() The relics are crystals cremated after the passing of the Buddhist monks. They are highly respected among Buddhists, let alone the relics of the top bones of Master Xuanzang, which can be called a Buddhist holy object.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang believed in the metaphysics and numerology, and each Taoist and Buddha formed a unique family. He placed the clues of the fourteen tombs of the Ming Dynasty in the underground palace. No matter how Chu Tianci thought about it, he thought Zhu Yuanzhang was a bit funny.

Chu Tianci walked back and forth for a long time, raised his head and asked in surprise.

"Since there is an underground palace, how can I go down?"

"Oh, do you think you are a monk who has attained enlightenment or the Buddha's lord descended to earth. The underground palace of Dacien Temple is a holy place in the entire Buddhist world and a forbidden area. Unless it is a major sacrificial ceremony or a Buddhist event, the underground palace cannot be opened and it is impossible to let you go down." Yue Qianling said.

Chu Tianci had no choice but to walk out of Xuanzang Memorial Hall, rubbing his hair and saying regretfully.

"Ratching a bank is easier than this. It is impossible to do anything in a pure Buddhist place. If it were other places, Brother Qian happened to be in Jingzhao and just wanted to find some people to sneak in. But in the underground palace, it is impossible to force it in. I have to think of a solution."

"Actually... I really have one solution." Yue Qianling said lightly with a smile.

"Haha, you can still figure out a solution with your brain." Chu Tianci smiled weakly, and now he can only be a living person. "Let's talk about it."

"It's okay to not eat or drink in the sky, but you have to offer incense, but you have to offer it to the monks in the Great Ci'en Temple who have to eat every day," Yue Qianling said while pushing Gu Anqi to the gods. "Now, overseas Chinese women donated wealth to Daci'en Temple, which is also considered a meritorious believer. If you want to visit Master Xuanzang's relics to preach Buddhism, this is not an exaggeration."

"Yes, Sister Qianling's idea is good. I donate it to Dacien Temple with my body skills and then ask to enter the underground palace. I believe the host will agree."

Qiu Nuo smiled slightly and shook his head and said.

"The four elements of Buddhist disciples are empty. In their hearts, the relics in the underground palace are supreme treasures. How can money be compared? Besides, Dacien Temple is a world-famous temple with a strong incense. To put it bluntly, people don't even look down on the money we donated."

Chu Tianci stood up from the bench and took a deep breath.

"Although Qianling's method is not good, the idea is right. Donating money will definitely not be able to open the door of the underground palace. When Xuanzang went to seek Buddhist scriptures, the Tathagata asked him to exchange things for it. He was so helpless that he finally took out the begging purple gold bowl. The Buddha was still aware of the goods, so he gave the scriptures, which showed that as long as he wanted, there would be no door that could not be opened."

"You have many ideas. Since donating money is not good, what else do you think you can give?" Yue Qianling asked with a pout.

"You are still doing archaeology, of course it is a cultural relic. Finding a few Buddhist cultural relics with historical origins is much more important than donating money."

"You said it simply. It's okay to find my dad in Rongcheng to find a way, but this is Jingzhao. I'm not familiar with the place. Where can I find Buddhist cultural relics?"

Chu Tianci smiled without saying a word, and walked out confidently with his hands on his back. The three girls following him didn't know what medicine he bought in the gourd, but Chu Tianci probably had a way to be calm and relaxed.

In fact, Chu Tianci now thought of Huo Qian. There is a dragon path and a snake path. Huo Qian has been working in this industry for more than ten years, and he must have a path even in Jingzhao.

Yue Qianling took Chu Tianci to the ghost market in Rongcheng. That time it was a horizon. However, now standing in the western city of the Tang Dynasty with Huo Qian, Chu Tianci understood what it means to be a dilemma.

This place was completely restored and built according to the style of Chang'an West City in ancient times. It is the largest antique trading city in the country. It is a ghost market and a city. There is no need to compare it to know the difference. The entire Tang Dynasty West City is full of antiques and all kinds of antiques.

Chu Tianci scratched his head and said with a wry smile.

"Brother Qian, I asked you to find some ways to get a few Buddhist cultural relics. You are cutting corners. What can this broad-sky stall hawking thing have?"

"Isn't there any way to do this?" Huo Qian said helplessly, "If you look for other things, I can think of a solution for you. If you want Buddhist cultural relics, this thing is either worshipped by believers at home, or stayed outside in the National Museum... You also understand."

"Then what did you bring us here?"

"There is a store called Lifozhai in the western city of Datang. The Buddhist relics in Qingyishui are the largest and most complete. Just try your luck, and you may get unexpected gains."

Reality is always too different from expectations. Within ten minutes of entering, Yue Qianling dragged Qiu Nuo and Gu Anqi out. Even people like Yue Qianling who are not familiar with antiques can't stand it. You can imagine how bad the Buddhist relics in the Buddhist rituals are.

Chu Tianci came out without saying a word. The things inside were either vulgar or fake, all of which were fooling the rich, and nothing valuable was.

"Or why I send someone to Rongcheng to inform Liu Hao over," said Huo Qian.

"... Let Liu Hao lead people to force into the underground palace?" Chu Tianci immediately realized Huo Qian's meaning and shook his head quickly. "How can you do things in the important Buddhist areas?"

Qiu Nuo followed behind him and said with a slight smile.

"Brother Tianci, why don't you go and try Aunt Jingwan? She might have something to help."

"Aunt Jingwan...Aunt Jing is also in Jingzhao?" Chu Tianci asked in surprise.

"Aunt Jing is from Jingzhao, and my family is also in Jingzhao, but I went to Rongcheng because of work." Qiu Nuo said with a calm smile.

The already extinguished hope in Chu Tianci's eyes lit up again. Thinking of Jingwan's atmosphere and shock of Tangyuan, as well as the jaw-dropping collection in the basement, Chu Tianci believed that if anyone else could help him, this person must be Jingwan.

Huo Qian did not go with him because he had to deal with the Qin Warriors. Along the way, Chu Tianci described the scenery of Tangyuan to Yue Qianling and Gu Anqi. Since Jingzhao is Jingwan's home, the Tangyuan in Rongcheng is already magnificent, let alone the base camp.

When Qiu Nuo stood up, Chu Tianci's face was completely amused and crying. Although there was a house in front of him, compared with the Tang Yuan he remembered, Chu Tianci only thought of two words now.

Cold!

Jingwan saw Qiu Nuo bringing people home, and smiled slightly as quiet as ever. A noble and majestic aura was revealed from her, which could easily infect the people around her. Even Yue Qianling, who had always been heartless, became quiet after seeing Jingwan.

Compared with the lively atmosphere in Tangyuan, there is only a place where you can talk about Qingyi, except Jingwan.

"Tianci, it has been several months since we left Rongcheng, so we are fine." Jingwan asked softly while making tea elegantly.

When Chu Tianci was in the mountains, he read all ancient books. He spoke for a long time without realizing it. But when he spoke from Jingwan, Chu Tianci couldn't hear a trace of pretentious feeling.

"Hello Aunt Jing, I didn't expect to see you in Jingzhao." Chu Tianci said with a smile.

Qiu Nuo told Jingwan everything about the visit to Jingzhao.

"Aunt Jing, I know you believe in Buddhism. Now we want to enter the underground palace, so we must have the same things that can allow us to enter. I wonder if you have them here."

Take a sip of fragrant tea in a quiet and gentle way and speak calmly.

"There are a few Buddhist relics in the Buddhist temple. I will take you to see if it can be used."

The Buddhist temple is actually a small room with incense and candles surround it, and it was solemn that Chu Tianci's mouth never closed since Jingwan pushed open the door.

There is a Zen stick on the bright yellow brocade on the left side of the room. The body is composed of eight petals of the lotus. There are three columns of floral patterns at the bottom of the Zen stick. Bead patterns are bounded by the bars, which are extremely fine.

The body of the stick is hollow, and the whole body is lined with tangled branches and vines. The Twelve Monks of Yuanjue are engraved on it. They stand on the lotus platform with a magic bell in hand. They are all cute and charming, with a charming look. The bottom of the stick is decorated with vines, clouds and flowers.

The head of the stick is curled with silver wire into two peach-shaped wheels. The top of the wheel is a lotus and flowing clouds with a waist seat, and a wisdom bead is held on it.

The four major rings symbolize the Four Truths: suffering, accumulation, extinction, and Tao; the twelve small rings represent the twelve sutras. The head of the stick is a double wheel, four twelve rings, and the four twelve rings are curved with silver bars, and each strand is set with three gold rings.

Chu Tianci's mouth couldn't help but squirm, and in this ordinary room, there was a stunning Zen stick enshrined.

After taking a closer look at the inscription on the side of the Zen Staff, Chu Tianci was completely shocked.

In the 14th year of the junction of Xiantong in Wensiyuan, on March 23rd, a twelve-ring tin staff was built to welcome the real body, with a total of 60 taels of gold, two taels of gold, fifty-eight taels of silver.

"This is a royal property! It was created by Emperor Yizong of Tang Dynasty to worship Buddha!"

"God gives me good eyesight. The Buddha told the monks: Holding this stick means holding the Buddha's body, and all things are included. Emperor Yizong of Tang said that he ordered people to build this stick." Jingwan smiled faintly and said disapprovingly. "If you can help you, take it."

Chu Tianci didn't say anything for a long time. Even Yue Qianling, who was engaged in archaeology, participated in so many archaeological research projects, but he had never seen any Buddhist cultural relics that could be compared with this Zen stick. If this stick was published to the public, it would undoubtedly be a national special cultural relic.

Jingwan gave it to herself without thinking, as if in her eyes it was as simple as giving an embroidery needle. However, when she was in Tangyuan, Chu Tianci had already seen how surprising the cultural relics that Jingwan collected were.
Chapter completed!