Where to meet

When the waiter said Prince Jing and the second prince, Huo Yuanzhen felt a move. Prince Jing himself didn't know who it was, but wasn't that second prince Zhao Yuankui? The latest chapter of the Holy Temple

He was cured by himself, and he worked hard to guide him. I don’t know how this person has been like after so long.

There is also Zhao Yuanji who was also sent back by herself with the Golden Eagle, and now I don’t know how she is.

In short, Chang'an also has people he knows, but unfortunately they both live in the inner courtyard of the palace and cannot be contacted, otherwise it would be very easy for Coral Tree to find them to take action.

"Then I wonder where the Prince Jing Mansion you mentioned is?"

"Not far away, come out, go to the left, go up the street, and..."

The waiter told Huo Yuanzhen the place where Prince Jing’s Mansion was.

I looked at the time and it was noon now, so I could go out and have a look.

After a while, the waiter brought the food that Huo Yuanzhen ordered to his room and then retreated.

Huo Yuanzhen ate the two vegetarian dishes and steamed buns, but the beef sauce was not moved. After being abbot for a long time, his concentration became quite powerful.

After eating, Huo Yuanzhen left the room, carried the coral tree with him, and prepared to go to Prince Jing's Mansion to try his luck.

I just walked to the entrance of the inn, and a group of people passed by the entrance.

Unlike ordinary chariots and horses, this team is in front of normal officers and soldiers leading the way, but the people behind are actually a team of monks who recite scriptures while walking, some of whom are playing musical instruments, and there is a large sedan chair in the middle, and the author is an old monk wearing a big red cassock with slightly closed eyelids.

When the people around saw the old monk's team, they gave way. Some bowed, some clasped, and some even knelt down and worshiped, looking pious.

"Who is this monk? Why is there such a big show?"

Huo Yuanzhen was a little disliked when he saw this monk's behavior. This abbot claimed to be able to communicate with the Buddha and repeatedly created miracles. He didn't do this on Shaoshi Mountain. Why did you, a monk, get the same as the emperor? Someone else kneels down to worship you!

The waiter who sent Huo Yuanzhen out said, "Young Master, you don't know anything. This is our master of the country protection in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the abbot of the Daxiangguo Temple, Zen Master Li Yan, and the number one monk in the prosperous Tang Dynasty!"

"He is the number one monk in the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

"That's right, he is really the most famous monk in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. I don't know if you have heard of Zen Master Lizhi in Daxiangguo Temple. All Zen Master Lizhi's Buddhism was learned from Zen Master Liyan. ("7*"

"So, this person has a deep understanding of Buddhism."

"That's natural, and Zen Master Li Yan not only knows Buddhism, but also magic!"

"Spirit!"

When Huo Yuanzhen heard the word "spell" instinctively did not believe it. His martial arts reached a certain level, and he might have some skills that were close to magic, such as Wuming's voice transmission, which was almost equivalent to magic. But no matter how he looked at this Zen Master Li Yan was not like a master of innate perfection. What kind of magic can he know?

"That's right, Zen Master Li Yan's ability has gone great, calling for wind and rain. A few years ago, Chang'an had a severe drought, and the emperor was at a loss. It was Zen Master Li Yan who took the initiative to ask for rain. As a result, the day after Zen Master Li Yan asked for rain, the sky rained down, and all the people were saved, saving thousands of people. That's why Zen Master Li Yan was named the Master of the National Protection."

Huo Yuanzhen remained silent, and there was such a thing.

There are only two possibilities for this matter. One is that the person is good at calling the wind and rain, and the other is that this person is proficient in the changes in the celestial phenomena and knows when the wind and rain will come.

The first type is basically impossible, that is the second type.

However, being able to master the changes in the celestial phenomena is considered to be a real skill, at least you cannot observe the celestial phenomena yourself.

"Then what is this national teacher doing?"

"I don't know much about this young man, but I heard that the war is going to be fought. The emperor asked the national teacher to predict the good and bad luck and pray for victory in the war. I don't know whether it is true or false."

Watching the team go further and further, Huo Yuanzhen has just left the inn. Although the waiter doesn't know much, the news may be true.

It seems that the emperor also has great concerns about the development of the war. After all, when fighting a civil war, anyone who is an emperor must consider it clearly.

However, this matter has nothing to do with him. Huo Yuanzhen just wants to take the coral tree as soon as possible and then return to Shaolin Temple to carry out large-scale development.

I just walked two steps forward and a woman with a face towel came over.

This woman has a slim figure and a very demeanor, but she left very quickly, as if she was being chased by someone.

While walking, he turned around from time to time. Huo Yuanzhen was also thinking about his thoughts, and he only realized when the woman walked in front of him.

If you really want to avoid it, you can avoid it even if you use a large shift, but this is a downtown area and it is not advisable to show your martial arts skills. Huo Yuanzhen can only relax as much as possible to prevent the woman from hitting her.

The two people collided with each other, and the fragrance was blowing, and Huo Yuanzhen was hit in full arms.

Although I didn't want to admit it, Huo Yuanzhen had already quietly admitted in his heart that the woman's body was so soft and she felt so comfortable when she bumped into it.

The woman whipped her body with a "Oh" sound.

"You guy..."

The woman seemed to want to blame her, but she did not blame her. Instead, she continued to turn around and left, but she was still in a hurry.

Seeing that the other party was not calculating, Huo Yuanzhen also breathed a long sigh and continued to move forward.

But he had just walked out and was not two steps away when the woman suddenly caught up and went to Huo Yuanzhen to see.

"Ami...ah, this girl, it's not intentional."

"It's you!"

As soon as he heard this tone with a faint smell in his surprise, Huo Yuanzhen immediately heard it, Murong Qiuyu.

"What is the girl talking about? I don't understand."

Huo Yuanzhen wanted to pretend, but unexpectedly, Murong Qiuyu simply secretly lifted the corner of the veil, revealing the delicate face of Yixi Yichen, and then quickly put it down: "Master, stop pretending, I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes."

After saying that, Murong Qiuyu pretended to be around Huo Yuanzhen twice: "It's really you. I said why I was so unlucky, and I would be hit when I walked. It turned out that I met your nemesis..., I met you, may you be relegated? Why are you dressed up?"

Seeing that he could not escape, Huo Yuanzhen had no choice but to say helplessly: "Miss Murong, this is really a place where we meet. I have no choice but to come to Chang'an to do something, so that it is more convenient to move. When the matter is over, I will go back to Shaolin."

"Who knows if you are moved by a man who is wearing makeup and ordinary people come here for fun?"

Murong Qiuyu was not so mean before, but she was so angry when she saw Huo Yuanzhen. She still carried the white paper fan that Huo Yuanzhen gave her with her. She thought it was a great humiliation. Looking at this fan every day, I would sooner or later find the place.

"Miss Murong is so serious. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"No, you can't hit me in vain."

Murong Qiuyu said, looked back, and then said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Hurry up and follow me to hide at the teahouse on the side of the road, someone is chasing me."

As he said that, Huo Yuanzhen refused to agree. Murong Qiuyu directly took Huo Yuanzhen's hand and plunged into the teahouse on the roadside.

After entering the teahouse, he came directly to a corner, and Murong Qiuyu let go of Huo Yuanzhen's hand.

Women in this era are generally very reserved, and they have never had any trouble holding other men casually. Although something urgent is happening, they will feel embarrassed afterwards, but Murong Qiuyu is generous and does not feel embarrassed at all.

Since she didn't say it, Huo Yuanzhen couldn't say anything. She took her hand back, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance in her palm.

"Monk...No, what should I call you in your outfit?"

When Murong Qiuyu arrived in the corner, she looked outside eagerly and talked to Huo Yuanzhen, but she felt something was wrong.

"Just call me Mr. Huo."

"Young Master Huo? What about the name?"

"Huo Yuanzhen."

This is the first time that Huo Yuanzhen has spoken his name and entered Buddhism. His original layman names have been forgotten. For example, Yichen used to be Guan Shanyue, but now people have forgotten what his name is, and only knows Shaolin Yichen.

"Huo Yuanzhen...This name is not bad. Is this your pastoral name?"

"Yes."

"Okay, Huo Yuanzhen, please pay attention to the outside. There are a few people looking for me. If they come into this teahouse, you must go out and resist me."

"Why do I have to resist for you?"

"Are you a man? You hit someone, it hurts a little. I left in a hurry and haven't settled the score with you yet."

As he said that, Murong Qiuyu seemed to want to point at his chest, but when he raised his hand halfway, he finally let it go, his face turned slightly red.

It turns out that this woman who seems to be very calm about everything will also feel embarrassed.

Huo Yuanzhen looked out the window and saw four or five people walking on the street, but they were all young women, with swords on their backs behind them, and they were obviously martial arts people.

"Where is that bitch?"

"I came here just now, I don't know where I went."

"Look separately!"

A leading woman in her twenties looked heroic and even had a masculine look. With a wave of her hand, the four women with swords on her back immediately scattered and searched around.

When Murong Qiuyu saw that a woman with a sword was coming to the teahouse, she was immediately anxious: "It's broken, it's all your fault. If you hadn't hit me just now, I recognized you again, and it wasted time. Now I'd already got rid of them. Huo Yuanzhen, think of a solution."

Seeing this usually elegant Murong Qiuyu so anxious, Huo Yuanzhen found it interesting and said to Murong Qiuyu: "If I help you get rid of them, you are not allowed to bother me anymore."

When Murong Qiuyu heard Huo Yuanzhen's words, her eyes turned and suddenly sat in front of Huo Yuanzhen slowly, "I don't agree, let them come in and take a look."

Seeing Murong Qiuyu suddenly recovered from her elegant appearance, Huo Yuan really felt that it was not good. This girl was actually very tricky inside. She must have thought of something that was not good for her.
Chapter completed!