Lanling covered the moon

Master Fotucheng's sudden death shocked the whole country of Zhou.

This divine monk was born in the Western Regions and became a monk in the Wuchang Kingdom. He went through the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms to the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties for a total of 120 years.

People all over the world say that this divine monk has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, can conquer ghosts and gods, see things thousands of miles away, and predict good and bad.

He passed away suddenly, and the scene at that time was also full of rumors.

However, no matter what the statement is, there will eventually be a little detail that must be convincing.

Emperor Yu Wenyong of the Zhou Dynasty took the prince of Qi, King Lanling, passing by Fotu Temple, and the divine monk passed away suddenly in the Zen room.

On the third day after the death of the divine monk, Master Yuanming, the chief disciple of Fotucheng, held a Dabi meeting for the revered master.

Surrounded by monks in front of the treasure hall in the temple, amidst the sound of chanting sutras, the flames turned the body of the monk into relics, which were preserved forever in the pagoda of Fotu Temple.Emperor Yu Wenyong, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, stayed in the master's mourning hall for three full days, and the army outside the temple blew their horns in mourning.

The whole country mourns, and the ceremony is the same as the national funeral.

"His Highness Chang Gong, His Majesty told you to stay in the Zen room and not to go out."

For three days, Zimo has stayed at home here.He was also very surprised to hear that this divine monk passed away, but outside rituals and sacrifices had nothing to do with him, Yu Wenyong ordered someone to bring him three meals a day, other than that, no one bothered him.

I can only hear the wooden fish thumping in Fotu Temple, and the Buddha's light is like a rainbow.It is said that the god monk is already 120 years old, and his sudden death is very embarrassing.It's a pity to enter Fotu Temple, but pass by twice without seeing the world's number one divine monk, Zhenyan Rangzi.

Yu Wenyong regarded the divine monk as his father, ordered the whole country to mourn, and issued an edict to withdraw from the army for two years on the grounds of national mourning.

This imperial decree made Qi Zhou's contract come true, and Zimo's original hanging heart was relieved.

He didn't come to Zhou Kingdom in vain. He hoped that Gao Zhan would wake up, and hope that the situation of Qi Kingdom would turn around after these two years of recuperation.

This Yu Wenyong still keeps his word after all, Zi Mo sighed deeply, a little physically and mentally exhausted.

It's ridiculous to think about it, he really only knows how to wield knives and guns, the two armies have no fear in front of the battle, but they are really disturbed when they arrive in Chang'an, ridiculous, ridiculous!

"Can you let me go to the front hall to see that divine monk off? I have long admired the great Zhou divine monk."

Zimo said to the guard outside the door.

The man looked at him, 20 troops were camping in the field outside the temple, and only King Lanling from the Northern Qi Dynasty was brought into the temple by the emperor to settle down.

"Wait, I will report to His Majesty."

"Thank you."

One went out, while the other was still guarding the door.

Zimo has been really depressed for three days in this meditation room, and even the light outside feels dazzling at this moment.

Anyway, I didn't want to escape, so I might as well go out and walk around to relax my muscles and bones.

His stubborn heart suddenly felt, because these few days were really aggrieved and depressed, thinking that when he arrived in Chang'an, he would be treated as a knife and I would be a fish, and he would be locked in a Zen room every day like a prison, it really sprouted to go outside to get some fresh air thought.

Zi Mo smiled at the guard outside the door, the guard was stunned, but was knocked out by Zi Mo stretching out his hand with a knife, and fell down beside the door of the meditation room.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'll just go out for a walk and be right back!"

Zimo patted the shoulder of the soldier who was knocked down. Although he was embarrassed, it was really getting moldy.

If things continued like this, he would think about the four walls of the meditation room every day, and he thought that it would be better to become a monk in Fotu Temple and not go to Chang'an.

Hey!

It is also a way to become a monk!

Zimo unexpectedly had such an idea. In fact, in his heart, it was not unclear why he made such a concession to Yu Wenyong.

Looking up at the sky and sighing, he performed his lightness kung fu and went to the backyard of Fotu Temple. He remembered that there was an ancient well, a small gate, and a small path down the mountain.

However, as a proton, he exchanged the safety of Qi State, even if he knew where to go down the mountain, he had nowhere to go.

Simply strolling in the courtyard, looking at the new shoots of the big tree in the backyard, lamenting that spring has come again.Vibrant, but he couldn't see the new look of Yecheng.

In the ear, there was a sudden sound of sweeping the floor.

Zimo looked back and found an old monk sweeping the backyard.Go down, slowly, sweep the dust and fallen leaves, very carefully.

He took a closer look and found that his face was familiar.

He has long eyebrows and long eyes, and a beard hanging down his chest. Although he is an old man, his eyes are hale and hearty, very deep and energetic.

"It's you, master, me, we met a few years ago, and it's also here, do you remember?" Zimo was very surprised to see the acquaintance.

It was this old monk who swept the floor here when he escaped from Zhou Kingdom. After so many years, it is really fate that we can see each other again.

"Hehe, remember, remember, why did the benefactor come to this temple again?" The old monk nodded and smiled kindly, and continued to sweep the floor, bending over and working hard.

"Let me clean it for you. Is there no one in this temple? Why do I see you sweeping here alone every time?"

Zimo stepped forward and wanted to grab the broom to help, but he didn't expect that the master's skill was very nimble, and Zimo couldn't succeed with a flash of lightness.

"I'm leaving soon. I've been sweeping here for 30 years. Let me do it again for the last time."

The old monk looked around with great emotion, the tree, the well, the broom, and the leaves that fall and grow again every year.

"Where is Master going? Are you traveling around?" Zimo simply sat on the stone steps with his cheeks in his hands. There was no one around here, only the Buddha's Zen mind, and he also felt very tired, and the old monk calmly and firmly The back view made him feel very relieved.

"Well, that's right.

The four directions of the universe are already in the old monk's heart. He has lived for too long and seen too much, so he should let go of everything and start over. "

The old monk spoke with a sense of Zen, and Zimo smiled and said, "Master is really a master, if you say let it go, let it go."

"The benefactor is willing to drop everything and start over?" Suddenly, the old monk approached Zimo for some unknown reason.

"Ah?!" Zi Mo was taken aback, how did this monk get in front of him?

Suddenly, I felt a little weird. There was no wind, but the leaves rolled up from the ground, and the wind was blowing, which was really weird.

"How to do it all over again?"

Zimo actually felt that the old monk was hot, and his face was so red that it seemed to reflect the firelight.

"You shouldn't be here, and you shouldn't have such entanglements with Yu Wenyong.

I don't know why someone went against the sky and acted against you to change your destiny. . . . . .Come with me, I will take you where you need to go! "

The soaring flames came towards Zimo like a giant snake, and the old monk was turned into ashes in the flames and disappeared long ago.

what happened? !

Zimo panicked and retreated again and again, but seeing the fire was about to hit his face.He wanted to run away, but there was a ladder behind him. He forgot this in his panic, and he stumbled and fell on his back with one step.

The flame seemed to be spiritual, and it came chasing after him, looking for his figure as if he was about to swallow a mouthful of Zimo and came to empower him.

"Long Gong!"

Zimo heard someone calling him.

Then his vision dimmed, and someone jumped on him, protecting him tightly.

Yu Wenyong stepped over the barrier of raging fire, supported Zi Mo's waist, and wrapped his sleeves around him to protect the man in his arms.He then said why the master's soul was not on that body, it turned out that he came to the backyard to look for Chang Gong!

Why must he be put to death? !Why does this person have to leave him!They finally met again in this world, why must they take him away from his side again!

With a wave of Yu Wenyong's sleeves, a strong wind rose from the ground, splitting the strange fire dragon several feet away.

The face of an old man seemed to slowly emerge from the flames, it was the passed away Fotucheng.

"Does it have to be like this? He will kill you." The old man advised.

"This intention has been decided, and the world will never change. It was you who awakened me and accepted this body as a disciple. I thank the master for his teaching.

However, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust, the master has completed his merits and virtues in this life, so we should not worry about this matter any more, the deity will give the master a ride! "

The flame gradually became smaller and extinguished in Yu Wenyong's strong wind, and a golden light suddenly rose and flew towards the treasure hall where the Dabi was being held.

The monks were wondering why the relic hadn't appeared yet, and a gust of wind blew the flame that burned the remains of the god monk even more violently.

After a while, Fotucheng's body was gradually melted away, and a golden relic appeared on the altar.

The merits and virtues were completed, and all the monks recited "Amitabha Buddha" and worshiped the altar.

In the backyard, everything returned to calm.

Zimo was already dizzy from the soaring flames, and the flames seemed to swallow his three souls and six souls, so that he didn't know where he was for a while.

The high temperature receded a bit, and Zi Mo barely stood up shaking his head, stroked his forehead and took a closer look, the person who used his body to shield him from the fire just now was the Emperor Yu Wenyong of the Zhou Kingdom, and he was immediately surprised.

"Why are you here?" Zi Mo asked.

He saw a scorched black patch on the back of Yu Wenyong's hand, he was startled, and quickly pulled his hand over to look.

"How did it burn like this? Such a big fire, are you okay elsewhere?" Turning Yu Wenyong's shoulders and looking around, he didn't notice that the man's gaze changed from one of silence to embarrassment, no matter how difficult it is to suppress.

"Chen Xing, you will be the first disciple of Ziwei Palace from now on. You have never taken any apprentices as a teacher, please remind me of any inappropriateness."

"Chen Xing, you have outstanding talent. In the future, you will be better than blue. You must take it as your duty to help the common people in the world. All the gods have high hopes for you!"

"Chenxing, execute the punishment. After I leave the Heavenly Court, you will be in charge of the Ziwei Palace as my teacher. Don't blame yourself, I made such a mistake, and it is a relief that you can execute the heavenly punishment.

Emperor Zhenwu Destroys Demons, you must be worthy of this position of god! "

. . . . . .He doesn't want to be the Emperor Zhenwu at all, he doesn't want to, he still wants to be the master's apprentice!

Yu Wenyong's lips moved, but he found that he was choked up and couldn't utter a single word.After thousands of years of waiting, the man's eyebrows and eyes are still the same as before, and the expression of frowning and worrying about him has not changed in the slightest.

Thinking that there is no Ziwei emperor Ji Chen in this world anymore, he is reborn in the world again and again, even though he knows that this person is gone, but still hopes for a miracle to happen.

Even if it's just a sliver of that person's remnant soul, looking back at the vast crowd, he is just chasing this hope.

He opened his arms and hugged the man tightly.He has always been reticent, and at this moment he doesn't know how to entrust this unexpected joy.

Zi Mo was embraced so much that it seemed that his body would be cut into two pieces.

The mood that had finally calmed down suddenly became ups and downs again.Well, what is Yu Wenyong going to do in broad daylight? !He gripped tighter and tighter, thinking of what happened on the Tiger Leaping Cliff, Zimo couldn't help blushing, and hit the man's face hard with his backhand.

"His Majesty!"

Before the applause dissipated, Mr. Wei came rushing with a group of Zhou soldiers.

"Bold, Gao Changgong, you still dare to escape... Assassinate His Majesty! Take it down for me!"

Behind Zhou Junqi all stunned, assassinate?

They seemed to only see the unspeakable ambiguity between their Majesty and the Lanling King. . . . . .

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