The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 204 Incense body

In the Great Song Dynasty, at the foot of Mount Wutai, a figure quietly looked at the temple on the top of the mountain, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Qingliang Temple began in the Sui Dynasty and has been in existence since the founding of the Sui Dynasty. Today, it is the second only temple in the world after Shaolin Temple, and it can be said to be the most popular temple.

In the middle of the day, many pilgrims who came to the temple to burn incense and fulfill their vows climbed to the top of the mountain in small groups, and Ye Wuxin was among them.

Disguising himself as an ordinary pilgrim, he secretly looked at the monks in Qingliang Temple, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

'It just so happened that I took care of what that guy was thinking in his heart. I stopped by, so I can't just leave empty-handed. '

The pilgrims mingling around, led by the young monk of Qingliang Temple, Ye Wuxin came to the front hall of Qingliang Temple, which was also the place where ordinary pilgrims offered incense and worshiped Buddha.

Throwing a few pieces of silver into the donation box at random, taking the incense on the side, and bowing slightly to the Buddha statue in front.

'After tonight, the incense here will belong to me. Your old man has so many incense in the boundless world, and you won't care if one or two places are missing. '

After offering incense without sincerity, Ye Wuxin smiled at several monks, turned around and walked down the mountain.

In the middle of the night, the clouds were thick, and a figure quietly appeared in the Sutra Pavilion of Qingliang Temple, and packed all the rare Sanskrit scriptures of martial arts in the temple into the space.

A breeze blew by, Ye Wuxin stood in front of the Buddhist hall of Qingliang Temple, and pitch-black seeds appeared one after another, falling into the golden bodies of many Buddha statues.

In the blink of an eye, the power of incense and vows originally contained in the Buddha statue was integrated into it, and illusory figures appeared in his eyes.

'Sure enough, there is no Buddha watching here, and no one is using the incense in the Buddha statue. What is going on here? '

The incense and vows accumulated in Qingliang Temple for hundreds of years directly fell into his hands, and the incarnations of magical thoughts suddenly became extremely solid, but they could not leave the statue ten feet away.

Looking at this scene, Ye Wuxin frowned and thought, why is there no Buddha and Taoist ancestors here?Is there something hidden in this world?
Or, it's just that the vitality is weak, it's not worth them to set their sights on this world.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Wuxin smiled freely, and a touch of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Since there are no gods and Buddhas here who can use the power of incense and fire, he will directly receive these powers into his own hands, and it would be a waste to put them there anyway.

After some replacements, Ye Wuxin left Qingliang Temple in a flash. From today onwards, what those believers came to worship was not the gods and Buddhas in front of them, but the magic thoughts he had condensed.

In the early morning of the vertical day, accompanied by a horrified cry, all the monks from Qingliang Temple rushed over one after another, and the people on the mountain were so angry that they trembled all over.

"Where is the thief? He dared to come to this temple to steal the scriptures! Who was guarding the scripture pavilion last night, and he went there to receive the punishment!"

Just when the people on Shenshan were furious, an old monk saluted slightly and said to him.

"Brother Abbot, all the rare Buddhist scriptures in the temple have disappeared. The "Fu Hu Quan Pu", "51 Moves to Fu Demon Sword Art", "Mind and Qi Hunyuan Gong" and "Pu Men Zhang Fa" in the temple are all gone. It's all gone."

The veins on the forehead of the person on the mountain were bulging, and all the monks had to stand aside, wishing that the sound of breathing would slow down.

After a long time, the man on the mountain spoke, and his high-pitched voice shook all the rubble and dust from the temple.

"It seems that an expert came here last night, and even I didn't realize that the opponent's methods and martial arts were following suit. This lightness kung fu is really extraordinary."

"Prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The old monk will silently write out all the scriptures. You wait to check the list of yesterday's pilgrims to see if there are any thieves among them."

After all the monks dispersed, the face of the people on the mountain was ashen, but they inadvertently recalled the words they said when they were in Shaolin.

'It's absolutely impossible for the poor monk to consider himself unlucky, I must catch that damned gentleman on Liangshang! '

From this day onwards, Qingliang Temple began to track and investigate the whereabouts of the pilgrims in the surrounding area, and the loss of Buddhist scriptures also spread into the world.

Although this matter did not affect the incense of the temple, it spread among the rivers and lakes, and the person on the mountain was secretly poked in the back, saying that he was not worthy of the name of "subduing the dragon Arhat".

When this matter was heard by the people on the mountain, he was so angry that he almost fell into a serious illness.

In the capital of the Song Dynasty, inside the Bianliang Palace.

Zhao Xu sat on the court hall, looked at the memorial in his hand and sneered, and threw it directly on the face of the chief eunuch.

"One egg and one tael of gold, how dare you report it to the higher authorities, do you really think I don't know the price below!"

"A rat who cheats and hides, steals as much as he can when he catches a little bit of money, use your stupid head to think about this kind of memorial and put it in front of me!"

The head eunuch on the side felt like he was having trouble, and quickly knelt down in front of Zhao Xu to explain.

"Your Majesty, the eggs for the Imperial Dining Room are picked out one by one by the servants. Only one egg out of ten thousand can be delivered to the palace for His Majesty to enjoy."

"The price is indeed a bit high, but this is due loss."

Speaking of this, the chief eunuch cautiously raised his head, seeing that Zhao Xu's face had become distorted, he immediately kept silent.

After sneering a few times, Zhao Xu got up and left, and the words came to his ears from a distance.

"I'll give you three days. If you can't come up with an answer that satisfies me, you can go to the prison of the Imperial City Division to explain."

When the chief eunuch heard this, his body trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly ran towards the imperial dining room.

In Huangcheng Division, even good people have to shed a layer of skin when they enter. He is a disabled person, and he wants to live for two more days in this position, so he can't just lose his life like this.

In the imperial study room, Zhao Xu, who barely calmed down, picked up a memorial, and his eyes lit up when he saw what the memorial said.

"Come here, Huang Chang, the magistrate of Xuan Fuzhou, will meet you in the imperial study at noon tomorrow. I want to ask who this so-called god is?"

After all, a different kind of light flashed in Zhao Xu's eyes, but he couldn't help recalling that silver-clothed young man's gesture of slaughtering thousands of troops wantonly in his mind, and he felt a burst of fire in his heart.

After the eunuch at the side retreated, a chill emerged, and the imperial study room became extremely lonely.

There was a sound of pulling a stool, and when Zhao Xu turned his head, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

"Your Majesty Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why is my mind so agitated? This is not a good thing."

Zhao Xu took a breath of cold air, and his expression became extremely solemn.

"Ye Consort, it's been a long time. What do you want to do here? Are you here to accept me as an apprentice?"

(End of this chapter)