Me and my Jianghu Tavern

Gu Qingshan looked at Li Qingfeng.

Feeling the gaze, Li Qingfeng turned around and said, "Our Haoran Sect doesn't participate."

Gu Qingshan felt relieved when he heard this.

The more people involved in this matter, the greater the trouble. After all, the rivers and lakes and the court are two opposites.

At this moment, more than a dozen women in plain clothes stepped into the arena, silk and satin fluttering in the wind, like fairies.

"Hundred Flowers Valley." Gu Qingshan muttered.

Two of the six major forces have come, and the attitudes of Jiange and Daozong are still unknown.

If there is no accident, Daozong should not participate. The matter of emphasizing Dao and suppressing Buddha has made Daomen flourish. At this time, they should not stand up. The only thing to do is to look at Jiange.

Seeing the visitor, Yin Li smiled and said, "Miss Su, you are late."

Su Chuyao led a group of women from Baihua Valley to come forward, and said, "It's not too late."

In Chang'an City, a steady stream of people came out of the darkness and gathered towards the palace gate.

It's not just the six major forces, the rivers and lakes are divided into first-rate, second-rate and third-rate, and there are naturally many second-rate forces that are not in the ranks.

"Changle Gate."

"Bamboo Mountain."

"..."

One after another, second-rate forces appeared, and the palace gate was already full of people.

Standing from the palace gate to the end of the street.

There are more than thousands of people, and there are not a few masters.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Ming frowned, and muttered, "What is the emperor doing?"

He turned his head to look at the palace. The emperor must have known about it, but no one came to stop him. This is not right. So many people gathered together, wouldn't they be afraid?

At this moment, the monk Nian'an beside him stepped forward.

Zhang Ming was taken aback, and asked, "Monk, where are you going?"

Monk Nian'an smiled, and replied: "Amitabha, Master Zhang, the poor monk naturally wants to fight for a chance for Buddhism."

"What?" Zhang Ming was a little confused.

This monk must be joking. In Zhang Ming's opinion, he is not a monk at all. How can there be such a strange monk who practices both Taoism and Buddhism. I am afraid that the Buddha does not recognize you, and the Tao does not recognize you.

At this time, it is said that we will fight for a chance for Buddhism.

Zhang Ming felt that this monk might be trying to make trouble.

"Doesn't it look good? What are you doing to get involved?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Amitabha." Monk Nian'an clasped his hands together, turned around and walked towards the gate of the palace without explaining.

He glanced at the dark crowd in front of him, and said, "All benefactors, can you make room for the little monk?"

"Monk?"

"Where did this monk come from?"

"Wait, this monk..."

"Make way for him."

"But, suzerain."

"Just make way for him."

Nian'an glanced at the Tao who stepped out in front of him, he lowered his head and said, "Thank you."

The crowd consciously gave way to Nian An and went straight to the front of the palace gate.

Yin Li glanced back, but saw that the people from the second-rate forces behind them gave way, and the monk Nian'an in cassock came over.

Su Chuyao also looked back, and saw the white monk.

"Amitabha." Nian'an looked at the two of them.

Yin Li frowned and asked, "Monk, where did you come from?"

Monk Nian'an smiled and replied.

"Lanshan Temple, Nian'an."

Chapter 221: Lanshan Temple

When Buddhism flourished, cassock monks could be seen wandering around the world all over the world.

At that time, there was a temple in the northwest, which was Lanshan Temple.

It is a forbidden place of Buddhism, but there are only four old monks guarding the temple, and it is rumored that the forbidden technique of Buddhism is hidden there.

Is it true or false, some intriguing.

Someone once went to look for Lanshan Temple, but returned without success, but there were also people who found Lanshan Temple, but when they came back, they didn't say anything, cut off their hair in a blink of an eye, and converted to Buddhism.

Since the setback of Buddhism, the rumors about Lanshan Temple have also disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

Yin Li glanced at Nian An and asked, "Who is your master?"

"There is no master." Nian An said.

Yin Li put his hands behind his back and said with empty eyes: "Lanshan Temple never accepts disciples, where did you come from as a monk?"

"Amitabha." Nian'an clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said, "Master Yin, do you still remember the monk who swept the floor back then?"

Yin Li froze for a moment, then remembered.

More than ten years ago, he went to the northwest, not to find Lanshan Temple, but to perform a mission, and accidentally arrived at Lanshan Temple.

There were four old monks in the monastery, all of whom were dead. Yin Li discussed Buddhism with the four old monks.

He walked to the backyard of the temple, but there was a young monk sweeping the floor. When the young monk turned his head, his eyes went dark, and when he woke up, the temple did not know where he had gone.

It was a strange memory, and for a time he thought it was just a dream.

Yin Li was secretly startled, but did not show it, and said, "I always thought it was a dream."

"If you say it, it is indeed a dream." Nian An laughed.

Su Chuyao smiled euphemistically, and said, "I thought Lanshan Temple was just a legend."

Yin Lilin pondered for a moment, then asked: "How are the four eminent monks guarding the monastery?"

Nian An looked at Yin Li, shook his head silently and sighed.

When Yin Li saw this, he understood that the four eminent monks had passed away.

"Have you passed away?" Yin Li was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Then there are relics left?"

"I have gone with Lanshan Temple." Nian'an said.

The four eminent monks of Lanshan Temple were sitting together in front of Nian An. The destiny cannot be violated. Nian An could only watch quietly. The four eminent monks went, but they also left behind four relics.

Nian An left Lanshan Temple, and since then, Lanshan Temple has ceased to exist.

Su Chuyao asked: "Since the little master came from Lanshan Temple, is there really a Buddhist forbidden technique in Lanshan Temple?"

Nian'an nodded, but shook his head again.

"What does this mean, little master? Yes or no?" Su Chuyao asked.

"Yes, but not." Nian An smiled, no matter how much they asked, they would not answer.

Nian'an has stayed in Lanshan Temple for several years, and has never seen any secret scriptures.

Some are just four old monks.

After staying in Lanshan Temple for a long time, Nian An gradually realized that the so-called forbidden technique was actually right in front of his eyes.

Those four old monks stayed in that temple for an unknown number of years, and the things they guarded were all in their minds.

The so-called forbidden techniques are only forbidden by four old monks.

The so-called Lanshan Temple was never a temple, but a prison where four people were imprisoned.

Therefore, Nian An left Lanshan Temple.

There is no more Lanshan Temple.

.........

"Dog."

Chu Hang saw Gu Qingshan and patted him on the shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Most of the cold poison has been cured, but the injuries on his body are still a bit serious." Chu Hang said.

"It's good that the person is still there," Chu Hang said.

After the two of them said a few words, Gu Qingshan looked towards the field.

People from Feihua Terrace and Baihua Valley are still standing outside the palace gate, they have not entered, presumably there are still people who have not yet arrived.

The person who can make Yin Li wait is definitely not an ordinary person.

"In the end, who are you waiting for?" Gu Qingshan frowned slightly, he couldn't figure it out.

Gu Qingshan became a little worried.

He used to be in the Secret Service Department and knew Chang'an's force very well. Although on the surface there were only the Ten Guards of the Forbidden Army and the Secret Service Department, there were actually many secret existences that even the Secret Service Department could not know about.

If it is just Feihuatai Baihuagu and these miscellaneous people present, it may not be possible to get benefits in Chang'an City.

And Gu Qingshan in the palace couldn't figure out what he was thinking, he had reached this point, Ren Jiu didn't react at all, it was a little strange.

Could it be that you want to catch them all?That will definitely hurt both sides.

There should be no fights between the temples and the rivers and lakes. If there is chaos, then the world will be really chaotic, even more serious than the uprisings in various places 40 years ago.

After about half an hour, Yin Li Renjiu did not move at all.

Many forces in the rear were a little impatient, but they could only wait quietly.

"Here we come." Yin Li raised his head and looked at the tower in the distance.

At some point, three old men appeared on the tower.

The three old men stepped on the white tiles and jumped step by step, and they came to the palace gate in the blink of an eye.

Jian Nantian raised his head, looked at the old man in the middle, and frowned at the strange qinggong.

"Hong Qingyu."

Hu Qianjian frowned, "Is he still alive?"

It was more than 40 years ago that Hong Qingyu stole Prince Li from the palace. Since then, Hong Qingyu disappeared into the rivers and lakes. Everyone thought he was dead.

The three old men landed in front of Yin Li.

An old man on the left is holding a sword. He presumably is a swordsman, but I don't know who it is.

The old man on the right is a monk, wearing cassock, chanting Amitabha Buddha silently.

The one in the middle is the thief Hong Qingyu.

Yaoyue murmured, "Here comes another monk."

Gu Qingshan in the distance saw the old monk's face, he was stunned for a moment, "This monk is..."

He vaguely remembered an old monk who was ordered to arrest when he was in the Secret Service Division.

The monk who knows the secret art of Buddhism.

If he hadn't fallen into the secret technique of monk Nian An in Jiangling a few days ago, he might not have thought of this old monk.

It was the monk in Chang'an City back then.

Nian An looked up at the old monk and lowered his head, "Master Xuanbei, long time no see."