In the mountains between Nanyue and Nanzhao, a simple Buddhist temple stands on the top of the mountain, with a plaque named "Lingjiu Temple" hanging on the gate.
On the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, many devout ascetics and believers worshiped all the way up, which looked very spectacular.
If you enter the temple, you can see monks banging wooden fish and chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name; some monks add oil and incense to ensure that the incense is continuous; and some monks temper their bodies and shout constantly.
Obviously, this is an important Buddhist stronghold in the deep mountains and forests.
In the backyard of the Buddhist temple, the leader of the contemporary Pure Land Sect hurried to a Zen room, stood at the door, lowered his head and said softly: "Let me tell you, Buddha, the two masters Zhenyi and Zhenyong seem to have disappeared."
Xuantang's melodious voice came from the Zen room: "Don't worry. The two of them are assigned by me to go to Chang'an to deal with a major matter. If everything goes well, they might be back in a few days."
"Chang'an? Isn't Chang'an the capital of the Qin Kingdom?" Hearing this, the head of the Pure Land Sect asked with a hint of surprise on his face.
In the Zen room, Xuantang nodded slightly and said: "Yes, if the two of them go smoothly, they may be able to destroy most of Qin's national destiny and prevent Qin from turning over."
"Oh, who would have thought that the Qin State, whose national destiny was gradually dissipating and showing signs of national destruction, would suddenly have its national destiny condensed and endless."
"If I leave it alone and don't do something, my fellow seniors will gossip in front of the teacher for no reason."
Hearing the last sentence, the leader of the Pure Land Sect standing at the door suddenly stiffened and felt a little regretful. Why did he ask such a troublesome question?
Is it easy for outsiders to find out about the discord between Buddha's disciples?
For a moment, the leader of the Pure Land Sect could neither advance nor retreat. He wished he could disappear on the spot.
Xuantang, who was in the Zen room, sensed the unnaturalness of the leader of the Pure Land Sect, and said: "Since you have heard everything, how can you pretend not to hear it? Come in and chat with me for a few words."
The leader of the Pure Land Sect hesitated for a moment, then walked into the meditation room with a grimace.
"Do you know the specific reason why I asked Zhenyi and Zhenyong to go to Chang'an?"
Xuantang looked at the head of the Pure Land Sect with a kind face and kind eyes, and asked warmly.
The bitter look on the face of the leader of the Pure Land Sect became even more intense. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, little monk."
Xuantang smiled mysteriously and said, "Guess."
The head of the Pure Land Sect pondered for a moment and said: "Buddha once said that the champion prince of the Qin Kingdom is very likely to have great luck."
"Fozi just said that the trip of the two masters is related to the fate of the Qin State. Could it be that the two masters went there to attack and kill the champion?"
Xuantang showed admiration: "Not bad, I guessed most of them right at once, but I'm still a little bit worse. Keep guessing."
The head of the Pure Land Sect thought for a while and added: "If the champion is really blessed with great luck, he will not die so easily. The Buddha should have other means."
When Xuantang heard this, the expression of admiration on his face became even stronger.
"I have carefully studied the birth and demise of the national destiny of the dynasty. At the end of the dynasty, under the general trend, the national destiny of the old dynasty will gradually weaken and die, and the national destiny of the new dynasty will be born, gradually grow and replace it."
"But this is not inevitable."
"Before it is completely destroyed, when the new dynasty's national fortunes are not strong, the old dynasty's national fortunes will have a big explosion, taking the opportunity to die and live again. Therefore, at the end of a dynasty, amazing characters often emerge to save the building from collapse.
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"If it succeeds, the old dynasty swallows up the national destiny of the new dynasty and can survive for a while. If it fails, the old dynasty is completely destroyed and replaced by the new dynasty."
"Then Lin Ze must be a figure who emerged from the Qin State. One month ago, the Qin State destroyed Chu with an army of 300,000 and unified the world again, which further verified this."
"If there were no Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism in the world, and Lin Ze in the Qin State suppressed the country's destiny, the country would continue for hundreds of years, and there would be no problem."
"It's a pity that under the calculations of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, the Qin State has no choice but to perish. No matter how strong the country's fortune is, it will not help."
The head of the Pure Land Sect nodded thoughtfully and kept these words in mind.
As far as he knew, whether it was luck or national destiny, it was an area that usually only the Buddha was qualified to deal with, and he had seen it today.
"So the Buddha sent two masters to Chang'an to attack Lin Ze, basically to destroy the Qin State's national destiny. But Lin Ze has great destiny, what method should be used to destroy it?"
Xuantang smiled brightly and said: "It's very simple. It's nothing more than using Zi's spear and attacking Zi's shield. Since Lin Ze was born at the right time, most of his luck comes from the fate of Qin."
"The fate of the Qin State is in the hands of the Emperor of Qin. No matter how strong Lin Ze's fortune is, it cannot compare to the contemporary Emperor Qin."
"I just used a little trick to ask the contemporary Qin Emperor to join forces with me to kill Lin Ze. Under the circumstances of the conflict, he, Lin Ze, is no more than a disciple of Fang Xiandao of the small sect, how can he escape?"
The head of the Pure Land Sect suddenly thought of Lin Ze's arrogant figure in front of Hangu Pass that day, and subconsciously said: "What if he really escaped?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the leader of the Pure Land Sect regretted it and hurriedly apologized: "Young monk deserves to die. You should not say such depressing words. Please forgive me, Buddha."
The smile on Xuantang's face disappeared, and he looked coldly at the head of the Pure Land Sect, and then returned to his gentle smile: "Even if Lin Ze can escape, Qin's national destiny will still suffer heavy losses."
"At least in the near future, when the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism join forces to destroy Qin's national destiny, the backlash they will receive will be much lighter."
The head of the Pure Land Sect took the opportunity to flatter him and said, "The Buddha has a wonderful plan and a perfect plan. When the Buddha learns about this, he will definitely be full of praise and be filled with joy."
This was originally a kind word, but after hearing this, Xuantang scolded the leader of the Pure Land Sect with an angry look on his face: "How can you evaluate the teacher? Get out of here."
The sudden scolding caught the head of the Pure Land Sect off guard and made him feel annoyed and angry.
However, Xuantang's status was noble and his martial arts skills were much higher than his. The leader of the Pure Land Sect dared not speak out in anger, so he could only leave in despair.
After the leader of the Pure Land Sect left, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Xuantang's mouth, without even a hint of anger.
Just listen to Xuantang murmuring to himself: "I don't know how many things I have calculated, not only the two calculations, but I just don't know if they will cooperate."
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In the Yangxin Hall, Hu Hai stood on the steps, his eyes dull, looking a little lost.
Placed in front of him were two big, bright heads with angry eyes.
A trace of blood seeped out from the fracture, reminding Hu Hai all the time that these two heads had just been taken off and were very fresh.
After Lin Ze used all his trump cards, it was no accident that two high-level old monks in the Soul Realm died in his hands.
Lin Ze stood in the center of the hall, looking at Hu Hai with a smile and a cold look in his eyes: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"