My baby is gone again

Chapter 11 Ceremony of Ascension to Buddha, I Say Stop

Dongping country.

On the bank of Yanjiang River, Wangjiang Tower.

"Absurd, it's simply absurd! Since the founding of our Dongping Kingdom, such absurd things have never happened. I think my father..."

Inside the Tianzi No. [-] room.

The young man in brocade slammed the table and gritted his teeth.

"Your Highness, speak carefully."

Beside him, an old man with gray hair fixed his eyes and interrupted the young man's words.

Chu Han, the crown prince of Dongping Kingdom, took a few breaths to calm himself down.

He said solemnly:

"Xie Bo reminded me that it was the hall that made a slip of the tongue."

Chu Han respected this old man very much.

The old man's name is Bo Tian, ​​and he is a true Qi-refining cultivator.

This year, I am less than 80 years old, and I have reached the Qi Refining Realm!

Bo Tian comes from Chu Han's mother's family.

With such a strong Qi refiner following him, Chu Han was able to secure his position as the prince.

"Old Bo."

Chu Han opened his mouth and lowered his voice:
"Since the evil monk from Namoyun Temple entered the palace a month ago, my father seems to be a different person. He has established Buddhist temples in China, spread Buddhism, and even established Moyun Temple as the state religion.

Right now it is midsummer, floods are coming, and many places in the country need to strengthen the dams, but the emperor used this allocation for the construction of [Shengfo Temple]..."

Standing by the window, Chu Han looked at the tall temple in the distance. This Buddhist temple is incomparably magnificent, occupying many fertile fields and common people's residences. The outer walls are covered with gold foil, shining golden.

The gold leaf is exposed, but no one is interested in it. There are forbidden troops guarding the Buddhist temple, one post at ten steps, and the defense is tight, day and night.

Shengfo Temple is a major project of Dongping Kingdom. The emperor allocated funds from the national treasury to build this temple in order to hold the "Ascending Buddha Ceremony" for the Living Buddha of Moyun Temple.

It is conceivable how much manpower and material resources were spent to build such a building within a month.

"The method of that evil monk is really clever. That day he entered the palace to face the saint and fought with the old national teacher. He actually beat the old national teacher to death and then rescued him on the spot. Everyone in the field was shocked."

Bo Tian sighed.

As a Qi refining monk, he was also present on the day of the martial arts fight.

The most powerful person in Dongping Kingdom, the current national teacher, even failed to catch a single move from the evil monk.

You must know that the old national teacher is a strong foundation builder who has practiced for nearly 200 years. In terms of cultivation realm, no one in the entire Dongping Kingdom can match him.

The evil monk can use such a terrible method, with Bo Tian's knowledge, he guessed...

The opponent is very likely to be the legendary Jindan powerhouse!
Of course, this speculation is even more desperate.

If the evil monk is really a Golden Core cultivator, then the entire Dongping Kingdom will be powerless to resist.

In this regard, Bo, who has lived for more than 70 years and has rich life experience, said, why don't we vote.

In a mortal martial empire like Dongping Kingdom, it is very rare to have a monk who is in the early stage of foundation establishment.

This time, a big boss of Jindan came, and it was easy to destroy the Dongping country, and he couldn't beat it again and again, so it's better to pledge allegiance in advance and be a dog for others.

Bo Tianmou calculated that as a Qi-refining cultivator, he was naturally different from ordinary people.

At this time, he ran over and barked twice, maybe the eminent monk would reward himself with a few bones when he was happy.

Chu Han didn't want to be a dog, he had seen with his own eyes the appearance of those people who believed in Moyun Temple.

All of them looked fanatical, as dumb as puppets, and only knew to burn incense and kowtow at home every day.

Some people can't even take care of food, and can starve themselves to death.

Once this kind of evil sect spreads across the country, Dongping Kingdom will completely perish within a few years.

"Your Highness."

Bo Tian spoke, interrupting Chu Han's thoughts.

He whispered:
"The Ascension Ceremony is about to begin."

………………

The Yanjiang River is a large river in the territory of Dongping, running north-south, with a steady flow of water, so water transport is well developed.

The coastal cities rely on the Grand Canal to develop, and the most famous one is Yanshui City.

One month ago, the emperor of Dongping Kingdom ordered the construction of the Ascension Buddha Temple in Yanshui City. When the temple was completed, the Living Buddha from Moyun Temple would hold a ceremony for the Ascension to Buddha, and all the people in the city should participate.

Chu Han stood on the river-watching tower, watching the scene in the distance, and remained silent.

Before the ceremony started, a large number of people had already gathered around Moyun Temple, shoulder to shoulder, with a kind of pilgrimage-like devotion on their faces.

Many of them waited with their families near Moyun Temple before dawn, just to be the first to see the so-called Living Buddha.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The dull bell rang nine times in succession, and the crowd slowly parted and fell down in unison.

The guard of honor opened the way, guards with knives lined up on both sides, and a canopy appeared in Chu Han's field of vision.

This is the arrival of the emperor of Dongping Kingdom.

"Your Highness."

Bo Tian said, "We should go down too."

Chu Han sighed.

As the crown prince of Dongping Kingdom, even if he has thousands of unwillingness in his heart, he must follow the emperor to participate in this grand ceremony at this time.

………………

After half a stick of incense.

Dongping Emperor Chu Li met his son in front of Shengfo Temple.

He snorted coldly, knowing that Chu Han had the intention to be negligent, but the Ceremony of Ascension to Buddha was important, and there was no time to punish this rebellious son at this time.

Chu Li stood in front of the people, and behind him were princes, ministers, princes and princesses, all of them held their breaths and looked solemn.

After another incense stick, the Living Buddha hadn't appeared yet, but there was no trace of impatience on Chu Li's face.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared on the distant river.

Everyone looked up, but saw that the river stopped flowing, as if time had stood still and frozen.

The next moment, the entire river actually began to flow backwards!

A golden chariot appeared in everyone's sight. Under the chariot were 48 monks, all wearing bright yellow robes. On top of the chariot was a lotus platform, on which sat an old monk with white eyebrows. Wearing cassock, the treasure looks solemn.

48 monks carried huge chariots upstream from the lower reaches of the Yanjiang River.

The monks walked on the waves, but their clothes did not get wet, just like walking on flat ground.

Chu Li on the shore and a group of princes and ministers were stunned. They had never seen such a scene of driving the river back and forth in their entire life.

For the people of Dongping Kingdom, this is a miracle.

48 yellow-clothed monks carried their chariots ashore, and the white-browed old monk clasped his hands together:

"I rushed to the river, and I wasted some time. I hope you don't blame me."

He didn't call him "poor monk" but called him "my seat", but none of the people present felt that there was anything inappropriate, even the prince Chu Han, who was immersed in the scene of the river flowing backwards and driving along the river just now, for a long time Did not come back to God.

Among the crowd, whoever called out to the living Buddha, it was as if a frying pan exploded, and the mountains and the sea responded.

Commoners, merchants, officials and even royal family members knelt down one after another, shouting the name of Living Buddha, and many of them looked almost fanatical.

The white-browed old monk sat high on the lotus platform, suspended in the air, clasped his hands together, and smiled slightly:
"This seat today..."

At this moment, above the clouds, a voice came:
"I said stop."

(End of this chapter)