"It turns out to be the temple of Yue Yinping! No wonder such a god with an eccentric temper and even killed those who spoke dirty words has not been demolished by the people. Instead, it is still located in the prosperous place of Qiantang, enjoying the incense of all people."
"Zhu Yuanzhang, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, treated these loyal ministers and generals of the Song Dynasty extremely well. After Lizong of the Song Dynasty, the Yue family was completely rehabilitated and was granted the title of king. In addition, the Ming Dynasty established temples to offer sacrifices. The government also paid great attention to such temples.
To provide shelter, this is the so-called grace of two dynasties."
The ancients attached great importance to loyalty and filial piety, and many folk temples were built in mourning by later generations. Local people worshiped them for generations. They never believed that such gods would do anything evil to them. If the gods killed people, they would definitely
What evil deeds did the murdered person commit?
And this kind of absolute belief actually leads to the confusion of folk gods, which are far different from the gods.
Folk gods come from a variety of sources, some are human substitutes, some wish to become gods by chanting incense, there are ghosts and ghosts, and there are even monsters pretending to be gods.
"Qiantang County, by the West Lake... By the way, it's not far from here. Isn't it the Lin'an Mansion of the Song Dynasty!"
Only then did Ji Xiang remember that the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty was not in Hangzhou. Qiantang was the capital county of Lin'an Prefecture. It was only a few days' walk from the ancient Lin'an Prefecture, but it was the number one county under the rule of Lin'an Prefecture.
The Fengbo Pavilion in Dali Temple in Lin'an is where Yue Fei died.
"This is good, bump my fist and come up!"
Ji Xiang was very happy! It was hard to find anything, and it took no effort to get it. Last time he went to the Yinshan Sect, he saw that the Yinshan Sect's dojo was wiped out, but he couldn't find any trace of Song Ting. He didn't expect that he
Because his body and spirit were damaged, after flying out of Dingjia City, he ended up in the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty!
Based on the situation in the Forbidden City, combined with the extremely powerful demon that Lady Yin Ping dealt with before, she may have found another lair of Song Ting.
Ji Xiang made a decision that went against his "ancestors" at that time.
fishing.
The demons that Lady Yin Ping got rid of might have been raised by Song Ting. She has been here killing demons for so long, and she is just an ordinary folk god with not very powerful magic power, but no one has ever caused trouble to her.
, which makes sense.
However, the person behind the demon will not let her continue to mess around like this. This time he helped Lady Yin Ping, maybe it will attract the attention of these people, and maybe soon, someone will come to visit.
She did.
"It not only allows me to kill demons indirectly, but also helps me find the possible stronghold of Longevity Palace. It also allows me to quickly recover my body and spirit. After all, as the number of manifestations increases, a large number of incense wishes will also
Accelerated gathering.”
"And what this brings is a steady stream of good deeds."
Killing four birds with one stone, this deal is absolutely cost-effective. All it requires is a little incense and help in the early stage. Ji Xiang was very generous in this regard and performed a wave of sculptural flashes for Lady Yin Ping on the spot.
This is to tell her that she has enough power, and you can use it as much as you want. If you still can't use it up after defeating the monsters, you can just throw the skill into those ravines.
But the statue of Zhenwu flashed for a moment, which shocked Lady Yinping, but soon she was overjoyed:
"Great Emperor Welling! Did you grant my request?"
"Thank you, Emperor!"
She was overjoyed, and Ji Xiang appropriately gave her some of the incense. Under the power of this incense, the damaged parts of Lady Yin Ping's body quickly recovered.
"Her body and spirit recovered so quickly. Sure enough, is it because of the foundation of her faith?"
Ji Xiang looked at his share of incense and gave it to Lady Yin Ping. The injuries she had suffered before disappeared visibly to the naked eye. Those fluttering places on her body were the lost form and spirit, and now they began to regroup.
.
The evil energy at the level of a mere primordial spirit cannot compete with the incense coming from Ji Xiang's body. The Purple Golden Pill has just been achieved, and the evil energy under the Pure Yang realm will immediately melt away when it touches Ji Xiang's incense.
Remaining.
It's just that Lady Yin Ping's body and spirit recovered so quickly that Ji Xiang was also puzzled. It was very difficult to condense her body and spirit with her own incense. How could she share it with others and it would be as if the medicine cured her illness?
Is it true that Tang Monk's meat is of no use except for Tang Monk himself, and that everyone else can live forever if he eats it?
Lady Yin Ping was blessed by the statue of Zhenwu. She looked at everything that happened to her body in surprise. The injuries at the places damaged by the spirit demon were instantly restored, and the aura of those demons also disappeared without a trace!
But after she was surprised, when she looked at the Zhenwu statue again, she did not say thank you, but felt a deep awe of the unknown.
"...Emperor, have you really come to my little temple?"
Emperor Zhenwu's throne was raised high in the sky, inspecting the world in all directions. At this time, Lady Yinping began to murmur in her heart, thinking that it was Emperor Zhenwu who was responsible for killing the Yuanshen demon before, and not
Is it the spirit of the statue?
But... who is using Zhenwu's divine throne, and who has such great abilities?
And who can get the imperial court's permission to take over the throne of Zhenwu?
"Maybe I'm overthinking it."
Lady Yin Ping returned to her own statue, while Ji Xiang hid in the statue of Zhenwu and didn't care about the little girl's thoughts. She was both Zhenwu and not Zhenwu. She had the form and spirit of Zhenwu with a white face, but not Emperor Zhenwu.
of God.
"Strictly speaking, Bai Mian Zhenwu and Emperor Zhenwu are not the same existence, but one of Zhenwu's predecessors."
Lady Yin Ping returned to the statue to rest, but the troubles in Lady Yin Ping Temple had just begun.
On the next day, the government officials told the Qiantang County Magistrate that the temple owner showed up to reprimand them, and the monks from Lingyin Temple also heard about it. Except for the young monk in white, they came all at once.
Three great monks.
"Four Arhats, are you really trying to pry something out of my mouth?"
Ji Xiang's practice was interrupted again, and he was very unhappy. After all, because of the arrival of the Qiantang County magistrate and the monks of Lingyin Temple, the incense in the temple was sluggish again. Not only were there no incense offerings from the wealthy businessmen, but also ordinary people were not included.
None of the pilgrims can come in, which is like a monthly income of 100,000 yuan suddenly reduced to 1,500 yuan.
Of course Ji Xiang doesn't have a good look on this group of people.
Come to visit without bringing some incense?
Fortunately, Ji Xiang didn't need to show any power this time. Lady Yin Ping emerged from the statue, came to the four Arhats, and asked dissatisfiedly:
"I heard about what happened before. You dared to take away the statue of Lord Zhenwu from my temple. Do you have my permission?"
"Masters of Lingyin Temple, have you gone too far? I advise you to leave here as soon as possible."
Her heroic face was now filled with murderous aura.
When she went out, these monks came to move her things. Now that she knew about it, how could she feel good about it?
After all, the powerful spirit of the Zhenwu statue was the key to saving her life in the first place. If the monk in white had moved the statue that day, her Zhenwu spell would not be able to borrow the power, and she might really die at the hands of the Yuanshen realm monster.
.
Then he looked at the Qiantang County Magistrate:
"Mr. Zhou, our friendship is not light. Whenever something happens to your wife and daughter at home, I often come to you. Firstly, I am grateful for the many good things you have done for the people of Qiantang County. Secondly, I see that you are pious in worship and have virtuous ancestors.
For my sake, after all, although you are not an upright person, you are still a good official, but I didn’t expect you to bring these monks to snatch my incense and take things from my temple, which makes me disappointed."
The Qiantang County magistrate was speechless for a moment. If it was said that the monk in white took the initiative, it had nothing to do with him, and it would appear that he was shirking responsibility. Moreover, the monk in white also had some friendship with him, so he was thinking of how to defend himself.
, among the Arhats, an older monk came to the rescue of the county magistrate and clasped his hands to her:
"Amitabha! Donor Yue, what happened last time was indeed the disciple's rudeness. The old monk took the disciple's place to show you the fault. I came here today for two things. The first thing is indeed for the sake of this Zhenwu.
I came here for the statue, but the second thing is for you."
Lady Yin Ping laughed: "For me? You monks come to me, a woman like me. You are really impure."
The monk in white felt that Lady Yin Ping's words were very insulting, but the other three monks showed no sign of this. Instead, the old monk looked at the monk in white who wanted to interrupt and warned him:
"The so-called Arhat is to get rid of all the troubles in life, kill all the thieves of troubles, understand the meaning of lifelessness, cut off the view of the three realms, and the confusion of thinking. If you are stirred by one or two words, your mind will not be stable, how dare you call it Arhat fruit?
?”
The monk in white clothes immediately clasped his hands and retreated.
Lady Yin Ping said calmly to the old monk: "Master Jingxian, is this child your disciple? Is your family style so unsightly? Are you teaching him to take things randomly?"
The old monk recited the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha! The poor monk has neglected his duty to discipline him. When he went back this time, he was asked to copy the Shurangama Sutra ten times to clarify his mind and nature and not be deceived by evil thoughts. Then he was allowed to come to the temple again.
I have been serving incense for a year, but I don’t know what the Master Yue punished me for..."
"No need."
Lady Yin Ping's face was solemn: "I don't want to be in the same temple with this eminent monk. I'm afraid that in a year, my merit box will disappear."
The white-robed monk's brows moved, his mind fluctuated, and he did not dare to raise his head.
The old monk was very happy, because the lady in the silver bottle could say such words, which meant that the matter was over. Humiliation and other things were trivial matters. Even the emperor could not escape the accusation in this world.
Give pointers.
"Okay, poor monk, let me tell you in detail about the second thing."
Lady Yin Ping was confused: "Why start with the second thing?"
When the conversation got to the point, Master Jingxian also spoke seriously, but he did not answer her question. Instead, he asked:
"You, you went out to slay demons yesterday?"
Lady Yin Ping nodded: "Yes, how about it?"
Master Jingxian: "The place where demons are conquered is in Phoenix Mountain...?"
Lady Yin Ping asked in a deep voice: "How did you know? You monks are still following me!"
"I'm going to conquer demons, what are you going to do? If you don't come to help me, are you going to kill me?"
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the temple was tense. Lady Yinping felt that these monks had bad intentions, so Master Jingxian immediately explained: "Donor Yue, don't be angry. It's not the poor monk who is following you. The poor monk is following you in his own name."
I guarantee that Lingyin Temple has no idea what happened from beginning to end."
"It's just that this evil spirit actually appeared in Phoenix Mountain, which is really beyond our expectation. The reason why we know this news is because an expert came to Lingyin Temple and told you about your appearance in Phoenix Mountain.
It’s just us.”
"So the poor monk came here and wanted to ask, this time you adapted to the world and responded to the people's prayers. So who is this prayer, and who asked you to go to Phoenix Mountain?"
"That place is where the imperial palace of the Song Dynasty is located. If the demon dares to occupy the palace as its lair, it must be killed. But we would rather know who discovered this."
Lady Yin Ping asked: "It doesn't matter who asked me to go. This is me adapting to the world, not you. Moreover, who is the master you speak of? Master Jingxian, as Lingyin
One of the four great Arhats in the temple, is there anyone you can call an expert?"
"A monk in the pure Yang realm?"
Master Jingxian: "The master claimed to be the ancestor of Yulong Taoist Temple, but the poor monk has never seen him, so he is not sure that what he said is true. So next, the poor monk is going to Jade Dragon Taoist Temple, and Donor Yue can follow him.