The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

The figure was blurry, and four pairs of eyes in the field were fixed on her.

But in an instant, another burst of pure golden light burst out, submerging the beautiful figure in just a moment, and then condensed into a '卍' symbol.

"Buddhism? Why is it related to Buddhism?"

Fang Xun's eyes suddenly focused, as if his spying on the figure had inspired a Buddhist power.

As soon as the swastika symbol appeared, the space in the courtyard seemed to become solemn, making people feel depressed.

A terrifying aura rose up, making it difficult for people to breathe.

"Zhenwu?"

Fang Xun's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat and he felt that it was extremely difficult for him to speak. Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo also felt that they had difficulty breathing.

At this moment, Bai Qingmeng suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of Fang Xun, which made the three of them feel relieved and better.

But when the celestial girl waved her hand, a soft white light collided silently with the swastika symbol.

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As soon as the two touched, they both collapsed, and then the scattered light particles condensed into a picture.

I saw a vast expanse of yellow sand, and the rolling mountains lay across the desert like giant dragons.

Fang Xun stared at the pattern intently, and could also see the snow on the tops of the mountains that never melted all year round.

When he looked closely, he actually saw more than twenty huge Buddha statues among the mountains that stretched from the earth to the sky.

It turns out that someone carved more than 20 of the mountains into Buddha statues!
Compared with the undulating peaks, these Buddha statues are not very big, but just one toe is more than ten feet high.

“It’s the Vajra Temple!”

Old Man Mo exclaimed immediately, and Yu Jiaolong also gave a reminder.

"Husband, there is someone on the Buddha statue!"

Without her reminder, Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng both saw the old monk sitting cross-legged on top of the Buddha statue in meditation.

The old monk had a lean and thin body, with rough and dark skin, but in Fang Xun's eyes, his spiritual temperament was like a torch in the darkness that could not be ignored.

As if he noticed someone was watching him, the old monk slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze met with Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng.

In a flash, Bai Qingmeng's expression was still calm, but Fang Xun couldn't help but hold his breath, and he felt that the other party's gaze was penetrating into his soul!

The next moment, the old monk just sighed and shook his head, and the picture floating in the air disappeared instantly.

The jade stele also returned to normal, lying quietly on the altar, as if nothing had happened.

Fang Xun, Yu Jiaolong, and Old Man Mo were unable to come back to their senses for a long time. All they could think of were the old monk's eyes that could see straight into people's hearts.

It was not until Bai Qingmeng spoke that their thoughts were brought back to reality.

"With that Zhenwu monk blocking my way, I can't spy on anything more."

After Fang Xun came to his senses, he immediately turned to Old Man Mo and asked, "I really wanted to hear you say that, where is the Vajra Temple in the Western Region Protectorate?"

Old Man Mo's eyes were still a little dazed, but after hearing Fang Xun's question, his expression unconsciously revealed a hint of admiration.

"Yes, it is the Vajra Temple. The monks in the temple live in seclusion in the Qitian Mountains all year round, ignoring the outside world and focusing on hard practice in the mountains.

Many eminent monks in the temple personally carve the mountains into the shape of giant Buddhas, which is both a form of ascetic practice and a way of condensing their own insights into the Buddhas.

And outsiders are not prohibited from coming to comprehend the truth. As long as they don't make any noise, anyone can go to Qi Tian Mountain to comprehend the Taoism of these great Buddhas.

When I was young, I also went to worship those big Buddhas and benefited a lot from them. The monks in the Vajra Temple are all true ascetics! "

Fang Xun was also filled with awe after hearing this. No matter where they are, such ascetics who practice what they preach are always admirable.

At this time, Yu Jiaolong suddenly frowned and said, "But how is the Vajra Temple related to Xue Linlang?"

Fang Xun shook his head: "Maybe there is something there that can help Xue Linlang recover her strength quickly."

After saying this, he smiled again and said, “Well, there’s no point in thinking about this. With a group of high monks from the Vajra Temple in charge, it won’t be that easy for Xue Linlang to get what he wants.

When I have some free time, I will definitely go to Qi Tian Mountain to observe. Maybe it will help me to break through to Zhenwu."

After hearing what Fang Xun said, Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo no longer thought about it. She smiled and said, "There is nothing important going on in the mansion right now. After we deal with some trivial matters in the fiefdom during this period of time, you can go with me to observe it."

Fang Xun nodded. He didn't want to go on a long journey again right after returning home, and he still had some matters to deal with in his fiefdom. After a while, he would go to Qi Tianshan Vajra Temple to observe and exchange ideas.

"It just so happens that I have something to ask Master Lu, so I will go to Dongting Mansion in a while."

"My husband, don't be in a hurry. You've been working hard outside. You should rest at home for a day. It won't be too late to set off tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll do as my wife says."

The group left the courtyard chatting and laughing. Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo went to handle their daily duties, while Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng were free.

As for the affairs of the palace, Fang Xun only proposed a general plan, and he did not need to worry about the implementation of the specific details himself.

Bai Qingmeng was even freer. She was either seeking enlightenment or on her way to enlightenment. It was unrealistic to ask her to sit at a desk and review documents. The most she could do was give some pointers to the masters in the mansion.

After returning to his own yard, Fang Xun sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to sort out Ling Donglai's insights into martial arts.

However, although he did not take the matter of the blood-colored jade stele to heart, the old monk from the Vajra Temple and Xue Linlang were not so idle.

The Qi Tian Mountains are full of towering peaks and steep ridges, and there are more than twenty small hills carved into the shape of Buddha statues among the mountains.

Above one of the Buddha statues, the old monk who had blocked Fang Xun’s gaze also entered into meditation again.

But the next moment, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes again, and looked towards the south of the Yangtze River again, as if he had crossed many obstacles and met a malicious gaze somewhere in Lingzhou.

There was no sound when the two gazes collided, but the air was unconsciously filled with the smell of blood. It was unknown what the old monk saw, but his face was extremely solemn.

But soon, the smell of blood dissipated.

The old monk's eyes were filled with ripples, and he felt very uneasy.

He sighed, and saw a ripple suddenly appear in the air with him as the center, spreading in all directions.

clang--

It was like the ringing of a morning bell, causing the other monks in meditation in the mountains to frown, wondering what had happened.

Soon, a thin middle-aged monk with dark complexion appeared in front of the old monk.

The monk put his hands together and said, "Brother Yuanxiang, has something happened?"

Yuan Xiang sighed and said, "Just now, within a short quarter of an hour, two Tianji masters spied on the seal in the mountain, and behind them were Zhenwu masters.

I couldn’t figure out who the first wave of people were, but the second wave was the devil Xue Linlang!”

The monk's eyes narrowed, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

"During these troubled times, I'm afraid that my Vajra Temple will not be able to have peace and quiet."

Yuan Xiang sighed and said, "Yuan Ci, I'll need you to go to the Central Plains to report this to the School of Scholars, the Divine Sword Lake, and..."

At this point, Yuan Xiang hesitated for a moment, but continued, "As for the Huanhua Sword Sect, if possible, it would be best to ask the three donors, Wu Haoran, Zang Xuanji, and Li Hongyan, to come to Qi Tian Mountain in person."

Yuanci nodded and said, "It's my job, so why bother? Senior Brother, there's no time to lose. I'll leave for the Central Plains right away!"

"Go ahead, leave early and come back early."

At the same time, Lingzhou.

The air here is filled with moisture. November in late autumn should be dry, but the air is filled with dampness. If an ordinary person stays here for a long time, his body probably can't stand the humidity.

The land is also covered with silt and infested with all kinds of mosquitoes, rats and ants. It will take some effort to reclaim this place into fertile land.

On the bank of the turbulent river, Xue Linlang, dressed in a blood-stained robe, had a gloomy and uncertain expression on his face.

Next to him, an old Taoist with an immortal look stood with his head bowed respectfully, not daring to look at the other person.

There was also an altar in front of the two of them, with a broken blood-red jade stele quietly placed on the altar. Judging from the broken end, it matched the part that Fang Xun had obtained, so they should be two parts of the same stele.

The old Taoist looked at Xue Linlang's uncertain expression, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Master, it is indeed in the Vajra Temple, but there is Yuan Xiang sitting there, and I can't spy more."

Xue Linlang let out a long breath when he heard this.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I know that he is in the Vajra Temple. It's a pity that Li Hongyan really didn't lie to me. I would rather she was lying to me."

The old Taoist was confused when he heard this, but Xue Linlang immediately calmed down and put a sunny and cheerful smile on her face again.

"In that case, I want to see what this little girl is up to. You return to Quzhou immediately and inform all the disciples to put down everything they are doing and head to the four states of the Western Prefecture!"

The old Taoist widened his eyes and said, "Master, what do you want?"

"Don't worry about what I want to do. Everyone, start a blood disaster in the four states of the Western Prefecture. The bigger the better. If someone doesn't want to, that's fine. As long as you are confident that you can escape from my palm, you can give it a try!"

Speaking of this, Xue Linlang smiled even more broadly and gave the old Taoist a meaningful look, which made the old Taoist feel cold in his heart and broke out in a cold sweat.

If possible, the old Taoist would not want to start a blood disaster.

The Blood Demon Sect was hated by everyone, so all the disciples had to hide their identities and go public through a backdoor listing in Quzhou.

If a blood disaster were to be unleashed to sweep across the four states of the Western Prefecture, it would certainly make the righteous forces of the Central Plains and the imperial court furious. When the time came, they would unite to wipe out the enemy, and there was no telling how many disciples would be lost, and they might even lose their lives!

But facing Xue Linlang, the old Taoist simply didn't have the courage to say no.

"Master, I will rush to the West Palace as soon as possible!" (End of this chapter)