Mysterious World Tour

In order to suppress the chaos that may break out at any time in the territory and distract his subordinates to avoid mutiny, the King of Chu is the most aggressive one among the anti-kings who have emerged in recent years. As long as there is enough food and grass, he will send troops to grab territory at any time.

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After grabbing the territory, the King of Chu will not manage it well. He often cuts one crop and leaves like cutting leeks.

Therefore, once the King of Chu sends troops and thinks he cannot win, some small counties choose to surrender directly.

Just think of it as spending money to avoid disaster.

The small county called Tongwen County where Tan Mo is now located fell into the hands of the King of Chu in this way.

Because Tongwen County is too poor, after the King of Chu accepted the surrender of Tongwen County, he was too lazy to station soldiers.

When the abbot of Wenqing Temple in Tongwen County sent a gift to the King of Great Chu, the business of exchanging gold and silver for silver notes fell on the shoulders of Wenqing Temple.

This is a lucrative job with a lot of potential.

Although Tan Mo is a young monk, I don’t know if the monks of Wenqing Temple saw that he was also a Buddhist, so they exchanged one dime of silver for five thousand taels of silver notes printed by the King of Great Chu.

This is the current standard price of the King of Great Chu’s silver notes.

It sounds like a large amount, but in fact it is only enough to buy five steamed buns.

And another person, two dimes of silver, the monks of Wenqing Temple only exchanged him for eight thousand taels of silver notes.

The difference was naturally embezzled by the monks of Wenqing Temple.

“Brother Ming Wuyan, you came from Ningjia County of Kunling Prefecture, but this is Yuchuan of Zhongshu Prefecture. The distance between the two places is not a thousand miles, but it is not much different. Are you coming to our Tongwen County to travel as usual?” A monk from Wenqing Temple asked.

Wenqing Temple is also a sect of cultivation. It has been rooted in Tongwen County for more than 300 years. With the accumulation of this time, there are dozens of people in the Six Imperial Realms in Wenqing Temple, and there are also several people in the Three Talents Realm.

In addition, there are a large number of outer disciples, who are undoubtedly those who have created spiritual roots through various methods.

The monk who asked Tan Mo, whose Dharma name is Zhixing, is not very old, and looks like a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old, but his cultivation is not low, and he is in the Six Imperial Realms.

"Traveling?" Tan Mo was stunned. He didn't know whether he was traveling this time. His senior brother just didn't want him to be involved in the orders of King Teng, so he let him out.

"Isn't it? Junior Brother Ming Wuyan, you have blood, but you don't have the Six Imperial cultivation. Most of the time, you are using traveling to break through." Zhixing smiled slightly, as if he knew everything.

"I'm not traveling, but I was entrusted by someone to deliver a letter. Now I have to go back." Tan Mo thought about it and said truthfully.

He was indeed on his way back, but he was not going to walk back. His senior brother had already arranged it for him. There was a good friend of his senior brother in Tongwen County. He just needed to go to that friend and he would find a way to send him back.

"Not traveling? That's right. You are only eight years old. You are not in a hurry to break through. Anyway, even if you don't travel, in a few years, you will naturally enter the Six Imperial Realm." Zhixing was stunned for a moment, looked at Tan Mo's height, and laughed again.

"But since you are so precocious, it's better to break through earlier. With the Six Imperial Realm, you can show your skills. Of course, you can't rush. There is a saying in the Taoist sect that it takes 100 days to build a foundation, but that method is only suitable for some talented people. If others use it, they are just forcing things to happen and will be trapped in the Six Imperial Realm for the rest of their lives."

Zhixing shook his head slightly, not knowing whether he was deliberately showing off his knowledge, so he said a lot.

Tan Mo then realized that what his third senior brother Jing Xukong said at the beginning actually missed a lot. However, this should not be because his third senior brother did not say it intentionally, but because the Lotus Temple lacked foundation. After all, there were only a few books in the temple, and Tan Mo had read them all. In addition to having a clearer understanding of the humanities and history of this world, he still knew little about the spiritual world.

Otherwise, the pattern in his eyes would not become more and more useless.

He was probably the only one who had a golden finger after traveling through time, and the golden finger was useless.

Tan Mo looked at the pattern in his eyes and felt a little guilty for some reason.

This success rate is useless, in fact, the biggest reason lies in him. This ability itself is used to help him make judgments based on known conditions.

He himself does not know, how can it make judgments?

Thoughts turned, Tan Mo saw Zhixing was easy to talk to, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Zhixing, how did you know I have blood?"

"It seems that you have been playing all the time..." Zhixing laughed, but he was not mocking Tan Mo, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pointed to a pagoda not far away and said: "The Taoist has a Bagua mirror, and the Buddhist has a pagoda. As long as someone with blood or a snake-level demon comes in, the Bagua mirror and the pagoda will naturally react."

Tan Mo took a look at the pagoda. There was no such thing in the Lotus Temple, but there was a Bagua mirror hanging at the gate of the temple...

It should not be that there was not enough money to build the Lotus Temple, but that his brother was too lazy to build it, so he brought a mirror back to make up for it...

Tan Mo secretly complained in his heart, and then he understood why when he exchanged silver notes, even if it was just a dime of silver, the monks who exchanged it for him were polite and didn't dare to deduct, and this young monk Zhixing from Wenqing Temple looked like he came to make friends with him.

It turned out that when he entered the temple to register, the monks of Wenqing Temple discovered that he had blood.

Tan Mo clasped his hands together: "So that's how it is. Thank you for your teachings, senior brother."

"I don't deserve the word teaching, you are young, you will know these things when you grow up." Zhixing said with a smile, "Oh, by the way, I have asked someone to prepare your room, come with me."

"Thank you, senior brother."

"You are polite."

Tan Mo followed Zhixing, and after he hung up the order, he was told that he would need to wait for a while for the room arrangement.

This Wenqing Temple is much smaller than the Lotus Temple, only one-fourth of the size of the Lotus Temple, but it is not built on a mountain, but on a flat land.

Behind the temple, there is a Qingshui River with pleasant scenery.

After walking more than a hundred steps, we arrived at the place. It was a wing room with a little fragrance in the room, as if spices were specially sprinkled.

Open the window and you can see the Qingshui River behind the temple.

The breeze blew, and the blue waves rippled. Boats were seen traveling on the river. There were scholars with their pretty maids, and newly married couples traveling together, talking and laughing. They were all children of princes and nobles.

The common people, with pale faces, or wooden faces and stiff expressions, were worried about their next meal every day. It was hard to live, so how could they have the heart to go boating on the lake?