After Yu Xian listened, he felt a little disgusted with Buddhism.
He asked directly in confusion, "Could it be that those bronze mirrors have been under the White Horse Temple for all these years? Has no one paid attention to them?"
The God of Luoshui heard this and replied, "Not many people know about this matter. Some of them who figured out the inside story only destroyed the bronze mirror corresponding to their own position. As for other things, they must also have some games.
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Yu Xian generally understood.
This secretive act of destroying one's luck is inherently a secret act, so most practitioners are not aware of it at all.
Those who noticed it felt that this was an opportunity that could be exploited.
Therefore, after breaking the bronze mirror corresponding to his side, he ignored the others.
Yu Xian looked at Luo Shen and opened his mouth.
The God of Luoshui seemed to have seen what Yu Xian was thinking, and said helplessly, "I have little strength, and there is nothing I can do against them. Besides, I can't let the Luo River burst its banks and flood Luoyang, right?"
Yu Xian scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "Where are Kasyapa Mateng and Zhu Falan now?"
"These two people were seriously injured and could not survive the passage of time. They passed away not long after. These two guys seemed to be some important figures in Buddhism. When they died, seven treasures appeared, golden flowers fell to the ground, and there were sounds of praise and worship.
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Yu Xian made a comparison in his mind. If the gods were just powerful people in ancient times, then conversely, it can be speculated that Kasyapa Mateng and Zhu Falan are probably Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Buddhist system.
Yu Xian was a little reluctant and continued to ask, "After these two people died, could it be that no one paid attention to this place?"
Luo Shen shook his head and said, "The rise and fall of a religion is very powerful. Who dares to get involved lightly? And not long after that, two more monks came. One was the original prince of the Anshi Kingdom, named An Shigao, and he practiced Theravada.
Buddhism. One is an eminent monk from the Yuezhi Kingdom, named Zhiluo Jiaxie. He practices Mahayana Buddhism."
"These two people have unpredictable magical powers and are not ordinary people. After they came to Luoyang, they started translating scriptures and teaching disciples in a low-key manner at White Horse Temple. Even the Emperor of the Han Dynasty praised them highly. As time went by, the matter was delayed.
Last year, Dong Zhuo burned Luoyang and left, and the White Horse Temple was also destroyed by fire. An Shigao and Zhiluo Jiaxie were also missing. Now it seems that there may be something else going on."
When Yu Xian heard what Luo Shen said, he suddenly remembered something.
"It seems that Qin Jing, a doctoral student at that time, also received the dictated "Buddha Sutra" from Yicun, the envoy of the Dayue clan. Later, he interpreted the dream of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty and welcomed the Buddha from the east. I don't know if there was anything in between.
There is no connection."
Yu Xian was lowering his head and thinking.
The Luoshui goddess suddenly felt something in her heart and said nervously, "She is back, I have to go."
"What?" Yu Xian didn't react for a moment.
Then, the Luoshen was seen turning into smoke and slowly disappearing on the Luoshui River.
Yu Xian came back to his senses, and if he realized something, he quickly left his dream.
Not long after I opened my eyes, I saw Qing Qingzi arriving gracefully and landing on the boat.
Yu Xianhe couldn't help but sigh when his thoughts were confirmed.
She is indeed the force responsible for the Heming Taoist Palace, even the God of Luoshui is afraid of her.
However, this also reminded Yu Xian that when the time came to transfer the seal to Luo Shen, he would have to try to avoid Qing Qingzi's sight.
When Qing Qingzi came back, he sat cross-legged and meditated as usual.
However, he seemed a little impatient with waiting, so he asked more this time, "Did you find anything during the night?"
Yu Xian was worried and didn't know what to say to Qing Qingzi.
Seeing this question, he took advantage of the situation and said, "There was nothing happening at night. But the disciples have some plans. Since it is the Buddha's Tribulation, we might as well go directly to the White Horse Temple to have a look. It just so happened that I also remembered some things from before..."
With that said, Yu Xian refined what he heard from Luo Shen and said it to Qing Qingzi.
Qing Qingzi shook his head after hearing this and said, "No need. The person who deserves the disaster hasn't arrived yet, so whatever we do is wrong. Let's wait any longer."
Seeing that Qing Qingzi couldn't explain it, Yu Xian secretly thought about whether he should find an opportunity to steal one or two of the bronze mirrors back.
Since Heming Daogong allows him to do things, he should still have this degree of freedom.
However, Buddhism is not easy to mess with, and Qing Qingzi does not dare to fall into trouble easily. There may be a fight when the time comes.
You should have prepared yourself in advance.
Yu Xian opened his mouth and spat out Jia Ju Lao's Shijue copper stove, washed it clean with water plants in the Luo River, and then started to use magic to fish in the water.
This time, as soon as the net-shaped aquatic plants moved, many large fish that were more than a foot long rushed to jump into the fishing nets made of aquatic plants.
Yu Xian couldn't help but smile on his face.
Then we took clean water from the river and slowly burned the copper stove.
When the aroma emanated from the copper stove, Yu Xian was about to invite Qing Qingzi to eat with him when he saw Qing Qingzi stand up and look upstream of the Luo River.
A small boat slowly appeared there.
Yu Xian took a look and said casually, "Fairy Qing, don't pay attention to them. They were here yesterday, and it seems they came to inquire about our progress."
After Yu Xian finished speaking, the boat did not leave as wisely as yesterday, but instead rowed closer.
Yu Xian looked a little confused, stood up and shouted loudly, "We don't agree with each other, so why do you have to ask for trouble?"
As if fearing that he might misjudge the situation, the boat stopped far away.
Then, a letter was thrown into the cabin.
The letter rotated rapidly and flew towards the bamboo raft.
Seeing that Qing Qingzi had no reaction, Yu Xian stepped forward and opened his palm, letting the letter fall into his palm.
The letter was thin and there seemed to be nothing in it.
Yu Xian dropped his eyes and looked at the envelope.
Above are the three words Gonggongzheng, "Zhong Yuanchang."
Yu Xian's expression changed immediately.
Isn't this the secret Confucian method that ensnared Zhang Lu in the first place - seeing the words is like the face!
As if touched by Yu Xian's gaze, the envelope slowly glowed with light.
Then a nearly transparent human figure appeared, standing on top of the envelope.
The human figure had the appearance of an elegant middle-aged man. As soon as he appeared, he smiled at Qing Qingzi and said, "If you have different Taoism, you won't be able to conspire against each other. This is true! But if it is a matter involving my Confucian sect, should Qing Fairy also stay away?"
Qing Qingzi reacted quickly, frowned and asked coldly, "Is the person who deserves the disaster here?"
Zhong Yuanchang smiled and said, "Yes, the person coming is Zuo Rong, the Prime Minister of the Xiapi Kingdom. He is a member of our Confucian sect and an official of the imperial court. If we follow the agreement between our two families, this matter may be inconvenient for Taoists."
Intervene.”
"Zei Rong?!" Yu Xian suddenly realized after hearing this name.
It turned out to be him.
After listening to Zhong Yao's words, Qing Qingzi chuckled, "You are really shameless. Since it is the Buddha's tribulation, then the people who come are naturally Buddhist disciples. What does it have to do with your Confucianism?"
Zhong Yao's expression did not change after hearing this, and he smiled again and said, "This person is still an official of the imperial court, and he is the Prime Minister of Xiapi Kingdom. Could it be that the Taoist sect also needs to intervene in the affairs of the imperial court?"
Saying this, his eyes became a little sharper.
Qing Qingzi glanced sideways, glanced at Yu Xian, and said lightly, "Oh, you are not the only Confucian to have two thousand stone court officials. This time is a calamity or fate, I have to give it a try."