Get the Cloud Dispelling Palm at the start

Chapter 278

Naturally, Shang Qing also noticed the previous three saturated Shang, but he didn't have the guts to ask what happened.

So he had no choice but to honestly report the news he heard to Zhao Quan.

"Master, they said that the Wangqing Temple was established ten years ago, and the name of the presiding priest of the temple is called Wangqing."

"In the past ten years, the Wangqing Temple has developed quite well. People from nearby towns will go there to burn incense and worship Buddha, and the incense is relatively strong."

"Furthermore, in the past few years there was a bandit scene recently, and it was the leader of Wangqing Temple who killed all the bandits so that the surrounding people would not be harmed by the bandits."

Zhao Quan raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Are monks even killing people?"

Shang Qing continued: "I have inquired about it, and the boss said that Wangqing Temple is very strange. There are five precepts based on Buddhism, one is against killing, two is against stealing, three is against lust, four is against lying, and five is against drinking and meat. Disciples observe the second, third, and fourth precepts, and the rest will not be compulsorily observed."

After Zhao Quan heard this, he felt a little interesting.

Shang Qing continued: "I also inquired about the Wangqing host. Most people may not know it, but the tea shop owner grew up in Qingguan Town, so he knows it very well."

"It's said that Wangqing host was originally a Langzhong who lived in Qingguan Town, but one day he suddenly lost his nerve and ran to become a monk."

"Even took out all the family assets, opened up wasteland on a barren hill outside the town, and built a temple."

Mo Wuqing suddenly said: "Then did he say that the Wangqing host was called before?"

Shang Qing was slightly taken aback by Mo Wuqing's reaction, and then said: "Yes, he said that the host of Wangqing was named Mi Jiashu before he became a monk."

Mo Wuqing's eyes lit up, and he said to Zhao Quan: "It's unmistakable, it's him!"

When Zhao Quan heard Mo Wuqing's affirmative answer, he suddenly laughed out loud.

In this way, everything is connected.

At the beginning, Mo Wuqing placed this Mi Jiashu in Qingguan Town, but he just wanted to keep a backup.

And also rewarded him with Wangqing fruit.

In the end, instead of eating the Wangqing fruit, he chose to seal it up and became a doctor in the town.

After an unknown period of time, Mijiashu finally let go of his emotional pain, and became a monk after realizing it, and built a Wangqing Temple outside the town.

But now, for some reason, he took out the long-sealed Forgetfulness Fruit and held the water and land ceremony of this Buddhist sect.

Gathered all the Buddhist forces in Xiuyang Mansion in the small place of Qingguan Town.

Knowing that the host of Wangqing Temple is the devil that Mo Wuqing placed in Qingguan Town, things will be much easier.

Regardless of what water and land ceremony he is, he directly brought Mo Wuqing to the door, and then took the Wangqing fruit and left.

As for how to finish here, then what is Zhao Quan doing?

After making up his mind, Zhao Quan stood up and said, "If that's the case, then let's go! Go directly to Wangqing Temple!"

Shang Qing glanced at Mo Wuqing in surprise, he always felt that there were some things he didn't know.

But at the same time, he also understood that if he shouldn't know, he must not know, because it would be useless to know.

After all, life is rarely confused.

So he also followed Zhao Quan and got up to leave.

Before leaving, out of the corner of Zhao Quan's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the secret book of Tathagata God's Palm that had been thrown on the table earlier.

Somehow, he picked it up and carried it in his arms.

Wangqing Temple is located in the north of Qingguan Town, about twenty or thirty miles away.

There used to be a small barren hill here, which was developed by Mijiashu.

From the original small temple to the present ten years, it has become a rather grand temple.

A group of three climbed the stone steps to the gate of Wangqing Temple.

Then they saw two young novice monks blocking their way.

"Recently, the temple is not entertaining guests. Please go back, the three benefactors."

Shang Qing stepped forward and said: "Two little masters, let us be more accommodating, we have important matters to see you to preside over."

The little monk still stopped in the middle of the road, and said: "Benefactor, please forgive me, the nearby Japanese temple wants to hold a water and land ceremony, and the abbot has already ordered that no outsiders be seen."

Zhao Quan didn't have time to spend time here, and his burly body directly passed the two young novice monks and continued to walk up the mountain.

The two young novice monks hurriedly wanted to stop them, but Shang Qing who was next to him touched the acupoints.

Looking at Zhao Quan who had walked some distance away, Shang Qing whispered: "Ami, that Buddha, I have saved your life."

Then he hurriedly followed Zhao Quan in front.

Walking to the front of the temple, Zhao Quan saw many monks wearing monk clothes surrounded him from all directions.

Most of them hold long sticks, while a few hold knives.

Zhao Quan has been aboveboard all the way, so naturally he has been noticed by the monks in the temple.

This kind of rushing up the mountain with unknown motives will naturally be hostile.

Zhao Quan looked around, but stood with arms folded, without saying a word.

Because the real person in charge has not yet appeared, there is no need to talk to these little people.

The surrounding monks also surrounded and did not attack, staring at Zhao Quan and the other three cautiously.

After a while, the vermilion gate of the temple opened, and a middle-aged monk in a red cassock walked out of it.

This person has a majestic complexion, the bones of his hands standing on his chest are protruding, and the palms are one-third thicker than ordinary people.

It seems that the hand skill is definitely not weak.

This person stood on the steps, bowed condescendingly to Zhao Quan, and said: "Amitabha, the vice abbot of the Poor Monk Wangqing Temple, Fazhao, I don't know why the benefactor forcibly broke into the mountain gate."

Zhao Quan said coldly: "We have an old relationship with Wangqing, but this time we are here to visit him."

Fazhao chanted the Buddha's name and said to Zhao Quan: "Tomorrow is the time for the Water and Land Ceremony in this temple. According to the regulations, the presiding officer needs to fast before then, and he is not allowed to see anyone. I hope the benefactor will forgive me."

Shang Qing said: "Then we can temporarily live in your monastery, and see you tomorrow as the presiding officer."

But Fa Zhao refused again, "Amitabha, I'm really sorry, the guest rooms in the temple are full, why don't the three benefactors wait in Qingguan Town for now."

Shang Qing stopped talking and turned to look at Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan looked directly at Fazhao with a calm expression, and said, "If I want to see you today."

Fazhao also had a normal expression, clasped his hands together, and said: "Then don't blame me for being rude."

Zhao Quan sneered suddenly, and his burly body like an iron tower rose vertically, pushing his iron arms horizontally, his muscles protruding.

Driving the airflow to howl violently, it is the fourth form of Paiyunzhang, which is overwhelming.

Fazhao was also not afraid, the air flow blew his cassock, but it also showed his strong body hidden under the cassock.

Facing Zhao Quan head-on, he also struck out with a palm.

It is the Buddhist martial art "Great Compassion Hand" that Fazhao has studied for decades.

The palms collided, and there was an explosion in the air.

Bang!
Zhao Quan's cloak fluttered, his body turned around, and landed firmly on the ground.

But he raised a little vigilance in his heart, he didn't expect Fazhao's martial arts to be not weak.

In the palm of the two, Zhao Quan had already used [-]% of his strength, but he was evenly matched with Fazhao, neither of them could do anything to win the other.

The surrounding monks saw that Zhao Quan had fought against Fazhao, so they planned to rush forward.

But Fa Zhao waved his hand to stop him.

Staring at Zhao Quan with both eyes, he finally sighed and said, "Since the benefactor is so determined, then come with the poor monk."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the temple.

Without further ado, Zhao Quan followed Fazhao into the temple.

(End of this chapter)