"That's right."
Liao Ping raised his eyebrows. "You were there just now?"
"It was just a coincidence. I didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive me, Mr. Takiyama." The young Taoist answered.
"So you want to travel with me?" Liao Ping asked.
The young Taoist shook his head. "On the contrary. I came to persuade you not to travel east."
Liao Ping's expression was calm. "So you know where my classmate is? Could it be that he offended the Supreme Purity Palace? "
The young Taoist said, "Mr. Takiyama, you've misunderstood me. I don't know where Mr. Takiyama's classmates are, and this has nothing to do with my sect. I'm just reminding you because I care about you."
Liao Ping nodded. "Please enlighten me."
"There used to be three Ninth Realm cultivators in the Eastern Tang dynasty. But now, all of them are trapped in Chang 'an. No one knows if they're dead or alive." The young Taoist said.
Liao Ping wasn't surprised. "Are you trying to tell I that there might be cultivators above the Ninth Realm in Chang 'an?"
Liao Ping didn't care if King of Tang and the others were defeated by multiple Ninth Realm cultivators.
Only those who were on the same level as him, or even more powerful than him, could attract his attention.
However, he came from the Nine Peaks Academy.
Usually, even those who were on the same level as him couldn't defeat him.
"It's not impossible." The young Taoist said, "I don't know much about Chang 'an. I wonder if there are people from other sects who want to operate in Eastern Border."
Hearing this, Liao Ping's gaze turned slightly serious, "What you said is indeed possible."
He looked at the young Taoist in front of him from head to toe. "However, from what I've heard, you seem to be interested in Chang 'an?"
"I have an old friend in the Old Tang. He disappeared because of Chang 'an. No one knows if he's dead or alive." The young Taoist answered.
"I see."
Liao Ping nodded. "But I don't know if my classmate is still in Eastern Tang. I almost acted rashly. Fortunately, you reminded me."
"You're too kind, Mr. Takiyama," the young Taoist said.
Liao Ping continued to ask, "What do you plan to do next?"
"Let's try to find out the background of Chang 'an first before we make a decision," the young Taoist answered.
Liao Ping nodded. "I'll go to the eastern border outside of Chang 'an to search. If I don't find anything, I'll return to Chang' an. If you find anything in Chang 'an, please don't hesitate to tell me."
"Of course, of course." The young Daoist said.
Liao Ping nodded. He took out a piece of paper and started writing on it.
After he finished writing, he gently dried the ink and handed the paper to the young Daoist.
"Words are like a face."
The Daoist priest nodded and took the other party's calligraphy.
After the two said goodbye, Liao Ping left. As expected, he did not continue to head east to Chang 'an.
He first turned south and headed for the Western Chu Dynasty, which was located south of the Western Zhou Dynasty.
The young Taoist priest watched him leave and then turned his gaze to the east. He looked in the direction of Chang'an and fell into deep thought.
At the same time, two monks, one big and one small, were flying into Chang 'an from the boundary of Chang' an.
After they entered the second outer city, they landed and walked on the ground.
According to the rules of Chang 'an, except for a few people who had the special permission of His Majesty, the rest of the people were forbidden to fly within the second outer city.
The younger monk, who was still childish, landed on the ground. He turned around and looked at the solid ground under his feet in disbelief.
Beside him, the older monk, Huiming, who still looked like a young man, asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
"Senior Brother, I can fly too …"
The younger monk, Yongse, was a little confused. "I used to envy my masters and you for being able to fly in the sky. I always thought that it would be great if I could fly freely in the sky like a bird one day."
When he came to Chang 'an, it was his master, Faxin, who took him to fly.
After that, it was Huiming and the others who took him along when they flew.
But now, he flew back to Chang 'an from Tonglu County in the southwest with his own cultivation base.
Huiming smiled and said, "You're already at the sixth realm. Of course, you can fly."
Yongse raised his hands and touched his little bald head. "But I don't understand why I suddenly reached the sixth realm …"
Huiming said seriously, "There's no need to be confused. You just have to remember that for us Buddhist disciples, saving people is the greatest mercy."
Yongse seemed to understand. "I think so. I didn't think too much at that time. I just hoped that those injured people wouldn't die …"
"All living beings suffer. You and I are the same. See your nature and save yourself. For us, mercy is part of cultivation," Huiming said.
Yongse whispered, "Senior Brother, what you said is different from what master said. Master said that those who believe in Buddhism, Buddha is merciful. Our Buddhist disciples save people with the Dharma of Buddhism. Those who don't believe in Buddhism, mercy will only plant evil …"
Huiming smiled. "You can slowly grow up and cultivate. You can compare the two sayings and finally get your own answer. Buddha said that everyone can become Buddha by seeing their nature and seeing their nature. This is the truth."
"Oh." Yongse nodded his little head.
The two monks chatted as they walked toward the inner city of Chang 'an.
When they arrived at the Dubhe Hall and saw Mr. Dark Cloud, they bowed together. "Sir."
Zhang Dongyun's projection of Mr. Dark Cloud looked the two of them up and down and nodded slightly. "Not bad. For Buddhists, you are all people with wisdom."
In the Daming Palace, Mayor Zhang was so envious that he wanted to scratch the wall.
Cultivating both Confucianism and Buddhism was awesome!
They could break through and improve whenever they wanted.
It was even possible that Shen Herong could reach the seventh realm in a day and Yongse could reach the sixth realm in a day.
There was really no place to reason.
It was too much!
It was too abominable!
It was too enviable …
Zhang Dongyun sighed and could only comfort himself. This thing purely depended on talent. There were so many cultivators in Buddhism and Confucianism, but those who could be like Yongse were also rare.
Moreover, this little guy broke through to the sixth realm in one go, but he didn't know when he would reach the seventh realm.
If there was a mental barrier, it was not impossible for him to be stuck in the current realm for the rest of his life …
But it was still so enviable!
Zhang Dongyun covered his face and sighed.
Mr. Dark Cloud, who was projected by him, looked calm.
"Sir, you flatter me." Huiming bowed to Mr. Dark Cloud.
Then, after hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "Sir, I didn't chase after them at that time, but it seems that there are other masters in the city, right?"
Mr. Dark Cloud said, "Yes."
Looking at the young monk who wanted to say something but stopped, Mr. Dark Cloud said indifferently, "The enemy leaders have all been killed."
Hearing this, Monk Huiming's breathing quickened slightly, and he fell into silence.
Mr. Dark Cloud said indifferently, "You let them live because of Buddhism's mercy and hope that they will change.
But they won't. When West Chu makes a comeback, the people under the rule of Chang 'an will suffer again. "
Huiming sighed. "If they die, the West Chu Dynasty will not let it go. War will definitely come again. When will revenge stop …"
"It's natural to report that one side is dead."
Mr. Dark Cloud's tone was calm, but Monk Huiming and Monk Yongse suddenly felt a bloody wind blowing in their faces.
"Sir, they must be sure that they will die. It must be the other side that made this plan, right?"
Monk Huiming's tone became serious.
Facing the unfathomable Mr. Dark Cloud and Chang 'an City, he showed a rare disrespectful attitude. "Why do they have to kill?"
The little monk Yong Se pulled Hui Ming's sleeve and said in a small voice, "Senior brother, West Chu attacked first ….."
Huiming shook his head gently at him. "West Chu attacked because one of their people died here. At that time, that person helped Old Tang because their messenger was detained in Chang 'an. I heard from Villa Master Yun of Qingxia Villa that the messenger of West Chu was detained without doing anything."
The young monk turned to Mr. Dark Cloud. "I don't want to question your decision. I just hope that you can be merciful and let both sides bleed less."
Mr. Dark Cloud was not disobedient. He just said indifferently, "Next time you encounter the same situation, will you stop Li Qiong and the others and save the people of West Chu and leave?"
Huiming took a deep breath. "I will guard the border between West Chu and Chang 'an. I will not allow anyone from West Chu to cross the border. I am willing to let both sides never meet again."
Mr. Dark Cloud's mood did not change at all. He did not question whether the other side could do it. Instead, he asked, "On the other hand, if I enter West Chu in Chang 'an, will you also stop me?"
Monk Huiming said frankly, "I will."
Mr. Dark Cloud was not angry. "Even if the people of West Chu have no way to live under the rule of the Xiang family?"
Monk Huiming finally fell silent.
Zhang Dongyun in the Great Ming Palace looked at the other side with interest.
He did not look at Huiming.
Among the Seven Countries of the East, the Tang, Jin, and Chu dynasties were famous for their tyranny.
The Liang and Chen dynasties were extravagant and wasteful.
Only the Western Zhou and Northern Qi could be counted as a ruler and a clean government.
However, that was only in comparison to the other five countries. Great Xia was the best of the best.
It was nonsense to say that they were open-minded and progressive.
Of course, it was not realistic for Master Zhang to let them go because the other side was a wise and benevolent ruler.
Even if he agreed, the city wall would not.
Building a wall on the other side's territory and saying that he would not interfere with the other side's court, even if the other side was a wise and benevolent ruler, they would not be calm.
However, for Monk Huiming, this was very important.
The young monk was a bit stubborn.
When he considered things, he only considered whether he should do it or not. He did not consider whether he could do it or not.
Even if he was a mantis trying to stop a chariot, he had to step forward bravely. At worst, he would just give up his stinky body.
After a while, Huiming finally said, "I will walk around West Chu and see it with my own eyes."
Mr. Dark Cloud said casually, "Then you can go and see for yourself. Just remember that anyone who goes against His Majesty will be destroyed."
Monk Huiming put his palms together. "Thank you for your magnanimity. I will remember your teachings and will not forget them."
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