Plane hunting

Chapter 1035 Indelible Contribution

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This inhalation lasted for three days, but 'Huang Shaohong' didn't know that he was crazily absorbing the dragon's vein energy and Li Tang's luck, which caused chaos in Chang'an during these three days.

First of all, on the first day, the Suzaku Gate of 'Chang'an City' suddenly collapsed inexplicably, and dozens of people passing through the gate were killed or injured.

Then the next day, the 'Daming Palace' was struck by lightning. Although the palace was guarded by formations, a side hall was also destroyed by the thunderstorm.

In the early morning of the third day, thousands of crows gathered in the sky over Longshouyuan, hovering over the Daming Palace, and did not disperse for a long time. "Li Shimin" ordered the Jinwu Guards guarding the palace to shoot the crows with bows and arrows. The crowd dispersed, but the crow's blood was spilled on the Daming Palace.

At the same time, Li Zhi, the ninth prince who was only 11 years old, suddenly went mad and fell into a coma while practicing martial arts. All the national experts in the imperial medical office were helpless, so they could only temporarily save the prince's life.

Everyone noticed something was wrong with this continuous occurrence, but the 'Qin Tianjian' had no countermeasures against it.

In a rage, 'Li Shimin' cut the case with his sword and ordered people to beat 'Yuan Tiangang' and 'Li Chunfeng' with a hundred court sticks each, and then sent people to Huasheng Temple to find the abbot 'Kongci' to ask how to deal with it.

Xu received a reply, and then the Habayashi Army took action, searching the whole city, but they didn't know what to look for.

Of course, there were also "Habayashi Army" who wanted to search the "Longmen Inn", but were stopped by "Chang Song" with the name of Longhu Mountain. The Heavenly Master is here, even the Yubayashi Army would not dare to do anything wrong.

In this way, "Huang Shaohong" has been using the "Purple Qi Yulong Jing" created by the First Emperor to absorb dragon energy and luck, and has been crazily plundering the dragon energy of the earth veins and the "Li Tang luck" continuously.

Until the evening of the third day, the twelve jade stakes he used to set up the formation broke at the same time, and immediately turned into jade powder as soon as they fell to the ground.

However, the spiritual power in the jade pile was exhausted, and it could no longer withstand the impact of the dragon's vein energy.

'Huang Shaohong' is full of ambition at this time, his body has already absorbed and saturated, and he is waiting for 'Luo Tian Dajiao' to find a place to slowly digest it.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw 'Zhang Tianshi' was waiting in the courtyard, saw him come out, and complained:

"Brother Wei is reckless this time. Although Brother Wei doesn't know what you have been doing in seclusion these days, it must have something to do with Li Tang's luck and dragon veins. If Brother Wei didn't help you erase the fluctuation of dragon energy just now, I'm afraid it would be at this time. This place is surrounded by people!"

'Huang Shaohong' was also a little helpless, originally thinking to call it a day when the time was up, but the jade pile was actually ordinary jade, which was scrapped ahead of schedule under the impact of the dragon's pulse, and only then did a little fluctuation escape.

Originally, he had already had the idea of ​​breaking out of the siege, but he didn't expect this senior brother to help him solve it!

'Huang Shaohong' was grateful in his heart, thanked him first, and then asked:
"Brother, I wonder how the preparations for 'Luo Tian Dajiao' are going?"

Speaking of this, 'Zhang Tianshi' had a smile on his face:
"It's ready. A dojo is set up opposite his 'Huasheng Temple'. Fellow Taoists from all over the world have come to act as guardians of Tiangang. We're just waiting for the battle with the Buddhist Dharma Assembly tomorrow!"

He finished and said:
"Junior brother, come with me, brother, I will introduce you to the masters of my various sects, you are really good!"

'Huang Shaohong' refused:
"Brother, forget it, I think we can start planning tonight!"

As he spoke, he wiped it on his head again, turning his head full of black hair into ashes again.

At the same time, the muscles on the face of 'Huang Shaohong' changed again. This guy thought that although Andy Hua Tsai's bald head was handsome, he couldn't compare to that one after all.

After a few breaths, 'Huang Shaohong' has already manipulated the facial muscles and changed into the appearance of the enchanting monk 'Ruchen Monk' played by 'Zhang Weijian' in 'Xin Chu Liu Xiang'!

Then he clasped his hands together and saluted to 'Tianshi Zhang':

"Trouble the Taoist priest to help the little monk get a white cassock. If you don't quit, you will start a family robbery cough cough, and persuade people to be kind!"

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At three o'clock, the No. [-] meritorious official in Lingyan Pavilion, who was still in Zhao Guogong's 'Eldest Sun Wuji' mansion, had already received the detailed ceremonies from the Daming Palace to accompany the king to attend the ceremony tomorrow.

Because tomorrow we will pray for the fortune of the Tang Dynasty, for the Holy Son of Heaven, and for the people of the world, so the courtiers accompanying Wang Jia must bathe in the palace, change their clothes, burn incense and fast.

Therefore, "Changsun Wuji" has already followed the rules of the ceremony, no water or rice after the unitary hour, and bathing and changing clothes at the child's hour, and only waits for dawn before entering the palace to accompany him.

At this time, 'Changsun Wuji' had just bathed and changed clothes, and hadn't gone to bed yet. Instead, he lit a burner of sandalwood and practiced calligraphy in the study to meditate.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that under the shadow of the candlelight, besides his own shadow, there was actually another person's shadow.

He raised his head suddenly, and at some point in front of him, there stood a young monk wearing a clean white monk's robe, with delicate features and handsome features.

'Changsun Wuji' was shocked immediately:
"Who are you?"

You must know that 'Changsun Wuji' is from a family of generals, he has been talented in civil and martial arts since he was a child, although his talent is mediocre, after decades he is still in the realm of a great innate master of martial arts.

He understood that the fact that the little monk in front of him could appear in front of him silently proved that his martial arts skills were much higher than his. At this time, it would be useless to call out to the guards.

'Huang Shaohong' smiled and waved his hands with a 'like dust' appearance at this time:
"Duke, don't panic. I'm not a monk. I'm the guardian monk of Huasheng Temple. I'm responsible for supervising the preparations before the ceremony, so as to prevent some people from being impious and perfunctory in the rituals of fasting and bathing." , when the time comes, not only praying for blessings will be of no avail, but will harm the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and will not be beautiful!"

'Changsun Wuji' was dubious:
"You are the guardian monk of Huasheng Temple? This old man is familiar with Master Kongci, why have you never heard of the name 'Bujie'?"

'Huang Shaohong' said with a smile:

"The Duke is an important minister in the court. Have you ever heard that the white-clothed gentleman had an audience with His Majesty that day? The little monk is not talented, but he is the Dharma-protecting monk in front of the white-clothed gentleman!"

'Changsun Wuji' was taken aback. Isn't that white robed man the Guanyin Bodhisattva? Everything that happened in the Daming Palace that day was absolutely confidential. probably know.

He immediately believed [-]% of it, and his expression of astonishment changed into a smiling face and said:

"It turned out to be a divine monk. The old man has always believed in the Buddha. He has already bathed, fasted, burned incense and meditated in accordance with the rituals passed down in the palace. Why bother the divine monk? Please sit down quickly. The old man will order someone to serve tea!"

'Huang Shaohong' waved his hand and said:

"You don't need to be like this, Duke, I will leave immediately after I finish talking, and I have to go to the homes of other adults to supervise their preparations for the ceremony!"

'Changsun Wuji' didn't force it, and said respectfully:
"I don't know what else the monk has to do. This old man is all ears. If you have something to ask, you should do your best."

'Huang Shaohong' smiled slightly: "It's not difficult at all, has the Duke ever heard about what happened to Zhao Changchun's family in Shewei Kingdom?"

'Changsun Wuji' thought about it and replied, "I've never heard of it!"

'Huang Shaohong' nodded: "Then I'll tell you and the Duke to know."

"At Lingshan in the west, all the bhikkhunis went down to hold a Dharma meeting at Zhao Changchun's house in Shewei State, and chanted sutras. Afterwards, they got three buckets of three living rice grains and broken gold. It’s cheap, not enough for future generations to spend.”

When 'Huang Shaohong' said this, he chuckled: "This is exactly the truth that is not lightly passed on, Duke, you understand it, right?"

'Changsun Wuji' looked puzzled: "Are you asking me for gold?"

"Hey"

'Huang Shaohong' looked displeased: "How can you say you want it? Tomorrow, the Duke of the Kingdom, you will attend the Fa Conference and listen to the scriptures like hype. God will bless you. You are making a lot of money."

'Changsun Wuji' interrupted: "Who is God?"

The corner of 'Huang Shaohong' mouth twitched, and he insisted:
"What God, I'm talking about the Buddha. You have participated in the Fa Conference and you will be blessed by the Buddha, so if you take out the gold, you have to use the word 'send' or the word 'filial piety', which is fine!"

This time it was the turn of 'Changsun Wuji' whose eyes twitched, but he is the Duke of the state, an important minister of the court, and a little gold is not in his eyes. road:

"Dare to ask the monk, how much gold is appropriate to send, the old man will call someone to fetch it!"

'Huang Shaohong' didn't speak, just stretched out a finger.

'Changsun Wuji' immediately went outside and asked someone to exchange for the housekeeper.

After the 'housekeeper' entered the study room, he found that there were other people in the study room, he was startled, and 'Changsun Wuji' introduced:

"This is the Dharma Guardian Monk of Huasheng Temple. If you don't prescribe master, you go to the cashier and get 100 taels of gold for the master, and give it to the master. This is the old man's filial piety to the Buddha!"

Just as the butler was about to go out, he heard 'Huang Shaohong' suddenly say:
"Goodness, goodness, monks don't love money, it's good for the Duke to do his best, what the little monk said is not 100 taels of gold!"

'Changsun Wuji' originally complained in his heart that the young monk was greedy for money, but at this moment he felt that the other party was a good monk, and 100 taels of gold was sent to him, and he thought it was too much, so he immediately respected him and said hastily:

"Is ten taels of gold too little to express my respect for Buddhism?"

'Huang Shaohong' deeply agrees:
"The little monk thinks so too, so the little monk said 1 taels!"

'Changsun Wuji' hung his head there and said angrily:

"1 taels, why don't you grab it? I don't have 1 taels of gold for you!"

'Huang Shaohong' laughed:
"My little monk thinks that preaching the scriptures is more profitable than robbing. If the Duke can't afford so much gold, then jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings will be fine!"

'Changsun Wuji' wobbled all over his body angrily, his hands were trembling, and he was considering whether to ask someone to fork this demon monk out.

Looking at the distraught 'Changsun Wuji', 'Huang Shaohong' shook his head and sighed:
"That's fine if the Duke doesn't want it. How many people in the world can send 10 taels of gold like the Holy Son of Heaven, and invite thousands of monks to teach the Dharma? It's just that the Dharma will be held tomorrow, so the Duke should not go!"

'Changsun Wuji' was startled when he heard the words: "The emperor rewarded Huasheng Temple with 10 taels of gold?"

'Huang Shaohong' nodded and said:

"That's exactly the case. If the Duke doesn't believe it, you can find out when you ask at the Fa Conference tomorrow!"

'Changsun Wuji' gritted his teeth and said to the steward, "Ask someone to bring over 1 taels of gold and give it to Master!"

The butler saw that his Duke didn't want to joke, so he immediately took the order, and after half an hour, there were eight servants, each four carrying a big box, and walked in with heavy steps.

The 'housekeeper' said to 'Huang Shaohong':

"Master, this box contains 5000 taels of gold, which is exactly 1 taels. Do you think it is necessary for me to send someone to the temple for you?"

Gold has a high density. One cubic meter of gold is about 1 tons, and [-] taels is only a few tons. It doesn't take up much space at all.

'Huang Shaohong' smiled and waved:

"Don't bother. Although this little money is not much, it is the heart of the eldest grandson who is dedicated to the Buddha. The poor monk should send it to the Huasheng Temple in person. How dare you bother all the benefactors!"

As he spoke, he grabbed it with his hands, and the two boxes shattered, and all the horseshoe gold inside flew out.

'Huang Shaohong' activated the thirteenth floor 'Dragon Elephant Boruo Gong' at this time. He intentionally controlled the dragon and tiger not manifested, but emitted the dazzling golden light of Buddhism.

'Changsun Wuji' had [-]% confidence in his identity and [-]% doubts because of 'Huang Shaohong' telling the secret things about the white robed master.

At this time, seeing his pure Buddha light, it is obvious that he has reached the peak of his cultivation of Buddhist kung fu, and he deserves the title of "God Monk", even the last trace of doubt has dissipated.

As 'Huang Shaohong' exerted force in the void, all the tens of thousands of taels of horseshoe gold gathered together, and under his true essence, they were rounded and flattened, and finally shaped into a nine-ringed tin staff and a golden bowl.

It's just that the nine-ring tin rod is as thick as a goose egg, and the head part of the rod that was originally hollowed out was shaped like a solid gourd, which is quite imposing.

'Huang Shaohong' held a golden tin rod in one hand and a large golden bowl in the other, nodded with a smile and said:
"Then I would like to thank the Duke for his kind deeds. The Buddha will never forget you. I will leave now, little monk!"

'Changsun Wuji' gave away ten thousand taels of gold and didn't like him very much, but he still said perfunctorily:
"It's rare for the master to come to the mansion once, why bother to leave in a hurry, how about..."

'Huang Shaohong' stopped and said: "Then I will stay again"

'Changsun Wuji' didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately changed his words:

"Why don't I send you out personally!"

'Huang Shaohong' laughed loudly and was about to leave, but suddenly he felt that he was only asking for money, which seemed a bit off-putting and did not conform to his own style of doing things.

Then he turned his head and said: "Master Changsun, now you have the heart of Buddha, but there is still something wrong, I don't know if the poor monk should say it or not"

'Changsun Wuji' suddenly twitched his eyelids, feeling a little bad and asked:

"What's wrong?"

'Huang Shaohong' pointed to the bun of 'Changsun Wuji':

"Your six faculties are impure, how can you participate in the Dharma meeting? How about a poor monk to help you!"

As he said that, he threw the golden bowl, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the head of 'Changsun Wuji', the latter jumped, urging Zhenyuan to make a move.

But the palm of 'Huang Shaohong' with the supreme Buddha light has already pressed on the top of his head first.

'Changsun Wuji' At this moment, he intuited the power coming from the opponent's palm like a mountain crushing the top, and the pure force scattered his condensed true essence, loosened his muscles and bones, and he had no strength to fight back.

'Huang Shaohong' closed it as soon as he pressed it, and when he closed his hand back, he happened to catch the golden bowl that flew down.

And the hair of 'Changsun Wuji' has been shaken off by his powerful strength.

Like 'Huang Shaohong', his head became a smooth and bald head, as did the other parts, and the six roots were really quiet.

At this time, 'Changsun Wuji' was shaken loose, limp and weak, he could barely stand and couldn't even shout.

'Huang Shaohong' looked left and right: "Hey, there seems to be something missing!"

Then his eyes fell on the candle not far away.

After he left, 'Changsun Wuji' stood there unable to move, and could only wait for his body to recover slowly. On his bald head, nine blisters were scalded by the candle, and then they were scratched by the little monk, becoming a Nine ring scars, the old man wants to cry but has no tears!

This night, 'Huang Shaohong' visited the homes of dozens of ministers who were going to accompany Wang Ban to attend the Dharma meeting tomorrow, and all of them asked for gold to help them shave their heads.

'Huang Shaohong' feels that he has made an indelible contribution to the spread of Mahayana Buddhism to the East.

At dawn, a golden ball the size of a carriage wheel flew into the Huasheng Temple, and with a bang, it landed in front of the Daxiong Hall, smashing the floor tiles into a deep hole, and someone carved a few words with their fingers on the golden ball. Sincerely, Chang'an believers.

(End of this chapter)