Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 199 Xiaogan Temple and the Lower Court
Nun Bifang became a monk at the age of six, and since then she has lost contact with the Fang family.

She only knew that her father was from a virtuous generation, but she didn't know any of her father's uncles and brothers.

Fang Dushu told her: "My father and your father's father are brothers, and your father is my first cousin! He is the second child in the family, and I am the seventh child. You can call me Seventh Uncle."

Bi Fang calmly called Uncle Qi.

There is not much emotion on her face, it should be because she has been a monk for a long time, she has developed an indifferent disposition, Buddhism pays attention to no worry, no joy, no sorrow, and aims to break through the world of mortals and get rid of all the fetters and shackles of the world.

All Buddhist disciples will basically sever contact with their respective families and devoutly convert to Buddhism.

Bifang's Zen heart is still not enough, otherwise she would not be worthy of Dushu as an elder, let alone steal the sword tripod.

Fang Dushu saw that although she showed the behavior of a Buddhist monk, she had not completely given up the worldly thoughts, so he asked her: "You have become a monk now, it doesn't mean much to you to recover the thorn sword tripod, why do you take the risk to snatch it?" tripod?"

She replied dutifully: "When my father died, my nephew was still young. He only entrusted me to be raised by Mrs. Wangmei of Xiaoyuan Temple, and did not tell me about the Fang family. , I hope Mrs. Mei will return my father’s belongings to me, and my father will leave a last word, specifying one thing for me to do.”

"Let you chase back the sword tripod?"

"Well, my father was in charge of the Thorn Sword Cauldron when he was alive. The Cauldron was robbed in his hands. He has no face to see his clansmen again. His last wish is for me to recover the Thorn Sword Cauldron. Then I will find the Fang Clan members and give the Cauldron to the head of the Fang Clan."

"What if the Fang family has become extinct and there is no patriarch anymore?"

"Then let me return to vulgarity and rebuild the Fang Family Ancestral Temple."

Back then, her father Fang Xianliang was one of the few foundation-building monks in Shangfang City. Because of the poor protection of the city, his family was destroyed and his ancestors were lost.

Fang Xianliang wholeheartedly wants to recover the stabbing sword tripod, so as to make up for his mistakes.

For this reason, Fang Xianliang did not even participate in the evacuation of the Fang family members, but only placed his daughter in Xiaoyuan Temple in Xijiang, and then went to Wujiao City to win the tripod again. As a result, he was severely injured by his enemies and died of hatred.

Bifang had already said goodbye to her father when she was six years old. It would be unrealistic to say how deep her relationship with Fang Xianliang was, but as a child, her father had to follow her orders.

After she established the foundation, she learned that Fang Xianliang's last wish had not been fulfilled, and she would rather risk her life and violate the severe punishment of the temple rules, and go to Wujiao City to snatch the thorn sword tripod, so as to comfort her father's spirit in heaven.

Originally, she had already succeeded in grabbing the top spot, but unfortunately she showed her flaws on the return journey, and was chased and killed by Wu Musou and Jiao Po, and was finally blocked in the desert.

Earlier, she thought that she would die for sure, but she didn't expect that her own uncle would descend from the sky. She was very excited and wanted to cry, but the Buddhism she practiced since she was a child made her suppress all restlessness.

"Your father...is making things difficult for you!"

Fang Dushu thinks that Fang Xianliang is not doing things properly, and should not be too obsessed with the gains and losses of a bell. The most urgent task of the Fang family is to restore vitality. After gaining strength, it is not too late to seek the tripod.

"The command of the father must be obeyed by the son."

Bifang's tone was soft, but decisive, she seemed like the kind of woman with a strong heart: "My nephew doesn't think it's embarrassing, it's just that I don't have enough skills, and I almost feel ashamed of my father's death. Fortunately, Uncle Qi came in time to save the old man. Zu Ding."

Fang Dushu took out the seven tripod swords, but did not hand them over to Bi Fang, but said: "The tripod inscription on this stabbing sword tripod is quite mysterious, I need to read it, and when I understand it, I will read it later." Give it back to you."

Bi Fang didn't dare to accept it, and hurriedly said: "It's useless for my nephew to take the tripod, so I ask Uncle Qi to stay with me. Even if Uncle Qi doesn't use it himself, he can leave it to the clan. Senior Qingqing once said earlier that my family's virtuous uncle and uncle Aunt Qiongying has already rebuilt Shangfang City, allowing the Sword Ding to return to the city, which can be regarded as fulfilling my father's last wish."

"There are so many rules and regulations!"

Fang Dushu reprimanded: "It's just a Dao cauldron in the Qi training period, it's not worth paying attention to, you really have such leisure, why not raise your cultivation base to the middle stage as soon as possible, and when you meet monks from the Wujiao and Wu clans in the future, Only then will we not lose again!"

Bi Fang was stunned, and didn't dare to repeat: "My niece wrote it down."

"Then get up!"

Only then did Fang Dushu motion for her to get up.

At this time, Qingqing had already led Xiaoying over.

Bifang saw that Xiaoying's cultivation was unfathomable, even deeper than Fang Dushu, so he prepared to pay homage as a senior, but Xiaoying first smiled and called her: "I have met Master Bifang, I am Xiaoying, Brother Shu and Sister Qingqing's adopted sister."

After finishing speaking, I went to ask Fang Dushu: "Brother Shu, Master Bifang is your niece. With such a close relationship, is it too strange for me to call her Master? But I don't know what to call her properly."

Fang Dushu said: "Call her by her first name, call her Bi'er! If she doesn't want to return to the vulgar in the future, then she will continue to be called Shitai. Monastics don't care about what they see."

These words gave Bifang Fang Dushu a good impression. Since this uncle said so, he shouldn't force her to return to vulgarity.

In fact, she is not particularly paranoid about becoming a monk, but she grew up in a monastery. She is used to the life of a monk, and she would be very uncomfortable if she resigned from the vulgar.

Afterwards, Fang Dushu cleaned up the battlefield and disposed of Jiao Po's body and soul.

Qingqing picked up the bone car, carried several people and continued on the road.

On the way, Fang Dushu pointed at Little Eagle, and introduced the situation to Bi Fang: "Your auntie Little Eagle, she has a special identity, and it is not convenient for her to walk in the world of cultivating immortals for the time being, and I can't bring her back to Shangfang City, Li Country, and I plan to take her Do you have any good suggestions for placing it in the territory of Xiaoyuan Temple?"

Bifang immediately said: "Why don't Auntie Xiaoying stay directly in my Lingbizhai? Although it's far from Xiaoyuan Temple, it's better than being secluded."

"Lingbizhai?"

Fang Dushu wondered: "Don't you practice in Xiaoyuan Temple?"

"Xiaoyuan Temple is the sanctuary of the holy monks of the upper court, and I have always lived in the lower court."

Bifang began to explain to Fang Dushu in detail the establishment of Xiaoyuan Temple in Lezhou, Xijiang.

Xiaoyuan Temple is a treasure house of Buddhism, and the monks in the sect are all monks who don't care about worldly affairs. They don't need anyone to pay tribute. Although there are dozens of cities in Lezhou that have aristocratic families, they don't need to pay tribute to them regularly.

But Buddhism also needs to offer incense and pray for fast.

Taoist priests like to call 'daoyou'.

The monks said "donor", how did the donor come from?They are all offered by offering incense.

Dozens of aristocratic cultivating families in Lezhou regularly pay homage to temples and Buddhas, and put tributes into the incense pool.

And every city in Lezhou has a number of temples scattered in its territory. The abbots of these temples are all assigned by Xiaoyuan Temple, and they are responsible for collecting incense in the local area. pray.

"Lingbizhai is one of the 330 seven lower houses under the jurisdiction of Xiaoyuan Temple. I am the resident host of Lingbizhai!"

Bifang is in charge of a monastery, and is fully capable of housing and taking care of Little Eagle: "I can make decisions about any affairs of Lingbizhai, and I will not reveal the traces of Aunt Xiaoying. In the mountains and forests, there are few paths for monks, so it is safer for Auntie Xiaoying to live in the house than Xiaoyuan Temple!"

After hearing this, Fang Dushu thought to himself, if what Bifang said is true, then the environment of Lingbizhai is definitely suitable for Xiaoying to live in seclusion.

However, the number of lower courts in Xiaoyuan Temple really surprised Fang Dushu: "It's just a Lezhou, but it's just a remote area in western Xinjiang. Has more than 300 temples been built?"

"The holy monks of Xiaoyuan's upper house think that [-] seats are still not enough, and they will continue to expand in the future!"

Bi Fang said: "At present, in Lezhou, you can see a temple every few tens of miles. The local people worship it enthusiastically, and worship Buddha devoutly. They all take the initiative to build temples, and then ask the disciples of the upper court to preside over them."

"Buddhism is so prosperous, the local monk families should all pass on Buddhism, right?"

Fang Dushu felt that as long as Buddhist disciples were willing to do good deeds in the mortal world and solve problems for the local people, there would be no problem with their faith.

As for practicing Buddhism or Taoism, most of the monks don’t have a view of family status. Anyway, they can live forever.

This is the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals.

"As far as my niece knows, most of the disciples of the aristocratic families in Lezhou are the lay disciples of the local monastery."

Bifang has personally taught lay disciples, and her Lingbizhai has such a relationship in the local area: "Although these lay disciples have not been ordained, they still have to perform fasting and follow the clear rules of Buddhism. The exercises they practice daily are often Buddhist scriptures."

When it comes to the clear rules of Buddhism.

Fang Dushu suddenly remembered something: "The rules of Buddhism are the strictest. I seem to have heard that once a Buddhist disciple becomes a monk, he must sever ties with the outside world. If there is a grudge outside and cause disaster, the Buddhism will not protect his shortcomings, but will take it Is it true that the disciples were expelled from the gate wall?"

Bi Fang was a little embarrassed, because she was scruples about the family rules, after she stole the sword tripod, she didn't dare to go back to Xiaoyuan Temple to hide, and she didn't dare to seek help from her fellow disciples.

The direct disciples of Buddhism are not only ascetic monks, but also Taoists. They have no affection in their eyes, only paranoid maintenance of sect rules and orthodoxy.

"Stealing is a bad karma in Xiaoyuan Temple, and being attached to the world of mortals to stir up disputes in the world is an unforgivable criminal law in Xiaoyuan Temple. If I go to snatch the sword tripod, if the upper court finds out, I will not only be revoked from Buddhism, but will also be abolished." If you lose your cultivation, you will be punished with a staff."

Bi Fang looked at Fang Dushu, expressing his heart: "Uncle Seven, my niece is not afraid of punishment, but if I seek help from my fellow disciples or escape to the Upper Court for refuge, the Thorn Sword Cauldron will definitely be confiscated, and I will never get it back if I ask for it again. In order to fulfill my father's will Because of my fate, I took the risk and fled into the desert, trying to use the terrain to escape the pursuit of Wu Jiao and the other two, but I failed."

"After you took the thorn sword tripod from Wujiao City, have your identities been exposed except for Wujiao?"

Fang Dushu has to consider future troubles. If other people learn about Bifang's theft of the cauldron, Fang Dushu will help her deal with the aftermath.

"Because it is related to the gate rules of Xiaoyuan Temple, my whereabouts are very strict!"

Bifang was even more unwilling to let the matter of stealing the cauldron go out, she made a careful plan before she acted: "Only Wujiao and the other two have seen my true face. If it wasn't in the desert earlier, I would have taken the initiative to mention that the sword tripod is my ancestor. Ding, it's impossible for Wu Jiao and the others to know that my surname is Fang."

There is no aftermath in this matter at all.

Fang Dushu nodded: "That's good."

At this time, Qingqing had already climbed over Xiaoyuan Mountain by driving the skeleton cart.

After driving out of this mountainous area, continue to the east and you will be in the territory of Lezhou. You can see mortal villages and fields every ten miles, and the number of monasteries and monks will gradually increase.

Bifang patted the handle of the bone cart, and suggested to Fang Dushu: "Uncle Qi, Xiaoyuan, the holy monks in the upper courtyard all reject evil things. They don't allow any ghosts and ghosts to roam around in Lezhou. If they meet them, they will kill them." Extermination, this is one of the rules of the sect, even monks who practice evil ways are not allowed to walk in the territory, if found, they will be expelled."

When Qingqing heard this, she immediately stopped the bone cart: "My lord, did the servants take the Throne of You and get into the bone bracelet?"

Xiaoying looked around and couldn't understand what the adults were talking about.

Fang Dushu asked Bi Fang: "Do you think your Aunt Qingqing needs to hide?"

Bifang thought for a moment: "Just remove the bone cart and replace it with a new flying magic weapon. As for Aunt Qingqing, I have a string of hidden energy beads. After Aunt Qingqing wears it, unless I cast spells on her to investigate Otherwise, even the monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment would not be able to see through her reality."

Fang Dushu waved his hand: "That's it, you arrange it!"

Although Bi Fang is Fang Dushu's niece, she is a local monk. During her walk in Lezhou, Bi Fang knew by heart the safest places to pass and the taboos to pay attention to.

She took out a lotus-shaped flying artifact, let a few people sit on it, then steered the steering wheel herself, chose a remote route that was not suitable for encountering monks, and rushed towards Lingbizhai.

After flying like this for half a day, they passed a town. Behind the town was a small hill covered with green plum trees.

Between the plum groves, a hill with a height of [-] zhang protruded, on which a temple courtyard was built. Bi Fang pointed to it: "Seventh Uncle, please look, there is Ling Bi Zhai where my niece usually lives."

Fang Dushu looked down at the land, and saw a Qinghe River flowing between the hills, which meanders just under the foot of Lingbizhai Mountain, and the end is near the town in front of the hill, but Fang Dushu searched along the river, but could not see the source. where.

He asked Bifang, "Where did that Qing River come from?"

"Qishui River!"

Bi Fang introduced: "This river is a man-made river, excavated by disciples of the Lower Court and local people together. Its source is Qishui River. The holy monk decided to divert the river from Qishui, and has excavated more than 100 tributary rivers so far, mainly for the purpose of irrigating the fertile fields along the way and benefiting the local people.”

"The more tributaries there are, the water level of the Qishui River will drop, and the aura will also flow away."

Fang Dushu felt that the monks of Xiaoyuan Temple were too bold: "Aren't those holy monks afraid of being questioned by other sects in Liangguo?"

The Qishui River flows through the five states of Liangguo. This river not only belongs to Xiaoyuan Temple, but also belongs to the five major sects of Liangguo. Xiaoyuan Temple randomly digs tributaries in the waters under its control, which will seriously affect the other four sects Interests.

Fang Dushu thought that the factions in Liangguo would have conflicts because of this.

But Bi Fang said: "Uncle Seven, the Upper Court has not experienced war for at least a thousand years, and the holy monks are very low-key. After Jin Danqi's wishing master advanced to the Nascent Soul, he never held a celebration ceremony. How many Nascent Soul monks have lived in seclusion in the Upper Court?" , This is a secret, and all the monks in Liangguo believe that the other four factions combined cannot win the upper court, and they always turn a blind eye to the matter of digging tributaries!"

It seems that big fists can be willful, and they can do anything wrong.

This principle seems to apply everywhere.

Fang Dushu couldn't help laughing.

He prefers the style of Xiaoyuan Temple in his heart, and the tributaries are well dug. After he settles in Lingbizhai, he can let Qingqing live in the river channel under the mountain, and set up the Tongtian Memorial Archway, and then he can completely hide the evil spirit.

(End of this chapter)