The next day.
The sky was clear and white, but a gloomy feeling lingered in the southern sky. Qing Yu looked out with his eyes, and even the Heavenly Son’s Qi Watching Technique could not see what was going on.
“The aura is heavy and gloomy, with the momentum of crushing the sky. Qing Yu looked at that aura and said softly.
This aura was incomparably dense, not to mention people like Qing Yu who were skilled at looking at qi, even ordinary martial artists above the Divine Origin realm could vaguely detect the powerful threat of that aura.
If they were at the True Dan realm, they would not even dare to go near that aura, fearing to avoid it.
The more profoundly powerful one was, the more one felt the fearfulness of it.
“The Qi is certainly thick, but within it is a fierce collision and turbulence. This should be a strong person fighting. But if there are strong people like this fighting, I shouldn’t be unaware of it.”
If someone was really fighting, with Qing Yu’s qi reading skills, he would have been able to tell immediately which direction the battle was taking place.
But now, there was only a tangle of qi, but no battle at all.
“It’s really unbelievable.”
Qing Yu shook his head without saying anything, and turned to look at the magnificent temple not far away.
To be able to build such a splendid temple not far from the divine capital in just a year’s time, one had to say that the Zen monks had a knack for it.
The temple in front of him is one of the few large temples in Yanzhou, and the Great Zen Temple has put a lot of effort into it, considering that it is the capital of the Northern Zhou.
“There are quite a few people here.”
Qing Yu stood for a moment and saw hundreds of people coming in and out. The preaching of the Buddhist sect here was going surprisingly well.
“It’s a pity that the form is so good, but why is it so restless?”
Qing Yu flicked his duster and broke away from the state of Harmony of Light and Dust and walked towards Pushan Temple.
As soon as he broke away from the dust of harmony and light, Qing Yu’s figure was naturally observed by the crowd. The white haired Taoist dressed as a Daoist made the incense-goers point and wonder.
A Taoist monk in a monk’s nest was an interesting sight to behold.
In a few steps, Qing Yu was able to walk to the main gate of the temple as if he had shrunk to an inch.
“Amitabha Buddha, this Taoist monk, this is a place of Buddhist purity, may I ask why the Taoist monk is here?” The two monks watching the door chanted the Buddha’s hymn and stood in the middle of the door, stopping Qing Yu’s pace.
“A place of purity?” Qing Yu laughed lightly and looked around at the people coming and going, “This place is not clean at all. The streets of the divine capital aren’t necessarily as busy as this place.”
At that moment, more people gradually gathered around. After all, it was human nature to watch the fun, and it couldn’t be erased in any way. In just a little time, at least nearly a hundred people had come over to watch.
”Looking at these incense-bearers, they are basically ordinary people, or ordinary wealthy families, but there are no sons of the world, and powerful people coming over to offer incense, so count on them to be sensible.” Qing Yu nodded as he looked around and saw that there were no people of sufficient weight among them.
When Yi Qianshan rebelled before, there were people from the Buddhist sect involved. It was only a short time ago that the incident took place, so if there were people in the know now who were in cahoots with the Buddhists, they would be asking for death.
As soon as the two visiting monks heard Qing Yu’s words, they knew that Qing Yu had come to pick a fight. Immediately, the visiting monk on the left said in a deep voice, “Daoist Master, although my Buddhist sect has opened its doors to welcome believers from all directions, it does not welcome evil guests. Daoist Master, please go back.”
“This young master, you have said something wrong,” said Qing Yu in a harmonious voice, “I have not come here to be an evil guest. On the contrary, I have come to eradicate evil from your Buddhist sect and return it to purity.”
“What nonsense, we are all proficient in Buddhist teachings, so there is no such thing as a traitorous and evil person!” The knowing monk on the left immediately shouted, “Daoist Master, if you don’t leave, I don’t blame the monk for being ungracious.”
I could see that this Knowing Monk on the left had quite a lot of guts and he had been the one to speak. He might be the leader of the two men watching the door, or ——
The knowing monk on the right was weak-minded.
“It seems that this young master knows the poor Tao.”
The eyes that seemed to see through people’s hearts looked at the silent Zhi Zhi monk on the right, and Qing Yu had an inexplicable smile on his face, “You are really bold enough to let a rebel come to see the door. What, is this an attempt to demonstrate to the imperial court?”
At these words, the shaking of the body of the knowing monk on the right became more and more pronounced, and cold sweat dripped out, instantly soaking a large part of his monk’s clothes.
As early as before, Qing Yu could already tell that the true qi route in the body of this cold-sweating monk was the “Xin Xin Qi Gong” of Xin Xin Temple, a real remnant of Xin Xin Temple.
The Zen monk was also arrogant enough to put a wanted rebel from the Northern Zhou court in plain sight to watch the door in front of a large public.
“Senior Brother!” The knowing monk on the left saw that monk from Xinxin Temple trembling like a sieve, so he couldn’t help but step forward and shield him behind him.
“Demon — demon ——” A thin, mosquito-biting voice came from behind him.
“Senior brother, what are you talking about?”
“—— demon dao.” The monk who was being protected behind him did not know what was happening to him, but ever since he recognized the identity of the demon dao, an endless fear had come up from his heart, and he could not stop it even if he wanted to.
Now, after saying the word “demon path” in full, a sense of relief came over the monk’s heart and a warm sensation came from his lower body.
“Are you a demon?” The monk on the left shouted.
“You can’t say that, little master,” Qing Yu said lightly, curbing his smile, “compared to these rebellious demon monks, the poor Taoist is a first-cla*s master of the Way.”
Qing Yu suddenly gathered his true qi and his clear and majestic voice spread throughout the whole Pu Shan Temple, “I am Qing Yu, the Qintian Supervisor, who is here today by order of His Majesty to arrest the rebels.
As soon as the words were spoken, an aura shot up into the sky from within the Pu Shan Temple, and an imposing figure, breaking through the air, landed on the inner side of the gate in the blink of an eye.
Xinhui.
Qing Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, ‘This monk, isn’t really only practising Luohan Fist.’
It should be said that Xinhui might only practice one Luohan Fist, but he had an extremely deep understanding of the true meaning of Luohan. This kind of deep penetration was not something that could be developed by practising an introductory martial art with a single mind.
”I can’t tell, he looks so big and thick, but he is actually a good learning monk.”
From what Qing Yu could see with his eyes, Xin Hui’s head contained the inner light of Buddha, with the shadow of the Eighteen Luohan hidden behind his head, followed by countless more Buddhist shadows hidden deep behind.
What Xin Hui was practising must have been the ‘Arahan divine kung fu’ of the Great Zen Temple, and he had already trained this martial art to its highest level, having developed the ‘Five Hundred Luohan Phases’.
