Zhu Biao and Xu Huizu are already dusty memories of the Ming Dynasty.
What do they get when they get together?
Orthodox status and popularity
With them here, no matter who is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty now, they are just usurping the throne.
In the next room, two cranes exhaled fragrant mist, and a mirror hung in the air, fixed between the two cranes.
Li Yu used the White Crane Kung Fu and switched the mirror image from time to time, showing real-time scenes of the Zhengjing Gate, Jia's Mansion, and the Forbidden City.
He could also clearly hear the acknowledgment drama next to him, which made Li Yu even more confident.
Without any legal support, he could successfully help her rise to power, let alone Zhu Biao, the most upright and popular person in the Ming Dynasty.
"Maybe I need some help."
Li Yu moved his fingers, and a paper crane flew out of his hand and disappeared quickly.
In Longhu Mountain, two Taoist priests were sitting across from each other. Zhang Daoling and Zhang Sanfeng were meditating.
Their two Taoist skills complement each other, and after competing for so many days, each other has made great progress.
Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng's eyebrows moved, and a paper crane fell on his shoulder.
He stood up and said: "Heavenly Master, family teachers are calling each other, this junior is leaving."
Zhang Daoling was quite reluctant to give up. He had seen not only 100,000 but also 80,000 disciples in the Taoist sect. This was the first time he had seen one with such amazing qualifications.
I really don't know where the serious Taoist found such a precious disciple. He shook his fly whisk and said: "In this case, I can't force him to stay. You tell the serious Taoist master and let him come to Longhu Mountain to discuss Taoism when he is free."
Zhang Sanfeng responded, moved his figure, flew through the air, and quickly disappeared.
In the Zhengjing Sect, Li Kui looked excited. He waved his fist and said: "I, Tieniu, have long disliked the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. This Ming Dynasty has the same name as Gongming. How come his surname is Zhu and he is the emperor? I, Gongming
But my brother can't do it. Let's rush into Yanjing and seize the bird's seat."
Song Jiang's face was dark and red with blood. He pulled Li Kui and said, "Tieniu, don't talk nonsense!"
"Who is going this time?"
Huang Xin had a strange expression on his face. He looked around the room and finally looked at Xue Pan, who was indifferently beside him and was chewing a thousand-year-old ginseng.
Everyone's eyes followed him towards Xue Pan. Xue Pan pointed at himself, looked around and said, "No way, it's me again?"
"Master told the elder to go back without any hesitation."
Xue Pan shouted: "I won't go. Every time I go to Ming Dynasty, I am scared to death. I either encounter weird people or monsters."
Lu Lingqi smiled and said: "Aren't you from the Ming Dynasty?"
"Who said that? I am from Bianliang and I am an old Bianliang person."
Xue Pan really loves Bianliang. As long as you have money, you can buy anything here, especially after the ghost market was moved to the ground.
Bianliang was originally located in the center of the Six Dynasties. The business roads crisscrossing the land and water were very convenient. Merchants gathered here. The goods they brought brought together the elite of the world in Bianliang.
Song Jiang chuckled, "Elder Xue Pan, Brother Li Yu asked you to go by name. There must be something important that requires you. If you don't go, wouldn't it be too interesting?"
Xue Pan didn't hear anything else, except that he had to do it, and he felt a little proud for a moment.
He patted his belly and said, "Well, since I am the only one who can help him, what else is there to say? I have nothing but loyalty."
Behind Song Jiang, Wu Yong whispered: "Is Headmaster Li too trusting? He only needs one Xue Pan, and he dares to do it?"
Song Jiang chuckled and said, "This is what makes a skilled person bold."——
Looking at Zhang Sanfeng in front of him, Li Yu was a little surprised.
"Why so fast?"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "It's close, my disciple is at Longhu Mountain."
Li Yu smiled and said: "That's a lot of improvement. Otherwise, even if it's Longhu Mountain, I wouldn't be able to get here so quickly."
"Master, what are your orders?"
Li Yu shook his head and said: "This matter will involve the fate of the Emperor. Don't interfere. I want you to come. As long as you protect Jinlian and Daiyu."
"Where are the two senior sisters now?"
"Jinling, Jia's Mansion." Li Yu said: "If you go directly to Jia's Mansion, just say that you are Daiyu's friend, and they will definitely let you stay there temporarily."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and turned to leave. Li Yu said: "Remember, don't interfere with anything. Unless someone wants to harm the two of them, don't take action."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded, bowed to Li Yu with a smile, then opened the door and left.
Li Yu called Xue Pan here because he wanted to ask him to take action as the heir of the Xue family, one of the four major families, to clean up the situation after success.
This time, he doesn't plan to let anyone take action. Just like in the Song Dynasty, he wants to fight alone——
Tianheng Mountain, Wolong Temple.
There is a naturally formed canyon in front of the temple, about 800 meters long and 200 meters wide, with unfathomable depth.
There are three pontoon bridges on it. Lingyun Crossing is the dividing line between the mortal world and the Buddhist world. The Three Saints Bridge spans this canyon and is the passage between the mortal world and the Buddhist world. The three-arch bridge symbolizes the Three Saints of the East.
In the infinite abyss under the bridge, two people sat, both with bald heads.
"Sakyamuni, it turns out you are imprisoned here." Jin Chanzi gloated and laughed: "It's a shame that you have hundreds of millions of disciples, but no one wants to save you. I was the only one who traveled across mountains and rivers to find you."
Opposite him, there was a man who looked like a monk, with eighty-one golden chains wrapped around his body, tightly tied to the lotus platform.
Sakyamuni smiled bitterly and said: "No matter whether it is a real Buddha or a fake Buddha outside, they will not allow me to show my face."
"This is strange. Don't your disciples and grandchildren also want you to be born?"
"What they want is the name Sakyamuni, as well as his Buddha statue, golden body and various stories." The monk trapped on the lotus platform sighed and said, "But the last thing they want is for my true body to appear.
, once I appear, they will not be able to misinterpret my meaning to deceive the world."
Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "You see clearly. Do you know that in today's world, there are countless people using your name to do whatever they want outside. They enslave others, prostitute women, enjoy leisure and indolence, and exploit
What is even worse among the common people is that there are demons from the West, wearing the skin of you and your disciples, instilling evil ways into a group of stupid people, which is causing great harm to people."
"That's why I'm trapped here. If I disappear, they can enshrine me on a high altar and enjoy people's worship of me. If I'm gone, no one will punish them, even
Believers will blame everything on me. The more devoutly they pray to the Buddha statue, the greater the harm they will do to me, because their thoughts are constantly being fed into the rope that binds me."
With endless loneliness on his face, Sakyamuni pointed at Jin Chanzi and said: "You and I, how talented we are, will inevitably be 'offered' in the end. Rather than being placed in countless majestic halls, I would rather be smashed to pieces."
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Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "I have thought of a great idea. You will soon see the day when Buddhism will be pure."
