After decades of regulation and improvement, the water from the Wanquan Holy River has been introduced into many culverts in Liusha City. Holy Church Latest Chapter.com

Today's Liusha City no longer lacks water resources, and Populus euphratica is planted all over. The former Huangsha City is already full of green, with the sound of gurgling water. Even the people of the ancient Tang and Zang Kingdom have become accustomed to calling the caravans riding here on camels from afar.

It is called the Holy City of Tang and Tibet or the capital of Tang and Tibet, and the name Liusha City in the past is rarely mentioned.

Because the empress who was loved by all the people in the past loved banyan trees, many tall banyan trees with canopies like pavilions can be seen in the streets and many courtyards.

At this time, there were some sparse cicada sounds among these banyan trees.

This man, whose skin was soaked like rotten leather, looked greedily at the sun amidst the sparse sound of cicadas, shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Mr. Gu, please get into the sedan chair and have a chat."

The old and hoarse voice sounded again.

"OK."

A happy smile appeared on the man's face, as if he were meeting an old friend. He dragged his chains and the stench to the big khaki sedan that made noise, lifted the curtain, and walked in.

Sitting in the slightly dark sedan chair was a tall, majestic purple-faced old man, wearing a khaki official robe.

The official uniforms of Tang and Tibet were simple, without too many patterns, and were only distinguished by color. This earthy yellow color represented the color of the land of Tang and Tibet, and they were the first-class officials.

"Mr. Gongsun, long time no see." The man looked at this first-rank official, smiled, and said seriously.

Gongsun Jing, the high-ranking minister of the Tang Dynasty, also looked at this man. Faced with the foul odor on this man's body, he didn't seem to notice it at all. He just smiled and said, "You look much better than I thought."

The man smiled and said: "You probably didn't expect that one day I would see the light of day again."

Gongsun Dingding nodded and said quietly: "I really didn't expect...and I didn't expect that when Mr. Gu saw the light of day again, it would be the time when the Holy Mother and the Empress Dowager were buried."

"It seems that you have lived a good life these years, but I have not lived well. And I still have a chance to see the light of day again, but Junior Brother Song, who died in your hands, has never seen the light of day again or listened to the sound of cicadas.

Now is the chance to make a sound." The man looked at Gongsun Jing and said quietly. After saying the last word "Le", his body suddenly roared like a flood, and an extremely cold murderous intention made all those present Tang Zang mount their horses again.

The giant red-hoofed horses below all neighed in fear.(7*

The man's chest and abdomen suddenly shrank, and a crystal water sword spurted out from his mouth and hit Gongsun Jing in front of him.

The khaki-colored sedan was torn into pieces, and was shattered into pieces flying all over the sky by the huge soul power.

Gongsun Jing sat slumped on the ground, a big hole appeared in his chest, and hot blood flowed gurglingly.

Looking at the suddenly exploded sedan and Gongsun Jing sitting slumped on the ground, "Mr. Gongsun!" Almost all the Tang and Tibetan heavy riders let out a horrified shout.

They simply could not imagine that a prisoner who had been imprisoned in a water prison for who knows how many years could burst out with such terrifying power and be able to severely injure Mr. Gongsun, an extremely powerful practitioner in their eyes, to such an extent with one blow.

"Don't do it!"

But just when they were all ready to rush towards this man, Gongsun Jing, who was sitting on the ground and among several other large sedans, made a sound at the same time.

"Why don't you fight back?" The man frowned and looked at Gongsun Jing, who was having difficulty breathing, and asked.

"If I fight back, how can I relieve the resentment in Mr. Gu's heart?" Gongsun Jingqing coughed up blood and looked at the man and said, "Before the Queen Mother left for Prajna Temple, she left a legacy for me and asked me to pick you up.

, and asked me to tell you something, Vice President Xia hopes that Mr. Gu will live well, and she also hopes that you will live well."

"You're begging me for your life?" The man frowned, looked at Gongsun Jing, who was definitely dead, and asked with some confusion: "Are you so noble?"

Gongsun Jingqiang braced himself, looked at the man and said seriously: "It's not that I'm noble, it's just that I experienced the Tang-Tibet Rebellion before the Queen Mother prayed for rain, and I don't want my grandson to live in such a chaotic world.

Sir, please be considerate."

"Since she has already gone to Prajna Temple, why is it so serious?" The man pondered: "We are in chaos in the west?"

"It's very serious." Gongsun Jing looked at this man who was so smart and powerful that he could guess some situations without much information, and nodded, "I am no longer good, Mr. Lu will explain it in detail for you."

After saying this in a breath, Gongsun Jing suddenly lowered his head, no longer showing any anger.

The man looked at Gongsun Jing, shook his head, sighed, turned to look at the other sedans, and said: "I want to take a bath and eat something good. (.com)"

Next, he felt a little worried, shook his head helplessly, and added: "I'm afraid it's too greasy."

…

The snow-white team began to leave the Prajna Buddha standing miraculously in the yellow sand and began their return journey.

Emperor Fengxuan, whose eyes were red, kowtowed and saluted again to the densely packed Buddhist caves on the cliff. When he stood up, he was stunned.

He saw that the extremely muscular Prajna monk Zhen Pilu had also changed into ordinary plain clothes. The black gold Zen staff he was holding was also put into a long wooden box and carried on his back. And his body

Next to him, there was a bald monk also wearing white clothes. He was about ten years old, with an innocent face and bright black eyes.

"Master, what is this?" Emperor Fengxuan couldn't help but ask.

Zhen Pilu nodded slightly and said: "This is my junior brother Yun Hai. He also wants to go out and have a look. Master agreed, so he will follow me."

"I have met Master Yunhai."

Although the bald little monk was young, Emperor Fengxuan naturally knew very well what kind of place Prajna Temple was and what kind of people would come out of Prajna Temple. Therefore, although he was sad in his heart, he still couldn't help but feel happy for a moment.

, hurriedly greeted him seriously.

"We choose to be born in the world, but most Prajna masters only want to be pure, so after we go out, we will no longer be named Prajna monks." Zhen Pilu looked at Emperor Fengxuan and said loudly: "After we go out,

, you can call us sir just like you would call ordinary practitioners, so as not to attract too much attention."

After a slight pause, Zhen Pilu said again: "Since Master allowed the Queen Mother and the Emperor to enter Prajna Temple, he has euphemistically expressed his acceptance and support. In addition, the Queen Mother has established a dignity in these years.

, and give the world the impression of Prajna Temple, so you don’t have to worry too much about the overall situation.”

Emperor Fengxuan nodded silently.

"Look! Senior Brother Xuanyuan!"

At this moment, Yunhai, a young monk with an innocent face, suddenly let out a cheer that was extremely inconsistent with the atmosphere at the moment.

Following his gaze, Emperor Fengxuan was startled again.

He saw a young white-robed monk carrying a huge load with an ordinary ebony Zen staff, wearing a bamboo hat, walking out of a Buddhist temple across a deep stream from him.

This young white-robed monk has a very ordinary appearance, but he is extremely kind and clean.

At one glance, an inexplicable strong sense of closeness and goodwill naturally arises.

Emperor Fengxuan felt that this monk was very extraordinary at first glance.

"Junior Brother Yunhai, Senior Brother Zhen Pilu."

Seeing the sea of ​​clouds and Zhen Pilu across the deep stream, the young white-robed monk smiled slightly awkwardly and saluted.

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, you were so miserable the last two times, especially the last time you were almost blind. It took a lot of effort to come back, and you have to go for the third time." Yunhai Heshi returned the favor and said with a crisp smile.

Xuan Yuan nodded: "There is no such thing as infinity in the world, and my Zen lies in the pursuit of the endless sea of ​​sand."

Zhen Pilu also nodded and solemnly said: "Be careful."

Xuan Yuan also suppressed his smile, looked at Zhen Pilu and saluted again, and said: "Senior brother, you should also be more careful."

But Yun Hai shouted: "Senior Brother Xuanyuan, what is there to explore in the endless sand sea? Even if there are real Buddhist relics, why don't you go out with us?"

Emperor Fengxuan was moved when he heard this, but Xuan Yuan shook his head seriously and said: "Junior Brother Yunhai, no."

Yunhai waved his hand: "See you soon, Senior Brother Xuanyuan."

Xuan Yuan smiled and waved across the deep stream: "Goodbye."

Zhen Pilu glanced at Xuan Yuan calmly: "I hope to see you again."

Xuan Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Senior brother, since you have entered the world of mortals, can you stop being so honest and say some auspicious words before you leave."

Zhen Pilu looked at Xuan Yuan and nodded, said no more, turned around and walked out.

Yunhai jumped up to follow him. What surprised Emperor Fengxuan was that his steps were high and low, but he was slightly lame.

"I was born like this, but it doesn't matter." Yunhai felt the strange gaze of Emperor Fengxuan, but turned around and smiled slightly: "Master said, the body is skin."

"It doesn't matter." Seeing these people's disdain for life, death, honor and disgrace, Emperor Fengxuan realized something again. He nodded, then stepped forward and took Yun Hai's hand, and walked out side by side.

The Zen light shines like the sea.

…

Biluoling, on the south bank of Jingtian Lake, in an unnamed thatched cottage.

Xu Buyi, the great envoy of the Biluo Border Army, was cooking some lake fish in a marching iron pot.

Chopped peppers, thick sauce, green onions...the ingredients are very rich and the aroma is overflowing.

Two pots of wine were warmed on several other pieces of red coal. This man's hair was a little brown and he was in his fifties. There was a guqin next to him. He looked like he was just a lonely luther player. He was drinking and eating leisurely.

Richly flavored fish.

He had probably drunk a lot of wine, and he was drinking alone. Xu Buyi's eyes were a little cloudy, as if he was drowsy.

He picked up another piece of fish, but seemed dissatisfied with it and put it in the pot again.

"It's very rude to come in uninvited."

He shook his head, stretched out his hand and flicked it. With a hiss, a chopstick flew out with a terrifying aura and shot out of the thatched cottage.

There is a bloody smell emanating from it.

"It was General Nanshan who asked me to come to you."

But a slightly painful sound soon sounded.

A burly young man with a very stoic face walked into the thatched cottage and knelt down in front of him, holding his bleeding abdomen.

"Who in the imperial city helped Nanshan Mu escape?" Xu Buyi looked at the stoic young sergeant and asked with slightly narrowed eyes.

The young man shook his head: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Xu Buyi sneered, "Then why did Nanshan Mu ask you to come to me?"

"General Nanshan asked me to tell Da Chongfeng that he knew that you were a member of the Zhou Dynasty, and that General Wenren had colluded with the Western Yi bandits. The evidence was conclusive. He also asked me to tell you that the ghost military advisor was not dead, and he handed the ghost military advisor to you.

How to deal with it depends entirely on you."

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