Chapter 608 Three Veins and Seven Wheels, Encountered by Zhaitang
When the abbot heard this, his old eyes lit up.
The torch reflected between the pupils, scorching and glowing, emitting an orange-red light.
Although Zen Master Lingzhen on the side had a prejudice against Yang Chaoxi, at this moment he also knew that it was the reckless monks in the temple who mistakenly blamed the increasingly famous Yang Shaoxia. At that moment, he clasped his hands and saluted and said: "Thank you, Master Yang, move to the Sutra Library!"
Yang Chaoxi became increasingly sleepy, and was too lazy to argue with the Lingzhen during the day. He only clasped his fists briefly in response. Then he took a step forward, led by Abbot Lingche and other monks, and walked to the scripture library in the backyard.
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Fang Qidou, Xiao Zhan, and Pugu Xingde who came later saw Henan Yin Xiaojing, surrounded by bad guards, protecting the injured Lu Chuntang back to the guest room. They were also worried that Yang Chaoxi would be alone with the group of monks.
Before leaving, something else would happen. So after thinking for a while, he made up his mind and followed them together, staying behind the monks.
The torch melted the darkness and the wind lantern illuminated the corridor. The monks led Yang Chaoxi and soon arrived in front of the Sutra Pavilion. The pavilion was dark and silent, like a group of sleeping strange beasts.
Because the Sutra Collection Building was a secret place in the temple, when Fang Qidou, Xiao Zhan, and Pugu Xingde followed them downstairs, they were turned away. They could only watch Yang Chaoxi being held hostage by the lights.
Wrapped up with other monks, they rushed into the huge mouth of the Sutra Library.
As the windows on each floor were illuminated by the firelight, many compound eyes seemed to light up in the Buddhist scripture building. The compound eyes stared at the tiled roofs of the nearby palaces and the mountain and tree Buddhist caves further away, but never said a word.
On the third floor of the Sutra Collection Building, traces of the fierce fight with the female thief Chun Yujing are still there. Yang Zhaoxi started from the stairs on the third floor and told how he triggered the warning mechanism, how he alerted Chun Yujing who stole the treasure scroll, and how he triggered the alarm.
How to have a fierce fight with her in this building...he explained it in detail.
Abbot Lingche and Zen Master Lingzhen, both eminent monks with long experience in the world, nodded repeatedly. Sure enough, what Yang Shaoxia said was accurate, and all the details were very consistent with the traces on the scene. If he deliberately exaggerated or even lied, it would be difficult to do this.
As silky as a button.
When he arrived at the small window where he was fighting Chun Yujing closely, Yang Zhaoxi looked down and saw that the slippery slip that he had picked up and thrown out to close the small window was still lying quietly on the dusty floor.
, among the intricate footprints.
Abbot Lingche frowned slightly, picked it up, waved his sleeves to wipe off the dust on the slips, and said reproachfully: "Puxing! You are the leader of the monks in this temple, and you are also in charge of all the monks' duties. Just then, I just went up to the building to catch him.
Thief, are you turning a blind eye to the old Buddhism scriptures "Buddhist Sutra" being left in the dust?!"
When the leading monk heard this, he hurriedly walked closer, clasped his palms together and said with shame, "Disciple has done something wrong, please abbot take responsibility."
Abbot Lingche immediately handed the Buddhist Sutra engraved on the slip to Zen Master Lingzhen and said, "I will leave it to you to punish me."
Zen Master Lingzhen naturally understood that the abbot brother was "pointing to the east and talking about the west", so he expressed his dissatisfaction with Yang Chaoxi's throwing away the scriptures, and immediately took them: "Then I will punish Pu Xing to copy the "Buddhist Sutra" in order to
See the aftereffects.”
Abbot Lingche nodded slightly and ignored the depressed monk Pu Xing. He turned to Yang Chaoxi and said, "Young Master Yang! According to what you and the female thief said, this is where you two were roped by the monks of the temple.
The place where it was bound. Since the female thief wanted to frame you, she also forced the 'Ming Emperor's Silk Scripture' to you. Given the urgency at the time, how could you hide the treasure scroll?"
Yang Chaoxi had known for a long time that the monks would ask this question, so he had already prepared a plan of speech on the way there. He immediately raised his head, pointed to the beam above the room and said: "The female thief was full of deceitful tricks earlier.
I just wanted to prevent the Sutra of Forty-Two Chapters from falling into the hands of thieves again, so I threw the scroll up in the dark without thinking too much and landed it on a beam."
Then he pointed at the monk Pu Xingdao, "This strong monk was very aggressive when he came, and he didn't give me a chance to judge. In addition, the search of the scriptures was very sloppy, and naturally the beams of the house were left out!"
Before Yang Chaoxi finished speaking, he jumped about ten feet. With his feet slightly leaning on the top of the wooden frame, he lifted his body several feet higher and immediately landed on a thick beam.
Since it was just a show, he thought it was a complete set. Yang Zhaoxi stabilized his figure, not daring to hesitate, and stretched out his right arm towards the empty and dusty beam. At the same time, with a thought, the "Ming Emperor" caught in the infinite ring
"Silk Sutra" - the "Forty-Two Chapter Sutra", a treasure scroll of the temple, immediately fell on the beam, and the scroll was covered with dust.
Yang Zhaoxi grabbed the "Forty-Two Chapters Sutra" and immediately turned over and jumped down, landing lightly in front of Abbot Lingche. Then he quickly handed the sutra scroll out and patted it into Abbot Lingche's hand: "Abbott, look! Is this the thing?"
Abbot Lingche couldn't hide his excitement at having recovered the lost treasure. He even forgot to express his thanks. He hurriedly untied the rope, unfolded the scroll, looked at it carefully under the orange light of the wind lantern, and then said with joy: "Blessed by the World Honored One, the scroll is back!"
I am still alive, so I am worthy of being my teacher!"
After feeling happy, he finally remembered Yang Chaoxi, who was pouting at the side, and hurriedly glanced at the surrounding monks, and then took the lead in joining his hands and saluting, "Young Master Yang hates evil as much as his enemies, and his kindness to help others will be deeply appreciated by everyone in this temple!"
Zen Master Lingzhen, martial monk Puxin and others also clasped their hands on their chests and saluted like a ceremonial person: "Young hero has great righteousness, we will remember it!"
Yang Chaoxi had no intention of repaying his kindness. He yawned and was about to clasp his fists to say goodbye. Unexpectedly, Abbot Lingche said again:
"Lao Na observes that the young knight is a master of mystical skills. He not only has the foundation of Taoist inner alchemy practice, but also has the method of secretly guiding the qi from the Taoist sect. This shows that the young knight has great blessings and is able to play both sides. He will definitely not be a fish and crab in the pond in the future!
Tonight I misunderstood the young knight, and since the monk of this temple was responsible for his negligence, if I am not sincere and make amends for my fault, I may be criticized by the heroes of the world, saying that I, the Xiangshan Temple, deceived guests and provoked the Taoist sect.
That's it! I have been studying the Atharva Veda for the past ten years and wrote a volume called "Theory of Three Chakras and Seven Wheels", which is very similar to Taoist inner alchemy. It has been published in a book. So I gave it to the young hero.
For reference only!”
After Abbot Lingche finished speaking, he took out a sutra volume slightly larger than a palm from his sleeve and handed it over.
Yang Chaoxi was about to refuse, but suddenly he remembered the wonderful use of the "Dharma Cleansing Sutra" stored in the infinite ring, as well as the theory of "Dual Cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism" by his Taoist friend Wu Tianshi, and then he made a move, took it, and bowed his head.
Salute him in return.
The treasure scroll reappeared and the misunderstanding was eliminated. Yang Zhaoxi and the monks of Xiangshan Temple all breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after he returned to the group room, he was immediately attacked by Fang Qi. Xiao Zhan and Xiao Zhan closed the door and window and scolded him. They blamed him for acting impulsively and overstepping his authority, almost falling into the trap of a thief. If Xiao Zhan hadn't invited Henan Yin Xiaojing to intervene in this
After all, the torture of the Xiangshan Temple monks was inevitable. As for clearing the suspicion, it was even more wishful thinking...
Yang Chaoxi lowered his head and said nothing, and responded with a wry smile.
The next day it was getting brighter and there was a lot of noise in the temple.
The heroes walked out of various halls one after another, or asked for directions, went to the dining hall to have breakfast, or went directly out of the temple gate and went down the mountain to find wine stalls, tea sheds, etc., and buy some porridge and cakes of the right taste.
Eat early.
Yang Zhaoxi, Fang Qidou, and Xiao Zhan had lost their strength and delayed their sleep due to the twists and turns last night. Therefore, even though they were listening to the noise coming in from time to time outside the door and window, they felt that their bodies were heavy and unable to move.
.The sleepiness accumulates in my mind and cannot be driven away. It is stubborn and stubborn. I just want to sleep like this.
Fortunately, Pugu Xingde was in high spirits. He looked at the three people crowded on the wooden couch and slept soundly, pulling their hair and scratching their feet. After trying their best, the three people on the couch finally reluctantly
Struggling to hold himself up.
After all the scolding last night, she still had lingering fears. Yang Zhaoxi carefully took out the comb from the baggage, randomly collected the hairpins and made them into a bun. Then he bowed his hands to several people and said in salute: "Last night, there was no danger. Thank you for your help."
I’m a Taoist brother and I’ll help you. I’ll learn from you after I’ve suffered a loss, and I’m determined not to do it again!”
When Fang Qidou saw this, he immediately teased: "The so-called 'die under peonies and be a ghost is also romantic', like Junior Brother Yang, who can catch thieves, but Senior Brother is also very envious of it!"
"I'm afraid that Young Master Yang will bump into some pretty little lady again. Even if he risks his life, he will still run up and get to know her... Hehe!" Pugu Xingde also followed and cheered.
Yang Chaoxi's face turned red and she couldn't help but retorted: "It's better than Mr. Pugu to be cautious and cherish his life, huddled in the room and dare not come out, right?"
"If what happened last night happens again, Brother Yang can just do what he wants! Mr. Xiao will never have the audacity to ask for help or do the same thing as others."
Xiao Zhan just snorted coldly, carried the long sword and baggage, and took the lead to leave the group room, leaving only the three of them behind, "Xiao, go to the dining hall first, don't waste the time!"
Yang Zhaoxi was immediately stunned on the spot. He didn't understand what was wrong with Brother Xiao, who had tried so hard to bring in reinforcements for him last night, and his attitude suddenly became so cold.
Fang Qidou and Pugu Xingde had been in Luoyang City since they were born. Of course they had heard some speculations and rumors about Xiao Jing and Xiao Zhan, but it was not easy to spread rumors. They immediately picked up the absent-minded Yang Chaoxi,
We rushed to the dining hall together.
Walking through the corridor and through the courtyard, stepping on the dew and facing the wind.
From a distance, you can see that on the top of the east mountain, there is just a whitish blue without the morning glow. On the dome between the two mountains, the clouds are piled very thick, like random flakes, like dense scales, and there is a little more in the air.
Dull.
The three of Yang Zhaoxi detoured for a while and then caught up with Xiao Zhan who was walking in the car. His complexion was obviously much better, but he still ignored Yang Zhaoxi. The three of them were all extremely embarrassed.
After taking a few breaths, I walked to the dining hall and saw the knights who had had their morning meal chatting and laughing and walking out in groups, showing that they were quite confident in today's competition.
Quite unexpectedly, he happened to see a group of female crowns walking towards him. Fang Qidou was bright-eyed and hurriedly walked a few steps to meet him. The chief inspector greeted him and said: "It is said that Fang Qidou, the eldest son of the clan, pays homage to the master of Yuan Yizi Temple and all of you."
Junior sister!"
Tong Chunxi, the leader of Linji Temple, Yuan Yizi, nodded slightly and was about to speak when he heard Ding Mo Niang, Xue Yizi from the side, joking: "Why did you miss me and Senior Sister Feng Yizi?"
Fang Qidou looked embarrassed and hurriedly apologized and begged for mercy. However, he only received a cold snort from Feng Yizi Xu Meixiang.
At this moment, one of the female crowns suddenly walked out and said directly to Yang Chaoxi: "Senior Brother Yang! Qing'er has a few words to ask you!"
Yang Chaoxi raised her eyes and immediately felt sad again.
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