Immortality is above

Chapter 111 Chapter 110: The Eight Parts of Demi-Gods

In the capital city, there is an outer city within an inner city, and there is a city within the inner city.

In the core of the Forbidden City, the palaces are continuous and layer upon layer, and are divided into two parts: the outer court and the inner court.

To put it bluntly, the inner court is a place of living, while the outer court is a place of work.

The new emperor's enthronement, as well as various canonization ceremonies and other ceremonies, will all be held in the main hall of the outer dynasty.

Zhao Bin has not yet officially put on the dragon robe, but he has a satisfied look on his face and cannot hide his happiness:

According to the original plan, some additional means may be needed to achieve what is desired.

But God was good, and my father could not hold on any longer and breathed his last.

Zhao Bin believes that this is the condensation of his luck, which corresponds to his "destiny".

After receiving the news, he immediately led his close soldiers and others to enter the palace in great force.

Once the emperor and the courtiers came, many personnel positions had to be changed and handed over.

However, these matters can be handled by his capable hands, so he does not need to worry about them.

On this night, Zhao Bin only needs to recuperate enough, and when the auspicious time comes, he will hold the enthronement ceremony.

Before that, he had to go see his father's body and take down the national master Yuan Kong.

In fact, there is nothing to see in the body, the main purpose is to deal with Yuan Kong.

The reputation of this national preceptor in the temple and the public was not good, and he was called the "Monk". Many people blamed him for the decline of Zhao State.

How could Emperor Yankang be like this if it weren't for Yuan Kong's deception?

Tombs and palaces were built, large-scale construction was carried out, Buddhist temples bloomed everywhere, and the golden statues of Buddha became taller and bigger...

All kinds of practices that waste people and money are inseparable from the shadow of Yuan Kong behind the scenes.

Over the years, Emperor Yankang was addicted to fasting and chanting Buddha's name. He did not go to court for long periods of time and even committed many ridiculous acts, too numerous to mention.

Since the end of last year, until now, for three or four months, Emperor Yankang and Master Yuankong have been hiding in the palace, holding blessing rituals day and night.

In order to hold religious ceremonies, Emperor Yankang specially issued a decree to build a new palace in the Forbidden City called the "Reincarnation Hall".

As the name suggests, it is equivalent to building a temple inside the palace.

From then on, Emperor Yankang lived there with Yuankong for a long time. As for the queen, his wife, his concubines, they were not allowed to enter.

After all, this is the great precept of the Buddhist family.

But it doesn't matter. After all, Emperor Yankang is already too old to do what he wants.

As he got older, he began to be ascetic and rarely drafted new concubines.

This aspect has a pretty good reputation among the people.

I used religious rituals to pray for blessings and longevity, and the previous results seemed to be okay. There were a few times when there was news that I was seriously ill, but I survived in the end.

From this point of view, it is natural for Emperor Yankang to rely heavily on wishing to be empty.

All because this national master really has the skills and means to keep him alive.

But as a result, the civil and military officials of the court, as well as the princes, were not happy.

Especially His Royal Highness, who is waiting to ascend to the throne.

Taking Zhao Bin as an example, he did not want to be like his father, who had to wait until he was nearly sixty years old before he could ascend the throne.

What fun is there in being an emperor when you are old and frail?

There is another difference. Emperor Yankang became the prince at the age of fifteen, which at least had a level of status protection.

But what about these princes?

Emperor Yankang had no intention of establishing a heir apparent.

No wonder they had second thoughts...

On the way to the Reincarnation Hall with the crowd, Zhao Bin's thoughts were up and down, which gave him a good reason.

When people do things, especially big things, they need a suitable reason, as the saying goes, "justifiable reasons".

Even if you don't have one, you have to find one.

For example, now, according to the procedures, it won't take long for Zhao Bin to get a "posthumous edict" in his hands, designating him as the new emperor.

About two-quarters of an hour later, we arrived outside the Reincarnation Hall.

Zhao Bin was inexplicably afraid of this place, so he came with a thousand elite soldiers and a group of guard masters.

The Hall of Reincarnation stood there, completely dark, with no lights at all.

You must know that before tonight, the lights here have never been extinguished day and night.

If you keep praying for blessings forever, what's the point if it disappears?

But now that Emperor Yankang has passed away, there is no need to keep the lights on to express his condolences.

The palace door was closed.

The subordinates came to report that they had called the door, but there was no response and no door was opened.

"Are you going to fight tooth and nail and fight like a trapped beast?"

Zhao Bin sneered and ordered: "Bump it away."

"Here."

Immediately a soldier responded and rolled out a large log.

This is a siege tree. It is so powerful and heavy that even the gate of a majestic city can't help but hit it, let alone the gate of such a palace?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

It only took two hits, and with a bang, the two doors flew open, leaving the door open.

Whoosh!

A sudden gust of evil wind blew out and hit the person, giving him a creepy feeling.

The soldiers carrying the giant tree were shaken by it and felt frightened. The giant tree in their hands fell to the ground and hit their feet, causing them to scream in pain.

These screams were so harsh that everyone was so startled that they subconsciously took a few steps back. With weapons in hand, they all aimed at the door that had been knocked open.

However, after waiting for a long time, except for the evil wind blowing out, there was nothing unusual and no one was seen rushing out.

"Light the fire, hold the lamp!"

Zhao Bin shouted in a deep voice.

The reason why he was able to gain support from both the government and the public was to stand out from the crowd of brothers. He had his own abilities and perseverance, and would never be easily frightened.

At this critical moment, it is even more important to set an example and stabilize the morale of the military.

Immediately he waved his hand, and with a crash, part of the armor was separated, and the entire palace was immediately surrounded by water.

This Reincarnation Hall is not very big, only about one acre by visual inspection.

Zhao Bin waved his hand again, and another group of soldiers acted as vanguards, holding torches, lanterns, etc., rushed into the dark door, quickly conducted reconnaissance, and occupied a favorable position.

There was no incident and everything was safe.

Only then did Zhao Bin step inside with his confidants.

This is his first time entering this palace, and it is also the first time for others.

Under the light of the fire, some basic settings and arrangements can be seen. The overall style is quite rough and simple, not as extravagant and gorgeous as imagined.

According to some information Zhao Bin learned, when his father ordered the construction of this temple, it only took about half a year before he announced the completion, and then moved in and opened the temple. In a construction period of just half a year, even with many skilled craftsmen, it was difficult to complete the huge project.

It can only be understood that Emperor Yankang was anxious to open the altar to pray for blessings, so he was not too particular about many aspects.

Of course, this is just the front hall, not the whole picture.

Zhao Bin glanced around, his expression showed no fluctuation, but he was actually quite confused in his heart.

In the Reincarnation Hall, there are monks who are responsible for daily life, and there are many monks who open the altar for worship each time. There is a fixed number of one hundred and eight.

Therefore, it is certain that there are at least hundreds of monks in the temple.

But now, the surroundings were dark, and apart from his own subordinates, there was not a single monk in sight.

Not only was it dark, it was also dead silent.

But in the dead silence, you can always feel the flowing wind, which makes people's hearts feel hairy.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe standing next to Zhao Bin whispered: "Your Highness, do you think the layout of this place is strange?"

The scribe's surname was "Lu" and he was known as "Mr. Lu". He was Zhao Bin's think tank. He was knowledgeable and knowledgeable in astronomy and geography and was very popular.

To this day, he still addresses Zhao Bin as "His Royal Highness" rather than "His Majesty", which has its own particular meaning. After all, Zhao Bin had not yet officially ascended the throne at the patriarchal ceremony.

Zhao Bin asked: "What's so weird?"

Mr. Lu Da pondered: "When I look at this place, it doesn't look like a palace or a temple. Instead, it looks like..."

Carefully worded: "It's like a tomb."

Zhao Bin narrowed his eyes. In fact, he also saw something strange, but he was not sure. Since his father was recuperating and praying here, why would he make this place look like a tomb?

That is unlucky, seems oppressive, and is not in line with etiquette.

Mr. Lu Da advised: "Your Highness, how about you withdraw first and wait for news outside?"

Zhao Bin waved his hand: "I won't back down from the battle. I want to see what they are doing."

With so many soldiers and expert guards around him, he didn't think anything would go wrong.

If you can't protect yourself in this way, you can't protect yourself outside either.

What can you do to ascend the throne?

"Your Highness, there is something discovered ahead."

A soldier came over and reported.

"Go and have a look."

Zhao Bin strode forward.

Passing through the front hall, there is an open corridor design in front, which is several feet wide, like a capital avenue.

On both sides of the road, every three feet away, stood a large wooden pillar as thick as a person's arms.

This uses whole golden nanmu trees, cut down into pillars, and huge statues are carved on the pillars. You can see by the firelight that the images are different. The one on the left in front is dark all over, with two wings on his back, and his face is Ugly, holding a three-pronged fork; the one on the right has a human body and a snake head, and spits out long snake letters, making people look at it and feel chilled in their hearts.

Looking at the other pillars, the reliefs also look sinister.

One of them looks like a dragon, but it is quite different from a dragon in the conventional sense, showing a ferocious look everywhere...

Mr. Zhao Da said in a deep voice: "These are the Eight Heavenly Dragons, which are the spiritual creatures of the Buddhist family that protect the Buddha and Bodhisattvas, but..."

Zhao Bin asked: "Just what?"

Mr. Lu Da looked at it carefully: "I have seen the statues of the eight gods of Tianlong elsewhere. Compared with the carvings on the pillars, they are quite different. But it is not surprising that even the same gods have different carvings in different places. Law."

There is no standard for the image and appearance of gods. Even if the main body is the same, there will be differences in some details.

Hearing that it was a statue of the Shi family, Zhao Bin didn't take it seriously.

This temple was built under the auspices of Master Yuan Kong. It originally followed the specifications and style of the temple. If there were no murals and statues, it would be abnormal.

At this time, he just wanted to find the monks in the temple as soon as possible, especially Yuan Kong.

"Your Highness, those monks are here."

someone shouted.

Zhao Bin immediately led the people through the corridor quickly.

At the end of the corridor is the main hall.

The hall is obviously much wider, and there are no shrines or statues, but it is not empty.

On both sides, lined up densely, were monks wearing yellow robes.

They sat upright, with their legs crossed, their palms clasped together, their eyebrows lowered, as if they were in trance, without saying a word, and even when faced with the intrusion of a large group of soldiers, they remained unmoved.

Beyond these monks, there is a high platform at the top. Sitting on the platform is a white-browed monk, wearing a bright red brocade cassock, looking very dignified.

It is none other than Master Yuan Kong, the national master!

……

"The Dharma is invisible, the sea has no shore, people are impermanent, and all sentient beings are nothing but bubbles..."

The sound of chanting became more and more urgent and mixed together, and soon it was difficult to hear clearly what was being recited.

It's just that the frequency of the syllables in the intonation is like a bell and drum, striking the heart again and again, causing resonance and echo unconsciously.

The old Taoist Qianyang on the side opened his eyes wide and stared at the corpses in the square and the blood seeping into them.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and shouted loudly: "I understand, this is the method of sacrifice."

Taoist Qingyang was flustered by the changes in front of him. He didn't know what to do for a moment, so he hurriedly asked: "Brother, what do you mean by sacrifice?"

"Fooled, we were all fooled."

The old Taoist shouted, his expression showing madness: "Trap, this is a trap!"

Amidst the loud chanting, he returned to his old ways and was about to go crazy again.

The moment he heard the sound of chanting, Xia Siyuan over there immediately felt something was wrong and roared: "Hurry and chop them to pieces! Shut them up!"

The soldiers were very capable of execution. They immediately raised their swords and guns and attacked the golden body of the Flesh Buddha without hesitation.

Either chop, stab or chop, try your best.

Someone else went to chop up the corpse of the monk who fell on the ground.

Compared with the hard golden body, the corpse was easier to attack, and the limbs were quickly chopped into pieces and the flesh and blood were blurred.

However, the sound of chanting was still heard and could not be stopped at all.

"I can't take it anymore!"

A soldier holding a long sword suddenly shouted and slashed his companion's neck with his backhand, splattering red blood.

"The sin is so serious that I deserve to die!"

The other soldier raised the weapon in his hand, stabbed it hard into his stomach, and soon fell down.

Blood flowed out and seeped into the gaps in the stone slabs.

The scene in the entire square quickly became chaotic, with people lost in their minds and killing each other.

Kill, kill, kill, only unlimited killing can end everything.

There were also many warriors from the Jianghu who had seen an unlucky opportunity. They did not dare to stay any longer, and used their body and light skills to escape, trying to escape down the mountain.

However, at some point a thick fog swept through the mountains, and a strange phantom, large and small, appeared in the fog. People were trapped in it, and soon screams could be heard.

"I found you..."

The tone of the words coming from the mind was like a hungry person finally finding food, full of joy.

Chen Liubai held a sword in his hand and stood tall: "I found you too!"

The escape technique was used, and the man flew away in the air. The sword light was like a rainbow, and he stabbed Ksitigarbha Buddha who was too tall to look up at.

(End of this chapter)