Chapter 846 [Exploring the Buddha Heart Tower at Night] (1)
Hu Xiaotian said: "The power of faith!" He cast his eyes towards Fanyin Mountain in the distance, saw the brilliant golden light on Fanyin Mountain, and whispered: "What is that shining thing?"
"The Golden Dome Hall is the most solemn and mysterious place in Fanyin Temple."
Hu Xiaotian nodded, and a cavalry team came towards their position in the distance. The cavalry team was all composed of warriors wearing brown leather armor. It seemed that the leader was either rich or noble. Hu Xiaotian and Xia Changming quietly stepped aside.
, most of the believers who were kneeling on the road stood up to hide, but there was still one person lying there motionless, completely unaware of the arrival of the cavalry behind him.
The horse team was marching at an unabated speed. Seeing this, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but worry about the believer. If the horse team continued to march, wouldn't it trample the believer into a pulp? He looked at the warrior leading the team, but saw that the warrior's face was cold.
, obviously had seen the believer on the ground, but had no intention of stopping.
Just as the cavalry was about to trample over the believers, a green shadow flashed in the crowd, but an old monk wearing a coarse robe blocked the cavalry's path. He shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! Good! Good!"
When Hu Xiaotian saw the old monk, he was immediately surprised. It turned out that the old monk was Master Yuanmu, the eminent monk of Tianlong Temple.
The leading Black Hu warrior looked at the old monk in front of him coldly. The Black Hu people believe in Buddhism, but the Buddhism they believe in is different from Central Plains Buddhism, so the first reaction when seeing Master Yuanmu is not special respect. He does not understand the Central Plains language.
, murmured to Yuanmu, but Yuanmu couldn't understand what he said. He turned around and came to the kneeling believer and picked him up from the ground. It turned out that the believer didn't want to get up, but
He was so cold that he passed out.
The black-bearded warrior was quite surprised when he saw that the skinny little old man Yuanmu had picked up the big man on the ground effortlessly. He gritted his teeth, suddenly urged his horse to rush forward, raised his whip and shined it.
Yuanmu's back was slapped hard.
Although Hu Xiaotian secretly scolded the black-bearded warrior for being rude, he had no intention of helping him. Given his martial arts skills, this black-bearded warrior was ignorant and would most likely suffer a big loss.
Sure enough, before Yuanmu could take action, another person from the crowd rushed out and grabbed the black-bearded warrior's riding crop. With a shake of his arm, the black-bearded warrior Nuoda's body had been dragged off his horse by him.
The person was wearing a yellow monk's robe. He was a Buddhist monk with a bald head and a beard, a high nose and deep eyes. A pair of dark blue eyes were cold and gleaming. He did not have the calmness of a Buddhist disciple at all. The black-bearded warrior fell at his feet. The monk raised his feet and
He kicked the black-bearded warrior in the face. This kick caused the black-bearded warrior to have a bruise all over his face.
This stirred up a hornet's nest. The group of black-bearded warriors all drew out their scimitars from their waists and surrounded them. The monk Qiu Xu laughed loudly and rolled up his long sleeves, revealing two strong arms as strong as fine steel. Obviously, he wanted to give this gang a try.
Give the guy with the eyes a lesson.
Just when a battle was about to break out, there was an angry sound like a silver bell from behind. A young man wearing a white mink coat rode up from behind on a white horse, raising his whip and shining it at the group of black-bearded warriors.
After a severe beating, Hu Xiaotian saw clearly that the young master in white turned out to be the Black Hu Princess Sima. They really met her everywhere in life, but he never expected that he would meet her in the Black Hu hinterland thousands of miles away.
Hu Xiaotian was happy that Xima was an extremely fragile link in Black Hu, and might be of some use to him.
Sima bowed and apologized to the Qiu Xufan monk. The Qiu Xufan monk smiled, muttered a few words and turned around.
Hu Xiaotian and Xia Changming were watching in the crowd. When Xima's cavalry left, Hu Xiaotian winked at Xia Changming. Xia Changming immediately understood and followed the cavalry to see where they would end up.
Hu Xiaotian found Yuanmu. Master Yuanmu took the fainted believer to a shelter. Monk Qiu Xufan asked someone to turn him into a bowl of hot soup. Master Yuanmu massaged the believer a few times and helped him wake up.
After giving him a few more mouthfuls of hot soup, the believer gradually came to his senses, and finally there was some color on his face. The monk with a long beard muttered a few words to him. The believer got up and knelt down to Yuanmu, and Yuanmu quickly
Pulled him up.
Hu Xiaotian watched from a distance and concluded that the monk Qiu Xufan should be the interpreter specially hired by Master Yuanmu.
Master Yuanmu seemed to sense something. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Hu Xiaotian, only to see a strange man in the distance looking at him with a smile. This smile contained a somewhat familiar meaning. Master Yuanmu had profound cultivation and insight into the world, almost
I guessed who this man was at the first moment. In fact, this was related to Hu Xiaotian's desire to take the initiative to reveal his identity. If he didn't want Yuanmu to recognize him, he wouldn't show his signature smile.
Yuanmu said a few words to the Qiu Xufan monk, then stood up and walked over to Hu Xiaotian. Hu Xiaotian greeted Yuanmu and said respectfully: "Master, you are well."
Yuanmu smiled calmly and said, "It's really amazing how diverse the donors are."
"Everything can change without departing from its origin. Sun Wukong is also ever-changing, but he still cannot escape from the palm of the Buddha."
Yuanmu was slightly startled. He obviously didn't know the story of Sun Wukong fighting Tathagata Buddha.
Hu Xiaotian determined that Yuanmu was invited by Ji Feihua to assist in boxing. Since Yuanmu is here, Ji Feihua must be not far away. He smiled and said: "Master came alone?"
Yuanmu turned around and glanced at the Qiu Xuban monk and said: "That eminent monk is Master Zojirushi, an old friend of the poor monk for many years. I will introduce him to you later."
"Okay, okay!" Hu Xiaotian secretly sighed at the old monk's cunning. He knew clearly who he was asking, but he deliberately thought about other things.
Yuanmu said: "The poor monk just arrived here and hasn't found a place to rest yet."
Hu Xiaotian said: "In that case, why not go to my place."
Yuanmu was not polite to him: "Then I'm sorry for bothering you." He asked Hu Xiaotian where he lived, and didn't rush over. He let Hu Xiaotian go first, and he and Zojirushi would go there later.
Xia Changming followed a circle and came back to meet up with Hu Xiaotian. It turned out that Xima was specifically escorting the Buddha bones of the Black Hu monks back to the temple. Hu Xiaotian secretly thought that at that time, Xuantian Lei exploded, and Black Hu, including Bu Buma,
The four great masters were all blown up and annihilated. Where did the Buddha's bones come from?
Xia Changming didn't understand this either. Xima and his party were staying at the Buddha Heart Building in Guyingbao today and had no plans to enter the Fanyin Temple for the time being.
They returned to the Huangsha Inn. Xiong Tianba was cooking meat. He was not born to be a cook, so the kitchen was filled with smoke. He was so smoked that he burst into tears. His face was covered with ashes, and he burst into tears.
He turned into a big painted face, which was extremely funny. Xia Changming quickly took over his work.
Xiong Tianba came to the lobby while coughing, and muttered: "There is no business at all in this useless place. There hasn't been a single customer in the past few days since we took over..." While they were talking, the two old monks
Knocked on the door and walked in.
Hu Xiaotian stood up to greet him with a smile. Xiong Tianba touched the back of his head and secretly exclaimed.
At this moment, Xia Changming came out of the kitchen carrying a large plate of hot mutton. He saw two more monks in the lobby and secretly shouted affronted.
But I didn't expect that Master Zojirushi's eyes shone when he saw the plate of mutton, and he pointed at the mutton and his mouth.
Yuanmu sighed and said: "You guys with six impure roots are still so greedy. They are not outsiders and can understand Chinese."
Master Zojirushi laughed loudly and said: "Damn, I'm so suffocated, this mutton is so damn delicious!"
Xiong Tianba and Xia Changming opened their mouths at the same time, almost losing their tongues. Master Zojirushi came to Xia Changming like a gust of wind, looking salivating. Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Master, just use it slowly, no need to be polite."
Zojirushi waited for him to greet him and grabbed a leg of lamb from the tray. Not afraid of burning his hands, he opened his mouth and bit into a large piece of meat and chewed it. As he ate, he murmured: "It smells so damn delicious."
, there seems to be something missing with meat but no wine, boys, is there any wine?"
Xiong Tianba nodded and came over with the mare's milk wine. Zojirushi shook his head and said, "I can't get used to the fishy smell, but it's better than nothing." He grabbed the wine bag, raised his head and drank it.
Hu Xiaotian came to Yuanmu and said with a smile: "Does Master also use some?"
Yuanmu shook his head and took a piece of dry cooking cake from his sleeve: "I can just eat this as a poor monk."
Master Zojirushi glanced at him with some disdain and said: "Hypocritical, it's not like you haven't eaten it before!"
Yuanmu was quite embarrassed by what he said, but Hu Xiaotian and the other three couldn't help but laugh.
Master Zojirushi is obviously much more interesting than Yuanmu. After a while, he was having a heated fight with Hu Xiaotian and Xiong Tianba.
He shook his head and sat down by the stove alone, baking his cakes in silence.
Hu Xiaotian took a freshly baked naan and handed it to him, and Yuanmu thanked him with a smile.
Hu Xiaotian said: "Food and wine have passed through the intestines, but they remain in the heart of the Buddha. In fact, if you really have a Buddha in your heart, you won't mind these details."
Yuanmu said: "Everyone has his own destiny. A poor monk cannot reach the realm of Zojirushi." He took a bite of the roasted naan and nodded. Apparently he was quite satisfied with the taste of the roasted naan. He whispered: "Just now
That cavalry team is escorting Princess Blackbeard."
Hu Xiaotian nodded and said: "I have found out this matter."
Yuanmu said: "I heard they live in Buddha Heart Tower."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Master's information is equally well-informed."
Yuanmu said: "Someone asked me to inform you and invite you to go there together at midnight tonight."
When Hu Xiaotian heard this, he was surprised and happy. Master Yuanmu said that the person who invited him to visit the Buddha's Heart Tower at night must be Ji Feihua. As expected, she came to Lone Eagle Castle. She was still the same as in the past, walking alone and elusive.
, but no matter what, Hu Xiaotian likes it so much in his heart.
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