Day and night tour

Chapter 245: Master Arrow’s Wish

"The ancient Buddha was from the Buddhist country? Your reasoning is a bit unorthodox."

Since Master Jian was promoted to the Eight Incense Sticks and made rapid progress in the Law of Time, it is almost difficult for him to feel fear again.

But now Zhou Xuan's speculation made him inexplicably panic.

The Red Coffin Lady also said to Zhou Xuan: "Young Master, you have only been in the incense world for a short time, and you know very little about the secrets of the world of Jingguo. The ancient Buddha is as important to Jingguo as the heaven and the earth. Although the Buddhists only have such a pitiful position among the gods of the sky,
But those who worship the Buddha always have a deep respect for him.”

After seven sticks of incense, you will slowly understand the secrets of the Well Country.
The first secret that Lady Red Coffin realized after burning seven incense sticks was about the Ancient Buddha.

"The history of Jing Nation that everyone knows currently began more than 2,000 years ago, when 24 gods ascended to the sky, but we know very little about the history before that.

But one thing is certain, the incense and the nine laws of the Jing Kingdom today all come from the contribution of the ancient Buddha. "

The words of Lady Red Coffin also aroused the interest of Lord Jian, but his views were fundamentally different from those of Lady Red Coffin.

He said: "Speaking of the creation of the incense and fire way, it is true that the contribution of the ancient Buddha cannot be erased. However, without the Taoist ancestors and the witch gods, the creation of the incense and fire way would have lost its possibility."

Lord Jian is at a higher level than Lady Red Coffin, so naturally he has comprehended more secrets of the Well Country, and the quality of the secrets is also higher.

"Besides the Ancient Buddha, there are also the Taoist Ancestor and the Witch God? I have never heard of these two names?"

Lady Red Coffin was a little surprised and asked.

"Because your cultivation is not as high as mine, the Taoist sect and the Wu family have the most incense and Shinto inheritance in Jing Country. Our Shenjian Hall also has a close connection with the Taoist sect.

If there were no Daozu and Wushen, how could the ancient Buddha have established the incense and fire of Jingguo on his own? "

Lord Jian said, “When I comprehended the secrets of heaven and earth, I clearly saw three stone tablets above the sky of Jing Country, one of which was the Ancient Buddha of Snow Mountain, the other was the Witch God of Jing Valley, and the Taoist Ancestor of Yuanhe River.

So I guessed that the Taoist ancestors and witch gods were at the same level as the ancient Buddha. It was said that the ancient Buddha created the incense and fire gods and the nine laws by his own strength. Later I learned that this credit went to three people.

However, even if it was just the work of three people, the contribution of the ancient Buddha to the Jing Kingdom is still extremely important and worthy of our respect."

Lord Jian said to Zhou Xuan, "Don't publicize your inference today. Among the people of Jingguo, a large number of them have a fanatical worship of the ancient Buddha.
If they heard that the ancient Buddha was from Prajna Buddha country, they would certainly feel resentment towards you, and might even take ruthless action against you and try to get rid of you as soon as possible. "

Zhou Xuan understood what Lord Jian meant. Some things cannot be said casually... Even if he was telling the truth, he must not talk about it everywhere.

"The ancient Buddha has long passed away. It is not important whether he was a Buddhist or not. It is important to maintain his reputation."

"Of course I understand." Zhou Xuan asked again: "If Miss Qiang and I make new discoveries about ancient Buddhas with the help of this Book of Clearing Wrongs, then..."

"Tell Zhou Lingyi, and Zhou Lingyi will also tell me that most of the wandering gods in our Pingshui Prefecture are of the same mind."

Lord Jian said, "Moreover, if your speculation is true, your Xiyuan talisman has a great relationship with the ancient Buddha. You must preserve it well. Maybe you can rely on this talisman to gain enlightenment in the future."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master Arrow."

"I can't say I can teach you. In fact, I only have a vague understanding of the secrets of the Jing Kingdom. Although I have seen the stone tablets of the Ancient Buddha, the Taoist Patriarch, and the Witch God, there should be four people who have reached the level of the Ancient Buddha."

Master Jian counted on his fingers: "There are many halls in Jingguo, and hundreds of great ways, but in the final analysis, it is nothing more than blood, flesh, spirit, and Tao.

The Taoist Ancestor represents the Tao, the Wu God represents the spirit, the Buddha cultivates the golden body, and represents the flesh. As for blood... which creator represents it? I don't know at the moment."

Zhou Xuan didn't want to know who represented blood. He just wanted to know what the purpose of finding the lost historical secrets of Jing State was. Was it to satisfy his own curiosity?

"The laws are understood through these secrets." Lord Jian said, "Why do the people of Jing country have to wait for seven incense sticks before they can understand the laws? It is because after seven incense sticks, they can understand the secrets, and after understanding the secrets, they can understand the laws."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he thought of the talisman in his own Xiyuan talisman.
The talisman scripture can find many secrets between heaven and earth. If you look for more talisman scriptures hidden in the major books of Jing Country,

Maybe it will take Jingguo seven incense sticks to understand the iron law, and then he will break it.

"Secrets are the hard currency of Jing Country." Lord Jian sighed to Zhou Xuan and said, "There are so many people in Jing Country who are extremely popular. They have all learned many secrets, but they will not share these secrets.

Even if we share, it is just as a bargaining chip.”

Zhou Xuan was deeply touched by Lord Jian’s sigh.

He once gave the "Five Elements Escape Technique" he learned from the Talisman Sutra to Siming.

Siming took out a Maken car as a thank you.

That was just a way of escaping, and the price was already this high. If it was a higher level of secrecy...

"I came to Mingjiang Mansion to help because the painter agreed to share his understanding of the laws of space with me."

Lady Red Coffin said, "In our Jing Country, the price of secrecy is too high."

Ok,
Zhou Xuan remained silent. The value of his Wake Up Wrongs Scroll continued to increase.

The things of the ancient Buddha, the ability to find talismans between heaven and earth, and the ability to enter the cracks in time and space, no matter which one, are enough to excite those people in Jing Country who have high incense.

“So, no matter when, this thing cannot be taken away by anyone else, even the Green Buddha in the sky.”

Lord Jian said: "If anyone wants to snatch it, I will come to you through the Zhou family ancestral tree. I dare not say anything about others, but Zhou Lingyi, me, and Lord Jiu are all your strong backers."

"May I ask how many incense sticks you would like to burn, sir?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Sit back and wait."

"Where's my sister?"

What Zhou Xuan was most curious about was the level of his sister's incense.

"Didn't she tell you?"

"Nope."

"Six incense sticks, but it's about to be seven... But her incense is different from ours, and it can't be measured in the usual way."

"Why?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Her incense is practiced backwards." Lord Jian said.

Zhou Xuan suddenly remembered what his sister once said - Nuo God is an inverted god.

Could the fact that my sister is burning incense in reverse order have something to do with the fact that she is a descendant of the Nuo god?
"The descendants of the Zhou family are very strange in their practice of incense. If they are chosen by the Nuo God to practice Nuo, they have to go through nine halls.
If you are not chosen by the Nuo God, you will go to other halls and burn incense in reverse order."

Lord Jian found it very strange—he, a member of the Divine Arrow Hall, was actually teaching the descendants of the Zhou family how to practice.

But even though it was strange, Zhou Xuan's eyes were burning, and he was obviously very interested. He didn't want to spoil the fun, so he continued, "It is the privilege of the descendants of the Zhou family to burn incense in reverse order, but there are also many benefits."

"What are the benefits?" Zhou Xuan asked urgently.

"Two advantages. First, in the Jingguo incense and fire Shintoism, the higher the level, the more powerful the methods. Take our Shenjian Hall for example.

What we have been honing throughout our lives is the power of arrows. When we were just ordinary people with relatively accurate archery skills, but as our incense level climbed, we became what we are now. One arrow can move the earth and mountains.
Therefore, the descendants of Nuo God, by practicing incense in reverse order, can directly use the most powerful means in that hall.
Apart from this benefit,

Because the incense is cultivated in reverse order, the first few incense sticks that are higher up are actually the easiest ones in a normal hall. Because these incense sticks are easy, they can be skipped directly in extreme cases.

For example, Zhou Lingyi, you may think she only has six incense sticks, but once she encounters a strong enemy and puts herself in an extremely intense mood, she can explode the power of the Nuo God in her body and quickly raise the level of incense to seven or eight incense sticks?"

Lord Jian talked about this and said, "It is extremely difficult for the descendants of the Zhou family to practice, whether they practice in reverse or go through nine halls. So even though there are many benefits to practicing, in fact, there are almost no people with high incense.

But in your generation, it is really strange. Your elder sister is extremely talented. At such a young age, she has already reached the sixth incense stick, and she may even break through to the seventh incense stick.

My younger brother went to the Nuo God Hall. The first hall was for storytellers, and the second hall was for tattoo artists. Both were the most difficult halls to practice in. Now he is about to go to the third hall.
You two, brother and sister, are both freaks."

Lord Jian couldn't understand why the Zhou family, which used to be known as the descendants of the Nuo god, was just in name only.

But this generation of Zhou siblings is destined to make a great name for themselves in the vast world of gods and treacherous people in Jing Country.

"The young master is not only good at making offerings, but he also has a kind heart and has done a lot of good things for Mingjiang Mansion."

"Uh...even more weird."

Lord Jian even suspected that the Zhou family had not produced any talented people in the past, and was accumulating luck to have a big breakthrough in this generation.

The three of them chatted as they walked, and the time tunnel was almost at the end.

As the distance shortened, Lord Jian suddenly felt like he wanted to say something but hesitated. Zhou Xuan saw this and asked, "Lord Jian, you seem to have something to say?"

"Um... yes, I do... but it's a little hard to talk about."

Lord Jian was actually a little shy at this moment, completely different from his previous domineering appearance.

"Go ahead. You've answered so many of my questions along the way. Let me see if I can help you solve some of yours, too."

Zhou Xuan said generously.

Lord Jian was silent for another two or three minutes before he said, "You can see that I like to make a scene and say some harsh words.
If you defeat a strong enemy, you like to say something grandiose, but I am a rough man, so I can’t think of any appropriate sentences…”

"I see, Lord Arrow, you want to come up with some cool words to highlight your power and the joy of victory?"

Zhou Xuan almost blurted out - Lord Jian, you just like to show off.

"That's what I mean. It's just a little quirk of mine."

While Lord Jian was speaking, Lady Red Coffin was trying to hold back her laughter, but she didn't dare laugh out loud. After all, she really couldn't beat Lord Jian.

Zhou Xuan didn't find it funny, he really thought there was nothing wrong with Lord Jian's idea.

The incense sticks have been raised to eight, and according to the descriptions of Lady Red Coffin and the painter, Lord Arrow's eight incense sticks are still very strong.

If you have cultivated the incense to such a high level, wouldn’t it be like walking in the night in gorgeous clothes if you don’t show off?

"Master Arrow, if nothing else, the whole scene is my strong point."

There are so many pretentious lines from movies and novels about Zhou Xuan’s previous life. If we just pick two, wouldn’t they be enough to “set the mood” for Lord Jian?

"If Heaven had not given birth to you, Master Archer, would the path of archery be as dark as a long night forever?"

"Not very good, a little exaggerated."

Lord Jian was actually a little reserved at this time.

"Then I'll think of another one... I hold the sun and the moon in my hands and pluck the stars. There is no one like me in the world." Lord Jian thought for a moment and said, "It's still a bit exaggerated."

My lord, pretending to be cool is itself a pretentious thing. If you want someone who is not so pretentious, it may be difficult to come up with one.

Thinking about how Lord Jian had helped him today and patiently answered his questions, Zhou Xuan had to think of something that would satisfy Lord Jian.

He picked out another seven or eight sentences from his memory, but Lord Jian was not very satisfied with any of them.

Now, the nature of the situation has changed - Zhou Xuan has regarded Lord Jian's request as a challenge.

"I just don't believe it. I can't find something that satisfies you."

This time Zhou Xuan started directly from the clothes of Master Jian. He likes to wear white robes and claims to be strong...well...he is really strong, plus he likes to make a scene.
Many features are combined together.
Zhou Xuan suddenly thought of a poem, and said to Lord Jian: "How long will it take to ask the heaven for the way? There will be no end to the destruction of evil demons..."

"These two sentences are quite interesting." Lord Jian seemed to have some feelings.

Zhitian asked?

Isn't this what he has been doing these years?

Resisting the call of the Time Realm and vowing to defend Pingshui Prefecture, doesn't this count as asking the Way of Heaven?
"Master Jian, please be patient and calm down. There are two more lines in this poem."

"Then I'll have to listen attentively." Lord Jian put his ear towards Zhou Xuan, wanting to listen carefully to the poem.

"Except for your triple layer of snow, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes?"

Lord Jian fell silent after listening to the poem. He looked at his white robe and kept reciting the poem silently. The more he recited, the happier he became.

"Except for my three layers of snow, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes... So perfect, so perfect."

Lord Jian was already imagining himself defeating a powerful enemy, and how cool would it be if he read out this sentence aloud?
"If it was snowing heavily that day, it would be even more appropriate." Lord Jian daydreamed.

The Red Coffin Lady clapped her hands and said, "I am also a rough person, but the young master's sentence is very elegant."

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "I also memorized this sentence from other poets, not because I have great literary talent."

His words took on a different meaning when heard by Lady Red Coffin. She simply felt that the young gentleman was too low-key.

As for the elements in this poem, such as "clothes in white", "asking the way of heaven", and "killing all evil spirits", these elements describe Lord Jian very aptly and appropriately. How could this not be a newly written poem?

"It really wasn't written by me. Maybe there is a character like Master Arrow living in the poet's heart?"

Zhou Xuan's words made Master Jian very happy. He finally came to his senses, patted Zhou Xuan's shoulder heavily, and said,

"I have long heard that the Zhou family Nuo God is a good storyteller. His story of "White Eyebrow Hero" made the Zhou family troupe very popular. His story of a book made the Lotus Goddess' heart ring with Buddhist music.

I was a little skeptical at first, wondering how could the talent for cultivation and the talent for writing go hand in hand?
Now, I believe that Zhou's Nuo God is a talented man, a great talent."

Zhou Xuan felt so embarrassed that his ears burned and he could not say anything, so he had to lower his head and ride on the donkey.

On the way to Dongshi Street, Zhou Xuan even imagined that when Lord Jian defeated a powerful enemy, he would suddenly feel like reciting a poem - Except for the three layers of snow on my body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes?

The picture is too beautiful to look at.
"It's so awkward. I really want to see the scene with my own eyes."

……

After the three arrived at Dongshi Street, the Red Coffin Lady escorted the evil god "Time" into Zhou's Jingyi Shop.

Lord Jian returned to Pingshui Prefecture first. After saying goodbye to Zhou Xuan, he continued to recite the poem in a low voice, fearing that he had forgotten it.

Zhou Xuan secretly praised himself: "The most difficult things in this world are always to be attentive. Even if it is to pretend or set a scene, Master Jian should recite the poem several times a day to let it penetrate into his bones. When he wants to pretend, it will come out naturally and smoothly.
No wonder Master Jian can cultivate such a high level of incense, and he takes even the smallest things so seriously. "

After Master Jian left,
Zhou Xuan began the interrogation.

Mo Tingsheng and the evil god "Time", Zhou Xuan interrogated the former first.

Because these two people are too important,

When Lady Red Coffin was being interrogated by Zhou Xuan, she communicated with the painter through secret letters.

After the painter asked Qingfeng to keep an eye on Mr. Feng, he tore through space and came to Zhou's Jingyi Shop to calm the situation.

"Where's the young gentleman?"

Jingyi Shop was not doing business today and closed its door. The evil god Time was trampled under the feet of the Red Coffin Goddess.

"The young master has gone to the second floor to interrogate Mo Tingsheng. The one I am stepping on is the Mingjiang Evil God."

"is it?"

The painter looked down and was immediately disgusted. The evil god had a face as rotten as a toad.

"Wow, this evil god is so ugly?"

"Guangyin" was very sad. He had been disliked for being ugly by several people today.

He was powerless and could only refute with a heart-wrenching voice.

"You are so ugly! Among the evil gods, I am considered handsome."

"Hahaha." The painter and Lady Red Coffin laughed out loud at the same time.

The Zhou family's cleaning shop was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere...

……

Zhou Xuan interrogated Mo Tingsheng.
To Zhou Xuan, Mo Tingsheng, like Mr. Feng, is a treasure from head to toe.

Zhou Xuan wanted to take Mo Tingsheng's flesh and blood to Miss Qiang for analysis to see if it could be used to reshape Yun Ziliang's body.

His memory is the key that Zhou Xuan uses to crack the kidnapper's thirty-year plan.

Mo Tingsheng's incense may be different from that of the people of Jing. He is the first Buddhist who fell into Zhou Xuan's hands.

As a researcher of the Buddha's magical powers, he is very important.

In addition to these, Zhou Xuan also knew that Mo Tingsheng's psychic characteristics were extremely amazing, which was also an important factor in Mr. Feng's identification of Mo Tingsheng as the number one kidnapper over the years.

Zhou Xuan wants to find his fifth senior brother to completely extract Mo Tingsheng's characteristics and see if there is any value in using them.

Because of these many factors, Zhou Xuan couldn't be as rough as he treated the temple master... dig out his eyes, throw them into the blood well, and use the eyes in the blood well to torture and force out Mo Tingsheng's memories.

Be "gentle" in your approach.

Fortunately, Mo Tingsheng's incense was not high, which gave Zhou Xuan the "gentle" means.

Zhou Xuan wants to use the method of "dreaming into dreams" to deal with Mo Tingsheng.

He threw Mo Tingsheng, whose hands and feet were crippled, into the corner of the room, took out the human skin, and began to tattoo the hand of the Nuo god.

The tattoo can help Zhou Xuan's incense burner rise to four sticks.

The dream of the storyteller of four incense sticks can control the disciples who have just entered the hall of five incense sticks, and it is more than enough to deal with Mo Tingsheng of three incense sticks.

When Zhou Xuan was getting the tattoo, Mo Tingsheng sneered, "Zhou Xuan, I advise you not to waste your time. We in the Buddhist country cultivate the golden body of Buddhism, and use the golden body as a foundation to strengthen our souls. You want to dig out my memories, but I advise you to give up this idea."

"Who would have nothing better to do than dig out your memory? I will use the storyteller's dream to let you enter a dream, and you will confess all your sins clearly."

Zhou Xuan, holding the tattooed hand of the Nuo God, walked towards Mo Tingsheng.

"You can't make me dream. Dreams need to be realistic, but you have never seen us, the Buddhists. You want me to dream using the buildings and people of your Jing country? I think you are just dreaming."

"Guess if I've ever seen someone from your country of Buddha? For example, the Great Heavenly King, his Dharma body is that giant hand. Oh, and he can also create countless suspended Buddhist temples out of thin air..."

The more Zhou Xuan spoke, the more Mo Tingsheng felt he was sinking into despair.

"Have you really seen the Great King..."

"You'll know soon."

Zhou Xuan cut his palm and spilled blood on the tattoo. After entering into a state of spirit possession, he climbed to the level of four incense sticks.

At the same time, he took out the "Bifang" mask from his waist, put it on his face, and a wake-up stick and a folding fan slipped out of his sleeves.

Zhou Xuan first used his perception to invade Mo Tingsheng's mind.

The storyteller Bazhuxiang's method of "entering dreams with dreams" is to use his strong perception to conquer the opponent's consciousness, and then set up a dream in the opponent's body.

Zhou Xuan's perception has reached the level of daily travel and is as powerful as that of a god. Mo Tingsheng didn't even feel anything as his consciousness was dominated by Zhou Xuan's perception.

The fans and wooden blocks hit each other, and Zhou Xuan used the sound of the wooden blocks as a signal, and in Mo Tingsheng's consciousness, the "Dream of the Great Heavenly King" was born.

The scene in front of Mo Tingsheng changed. He saw a huge hand like a giant peak rising from the blue sea.

Buddhist sounds echoed around the big hand.

"Great King?"

The giant hand extended its middle finger and pointed it towards Mo Tingsheng.

After Mo Tingsheng felt the might of the Great Heavenly King, he immediately knelt down and paid homage: "I, the Buddhist monk Taiping, pay homage to the Great Heavenly King."

The middle finger of the giant hand poked at Mo Tingsheng. One finger was as big as Mo Tingsheng's body. It stuck in front of him, and a consciousness was transmitted into Mo Tingsheng's heart.

"Why did the Buddha Kingdom send you to the Well Kingdom?"

"Great Heavenly King, my cultivation is low, but I have the Buddha's Taiping Scale, which can measure the fortune of a prefecture in the Jing Kingdom."

Can fortune be measured?
Zhou Xuan used dreams to guide Mo Tingsheng to reveal the truth.

The first truth that Mo Tingsheng revealed surprised Zhou Xuan...

(End of this chapter)