Jiancheng waved his hand impatiently.
"You two, stop arguing, eh! Since Wei Qing thinks it's inappropriate, let's talk about this later... By the way, Wei Qing, you came to see me today, what's the matter?"
"Is such that!"
After seeing that Li Jiancheng gave up the plan of sending people to assassinate the governor of Yuzhou who dared to oppose him, Wei Zheng did not continue to persist, but got down and talked about business.
"The initiation master of the Lotus Sect asked for an audience outside the city and reported it to me. I was worried about something important, so I personally brought the initiation master here."
With that said, Wei Zheng turned sideways and let out the initiation monk behind him.
"Master Initiation, please!"
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Although he had watched a good show, the initiation monk had been trained in sitting meditation for many years. No matter how ridiculous he was, he could keep his face calm and not laugh. He took a step forward with a normal expression and nodded to Li Jiancheng.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has received enlightenment from the Fahua Sect!"
"waived!"
Li Jiancheng raised his hand to signal the initiation monk to stand up, and then looked curiously at the charred monk Zhiming in his arms and said.
"Master Enlightenment, what are you...?"
"This is the old monk's junior brother Zhiming. Not long ago, he was killed by Qingwei from the Taishi Bureau in Northern Xinjiang in order to help His Highness find the key to refining the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk!"
The great monk who initiated the initiation explained with a sad face, and then placed the monk Zhiming in his hand on the ground.
"The old monk came to Netherworld today just to ask His Highness the Crown Prince to take good care of Junior Brother Zhiming. In the future, after the Six Paths of Reincarnation is completed, Junior Brother Zhiming can be reincarnated..."
"oh!"
After hearing the words of the initiation monk, Li Jiancheng immediately said something comprehensive.
"What do you think I am? It's all a trivial matter. Don't worry, great monk!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
After receiving the initiation, Monk Zhang An put his hands together, thanked Li Jiancheng, turned around and pinched the seal with his hand, placing it a little between the eyebrows of Monk Zhiming's body.
"I, um, ni, ba, mi, hum... get up!"
After the initiation monk finished reciting the six-character mantra, the group of people present saw the confused soul of the monk Zhiming standing up from his body, with a dull expression, as if he was still deep in death.