disguised holy monk

Outside the gate of the palace city, Nan Shuyan and Nan Shuxuan were ordered to pick up the missions that presented gifts, and the Beijiang and Xiyi missions happened to meet at the gate.

Wanyan's half-quilted luxurious black robe was embroidered with red lines, and her flowing black hair was tied behind her head.Yue Quiet is wearing an exotic red dress, her black hair is intertwined into small braids, beautiful and playful.Amaro's saffron monk's robe fluttered, and she followed half a step behind her, followed by congratulatory gifts brought by the two parties.

Nan Shuyan and Nan Shuxuan, who came to receive the two of them, were a little confused. Why did the two missions feel that the atmosphere was condensed?However, the disharmony between the two phases is exactly what they are happy to see.

Nan Shuyan smiled, "Princess Wanyan and Young Master Yue came from afar, please enter the palace."

The two returned a salute and marched together.

The closer the group got to the Buddha's heart platform, the more they could hear the bursts of Buddha's voice that went straight into people's hearts. Yue Quietly stopped unconsciously and looked up at the high platform.

Seeing this, Nan Shuyan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a smile, "Why, Young Master Yue knows our Master Xuanqing from the Southern Dynasty?"

Yue quietly came back to her senses and understood that if she admits to being an old acquaintance with Xuan Qing here, she might cause him unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she smiled sweetly, "I naturally know Master Xuanqing, but it's a pity that he doesn't know me. After all, who would not know that Master Xuanqing's reputation is spreading? Amaro, don't you think so?"

Amaro's black eyes were deep, and there was a hint of a smile when he heard the words. His voice was mellow and a little lazy, but his words were not lacking in seriousness, "Master Xuanqing's Buddha name is naturally known to everyone, even the poor monk is just The master's defeat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him, including Nan Shuyan, were shocked.

Although Nan Shuxuan heard Xuanqing mentioned the contest with Amaro, he never thought that he would lose so convincingly.

After all, they had met Amaro once when they offered gifts in previous years. At that time, this monk was reckless and uninhibited, how could he take any of them seriously?

Although there were also rumors that Xuanqing had won against Amoluo in the martial arts conference, but the rumors were all rumors after all. This was said by the person concerned, but it has a different meaning.

Nan Shuyan glanced at the high platform, and his eyes flashed coldly.If this person does not stand by his side, he will definitely not be able to stay.

Nan Shuxuan quickly realized, and said with a smile: "Master Xuanqing's cultivation of Buddhism is naturally unparalleled in the world. It's getting late, everyone please."

A group of people entered the palace, and there were occasional courtiers on both sides who looked at Wanyan Banqin. They didn't expect that the Northern Xinjiang Mission would come in person in person.They have also heard of Wanyan's half-quilted reputation. After all, the two sides have suffered a lot from this female general after many years of fighting.For a while, his complexion was not good, especially the military commander.

Wanyan's half-quilt was not affected at all, and he strode forward heroically.

Everyone entered the palace to offer gifts, and the birthday celebrations of you and me were busy until evening, and the next thing was the extremely important item of the Longevity Festival, and the Holy Emperor led all the officials to the gate of the palace city to receive blessings from chanting, and then there was a dinner song and dance.

On the other side, on the high platform, Xuan Qing read the scriptures for a day, and was thinking about the task of "shocking the heavens", waiting for the opportunity.

The sky gradually darkened, and the holy majesty led the crowd to the tower.Behind him was a group of princes, Nan Shuyan and Nan Shuxuan stood at the front, which showed that the two had a different status from the others.Yue Quietly and Wanyan Banqin were also standing on both sides.

From a distance, one can see Xuanqing's straight back like pine and bamboo, and the red cassock is like a burning fire under the hazy darkness.

Nan Shuyu followed Nan Shuxuan, he was slightly relieved when he saw this, he was really worried that Master Xuanqing would not be able to hold on and faint.

The people below the city tower were more than ever before on the Longevity Festival, and the sound of chanting scriptures mixed with the Buddhist bell was powerful and continuous.

The emperor of the Southern Dynasty, Longyan Dayue, smiled and said, "Master Xuanqing deserves to be an eminent monk in the world. Third son, your recommendation is good."

Nan Shuxuan was praised, and hurriedly saluted with a smile and replied: "The master is a peerless master in Buddhism, and he is also the father who knows people with his eyes, and I dare not be a minister."

This time, the abbot of Xiangguo Temple was seriously ill, and Xuan Qing was recommended by Nan Shuxuan to be the abbot of sutra chanting for the Longevity Festival.

Nan Shuyan's black eyes were darkened in a flash.

The chanting meeting was coming to an end at this time, but at this time, the sky suddenly darkened, the dark sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning and thunder roared from time to time.

Is it going to rain?

Usually on such important occasions, Qin Tianjian watches the sky and predicts the weather.

It stands to reason that there should be no clouds in the sky today, but the weather is fine, and suddenly there is a thunderstorm. Could it be that the sky wants to remind me something?

Gradually, there was a commotion among the people, and some rumors spread.

Seeing His Majesty's face getting more and more ugly, Nan Shuxuan couldn't help clenching his fists. After all, the Longevity Festival was arranged by him.Although Nan Shuyan didn't show it on his face, there was a sense of relaxation in his eyes.

On the high platform, Wuxin was a little worried. They were in a high place at this time, and the rain was minor, but if the thunder and lightning fell on them...

He couldn't help but nervously stepped forward two steps, and whispered in Xuan Qing's ear: "Uncle Abbot, this is too dangerous, should we go down first and come back after the thunderstorm passes..."

Before he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck the wooden pole on one side, causing sparks and the screams of the people in an instant.

On the tower, Nan Shuyu said eagerly: "Father, this thunderstorm is too heavy, why don't you let the master avoid it first..."

The Holy Majesty's complexion was no longer good-looking. Hearing the words, his black eyes were sullen and deep, and he did not speak.

Nan Shuyan reprimanded lightly: "Xiao Jiu, praying for blessings and birthdays is such a big event, how can you stop halfway?"

Isn't this to break the longevity of the long live?

Nan Shuyu was so anxious that his face turned pale. He took two steps forward and wanted to refute, but Nan Shuxuan quickly held him down, motioning him to stop talking.

Nan Shuyu looked at him anxiously, and whispered, "Third brother, what should we do? Master, he..."

Nan Shuxuan exerted force in his hands, his brows were cold and he shook his head.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he can't do anything now, and his only hope lies in Master Xuanqing.

On the other side, Wanyan Banqin and Yue Qiran naturally didn't believe this, their faces were ugly, they just wanted Xuanqing to come down, no matter what he did, but Amoluo stopped her in consideration of the overall situation.

Yue quietly turned livid, and cursed in a low voice: "What does this shitty weather have to do with him?"

……

The two people in the center of the Buddha Heart Platform don't know everything on the tower.

Lightning illuminated people's faces, and the rumbling thunder made people tremble with fear.

Wuxin became more and more worried, but Xuanqing was still sitting in the lotus platform, he could only stamp his feet on the spot anxiously.

"Uncle Abbot, what shall we do now?"

Naturally, Xuanqing would not listen to Wuxin's persuasion, if he really went down, not to mention that he could not complete the task of astonishing heaven and man, I am afraid that the Holy One will find him to settle accounts afterwards.

Finally, Xuan Qing slowly opened his eyes, put his palms together, and looked up at the sky.

"Amitabha."

His chanting became louder. For a moment, all the people present felt as if there was a voice from the Buddha coming from the sky. Each sound was even heavier than the Buddha bell, and it hit everyone's hearts hard.But it didn't hurt, it was only shocking. The sound of the Buddha fell deeply into the heart and into the air, and it seemed to be fighting against the thunderous sound.

The sound of the Buddha rang in my ears, and gradually overwhelmed the thunder!

On the high platform, the handsome monk's brows and eyes were smudged like ink, as if his whole body was shining like stars.

When the wind blows, the Buddha bell under the high platform rings a thick Buddhist voice, as if catering to his chanting.

Avoid thunder and lightning, and the bright moon is in the sky.

Dispel darkness and bring light.

In the mud, looking up at the stars.

Building dreams in the clouds, astonishing everyone.

From a distance, the people above the city tower looked more like a fairy descending to the earth to endure calamities.

The people were also dumbfounded, as if a hole had been torn open in the dark clouds in the sky, a golden light fell down—it was the moon.

For the first time, the moonlight made people feel that it was a little too bright and dazzling. It fell on the high platform, as if it was born from Xuanqing's back, and it reflected on his body with radiance, like a god and Buddha descending from the sky, covered in golden light.

The sound of chanting sutras gradually resounded, and the thunder stopped at some point, only the mighty Buddha voice continued.

The people below all chanted the Buddha's name, and the people watching unconsciously murmured——

"I give Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, today I saw a real Bodhisattva!"

"Master Xuanqing is the reincarnation of the Buddha, right? Even thunder and lightning dare not compete with him!"

"With Grandmaster congratulating you on your birthday, Your Majesty will live forever!"...

The voices of the people came to the ears, and the Holy One couldn't help but feel very happy, he laughed and said: "Okay, Master Xuanqing is a true holy Buddha, and he deserves a reward!"

A burst of cheers sounded.

Nan Shuxuan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, while Nan Shuyu on the side was overjoyed and grasped his hand tightly.Nan Shuyan's smile didn't reach his eyes.

On the other hand, Yue Quietly and the others also relaxed a little.

"Uncle Abbot, the thunder and lightning have stopped!" On the high platform, Wuxin was very excited, and looked at Xuanqing with adoring eyes.

Xuan Qing was not affected at all, whether it was the thunder and lightning before or the moonlight at this time, he still looked indifferent.

...Only the little person in my heart is waving the cassock and dancing.

This coercion is a big hit!As expected, he spent [-] points to redeem the Thunderbolt Card. It really does not rain when it thunders!

Just now, the small speaker was also used to the extreme by him. With some cooperation, his image of a Buddha in the hearts of everyone has been deeply ingrained. So many people's points are continuously input, it's really not too exciting!

……

And on the roof in the distance, Wuying's eyes were cold and terrifying, the moonlight couldn't reach him, and his black clothes almost melted into the night.

He is under the light, but he can only hide in a dark corner forever.