Chapter 371: Going Alone to Qinglong Temple
In the restaurant, people were talking about it and their blood was boiling.
"Li Daoxuan from Longhu Mountain, I've heard of this name. It seems that he is a Taoist master who was personally canonized by His Majesty!"
"I've also heard of his story. It's said that he once killed a dragon in Hongzhou. He was very powerful. There are still statues of him in some places in Hongzhou!"
"Not only that, some time ago, I heard that there was a ghost in the Sishui River in Xuzhou, and it was also subdued by a Taoist priest named Li Daoxuan. In the end, he even crossed the river on a white horse, which became a legend!"
As everyone discussed, they were surprised to find that many people around them had heard of the name Li Daoxuan and knew some of his stories.
Only then did they realize that they had met a living god!
The old shopkeeper laughed out loud, very excited. He hurriedly told his clerk, "Quick, bring out all the fine wines we have in our store!"
The clerk was a little puzzled and asked, "Boss, didn't that person leave?"
The old shopkeeper laughed and said, "Didn't Master Li say that after he rescued Captain Wang, he would come here to drink three hundred cups. This event will surely be passed down through the ages!"
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Li Daoxuan left Chang'an Restaurant and just as he left Chang'an City, he saw a familiar figure.
Li Chunfeng, with his long sleeves fluttering and his hair neatly combed, stood there straight, not knowing how long he had been waiting.
Li Daoxuan felt both surprised and not surprised.
"You want to stop me?"
"yes."
Li Chunfeng answered very frankly.
"Why?"
“For the greater good.”
He looked directly at Li Daoxuan and said earnestly, "It is not yet time to go to war with the Turks."
Maha was the Turkic national teacher, and his three disciples also held high positions in the Turkic army. If they met with an unexpected accident, the Turkish army would have an excuse to march south again and drink from the Wei River. By then, it would probably be another Wei River Alliance.
"The big picture?"
Li Daoxuan laughed and said, "So, my brother can only be a discarded pawn to Your Majesty?"
"Of course not!"
Li Chunfeng said in a deep voice: "His Majesty will never sit idly by. He has already urgently dispatched 30,000 Black Armored Troops to the capital, and my senior brother will soon be out of retreat. He is in the Yang God Realm. When that time comes, we will go together to get him back!"
"How long will it take?"
Li Chunfeng lowered his eyes and said, "I don't know. It depends on when my senior brother comes out of retreat."
Li Daoxuan sneered and said, "What a fool! What if, by the time Taoist Yuan comes out of retreat, Brother Wang has already been killed, or his mind has been manipulated by evil magic and cannot be saved? What will we do then?"
Li Chunfeng remained silent.
Li Daoxuan restrained his smile, looked indifferent, and took a step to leave.
"Must I go?"
Li Chunfeng stared into his eyes, and his gaze suddenly became very calm.
"I have to go."
"Just because he's your friend?"
Li Daoxuan passed by him and asked, " Isn't that enough?"
Li Chunfeng was slightly stunned, his eyes filled with ripples.
"Wait a moment."
He turned around, stared at Li Daoxuan, and said firmly: "I will go with you."
This time it was Li Daoxuan's turn to be stunned. He asked, "Don't you want to put the overall situation first?"
Li Chunfeng said calmly: "Peace is important to the Tang Dynasty, but you are equally important to the Tang Dynasty. I must ensure that you don't die there!"
Li Daoxuan asked curiously: "How can you guarantee it?"
"If the evil Buddha attacks, I will threaten him with my life. After all, I am the Grand Historian of the Imperial Observatory. I have done some good deeds over the years and have merits. The other party will be somewhat afraid of me."
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan was moved.
Since Li Chunfeng took office as the Grand Historian, he has done many good things for the country and the people. The dragon energy magic weapon he created can slay demons and monsters, the astronomical calendar he compiled is beneficial to civil affairs and agriculture, and the improved counting algorithm has promoted economic development.
Li Daoxuan had discovered when he used his divine eye that there was a very obvious layer of golden light of merit on Li Chunfeng's body, which was why he looked at him differently.
But for the evil Buddha Maha, if he forced to death such a person with profound merits, it would be extremely difficult for him to become an immortal and overcome tribulations in the future.
It was like a thunder tribulation from an empty stomach, almost destroying the heaven and earth, with a total of eighty-one thunderbolts. If he hadn't turned into the Styx, he would have been struck to death directly!
Li Daoxuan looked surprised, as if he saw him for the first time.
He finally understood why there were so many Taoists who relied on imperial power throughout history, but few could reach the level of Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang.
Li Chunfeng looked calm, straightened his sleeves that were wrinkled by the wind, and said, "Master Li, let's go. Maha and the others are currently staying at the Qinglong Temple in Yongshou Township outside Chang'an City."
However, after taking a few steps, his body suddenly froze.
A talisman was attached to his body.
Li Daoxuan walked over, patted his shoulder, and ruffled his sleeves, laughing: "I have the magical power of transformation and master the five elements of escape. I can come and go freely even in a dangerous place. Old Li, just wait here obediently and don't cause trouble for me."
"Don't worry, the effect of the immobilization talisman can only last for a moment, and you are not Xiao Longnv, no one is greedy for your body, haha!"
After Li Daoxuan finished his teasing, he laughed loudly and transformed himself into a majestic goshawk. He flapped his wings and rushed into the sky like a sharp arrow.
Li Chunfeng stood stiffly where he was, watching Li Daoxuan leave, feeling mixed emotions.
Suddenly, a carriage came quickly and passed by him, raising a lot of dust.
In the flying dust, a figure could be vaguely seen standing with his head held high, not dodging or evading, but closing his eyes in despair ...
Chang'an County, Yongshou Township, Qinglong Temple.
This is also an ancient temple. It was first built in the second year of Kaihuang during the reign of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Jian. It gradually declined in the fourth year of Wude . After the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the Taoist ancestor Li Er was revered as the ancestor, and Taoism was advocated, and Buddhism became increasingly declining.
At this moment, the few monks in Qinglong Temple were all driven out, and the evil Buddha Maha and his disciples moved in.
This place is not in Chang'an city, so the impact of dragon energy is limited.
In a room in Qinglong Temple.
Misaluo sat cross-legged, staring at the sturdy man with iron chains on his limbs, covered with wounds, and wearing a golden hoop on his head, and said calmly: "Wang Bo, I will ask you again, are you willing to convert?"
Wang Bo spat out a mouthful of blood foam and cursed angrily: "Bah, you beast who killed my master, you want to take me as your disciple? You bastard, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself, you are worthy?"
Misaluo shook his head and said, "Your master's bones are very hard. I used the Mountain Moving Technique to hit him forty-six times before they broke. I wonder if your bones are as hard as his?"
Hearing this, Wang Bo's blood boiled and he was furious. He roared and his muscles began to grow explosively, growing black hair, as if he was about to turn into a giant ape again.
Misaluo sneered, put his palms together and began to chant scriptures.
As he chanted, the golden hoop on Wang Bo's head began to tighten suddenly, digging deep into his flesh.
Wang Bo let out a shrill scream, his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot, his body was shaking wildly, and some of the wounds that had already scabbed over burst open again, spurting out blood that gushed all over the room.
After an unknown amount of time, Misaluo stopped chanting. Wang Bo was already dying, almost covered in blood.
"Would you like to convert?"
Misallo continued to ask.
Wang Bo was no longer able to speak, but he still stubbornly spat out a mouthful of blood foam.
Misaluo was not angry, he just put his palms together and prepared to continue chanting.
However, the next moment, a burst of panicked shouting suddenly came from outside the yard.
Misalo frowned slightly. For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
At this time, a monk ran in, holding his broken arm, and said in horror: "Big...Big Brother, it's bad. A Taoist priest broke in from outside, calling himself Li Daoxuan!"
Misaluo's expression changed, and he asked, "Why don't you set up a battle formation?"
"I put it on, but it was useless. It was torn in just a moment!"
Misaluo's eyes fixed, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a scream outside the yard. Through the window, he saw many disciples falling to the ground like dumplings, screaming in agony.
A voice suddenly sounded, accompanied by a roar of thunder, filled with a heavy sense of oppression, which extinguished all the candles in the room.
"Li Daoxuan from Longhu Mountain is here. You cowards, why don't you come out and meet him?"
