Chapter 13 Zen Buddhism attacks Beihuang City

Early in the morning, Zen temple.

Daoxuan, a young disciple with a dark blue monk robe, planned to replace his senior brother who was on duty the day before. Unexpectedly, when he arrived, the person who came into view was Daoqian who fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

"Senior Brother!" Daoxuan rushed to the side of the fallen Daoqian and helped him up, "Senior Brother! Senior Brother, wake up! Come here! Come here!" After a while, all the disciples rushed over, "Help help carry Brother Daoqian back to the meditation room. I'll also go and ask Uncle Monk Qing to treat his senior brother!"

Under Daoxuan's emergency command, Daoqian finally returned to the Zen room for treatment.

"What's going on? What's wrong with Daoqian?" At this time, Sengcan, the third Zen ancestor who was wearing a monk's robe and a robe of Yanjin, came to Daoqian's Zen room accompanied by his eldest disciple Daoxin.

"Go back to senior brother, I have checked. Master Daoqian's injury was caused by poisonous fire. If it was just a burn, I could still cure it. However, this poison is probably necessary for senior brother to pass on to the imperial physician in the palace." Monk Qing, who was simply wearing a monk's robe, closed his hands and described Daoqian's injury to Sengcan.

"Okay, Daoxuan, I will pass on my decree to the palace to pass on the imperial physician to the Zen temple." Sengcan was very worried when he heard Daoqian's injury, but immediately sent Daoxuan to pass on the imperial physician.

"Yes." Daoxuan hurriedly left the meditation room.

"Also, senior brother, I observed Daoqian's injuries and found that it seemed to be related to Beihuang City." Seng Qing continued to say his discovery.

"What?" Seng Can immediately stepped forward to check Daoqian's injuries. His brows gradually frowned, showing his uneasiness at the moment. "It is indeed the curse of Beihuang City. Judging from the injuries, those who can possess the fire flames that have such powerful curse power in Daoqian should be above the disciples of the Beihuang Bagua generation. It is not so easy for the disciples of the Bagua generation to hurt Daoqian, and it is still such a serious injury."

"Is that the Four Symbols? The Lord of the Four Symbols and Vermilion Bird Palace - Ling Guang!" Seng Qing was a little confused, "But the Four Symbols and above in the Northern Wilderness will never leave the city easily!"

"That's right, unless... this is an extremely important task that can allow the Black Emperor Zhuanxu to send the Sixiang Palace Master. This matter is definitely not simple!" Sengcan thought about the whole story of this incident.

"Master, I have a question." Daoxin listened to Sengcan and Seng Qing for a long time, but also found some doubts.

"What is it?" Sengcan asked.

"When encountering the four-syllable master of the Northern Wilderness City, Junior Brother Daoqian did not use his personal weapon Arhat Pestle!" Daoxin pointed at the Arhat Pestle hanging on Daoqian's waist.

"Well? You said this to remind me." Seng Can stroked the beard on his jaw, "If this is true, it would be a bit strange if Daoqian did not use weapons. If he wanted to fight against the four-synth masters of Beihuang City without a fist, it would be a delusion!"

"Also, if the opponent is a master of the Four Symbols, the battle scene will inevitably be huge, but none of us knew about it last night. It was not until this morning that Junior Brother Daoxuan went to change the rotation." Daoxin continued to talk about his thoughts.

"What you mean is that the murderer may not be Beihuang City? It's because someone framed the blame!" Sengcan looked up at Daoxin.

"Yes, after all, it doesn't necessarily come from Beihuang City if you know the spell. There are people outside of the world and there are heavens outside of the world. Maybe there is really a spell master who is not from Beihuang City. And it cannot be ruled out that acquaintances commit crimes. Perhaps this person is an acquaintance of junior brother Daoqian from the Zen Temple. The junior brother relaxed his vigilance against that person and had no time to take off the Arhat Pestle." Daoxin expressed his persistence in his opinion.

"If you mean, this is someone who wants to provoke the incident between my Zen Temple and Beihuang City, and this person is in my Zen Temple?" Seng Can was shocked. "On the seven major sects now, only Beihuang City and Xuanyuan Pavilion remain neutral with the countries. Once Beihuang City wants to start a war with my Zen Temple, it will be detrimental to Sheng Country. This matter will be even bigger. No, I need to go to the palace to discuss with King Sheng." The more Seng Can think about it, the more terrible it is. What exactly do the people behind this matter want to do? "Daoxin, quickly bring a few disciples to investigate the whereabouts of Ling Guang, the master of the Suzaku Palace in Beihuang City. It is best to invite her to the Zen Temple for me to sit. But Ling Guang is not simple. If she refuses, don't show off!"

"Disciple understand." Daoxin clasped his hands together and leaned over and responded.

"Junior Brother Seng Qing, please inform Junior Brother Seng Ming of the Precepts Academy and ask him to check every disciple in the Zen Temple." Seng Can continued to give instructions.

"Yes." Seng Qing also closed his hands and nodded.

"Also, shouldn't the road be on duty yesterday? How could it become Daoqian? Where did the boy from Daoqian run? Find him back immediately!" Sengcan suddenly remembered that the person on duty last night should be Daoqian instead of Daoqian.

"yes!"

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In a sparsely populated alley in Pingji City, Daoxin finally found the traces of Ling Guang, the master of the Zhuque Palace in Beihuang City.

A thick and dark hair tied into a fragrant bun in the clouds, with a lotus face and a willow leaves. The eyes that are more charming than peach blossoms are very charming, with skin as snow, bright red lips, and a bright red silk skirt, which is beautiful and enchanting. She is the most beautiful woman in Beihuang City - Ling Guang, the Lord of Zhuque Palace. Her graceful figure follows two men wearing the clothes of the Lord of Beihuang City Bagua Hall. One is burly, eight feet tall, dark skin, and a knife scar on his chin. He is Tian Qian, the leader of the Yang System Hall of Beihuang City Sun Hall. The other is slender, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a very beautiful figure. He is Zedui, the leader of the Yin System Hall of Beihuang City Sun Hall.

Suddenly, a monk holding an arhat pestle in his hand and wearing a black blue Zen monk's robe descended from the sky. After the monk landed on the ground, he carried the arhat pestle behind his back with one hand and raised the other in front of him, and saluted slightly to the three people in front of him, "Zen Taoxin pays homage to the Lord of the Suzaku Palace."

The three of them immediately became alert. Ling Guang frowned slightly and looked up at Daoxin falling from the sky and the junior brothers who were following him. Yu Guang glanced at the surroundings of the disciples of the Hong generation of Zen Buddhism behind him, and chuckled, "Since I know who I am, I still dare to block the way. I am worthy of being the eldest disciple of the Third Patriarch of Zen Buddhism!"

"The Lord of the Palace laughed." Daoxin continued in his posture just now.

"Is that true?" Ling Guang said in a three-point alert and charming tone. "I wonder why Master Xin was trying to block my way?"

"When I go back to the palace master, Daoxin asked the palace master to visit the Zen Temple." Facing Ling Guang, Daoxin was very courteous and did not neglect at all.

"What if I don't go?" Ling Guang's eyes became a little stern.

"I can only forgive Daoxin for using rude means to ask the palace master to go to the Zen Temple." Although Daoxin was still very respectful on the surface, Ling Guang could see that he was bound to win, and the Arhat Pestle, which was carrying his hand behind him, was ready to move.

"Then you try it!" Tian Qian and Zedui immediately stepped forward to protect Ling Guang, and the spell in their hands had already activated.

"Get back!" Ling Guang saw that Tiangan and Zedui wanted to start a war with Daoxin, but the Zen disciples were not easy to deal with. Even he was not sure of defeating him, let alone the two of them, so he immediately scolded the two of them to retreat.

"Mr. Lingguang!" Tiangan and Zedui didn't want to give up easily.

"Didn't you hear my order?" Ling Guang was proud, obviously already angry.

"Yes." Unfortunately, Ling Guang's words were unquestionable, so Tiangan and Zedui had to withdraw their spells and retreat behind Ling Guang obediently.

"Ha, my subordinates just now hope that Master Daoxin will not blame him." Ling Guang stepped forward and leaned over to Daoxin. "Since it was Master Sengcan, the third ancestor of Zen Buddhism, if Ling Guang did not go, it would be that my Northern Wilderness City would not understand etiquette."

"Mr. Lingguang, this is clearly a Hongmen banquet held by Zen Buddhism!" Zedui obviously felt the bad intentions of the Zen Temple.

"Is it the Hongmen Banquet? I will only know after I went there. This is Pingji City, so I am not allowed to act rashly!" How could Ling Guang not see the bad intentions of Zen Buddhism, but this is the territory of Zen Buddhism. Any of her actions may cause a rift between Beihuang City and Zen Buddhism. She cannot bear this crime.

"Yes." Since Ling Guang's intentions have been decided, Zedui had to follow him.

"It's still the Lord of the Palace to understand the great righteousness, please." Daoxin still respectfully gave up a way for Ling Guang without any slackness. Ling Guang accepted this treatment very naturally and walked forward proudly, with the Heavenly Stems and Zedui following closely behind.

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Zen Temple, Wuliang Hall.

"Master, the Lord of the Zhuque Palace has arrived." Daoxin put his hands together and reported to Seng Can, the third ancestor of Zen Buddhism.

"Please." Sengcan was originally in Wuliang Hall to close his eyes and wait for the news. When he heard Daoxin's report, he immediately opened his eyes.

"Yes." Daoxin exited the Wuliang Hall. He saw Ling Guang and Tiangan, and Zeduizheng was stopped by his disciples with vigilance. He stepped forward and folded his hands together and bowed slightly, "Lord of the Palace, my master is welcome."

Ling Guang did not respond and walked directly across the Taoist Xin to Wuliang Hall. Tiangan and Zedui also wanted to keep up, but were blocked by disciples of the Hong generation of Zen Buddhism.

"What do you mean?" Zedui was a little dissatisfied. Zen Buddhism was bullying people.

"The master only invited the Lord of the Zhuque Palace, but did not invite you two, so you cannot enter." said the disciple of the Hong generation who was guarding outside the hall.

"You!" Zedu almost wanted to take action again.

"You are waiting here!" Ling Guang saw that Zedu wanted to take action again, glanced at Daoxin and saw that he had no intention of objection, so he immediately scolded Zedu.

"Mr. Lingguang!" Zedui was very unwilling to accept it. Could it be that because this is a Zen temple, they are at their mercy!

"I said I'm waiting here!" Ling Guang gave Zedu a fierce eye knife, indicating that he must not act rashly.

"Yes." Facing Ling Guang's order, Zedui and Tiangan had to wait outside.

Entering Wuliang Hall, Ling Guang saw the third ancestor of Zen Buddhism, Seng Can, sitting cross-legged on the side, two disciples of the Dao generation standing next to him, and six disciples of the Hong generation standing on both sides. Everyone was looking at him, but she was not panicked. She leaned over slightly, "Ling Guang has seen the third ancestor of Zen Buddhism." Although it was a small move, it also amazed all the Zen disciples present, and they are worthy of being the number one beauty in the Northern Wilderness.

"The Lord of the Palace does not need to be too polite." Sengcan stretched out his hand to signal Ling Guang not to be restrained.

"Thank you, the Third Patriarch. I wonder what the meaning of the Third Patriarch's special disciples to invite me to come?" Ling Guang understood that Zen Buddhism was not an ordinary visitor, so she chose to go straight to the point.

"The Lord of the Palace is suspicious. I just learned that the Lord of the Palace has come to Pingji City and wants to do the best of the landlord's friendship." Sengcan smiled and asked Ling Guang not to think too much, "By the way, ask some questions."

"I dare not take it for advice, the Third Ancestor asked directly." Faced with the Third Ancestor of Zen, Ling Guang seemed very polite. However, he was complaining in his heart that the old man was so sloppy in his words!

"The four-size generation and above in Beihuang City never leave the city easily. Now the hall master appears here, but the Black Emperor has sent a secret mission?" Sengcan seemed to be still trying to get sloppy.

"Ha, the Third Ancestor also said it was a secret mission. Since it was a secret mission, how could I tell it casually?" Ling Guang also cleverly rejected Sengcan's question.

"Yes, it's because I'm rude. I wonder if the palace master was carrying out a secret mission last night?" Sengcan raised his eyes and observed Ling Guang's reaction.

"Why did the Third Ancestor ask this?" Ling Guang frowned slightly, but was still seen by Seng Can.

"Do not be surprised by the Lord of the Palace. It's just that a serious injury occurred in my Zen Temple last night. I want to ask the Lord if he knows something?" Seng Can clearly see the strangeness of Ling Guang, so he immediately asked in-depth questions.

"Haha, how could I know that a serious injury occurred in Zen Temple?" Ling Guang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is that right?" Seeing Ling Guang suddenly relaxed, Seng Can frowned, "Where was the Palace Master last night? What were you doing?"

"What do you mean by the Third Ancestor? Are you doubting me? I respect you as a senior, so I respect you. But if you have bad intentions, then I, Beihuang City, are not easy to mess with!" Ling Guang's words began to become harsh.

"You are the evil ones who complain first! It is clear that you seriously injured my senior brother Daoqian and are still quibbling in front of my master!" Daoxuan next to the Third Ancestor finally couldn't help it.

"Junior brother!" Daoxin hurriedly grabbed Daoxuan.

"What!" Ling Guang was stunned. Daoqian? This is impossible!

"Come, bring Hongyu here!" Although Daoxuan was blocked by Daoxin, he still ordered Hongyu, who was tied to the woodshed last night.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master, Master, and Uncle Master." Hongyu came to Sengcan.

"Hongyu, did this woman knock you out last night?" Daoxuan asked, pointing to Ling Guang.

Hongyu turned his head and looked at Ling Guang, and suddenly his pupils shrank, "It's... it's her... it's her!"

"What else do you have to say!" Dao Xuan looked at Ling Guang with anger.

Ling Guang began to clench his fists, "I...I admit that I did come to Zen Temple last night and tied up the disciple named Hongyu, and met Daoqian. But I didn't fight him!"

"At this point, you still want to argue!" Daoxuan didn't want to hear Ling Guang's explanation at all.

"I don't!" Ling Guang still retorted.

"Master, everyone has evidence and physical evidence, so there is no need to listen to this woman's explanation! You will give the order and let us arrest her!" Daoxuan turned around and asked Sengcan to arrest Ling Guang.

"Third Ancestor, do you think so too?" Ling Guang looked at Seng Can proudly, "But what I want to tell you is that Ling Guang did it, and if he didn't do it, he didn't do it! Don't let me recite anything that is made out of nothing!"

"Do not be excited, Lord of the Palace. I don't doubt you, I just want to know the truth. I just rudely was a bad disciple. I will discipline me after a while." Sengcan knew from Ling Guang's eyes that she was not lying, so he ignored Dao Xuan's words.
To be continued...