No matter what, since he returned to the capital, the emperor still had to meet him.

The next day, Yuan Xing did not do morning class, so he packed himself up and put on a cassock. He refused the servant's company and walked straight to the palace with a lantern...

It was still early, and there was only a faint light in the sky.

There were countless lanterns gathering in front of the palace gate, as bright as daylight.

The ministers gathered together in groups of three or three, chatting while waiting for the palace gate to open.

A bald monk is extremely conspicuous in this place.

Yuan Xing used to appear in front of the world as Bai Jingxing, who was rich and idle but enthusiastic about public welfare. He gave people the impression that he was humble and sutra of the Jakarta.

Nowadays, although he is handsome, his hair and beard are gone. At first glance, he changes a lot. Some well-informed people know that this famous master has entered the empty sect. Those who are not familiar with him guess his identity in their hearts.

Yuan Xing also looked at the group of people in front of him, because after all, he had been an official for too short. Except for the loss of power, Governor Bai, who had retired and returned home, few important officials in the court knew each other. Some of the middle-level officials had dealt with, but they were not familiar with each other.

Of course, his disguised identity is still quite famous, and he will never miss the complex eyes he has cast on him. Some people who have dealt with him are ready to come forward and ask.

Fortunately, the palace gate opened at this time, which saved the trouble of explaining one by one.

Even three years ago, as a fifth-rank idle official granted by the imperial court, he did not need to go to court for fate.

Now that he has come as a monk, the official has long since resigned and is not qualified to follow everyone.

But he was not in a hurry, so naturally someone would bring the news in. So he found a corner and sat cross-legged and waited quietly.

Sure enough, when the sky was clear, a palace servant sent an order to see him.

The square in front of the palace was heavily guarded. The young eunuch half respectfully trotted and led the way forward. Although Yuan Xing seemed to walk slowly, his speed was not slow.

Only when passing by the center of the square, I stopped and looked at the wooden shed tightly surrounded by dozens of warriors with strong qi and blood.

It seemed that he could sense his presence, and there were hoarse and harsh roars in the shed. The warriors were quite brave, and there was no strange color on their faces. The hands that were holding the hilt of the knife were tightened a little.

Yuan Xing smiled slightly, withdrew his gaze, and slowly followed the little eunuch up the stairs.

"The one who suppressed the monsters before was Sharius, so some people asserted that he was a lay disciple of Buddhism. Has he finally become a monk? No wonder he lived in seclusion and never participated in a banquet..."

"Then are all his supernatural powers in Buddhism?"

"It's very likely..."

The sequel of discussion came into the ears without missing a word.

In the court, civil and military officials were on both sides, and he had already appeared. At this time, he naturally attracted all his attention to him.

Yuan Xing took it calmly, held his head up and his chest, and slowly walked into the hall with a solemn face.

The young Emperor sat upright on the dragon throne and looked at the monks gradually approaching from the audience, but his face was complicated.

After the other party lowered his eyebrows and eyes, he said in a sigh: "Bai Aiqing is indeed a bit less than before. I heard that you have been a ascetic monk and have been working hard these years. I don't know if I should be regretful or relieved when I heard this. Unfortunately, there are fewer talents in the country, but I am also glad that there are more virtuous monks in the world. This...oh!"

He had just reported his own Dharma name, but the emperor still called it "Bai Aiqing".

Yuan Xing's pupils shrank slightly, and then smiled again, saying, "Thank you for your concern. I am not suffering. There is only one thing that cannot be solved, and I cannot practice with peace of mind." After saying that, he took out the memorials he wrote last night from his arms and presented them with both hands.

The emperor got the note handed over by the eunuch, and then his expression changed after he opened it. After reading it quickly, he closed the note, stared at the monk with complicated eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Three years ago, my dear said that it was impossible to completely solve the demon seed. Now is this a solution?"

The fate and action are combined without saying anything.

"Are you sure?" the emperor asked.

"If you don't succeed, you'll just die." Yuan Xing looked up slightly, looked directly at the emperor, and smiled again.

The hall was quiet for a long time, and everyone could hear the determination in his tone.

The emperor's eyes drooped slightly, and all his expressions on his face were restrained. He sighed: "I have agreed to this. The master returned to Beijing yesterday. He must have been tired from the journey, so he rested in the mansion for a few more days. When will he be ready, just look for Yin Zheng directly." As he said that, he stood up and walked away with the memorial.

A eunuch quickly shouted: "Retreat the court..."

"Greatly send your Majesty to you." After all the ministers gave their salutes, they walked out of the hall in order.

Fate moves are also in it, but as if there is a barrier around him, no one dares to get close to him.

He didn't care, and slowly crossed the threshold of the hall, and was meeting Eunuch Yin whom he had met in Yanzhou before.

The two nodded to each other and then walked together one after another.

"I wonder what the master has to give me, do you want us to make some preparations in advance?" It was completely different from the last time. This time, the smile on Eunuch Yin's face was much more kind and kind.

At this time, the two of them had already gone down the steps. Yuanxing pointed to the shed in the center of the square and smiled: "Let's go in two days and prepare the carriage. We will take that thing to Funiu Mountain."

"Ah?" Eunuch Yin was stunned and widened his eyes: "Then, can that thing move?"

Yuan Xing looked back at him: "With me, it is naturally unhindered."

Afterwards, the two of them discussed the specific details while walking, and Yuanxing left the palace with satisfaction. He didn't care about the vigorous blood and hostility hidden in the dark when entering the palace...

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Yuan Xing returned to Bai Mansion, and the emperor's reward followed, and the jewelry, gold and silver, scriptures and ancient books were almost filled with the warehouse. He didn't even look at it, and locked it in the warehouse. He originally planned to ask everyone to return it when he left, but he had this idea and hesitated for a moment, solemnly put the deed and keys on his body.

Then, he really stayed honestly for two days and didn't go anywhere.

In fact, with Ning Mu's help, the information he wanted to convey had been sent through special channels long before meeting the saint.

The emperor did not urge him, just as he wanted, at least he could give him more preparation time to contact the people.

Before the afternoon, the news that Mr. Bai Da returned to Beijing to meet the saint had completely spread.

Unlike the people's regrets, the officials in Beijing have a keen sense of smell. Even small officials who are not qualified to attend court will consciously not talk about this matter.

Unlike the endless invitations when he first entered Beijing a few years ago, his home door was so deserted. Even if someone passed by, he was still in a hurry, as if he was avoiding the plague.

However, several young Buddhist masters who participated in the interception and killing of Jiang Tongfu did not shy away and came to the door openly. However, the doorman refused because the owner was exhausted from traveling and was unable to see guests.

No matter what the outside world is, Yuanxing only meditates in his own yard, copying scriptures, and eats and sleeps quite fulfillingly.

"I'll set out with you tomorrow." It was another bright night, and it was still the same pavilion. Ning Mu still didn't walk through the main entrance and sat down lightly.

"Senior brother has helped a lot, so there is no need to enter the venue in person this time." Yuan Xing shook his head.

"The people accompanying him actually had good results in going to Beijing to study." Ning Mu said lightly.

Yuan Xing was stunned: "Good fruit? How could it be him?"

"Yes, there are so many monks in the capital, but the palace has chosen an alien monk by name. Are you surprised?" Ning Mu looked at him with a smile.

"It's indeed exposed, this is a warning." Yuan Xingyiran sighed.

"I had suspected that you were a Buddhist in the palace. As long as you determine your identity as a monk, anyone who is more active in mind should know how to investigate you. Not to mention Lao Jin who retired, and Xixin Temple where you placed orders more than ten years ago. Even within the Guard Office, there are actually many people who have seen you. It's only time to expose it." Ning Mu said slowly: "So, what's the point of continuing to hide it?"

"I have been outside for three years and have seen a lot of them in all aspects. The current reputation is much better than the late emperor." Yuan Xing thought for a while and asked again: "I just don't know how arrogant you are? The day before yesterday looked pretty good."

"The emperor has a kind and righteous demeanor, but he just took power this year and the power in the harem is still huge. You and I have to be careful." Ning Mu held a teacup in his hand and took a sip for a long time: "I am ready to resign. This capital is really boring. Your sister-in-law has also mentioned it many times, and she missed her hometown."

"Since you are unhappy, it's better to go back and be a rich man and be a grandson." Yuan Xing continued with a smile. But as soon as he finished speaking, his ears moved, his face changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he stopped for a moment, staring at the senior brother opposite him.

Ning Mu was still staring at the tea in his hand, without seeing the look of Yuan Xing's hand, and said to himself: "It will take a long time to play with his grandson. Ning Chengyun is so worried that he will follow your disciple all day long. If he wants to achieve the right result, he will be a little while. But your sister-in-law's tigress is still nagging in front of him all day long. If he is really bored one day, at worst, I will shave my head back to the mountain again. Anyway..." At this point, my leg hurts.

I went to see my junior brother in confusion and wanted to ask him why he wanted to kick him. Then I realized something was wrong from Yuan Xing's facial expression, but it was too late to react at this time.

I could only hear a creepy voice behind me: "You have been secretly out these days. I thought you were hiding the vixen from which family I was hiding, but I didn't expect that I would come to tell my junior brother about my gossip. Good, you Ning Mu, don't want to live anymore, right?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Ning Mu explained hurriedly, but his eyes kept staring at Yuan Xing.

The latter shrugged innocently, then stood up and bowed: "Yuanxing met his third sister-in-law."

That's right, the person coming was Ning Mu's wife. Yuan Xing didn't expect that this third sister-in-law, who was usually very low-key and only stayed at home to take care of her husband and children, was actually a master with extremely high light skills. According to his cultivation, the other party wanted to find out before he approached.

"You don't have to be too polite for junior brother." The third teacher's sister-in-law clasped her fists and bowed, then looked the monk up and down, and sighed, "Young brother is much thinner than a few years ago, but he seems much more energetic. Unlike some people, he has not improved his skills, but his flesh has grown a lot." She glanced at her husband who was smiling aside and hummed in anger.

Ning Mu stepped forward, sootheed her with a very small voice before pulling her wife away. However, before leaving, she was still sneaking her hands, but she pointed the fate with her hands viciously. The meaning was self-evident.

Yuan Xing watched their figures disappear into the yard, suddenly laughed, then covered his mouth, recited the Buddha's name, and went back to the room to rest while repenting.

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The next day, Yuan Xing arrived at the palace again and watched with his own eyes the annoying wooden shed was dismantled, revealing an amber-like thing that was more than one person tall inside. The human-shaped monster with sharp thorns on its body was motionless and dead. However, the sarcasm that came from it clearly told people that this thing was still a living thing.

Faced with such creatures beyond cognition, no one dared to approach. Yuan walked forward and held it with his hands in his carriage.

When he arrived outside the palace gate, there were already a team of hundreds of people waiting. Yuan Xing saw the excited and excited faces in the crowd, and Ning Mu with dark circles beside him.

Although the palace already knew his identity, it was still a secret to the outside world. There was still some superficial skill. Several people winked at each other, and then they were like strangers and no longer communicated.

The emperor did not show up, but sent an eunuch to issue an imperial edict, which was just to encourage everyone and wish everyone a smooth move.

After thanking him, this team of about 500 people, including the great guards, the palace worshippers, and two monks, quietly left the capital from Ximen with the light shining from the sun.

I rushed all the way, and half a month later, I arrived at the junction of Henan Prefecture and Nanyang Prefecture, where this trip was the destination, Funiu Mountain.

Their destination is the hinterland of the Funiu Mountains. The terrain is steep and the mountain roads are difficult to walk. When they reach the foot of the mountain, they ask the guards to stay in the county town for the reason that it is not easy to enter the mountain and wait.

The eunuch Yin, the eunuch, hesitated for a moment, nodded and agreed. He only brought two worshippers and a few strong men, carried the amber, and followed Yuan Xing up the mountain.

There were not many people at this time. After the camp at night, the three people from Tianchan Temple were finally able to gather together openly.

"When I was in the capital, my disciples thought it was a duplicate name. Unexpectedly, Mr. Bai, who is famous all over the world, was really a junior uncle. The two uncles kept it so hard for me." Shanguo looked at the two uncles resentful.

"This is also a helpless act. None of us wants you disciples to be implicated." Yuan Xing laughed. He hadn't seen him for more than ten years, and Shanguo has been studying everywhere for many years. Now he is a well-known monk in the north. His elegant and gentle temperament is eighty or ninety-nine times similar to his master Yuanfa.

I remember when I went north, I was just a fool who could not recognize a few words. I had achieved this in a blink of an eye. How could it not be amazing?

"Although my uncle often wrote to the temple for many years, he never returned. There were frequent disasters outside, and my disciples and a few juniors were really worried for a long time. My master and the others already knew where you were, so did they hide it from us juniors?" Shanguo took off the kettle on the brazier in the tent and brewed tea for the two elders, and he still complained.

"We hope you can practice with peace of mind. The less you know these bad things, the better. Unfortunately..." Yuan Xing shook his head, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and handed it to Shanguo.

Shanguo unfolded in confusion, with a key inside, and a string of addresses written on the paper.

Yuan Xing continued to instruct: "The emperor's reward in my house has been entrusted to your third uncle to send someone to Jinan Prefecture. If there is any change in Tianchan Temple, the money may be useful."

Shanguo was shocked. He was no longer the young man he had back then, and he easily felt something strange from his uncle's words. He thought for a while, lowered his voice and asked tentatively: "Is it the court?"

"Don't worry, the emperor is very arrogant. I think I won't be angry with Wutou Mountain because of my relationship. Besides, your master's martial arts has reached the realm of transformation, and your uncle is in charge in the temple. Those people in the temple can easily settle down anywhere. I give you these just to be in case." Yuan Xing smiled faintly.

His tone was plain, but Shanguo looked at Ning Mu, who held his arms and kept silent and had a heavy face, and became more and more worried.

He asked solemnly: "Uncle Master, what about you?"
Chapter completed!