Money in the heavens

"I know you don't like being a monk, but since you have returned to secular life, what's the point of going to the temple? If you always avoid these things, you will seem unable to let go. Over time, it will become a knot in your heart and attract external demons."

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said seriously:

Xijian Pavilion has always attached great importance to tempering one's mind, so Jiang Zhiwei reminded Meng Qi.

Meng Qi smiled bitterly and said:

"I've been to the nunnery, but I'm still worried that the monk's temple won't work? It's just that the prince lives in Puxianzhai, and I was involved with the King of Jin before. If I go there rashly, I might get involved in a royal dispute and cause trouble. "

He had only told Jiang Zhiwei about Zhao Yi, mentioned the prince and came to Yingcheng, but did not elaborate on where he lived.

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Only then did Jiang Zhiwei feel relieved. She raised her head slightly, her face turned red, and she looked at the sky and said "calmly":

"I thought too much and misunderstood you."

She has no pretense.

Meng Qi chuckled and wisely changed the topic. The two of them chatted and laughed and headed towards Beishan.

After climbing some stone steps, a pavilion appeared on a flat spot halfway up the mountain, with a group of people standing inside.

The leader put his hands behind his hands and looked at the distant mountains and deep valleys surrounded by clouds. He was wearing a bright yellow robe and a high crown on his head, with a tall and straight posture.

Behind him stood a feminine middle-aged man in a black robe and black hat. Just looking at him gave him a chill.

Next to the middle-aged man is a monk wearing a red cassock. He has a fat head and big ears, and a smile on his face, which makes people feel close to him at first sight.

Around them, there were five yellow-robed monks, about forty years old, with skinny faces. Although their appearances were different, they gave people the feeling that they were all one.

Outside the pavilion were scattered guards wearing dark red uniforms, all of whom were tough and had extraordinary skills.

Meng Qi's eyes sharpened, and he smiled bitterly and said: "There is no way to avoid what is coming. If I don't go, I will fall on the mountain. If the mountain comes, it will fall on me."

From this momentum alone, Meng Qi could tell that the leader was none other than the Prince of Taijin, Prince Zhao Qian of Liang.

"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that you can't avoid. Since it's coming to your door, let's meet him."

Jiang Zhiwei suggested.

"Of course, they are all stuck in the middle of the road. We must listen to their purpose, so as not to be blocked in a dangerous place in the future and not be alert."

Meng Qi regained his composure, holding a long sword across his waist and climbing the steps with his hands behind his back, his posture leisurely.

Jiang Zhiwei was holding a long sword in her hand, and her clothes were floating in the mountain wind, like a fairy coming to earth.

"The prince invites you two to come to the pavilion to meet me."

Not long after Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei moved forward, a guard came up to them.

"Please lead the way." Meng Qi said politely.

The guards led the two people through the tight guard and entered the half-mountain pavilion.

Prince Zhao Qian turned around slowly. His facial features were quite similar to those of Zhao Yi and Zhao Heng, but his eyebrows were not as thick as theirs, but rather light. The front of his nose was slightly hooked, like a sword, giving people a sense of decisiveness.

"We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away. I am so happy to meet you two on the mountain road."

Zhao Qian's voice was gentle, and if he was preaching scriptures, he would probably have a different charm.

Meng Qi smiled and saluted:

"I've seen the prince in the mountains."

"Every time and every day, I meet strangers. This is the fate of meeting each other thousands of miles away. However, almost all of them just pass by each other without knowing each other. It is because of the shallow relationship."

He used a more direct metaphor to tell the prince, "We have a close relationship, so don't come to me if you need anything."

Zhao Qian looked like an old monk, calm and calm. He pointed at the fat monk next to him and said:

"This is hosted by Puxianzhai, Huayan Divine Monk."

"Amitabha, the dragon and the phoenix among the two donors, his reputation is well-deserved."

Hua Yan smiled and clasped his hands together, like the kind of stewarding monk who was greedy for money for scented oil. However, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei did not dare to look down upon him. This was an eminent monk on location. He judged people by their appearance, and Ziyu was the one who lost.

"Particularly, Donor Su, who was born in Buddhism and possesses the sword skills that break the precepts. Although his actions are ruthless, he is upright and upright. He eliminates evil and rescues those who are in trouble. He does not violate the will of the Buddha. He is really destined to be my Buddha."

Hua Yan looked at Meng Qi with a smile.

Jiang Xiaowei on the side twitched her lips slightly, sighing in her heart that she had stepped on Meng Qi's tail. Normally, she could still chat for a few words, but when these words came out, wouldn't it make Meng Qi feel unhappy? You know, Meng Qi I never really liked being a monk from beginning to end.

You have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, and your whole family has a predestined relationship with the Buddha! Meng Qi cursed secretly, but then he laughed. Huayan was already an eminent monk, and no one believed him when he said he had no connection with the Buddha. As for the whole family, given his age, his parents must have died, and he has no wife or children...

Seeing that Meng Qi was silent, Zhao Qian smiled:

"When Gu Chang heard about Su Shaoxia's story, he was quite emotional. With a Buddha's heart and holding a killing knife, isn't he the Dharma Protector?"

Dharma Protector King Kong... King Kong... Meng Qi's impression of Zhao Qian plummeted, even worse than that of Zhao Yi.

He smiled softly and said: "It is said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince practices Buddhism religiously and has participated in the Four Elements. Why don't you abandon the throne, escape from the world and become a monk, so that you can achieve great purity and seek great liberation?"

Jiang Zhiwei also interjected: "Now that we are obsessed with love and pursuing power, it seems to be contrary to the Buddha's will?"

Both of them accused Zhao Qianqian and hypocrisy of his belief in Buddhism and wandering in the world of power, openly and secretly.

"You! You are so disrespectful!" The feminine middle-aged man took a step forward and accused the two of them.

He didn't suppress him directly or teach him a lesson. Su Wuming was used to defending his shortcomings. If he took action and bullied the weak, he should never have the extravagant hope of leaving the Capital of Gods in this life, otherwise he would be struck by a sword.

Zhao Qian pressed his hand to signal the middle-aged man to calm down and said with a slight smile:

"The Buddha holds flowers and smiles, but also has the angry eyes of King Kong. If they are all obsessed with self-cultivation and ignore worldly affairs, who will come to save all sentient beings?"

"If you can hold a great treasure in your hand and command the whole world to obey, so that ordinary people will not suffer the pain of oppression, and martial arts monks will not worry about the evil of killing, everyone can be liberated. When they reach the other side, they would rather give up their cultivation, live like flies and dogs, and pursue power. For greater power!”

His smile was light, but his tone was decisive, and he had the spirit of being able to fight despite the thousands of people.

...Meng Qi was slightly shocked. The prince was a little different from what he imagined.

"In the Middle Ages, the yellow eyebrows under Maitreya Buddha would let their demon dragons eat people. With the prince holding a great treasure, he could control his subordinates and not plunder the people's wealth and sacrifice the human race for the benefit of Buddhism?"

Shang Yi did not know when he appeared behind Meng Qi, took a deep look at Prince Zhao Qian and said.

The feminine man and the Huayan monk suddenly looked solemn. Their strength was not weak, but Shang Yi suddenly appeared here, but they had no idea at all. If he had murderous intentions towards Zhao Qian, no one could stop him.

The prince's expression also changed slightly, and he immediately said:

"It turns out that he is the legendary Zizi Buddha. Buddha is also a member of the Buddhist sect. How come he has such a big prejudice against Buddhism?"

Shang Yi said with a smile:

"I have a close relationship with Buddhism, so how can I have any prejudice against Buddhism? I am just a human race first, and then a Buddhist son. What does the prince think?

Doesn’t the prince think so? "

Zhao Qian's expression suddenly changed. Even if he values ​​his identity as the reincarnation of Maitreya more in order to gain support from Buddhism, such things cannot be said, otherwise even if he is already the prince, he will lose His Majesty's trust. At the same time, Taoism and the aristocratic family He will also take action to prevent himself from succeeding.

But he can't directly say that Buddhism is wrong. After all, he now relies on his identity as the reincarnation of Maitreya and has the support of most Buddhists in the real world. If he says that Buddhism is wrong now, isn't he not taking any responsibility at all?

At this moment, Zhao Qian hated Shang Yi who suddenly appeared. It was clear that Shang Yi had nothing to do with him, but his sudden appearance here affected him.

Shang Yi continued to speak:

"During the Middle Ages, many temples in the Maitreya lineage allowed monster mounts to massacre human beings with blood, or eat dragons, or eat people. Whenever a human master killed a monster, these monster mounts would reveal their backgrounds one after another, and then admit their mistakes. He was taken back to the temple by those monks, who were called imprisonment and suppression, but in reality they were shielding him.

I really have no prejudice against Buddhism, but I have a deep prejudice against the Maitreya lineage and Huang Mei. If they really become the backstage supporters of the emperor of the human dynasty, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the human race and a blasphemy against the human emperor? ! "

Zhao Qian's expression completely darkened. Shang Yi's remarks were intended to make him completely lose the possibility of inheriting the throne. This was a heart-breaking statement.

"You are so bold that you dare to say such heartbreaking words in broad daylight. Do you want to rebel?"

The feminine man shouted angrily, Huayan also looked a bit unhappy. Although he said he had no prejudice against Buddhism, his words were also a blow to Buddhism.

Shang Yi looked calm and ignored the feminine man. Instead, he looked at Zhao Qian and said:

“I didn’t mean to spread rumors to hurt others, what I just said was my true thoughts.

Moreover, the True Emperor's Seal is about to appear, and the Human Emperor Sword is about to be released. I came to see you to remind you that with your status, the True Emperor's Seal and the Human Emperor Sword have nothing to do with you. There is no need to do it in Ying City. It's windy and it's raining! "

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

The expressions of Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi on the side changed slightly. They did not expect that when the prince came to Jiangdong at this time, the real emperor's seal was born.

Zhao Qian's expression also changed. Although he knew that the True Emperor's Seal appeared here through special channels in Buddhism and wanted to obtain the True Emperor's Seal to increase his chances of succeeding, he did not expect that Shang Yi would expose him like this. Now the most intimidating existence in the world.

Then he spoke:

"Does Buddha Zizi also have any ideas about the inheritance of the Human Emperor?"

Shang Yi shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, it's not me who has ideas about the Human Emperor Sword, but the Human Emperor Sword. The qualified emperors in the world will appear in Jiangdong under the guidance of humanity, and only those who can truly be recognized by the Human Emperor Sword can Obtained the inheritance of the Emperor.

Although you are the prince, you also have the inheritance of Maitreya. The good deeds Huang Mei and the others did back then will naturally be attributed to you now. It is impossible for you to be recognized by the Human Emperor Sword! "

Zhao Qian's face was so gloomy that he could drip water. It was precisely because he could see that Shang Yi was not deliberately trying to insult him, but was stating a fact, that he became even more angry.

However, facing such an archer who can release the power of the Dharmakaya Earth Immortal, no one dares to say that he is not afraid at all, especially someone like Zhao Qian. A gentleman will naturally not want to speak to anger Shang Yi if he does not stand under a dangerous wall. .

Hua Yan, on the other hand, had no worries and clasped his hands together and said:

"Amitabha, I am a Buddhist disciple, but I am deeply hostile to the lineage of future Buddhas. I am too narrow-minded!"

Shang Yi rolled his eyes and said:

"Shameless. If the truth cannot be refuted, then you have to talk about reason. If you can't explain the truth, you have to talk about your heart. If your heart is wrong, doesn't it mean you have to use force again?

If force is no match, does that mean I have malicious intentions and want to rebel? "

Speaking of the latter part, Shang Yi looked at Hua Yan with a smile, which made him feel cold. He suddenly thought of Shang Yi's achievements and broke into a cold sweat.

Shang Yi was immediately bored. In addition to stimulating the reincarnation of Maitreya, he also wanted to confirm whether Maitreya had awakened at this time.

However, he also saw clearly that Maitreya really cherished feathers and did not dare to reincarnate and give up everything he had as Maitreya. Therefore, this Zhao Qian was just an incarnation of Maitreya and had no influence on the original deity at all.

Then he shook his head and said:

"Boring, I won't do anything to you, what are you afraid of? It's really boring!"

With that said, he took one step and disappeared.

Meng Qi and Jiang Xiaowei looked at each other, walked through the pavilion hand in hand, and continued to climb. Zhao Qian and others did not dare to stop them. They all knew that Meng Qi, Jiang Xiaowei and Shang Yi had a close relationship. Zhao Qian came here to recruit Meng Qi. , not only does he have potential, but it is also closely related to Meng Qi's connections.

After walking for a while, Meng Qi looked back and saw Zhao Qian still standing with his hands behind his hands in the pavilion halfway up the mountain, looking at where the clouds were rising. He didn't know why he was so fascinated.

"Why did Prince Liang tell the truth about his ambition? Aren't you afraid of causing endless trouble?" Meng Qi frowned slightly and subconsciously asked.

Whether you believe in Buddhism or uphold Taoism, as long as you don't go out of line, it is not a big deal to the prince. If you can contact various Buddhist sects and want to establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth to wipe out injustice and save the world, then it is equivalent to annihilating yourself. If other sects and most aristocratic families are exposed, they will have many enemies and few friends, and it will be almost impossible to inherit the great treasure.

Even if you have this ambition, you should be low-key and cautious, not reveal the true purpose, pull one faction to fight another, wait until the situation is established, and then swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

What Zhao Qian said just now was supposed to be a secret among secrets, but he said it calmly, as if he didn't care if the two of him were leaked.

Jiang Zhiwei muttered:

"Perhaps the news of Prince Zhao Qian's reincarnation of Maitreya has already been known to everyone in the world, otherwise what would he be doing in Ying City..."

Meng Qi also nodded and said:

"It's also possible that Buddhism is fully supportive, and you have nothing to fear!"

Jiang Zhiwei's eyes flashed with strange color and said:

"Maitreya is the future Buddha in the legend. Now the Buddha has not appeared in this world, and all the Buddhas in the spiritual mountains of the Western World have died. Now there is only one Maitreya reincarnated. Maybe he will really become the future Buddha!?"

Meng Qi's eyes widened immediately. Just now he was only thinking about the prince's use of Buddhism, but he ignored this possibility.

Then he said in a deep voice:

"Brother Shang Yi will not appear for no reason, let alone target Zhao Qian for no reason. He may really be the reincarnation of Maitreya. With his Buddhist temperament, he is probably not trying to establish an earthly Buddhist kingdom in the real world, right?"

As he said this, his heart felt even colder. The Buddhist kingdom on earth was not only involved in dynastic disputes, but also between humans and Buddhism. Buddhism was not afraid of the dispute between Taoism and Buddhism...

He did not dare to continue thinking about it, and used his wisdom sword to cut away the distracting thoughts about this matter, and continued to climb higher to reach Woxin Temple. However, Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei did not stop, and continued to go up, planning to reach the top of the mountain and have a view of Ying City. , then go down the mountain and have a meal in Wo Xin Guan.

Yanyu Mountain is not very high. Compared with Huanzhou, which is full of mountains and ridges, it can only be regarded as a higher hill. However, the scenery is beautiful. Even in winter, the mountains are not lonely. Green is dotted with withered yellow, and shallow streams flow slowly. , when we reached the top of the peak and looked down, the city of Ying unfolded like a scroll, three vertically and four horizontally, with dense waterways, sail shadows, stone bridges like lines, mountains spreading into dragons, and the lake across the lake as deep as a pupil.

For some reason, when Meng Qi saw this layout, four words suddenly popped up in his mind: "Tiger perched on dragon's plate."

Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have the same feeling, and breathed out softly: "Is this where the emperor used to be?"

"Where is the emperor?" Meng Qi looked at Jiang Zhiwei with a blank expression.

Jiang Zhi smiled slightly: "Don't you know that Yingcheng was the capital of the former dynasty?"

"Ah..." Meng Qi blushed slightly, wanting to express that he failed in the history of this world.

He only searched and inquired about relevant history when needed. He had never studied it systematically, and his understanding of ancient times was better than that of previous dynasties.

Jiang Zhiwei knew that Meng Qi had not stayed in Shaolin for long, and had at most learned Sanskrit. He had not yet had a rough understanding of history, so she said with a smile: "The human race emerged from Jiangdong. The Longtai where the emperor of the past forged swords was in Jiangdong. To inherit this good fortune, several dynasties set their capital in Jiangdong.”

"The name of the previous dynasty was 'Kang', and Dingding Ying City was the capital of Dingding Ying City. Several generations of Dharmakayas appeared in succession, which suppressed the Wang family in Jiangdong and kept a low profile. However, the way of heaven is reincarnated. Where fortunes rise, there will be decline. By the end of the year, the two emperors of the Han family were all His perverse behavior has angered most of the aristocratic families, and wars have spread all over the country."

"At that time, the Zhao family in the divine capital had a deep foundation and many strong opponents. After many undercurrents, someone finally obtained the Dharmakaya, stood out from the family, and became the leader of the Fakang Alliance. Later, they did not want to leave their hometown, established the divine capital of Ding, and abolished Yingcheng. Partially arranged.”

"I see... No wonder the True Emperor's Seal and the Human Emperor's Sword were born here!"

Meng Qi finally figured out what was going on. When he looked at Yingcheng again, he felt a bit heavy and vicissitudes of life. (End of chapter)