Zong Wu: I am the prince of Ming Dynasty, marry Yaoyue Lianxing

The honest monk found a corner in the hall, sat facing the wall, and muttered to himself.

It seemed that he was fulfilling the promise he had just made to the guard 3.0, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.

Seeing Zhu Zixuan coming out, Monk Honest's eyes lit up.

Standing up quickly, he said, "Amitabha, your lord has rested? Did you ever think of asking the monk to do something?"

Zhu Zixuan looked at him with a half-smile, and asked: "If this king wants you to be an enemy of those Buddhists, would you be willing?"

The honest monk showed hesitation, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "If those Buddhists make things difficult for the prince, then the monk will naturally stand by the prince's side."

Of course the honest monk understands the current situation.

The Four Great Sacred Monks, Jingnian Zen, Tianlong Temple, Esoteric Buddhism outside Tibet...

Buddhist sects from all over the world came to Daming together to conquer King Xiaoyao.

Of course the honest monk would not be so stupid as to make enemies with them for the sake of King Xiaoyao.

But his current mission is just to stay by Xiaoyao Wang's side and be a spy.

When the major Buddhist sects came to attack, the leader would never allow him to stay by Xiaoyao Wang's side.

Therefore, the promise now is just to reassure King Xiaoyao.

The honest monk will only attack the major Buddhist schools when he is stupid.

Hearing this, Zhu Zixuan showed a gratified expression, nodded, and said, "Then I'm relieved."

The honest monk was a little surprised, and felt that Xiaoyao Wang was a little too talkative?

Just by saying that, does he really believe it?

Thinking about it, he tried again: "Then... my lord, when will the monk be able to read the Yi Jin Jing?"

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly and said: "After you help me out, I will naturally lend you the Yi Jin Jing for reference."

The honest monk sighed, but felt relieved in his heart.

If King Xiaoyao didn't mention this condition, he would feel guilty instead.

Originally, his purpose was not for the Yi Jin Jing, as long as he could stay with King Xiaoyao smoothly.

Zhu Zixuan suddenly walked into the courtyard and looked up.

In the sky, the white eagle hovered down! .

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Everyone in Shenjian Villa and the honest monk looked at such a handsome white eagle, and they couldn't help showing shock on their faces.

Although they all knew from the rumors in the Jianghu that Xiaoyao Wang went to Shaolin that day, and he came here on a carving.

But hearsay is different from seeing with one's own eyes.

Zhu Zixuan jumped onto the back of the carving.

The honest monk couldn't help but shine his eyes.

Flying is almost everyone's dream.

Even people in the rivers and lakes are no exception.

No matter how powerful the lightness kung fu is in the world, it cannot reach the level of flying.

The honest monk couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart.

The back of this white eagle is extremely broad, and it should be no problem to sit another person.

Just when the honest monk was thinking about it.

He suddenly felt the sky darken, and then Xiaoyao Wang's voice sounded: "Don't move."

The honest monk who was about to dodge had no choice but to control his instinct to resist after hearing the words.

The next moment, he only felt his shoulders tighten, and his body was lifted up.

Hanging on the claws of the white eagle, the honest monk felt as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Although it is no problem to sit two more people on top of the white eagle, but Zhu Zixuan is not in the habit of sharing a ride with a man.

Naturally, it is impossible for the honest monk to enjoy the treatment of sitting on the carved back.

Zhu Zixuan gave Bai Diao an order in his heart, the goal: the southern suburbs of Luoyang during the Great Sui Dynasty!

The honest monk hangs on the white eagle's claws, and after getting used to this posture, he can actually feel a little bit of fun.

See everything in the world, slowly shrinking under the body.

Feeling the whistling of the wind, the honest monk unexpectedly had a kind of lofty ambition that the world is under my feet.

It's just that when the white eagle got higher and higher, the honest monk began to panic in his heart.

At this height, if Bai Diao opens his claws, no matter how high his lightness kung fu is, no matter how deep his internal kung fu is, and no matter how hard his external kung fu is, he will surely die.

He couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Along the way, the wind was howling, and the honest monk was able to hold on at the beginning, afraid of encountering some accidents, he did not dare to waste his true energy indiscriminately.

In the end, I felt a little dizzy, so I had to use my true energy to resist the oncoming wind.

After a while, the honest monk couldn't help but asked, "My lord, are we going back to Beijing? How long will it take?"

When he was lifted into the air by the white eagle, the honest monk was flustered and dizzy, and he still couldn't tell the direction.

Zhu Zixuan said lightly: "Soon."

The honest monk can only try to calm himself down and recite scriptures silently in his heart.

After a while, the white eagle suddenly began to lower its height.

When the building below could be faintly seen, the white eagle stopped descending.

This place should already be near Luoyang in the Sui Dynasty.

Zhu Zixuan began to control Bai Diao, searching for the whereabouts of Jingnian Temple.

If he remembered correctly, Jingnian Temple should be in the southern suburbs of Luoyang.

And the scale is huge, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find it.

After a while, Zhu Zixuan's eyes fell on a hill in the southern suburbs.

On the top of the mountain, there are hundreds of temple buildings, which look like a small town.

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly, knowing that it should be the Jingnian Temple.

He directly controlled the white eagle, and flew towards the center of the Zen temple!

In the middle of the temple, there is a square paved with white stones. Flying over the square, Zhu Zixuan controlled the white eagle to let go of its claws!

In the air, the high-pitched cry of the honest monk resounded.

"boom!"

In the square, there was a burst of smoke and dust.

The honest monk stood up from the pit, feeling terrified.

If it wasn't for his profound internal strength, he would have been thrown to death this time.

Zhu Zixuan also jumped down from the white eagle, his posture was like a fairy.

At this time, the square they were in was as wide as hundreds of feet, and it was all made of white stones and surrounded by white stone railings.

A bronze statue of Manjusri Bodhisattva is enshrined in the middle of Baishi Square, riding on the back of a golden lion, which is two feet high.

Beside the altar, there are three Buddhas such as Medicine Master, Sakyamuni and Amitabha.

Painted plastic gold ornaments are very imposing.

In addition to the four entrances and exits on the four stone steps, there are five hundred arhats evenly distributed on the four sides of the Baishi platform, all of which are made of gold and copper.

These arhats have different looks and postures, but no matter whether they open their eyes and protrude their foreheads or lower their eyes and keep them inward, they are all lifelike and no different from living people.

Before Baishi Square, it should be the main hall of the Jingnian Temple.

The main hall is three feet long and wide, and half a foot high. The whole body is golden, and it is actually made of gold and copper.

In the temple, the other buildings are centered on the main hall, and the whole is orderly and distributed in all directions.

Separated by forest roads, there is a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

In front of the Manjusri altar in Baishi Square, there is also a large incense burner.

At this moment, the burning sandalwood is sending out a lot of fragrance to permeate the whole space.

In this fragrance, there is a kind of tranquil power, which makes people unconsciously feel a sense of being out of the world.

The honest monk, who is a Buddhist disciple, couldn't help clasping his hands together after seeing the environment clearly, feeling surprised in his heart.

He couldn't help but asked: "My lord, where is this place? In the Ming Dynasty, there is such a temple? The monk has never heard of it."

"when!"

The melodious bell sounded in the temple.

Then, the two of them heard the sound of Buddhist chant and chanting sutras, which came from all over the temple.

Listening to the sound of chanting sutras, the honest monk's face became serious.

As a Buddhist disciple, he was even more able to hear the clues from the sound of chanting sutras.

He said softly: "My lord, the way they recite the scriptures is to read the scriptures in one breath, so chanting the scriptures is like breathing!"

"To be able to go on like this without a break, without a very high level of internal strength, it's hard to do."

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly and said: "Don't be nervous, this king is just to let you see the Yi Jin Jing earlier."

The honest monk was stunned, he really couldn't figure out what this place had to do with Yi Jin Jing.

Could it be that the prince has hidden the Yi Jin Jing here?

The flying speed of the white eagle is far beyond the cognition of the honest monk.