"According to the saying that the Supervisor and Guard Office is the emperor's personal army, is it because he came to persuade his master to participate in this matter?" Yuan Xing's words were full of worry and asked again, "What is his attitude?"

"My master said this is inappropriate, and the consequences of being forced to go against the will of heaven are unpredictable. And the Grand Chief Bai is a close minister of the late emperor, and his reaction is somewhat subtle." Yuanfa just shook his head: "There are always some people in the court. No matter how strong the emperor is today, they cannot ignore the minister's objection. There will be a battle in the court in the future." After that, he sighed deeply.

"Isn't this a matter of nothing to find trouble?" Yuan Xing muttered. He understood history and the emperor's wish would definitely not be successful. Otherwise, how could Da Yong have been able to maintain peace for more than 600 years?

As a practitioner, the stronger the spiritual energy in the world, the better. However, he has been to the Dali Dynasty and the danger of the country's destruction and the danger of the extermination of the seeds, Jin Cicada can easily retell these words, but if you carefully understand it, what is the weight? What if it is true as he guessed, the so-called resurrection of spiritual energy is accompanied by the invasion of the demon world, how long can Dayong resist? How many people will die innocently?

After the eldest brother left, Yuanxing had no intention of reading books. He walked to bed early, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

"Jinchan, did you send me here just to solve this problem?" he asked in his heart.

"At that time, there was only one world to choose from, and no mission appeared, so I didn't know anything." After a long silence, Jin Chan gave the answer.

"If I did nothing, would history change?" Yuan Xing asked again.

"It depends on whether you are in the game. However, although you are a Buddhist, your strength is really pitifully low and you don't have a prominent identity. I think you are not an important person. Maybe..." Jin Chan comforted: "It's almost the same with you or not."

Yuan Xing's face looked a little better. The other party defamed him so much that he was worthless, but at this time he was not dissatisfied because the final result was good.

After thinking about it carefully, Jin Chan said it very well, so she let go of her worries for the time being, lay down again, and fell asleep quickly.

After the morning class the next day, the monks gathered together and began to discuss going to Beijing.

The master must go, the eldest brother wants to get along with him, and the second brother Yuanchen has an idea? He is ready to visit his mother. The two disciples of the robe and bowl must also accompany him.

As for fate? Master Fu Guang felt that he had been wandering outside for ten years and did not need to go to the world to experience it anymore? I wanted to keep him in the temple for a meditation practice.

But at the strong request of the new abbot, I still let go.

"At least you can be a guard." This is what the eldest brother told the master at that time.

"The capital city is strange, anything can happen? I will definitely be very busy with my uncle's side. Yuanchen and the younger generation cannot take care of you? You are already a top expert in the world? You will be less trouble staying by your side." On the way down the mountain, the eldest brother secretly pulled Yuanxing aside and comforted him quietly, fearing that his previous words would hurt his junior brother's heart.

It doesn’t matter if the fate is gone? Just guard it? It doesn’t matter if you say it’s a thug. The journey to the capital is unpredictable, and the water inside is very mixed. If you don’t watch it with your own eyes, you’re really worried.

There are six people leaving Tianchan Temple at once, almost half of them? They also include the former and current abbots. How can they be taken lightly?

So except for the third uncle who stayed to visit the family, the other monks came to see him and sent them directly to the village at the foot of the mountain.

Where? The ox cart prepared by the disciples had already stopped.

But just as everyone was farewell, the old monk Fuguang suddenly suggested: "Why don't you divide the troops into two groups? One light and one dark? I think it will be safer."

"It makes sense." Everyone felt it was reasonable.

Fu Guang pointed to the fate and walked: "You? You are not allowed to take a boat, just walk."

"Affect the order. But I don't know the way." Yuan Xing didn't care how to get to the capital, but I still have to mention the difficulties.

"Does your mouth only know how to eat?" Fuguang looked at him with a sad face and immediately glared at him: "It's never wrong to go north all the way."

"The ox cart is bumpy. If I am a few years younger, I will walk. Unfortunately, my health is not good and my teeth are gone. I am so old. Yuanxing, this is also a practice. You have to seize the opportunity." The uncle, who was supported on the ox cart, suddenly spoke and sighed at Yuanxing.

Yuan Xing glanced at him with a resentful look. The pickled radish yesterday was dry and hard, so I didn’t see you eating less?

He smacked his lips, and he was embarrassed to tell the unlucky thing that he could not distinguish between east, west, south and north, so he could only nod and respond.

Seeing that the master no longer paying attention to him, but talked to the abbot, he secretly pulled the senior brother aside and asked in a low voice: "Once you enter Beijing, you know that my junior brother is not a single person. How can you hide your identity? Besides, when you talk about your name, will we still be connected together?"

"It's enough to live in a simple way. The generation of this temple is ordinary in the north. Many of the well-known monks in the world are from the Yuan generation, which is okay." Yuanfa lowered his head and thought about it before saying, "As for the people who know your identity, I will find a way to deal with it after entering the capital."

"But if you can't take a boat, I don't know when it will delay your business?" Yuan Xing calculated based on his memory. There was a small thousand miles from Wutou Mountain to Beijing, that is, more than 400 or less than 500 kilometers. If it were modern, it might not take half a day, and it would take four or five hours to arrive. But in ancient times, it would take more than ten or twenty days to walk and climb mountains.

"Junior brother is too worried." Yuanfa's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he waved his hand and smiled: "This time, the master will not enter Beijing directly, but will visit fellow practitioners along the way to create power. It will definitely not be fast. It is roughly estimated that one and a half months will be fast. Not only can you not be fast, but you should also pay attention to the speed. It cannot be too fast. How can you enter Beijing one after another?"

If the fate is clear, there is nothing to say. I can only walk north alone.

However, Yuanfa suddenly pulled his sleeve again and said, "Appoint a junior for you. My junior brother has plenty of time, so I will teach you well along the way."

Yuan Xing was slightly stunned, then turned his face to the direction of the ox cart with his senior brother, looked at Shanguo who was covering the old monk's blanket, and then looked at Shanming who was standing aside and seemed silly...

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The troops were divided into two groups, and Shanguo drove the ox cart. Yuanfa and Yuanchen followed him from the side, and the group rushed to the direction of the dock first.

The fate of the world will be turned into another official path with Shanming Xiaoxiaomi.

When he reached the place where no one was left, Yuan Xing looked back at Shanming, who seemed very excited, and couldn't help asking: "It will be very hard to walk north, why are you so happy?"

"Six years after my disciple entered the mountain, this is the first time I went out to walk. Monks are not afraid of suffering. What's more,..." Shanming carried his luggage and smiled on his face: "It's also a pleasure to be able to practice with his uncle."

"Oh?" Yuan Xing stopped and looked at him unexpectedly: "What do you say?"

"You can be said to have grown up by listening to the story of your uncle. The stories you told your senior brothers are still circulating among your disciples. The senior brother also talked about the old story of going north to Liaodong with you when you were a novice monk." Shanming pointed his little head.

"How did Shanguo say it?" Yuan Xing shook his head funny and asked again: "Did he talk about the things he was beaten when he recited the scriptures?"

"Ah? And, what's going on?" Shanming's smile stopped and he murmured: "The eldest brother only said that his uncle is funny and has a wide range of friends. He has no worries about flowers along the way. Not only can he hear stories but also candy."

Yuanxing was speechless. Shanguo, the one who was very proud of his face, must have no nerve to talk about his embarrassment. However, when it comes to eating candy, he suddenly realized a very serious problem. He had no money and turned his eyes on Shanming, but he didn't look like he had brought money.

With a long sigh, he put down his backpack and began to rummage.

Shanming watched curiously as he pulled out a monk's robe with a patch from his bag, replaced the brand new robe on his body, and carefully folded it with the robe and put it back in the bag.

"Uncle Master, this is..." He scratched his bald head and asked.

"Come on, Uncle Master will teach you how to bet on alms later." Yuan Xing looked at the little novice monk in front of him with pity. The silly boy. Uncle Master will teach you by words and deeds today, telling you the truth that hearing is false and seeing is true...

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Yuanxing and the others did not go north directly, but turned to the east and inquired all the way to Lijia Village.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, Yuanxing and the others took out the tiled bowl they carried and put it in their hands. Then they were not busy begging for alms, but searched based on their memory.

At this time, the spring plowing had not yet begun, the weather was still cold, and pedestrians were not seen on the street at noon.

After carefully identifying it, Yuan Xing found the Wen family that he had been to last year.

"Bang bang bang" knocked on the door.

"Who?" A female voice came out.

"I am a monk who is passing by..." Yuan Xing said loudly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of his body inside.

"My man is not here, so it is not convenient to open the door. Master should go to another house."

"Amitabha, I'm disturbing." Yuan Xing sighed, took two steps back, and looked at the courtyard in a narrow view, without finding any abnormalities.

After thinking about it, he handed the tiled bowl to Shanming. After tidying up his clothes, he clasped his hands solemnly, stood outside the door and recited a long passage. After a long time, he left with a little novice monk full of confusion.

He knocked on the doors of several more houses and finally asked for two steamed buns. They arrived at the river outside the village and found a big tree to sit cross-legged and have lunch.

After using the meal, the two of them squatted by the water to clean the tiles and bowls. Shanming still couldn't help but ask, "The first family has not given offerings just now, why does the Master still recite the scriptures of praying for blessings?"

"The will of heaven is like a furnace, and cause and effect are difficult to measure. The deep Buddha's fate does not require giving and offering. In the future, you will understand why you did this today." Yuan Xing just shook his head, got up and threw the water stains in the tiled bowl dry, and put them back in his bag.

"Let's go, the road to Beijing is still far away." He smiled softly and took the lead in stepping towards Guan Dao.

Shanming scratched his head, seeing that he had no intention of explaining, he could only follow quickly.
Chapter completed!