At the end of Genba Yun Dynasty, water fell from the sky at night at Huitong Temple, destroying the temple and devouring thousands of acres of farmland at night. Fortunately, the Zen Temple was built outside the city and did not reach the county seat.

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The sky was dawning, and the streets in Fenghe County were deserted. Countless people came out of the city to see the Huitong Zen Temple that had been razed to the ground.

They even went to pick up fresh fish and shellfish: - But after the rolling water receded, they actually brought a large amount of fresh fish and aquatic products.

Huitong Zen Temple was built at the foot of Shoushan Mountain. There is no water source from the snow-capped mountains and no rivers around it. Naturally, rumors about this nameless Tianshui spread among the people and became very popular.

Some people say that this is the Dragon King passing through;

Some people also say that the abundant harvest in the blessed fields of Huitong Zen Temple must be due to piles of dung. God couldn't stand it and caused a disaster.

Some people also say that this was the birth of a great demon, and Huitong Zen Temple died together in order to subjugate the demon.

Amid the spread of rumors, a white-browed monk wearing a hundred-year-old robe walked in the mud with a sad face. He looked around and saw that the Zen temple in his memory was gone.

Only a few walls remain, standing alone among the mud.

"That's enough! Can you convict someone with just a three-inch tongue? Or is it that Immortal Chixiao has already figured out the secret of the secret before he knows it?"

The group discussed briefly and then summoned the surviving monks of Huitong Temple to ask about what happened last night.

"I would like to ask Master Dingxuan, is it possible to practice Tantric secrets in Guichen Temple?"

"Don't hide it, no matter who the other party is, nothing can be done without the inner court."

The people in the inner court may not have the highest level of cultivation, but they are definitely well-informed. From the details, they immediately realized that what Taoist Qingyi said was probably true.

Although he was not from Huitong Zen Temple, he was also a disciple of Buddhism. Naturally, he was saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox, and was concerned about Master Dingxuan.

The Flesh Lotus incident occurred at Huitong Zen Temple. Don't even think about revenge.

Astonishingly, he was a monk from the inner court of the Great Jing Dynasty.

The purple-robed Taoist priest looked at Master Dingxuan seriously.

The purple-robed Taoist laughed sarcastically.

"Hey! You have the level of cultivation, even if you are saving people, you can still watch the battle. How can you turn a blind eye? Are you afraid to say it? Or are you unwilling to say it?"

Upon hearing this, the monk from Huitong Zen Temple hesitated for a while and then told him exactly what happened at that time.

"That makes sense."

The purple-robed Taoist said solemnly, a bit of surprise and uncertainty flashed deep in his eyes.

I know in my heart that once the Flesh Lotus incident comes out, the Huitong Zen Temple incident will probably be dropped.

"The young monk was in a hurry to save people, but he didn't take a closer look."

Master Dingxuan said in a deep voice.

——As low as offerings in rivers and lakes, as high as incense in temples.

Responsible for the issuance of ultimatums, Buddhist and Taoist registers, world palaces, and Zen temple registers, compiled and compiled regularly, and reported to the Imperial Master.

"Now is the time for spring plowing and planting. It's okay to destroy the Zen temple due to natural disasters and man-made disasters, but we can't delay the spring planting and delay the people's livelihood. Therefore, the most important thing now is to organize the spring planting. The remaining investigation, according to the poor monk,

It’s better to figure it out slowly.”

However, this remark fell on the ears of several Huangguan Buddhist disciples in the inner court, and they were not shocked at all.

"Unexpectedly, during the process of salvation, the demon-conquering urn suddenly burst and floods poured out. Then I saw a Taoist priest in green escaping with a fierce ghost in red, and they jointly besieged Yamato. We wanted to raid the formation, but the floods poured out.

I just focused on saving people and scriptures, but when I came back to my senses, Yamato-sama... Yamato-sama was already dead in the enemy's hands..."

The monk was even more panicked when he was questioned, and subconsciously looked at Master Dingxuan.

"Amitabha, I have no worries and all four elements are empty. Senior brother, don't worry about it. The most urgent task now is to ask what exactly happened last night. Only then can we follow the picture."

Master Dingxuan's face was gloomy, he considered the words and answered ambiguously.

At the same time, the scene of the fleshy lotus was invariably hidden.

"What method was used?"

Secondly, no one came forward.

"Do fellow Taoists dare not say it? Or do they not want to say it?"

"Fellow Taoist, maybe you can see what kind of Taoism this is?"

"The floods are surging and unheard of."

"The water from the sky is dropped out of thin air at night, and the technique of calling wind and rain is either caused by the advanced realm, or it is the technique of Tiangang and Earth Evil. If you want to find out the root cause, you need to do some careful investigation."

This is the reason why Taoist Priest Chixiao came with him. Now that the situation is tilted towards the Taoist sect, he is naturally too lazy to fight for his morale.

Beside him stood a gray-robed monk and a purple-robed Taoist priest.

During the Great Jing Dynasty, Taoism and Buddhism flourished.

Chixiao Taoist priest agreed.

The white-browed monk is none other than Master Dingxuan, the retired abbot of Huitong Zen Temple and one of the deacons of the inner court.

Master Dingxuan took a deep breath and said, "What the junior brother said is absolutely true. It's the senior brother who has taken the form."

These monks described what happened last night in unison.

For Huitong Zen Temple, the best outcome would be to cancel the account if someone dies.

But will Dao Lusi agree?

The purple-robed Taoist priest, Taoist Priest Chixiao, smiled softly when he heard this, closed his mouth, and stopped arguing.

First, the teacher comes out of nowhere;

Master Dingxuan looked at the purple-robed Taoist priest with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

Therefore, under the Imperial Preceptor, there is also an inner court.

"Forgive me, Patriarch, but my disciple is not good at Dharma. He must have been under the influence of black magic, which is why he has illusions and delusions."

"...Yesterday, Yamato masterfully used a magical method to finally capture the red-clothed fierce ghost who had been hiding for more than ten years, sealed it in a demon-suppressing jar, summoned the monks of the Zen temple, and offered fire as a ritual to save him."

Further away, dozens of monks from Huitong Zen Temple were holding scriptures or Buddhist niches. They were covered in dirt and in a state of wretchedness, and they were looking at this place eagerly.

Monk Changfa calmly changed the subject and began to use the art of mixing mud.

If you ask the white-browed monk, who are they?

Even whether the position of deacon of the inner court of Dingxuan can be kept is a problem.

"What an 'uninformed' person. As a Buddhist disciple in the inner court, he can't even manage the Zen Temple well. How can he be qualified to manage the Huangguan Buddhist disciples in the world?"

After finishing speaking, some even panicked and added:

Therefore, the imperial court has two major institutions, the Daolu Department and the Merit Department, to manage the Huangguan Buddhist disciples in the world.

"As a practitioner, it is a common thing to understand Taoism and study Buddhism! Huitong Zen Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, so it is natural that there is some exposure to Tantric methods, but the matter of the flesh lotus flower is not known to the poor monk."

Occasionally, it is necessary to cooperate with the royal family and hold sacrificial activities.

However, whether it is the Tao or the Buddha, most people who cultivate to the highest level do not like worldly things.

"I want to ask you, poor Taoist, what did the Taoist priest in green say when he rushed out?"

"……yes!"

Monk Changfa scolded.

During the questioning, the purple-robed Taoist priest suddenly shouted angrily. His words were so familiar that Master Dingxuan's face darkened.

Most of them select outstanding disciples from major temples and Zen temples to participate in the management of secular affairs.

He actually has a few candidates in mind, but he just doesn't dare to say them out.

The white-browed monk looked around for a long time, then turned to look at the purple-robed Taoist beside him.

It should be noted that the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism will last for thousands of years.

Won't!

The purple-robed Taoist priest did not answer, but the gray-robed monk Changfa quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

Unless Master Dingxuan is willing to withdraw from the inner court.

At this moment, Chixiao Taoist has begun to wonder whether to support the local Taoist temple?

Or send a large number of people to spread out their branches and leaves?

Master Dingxuan felt a chill in his heart as he watched Junior Brother Chang Fa and Taoist Chixiao deal with this matter tacitly.

Without the incense of the imperial court, not only would he have no hope of further advancement, but he might also have to waste his life in this muddy countryside.
Chapter completed!