Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 125 The Great Xiangguo Temple and the Great Treasure
After a night of rest, through meditation and proper sleep, Xin Ziqiu finally adjusted his mental and physical strength to the peak.

In the early morning of the next day, he checked all the belongings, and went to Kaifeng mansion together with Jia's grandparents and grandchildren.

On the way, Jia Zhiqing approached Xin Ziqiu and said:

"Xiaoqiu, here I have a piece of Dragon Tiger Mountain's Nine Mysteries and Six Caves Taiyuan Lishi Baolu, you hold it on your body, in case something happens, just use real energy to activate it, and you will be able to summon golden armored warriors to help you."

The two have similar backgrounds, both are orphans whose parents died early, and they both grew up with their grandparents, so they naturally developed a sense of closeness and sympathy for each other, plus they have often studied spells together for a month, and they have already become very familiar with each other. network.

Jia Zhiqing was grateful for Xin Ziqiu's life-saving grace, and seeing him wandering alone in the rivers and lakes, felt pity for him, and took extra care of this little brother, not only often asking for his health, but sometimes cooking for him by herself.

Xin Ziqiu also regarded Jia Zhiqing as his own older sister. Although he faced her day and night, he was respectful and respectful in his heart, and he never thought of anything extravagant or out of courtesy.

At this time, he saw the dense runes on the talisman paper, and the gluttonous power on his right arm also felt the amazing energy contained on it, knowing that this must be an extremely precious thing, he waved his hand and said:
"Sister Zhiqing, I can't take such a good thing, you should keep it for self-defense."

Jia Zhiqing smiled and said:
"Take it if you tell me, why are you being polite to me. You are so full of energy, you will definitely be able to activate this edict. If my sister uses it, I'm afraid it will consume a lot of energy, and you may have to save it again at that time." Me once."

When the two mentioned this matter again, they couldn't help but smile at each other. Xin Ziqiu was not too polite when he heard the words, and reached out to take the talisman and said:
"In that case, I would like to thank Sister Zhiqing."

After thinking about it, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, handed it to Jia Zhiqing and said:

"Here, then this is for you. This bottle contains the Tianxiang Yulu Pills given by Marshal Mu. It has miraculous effects on all kinds of trauma. I keep three pills and give you two pills. You and Mr. Jia each have one pill. Just in case."

Jia Zhiqing was about to decline, but seeing Xin Ziqiu's insistence, she also accepted.

The three of them didn't go for a long time, and they arrived at the Kaifeng mansion, and saw that the knights of Kaifeng mansion were all ready to go.

In the Great Five Righteousnesses, Lu Fang, Han Zhang, and Xu Qing got old and stayed behind to guard the yamen and Mr. Bao.

The model worker Jiang Ping, with Xiao Wuyi and Nan Xia Zhan Zhao, was about to follow the team into the ancient tomb.

This time Kaifeng Mansion is considered to be the best.

After the three of Xin Ziqiu arrived, they greeted everyone and waited in the lobby for the arrival of the team led by Hong Taiwei.

Not long after, Hong Xin led a dozen people to Kaifeng Mansion.

Xin Ziqiu looked carefully, and saw that most of the people Hong Xin led were old men with gray hair, and they were all dressed as civil servants. Many people even walked a little trembling. Yes, it seems that a gust of wind is about to fall.

His heart suddenly turned cold, and he thought to himself what kind of treasure hunting team this group of people is, the old, the weak, the sick, and the weak are all mobs.

No wonder Taiwei Hong wanted someone from Kaifeng Mansion to be his guard. I'm afraid the protection is fake, but the real thing is to serve these old people.

Among a group of old people, there is only one middle-aged man, who is imposing and unique.

Just when Xin Ziqiu was curious about the identity of this person, Zhan Zhao, on behalf of all the knights in Kaifeng Mansion, stepped forward and saluted respectfully:

"Uncle Guo, Taiwei Hong, you are being polite, we are all here, and we can follow orders to set off at any time."

When Xin Ziqiu heard Zhan Zhao's address, he immediately understood that the middle-aged man with an extraordinary air in front of him was the famous uncle Cao Guo in the legend.

He suddenly became interested, quickly and carefully looked up and down, and his divine sense also swept over.

Uncle Cao Guo was wearing a purple gold crown with tied hair on his head, red arrow sleeves with a hundred pythons, an exquisite multicolored silk ribbon inlaid with treasures around his waist, a pair of gold-threaded soap-colored court boots under his feet, and a long beard under his jaw. He looks dignified Kind, with a smile on his face, he looks like a kind and honest elder.

What's interesting is that under Xin Ziqiu's spiritual thoughts, he found that although Uncle Cao Guo's footsteps were flimsy and he didn't look like he was armed with martial arts, but his whole body was surrounded by natural mellow Qi, and it was extremely strong.

It seems that he himself is a powerful magnet, gathering all the energies wandering in the surrounding world around him, transforming them into qi, and constantly absorbing and utilizing them.

This kind of subtle change can only be sensed by people like Xin Ziqiu who have strong spiritual sense and are extremely sensitive to breath. Ordinary martial arts figures, even top experts like Zhan Zhao Xu Liang, will definitely not be able to detect it.

Xin Ziqiu was dumbfounded, thinking that there are so many wonders in the world, and this Uncle Cao Guo didn't know whether it was because of his extraordinary talent, or because he had practiced some magical Taoism. He was able to unknowingly condense energy from the outside world and turn it into his own use. He deserved to be the future Eight Immortals one.

Although this Uncle Guo is just a mortal now, but with such a powerful absorption speed of energy, I am afraid that the establishment of a foundation and becoming an immortal is just around the corner.

I just don't know why he would join in the fun and become a member of the team entering the ancient tomb.

At this moment, I only heard Hong Xin say:
"This time, the uncle of the country has obeyed the official order, and will represent the government, as the capital prison for our ancient tomb exploration, and will enter with us. All route arrangements, you must follow the instructions of the uncle of the country."

Uncle Cao Guo said with a smile:
"Hong Taiwei is serious. Although I am favored and trusted by the officials, and I am in the position of the capital prison, but in fact I only have a half-knowledge of the ancient scripts. Everything should be decided by you scholars and Hong Taiwei. I have something in my heart." With self-knowledge, I guarantee that I will not embarrass you.”

What he said was sincere and polite, Zhongzheng Benevolent, everyone felt very comfortable listening to it, especially the group of old people, they were even more smiling, and their white beards were about to curl up.

No matter what age, experts are afraid of being led by outsiders.

Hong Xin waited for Uncle Cao Guo to finish speaking, and then introduced the people on both sides to each other.

When Xin Ziqiu was introduced, many old scholars looked at each other with astonishment on their faces. Apparently they didn't expect that the master of arithmetic who solved the calculation problem was actually a green young man who was dissatisfied with the weak crown, but he was actually an official of the court. The captain of the fifth rank.

Hong Xin acted swiftly and resolutely. After the arrangements were made, he waved his hand and said:

"Since everything is ready, let's set off for Daxiangguo Temple now."

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Xin Ziqiu has been in Bianliang City for almost a month, and this is the first time he has come to the famous Daxiangguo Temple. When he entered the gate of the mountain, he saw that it was indeed a centuries-old temple!
The gate here is towering, the two floors of bells and drums are built with dragon scale tiles, and the pagoda of Jingge is directly on the blue sky. There is a black gold inlaid plaque on the head, and the four gilt characters of "Daxiangguo Temple" are written in gold. The paint has faded slightly over time. Not only does it not feel decadent, but it also looks more antique and rich in history.

Looking further away, Guanyin Hall, Arhat Court, and Patriarch Hall are full of cigarette smoke, and there is an endless stream of devotees and devotees, which is very lively.

Seeing the arrival of Hong Taiwei and Cao Guojiu, a well-known monk came to greet him, and after asking about the purpose of coming, Fei also went back to report.

After a while, the gate of the mountain was opened wide, and a hundred monks rushed out in unison, lined up on both sides, and greeted a few people.

In the middle is a fat monk, at least weighing more than 300 catties, with a bulging belly and very bloated.

He has a ring scar on his head and holds a Zen stick in his hand, but he has blue eyes and a purple beard, and his appearance is strange.

On the left side of the fat monk, stood a young Taoist priest holding a dust whisk. He had an elegant appearance and a long scar on his face. He was Taoist Xuancheng.

On his right side stood a monk in his thirties, with slender eyes, sword eyebrows flying slantingly, and a very handsome face. Although he was wearing a coarse cloth monk robe, he still couldn't conceal his aggressive heroism.

When Jiang Ping, Zhan Zhao, and Xiao Wuyi's little brothers saw the fat monk headed by him, they were immediately extremely excited, and walked forward in three steps at a time to salute him.

Jiang Ping took his hand and said:
"Brother Beixia, after a few years of separation, I didn't expect to see you here again today. I really want to make me wait!"

Ai Hu also came forward, threw his knees on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said with tears in his eyes:
"My lord foster father, my son greets you!"

Seeing the strange appearance of this fat monk, Xin Ziqiu had already guessed in his heart, but when he heard what Jiang Ping and Ai Hu said, he immediately understood his identity.

Dare to feel that this is the famous Northern Xia, Ouyang Chun, the purple-bearded uncle.

Among the Three Heroes and Five Righteousnesses, when it comes to martial arts, Ouyang Chun is the most important. When he was young, he held a Guiling Seven Treasure Saber, covering the green forest, and had no opponent.

Later, after Mr. Bao and other knights quelled the rebellion of King Xiangyang, he refused to be an official, so he received the imperial title, received ordained at the top of the Daxiangguo Temple, became a monk, and worshiped the abbot, the Elder Qingran, as his teacher. The royal name is Bao Song Luohan.

Ouyang Chun's personality is calm, after he became a monk, he devoted himself to the Buddha and seldom went out of the temple. Therefore, even Jiang Pingzhanzhao and other friends in the secular world would not see each other at ordinary times. Unexpectedly, they would meet again here today.

It's just that time flies, things are different, and now the three heroes and five righteous men are all over middle age, with gray temples, and Ouyang Chun has already passed his sixtieth age, so it is inevitable to be together again.

He helped Ai Hu, took the hands of several people, and recited the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, Ai Hu, you are very good. I often hear about your deeds in Daxiangguo Temple as my father. I am very pleased. Jiang Ping, this old monk is already a monk. His dharma name is Baosong Luohan, and the word Beixia should not be mentioned again. You How are your three older brothers?"

Jiang Ping sighed and replied:

"Brother Ouyang... Oh, I'm used to saying it, and I can't change it for a while. Thanks to the great monk, the three of them are safe and sound, but they are staying in Kaifeng mansion to accompany Mr. Bao, not coming with the team. Monk, why did you come out this time?"

Ouyang Chun shyly said with his huge belly:
"I have received the imperial decree from the official family and the invitation of Master Feicha Taibao Zhong Xiong to accompany you all to the ancient tomb of Lord Xinling. Come, come, let me introduce you to the benefactors..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a monk beside him:
"This is Taoist Xuancheng who came all the way from Penglai Xiandao. He knows many secrets about ancient alchemists. He must be very helpful for this trip to the ancient tomb. The other one is a monk from this temple. His Dharma name is Miao In the Qing Dynasty, it was he who discovered the notes recording the ancient tomb of Lord Xinling in the Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures, and dedicated it to the Kaifeng Mansion, making a great contribution. This time, the two of them will also enter the ancient tomb together with you. In the tomb."

Taoist Xuancheng and Monk Miaoqing met and greeted everyone.

When Xin Ziqiu saw the two of them, he was slightly puzzled, but he held back and didn't say anything.

Then, under the leadership of Hong Taiwei and Ouyang Chun, the crowd came to the back garden of Daxiangguo Temple. They saw that a tall wooden shed had been built here, and many monks took turns guarding it day and night, very solemnly.

And Zhong Xiong had already led several personal soldiers to wait here for a long time, with an extremely humble attitude.

He and Ouyang Chun are sworn brothers, so he first came to Daxiangguo Temple to visit his brother.

Xin Ziqiu knew that this was probably the entrance to Lord Xinling's ancient tomb. His divine sense swept away and covered a radius of four or five feet, but he couldn't feel anything strange. It seemed that the ancient tomb was still deeper underground, and he didn't know where it was at the time. How did the owner of the notebook that recorded the location of Lord Xinling's ancient tomb discover it?

So far, the team entering the ancient tomb has been completed. Taiwei Hong gathered everyone together and mobilized before the battle. It was nothing more than provocative words such as loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, but he was very eloquent, and everyone in the field was shocked passionate.

After the mobilization was over, everyone walked into the wooden shed one by one in order of priority, and saw a deep pit dug here. The ground below was pitch-black, probably not several feet deep, and there were no steps or anything like that. for climbing.

The monks of Daxiangguo Temple used ropes to slowly put everyone into the pit one by one. The first ones to go down were naturally strong young people. They lit torches below, and then let the ropes go down. People catch them one by one.

Just like that, everyone entered the pit. Here is a long corridor that has already been dug, and only one person can pass through. The teams meet end to end. Zhan Zhao holds a torch to open the way, and Ouyang Chun walks behind him.

After walking only seven or eight zhang away, the tunnel suddenly became larger like the mouth of a trumpet, and a huge stone gate appeared in front of everyone.

This stone gate is more than three feet high and extremely thick, covered with moss and vines, it is not slippery, and I don't know how many years it has stood here.

Hong Taiwei said loudly:
"Everyone, this stone gate is the entrance to the ancient tomb, please push it away."

Zhan Zhao, Xu Liang and the others in front worked hard together, only to hear the creaking sound of hinges, and the door was slowly pushed open.

Xin Ziqiu looked inside, and saw that there was still a dark corridor inside, but it was much wider, allowing several people to walk side by side.

Everyone lit the torches and continued to move forward. They all felt that their feet were flat, hard and smooth, not as muddy and rugged as before. When they looked carefully, they saw that the road here was made of square bluestone slabs.

Xin Ziqiu guessed that all the repairs here were done manually. In the Warring States Period more than 1000 years ago, I don't know how much manpower and material resources were spent.

It's just that this corridor has been sloping downwards, and has a certain degree of curvature. It is obviously a spiral downward, and the terrain gets lower and lower as it goes, going straight to the depths of the ground.

The corridor seemed endless. Everyone walked for a meal, but they still didn't come to the end. The air in the ground was not smooth. The deeper they went, the more stuffy they felt. Some old men were already panting heavily. Sound, out of breath, can only walk for a while, take a rest.

In this way, everyone walked forward for tens of feet, and finally suddenly realized that they came to a huge cave...

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(End of this chapter)