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Her clear, crisp voice broke the oppressive atmosphere in the room.
Wei Changxuan frowned slightly, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes:
"A Buddhist conference? This is indeed strange."
A Buddhist conference that attracted eminent monks from all over to gather in Kyoto is probably not a simple matter.
It seems we need to send someone to investigate and find out the true purpose of this conference and the forces behind it.
Chapter 229 Dharma Conference!
On the morning of the third day after returning to Kyoto, the sky was just breaking, the first light of dawn was breaking, and the horizon was turning a pale white as soft light gradually spread across the earth.
Dressed in black, Wei Changxuan stood tall and straight in the training ground in the backyard of the mansion.
A gentle breeze blew by, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, like a freehand ink painting.
He brandished his longsword in the morning light, tracing silver streaks, each swing accompanied by a slight whistling sound.
His movements appeared slow, each move graceful and elegant, as if he were meticulously sculpting a work of art.
However, it contains astonishing power, as if this long sword could cut through all obstacles in the world.
The trees beside the training ground trembled slightly with the air currents created by his swordplay.
This further highlights his composure and unfathomable nature, as if he were one with the world, and every move he made carried immense power.
At this moment, the dragon energy within the Earth Book seemed like a living, breathing creature, trembling gently.
It resonated strangely with the energy within Wei Changxuan's body.
The subtle wisps of energy resonated with each other, as if engaged in a silent yet mysterious dialogue.
It was an indescribable tacit understanding, as if the dragon's energy was telling him ancient secrets, and he was trying to explore the deeper power within it.
"Young Master." A soft voice drifted from behind Wei Changxuan, like a gentle breeze in spring, carrying just the right amount of tenderness.
It unconsciously made people feel a little more relaxed. The newcomer was Mu Nanzhi. She moved with light steps, her figure graceful, and she steadily held a cup of hot tea in her hands.
Wisps of steam rose up, adding a touch of warmth and life to the chilly morning.
"You have been practicing for two hours."
Her words carried a hint of heartache and concern, her gaze gently fixed on Wei Changxuan's tall, straight back, filled with worry.
Upon hearing this, Wei Changxuan slowly sheathed his sword, his movements fluid and natural, as if the sword and scabbard were one and never separated.
He turned around, reached out and took the teacup; the steam from the tea rose freely in the chilly morning air.
The blurring of his deep-set eyes added a touch of mystery to him.
"Thank you." He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice deep and magnetic, as if carrying the charm of years.
He then took a small sip, but the warmth of the hot tea did not ease his furrowed brows in the slightest.
"Nanzhi, have you ever heard of the Bodhisattva Guangxian and the Bodhisattva Liuli?"
Asking for flowers
He raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the rising steam, and looked directly at Mu Nanzhi, his eyes filled with inquiry.
Upon hearing this, Mu Nanzhi tilted her head slightly, pondered seriously for a moment, and her eyes revealed intelligence and agility.
"They are two eminent monks from the Western Regions. They are said to be highly proficient in Buddhism and are well-respected among the nobles of the capital."
Why did you suddenly ask that, young master?
Her eyes were full of doubt, wondering what had prompted the young master to suddenly mention these two eminent monks.
In her view, these two eminent monks seemed to have nothing to do with their daily affairs.
“Yesterday, Master Hengyuan told me that this Buddhist conference was hosted by the two of them.”
Wei Changxuan's gaze turned to the distance, his eyes becoming deep and sharp, as if trying to pierce through layers of mist and see through the secrets hidden behind it.
"I always felt that things weren't that simple."
Why did two eminent monks from the Western Regions suddenly hold such a grand Dharma assembly in Kyoto?
Moreover, the timing was precisely after we returned to the capital with the dragon's aura.
His words were full of doubt, and his tone became serious.
He seemed to have already sensed a conspiracy; his years of experience in the martial world had given him a keen intuition for danger.
Chapter 230 Bodhisattvas Compete for Dragon's Qi!
A hint of worry flashed in Mu Nanzhi's eyes: "Young Master suspects..."
“That’s right.” Wei Changxuan nodded, his expression resolute. “I suspect that this so-called Buddhist Dharma Assembly is actually after the dragon energy.”
at this time.
A series of hurried footsteps interrupted their conversation.
Jing Ni strode over, her black outfit highlighting her agile figure, her every move exuding competence.
The expression beneath the veil was serious, and her eyes revealed vigilance.
Young Master "Six-Five-Seven," Yan Lingji discovered a suspicious temple in the south of the city. It was heavily guarded, with warrior monks patrolling day and night, unlike an ordinary Buddhist temple.
A glint of light flashed in Wei Changxuan's eyes: "Lead the way."
Half an hour later, Wei Changxuan, Mu Nanzhi, Jing Ni, and Yan Lingji were hiding in the woods not far from the temple.
The dense foliage concealed their figures, and the four of them held their breath, their eyes fixed on the mysterious temple.
The temple walls were high, the gates were tightly closed, and the warrior monks standing at the entrance were upright and dignified.
His eyes scanned the surroundings warily, the atmosphere oppressive and mysterious, as if hiding an unknown secret.
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The temple before me was resplendent in gold and jade, its glazed tiles on the eaves and brackets gleaming dazzlingly in the sunlight.
Wisps of incense smoke rose from the incense burner, swirling and curling upwards.
At first glance, it is indeed a solemn and majestic Buddhist site, inspiring awe in people.
However, Wei Changxuan's keen eyes noticed those subtle anomalies.
Around the temple, the warrior monks patrolled along routes so tight they bordered on military discipline; their steps were steady and powerful.
Every step he took landed with tremendous force, and every gesture exuded the aura of a trained martial artist; this was definitely not the standard of a guard in an ordinary temple.
"I infiltrated to investigate last night," Yan Lingji said in a low voice.
Her signature long red hair swayed slightly in the wind, as dazzling as a burning flame.
"A secret chamber was discovered underground in the temple, but the guards were too tight to get close."
She frowned slightly, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes, clearly regretting that she hadn't been able to further investigate the secret chamber.
Wei Changxuan pondered for a moment, his eyes deep and calm.
It was as if he was rapidly analyzing all the possibilities in his mind.
"Jing Ni, you have the best lightness skill. Go investigate again with Yan Ling Ji tonight. Remember, just confirm if there is anything unusual, and don't alert them."
His voice was deep and firm, each word carrying an unquestionable authority.
Jing Ni nodded, a determined glint in her eyes:
"Yes, sir." Her eyes revealed a resolute determination, as if she would not back down no matter what danger she faced.
That night, the moonlight was as clear as water, and the silvery moonlight shone on the earth, shrouding the whole world in a veil of mystery.
Jingni, like a black shadow, gracefully swept across the high walls of the temple, her movements swift and silent.
Yan Lingji transformed into a wisp of flame and followed closely behind. Her figure appeared and disappeared in the moonlight, like a ghost.
The two worked in perfect harmony, moving freely through the darkness and skillfully avoiding wave after wave of patrolling monks.
They quietly slipped deeper into the temple.
"This way," Jing Ni whispered, her voice as gentle as a breeze.
Her finger pointed to a seemingly ordinary monk's quarters.
With her keen senses of 4.8, she noticed a slight tremor in the ground.
It's as if some enormous secret is slowly awakening deep underground; clearly, there's a hidden world beneath the surface.
Just as the two were preparing to investigate further, footsteps came from a distance.
Jing Ni reacted quickly, immediately reaching out to grab Yan Ling Ji, and the two instantly disappeared into the shadows nearby.
Two monks, clad in magnificent robes, slowly approached; they were none other than the Bodhisattva Guangxian and the Bodhisattva Liuli.
Chapter 231 Stirring up the enemy!
"Everything is ready." The voice of the Bodhisattva Guangxian was low and cold.
His appearance was completely different from his solemn and dignified demeanor during the day; it was as if the person standing here now was a schemer hiding beneath the veneer of Buddhism.
"Three days later, the 371st and 729th Buddhist Assembly will be held. When the powerful and influential from each of the 119 directions gather, that will be the time for us to take action."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible hint of sinister intent flashing within them.
The Lapis Lazuli Bodhisattva chuckled softly, a hint of cunning and smugness in her smile.
"Don't worry, senior brother, I've already ordered people to spread bewitching incense around the venue."
At that time, everyone will be trapped in an illusion, at our mercy.
If Wei Changxuan dares to come, we can deal with him all at once and seize the dragon energy.
His tone was full of confidence, as if everything was under his control.
"The dragon energy belongs to us, and the blame will fall on those foolish Central Plains martial artists."
A greedy glint flashed in the eyes of Bodhisattva Guangxian, as if he could already see the scene of the world descending into chaos once the dragon's energy was obtained.
"When the world is in chaos, it will be a great opportunity for our Buddhist sect from the Western Regions to move eastward."
His voice revealed an ambitious air, as if he wanted to bring the entire Central Plains under the rule of the Western Regions Buddhism.
Jingni and Yanlingji exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.