The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Before the sun shone into the Western Regions, the Buddhist city was already crowded with people, and the streets and alleys were full of people.

The foolish woman on South Street gave birth to a saint, and the news quickly spread throughout the Buddhist city.

Like a drop of ink falling into clear water, it quickly spreads.

Mu Qin, who was wearing a Taoist robe that was neat and wrinkle-free, slowly opened her eyes.

This most determined seeker of truth always maintains this spotless attitude even when his spiritual energy has been exhausted.

Because her spiritual energy is sealed inside her body, the difference between her and ordinary people is not that big.

She just became much stronger, and her five senses were much sharper. In addition, with the help of the power of incense remaining in her body, she could also use some magic.

I sat there all night yesterday and felt very sleepy. I fell into a deep sleep without even changing my clothes. It was only at this moment that I was awakened by the noisy sounds in the market.

She put on her shoes and socks, pushed the door open and went out. The apprentice from the next room and Li Tianyu from the opposite room were already waiting at her door.

"Master, what are our plans for today?" Si Nian asked.

"Let's go and take a look." Mu Qin waved her whisk and said calmly.

When you first enter the Buddhist city, don't act too hastily.

First understand the situation in the city, and then search for the classics of Jiuxiang Temple step by step.

The biggest obstacle should be the monks here. It is obvious that all the scriptures of Jiuxiang Temple have been occupied by the monks here.

It would be fine if these monks were sincere in their devotion to Buddhism. Although she had personal grudges against Jiuxiang Temple, she always acknowledged that Jiuxiang Temple was a reputable and upright sect.

This is actually beneficial to her. The wisdom of mortals is infinite. If she can communicate with the monk who has studied the scriptures of Jiuxiang Temple, her understanding will be deepened a lot.

I'm afraid they'll occupy the toilet without doing anything...

The three of them left the inn and walked towards South Street.

It is rumored that a saint was born there.

en route.

Si Nian happened to meet the figure in black clothes and the black and white mask on his face again.

She hesitated for a moment, wrapped a wisp of incense on her fingertips, and pointed at the mask.

There was a snap.

The black and white mask was knocked away.

Finally, the face that she had been curious about for a long time appeared. For some reason, her heart beat faster.

Mu Qin also looked over.

Then, his eyes were complicated, as if he was relieved, but also a little disappointed.

Under the mask is a handsome face.

The delicate skin and tender flesh give people a very tender feeling.

The man hurriedly picked up the mask and put it back on.

He noticed that there were two beautiful women looking at him not far away, and he was delighted, thinking that it must be this outfit that attracted some romantic interests to him.

He took a few steps forward, bowed politely, and said, "Ladies, my name is Su Yun. I just arrived in Focheng yesterday and settled down at the Yuanlai Inn."

"I think the two girls and I are destined to be together, can we..."

"Ahem." Li Tianyu, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

He first glanced at Si Nian.

Seeing that there was no fluctuation in the other person's eyes, this person did not seem to be an acquaintance.

So he took a step forward and stood in front of the man, "Friend, these two girls are busy, please go back."

“Uh…” The man who called himself Su Yun was stunned. Although he was also tall, his aura was much weaker. Even with the help of this expensive clothing and accessories, he was defeated after just one encounter.

He said awkwardly, "Okay."

Then he left in disgrace.

"Don't do that next time." Mu Qin scolded lightly without even turning her head.

Si Nian nodded quickly, knowing that he was wrong.

Yesterday's fluctuating emotions gradually calmed down.

Right.

The world is so big, how is it possible that we meet here?

It’s better not to meet...at least I don’t have to think too much.

Si Nian's thoughts gradually calmed down.

At this time, South Street was almost here.

Mu Qin remembered that she had not had breakfast yet, so she asked Li Tianyu to go to the street to see if there were any desserts such as wine cakes for sale.

I looked in several stores, but none of them had it. The only thing you can buy in this Buddhist city is something called "Ku Cao Cake".

Along the way, I found that the transactions in Buddha City were very primitive, and the entertainment level was far inferior to that of the Lingtian Dynasty. The food was monotonous, the clothing was monotonous... It was not a place to live for a long time.

He just swallowed the bitter grass cake.

Li Tianyu frowned and secretly made up his mind to never eat a single bite of food in Buddha City again. It was really hard to swallow and was not food for human beings.

The group walked towards the saint's birthplace.

It is a dilapidated thatched house.

There were a lot of people gathered around, it was very lively, and it seemed that all the thirteen orthodox temples had come.

The three of them saw a man wearing black brocade clothes with cloud patterns and a black and white mask on his face.

But this time, no one's gaze lingered.

……

A saint is born.

It seems to be a very solemn matter in Focheng.

South Street was blocked by crowds early on.

Li Changxiao followed the four monks and came here to watch the fun.

Zhang Dao Ke and the other nine other wanderers who were accompanying him changed their clothes, blended into the crowd, and remained vigilant at all times.

The four monks looked envious.

How great it would be if I were also a saint sent from heaven.

The foolish woman on South Street had a high fever when she was a child, which damaged her brain. She is still alive today thanks to her elderly father, who goes to the grassland outside the city of Buddha every morning to collect bitter herbs and make "bitter herb cakes" to sell.

Because there was no monk in the family, his status was very low.

The foolish woman was no longer young, but she was a fool. Her father was too old to discipline her and could only let her play nearby.

As a result, she inexplicably became pregnant with an unknown child, and she herself didn't even know what pregnancy was.

The poor old father had nowhere to complain, and even though he felt uncomfortable, he still endured it in the end.

Every morning and evening, I keep thinking, how great it would be to give birth to a saint.

unexpectedly.

Wishes come true.

She really gave birth to a child with the appearance of a saint.

Early in the morning.

The abbots and head monks of thirteen temples came to this dilapidated thatched hut.

The abbots of the three temples, Changxiang Temple, Luji Temple and Qizong Temple, knelt in the front, chanting scriptures and performing rituals to baptize the future "saint".

The abbots and head monks of the other ten temples stood in two rows, moving back in order to watch the ceremony.

Because the thatched hut was not big and could not accommodate too many people, the abbot and the monk stood outside the hut, looking inside with their heads tilted.

This practice lasted for a long time.

When it's near the end.

Everyone was driven out of the thatched huts, leaving only the abbots of the three leading temples.

They slammed the door shut.

Li Changxiao didn't understand either, so he asked the fourth monk which step he had reached.

The fourth monk said that this was the final step to decide which temple the saint would go to for further study and research on Buddhism.

The fourth monk said curiously, "The Buddha's teachings cannot be heard. I am really curious about how the abbots of the three temples compete for the saint."

Upon hearing this, Li Changxiao looked hard into the house.

It was dark inside.

Can't see clearly.

He looked around and saw no trace of Mu Qin and others.

So, he secretly turned a wisp of spiritual energy and channeled it into his eyes.

Because the spiritual energy only circulated within the body, and Li Changxiao deliberately concealed it, the outside world could not detect any trace of it.

Li Changxiao's gaze penetrated the tiny crack in the door.

The scene inside the house suddenly became clear.

I saw these three most respected monks.

The method of competing for who will end up with the saint...

It turned out to be a child's play of rock-paper-scissors.