It was different from Xuankong Temple, East King Valley, and Diaohai Tower, which were almost independent and had equal relations with the surrounding countries.
The Withered Yard had been in Qi's territory since it was built.
Ever since Emperor Wu of Qi restored the country and suppressed the world. The Withered Yard was like all the other sects in Qi. It was controlled by the Qi court and acted according to orders.
But the difference was that the Withered Yard was much more powerful than the other sects.
In Qi's territory, there was even a trend of Buddhism being the dominant sect.
The Withered Yard's power was intertwined and spread to all levels.
Jiang Wuliang, the Crown Prince of Qi, was devoted to Buddhism. Other than his faith, it was also because he relied on the Withered Yard's power.
Was Emperor Qi really unhappy with Jiang Wuliang's devotion to Buddhism just because he was unhappy with the Shi Family? Wasn't it because he was afraid of this power?
The reason why Jiang Wuliang was able to delay the Crown Prince's position for five years after the Battle of Qi and Xia had been proven wrong was because Emperor Qi removed him.
Of course, it wasn't because Emperor Qi was merciful, but because Jiang Wuliang had the power to resist Emperor Qi for a while.
The power of the entire Withered Yard was actually used by Jiang Wuliang.
Back then, the political conflict between those who supported peace and those who supported war was actually a power struggle behind the scenes. Some people even saw it as Crown Prince Jiang Wuliang's first direct challenge to the Emperor's power.
And the result …
Jiang Wuliang was removed and the Withered Yard was razed. All the core books were burned, the core monks were killed, and the ordinary monks were forced to return to the secular world.
A generation of Buddhist sects vanished like smoke.
The Withered Yard was located in the ruins of Linzi West City. In the past, it was prosperous, but now it was in ruins.
Perhaps they were afraid of something, or perhaps they felt that something was wrong. Linzi City was so big, but no one had any ideas about this piece of land in all these years, so it was left to be abandoned.
Twenty-five years had passed, and many storms had passed.
Linzi West City didn't have a curfew, and there were many places to drink until dawn.
But the ruins of the Withered Yard were quiet.
Many people didn't even dare to come here during the day, let alone at night.
Rumor had it that there were monks chanting scriptures here at night. It was said that the monks who were killed by a fire were resentful and their souls turned into ghosts and lingered here.
Cultivators like Jiang Wang didn't believe that.
It wasn't that he didn't believe that there were any resentful ghosts or spirits, but he didn't believe that there were any resentful ghosts or spirits that could exist under Qi Ting's nose.
No matter how many souls there were, they would all be scattered. What hundred-year-old resentful ghosts and thousand-year-old resentful spirits? They were all useless.
When they were alive, they were razed to the ground by Emperor Qi's order. Even if their souls did not dissipate after they died, and they all converted to Shen Dao, to Emperor Qi, it was only a matter of issuing another order.
The main temple of the Withered Yard in Linzi did not occupy a large area and was not much different from an ordinary Buddhist temple.
To a large extent, its strength was built on the branches that had been opened almost everywhere in Qi City. Of course, most of those places were no longer in ruins.
Jiang Wang, Chung Geng Sheng and Shi Si, three people took advantage of the night to come. Seeing the pale moonlight, they heard no sound.
It was said that there used to be a golden Buddha standing on the original mountain outside the Withered Yard. Later, the mountain was uprooted by Emperor Qi, and the golden Buddha was also melted and put into the national treasury.
Now, not many people even remembered the name of the mountain.
However, the pool of stagnant water outside the yard seemed to be the evidence of the existence of the Buddha Mountain. It was originally just a deep pit, and the water was accumulated rainwater. Because there was no living source, it was calm. Other than some water bugs, there were no other living creatures living there.
Dark moss and dark water were unsightly.
The remaining bricks faintly outlined the general shape of the yard's door.
Chung Geng Sheng walked over and stepped on a horizontal board that was half hidden under the bricks, making a creaking sound.
Looking down, he could only vaguely see the word "Gu". The other half should have been wiped away by the wind and rain.
"This is my first time here," Chung Geng Sheng suddenly said.
"I knew about this place when I was very young, and I have always wondered what it looks like now. But I have seen it from the future. "
Shi Si was used to not talking.
Jiang Wang was also very quiet, because he knew that Chung Geng Sheng probably only needed to talk at this time.
The three of them stepped on the broken bricks and tiles and walked inside. The Withered Yard, which was completely burned down by fire, was actually not much to see.
"I'm not just smart now. I've been smart since I was young. But being smart is very fragile before you have a certain level of strength. "
Chung Geng Sheng said, "Because there are many ways to make you a fool without leaving a trace."
"Jiang Wang, Fourteen," he said, "I feel very lonely."
As a direct descendant of the Junggenjia, he learned to hide his inadequacies at a very young age. This kind of sensitivity, fragility, and cautiousness was not something he was born with.
If the word "sensible" was judged by the standards of most adults, generally speaking, the more "sensible" a child was, the more unhappy his childhood was.
Almost all of Chung Geng Sheng's childhood misfortunes came from the man named Chongxuan Fu Tu.
He had never dared to come to the Withered Yard.
After coming here, even though he had two friends by his side, he still felt lonely.
Shi Si silently took a step to his side. The Mountain-Carrying Armor on his body looked ordinary, but it gave people a feeling of reliability.
Jiang Wang looked up at the moon, which was a bright but distant light source.
Loneliness — who wouldn't be like this?
Chung Geng Sheng stopped when they were about the location of the main hall of the Withered Yard.
"I've been thinking about why he repeatedly made such stupid decisions in the past. He let down his family, friends, subordinates … He let down so many people who trusted him, and even implicated his family."
The "he" that he didn't want to mention but was only willing to refer to could only be Chongxuan Fu Tu.
The fat man looked around. The darkness did not affect his vision, but the ruins in front of him did not look like there were any clues hidden. Even if there were, it should have been destroyed in the fire that year. Not to mention the wind and rain in the past 25 years.
Chung Geng Sheng asked, "Will there be an answer here?"
He, who had recently gained a certain advantage in the competition for the head of the family, showed a rare look of confusion at this moment.
25 years … or even longer. How could he find the answer?
The two people who became good friends here back then. Now, one of them was gone, and the other was imprisoned in the Green Stone Palace and hadn't seen the sun for a long time. Even the Withered Yard itself was left with nothing but a desolation.
It seemed that the only way to find the answer was to ask the person in the Green Stone Palace. But he couldn't enter the Green Stone Palace, so …
Jiang Wang finally realized. Chung Geng Sheng asked Xu Fang to go to the Green Stone Palace to ask for forgiveness. In addition to overturning the Jubao Merchants and attacking Jiang Wuliang, he also wanted to force Jiang Wuliang out of the Green Stone Palace.
But Jiang Wuliang remained silent from the beginning to the end.
This dethroned prince seemed to have completely given up …
"Do you have an answer?" Jiang Wang asked.
Chung Geng Sheng was about to say something.
"Wait." Jiang Wang interrupted. His ears trembled, "Did you hear something?"
Chung Geng Sheng focused for a moment. He knew that Jiang Wang wasn't the kind of person who would joke at such a time. His face became serious, "I didn't hear anything."
Fourteen also slowly shook his head. He even reached out and untied the black heavy sword on his back.
Jiang Wang was very sure that he did hear something just now. It was just that the sound was very vague and he didn't hear it clearly.
It was definitely not an illusion.
At his current level of cultivation, he had very little control over his body. It was impossible for him to mishear or hallucinate.
But why was he the only one who could hear it?
What was that sound?
Jiang Wang stood still with his hand on his sword. He calmed his mind and gave his hearing to the silent night.
Then he heard the sound gradually become clearer —
"Namo, Ami … Buddha!"
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