Da Zaojun

After using the Eastern Palace Decree and the Precious Spring Decree, it was observed that there was still a surplus of fortune.

Song Wuji used the military order to supplement the ranks, creating a full force of three thousand regular soldiers. Although the two counties, plus the people who migrated from the secret realm, now only number around eighty thousand.

However, Song Wuji did not have to worry about insufficient supplies.

Taichang County has a circumference of 100 li and 20,000 mu of ninth-grade spirit fields. The reclamation is still ongoing, and this is the third batch of reclamation. No luck is needed to reclaim the spirit fields that are not of the ninth grade.

According to the Five Elements Agriculture Department, the blood rice, when grown in the ninth-grade spiritual field, can be harvested three times a year, with even higher yields and better quality.

In addition, there is a method to cultivate this sacred grain called Incense Millet. Besides incense and irrigation, if the Earth God performs the "Abundant Harvest" spell every now and then, it can also ripen.

Incense millet is a higher grade of spiritual grain than blood rice. Blood rice can enhance the essence of the three treasures when consumed for a long time, while incense millet can enhance the spirit of the three treasures when consumed for a long time.

Three thousand soldiers were actually too few. In principle, two thousand soldiers were needed for one county, and four thousand for two counties. However, in addition to food supplies, there were also weapons and equipment, soldiers' salaries and wages, and most importantly, "a general was hard to find".

As for Jianxin County, the proper course of action is to repair the city there; otherwise, it will gradually become a ghost town, unable to suppress the human realm, and the Earth Network will have difficulty reaching that area.

"Have we found the entrance to the secret realm of Tongfo Temple?"

Just as Song Wuji was enacting the decree, he heard a message from Chen Xiu.

Tongfo Temple is relatively easy to find. It is a Buddhist temple famous for its bronze Buddha statue, but the statue has now been removed from the site.

Song Wuji was quite interested in this secret realm. Rumor had it that Prince Ning had rebelled and was secretly minting coins and forging equipment and armor. These things must be iron equipment, so these bronze equipment could be discarded.

Ironware becomes sharper, and when forged into weapons and divine weapons, it becomes even more powerful with repeated forging by craftsmen.

In Taichang County today, the highest-ranking artisans are only eighth-grade, and there are only eight or nine ninth-grade artisans; the rest are insignificant.

If we could find a group of blacksmiths in this secret realm, that would be wonderful.

Song Wuji immediately turned around and entrusted the logistics, such as farming and land reclamation, entirely to Tian Chenghuang.

"There are actually many excellent refugees in the secret realm of the Huang family compound. They can choose to migrate out. However, I have already asked Huang Qiaoyun to plant mulberry trees and raise silkworms in that secret realm. Just communicate with her more."

Tian Chenghuang complained, "You should take over Hongzhou as soon as possible. There are many learned people there. Arrange for them to go there."

Song Wuji offered Tian Chenghuang a promise: "You love the people like your own children, so I trust you. If the Hongzhou City God is sensible, I'll let him go and make him the God of Coinage, switching to the path of the God of Wealth. It would be a waste for you to become the Hongzhou City God, a county city god."

"I'm afraid he won't know what's good for him," Tian Chenghuang said with a smile. "Go ahead and do it."

Immediately, Song Wuji used a teleportation technique and arrived at the Copper Buddha Temple that Chen Xiu had mentioned.

The entire temple has been transformed into a secret realm, just like the Iron Pillar Palace, with an inner and outer section. The secret realm has become a Buddhist sanctuary, where monks still ring bells and chant sutras, making a constant humming sound.

Chen Xiu's troops surrounded the place, but they saw many monks guarding the temple gate, all of whom had powerful auras.

“Benefactor, this is a pure land of Buddhism, the sacred site of Maitreya. How can we arbitrarily resort to violence?”

"It's best to resolve the conflict as soon as possible and offer incense in a clean manner, so as not to offend the Bodhisattva."

When Song Wuji arrived, Chen Xiu said, "Lord of the Realm, this Buddhist temple is a bit strange. If we force our way in, we will laugh nonstop until we are exhausted and our true energy dissipates."

Upon hearing this, Song Wuji said, "This is the consequence of not cultivating your divine will. You've already reached the seventh rank, so you need to make up for your weaknesses. Otherwise, if your divine will is too weak, it could become a fatal disaster. You should also read the Cowherd and Weaver Girl Elixir Scripture more often."

Chen Xiu was also annoyed, feeling that he couldn't deal with these monks and was losing face.

Song Wuji, however, entered the Buddhist temple first, wanting to see what was really going on.

However, the monks dared not stop him, after all, Song Wuji was the "Lord of the Territory," and the Copper Buddha Temple was under his command, so it "did not obey the ruler of the country, nor did it enforce any laws." Moreover, these monks saw the radiant Manjushri image in Song Wuji.

"This humble monk pays his respects to the Lord of the Realm."

Song Wuji looked at the pale-faced, beardless, and round-faced fat monk. The monk had no weapons and held a string of prayer beads in his hand, which made him appear very composed.

Song Wuji asked, "What's wrong with entering your Buddhist temple?"

"Why didn't that evil Buddha in copper body kill you monks after he left the temple?"

“Lord of the Realm, though we die, our realm is guided by the laws of the future. We do not die in the present, nor in the past, but will live on forever in the future.”

"Not in the present?" Song Wuji did some calculations and found that this temple was indeed strange. Its time was separated from the outside world and it was not in the present. Time was always two breaths longer than the present. Moreover, these monks cultivated the "Future Calamity Sutra". Even if they were killed, they would be resurrected in the future.

"hehe."

Song Wuji said, "I don't believe you can't be killed. It's just that this temple is special. If I demolish your temple and shatter your golden statue, you ghost monks would die countless times."

"Very well," said the fat monk. "If the Lord of the region has a wish, how can this humble monk stop him?"

He immediately made a gesture of invitation.

Chen Xiu immediately followed him inside.

"Although I don't think much of you monks, I do see that you are indeed intelligent and free from evil deeds. So what about the bronze Buddha?"

The monk said, "The bronze Buddha was cast by His Highness Prince Ning. His Bronze Buddha Temple and our Bronze Buddha Temple are actually two different temples. Our temple is of pure origin and was built by imperial decree to benefit the people and protect the country."

"It is called the Bronze Buddha Temple only because Prince Ning cast a large Buddha statue and kept it in this temple."

"The time is different, but the location is the same. The place where the bronze Buddha is located is the Evil Maitreya Temple. It does not receive Maitreya's guidance, cannot sit on the lotus platform, and accepts money to buy lives, which is why this disaster has occurred."

"After he was beaten to death, we took over the Youmin Temple and purified the evil Buddhist atmosphere."

Song Wuji clapped his hands: "This nonsense, who can it fool but it fooled me."

Upon entering, they found a lotus platform, but the Buddha was nowhere to be seen; only a phantom image remained.

The illusory figure was a small monk with no specific face, yet seemingly a thousand faces, with a body like an infant, but also appearing to have experienced countless vicissitudes.

The little monk wore a crown, and his gaze seemed to pierce through time and space, through thousands of lifetimes.

But in the end, it fell on Song Wuji.

"Namo Maitreya Buddha".

“Benefactor, we have finally met.”

Song Wuji immediately felt a sense of apprehension: "You monk, are you perhaps waiting for me?"

"We are waiting for the benefactor."

"Only when you arrive, benefactor, will you experience great joy, great freedom, and great bliss!"

(End of this chapter)