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Because the pollution of the Jing River had too much impact, the water and land conference had to be held as soon as possible, and everything was done quickly. It took less than half a month from the Emperor Tang's edict to the conference.

This day is the third day of September, a good day for Guimao.

Xuanzang led [-] eminent monks to teach various wonderful scriptures in Daxingshan Temple in Chang'an City. There were countless ordinary monks and countless people who came to watch.

After Li Shimin's early court today, he led hundreds of cultural relics officials, took a phoenix chariot and a dragon chariot, left the Xuanzheng Hall, left the Daming Palace, and went to Daxingshan Temple with a mighty guard of honor to burn incense.

Among them, there are also high-level officials from the town magic division accompanying them.

Qin Qiong, Li Jing, and Cheng Zhijie were the heads of the three courts, as well as 36 demon-suppressing envoys including Di Renjie, Li Yuanfang, and Wang Xuance.

Only Pei Jianghui, the order to suppress the evil spirits, and Li Mingda, the acting head of the department, did not arrive.

Regarding this Buddhist event, the people in Zhenmagic Division and many court officials were actually quite disapproving.

After all, everyone could see clearly the face of Buddhism in the early years, and His Majesty the Emperor almost carried out the act of destroying Buddhism.

Even though the attitude towards Buddhism has eased in recent years, in the eyes of most people, it is just an expedient measure for His Majesty to balance the Taoism.

If it weren't for the Jinghe incident this time, the Buddhist sect was the most active, and it probably wouldn't be their turn to hold Buddhist ceremonies to pray for blessings.

"Old Qin, what do you mean by this water and land conference, can it really work?" Cheng Zhijie whispered to Qin Qiong beside him. He had always looked down on these bald donkeys, and he didn't believe in anything Buddhist.

"Since it's His Majesty's intention, and the Secretary didn't stop it, maybe it will be useful." After Qin Qiong got older, his temperament was relatively gentle, and he said with a smile: "We can just wait and see."

"We'd better be more vigilant." Li Jing said from the side: "I always feel that something is not quite right in the nearest Chang'an City, as if the mountain and rain are about to come and the building is full of wind."

"I also have the same feeling." Cheng Zhi nodded and said, "I always feel that something important is going to happen."

"Well, I feel the same way." Qin Qiong also restrained his smile, looked at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "However, with Lord Sizhu and the Suppressing Demon Order, it should be fine."

"I hope so." The other two said in unison.

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Inside the Emperor's Palace.

Pei Jianghui and Li Mingda came to the southeast courtyard, but they didn't see Li Heng's figure. They could only feel the brilliant sword energy permeating here.

People can't help but feel reverence.

"Where did he go at this time? It's obvious that something big is going to happen at this water and land conference."

Pei Jianghui frowned slightly, with a worried expression on her face. Based on her thousands of years of practice, she could already clearly perceive the mystery hidden in this water and land conference.

There must be power in the dark watching.

"Maybe brother fifteen is making his own preparations?" Li Mingda said, she was actually a little worried, but she could only force herself to be calm.

……

In fact, Li Heng was in the southeast courtyard right now.

It's just that he is in a strange state, Pei Jianghui and Li Mingda can't see him.

Li Heng in this state seems to be somewhere between reality and fantasy.

He was obviously sitting there, but people in reality couldn't see him, and couldn't touch him.

This is a special state that he accidentally entered when he was familiar with the treasure of humanity and tried to open the emperor's treasury to summon the projection.

Chapter 111 I don't need money to give this Buddhist treasure for free

The Water and Land Ceremony was extremely grand and grand, and almost half of the people in Chang'an City gathered around Daxingshan Temple.

Fortunately, there are forbidden troops to maintain order, so that there will be no chaos.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and the scabbed monk transformed by Hui An's envoy were among the crowd at this moment. Seeing this scene, the South China Sea Bodhisattva was full of joy and said with a smile: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. Such a Buddhist deed is very, very good. .”

"Master, is the monk a sutra learner?" Envoy Hui An looked far away, passed through the crowd, and saw Xuanzang who was giving a lecture on Buddhism on a high platform in Daxingshan Temple.

"Exactly." Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva smiled and said, "This is the Buddha son descended from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, a good man who practiced in the tenth life, and also the elder Jin Chanzi who was extradited and reincarnated as his teacher. Prove the fruit of Buddha."

The two monks were talking as if there was no one else present. Illusion restrictions had already been set up around them, outsiders couldn't hear what they were talking about, and they couldn't even find that they were talking.

"Congratulations, Master, I finally found someone to learn from the scriptures." The envoy Hui An complimented according to the procedure.

At the same time, he turned his palm and took out a brocade cassock and held it in his hand. On it was a tin staff with nine rings and three gold hoops, which he presented to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Just put the three gold hoops away." Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and took the brocade cassock and nine-ringed tin staff, but left the three golden hoops in the hands of the envoy Hui'an, "Keep them well." , useful in the future."

"" Messenger Hui An was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

He already understood what he meant as a master. The three golden hoops bestowed by the Buddha are good things for capturing Dharma protectors, and they are rare treasures in the world.

Naturally, it is impossible to give all of them to this pilgrim.

Afterwards, the two withdrew their illusion and appeared in front of others.

The scabbed monk transformed by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva looked dignified, walking on the street holding the radiant cassock and Zen staff, and the scabbed monk transformed by Hui An's envoy followed him.

The brocade cassock and the nine-ring Zen staff are both top-grade Buddhist treasures, even ordinary people can see their extraordinaryness at a glance. These two monks immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Many monks wanted to come forward to watch. It can be seen that although the robes of these two monks were torn, they had an extraordinary bearing. No one dared to come up for a while.

As they were walking, they met a burly and strong man in armor leading the crowd.

This is Cheng Zhijie who is patrolling the streets with troops.

As soon as he saw the two monks, he immediately noticed something was wrong, and immediately frowned.

Two scabies monks, in ragged clothes, with bare feet and bald heads, are ostentatiously holding such Buddha treasures in their hands. It is obvious that they have other purposes and are absolutely abnormal.

At this moment, a monk with a fat head, big ears, and a shiny face came over and asked, "You skinny monk, how much do you sell for your cassock?"

"Amitabha." Avalokitesvara recited the Buddha's name and said with a smile, "The cassock is worth 5000 taels, and the tin staff is worth 2000 taels."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence all around.

"Crazy monk! You two idiots!" The monk yelled and cursed, "Even if you wear this cassock, you will live forever and become a Buddha and a patriarch, it is not worth the price!"

"You stupid monk who is greedy for misfortune, a monk who doesn't fast and fast, an ordinary person who slanders scriptures and Buddha, you don't deserve my cassock." Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head lightly, and was about to go forward, but was stopped by Cheng Zhijie.

"Monk, your cassock and Zen staff will cost 7000 taels in total?" Cheng Zhijie said in a deep voice.

"Exactly." Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded and said, "If you wear my cassock, you will not fall into perdition, fall into hell, suffer from evil, and avoid the den of tigers and wolves. How can it be worth 7000 taels?"

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