Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 213 Three Treasures of Jinshan
"I not only know about your father, but I also know...the story of Tianwu Baolun." The old monk motioned Jiang Han to sit down, and he also sat on a chair next to Jiang Han, calm and uneasy. Not sad.

"Tianwu Baolun?" Jiang Han narrowed his eyes.

I saw the old monk dipped his finger in a drop of tea, and then flicked towards a scroll that was rolled up in the distance. The opening of the scroll was opened, and then it hung down with a "crash".

What surprised Jiang Han was that there was a big Buddha on this scroll, but behind the big Buddha was a Buddha wheel, and the shape of this Buddha wheel turned out to be Tianwu Baolun!

In addition, the Buddha spread his hands, holding a Zen stick in his left hand and a string of rosary beads in his right hand. He looked solemn and concentrated with his eyes closed.

"This……"

"The Tianwu Treasure Wheel was once one of the three most precious treasures of Jinshan Temple. A long time ago, an eminent monk of Jinshan Temple left with the Tianwu Treasure Wheel, and disassembled the Tianwu Treasure Wheel into the Sun Golden Wheel and the Moon Golden Wheel. Jianghu, the ancestors of your Jiang family spent a lot of time to get it together, but no one has been able to restore it into the Tianwu treasure wheel." The old monk said.

Jiang Han had also heard this story, but his father did not say that the Tianwu Baolun was passed down from Buddhism.

And the Buddhist sect has nothing to do with the world, and rarely intervenes in Jianghu affairs, so there is no conflict with the Mozong.

Jiang Han said: "Could it be that the master wants to take back the Tianwu treasure wheel?"

"No, Buddhism pays attention to being born according to fate and being safe with circumstances. Since the treasure wheel of Tianwu fell into the hands of the benefactor, it means that the benefactor and the treasure wheel of Tianwu have a destiny. Naturally, I will not do things that destroy people's chances, Amitabha." Master Gen clasped his hands together and said a Buddha's name.

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes: "So you have a way to combine the two into one?"

"No thoughts, no desires, no desires, as long as the benefactor let go of the attachments in his heart and maintain an ethereal heart, Tianwu Baolun comes uninvited, but it is difficult to let go of obsessions, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, it also depends on the fate of the benefactor, the benefactor This is a chance." The rootless monk said, "I gave the benefactor a heart-purifying mantra. If the benefactor has complicated thoughts in the future, he can use this mantra to cure the distracting thoughts in his heart."

Jiang Han agreed, and at this time the rootless monk also recited scriptures.

Jiang Han tried to remember it with his heart, and the amazing thing is that just by remembering, his mind unexpectedly calmed down.

After a stick of incense, Jiang Han clasped his hands together: "Thank you Master, I still have one thing I want to ask Master."

"It's okay to be a benefactor." Master Wugen said.

Jiang Han said: "The assassin of the Great Compassionate Heaven."

As soon as these words came out, Master Wugen's brows tightened, and he immediately said: "This is a Buddhist gate, why did the benefactor say assassins? The Buddhist gate respects living beings, stays away from death, and stays away from obsession."

"It is said in the Lotus Sutra: Great Mercy and Great Compassion, always tireless, always seeking good deeds, it seems that Jinshan Temple and Great Compassion Heaven have nothing to do with each other, but there is no connection at all, which is the biggest connection." Jiang Han said without hesitation own thoughts.

Master Wugen was very surprised, and gave him an appreciative look: "Your Highness is well said, but there are some secrets that His Highness has to discover by himself."

Jiang Han clasped his hands together, thanked Master Wugen, and after exchanging a few more pleasantries, he left.

Seeing the back of Jiang Han's three masters and servants leaving, Master Wugen said "Goodness" at the gate of the Daxiong Palace.

A monk with a bare chin came next to him, it was Wu Yu, he said: "Senior Brother, Your Highness came here this time, did you talk about anything?"

"I'm afraid... I can't hide it from His Highness for too long, His Highness's intelligence is far beyond the old monk's imagination." Wugen said.

"Amitabha." Wuyu said the Buddha's name without saying a word.

But when going down the mountain, Hong Luan jumped up and down like a little sparrow, she said: "My lord, have you been instructed?"

"I got it, but I didn't get it either." Jiang Han said.

Hongluan looked puzzled: "Isn't it the same as saying something and not saying it?" "You can't guess His Highness's thoughts." Qingluan next to him sarcastically said.

Hongluan was flushed with anger, and was about to quarrel, but found that a few monks in the distance were evasive and did not dare to look directly at the two girls.

So Hongluan intentionally acted as if she was molesting, and stagnated her body, causing the monks to say "guilty", and she left contentedly.

At night, Jiang Han lights up the lamp in his room and reads at night.

What I read was not the Four Books and Five Classics, but the letters and treasure maps left by Chen Xuanji.

He searched for a while, and immediately found some treasure maps in Tianquan City.

Soon, Jiang Han quickly locked on one of them, and it was the general direction of the former dynasty relic that the silver medal catcher had told him about.

Along the way, Jiang Han also found a lot of people from the rivers and lakes, because when he came, he went to a famous teahouse in the capital to listen to books. It happened that some reckless men were chatting, saying that among the treasures of the previous dynasty, there might be a lost fairy artifact. .

What is the power of the fairy artifact, it is needless to say.

Whether it's the power of the Vientiane Star, or the power of the Purple Light Sword, they are far more powerful than ordinary treasures, and they are extremely rare.

No matter which fairy artifact it is, it can only be produced under the right time, place and people.

And it is said that some fairy artifacts can only be made with the hard work of the caster.

In other words, after the foundry made it, he burped himself.

It sounds absurd, but it is indeed recorded in the history of literature.

"Your Highness." At this time, a soft call came from outside, and Jiang Han put away the treasure map: "Come in."

The person who came opened the door, and it was Hong Luan, who said, "Your Highness, this is the Tianquan City Jianghu Daily that you have wanted for nearly a year."

After all, the traffic in this world is still flawed, so Jianghu Daily is also divided into regions. For example, the Jianghu Daily in Tianquan City is different from the ordinary Jianghu Daily. Most of them are Jianghu Daily around Tianquan City.

If something particularly big happens, Jianghu Daily of the whole world will put it on the front page. For example, the fall of the previous Shuangjuezong occupied the front page of Jianghu Daily in all major regions for seven consecutive days.

The reason why Jiang Han wanted this month's Tianquan City newspaper was because he wanted to find some clues in it.

Although Jiang Han is not short of money, the more money, the better.

If the Demon Sect is rebuilt in the future, the more money there is, the better the new Demon Sect will be.

Jiang Han said: "Put it here."

But seeing Hongluan resting her chin, eating and staring at the side of the desk, her winking eyes were like silk, and she looked at Jiang Han vaguely.

"Is there anything else?" Jiang Han asked.

Hongluan's pretty face turned red, and she quietly said: "Your Highness might as well go to bed early today, the slave family and Xiaoqing are already fond of it, so come and serve His Highness to bed together."

The corner of Jiang Han's mouth twitched, and through the gap in the window, he saw Qingluan in the yard outside, she was coming in with a plate of pastries.

(End of this chapter)