Putuo Mountain is located in the eastern part of Yangzhou, belonging to Wujun, and is backed by the East China Sea.

This time, Qingyan went east without a guard and went there alone.

After a few days of travel, I had arrived at the foot of Putuo Mountain. I saw that it was not as tall as I imagined and it did not occupy a large area. If it weren't for the Zhanlu Temple, which is famous in the mountains, it might not have attracted much attention from others.

When he arrived at the archway in front of the mountain gate, a young monk was cleaning the stone steps and went forward to ask.

"This little master, I'm going to go to Zhanlu Temple. Is this the way?"

A monk clasped his hands together and said, "This donor, my temple has been closed for many days, and I can only open the mountain to welcome guests after half a year."

"Oh? I heard that Zhanlu Temple is the world's number one Buddhist land, known as the Haitian Buddha Kingdom. It is a constant stream of pilgrims on weekdays. Could it be that the rumors are wrong?" Qingyan said inexplicably.

"The donor praised it. Although my temple was incense in the past, it did not dare to be called the first Buddha land." The monk sighed, "In fact, this is not a secret. My temple was closed for a year because of the third master's uncle."

After hearing this, Qing Yan guessed something, "But because of the Dharma-wise monk, one of the four monks of Apocalypse?"

"What the donor said is right. After the third uncle passed away half a year ago, the abbot ordered the mountain to be closed for a year." The monk's tone was very sad.

Then the monk looked at Qingyan carefully for a few glances and asked, "Is this donor surnamed Zhao?"

"How did the little master know that his surname is Zhao? Can the disciples of the Gui Temple do their best to do a good job?" Qing Yan remembered his master's voice and smiled that night, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The monk didn't care about Qing Yan's joking tone, and his expression was a little excited, "Is the donor from Jinling?"

"That's right, little master, haven't you said how you know so much?"

Hearing the answer, the monk put the broom aside and bowed and said, "Master Zhao, the abbot has his life. When you arrive at the mountain gate, you don't need to report it. Just climb the mountain straight."

So that's it. Master is the first to be in charge and ordered the disciples guarding the mountain gate in advance.

After returning the gift, Qingyan walked up the stone steps leading to Zhanlu Temple.

The weather turns warmer and everything is revived. Putuo Mountain is backed by the East China Sea, so the temperature is even warmer and pleasant. When the breeze blows, it makes people feel particularly comfortable.

Because the mountain is not too high, I saw the red-lacquered gate of Zhanlu Temple after walking for half an hour.

Qingyan was a little shocked. Although he saw that Putuo Mountain was ordinary from the bottom of the mountain, the construction of Zhanlu Temple was truly a master.

The temple wall in front of me is extremely high. From the vermilion gate in the middle, you can see the mountains in the distance. You can see a temple lying on it under the clouds and mist. I don’t know how many craftsmen have slaughtered their efforts back then.

"Is this donor from Jinling?" A monk from behind the gate saw Qingyan and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"I am from Jinling. This time I came to pay homage to the monk Fahong." Qing Yan held his fists and returned.

The monk clasped his palms and said, "The little monk's Dharma name Pujing has been waiting here for a long time. I also asked the donor to go to Yuantong Hall with the little monk. The abbot teaches in the hall on weekdays."

Maybe I haven't seen a pilgrimage for a long time, and many monks I met along the way were looking at Qingyan curiously.

Seeing Qingyan looking at a place curiously, Pu Jing explained: "This is the Fahua Spirit Cave, one of the seven scenic spots of Zhanlu Temple. It is a cave built with huge rocks in square radius. Some are narrow and low, and can be passed by. Some are as wide as a room, with stone statues in it; some are plump and cut from top to bottom, and the spring is leaking, which can be said to be a strange layer."

Qingyan pretended to be enlightened suddenly. In fact, after explaining that he didn't know what the hole was for, he immediately withdrew his gaze.

Passing a pond, Qingyan saw a strange mountain wall suddenly appearing not far away.

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After two incense sticks and with Pu Jing's tireless introduction, the two finally arrived outside the Yuantong Hall.

I saw that there was no teaching scene in the hall that the monks mentioned before. I thought it was time to have lunch.

After Qingyan followed him into the hall, he saw the back of an elderly monk.

"Abbot, Master Zhao is here."

After hearing this, Fa Hong slowly turned around from the cushion and looked at Qingyan.

Qingyan also looked at the elderly Fa Hong, and saw that he was sitting a little hunched and his face was very thin. However, even though his appearance was very different from his master, he still saw the shadow of his master in his kind smile.

"You kid, I'm going to wait, come here soon." Fa Hong waved his hand.

After taking two steps forward, Qingyan fell to the ground and said in a deep voice: "Greetings to Master."

"Your gift, I, the master, can bear it, get up quickly." Fa Hong pushed a cushion beside him.

"Have you been doing well in the past six months?"

"Master Lao is concerned about Qingyan's safety."

"Although I have lived in the temple for a long time, I am not despised from the world. In the past few days, your reputation has been very big." Fa Hong's voice was still kind.

Qingyan leaned forward slightly and said, "It made the master laugh. The disciple just made some contributions. Moreover, he has committed a lot of murder in his hands over the years. I believe that if you know about the master, you will definitely be extremely disappointed."

"That won't be that since I heard about your deeds, I, the master, haven't taught for several days. I have been chanting scriptures for you in this Hall of Consciousness."

Fa Hong's words moved Qingyan extremely, "The disciple has troubled the master."

"Anotherwise, there is indeed a saying in Buddhism that people commit murder, but there is also the word "supernatural" in front of the murder."

Seeing Qingyan's puzzled expression, Fa Hong asked with a smile: "Do you kid think I am a stereotyped and serious old monk?"

"Disciple doesn't dare."

"If you don't stop fighting in Yuezhou, then Yuezhou will definitely be a disaster. You sneaked into Jiupan Mountain alone to control the leader of Shanyue, and have minimized the losses. Moreover, catching Zhao Gen at the city of Jinling will save Jinling millions of lives from water and fire. Child, you have done your best to save the lives."

"Don't say that the third junior brother has passed away, even if he is still in the world, I, the eldest senior brother, will definitely not forgive him." Although Fa Hong's tone was slow, he was clearly struck Qingyan's heart word by word.

"I thought I had killed a lot of people in these days, so the master would definitely blame the disciples, but I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect me to say this, right?" At this point, Fa Hong's smile became more obvious.

"Master and uncle treat me like this, but my disciples are really ashamed of not coming to Zhanlu Temple because of trivial matters."

"Everyone in the world has his helplessness and pain. If the Master Qin had not saved your life, you might have lost your life before you arrived in Putuo Mountain, so all of this is a number of days."

"Where is it? Where?"

A quick sound came from outside the hall. Qingyan looked back and saw two older monks stepping into the hall.

The leader was in his fifties and a bit burly. He walked over with a golden robe outside.

Then the man was much older, short and fat, with a kind smile on his face and slow pace.

"Disciple pays homage to the second master and the fourth uncle." Qingyan did not think about it, and instantly understood the identity of the person who came. The leader was the last Dharma good deeds of the Four Divine Monks, and then the Dharma figure ranked first.

Fashan was happy at first when he heard this, and then he said in confusion: "Brother, how did Qingyan distinguish between me and my second brother? Have you ever reminded me?"

"Since Qingyan has arrived here, senior brother, I have not mentioned you two."

Qing Yan immediately explained, "Master, uncle, you have mentioned to your disciples." After that, he repeated what Fazhi said before his death.

Fashan, who was a little older, was better at controlling his emotions than the other two. His eyes turned red and said, "If I knew that there would be this day, I would definitely give all my robes to my third senior brother."

The Face of Dharma seems to be like the Buddha in the hall, and inadvertently brings people closer. "Since the third junior brother has passed away, he is like a drop in the ocean in this world, and there is no need to worry too much."

"What my junior brother said is very much." Fa Hong raised his arm and signaled, "Since they are all here, let Qingyan tell you carefully what happened that night."

After the few people sat down, Qingyan told all the things that happened from the beginning of his first encounter with Dharma wisdom, and then informed the emperor of the emperor that he had the Pure Land Pill.

"The analysis results of the third junior brother and Qingyan are like me. I guess the mysterious emperor is the real murderer behind the scenes." Fa Hong sighed.

Faxiang said in a little puzzled manner: "But who is this emperor? Why is there no rumor about this person in the world over the years?"

"No matter who the emperor is, since I am sure he is the real murderer behind the scenes, I will go down the mountain to search for his traces." Fashan's temper seemed a little hot.

"The fourth uncle, please listen to my disciple's words." Qing Yan said respectfully: "The three uncles and uncles are all great masters and monks. They are not only in the world, but also well-known among the people. If you go down the mountain to search for the emperor's lord, you think there are two things inappropriate things."

"But it's okay to talk." The Dharma still has kind eyes.

"First, it will make people in the world think that my Zhanlu Temple has not caught the murderer for a long time after my mentor passed away, and it will definitely attract amblyopia. It would be better to just do it like this, so that people all over the world think that my Zhanlu Temple has already rectified the murderer."

"The second is that the uncles and uncles are already old. If they are caught by the emperor and encounter unexpected problems, it will be the bad news of my Zhanlu Temple."

Qingyan took a deep breath and continued: "Disciple believes that this matter is the responsibility of the disciple. With the support of the royal palace, if you want to find out some information, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, as a disciple of the master, few people know about it, so this will not attract criticism and conceal it."

After saying that, Qingyan waited for the three of them to say something.

"What do the two junior brothers think about Qingyan?"

"The best strategy." Faxian took the lead in expressing his opinion.

"It's not impossible to do this, but the emperor must be an extremely dangerous person. The third senior brother now has only Qingyan, the disciple. If there is something unexpected happening, what should I do?"

Fashan's words revealed a strong concern for Qingyan, which really moved the latter.

"Don't worry, the fourth uncle, the disciple is just looking for clues of the emperor's lord. If he finds this person, he will decide how to act according to his discretion. If the other party is very difficult, the disciple will never strike the stone with an egg, and will definitely notify all uncles and uncles as soon as possible."

"Since that's the case, let's do what Qingyan said." Fa Hong sighed.

"Qingyan, don't forget what you said. If you lose to the emperor, you must avoid his sharp edge and always remember that there are uncles and uncles behind you."
Chapter completed!