Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

Xu Qing stretched out his hand and took a token from the waist of that brocade guard.

The token is stained with blood.

A name is engraved on it.

Guan Zihan.

Xu Qing silently wrote down the name, straightened Guan Zihan's body, and wiped the blood stains on his face again.

Then, he opened the blood-stained information and swept his gaze.

The next moment.

His pupils shrank.

"Secret Guard: Jinzhou City Qingjing Temple, the power is getting bigger and bigger, the number of believers is large, from the officials and nobles, down to ordinary people, all are Qingjing Temple believers! And there are a large number of martial monks in Qingjing Temple, and in the inner courtyard, there are often strange movements, in the middle of the night, there are often people wandering with the courtyard, the action is sluggish, and often after people enter, they never appear again, I suspect that the back of Qingjing Temple is in the ground..."

The content behind is soaked in blood, and it is no longer clear to see.

But Xu Qing could roughly guess what it was.

His eyes flickered, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Qingjing Temple....

There is indeed something wrong with this temple!

It is very likely that the living corpse has something to do with the Qingjing Temple!

If this is the case, Seijingji Temple must be visited.

Xu Qing slowly stood up, and finally glanced at Guan Zihan, his figure shook, and disappeared in an instant.

The official government will send Guan Zihan's body back to the Jinyi Weihu without Xu Qing's disposal.

And now Xu Qing doesn't want to contact the official government of Jinzhou City.

But anyone who has a little count should know that the Qingjing Temple has done too much.

The weight of the Qingjing Temple in the hearts of the people seems to be heavier than that of the official government!

Under normal circumstances, the government should have taken action long ago to curb the development of the Qingjing Temple.

According to Xu Qing's daytime observations.

It seems that the official mansion of Jinzhou City not only did not curb it, but intended to help the development of Qingjing Temple!

The shopkeeper also said during the day that the newborn children in Jinzhou City would only be named after being touched by the master of Qingjing Temple!

It's just incredible.

Perhaps, many people in the government are also believers of the Qingjing Temple.

Even, at worst, the actual control of Jinzhou City has fallen into the hands of Qingjing Temple!

Xu Qing thought for a moment and decided that it was better to lurk for the time being.

As for the inn, it must not be able to live forever.

The temple of Seijing must have eyeliner in the city.

If they are really the ones behind the scenes, then they must have been targeted!

He ran through the dark alley, his mind spinning, constantly thinking about countermeasures.

Soon, the inn appeared at the end of the road.

Xu Qing also tentatively determined the next action.

The figure flickered between the roofs, quietly returned to his room, and changed back into a flying fish suit.

Then he sat cross-legged back on the bed as if nothing had happened.

.........

Following.

Early morning.

Xu Qing took the package, sorted out his clothes, and walked out of the room.

The shopkeeper greeted warmly.

"Sir, how did you rest last night? Do you want to try our morning fasting meal, our cupboard specially went to the Qingjing Temple to learn, the taste is amazing!

Xu Qing shook his head and said lightly: "No need, the schedule is tight, I still have to hurry." The

shop Xiaoer had some regrets, and did not dare to say more, and respectfully sent Xu Qing out.

Xu Qing turned over on his horse, and the whip was raised.

Syllable!

The crisp sound of the horsewhip sounded, and the horse galloped in response.

There were no people on the streets in the early morning, and Xu Qing's speed was fast.

Soon he came to the city gate.

When the soldiers guarding the city saw that it was Jin Yiwei, they naturally did not dare to ask more, and hurriedly let them go.

The whip was raised again.

The speed of the steeds increased again.

After a while, Xu Qing's figure disappeared at the end of the official road.

Not far from the city gate, in the corner.

A figure hid in the shadows next to the wall, and after seeing Xu Qing leave, he turned around and entered the alley.

Time flies.

The sky is bright, and a big sun hangs in the sky.

The city gates were once again crowded.

In the crowd, a plain clothes were mixed in.

The man had a dark face and was carrying a long knife wrapped in rags.

It was Xu Qing!

Transfiguration is the basic skill of Jin Yiwei, and almost every Jin Yiwei can have a little transfiguration technique.

Coupled with Xu Qing's mastery of skin painting, the effect of transfiguration is exceptionally good.

His current appearance, at first glance, will only think that he is an ordinary martial artist!

Xu Qing looked at the flow of people in front of him, his eyes cold.

After leaving the city, he ran all the way and walked dozens of miles before stopping.

After placing the horse, he disguised himself and returned to Jinzhou City!

And the purpose of this is simply to make those who may exist in the shadows think that they have left the place.

Suddenly.

There was a commotion behind the flow of people.

Xu Qing followed the prestige and saw a group of monks appear.

Among them, there are high-ranking monks wearing big red robes, and there are also martial monks with strong bodies and vigorous blood.

The crowd suddenly became abuzz.

A piece of news spread quickly.

"Qingjing Temple is going to start looking for Buddha again!"

"What? Really fake? Isn't it supposed to be next month? How was it suddenly advanced?? "

Nonsense! Of course it's true! Haven't you seen all the masters of the Seijing Temple coming? "

..." The

excited discussion entered Xu Qing's ears.

He wondered.

Buddha?

What is that thing?

He turned his head and asked the person next to him: "What is this situation, what is the choice of Buddha?"

Xu Qing was surrounded by a family of three.

A middle-aged couple, leading a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child.

The man's face was excited, and seeing Xu Qing's question, he replied: "Seeing that you are a foreigner, choosing a Buddha is an annual tradition of Qingjing Temple!" Those who can be chosen are all beings with excellent roots, and after these people are selected, they enter the pure temple to practice, and they can become Buddhas in the future!

"Becoming a Buddha?" Xu Qing was stunned.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he nodded as a matter of course: "Become a Buddha!" In previous years, almost all the chosen people became Buddhas! The worst can also become a child under the Buddha!

With that, he turned his head and muttered something to the boy.

Basically, you must seize the opportunity to become a Buddha and so on.

Xu Qing's brows furrowed, and he only felt that what this person said was strange.

However.

The voices of others on the side came to the discussion.

It's all mixed with the word "becoming a Buddha"!

Xu Qing turned his head and looked around, only to see a fanatical face.

These people looked excited and full of longing.

Some people even turned their heads directly and ran in the direction of home, wanting to bring their own heirs to see if they could be selected by the master to become Buddhas.

This scene made Xu Qing's heart more vigilant.

The position of the Qingjing Temple in the hearts of the surrounding people....

It was much higher than he expected!

Xu Qing even suspected that as long as the order of the Qingjing Temple was given, it would be possible to change the sky around this Jinzhou City and establish itself as the king!

This pure temple... There is a big problem!