The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 1879 Panlong Temple

This is a monastery, a temple where monks live, located on a hillside.

In front of the mountain gate is a wide open area, which is at least fifty meters in radius at a glance!

The sky was full of stars and the moon had just risen.

Feng Jiuxiao saw the overhanging eaves and flying corners of many buildings behind the mountain gate, and thought: This temple is quite large!

The open space in front of the ancient temple was actually paved with polished rectangular granite slabs. Each slab was about five feet long and three feet wide, and they were arranged neatly. To level out such a large piece of land on a hillside, the amount of manpower and material resources consumed was definitely not a small amount. By analogy, the amount of money spent on the entire ancient temple was absolutely staggering!

Who would have thought that such a huge project was hidden on this nameless mountain?

Whose handiwork is it?

This place is already the border of the Great Shu Kingdom, and is almost a step away from Tubo. What is the purpose of building such a large temple here? If it is not the work of the Shu Emperor, who else could it be?

Several rows of towering ancient trees, including pine and cypress, have been planted on the edge of the open space near the hillside, forming a natural barrier and serving as a guardrail.

Pang Shiwu saw that the ancient tree fence was full of carriages, about twenty or so, and a number of horses were tied up, more than twenty in total. "There really are horse posts there!"

Pang Shiwu walked closer and saw the exquisitely carved horse hitching posts lined up in a row, two meters apart.

There are two kinds of stone carvings, which appear alternately.

The hitching posts at odd numbers are carved with four sacred beasts, usually symbolizing blessings from all directions; the hitching posts at even numbers are carved with lions, usually symbolizing everything going well.

There were quite a few hitching posts, probably around a hundred! In other words, at most a hundred carriages or horses could be parked here at the same time!

Zeng Yong tied the reins to the stone pile and said suspiciously, "This doesn't look like a famous mountain or holy place. Who would be so generous as to build such a grand temple here? Take this parking lot for example. It's so big. Look at the granite. It's such a waste! Are there so many rich people who come to burn incense? So many that even the carriages can't fit in? I don't believe it!"

Feng Jiuxiao pondered and said, "It's hard to say! Maybe... there is a possibility... on auspicious days, there are a lot of pilgrims going up the mountain, and it's overcrowded, so the temple specially built such a large parking lot for this extreme situation. You see, today is not a good day either. Aren't there so many carriages parked here? There are more than 20 horses and more than 20 carriages, right?"

Zeng Yong frowned, "There's no village in front of here, and no shop behind. Wenchuan City is the closest to here within a radius of fifty miles, but it's at least ten miles away! Who would go ten miles outside the city to burn incense?"

Feng Jiuxiao laughed and said, "Oh, that's hard to say! The ancients said: A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals living there; a river is not famous for its depth, but for the dragons living there. Maybe there is a great monk living here, or the Bodhisattva here is particularly effective, so the pilgrims take the trouble to come here from afar. It's possible!"

Zeng Yong remains skeptical.

Feng Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Everything is possible. Maybe your suspicion is right. Let's just go with the flow and go!" Suspicion is not a bad thing. The most important thing when traveling in the world is to act cautiously. Any negligence may be fatal!

When they arrived outside the mountain gate, they saw the three large gilded characters "Panlong Temple" on the gate plaque reflecting a somewhat cold feeling under the moonlight. There was actually a tiny crack running across the character "dragon", like a swimming little dragon, which was a witness to the long years.

The copper bells on the eaves rang in the night wind, and the bronze incense burners on the nine-story stone steps shone a few dim lights under the starlight. The faded red lacquer door was half-open, and a few rays of candlelight leaked through the cracks, illuminating the mottled moss on the steps under the feet clearly.

Pushing open the gate, the inside is brightly lit, with big red lanterns hanging everywhere. Passing through the mountain gate, there is a large hall in front of you, the "Heavenly King Hall"!

A monk was coming out of the temple with a lantern, and he put his palms together and said, "You benefactors, I guess you came here in the middle of the night to ask for a place to stay?"

Feng Jiuxiao put his palms together and said, "That's right. Master, may I ask if you can let us stay for one night?"

The monk said calmly: "Monks are compassionate, of course you can!"

Feng Jiuxiao saw that the monk was about thirty years old. There were several light blue veins on the back of his right hand holding the lantern. His palm skills must be quite amazing.

The slightly hunched posture caused the ochre-colored robes to drape in several folds, and the warp and weft of the inner linen cloth were faintly visible at the worn edges of the robes.

Thick eyebrows covered the deep eye sockets like sleeping bags, and his eyes were kind like the moon reflected in an ancient well, reflecting the afterimage of the copper bells on the eaves swaying gently in the morning breeze.

Under the starlight, there seemed to be a halo of light flowing outside the monk's body, appearing and disappearing. In the eyes of others, it was naturally empty, but in Feng Jiuxiao's "eyes", everything was visible and nothing could escape his eyes!

Because Feng Jiuxiao's method of seeing qi has long since broken away from the shackles of using the eyes! A sixth sense beyond the five senses!

That monk is indeed the Pure Glaze, at the peak of the ninth realm!

There is actually a ninth-level master in the Panlong Temple on this nameless mountain. How interesting!

Feng Jiuxiao immediately became interested!

The monk put his palms together and said, "Please follow me, donors." He turned and walked to the right side of the Heavenly King Hall.

Pang Shiwu frowned. He felt that this place was a little strange. It was too quiet! There were so many carriages parked outside, which meant that there were at least fifty or sixty pilgrims inside! Could it be that they were all asleep? What time was it?

"Excuse me, Master, how many monks are there in our temple?" Pang Shiwu asked casually.

The monk didn't even turn his head and hurried on, "About twenty or so in total."

Pang Shiwu turned to Zeng Yong and said, "More than twenty monks is not a small number."

Zeng Yong hummed and looked around.

Soon the monks led everyone to a dormitory, which was located between the Hall of Heavenly Kings and the Main Hall. It was a two-story building with nearly a hundred rooms.

"Dear donors, the dormitories on this floor are all empty tonight. If you don't mind, you can stay here temporarily. I wonder how many donors have enjoyed vegetarian meals?"

Chili immediately said, "Master, we haven't eaten yet, is there anything to eat here?"

The master's face was calm and serene, "Yes, I will bring it to you donors later."

Chili asked: "Master, what do we have to eat here?"

Yuan Zishan tapped Lajiao's head lightly and said, "If you have some ambition, you can eat whatever you have!"

La Jiao covered her stomach and said in a crying voice, "Miss, I'm starving." She was so cute and adorable that I felt pity for her.

Yuan Zishan shook her head and said lovingly, "Okay, I really admire you. Just bear with it for a while, and there will be food soon!"

The monk said calmly, "The temple has steamed buns, rice, noodles, boiled cabbage, steamed potatoes, and baked sweet potatoes. I wonder if they suit your taste?"

La Jiao's eyes immediately lit up: "It's true, it's true!" Then he put his hands together, bowed very devoutly, and said very seriously: "Thank you, Master!" Everyone smiled.

The monk put his palms together and said, "Don't be so polite, benefactor!" Then he turned and walked away.

Feng Jiuxiao's heart suddenly moved. It seemed that there was someone hiding on an ancient cypress tree ten feet away!

He didn't look over there, not wanting to alert the enemy.

He silently released his spiritual power, which continued to extend towards the ancient tree like invisible octopus tentacles. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual tentacles had sensed that there was indeed a person hiding in the tree, a monk.

The monk was actually spying on them!

The monk's eyes were quite strange, and Feng Jiuxiao actually felt a sense of "vulgarity" from them! Feng Jiuxiao snorted inwardly: I didn't expect there would be a problem here, let's wait and see what happens.

Maybe the monk was the night watchman for tonight, and his wretchedness might just be his own illusion.

After a while, the monk who went to get food came back with two young monks, carrying food boxes. Each of them carried two food boxes, and they brought six food boxes in total at once!

Everyone squeezed into a dormitory first, and the three monks placed the food boxes on the table.

Feng Jiuxiao said: "I haven't asked the master for his Dharma name yet..."

The monk said, "I am Jingchen! These are my two nephews, Miaode and Huixin!"

Feng Jiuxiao immediately put his palms together to thank the two monks. Miaode and Huixin also put their palms together to return the greeting.

Jingchen said, "I will not disturb you from having a meal. I will take my leave now." He turned around and left, followed by his two nephews.

The three of them came and left in a hurry, without a moment's delay. There was something strange about them.

When Pang Shiwu saw the three monks disappear, he whispered, "Brother, there seems to be someone hiding in the tree over there!" He was in the third level of the Glazed Realm and could also sense the presence of living people over there.

"I know." Feng Jiuxiao pointed above his head, indicating that walls have ears.

Pang Shiwu immediately condensed his voice into a line: "I feel that there is no murderous aura from that person, and it seems that he has no ill intentions."

Feng Jiuxiao's face was solemn, and his voice became thin, "No ill intentions? Are you sure?" He obviously disagreed!

Pang Shiwu's eyes lit up and he immediately became alert: "Brother, how can I be sure! It's good if they have bad intentions, I'm just afraid they don't have bad intentions!" He was speaking from the heart. If the monks living here were honest people, they would leave tomorrow morning, which would be very boring! But if they have bad intentions and want to cause trouble, how interesting it would be!

"Brother, are they after our money or our lives? Are they after our money?"

Feng Jiuxiao condensed his voice into a line and transmitted it in secret: "They are so luxurious here, do you think they will care about the few taels of silver in your pocket? They are eyeing the sword on your waist!"

After Feng Jiuxiao and Pang Shiwu finished their whispers, he started to speak, "La Jiao, come on, eat!" He opened a food box, which was filled with bowls and plates.

Steamed buns on a plate and rice in a bowl.

Zeng Yong opened another food box, which turned out to contain cold lotus root slices and cucumbers. He also asked Feng Jiuxiao in a low voice, "What are you two talking about?"

Feng Jiuxiao moved his mouth towards his ear, and Zeng Yong condensed his voice into a line and moved his mouth towards Feng Jiuxiao: "Are you saying that the monks here have started to have evil ideas? Want to take the Fifteen Blood Swords?"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "That's right! Jingchen seemed calm just now, but his heartbeat was obviously faster, and his eyes glanced at the blood sword at least five times!"

Chang Zijin interrupted, "Five glances? There's definitely something wrong! Normal people would be shocked, surprised, and unbelievable when they take their first glance, so they would take a second glance, mainly to confirm, which is all normal. However, when he starts to take a third, fourth, or even fifth glance, that's not normal."

Pang Shiwu was surprised and said, "That Jingchen actually looked at my Blood Sword Five? Amazing! I didn't notice it at all just now. Is this guy so good at disguising himself?"

La Jiao was holding a piece of sweet potato but was reluctant to eat it. Yuan Zishan was a little surprised: "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat it when someone brings it to you?"

Chili said thoughtfully: "Miss, if they really want to take advantage of us, do you think they will put drugs in the food?"

Everyone was stunned.

No one expected this!

Pang Shiwu lowered his voice and said, "Everything has gone smoothly for me over the years, so I have become a little arrogant and feel that I am immune to all poisons, so I have never been on guard against this. Fortunately, La Jiao reminded me. I think there is a high possibility that these guys drugged me!"

When they entered the mountain gate, they deliberately concealed their auras, so the monk could never test the depth of their martial arts. Precisely because they didn't know the depth, drugging was the safest, least risky, and most effective way!

Feng Jiuxiao said: "I have smelled it. It is colorless and tasteless. I cannot tell whether it is poisonous or not. But we have this." He took out a green rhinoceros tooth and swept it back and forth over each food. As long as the food was different, the green rhinoceros tooth would change color and turn black.

The color of the blue rhinoceros teeth did not change.

This is even more weird. Did I misunderstand them?

Chang Zijin said at this time: "Have you ever thought that the monk might not be interested in the Blood Rain and Fragrance Sword! In other words, it's not just the Blood Rain and Fragrance Sword!"

Feng Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes and his face darkened, "You mean, they have other ideas?" He looked at Yuan Zishan.

Yuan Zishan frowned, vaguely feeling that Chang Zijin's words involved her!

As expected, Chang Zijin said, "I just noticed that the monk peeked at Zishan six times!"

what?

The air dropped to freezing point in an instant!

Who doesn't know that Yuan Zishan is Feng Jiuxiao's Achilles' heel!

This monk is simply risking his life!

Erni clearly felt that the atmosphere was not right! She looked at Feng Jiuxiao's expression, and although it did not show any change, she was sensitive enough to sense that Feng Jiuxiao was already burning with anger!

Yuan Zishan frowned and said, "From my memory, the monk only glanced at me once. The rest of the time, his eyes seemed to be looking at the ground. Why didn't I feel that he was spying on me?"

Chang Zijin said: "We were standing at different angles. He was facing you directly. From your perspective, he didn't raise his head or look at you. But from my perspective, he at least stole a few glances at the tip of your shoes and the hem of your skirt!"

Yuan Zishan frowned and said, "Damn it!" A monk actually had such evil thoughts, he must not be a true monk! At least not a qualified monk!

Feng Jiuxiao said: "There are quite a few people gathered here tonight, but they didn't make any noise. Don't you find it strange?"

Zeng Yong listened carefully around him and said, "It seems that there is no one upstairs! I'll go up and take a look!"

Pang Shiwu said: "I'll accompany you!"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "No need, there are people up there! Just a few women and children, they don't know martial arts."

Pang Shiwu was startled, "Where did those people go?"

Feng Jiuxiao said: "Let's go around this Panlong Temple tonight! Maybe we can catch a few lecherous monks!"

Thank you Yudong for your strong support and encouragement!