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Chapter 90(1/2)

Information about Dengtian Pavilion

The news that the Dengtian Pavilion was about to be built in Chonghua City in Dayu was like a storm sweeping through all things. In just half a day, it spread to the top officials of all countries in the world, and even spread to overseas.

Daji.

In terms of territory, Daji can be said to be the largest among all the countries in the world. The Buddhist temples that spread Buddhism are widely distributed in the fifty-eight states of Daji. Even if they are not monks, they are almost all lay disciples and even lay people who admire Buddhism.

There are three thousand Buddhist temples in the fifty-eight prefectures of Daji, spread across many counties and counties, and the status of Buddhist practitioners is needless to say.

Among them, the most famous of the Ten Buddhist Temples in Daji are well known all over the world. Among the ten Buddhist residences, the Yinfo Temple is the most mysterious and is the holy place of Buddhism in the world.

Because in the Buddhist temple, in the main hall, there is only the solemn statue of the third generation Buddha, emitting a faint light in the darkness.

A skinny figure knelt and sat under the Buddha statue, facing the central Buddha statue of Sakyamuni, the leader of the world, with his eyes closed and his lips moving, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Master."

Suddenly a respectful voice sounded outside the hall: "Dengtian Pavilion has been built in Chonghua City, Dayu."

The skinny figure under the Buddha statue was silent for a long time, and then he said: "Let Hengzhi go. He is born with wisdom, and he has abandoned his wisdom. He may finally climb to the third floor. If he can't, it doesn't matter. He will give more of his life."

That’s all.”

His voice was hoarse and dry, like the friction between two dry pieces of wood.

"Yes, Master." The respectful voice outside the hall asked again: "Then what question should I ask this time?"

The skinny figure was silent for a long time again, and then said: "It has been twenty-seven years since the last time the old monk went to Dengtian Pavilion. The master of Dengtian Pavilion of this generation has made extraordinary achievements along the way. Maybe he knows the answer. Then

Just ask me...why is the central world not allowed to enter?"

"yes."

The respectful voice outside the hall said: "In addition, Xuan Xin... who is now Kong Chen, seems to have begun to gradually awaken his memory. He even visited his former residence a few days ago."

"How is your Taoist conduct?" asked the skinny figure in the hall.

The person outside the hall responded: "I achieved a small golden body a year ago. I have obviously entered the state of observation. Now I may be close to achieving the state of observation."

"Then continue to wait." The skinny figure said hoarsely: "After his contemplation is complete and his past life memories are fully awakened, he can be made into a relic and brought back to me."

"Master, this..."

The voice outside the hall hesitated for a moment and said: "Although Xuan Xin made mistakes in his previous life, he was deceived by the witch and made such absurd remarks. Moreover, after all, he inherited such knowledge from Tianfo Temple...

"

"I have my own considerations, you don't need to say anything."

The skinny figure interrupted him directly, and then said: "The witch from the Outer Demon Sect had an affair with Xuan Xin back then and tried to save him. Although she was hit by my finger, she may not die. Once the matter is over,

After that, we lured her out."

"The witch is cunning, how can we lure her out?" the voice outside the palace couldn't help but say.

The skinny figure said calmly: "If you open the 27th Temple of the Baiba Samadhi Demon Sealing Temple, she will naturally appear as long as she is not dead."

"The twenty-seventh moment? This..." The voice outside the palace said in surprise: "Master, how can such a heinous crime be carried out easily? If the evil demon came out at the twenty-seventh moment, I don't know how many people would die.

ah."

"Just throw it to Dayu."

The skinny figure said indifferently: "How did Dayu get to where he is today step by step, and how did I, Daji, become stronger step by step? Since you have become my Grandmaster of Daji, you should already know... the disaster in the future.

I have told you many times that you should not show any mercy at this time. If you are guilty, you will go to the nineteenth level of hell from now on."

There was silence outside the hall for a long time before he responded: "Yes."



In the Later Chu Dynasty, Taoism was the state religion, and naturally there were the most Taoist temples in the world.

In Silizhou, Houchu, sixty miles away from the imperial capital of Dihong City, there is a mountain called Wuming Mountain. There is a little-known nameless Taoist temple on the mountain, which is so simple that it looks a little shabby.

An old Taoist priest in tattered robes was sitting at the door of the Taoist temple. He was holding a beggar's chicken in his somewhat dirty hands and wolfing down the steaming chicken.

In front of the old Taoist priest, stood a middle-aged Taoist wearing the robe of a heavenly master and a crown of Yuanshi.

"Uncle Master, are you really not panicking?" The middle-aged Taoist couldn't help but ask.

"Build a pavilion, just build a pavilion."

The old Taoist priest bit the chicken leg and said vaguely: "Can you stop Sikong Wuxin? He probably discovered an existence in Chonghua City that he didn't understand, otherwise he wouldn't have violated the rules of the previous generation of pavilion masters.

Yes, you also know that this is what he likes, just like the old man likes this."

"Then our Taoist sect should send someone there?" the middle-aged Taoist asked.

"You can go if you want." The old Taoist priest said casually: "You are a great national teacher, but you can't even handle this matter?"

"No." The middle-aged Taoist shook his head slightly and said: "The key is the genius who has recently emerged in Dayu, Lin Lan. According to the information from Dengtian Pavilion, he is Ming Yangzi... No, what Yin Gongshu said before he was alive

Accept a disciple."

The old Taoist priest who was biting the chicken was startled when he heard this and stopped.

"Ming Yangzi accepted a disciple during his lifetime..." The old Taoist priest sighed, "However, he has become the Demon Master after all and has nothing to do with our Taoist sect anymore, and his disciples have nothing to do with our Taoist sect. Alas,

What a pity, Ming Yangzi...it has been more than twenty years in the blink of an eye..."

"Uncle Master, I don't blame you for what happened back then." The middle-aged Taoist said softly.

"Since he has a disciple, let Yue'er go to Chonghua to have a look." said the old Taoist priest.

"yes."

The middle-aged Taoist responded, and then said: "However, Uncle Master, after Junior Brother Mingyang turned to practice magical powers, in just twenty years, he killed a dragon raised by the Great Hermitage of the Demon Sect's Hidden Sect. From him,

Judging from the fact that the soul was dissipated into nothingness, it should have burned the soul, but it was shocking enough. Ming Yangzi is not good at any skills. I suspect that he transformed the essence of the supreme Taoism of our Taoism into magical powers.

Perhaps the artistic conception was passed on to his disciple?"

"It's possible." The old Taoist priest nodded slightly and said, "What he learned about the unification of all phenomena was taught by Yue'er. Let Yue'er see it when the time comes."

"What if his disciple really learned it?" the middle-aged Taoist asked.

The old Taoist priest said: "If the essence of all things unified is really used to smelt the magical power, it should be eliminated... However, it is better to save the life of Ming Yangzi's disciple. Just let his disciple abolish that magical power by himself, and then establish it again."

Just make a vow to your inner demons and never learn it again.”



The imperial capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty was ‘Li Cai’.

The Northern Qi Dynasty, which was founded by military forces, was very fierce and fierce. All the people were soldiers. They did not establish a national religion. Taoism and Buddhism were strictly prohibited from preaching in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Once discovered, everyone would be killed without mercy.

Royal Palace, Ni Xing Tower.

Emperor Qi, who was wearing imperial robes, stood on the top floor of Nixing Tower with his hands behind his hands, looking at the sky. Behind him stood a general wearing dark armor.

"Your Majesty, news came from Dayin on the other side of Dayu that Dengtian Pavilion was built in Chonghua City today." The general said in a low voice: "It is inconvenient for Dayin to move, so I would like to ask your Majesty to send someone to Dengtian Pavilion to avoid missing this hundred years.

A rare opportunity.”

"Then let Concubine Jin go." Emperor Qi said calmly: "It would be good if we could get the information about Dengtian Pavilion. Although the Hidden Sect has returned to my sect, it is not of the same lineage as our Li family.

After all, Li Shi doesn’t take things too seriously, and the two Da Yin have been investigating in Dayu for so many years, but they still have no results.”

The general shook his head slightly and said: "After all, it is Tang Tianyuan's method, so it is normal that not many can be found."

Emperor Qi said indifferently: "It's just that we can't find any traces of the Holy Ancestor. After all, the Holy Ancestor is an unknowable existence, but the Hidden Sect can't even find traces of the outer sect's lineage? It's just because the Hidden Sect still has

I'm just afraid of the remaining power of the Outer Saint Sect, so I don't dare to delve into it further."

The general pondered for a moment and said: "Speaking of which, decades ago, the traitor to the Buddhist sect, the monk Xuan Xin, seemed to have had an affair with the current generation leader of the Outer Saint Sect. However, the leader of the Outer Saint Sect wanted to save Xuan Xin.

The man from the Yinfo Temple was hit with one finger and disappeared for many years. Maybe he is dead?"

Emperor Qi was silent for a long time and said in a low voice: "No matter what, we can either look for it from Dayu or start from the Outer Saint Sect. Only these two sides may still have the inheritance of the True Saint."

"Yes." The general responded.

Emperor Qi silently looked at the gloomy sky and murmured in his heart: "They say that you can see the source of my Holy Sect when you raise your head, but... what can you see when you raise your head?"



Dayu, Chonghua City.

Inside Prince Qian’s Mansion.

"Little friend Lin, it seems that the old man doesn't have to expel you from the academy."

The old national master said with a smile: "Although Dengtian Pavilion still does not allow my sect to enter the pavilion, it does allow Xuegong to enter the pavilion. It happens to be three days later when the pavilion is opened to meet guests. You can go there, with your ability

, there should be hope of getting a guest position, right?"

"Your guest?" Lin Lan looked at the old Imperial Master.

The old master smiled and explained: "Dengtian Pavilion has two statuses: guest ministers and worshipers. As worshipers, they are considered internal members and can enjoy more benefits, but they also have to bear more. Guest ministers have nothing to bear.

, but there’s no benefit, it’s just that you have the qualifications to buy information from Dengtian Pavilion.”

Lin Lan was stunned.
To be continued...
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