It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 535: Phoenix Nirvana Shows Miracles

Liu Cong let Sima Chi and others go down the mountain without any ambiguity.

Sima Chi looked at Yang Xianrong, and his meaning was very clear, he wanted her to go with him. It was not that he still had any feelings for her, but he felt that with her as a guarantee, he would not die for a while.

In the current situation, Yang Xianrong naturally understood that she still had to return to the Luoyang Palace. Even if it was not for Sima Jing, the people in Tianyuan Palace and her brother were still in danger.

Yang Xianrong wanted to follow Sima Chi, and Zhang Heng insisted on following her. His meaning was more obvious: I can't even be a monk anymore, so I might as well hang out with girls.

After counting the people Zhang Heng brought, there were actually 70 or 80 people, all dressed as bald monks. In the state of semi-monks in Lingshan Temple, they also did a lot of work to repair Lingshan Temple. The abbot of Lingshan Temple was very old and didn't want to take care of many things. When Zhang Heng was taken in, he just thought that so many strong laborers would surely die in the chaotic world, so it was better to stay to protect the safety of the temple.

Therefore, if Zhang Heng and his companions wanted to follow Yang Xianrong down the mountain, they had to ask the abbot's opinion first.

However, they were surprised to find that the fire was actually started by the abbot. It should be said that the abbot sat in the pagoda forest, covered himself with pine oil, and then set himself on fire.

The monks of Lingshan Temple looked at the abbot who was burned to ashes and burst into tears. Zhang Heng and the others also knelt on the ground and kowtowed, a little panicked, because a hot-tempered monk was already shouting, "It's all your fault. You killed the master!"

"What? Are we wrong?" Liu Cong and his men followed, looking at the charred corpse he could not help but sneer, "He is old and scared, isn't it good for him to end his life like this? At least his body is intact. Let him use the cenotaph, I don't want it."

Liu Cong also looked abnormal, as if he was going to go crazy in the next second.

The monks were so frightened that they dared not say anything more, but their eyes were wide open and they were extremely angry.

Zhang Heng had been here for half a year and had a good relationship with everyone. He led everyone to kneel in front of the abbot's charred body, put their hands together and began to recite scriptures.

At the beginning, he was the only one chanting, and then his brothers followed suit. The buzzing sound also infected the people present. The real monks of Lingshan Temple also knelt down and chanted silently.

Liu Cong didn't say anything, but began to stare blankly at the bright yellow silk in his hand.

But in just a moment, he actually lit the silk and threw it on the charred corpse, reigniting the fire that had been extinguished by everyone.

The monks panicked and tried to continue putting out the fire.

But Liu Cong suddenly said: "Burning the body to offer to Buddha, the shackles of the flesh, the power of Prajna wisdom, the cultivation of great virtue."

The flame gradually changed from red to blue-green, and emitted an extremely dazzling light.

There were several older monks at Lingshan Temple kneeling on the ground, and suddenly they shouted, "This is actually the Glazed Pure Fire! The world is going to change!"

For a moment, all the monks fell to the ground and cried bitterly, which made the scene look even more weird.

Just a moment later, the abbot's body suddenly shattered into gray-white ash. When the mountain wind blew, it turned into ashes.

Is this a miracle?
Yang Xianrong stood at the back and was also shocked when she saw everything in front of her.

She touched the white jade earrings on her ears and couldn't help shedding tears.

"This is the Glazed Pure Fire!" An old monk prostrated himself on the ground, trying to pick up a handful of gray-white ashes. "The fire of Nirvana, the Phoenix ascends. Brother, you always want to realize the truth in this life, but you have to give up your body. This is fate. I wonder how many hardships there will be in this world? I hope that after you become a Buddha, you can protect the people of the world from the suffering of war."

Crying and laughing.

These monks seemed to be crazy.

Zhang Heng and his brothers had quietly retreated and stood around Yang Xianrong, fearing that these crazy monks would make other moves.

But it was this statement about "Phoenix Nirvana" that made everyone look at Yang Xianrong.

She is a phoenix.

At this time, Yang Xianrong had wiped away her tears and turned to walk out. Liu Yao immediately followed her, grabbed her sleeve and whispered, "Third sister, I'll go with you."

"Why?" Yang Xianrong wanted to shake off his hand.

"It's to protect you." Liu Yao was a little anxious and wanted to hold her hand.

But at this moment, there was a sound of a knife or gun piercing into the body from behind and the person fell to the ground.

Yang Xianrong wanted to look back, but Liu Yao wouldn't let her. "Hurry up, Liu Cong is going crazy."

"What happened?" Yang Xianrong was even more frightened.

"Those people have seen miracles and know too many secrets. They must be killed."

"Then he can't kill innocent people indiscriminately." Yang Xianrong stood where she was and refused to move forward. Liu Yao stood in front of her to prevent her from seeing the bloody scene.

At this time, Sima Chi was running very fast, and in a blink of an eye he had already left the gate of Lingshan Temple. Liang Fen and several other ministers followed behind him, running for their lives.

"He... is just crazy." Liu Yao didn't want to say anything more, he just pulled her and walked quickly.

"Don't follow me." Yang Xianrong shook off his hand again, and the two stood in front of the mountain gate.

Zhang Heng and his men followed Yang Xianrong all the time, not too far away.

The gate of Lingshan Temple still looked as solemn as before, but who could have imagined that a river of blood had already flowed in the halls and the pagoda forest.

"Is it too dangerous for you to go back to Luoyang like this?" Liu Yao stopped. "You let Xu Henian go, and you lack protection. I will fill the gap."

"Isn't it dangerous for me to stay here?" Yang Xianrong looked at him. "Liu Cong kills people so casually. Is this how the emperor of the Han Dynasty should be?"

"They know too much." Liu Yao still said the same thing.

"So what? Are we going to kill them?" Yang Xianrong asked sternly, "You are a general of the Han Dynasty, are you going to kill innocent people?"

"So what?" Liu Yao frowned.

"You are the enemy of Dajin."

"so what?"

"You will kill..."

"so what?"

Liu Yao used these four words to respond to Yang Xianrong's question, and every sentence was a rhetorical question.

Yang Xianrong didn't know what else to say, so she could only look at him.

"The world no longer belongs to the Great Jin. Do you think you can still own the world with your imperial power? Ask people in the world, who has ever said a good word about the Great Jin? It is the trend of the times that the Han Dynasty will win the world. Third sister, you understand that, right?" Liu Yao rarely yelled at Yang Xianrong in such a loud voice. These questions scared her so much that she stood there staring at him in a daze.

Liu Yao realized that his tone was a bit heavy, so he lowered it a little, "Didn't you say it yourself? You are no longer the queen of the Great Jin, but you are still alive in this land. If you want to live an interesting and wonderful life, then I will follow you."

"Isn't it because of my phoenix fate?" Yang Xianrong looked into his eyes, very seriously.

"What does this mean?" Liu Yao suddenly felt guilty. "What do you want to say?"