disguised holy monk

After a conference on classics, Xuan Qing almost collapsed from exhaustion.

In addition to the internal injuries from the original backlash, and the fact that he was exposed to the scorching sun for half a day, he was also extremely tired...God knows that his face is almost frozen when he maintains such a Buddhist smile!

So as soon as the conference on scriptures was over, his whole body relaxed, and he passed out within two steps after getting up.

Wuku, who had been paying attention to him, immediately went up to catch him.

Beixuan also noticed it, but he still had a will to announce, so he could only watch Xuanqing being taken back.

……

It was already night when Xuan Xing woke up, only Wu Ku stayed by the bed.

"Master, are you awake? How do you feel?" Wu Ku was a little joyful, and carefully helped him to sit on the edge of the bed.

Xuanqing actually wanted to ask how he came back after passing out, did he not maintain his demeanor of a holy monk in public? ...But these words are not something he can ask out of his personality.

Xuan Qing coughed twice, smiled and said, "I'm fine."

As he spoke, he glanced at the room, but he didn't see Xuan Yuan and Wu Xin, he was slightly puzzled, "Where's senior brother?"

Wuku shook his head, "Shortly after sending Master back, Beixuan's benefactor sent someone to invite Master Xuanyuan to go to the front hall. It seems that there are some matters in Luoxia Temple that need to be a witness."

As he spoke, he brought another side of porridge, "Master, let's not talk about this, you haven't eaten all day, why don't you drink some porridge."

Xuan Qing vaguely guessed something in his heart, and just smiled faintly, took the porridge and drank it.

What Beixuan has to do is to declare his identity and take Kongying to the capital, but if Xuanyuan is also going to witness, it is not a good thing, maybe it has something to do with the Luoxia Temple.

Sure enough, after a while, Xuan Yuan came back with a serious expression on his face.Seeing Xuan Qing, he told what happened earlier.

In addition to the fact that Xuanqing already knew Beixuan's true identity and asking Kongying to go to the capital, in just half a day, Beixuan found out what Kongjian had done in this sutra discussion conference, so he convened a meeting in the evening that had not yet left the temple. The monks, together with the elders of Luoxia Temple, exposed the nature of emptiness.With his power-hungry personality, he is really not suitable to be the abbot of Luoxia Temple.

In the end, after a unanimous decision by the elders, Kong Jian was removed from the position of abbot and expelled from Luoxia Temple.

Xuan Qing was also a little stunned for a moment, he had the illusion that he had missed an important plot.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by two knocks on the door——

"Masters, can you sleep in peace?"

The gentle and deep male voice is Bei Xuan, and his current identity should be the third prince Nan Shuxuan.

Wuxin immediately stepped forward to open the door. After knowing the other party's true identity, she was still a little cautious after all, so she put her hands together and bowed, "His Royal Highness..."

Nan Shuxuan nodded with a slight smile, and went straight to Xuanqing who was on the bed, "Master Xuanqing, are you in good health?"

"It's all right, please trouble Bei... His Highness is worried..." Xuan Qing was about to get out of bed as he spoke, but Nan Shuxuan immediately strode forward to support him, and stuffed him into the quilt, " Master doesn't need to be so polite, I'm so tired today, I'd better lie down and rest."

Xuan Qing didn't intend to really get out of bed to salute at first, so he leaned back, but still said on the face: "I have heard about today's matter, and I would like to thank the Third Highness for your help."

Nan Shuxuan's black eyes glowed with tenderness, and he sat on the side of the bed and said, "Master has saved my ninth brother and me many times. Such a small matter is not worth remembering all the time. Besides, the master's discussion on the scriptures today has made me feel so sad." There is a feeling, and suddenly enlightened."

Xuanqing felt a little embarrassed when he said this, "Amitabha, Xuanqing is ashamed, I still don't know what the Third Highness is talking about coming late at night?"

It was only then that Nan Shuxuan realized that he was here to say goodbye, he smiled, "I didn't want to bother Master at such a late hour, but firstly, I was really worried about Master's health, so I came to visit; secondly, my status is already inconvenient Stay here for a long time, and I will return to Beijing overnight, so I come to say goodbye to the master."

Xuan Qing also knew that if he exposed his identity with such a great fanfare, he was afraid that someone with a heart would want to do something.He nodded and said gratefully: "Don't worry, Your Highness, the little monk is fine. I also wish your Highness a smooth journey and arrive in Beijing as soon as possible."

"Then I won't bother you anymore." Nan Shuxuan stood up and looked at him with dim light in his eyes, "I hope to get together with Master soon."

Xuan Qing paused, they were a monk and a prince, why would they see each other all the time?

However, he still smiled slightly on his face and said, "Amitabha, we will meet again if we are destined."

On the other hand, as soon as Nan Shuxuan went out, his subordinates had already arranged everything.

Nan Shuxuan changed his clothes, took a horse and turned over, his black eyes darkened slightly, "Is everything arranged?"

"Your Highness, don't worry, the news has been released, and people are ready."

Nan Shuxuan's eyes turned cold, but the corners of his lips raised slightly, "I want to see how powerful the Lu family is. Let's go."

After he finished speaking, he reined in the horse and ran out, and the two parties behind him separated.

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The next day, Xuanqing and the others were about to leave for Qingchan Temple, but an unexpected person came early in the morning.

Xuan Qing looked at the indifferent Kong Ying in front of him, slightly puzzled, "Brother Kong Ying, didn't you go to the capital?"

Kong Ying's brows and eyes remained indifferent, but a little less aloof.He lowered his eyes slightly, "I have already written a letter to the Holy Majesty, Kongying's ability is not enough to go to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit."

He sighed as he spoke, and said wistfully, "I studied all night last night. As you said, junior brother, losing and winning are not that important. What is winning and what is losing? Junior brother Xuanqing, You let me know, so I still have a lot to learn."

Xuan Qing didn't speak, Kong Ying is not a fool, on the contrary he is quite transparent, but he has been praised for so many years, and all his knowledge comes from his own study of Buddhist scriptures.

After a moment of silence, Kong Ying came back to his senses and smiled for the first time, "So, I decided to travel around the rivers and lakes to experience the sentient beings. When I return, I will have another discussion with Junior Brother Xuanqing."

He said it easily, but Xuan Qing was slightly surprised.Whether Kongying went to the capital or stayed in Luoxia Temple, it was a matter of fame and fortune.If he stayed, he would be the next abbot of Luoxia Temple; if he went to the capital, he would not be able to ask for the supreme glory of the current Holy Master preaching scriptures.He has indeed achieved indifference to fame and wealth, not for common things.This is the Buddha who really studies the Buddhist scriptures.

Xuan Qing was quite emotional, with clear black eyes, and said seriously: "Brother Kongying, Xuan Qing is also looking forward to it. The next time I meet with senior brother, I will talk about it by candlelight."

It's a pity that he himself is a false holy monk.

But, it shouldn't matter, he's still treating diseases, saving people, saving sentient beings... Well, by the way, pretending to be a coward [scratch the little bald head~

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When Xuanqing and his party left, Luoxia Temple led all the monks to the gate of the mountain. The scale of the formation was in stark contrast to when they came.

While drinking tea in a teahouse on the way, several people could still hear the table next to him relishing what happened to him at the seminar on the classics yesterday.In the future, Xuanqing will be passed on to the gods, not only can preach scriptures, heal diseases, exorcise evil spirits, but also tell fortunes! ...Almost omnipotent, but his health is not good, he was seriously ill at a young age, and it is said that he will not live to be 30 years old...

Xuan Qing, who was still happy to hear the front, heard a black line behind... Who said that?Wasn't he just too tired and passed out?Why don't you live to be 30 years old?

But it is undeniable that after the seminar, his fame has jumped to 80 points, and he is already a very famous young monk.

The merit value is also about [-], and even if something happens, he has the ability to protect himself.

It's just that he doesn't know yet, as the reputation of his frailty spreads, people who come to provoke him will probably line up to the door.

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When the four of Xuanqing passed a mountain, it was inconvenient to ride a horse, so they had to lead the horse.Coupled with the heavy rain last night, the mountain road was slippery and it was even more difficult to walk.

I don't know if they were too impressed by vomiting blood last time, or because they were affected by those rumors along the way, even Xuan Yuan and the others who knew his true strength were becoming more and more worried about his body.

Wu Ku led the horse and walked ahead to open the way, looked back at Xuan Zhizhi's thin figure, and said with some uneasiness, "Master, why don't I carry you there..."

"No need, for the teacher himself... um..." Xuanqing hadn't finished his refusal when he accidentally slipped his foot and slid all the way down the hillside.

"Senior brother!"

"Master!"

Xuan Yuan and Wu Ku hurriedly left their horses to pull him.

Wuxin on the one side was also worried and rambling, "Uncle, are you okay? You are not in good health, anyway, there are no outsiders here, just now Wuku said he was carrying you away and you refused to let..."

Xuan Qing was stunned, he couldn't laugh or cry secretly, even if there were no outsiders, he still wanted to look good, okay?

Hold on, this little thing is not worth panicking!

Fortunately, he only scratched two bloodstains on his hands, and nothing else was serious.

After a while, Xuanqing smelled a strong smell of blood on the tip of his nose.He frowned, pushed aside the cover of the bushes, and saw a man in black who was seriously injured and unconscious at a glance.

His face was tightly wrapped in a black scarf, and his figure looked like a man, but at this moment, his whole body was covered in blood, his black eyes were tightly closed, and only the sharp eyebrows did not look simple.

It turned out that he was wrestling to trigger the plot!Xuan Qing felt that with his 100% physique of meeting important people, this person should be an important person even if he is not a prince!

He moved over slowly, raised his hand and took off the cloth scarf on the man's face.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the wrist was firmly grasped by the other party.The seriously injured man opened his eyes vigilantly, and the coldness in his eyes at that moment almost shocked people's minds.

"What are you doing?" The hoarse voice was bloody and murderous.On a face that was indifferent to dull, the deep and distinct outlines were as tight as a string, and the thin lips were as sharp as a sword.

Xuan Qing didn't panic at all, put on a Buddha-like smile, and said softly: "Save you."

The light voice is full of compassion and kindness, and the innocent smile between the brows and eyes makes the whole person seem to be shining.

The man was startled, and unconsciously let go of his hand in a daze.