At the beginning, Xiaoqing was thinking about how to get Jigong and Fengzhou to fight so that he could reap the benefits.
But unexpectedly, Jigong, the holy monk of Lingyin Temple who was praised to heaven, was knocked to the ground by the blood pill sacrificed by the clam spirit in just a few moves, and he could only run away.
So Xiao Qing pinned his hopes of defeating Feng Zhou on the Clam Spirit who possesses the Blood Pill.
Who would have thought that with the status of Clam Spirit's own magic power, although he could defeat Jigong in a surprise attack, he could only defeat Feng Zhou with hatred when he met Feng Zhou who went all out.
"Even that blood pill is no match for Feng Zhou, and it was once in his hands. How powerful is Feng Zhou? That girl has no hope of revenge!"
When she thought of this, Xiaoqing felt as if she was mourning for her heir.
Just now, I had the thought of seizing the blood pill, but it disappeared.
Even if you have this blood pill, you can't defeat Feng Zhou, but what's the use of stealing it?
Seeing the Clam Pearl returning to the house, knowing that she was seriously injured, Xiao Qing also gave up the idea of killing the monster and grabbing the treasure, sighed, and turned around to leave.
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Feng Zhou walked on foot and strolled by the West Lake, not feeling very happy in his heart.
Although Clam Pearl defeated Jigong with the blood pill, Feng Zhou defeated Mingzhu who had the blood pill and once held the blood pill in his own hands.
But Feng Zhou clearly understood that no matter how powerful the blood pill was, it would still be easy to defeat the clam spirit.
Rather than saying that Jigong lost to the blood pill, it would be better to say that Jigong lost to arrogance.
Because a small clam spirit should not have such a powerful inner elixir anyway, so he cannot completely control it.
The clam spirit could rely on information asymmetry and take advantage of Jigong's contempt for the blood pill to directly knock Jigong down, but it could not completely defeat Jigong.
Even if Jigong gave in to her in every possible way after that, it was because he estimated the owner behind the blood pill.
Feng Zhou had already observed the battle between Jigong and Clam Jing just now, so naturally he would not repeat the same mistake, so he went all out from the beginning and used his magic weapon to make a sudden attack, so that he briefly mastered the blood elixir.
But Feng Zhou knew in his heart that even Jigong knew to take a step back to avoid provoking the big boss behind him. Of course, he would not act blindly and offend Buddhism prematurely.
According to his memory, it seems that the real owner behind this blood pill is a certain big shot under the Buddha. Even Monk Jigong, who was possessed by the Dragon Subduing Arhat, had to kowtow and kneel when he met him. He must have a high status and powerful magic power to seal the boat.
Naturally, he will not be provoked easily.
With no backing, no backing, and no super strength, of course I can't stand out at will.
However, Feng Zhou also gained some benefits from the battle just now.
When the blood pill was held in his hand, a massive amount of spiritual energy poured into it, which not only silently condensed the energy of qi and blood, but also nourished and strengthened the muscles, bones, flesh, and internal organs in the body.
Feng Zhou is a Taoist practitioner, but he has no objection to absorbing a huge amount of Buddha-nature spiritual energy.
There is a slight difference between cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts. The former is more important than a kind of life experience and attitude towards life.
Since Buddhism was introduced to China, it has been rapidly integrated with local culture and has achieved new development.
The absorption of Buddhist culture by Chinese civilization has also brought considerable benefits to Taoism and Confucianism.
When it comes to cultivating immortals specifically, it doesn't even matter.
Most people who practice Taoism and become immortals do not have many people who come from the same lineage. Most of them dabble in many disciplines and learn by analogy to achieve the great path.
In fact, those who cultivate immortality do not need to have a high moral level. Even if they kill people and seize treasures, they can achieve positive results.
As a result, many immortal cultivators often cry out that they want to be free and carefree, covering the sky with one hand. If they don't let them be free, their thoughts will not be clear. If their thoughts are not clear, they will kill the whole family.
A person like Feng Zhou who doesn't kill people to seize treasures doesn't kill his whole family because of other people's bad attitude, nor does he kill temples and destroy Buddhas because they say he has no connection with Buddhism. What he does is just kill some people who are recognized as heinous.
Just a senior.
In fact, in this world, the real evildoers are all in the court, but they have the luck of the dynasty and can only kill each other, but cannot be killed by ascetics like Feng Zhou.
Therefore, if Feng Zhou absorbs some Buddhist spiritual energy, he can definitely straighten his back and do it openly.
In fact, Buddhism is open to all kinds of people, teaching all kinds of people without discrimination, and even the disciples of the Demonic Sect can easily obtain high professional titles.
It is recorded in the seventh volume of the Mahaparinirvana Sutra: "The Buddha told Kasyapa: 'Seven hundred years after I enter Parinirvana, the demon king Boxun will gradually destroy my dharma, just like a hunter wearing the clothes of a mage. The same is true for the demon king Boxun.
In this way, those who pretend to be monks, nuns, Upasakas, and Upasikas can also transform into Sotapanna bodies, until they transform into the bodies of Arhats and Buddhas. The devil uses this appearance with leaks to pretend to be without leaks.
My body is broken and I am rectifying the Dharma.'"
Now in the Southern Song Dynasty, it has been close to 1,700 years since the Buddha's nirvana. Bo Xun's disciples can sneak into Buddhism and pretend to have a leak-free body, even turning into an Arhat body.
Therefore, it is completely insignificant for Feng Zhou to absorb some Buddhist spiritual power.
Of course, no matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to seize the blood pill, because it would cause great consequences, which Feng Zhou could not provoke at the moment.
However, we don’t dare to mess with big causes and effects, but we don’t care about small ones.
For example, if the green snake hiding behind his back just now dares to come out and cause trouble and provoke him, Feng Zhou won't mind letting her suffer some more blows.
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The official roads outside Lin'an Prefecture are bustling with people and traffic, showing a very prosperous atmosphere...
Among the bustling crowd, a group of people stood out.
A group of horse-riding guards, all tall and muscular, about forty or fifty people, surrounded by three luxuriously decorated carriages, slowly walked into the official road. The guards along the way seemed to have received the message and let them go without checking at all.
You must know that the Song Dynasty was short of horses. After Zhao Gou rebuilt the Southern Song Dynasty, even the theoretical land for raising horses was gone. Therefore, horses are very rare livestock. Most wealthy people ride donkeys when traveling far away.
Therefore, when seeing this group of people, anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that they are neither businessmen nor ordinary officials, but most likely wealthy and powerful people from a high position.
Based on this understanding, as the convoy continued to move forward, the surrounding passers-by and caravans took the initiative to move aside, not daring to compete with this convoy.
"The southeast is beautiful, the city of Sanwu, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Every time I read Liu Sanbian's poem, it means going south to Lin'an. When I read 'There are three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus', I feel even more eager to cross the river with a whip!"
"
From one of the carriages, a young man’s admiring voice came,
Immediately a middle-aged man in the car whispered: "Master, after all, this is the capital of the Song Dynasty. There are many eyes and ears. The master is dressed in a white dragon fish suit, but his bearing is impressive. Anyone with knowledge can tell at a glance that the master is anything but ordinary."
, you still need to be cautious.”
"Well, I...I understand."
While he was talking, a group of carriages and horses had already entered Hangzhou through the city gate.
"Sir, should we go to Banjing Pavilion first, or go straight to the Ministry of Rites?"
At this time, a mounted guard at the front turned his horse and came to the carriage and asked in a low voice.
"Let's go and stay at Banjing Mansion first. As for going to the Ministry of Rites, don't worry about it. I want to take a nice tour of the West Lake. Even the people of Song Dynasty don't dare to be dissatisfied at all!"
The mounted guard replied respectfully, turned around and trotted to the front of the team, and then under his leadership, the group headed straight for the west city along the main street.
The clattering of horse hooves and the rattling of wheels on the bluestone ground slowly rippled to the heart of Hangzhou city.
The curtains of the luxurious carriage, which was tightly protected by numerous guards, had been lifted at some point, revealing a handsome face as beautiful as a crown jewel.
This man is graceful and noble, with big eyes and a straight nose. He is about twenty-seven or eighty years old, but he seems to have the demeanor of being able to dominate others and swallow up thousands of miles.
Looking at the boundless scenery of the West Lake from a distance, and looking at the Jiangnan women on the road up close, I couldn't help but show a trace of greed in my eyes, and sighed: "I will ride to Wushan one day, and I will definitely enjoy the graceful and delicate beauty of the Jiangnan women!"
Originally he was about to lower the car curtain, but suddenly his eyes widened.
His eyes were attracted by a beautiful figure wearing green clothes following him.
With his status, he would naturally enjoy endless romance with countless women, but when he saw that charming and lively beauty, his eyes couldn't help but bulge.
Those big, smart eyes were filled with a mischievous and cunning look, which actually made him feel amazing and fresh.
"I want to get her..." the young master said calmly, pointing to the woman, "I want... I want to get all the information about her."
He originally wanted to say "Let this girl sleep with me", but after a second thought, he changed it to "I want to get all the news about her". After all, this is the Song Dynasty, so it is better to be cautious.
"According to the order!" The guard captain immediately bowed and saluted, then pointed to a guard and ordered him to handle the matter.
Neither the young master nor the middle-aged man noticed the abruptness of the word "Zunzhi".