Everything starts with Jin Yiwei

Chapter 806 Nianhua Xiangjun, such a dream!
"Thank you holy monk!"

Luo Ankang said respectfully.

In the following time, Qin Zhan briefly talked to Luo Ankang about his thoughts and the layout for Zhao Yin and Yuanshu, and then asked Luo Ankang to cooperate.

The two of you checked and filled in the gaps one by one, trying to perfect this crazy and bold plan as much as possible.

It wasn't until midnight that the two of them finished their work!
"It's getting late, and it's time for the little monk to go back. It's not a wise choice to stay in Zhenguo Temple for a long time."

"The general also take care of himself, and leave it to his useful body!" Qin Zhan said.

"Go slowly, holy monk!"

Qin Zhan nodded, clasped his hands together, and then turned into a stream of light, ignoring material obstacles, and flew directly to Zhenguo Temple.

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Early the next morning.

Yesterday morning class bells rang throughout the entire Zhenguo Temple.

Qin Zhan was also awakened by the heavy and loud bell.

He slowly opened his eyes, as if he could see through everything, he operated his Celestial Eye, and had a panoramic view of everything in Zhenguo Temple!

The light of the Buddha in the temple is mixed with the sunlight of the rising sun, which looks unusually warm, but the black and red ghostly atmosphere above the temple is getting stronger and stronger.

He... I'm afraid he's coming!

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a quick knock on the door.

"Master Fan Hai, the host invites you to the main hall for a talk!"

The voice came from outside the door.

"Wait a moment." Qin Zhan replied.

After a while, there was a creak, and the door opened.

Qin Zhan, who was wearing a Jingshi cassock and holding a meritorious Zen staff, came out of the room.

There was a monk leading the way in front, and he came all the way to the main hall.

In the main hall, there is a middle-aged monk wearing a red cassock. He looks very ordinary and belongs to the kind that cannot be found in the crowd.

But Qin Zhan kept his eyes on him from the moment he stepped into the main hall.

A middle-aged man in a red cassock is sitting on the main seat and teaching scriptures to the monks under him!
"It's neither a demon nor a calamity. It's not empty. It's dust-free and untainted. Don't be jealous. Don't be angry and don't love. It's hard to start and hard to end. Picking flowers to the king is like a dream!"

The middle-aged monk looked at Qin Zhan with a smile and said calmly.

Qin Zhan glanced at him and said:
"It should be known that all appearances are not appearances. If there is no surplus, there is surplus."

"I forgot what I said for a while, and I dreamed that I dreamed twice."

"How can an empty flower seek fruit at the same time, how can Yang Yan attract more fish?"

"Perturbation is Zen. Zen is movement. If you don't move, you don't Zen."

Yuan Shu stood up, clapped his palms and said, "The holy monk is good at writing."

Qin Zhan smiled indifferently: "Presider is good at cultivation!"

"Life is a big dream, but it's full of joy and sorrow!"

Monk Yuanshu said with emotion.

"Yeah, life is like a dream, if you do too many bad things, you will inevitably have nightmares!" Qin Zhan said.

"Oh, do holy monks have nightmares?" Yuan Shu said.

"Will the host Yuanshu have nightmares?" Qin Zhan asked without answering.

"Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the light lasts forever. There is no darkness in my heart, so I never have nightmares!"

Yuan Shu said: "The heart is like a bodhi tree, and the body is like a mirror stand. Always wipe it diligently so as not to stir up dust."

"The host can't, and the little monk can't."

Qin Zhan replied: "There is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where can the dust be aroused."

"The presiding officer has something to hold, but he needs to use foreign objects to get rid of the dust. The monk has nothing to hold, and he has never stirred up dust!"

Yuan Shu's face was very calm: "The holy monk's Buddhism is profound, and Yuan Shu admires it."

"I have heard for a long time that the holy monk was born in Tianlong Temple and is the successor of the Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva. Seeing him today is really extraordinary."

"Amitabha, good is good!"

Qin Zhan recited the Buddha's name silently: "I heard that the presiding officer of Yuanshu won the inheritance of the Great Chan Temple, and won the appreciation of the new king, and became the national teacher of the Dakang Kingdom. I am really happy and congratulated!"

"Fame and wealth are like floating clouds to me."

Yuan Shu said, "I don't know why the holy monk is here?"

"The relationship between the teacher and the host Wu Ming is inseparable. I have also received some kindness from the old host. Originally, I wanted to visit this respectable senior when I came this time. I didn't expect him to have passed away. This is amazing. It's really sad news." Qin Zhan said.

"Yeah, it's really unlucky."

Yuan Shu said: "However, it will not be nine kalpas, and it will end up in dust. Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable."

"May I ask Host Yuan Shu, where is the body Buddha statue hosted by Wu Ming? Can I pay a visit?" Qin Zhan said.

"This……"

Yuan Shu hesitated for a moment: "To tell you the truth, the old abbot is severely depleted of blood and energy. Before he died, his body was destroyed due to forced clearance, so he couldn't be molded into a body Buddha statue."

"So after I cremated it, I buried it in the back mountain. If the holy monk wants to see it, I can take the holy monk there."

Qin Zhan nodded and said, "Then I'll take care of it!"

Yuan Shu took Qin Zhan to the back mountain, and Qin Zhan was about to arrive at Wuming's tomb. He used his Celestial Eye to 'see' the jar where the ashes were placed in the coffin. Through the jar, he saw the metal texture inside. gray powder.

That should be the bone meal and firewood ashes left by people who were burned after death.

But Qin Zhan didn't believe that the general Luo Ankang had lied to him.

He would rather believe that the flaw here was covered up by Yuan Shu.

Because he saw that the area around Wu Ming's tomb had been swept clean, the soil inside showed signs of renovation, while the dust outside had been deliberately scattered.

"Amitabha, good is good."

There was a look of compassion in Qin Zhan's eyes.

This gave Yuan Shu an illusion.

Could it be that Qin Zhan really has an inseparable relationship with the old abbot of Zhenguo Temple?
In the next few days, Qin Zhan walked around the Zhenguo Temple, and sometimes he would talk to Yuanshu. For a while, the relationship between the two became closer and closer, at least outsiders. His eyesight is like this.

But Qin Zhan knew that, in fact, this was not the case at all.

In the past few days, I have seen that his eyes are extremely problematic, that kind of eyes are sharp and cold like a hunter staring at his prey!

"Calculate the time carefully, it should be almost there!" Qin Zhan looked at the distant sky and said from the bottom of his heart.

Whether Qin Zhan and Luo Ankang's plan can be carried out, in fact, the key depends on whether Qin Zhan can beat Yuanshu.

Before seeing Yuan Shu himself, Qin Zhan didn't dare to guarantee it, but after meeting Yuan Shu, Qin Zhan felt that he could defeat him.

But after these few days, Yuan Shu seemed to have given Qin Zhan an illusion.

That is, he has become stronger again.

Even the speed at which Yuanshu became stronger was unbelievable.

After Qin Zhan stayed in Zhenguo Temple for half a month, he finally let him discover the secret of Yuanshu becoming stronger.

His becoming stronger is not like Qin Zhan's. He does not become stronger every moment, bit by bit. He becomes stronger every three days, once every three days, and suddenly becomes stronger.

Qin Zhan discovered a rule, every time that burly monk from Zhenguo Temple went to meet Yuanshu alone, and when he saw Yuanshu again the next day, he must have become a little stronger again.

So Qin Zhan Yuanshen came out of his body and followed the bearded monk named Heng Yuan for a while.

He found that the bearded man had a magic weapon that could trap people in it, and every once in a while, he would bury the corpse in the magic weapon in a forest in the back mountain.

Qin Zhan dug it up secretly, checked it, and found that there were densely packed mummified corpses buried in the grove.

Some of them are monks from Zhenguo Temple, and some are wandering monks. Most of these people have cultivation bases and are not weak.

"It's really you!"

Qin Zhan's eyes were cold and slightly shimmering.

"Holy Monk, everything is ready, tomorrow's annual court meeting is up to you!"

Luo Ankang's voice sounded from the bottom of Qin Zhan's heart.

"Okay!" Qin Zhan replied.

(End of this chapter)