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After hearing this, Yu Xian felt a little dislike for Buddhism.

He asked directly in puzzlement, "Could it be that those bronze mirrors have been under the White Horse Temple all these years? Don't people care about it?"

The God of Luoshui replied after hearing the words, "Not many people know about this matter, and some who figured out the inside story only destroyed the bronze mirror corresponding to their own position. As for other things, they must have had a game." .”

Yu Xian roughly understood.

This kind of secret act of destroying luck is originally a hidden act, so most practitioners are not aware of it at all.

Those who noticed it felt that this was an opportunity they could take advantage of.

Therefore, after breaking the bronze mirror corresponding to his own side, he turned a blind eye to others.

Yu Xian looked at Luoshen and opened his mouth.

The God of Luoshui seemed to have seen Yu Xian's thoughts, and said helplessly, "My strength is meager, so I can't do anything about them. Besides, I can't let the Luo River burst its embankment and go to fill Luoyang, right?"

Yu Xian scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked instead, "Where are Kasyapa Moten and Zhu Falan now?"

"These two people were seriously injured, they couldn't survive the passing of time, and they passed away not long after. These two guys seemed to be some big figures in Buddhism. When they died, the seven treasures appeared, golden flowers fell to the ground, and there was the sound of praise and worship .”

Yu Xian made a comparison in his heart. If the gods were only powerful ones in ancient times, then conversely, Kasyapa Moten and Zhu Falan were probably also Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Buddhist system.

Yu Xian was a little unwilling, and continued to ask, "After these two people died, did no one pay any attention to this place?"

Luoshen shook his head and said, "The rise and fall of a sect is very powerful, who dares to get involved in it? And not long after that, two more monks came. One was the original prince of Anxi Kingdom, named An Shigao, and he practiced the Hinayana Buddhism. One is an eminent monk from the Yuezhi Kingdom, called Zhilou Jiachen, who practices Mahayana Buddhism."

"These two people are unpredictable, and they are not ordinary people. After they came to Luoyang, they quietly translated scriptures and taught their disciples at the White Horse Temple. Even the Emperor Han praised them. Once they come and go, things will be delayed. Last year, Dong Zhuo burned Luoyang and left, and the White Horse Temple was also burned. An Shigao and Zhilou Jiachen were also missing, and now it seems that there may be something wrong."

When Yu Xian heard Luoshen say this, he suddenly remembered something.

"Qin Jing, a student of the Ph.D., seemed to have also received the dictation of the "Buddhist Sutra" from Yi Cun, the envoy of the King of the Dayue Clan. Later, it happened that he interpreted the dream of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty and welcomed the Buddha from the east. I don't know what happened during this process. There is no connection."

Yu Xian was thinking with his head down.

The Luoshui Goddess suddenly felt something, and said nervously, "She's back, I have to go."

"What?" Yu Xian didn't react for a moment.

Then, Luoshen was seen turning into smoke and slowly disappearing above Luoshui.

Yu Xian came back to his senses, and if he realized something, he immediately left his dream.

Not long after opening his eyes, he saw Qing Qingzi approaching and landing on the boat.

Yu Xianhe couldn't help sighing as his thoughts were confirmed.

As expected of the military power of Heming Taoist Palace, even the God of Luoshui is afraid of her.

But this also reminded Yu Xian that when the title of Luoshen was transferred, he had to try to avoid Qingqingzi's sight.

Qingqingzi came back and meditated cross-legged as usual.

However, it seemed that I was a little impatient to wait, so I asked one more question this time, "Did you find anything at night?"

Yu Xian was worried and didn't know what to say to Qing Qingzi.

Seeing this question, I just took advantage of the situation and said, "There was no movement at night. But my disciple has some plans. Since it is the Buddha's Tribulation, why don't we go directly to the White Horse Temple to have a look. I just remembered some things from before..."

As he spoke, Yu Xian modified what he heard from Luoshen and told Qing Qingzi.

Qingqingzi shook his head and said, "No need. The person who should be robbed has not arrived, so what I do is wrong, so let's wait."

Seeing that Qing Qingzi couldn't make sense, Yu Xian secretly thought whether he should find a chance to steal one or two of the bronze mirror back.

Since Heming Taoist Palace let him do things, there should still be some freedom.

However, Buddhism is not easy to provoke, and Qingqingzi dare not be robbed easily, there may be a fight at that time.

You should still prepare early.

Yu Xian opened his mouth wide and spit out Jia Julao's Shijue copper stove, cleaned it with water plants in Luoshui, and then continued to fish in the water with magical techniques.

This time, as soon as the net-shaped aquatic plants moved, many big fish over a foot long rushed to jump into the net made of aquatic plants.

Yu Xian couldn't help but smile on his face.

Then he took clean water from the river and slowly lit the copper stove.

When the fragrance came out from the copper stove, Yu Xian was about to invite Qing Qingzi to eat with him, but Qing Qingzi stood up and looked towards the upper reaches of the Luo River.

A small boat slowly appeared there.

Yu Xian glanced at it, and said casually, "Fairy Qing, don't bother with them. They also came here yesterday, and it seems that they came to inquire about our progress."

After Yu Xian finished speaking, the boat didn't leave as wisely as yesterday, but rowed closer.

Yu Xian couldn't hold back, he stood up and shouted loudly, "Differences in the way do not conspire with each other, why do you bother to make fun of yourself?"

As if afraid of misjudging the situation, the boat stopped far away.

Then, a letter was thrown out of the cabin.

The letter was spinning rapidly and flew towards the bamboo raft.

Seeing that Qing Qingzi didn't respond, Yu Xian stepped forward and opened his palm, letting the letter fall into his palm.

The letterhead is thin, and there seems to be nothing inside.

Yu Xian's gaze dropped to the envelope.

On the top are three neat words, "Zhong Yuanchang."

Yu Xian's expression changed immediately.

Isn't this the secret method of Confucianism that overshadowed Zhang Lu in the first place—seeing words as faces!

As if touched by Yu Xian's gaze, the envelope slowly shimmered.

Then a nearly transparent human figure manifested, standing on top of the envelope.

The human form was a refined middle-aged man, and when he appeared, he smiled and said to Qing Qingzi, "Differences in Taoism do not conspire with each other, that's true! But if it's about my Confucianism, should Fairy Qing stay away?"

Qingqingzi reacted quickly, frowning and asked coldly, "The person who should be robbed is here?"

Zhong Yuanchang smiled and said, "That's right, the person here is Ruo Rong, Xiang Rong of the Xiapi Kingdom. He is a member of our Confucian school and an official of the imperial court. If it is according to the agreement between your two families, this matter may be inconvenient." Intervene."

"Zuo Rong?!" Yu Xian suddenly realized after hearing the name.

It was him.

After hearing Zhong Yao's words, Qing Qingzi laughed lightly, "It's really shameless. Since it's a Buddha calamity, the ones who came are naturally Buddhist disciples. What does it have to do with your Confucianism?"

Zhong Yao's face didn't change when he heard this, and he smiled again, "This person is still the official of the imperial court, but the Prime Minister of the Two Thousand Stones of the Xiapi Kingdom. Could it be that the Taoist sect also has to intervene in the affairs of the court?"

Saying this, his eyes sharpened a little.

Qingqingzi glanced sideways, glanced at Yu Xian, and said lightly, "Oh, you are not the only Confucian who has two thousand shi court officials. This time is a calamity or fate, you have to try it."