I!Wine Sword Immortal, signed in Shushan for 500 years

Chapter 257 Arriving at Baoxiang Temple, preparing to eliminate demons
As night fell, the full moon climbed into the starry sky, and the pilgrims in Baoxiang Temple gradually dispersed.

Although some people still want to enter Baoxiang Temple to worship Buddha and make a wish, but now the time for offering incense in Baoxiang Temple has passed, so they can only find an inn near Baoxiang Temple and stay temporarily, hoping to come early tomorrow Go to Baoxiang Temple to obtain the qualification of head incense.

With the departure of the pilgrims, the monks of Baoxiang Temple began to clean Baoxiang Temple. Although pilgrims will not leave garbage in Baoxiang Temple, they must keep Baoxiang Temple clean. If the abbot Wuming finds garbage, Then they will be punished, ranging from facing the wall for three days, to being grounded for half a month.

People in the world say that the Buddha is merciful, but Wu Ming, the abbot of Baoxiang Temple, is not merciful.

Of course, none of the monks in Baoxiang Temple dared to have an opinion on this kind of punishment, and if they had an opinion, they could only forcefully hold it back.

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At this moment, the sound of carriages and horses gradually sounded, and after a while, a carriage stopped at the gate of Baoxiang Temple.

This carriage is exactly the carriage carrying Chu Feng.

Because the horses pulling the carts were not Maxima, when we got here, it was already dark.

"My dear guest, Baoxiang Temple has arrived."

"But it looks like it's past the time to burn incense and make a wish. Why don't I invite you to a nearby inn to rest?"

The groom lifted the curtain and said to Chu Feng inside.

"No need, old man, just put me here."

"Well."

The groom didn't force himself, and took the initiative to help Chu Feng pull up the curtain, and then took down the small chair on which the foot was placed.

After Chu Feng got off the carriage, he took out a tael of gold from his bosom and handed it to the groom.

The groom was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly reminded: "Your honored guest, you can't spend so much money."

"I know, along the way, the stories you tell are very interesting, just like an opera. The extra gold is the money for listening to the opera."

Chu Feng said slowly.

Along the way, the groom talked about his cousin, his wife, and the hodgepodge of the four old Wang neighbors.

"Well, thank you, honored guest."

"My dear guest, if you don't dislike me, I will come here to take you back to the royal city at the end of tomorrow?"

The groom took the gold and smiled from ear to ear.

He didn't expect that what he pulled was really a distinguished guest. Generally speaking, those who run errands, regardless of their status, would call the guest a distinguished guest in order to satisfy the vanity of those guests.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you here at six o'clock tomorrow."

Chu Feng nodded in response, and suddenly remembered something, and added: "Old man, remember to tell us how your cousin, cousin, and the four old Wang neighbors live."

"It's okay to listen to the distinguished guests. I can even reveal their private lives to the distinguished guests."

The groom nodded quickly, and soon, he drove away in the carriage. Seeing the groom's anxious look, he must have gone to drink wine.

And the other side.

Chu Feng also slowly came to Baoxiang Temple.

A faint light flashed between the eyebrows, and the vast spiritual consciousness spread directly to the entire Baoxiang Temple like a wave of water.

Although some monks in Baoxiang Temple are not weak, but Chu Feng is so strong that no one has noticed his spiritual consciousness.

"The monks in Baoxiang Temple don't have any evil or demonic energy in their bodies, which is normal."

"It seems that the problem should be with Wu Ming, the abbot of Baoxiang Temple."

Chu Feng's spiritual consciousness passed through the halls of Baoxiang Temple and came to the northernmost attic of Baoxiang Temple, which is the abbot of Wuming.

Soon, Chu Feng's eyes turned cold.

"It really is a demon!"

"And also killed many women."

Under the ground of Wuming's attic, there is a formation, but this formation is not very advanced. Chu Feng's consciousness passed through the formation and found corpses inside. Obviously, he had been tortured inhumanly before his death.

But at this moment, a monk found Chu Feng, and he walked over quickly.

Although it was strange that Chu Feng was wearing a bamboo hat, but because some pilgrims also wore bamboo hats on weekdays, the monk did not ask Chu Feng's identity. Please come back tomorrow when the time is right."

Chu Feng didn't speak, he flipped his hand, took out a token, and handed it to the monk in front of him.

Although the monk was puzzled, he still took the token. The token was golden, and there were two big characters on it, "Da Tang".

What token is this?
Why haven't you seen it?
Although the monk knew that this token might be something extraordinary, he had never seen it before.

It's not that the monk is ignorant, you know, he often guards the gate of Baoxiang Temple, and he has seen many tokens, including general orders, minister orders, and city lord orders, but he has never seen Chu Feng pass them over. of this token.

The tokens he saw before were marked with a line of small characters to indicate the origin of the tokens, but this golden token in his hand only has the word "Da Tang", which is really strange.

"Pilgrim, please wait for a while. I don't know this token. I need to show it to the higher-ups in the temple."

Perhaps the monk felt that the man wearing the bamboo hat in front of him was a bit extraordinary, and his tone of speech was not as peaceful as before, but with a hint of respect.

"it is good."

Chu Feng responded.

This golden token was given to him by Tang Chen. It is rumored that the entire Tang Dynasty does not exceed three yuan. It is normal that the monks in Baoxiang Temple do not know each other.

After the monk entered Baoxiang Temple, he did not go directly to the abbot Wuming. On the one hand, it was because Wuming lived far away, and on the other hand, because of the level of this monk in Baoxiang Temple, he was not qualified to go directly to Wuming. .

Although Baoxiang Temple is a temple, it has a hierarchical system like the court hall of the Tang Dynasty.

The monk came to an attic near the southeast, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door lightly.

Soon, with a creak, the door of the second floor was opened, and then, a young monk appeared in front of the gatekeeper monk.

This young monk is the person in charge of the connection between Baoxiang Temple and the dignitaries of the Tang Dynasty.

"What's matter?"

The little monk looked at the gatekeeper monk in front of him and said doubtfully.

"Master, there is a pilgrim outside the door who wants to enter Baoxiang Temple."

"I said it's past the time to burn incense, but he took out a token and gave it to me. I don't know that token, so I came here and let the master take a look."

The gatekeeper monk explained.

"it is good."

The little monk nodded, but he didn't care at all.

During these years, he has seen many pilgrims make many fake tokens in order to enter Baoxiang Temple to offer incense.

Just three days ago, a pilgrim wanted to enter Baoxiang Temple early in the morning and took out a fake token, which made many monks laugh and cry.

"Give."

The gatekeeper monk handed the golden token to the young monk. The young monk still looked indifferent at first, but when he saw the golden token, his face changed drastically.

"It's actually this kind of token!"

The voice was full of surprise.

"Master, what kind of token is this golden token?"

The gatekeeper monk asked curiously.

"This golden token is called [Tang Wang Ling], and it is a token bestowed by the Tang King himself. The entire Tang Dynasty does not exceed three pieces. Only those who are extremely valued by the Tang King can get this token. You know, Now, none of the famous people around the king, Mr. Chu, has this kind of token!"

The little monk explained.

"what?"

"[Tang Wang Ling]? A token given by Tang Wang himself"

"In that case, the pilgrim outside has an extraordinary status."

The gatekeeper monk said in surprise.

He didn't expect that wearing a bamboo hat and ordinary pilgrims outside would be an existence that the king of Tang attached great importance to.

"good."

"Quick, hurry up and take me to see that pilgrim, in case of negligence, everyone in Baoxiang Temple may be punished."

The little monk said quickly.

Although Baoxiang Temple has a very high status in the Tang Dynasty, and the status of the monks in the temple is also very high, but compared with the people who got the [Tang Wang Ling], it is nothing to be compared with the people who got the [Tang Wangling], it is not worth mentioning.

Even if he is the abbot of Baoxiang Temple, Wu Ming's identity and status are much lower than those who hold the "Tang Wang Ling".

"Yes."

After learning that the identity of the person outside was extraordinary, the gatekeeper monk hurriedly led the young monk out.

After a while, they arrived outside Baoxiang Temple.

Surrounding the surroundings, the little monk saw Chu Feng wearing a bamboo hat.

"I don't know that my lord came to Baoxiang Temple, please forgive me."

"This is your lord's [Tang Wang Ling]."

The little monk came to Chu Feng, bent down, and offered the [Tang Wangling] with both hands respectfully.

"Ah."

Chu Feng hummed lightly, then flipped his hands over and put 【Tang Wang Ling】in his arms.

"May I ask my lord, are you here to make a wish and offer incense?"

"If incense is offered, I can ask Abbot Wuming to recite sutras and Buddhas beside you."

The little monk laughed.

"Then take me to the temple of Shangxiang."

Chu Feng did not refuse.

Although he came to Baoxiang Temple this time to eliminate demons, and he himself does not believe in any gods and Buddhas, but since he is here, let's offer incense.

"it is good."

"My lord, follow me quickly."

"Ah."

The little monk hurriedly led the way, and Chu Feng followed unhurriedly.

On the way, the young monk kept chatting with Chu Feng, wanting to know his identity, but Chu Feng cherished words like gold and did not reveal his identity.

It wasn't that Chu Feng didn't want to tell the little monk his identity, but that Chu Feng felt that he was just an ordinary person, and he and the little monk would never meet again, so he didn't bother to reveal his identity.

Of course, the little monk can also use his spiritual sense to observe Chu Feng's face, and then investigate Chu Feng's identity.

But if the little monk really does this, Chu Feng will definitely let the little monk understand what it means to lose more than gain.

After a while, the little monk brought Chu Feng to the largest hall where he offered incense in Baoxiang Temple.

"My lord, please sit down for a while and taste the best tea from our Baoxiang Temple. I will immediately invite Abbot Wuming over."

The young monk took out some ruddy tea leaves from the jade bottle, brewed them for Chu Feng, and said respectfully.

"it is good."

Chu Feng nodded, and the little monk retreated respectfully and went to the northernmost attic.

After the little monk left, Chu Feng looked at the tall and sacred Buddha statue in the hall, revealing a look of contemplation.

Since this Baoxiang Temple is the most prosperous place in the Tang Dynasty, if you want to sign in at this kind of place, you should be able to get a good reward.

"System, sign in here."

Chu Feng thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)