After Zuo Qianhu was blown out of the wing by Fahai, monks from the temple came to check his body to prove that what Fahai said about the hidden murder weapon was indeed true.

Although the accompanying officials from the Zhenfu Department had a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts, due to the status of the imperial master at that time and the current majesty of Fahai in Kyoto, they could only secretly swallow the dissatisfaction in their hearts and carry it with them dejectedly.

Zuo Qianhu, who was unconscious, left Jinshan Temple.

After the officials of the Zhenfu Division left one after another, Nengren Xiaoan and others came to the side room to greet Fahai. They were all the people who had followed Fahai for the longest time in Jinshan Temple. Naturally, they had felt all kinds of strange things about him during this time.

Worried, some questioning was inevitable.

"Young Master, the people from Zhenfusi have left. Since they are so disrespectful, do you think you should send a note to His Majesty?"

Xiao An followed Fa Hai's wishes and gave his opinion. In the past, Fa Hai would not pay attention to such trivial matters, but today is different from the past. After becoming the national master, Fa Hai's temperament has become more and more unpredictable. Many people in the past

Things that we didn’t even care about are now being cared about over and over again.

There was silence in the side room for a long time. After a long time, Fahai's slightly hoarse voice came out.

"No, that's it."

There seemed to be endless weariness in his tone.

Just like what Zuo Qianhu said before leaving the house, Fahai was troubled by inner demons. He recited Mahayana Buddhism every night to resist the temptation of inner demons. It has been more than a month since he had a good sleep.

Already.

It was nothing in the first few days, but as a national master, Buddhism is also in the stage of vigorous development. Many things are complicated, and it is obviously beyond the power to just rely on cultivation and meditation to restore vitality.

Suddenly, Fahai seemed to have sensed something, and he lowered his head slightly. He saw that the rippling water surface of the tea cup on the table suddenly stopped, and an image of Fahai in blood-clothed clothes with strange features slowly emerged from it, and said with a smile:

"That Zuo Qianhu knew about your murder scandal, why didn't you kill him while he was leaving the capital? You are now the leader of the Buddhist sect. Once this matter is leaked, you will not be the only one affected...

..."

The tea cup cracked without warning, and the warm tea flowed freely on the table. Fahai suddenly stood up from his seat, and a thought flashed through his mind:

"I'm afraid I really have to go to Tianzhu Mountain."

Zuo Qianhu's encounter at Jinshan Temple quickly spread throughout Kyoto. This kind of thing may be a talkative story among the common people, but it is not so true in the ears of the current emperor.

In the Huangji Palace, Daqian Emperor Li Qiuheng and three cabinet ministers simultaneously saw such a document about Zuo Qianhu's encounter at Jinshan Temple. Li Qiuheng did not even read the several documents pleading for Zuo Qianhu's mercy, but described the

He placed the record of good things in front of the three ministers and said:

"Zuo Qianhu is so brave. He has no evidence at all and dares to go directly to the imperial master to question him. In my opinion, this ungrateful guy must be punished. What do you think?"

The three cabinet ministers looked at each other. They have been in the same court for many years. Although they have not worked with His Majesty for a long time, Renjun's thoughts are sometimes very easy to understand. For example, what he said just now seems to be

They wanted to punish Zuo Qianhu, but there was no hint of anger on his face. How could this mean asking for guilt? It was clearly asking them to think of ways to exonerate Zuo Qianhu.

In a blink of an eye, the three old foxes understood what Li Qiuheng meant. Since the last time His Majesty failed to deliberately favor the cultivation of Taoist forces to check the increasingly powerful National Master, he has always been interested in this powerful Pudu Cihang.

He is quite trustworthy, at least on the surface, but it is not difficult to see some clues about his inner strength and thoughts from today's incident.

In His Majesty's heart, he always has the Imperial Master in mind.

"Since Mr. Zuo is so disrespectful of dignity, Your Majesty might as well demote this person out of Kyoto and go to the outside of Kyoto to work hard."

After the chief minister set the tone of the matter, it became much easier to handle. Immediately, another official suggested: "There are demons everywhere in Yangzhou. According to reports, many villages have been devastated by demons. The details of yesterday's impeachment are on the cabinet desk.

The piles on top are three feet high..."

Due to the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, the power to suppress demons and ghosts in today's world has been greatly reduced. The power of the court alone is not enough. However, there are still few tragic situations like this where several villages are slaughtered by demons and ghosts. Li Qiuheng should

Even though he frowned and asked:

"Who is in charge of Yangzhou?"

"Fu Tianchou."

"Order Zuo Qianhu, the governor of Zhenfu, to go to Yangzhou and escort Fu Tianchou to Beijing to await trial. I want to ask him how he manages Yangzhou!"

"According to the order!"

Jinshan Temple was not notified of the news that Zuo Qianhu was demoted from Kyoto by the emperor to carry out his mission.

On the one hand, as the emperor of Daqian, it is already the limit to be able to do this. If you specially send someone to come to inform you, then the element of flattery will be too obvious and undermine the majesty of the emperor. Sometimes some things are done.

, Silence is better than sound.

But it's a pity that the world only thinks that Zuo Qianhu angered Fahai because of his disrespectful words and deeds, but they don't know that the real reason behind it is that Fahai is suffering from inner demons. Over time, it is difficult to control his anger and killing, and his mood has already deteriorated.

Perfect again.

In Jinshan Temple, when Fa Hai told the monks that he was about to leave the temple for a long journey, he left as expected and was persuaded by a group of monks in the temple to stay.

Because Mahayana Buddhism has only made half progress under Fahai's explanations for months. It is not that Fahai has not taught the rest of the second half. But his current state is like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river. How can he teach others the essence of Mahayana Buddhism?

The essence of righteousness?

Although what he was talking about was still the wonderful Lotus Dharma, it had lost its charm invisibly, and it was understandable that the monks listening to the lecture had difficulty understanding it.

In front of the abbot's residence of Jinshan Temple, a large group of old monks with white beards and white eyebrows occupied the place. They clamored to see Fa Hai, because Xiao An knew that Fa Hai had been mentally unbalanced recently, and was afraid that these monks would be like Zuo Qianhu when they talked.

Fahai was also offended, so he stood in front of the door and advised the monks to leave in time. If he had anything to say, he could convey it to him.

However, if this kind of thing is not said in person, it is basically in vain, and Xiao An's so-called conveyance on his behalf is just another form of polite refusal.

When the two sides were arguing, Xiao An saw the old monks piled up looking at him with expressions of surprise and bowing in unison. Xiao An was shocked because of this, and then he turned around and saw Fa Hai. He didn't know where he was.

Shi walked out of the meditation room and stood behind him silently.

"The Zen room is locked so deep that it can't even shut out your noise outside the door."

Fahai's face showed no trace of emotion or anger, and he was indifferent but also tinged with solemnity. Although he looked quite calm on the surface, if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find the vague anger hidden under his calmness.

The old monks who came to see Fahai were all the most important people listening to Fahai's lectures at Jinshan Temple. Different from ordinary people's eyesight, they could naturally see the contentment in Fahai's heart, but they were not affected by it.

As he thought, they were here to listen to the sutras and ask for permission because they were disturbing Fahai's daily practice. He then said to Fahai sincerely:

"Forgive me, Your Majesty, the Imperial Master. We, the old men, have been fortunate enough to be taught the wonderful Dharma by the Imperial Master. It is already a great blessing. We should not ask for anything else. But now that the Master has taught us nearly half of the wonderful Dharma, he suddenly has to travel far away.

, and there is no time to return, we old monks are bold and shameless and want to ask Guo Guo to write down the second half of the Mahayana Dharma for future monks to learn and copy."

This was originally a way to get the best of both worlds, but Fa Hai frowned quietly when he heard this. Because of the growth of inner demons, Fa Hai's lectures in the temple had long lost the charm of the wonderful method, and he just wrote the scriptures silently.

I'm afraid it has no effect in guiding people to enlightenment and practice.

As early as the day Fahai first came to Kyoto, he had left a piece of calligraphy treasure of the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures at Daxiangguo Temple. If Fahai really agreed to their request and reluctantly wrote down the remaining half of the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, then by then

If someone compares the two calligraphy treasures, the problem will be obvious. Fahai is in such a high and powerful position, so it is best to avoid gossip like this to prevent people with ulterior motives from taking advantage of it.

Fahai would not have cared about this kind of thing in the past, but it is different now.

On Fahai's calm face, the inconspicuous white hair of the Buddha's seal gradually turned deep red under the surprised eyes of many old monks. A few old monks did not know that disaster was coming, but they were very surprised.

Interested, he took two steps forward and said:

"I have long heard that the Master is gifted with extraordinary talents. The white hair on his forehead is a mark that appears only after the reincarnation of the Buddha. When I listened to the Master's sermons before, I still couldn't forget the truth. Today I am fortunate to have it.

See, it’s really...”

Before the old monk finished speaking, Xiao An had already stepped in front of him. Others didn't know the deep meaning behind Fa Hai's visions. How could Xiao An, who had followed him for many years, not understand? He nervously stretched out his hand.

Jin grabbed the hem of Fahai's monk's robe and said tremblingly:

"Master?!"

Fa Hai moved Xiao An's palm away without changing his expression. There were faint traces of bloodshot eyes in his lowered eyes, and he said indifferently: "You... are here to force me into the womb, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the old monks who came to see him all changed, and a strong wind immediately sprang up in the spacious courtyard, making everyone's sleeves flutter.

The monks have been practicing Mahayana Buddhism with Fahai in Jinshan Temple for a long time, and their cultivation has improved a lot. This time Qian Ali and Fahai were discussing with the best, so they were aware of the dense wind almost as soon as it started.

On the one hand, they were shocked by Fahai's high level of Taoism and abundant Qi cultivation. At the same time, they were even more frightened by the violent aura displayed by this master.

"Master Imperial Master, we...we have absolutely no intention of doing this! Donor Xiao An, is there any misunderstanding in this?"

Only then did the monks realize that they were panicking, and began to ask Xiao An for help. However, the latter's forehead was sweating anxiously, and even his words could not sway Fa Hai's intention to take action. On the contrary, because he kept nagging, Fa Hai's expression became worse.

Feeling indifferent.

At this tense moment, the newly built bronze bell of Jinshan Temple suddenly began to ring. Fahai felt as if he was struck by lightning, his body shook slightly, and the bright red white hair on his eyebrows gradually faded away in the lingering sound of the bell.

"I forgive you for not daring."

Fahai, whose mind was awakened by the sound of the bell, coldly threw these words away and then turned slightly to leave. He was afraid that being entangled with these old monks here too much would arouse the anger in his heart, so he threw them away hard.

After saying this, Fahai turned his back slightly to everyone, and suddenly added:

"I have been lecturing on sutras for many days, and I have occasionally gained enlightenment. I want to travel to and from the world of Buddhism with ease, so as to achieve the highest state of Buddhism. As for your practice of Mahayana Buddhism, I have already made arrangements."

Fa Hai said and turned to look at Xiao An: "Go and write a handwritten letter in my name and send it to Monk Baiyun of Wuding Temple in Yangzhou, asking him to send the golden Buddha with the lower part of Mahayana Buddhism engraved on it to the Great Hall.

Xiangguo Temple is for the practice of monks in the future."

Xiao An suddenly and happily bowed in response. Now things have turned around. He hurried over to appease the old monks and sent them away with comfort. Xiao An saw Fahai still standing there without moving, as if waiting for him.

He sighed softly, came to Fahai and asked the young master. The latter hummed deeply and raised his head silently. Only then did Xiao An realize that his young master's eyes were actually filled with bloodshot eyes. It looked like

It seemed like he hadn't rested for a long time.

"In the past few days, have you also sensed something abnormal about me?"

Fahai walked slowly thinking about his meditation room, motioned for Xiao An behind him to follow him, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Speaking of which, the way I used Buddhism to ascend the throne was indeed not very honorable, and I ruined many good lives. The so-called cycle of heaven and retribution is not good. Now I am haunted by inner demons, and I can't sleep day and night. I can hardly control my anger when something happens in the past two days.

If this continues, sooner or later it will be a disaster. Therefore, I plan to go out and see if I can see through this inner calamity."

While they were talking, the master and the servant had already returned to the Zen room. Fahai went straight up to the stone bed and sat cross-legged, unable to touch the Mingwang Jue with his hands, strictly keeping his mind and spirit from being turbid, and his thoughts clear and rational.

"I originally wanted to go on this trip alone, but if what had just happened had not been for the ringing of the temple bells, which frightened away the evil thoughts in my heart, it would have been hard to predict what would have happened to those old monks, so I wanted to take someone with me."

Xiao An immediately said after hearing this: "Master, I have made great progress in my Sword Sutra practice today, please take me with you!"

Fahai shook his head slightly: "This person must have a deep understanding of Mahayana Buddhism, and he must keep practicing the precepts and reciting them for hundreds of years without a body. Only now can he help me suppress the inner demons. Otherwise, it will be useless and will only increase my troubles."
Chapter completed!