Train to Another World.

Chapter 253 Notoriety
Finally, the Tibetan student Jiumozhi decided to stay in Tianlong Temple for further study and asked his followers to take a letter back to Dalun Temple. The letter only said that he felt deeply that the Buddhist teachings of Dali were profound, so he decided to stay here for a period of time to exchange ideas.

When he handed the letter to his followers, he secretly handed a small volume of Buddhist scriptures with gold foil pages to his followers. The Buddhist scriptures were written in Tibetan, but the second page of the scripture was ironed flat by his inner power, and he recorded what he had encountered on it.

He sent the secret letter not because he wanted to take revenge secretly. Li Zhuoguang's might, which seemed like a god or demon, had already shattered his desire to win as a warrior. The purpose of sending the secret letter was just to let Dalun Temple know about Li Zhuoguang's existence, so that they would not conflict with him if they met him.

More importantly, we should prepare for future changes. You should know that there is more than one sect of Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism. Jiumozhi, as the national master of Tibetan Buddhism, naturally suppressed other sects. However, if there is no successor, other sects may have national masters.

Meeting Li Zhuoguang during this trip to Dali was a disaster, but it was also an opportunity. As long as this opportunity was seized, the Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism would respect the Dalun Temple from then on.

After Jiumozhi's followers left, Duan Zhengming and Duan Yu also prepared to return to Yangzhumie City. Duan Zhengming had already shaved his head to learn the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", so he was not going to continue to be the emperor of Dali. He planned to return to the country, abdicate the throne to Duan Zhengchun, and then return to Tianlong Temple to practice.

On their way back, they met Li Zhuoguang. The huge sedan chair and his followers were gone, and he was wearing the same clothes he had worn when they first met him.

Duan Yu was fine, as he had long been accustomed to Li Zhuoguang's wild and unconventional ideas and methods. However, Duan Zhengming had never seen such a person before, and he could not help but put his hands together in front of Li Zhuoguang with a complicated expression, "This is all thanks to Mr. Li for his righteous action."

He originally just wanted to have more experts to help him and scare off the foreign enemies. Who would have thought that in just one day, Tianlong Temple would become the ancestral temple of Tibetan Buddhism in the future. This kind of experience of going out to buy a bag of instant noodles and ending up changing one's life and having no worries about food and clothing from then on is not something everyone has experienced. Duan Zhengming experienced it today.

Li Zhuoguang waved his hand casually: "I already promised you this, I just did it for the sake of convenience."

"Just do it casually?" Duan Zhengming was slightly stunned. Such a method reminded him of a passage in the "Saṃyutta Nikāya": Why did Mara do this? Because Buddhism eradicates love and desire, and thus escapes from the devil realm and the desire realm, which makes Mara sad and worried.

The easy-to-understand explanation is that some people just can't stand being boring and always want to have some fun.

Duan Zhengming felt that he did not need to revise his own patron saintly documents. If he wanted Shaolin's "Yi Jin Jing", he would definitely get it. It would be better for him to write a letter to Shaolin and explain the pros and cons, which would also be considered a great merit.

After Li Zhuoguang returned to Yangzhumie City, he fed the warhorse with dried meat, and then used the crimson magic power that he manifested from his own mind energy to carefully strengthen the warhorse.

Soon, all the horses, no matter what color they were before, turned dark red, with red eyes. Their bodies grew bigger, and their muscles became knotty.

Li Zhuoguang led everyone and rode away from the city on war horses. Duan Yu, as a war wolf among lickers, decided to follow the others even though Li Zhuoguang advised him well.

However, the horse he was riding was just an ordinary one, and it could not catch up with the horses that Li Zhuoguang and his companions had transformed. So he could only head towards Suzhou City according to the destination that Li Zhuoguang had revealed before.

Li Zhuoguang and his companions followed the official road all the way north. In ancient times, traveling far away was a risky thing. On their way, they encountered robbery eight times, kidnapping by local tyrants five times, and beggars' gang three times.

Although in Jin Yong's writings, most of the Beggars' Sect are loyal and righteous, but that is only the case for a small number of high-ranking members, because as high-ranking members of the Beggars' Sect, their economic level is far beyond the scope of beggars.

Take Qiao Feng for example. Whenever he went out, he would eat out. He would either order beef or chicken, and buy wine from the forum. If the cost of his meal was given to an ordinary beggar, he probably wouldn't have to starve to death for the whole year.

As beggars at the bottom of society, when facing hunger and hardship, they should not expect them to talk about chivalry. A group of thirty or fifty people dared to stop people on the official road outside the city. If the people who came were martial artists, they would claim to be disciples of the Beggars' Sect, and martial artists would most likely donate generously because of the reputation of the Beggars' Sect. If the people who came were just ordinary wealthy people, then these evil beggars who had learned some simple martial arts would be no different from robbers.

And it just so happened that Ariana was extremely beautiful.

When they were getting close to Suzhou, the beggars chasing Li Zhuoguang gradually had bags on their bodies and would give their names before the fight. However, Li Zhuoguang didn't care.

Mingming has profound martial arts skills. After establishing the Beggars' Sect, he can earn commissions from the operations of bodyguard companies and intelligence agencies. In addition to maintaining the operation of the Beggars' Sect, the income is also enough to support the elderly, children and the disabled.

But apart from sending experts to attack alien races occasionally and gaining some fame, they are more like a cancer to this country.

So whenever Li Zhuoguang met a Beggars' Sect disciple, he would ask them to report their heroic deeds. For these Jianghu people, if someone wanted to hear their heroic deeds, they would never hide them, but would just happily talk about them.

And because there were our own people present, we would never make up stories.

So every time Li Zhuoguang listened to their stories with great interest, he would keep those who had done good deeds. As for those who had no "heroic deeds", Li Zhuoguang would usually regard them as unstable factors that were of no help to society and kill them directly.

Then, things started to take a weird turn.

"I... I once spent the night at the charity cemetery and saw the fox stealing tributes. After eating, it... it ran all the way to the mass grave. Wherever it passed, there were ghost lights following it."

"It's the static electricity generated by the friction of the animal's fur that ignites the phosphine gas in the air." Li Zhuoguang rubbed his brows and looked at the shivering little beggar below: "What do you mean by telling me this?"

The little beggar immediately knelt in front of Li Zhuoguang and kowtowed repeatedly: "Red Flame Demon... Great Red Flame Immortal, please spare my life, Great Red Flame Immortal, please spare my life. I heard that the Great Red Flame Immortal likes to listen to people's anecdotes about themselves. As long as I can satisfy the Great Red Flame Immortal, I can live."

"Uh... well... oh! Never mind. Just go."

The little beggar limped away as if he had been pardoned.

"Stop!" Li Zhuoguang called out to him.

Hearing this, the little beggar turned around and knelt down again, his legs trembling. Just now, Li Zhuoguang passed by on the road, and saw a group of little beggars enjoying the coolness under the shade of the trees beside the road.

When they saw the crimson war horses that Li Zhuoguang and his party rode, they all showed fear on their faces and scattered like birds and beasts. Only a little beggar was left. When he saw Li Zhuoguang, he did not run away, but just stood there trembling. When Li Zhuoguang approached, he told him a ghost story.

(End of this chapter)