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Chapter 139, Section 138: [The Golden Bell of Buddhism]

"As the Emperor Star, Ziwei will instinctively dislike all those who are favored by this star."

However, I didn't intend to lick his dermatitis during my trip to Tokyo. I wouldn't even see him, so I figured there shouldn't be any danger.

"Oh, the emperor actually wants to use his inner energy to refine an elixir of immortality? That's utterly delusional!"

"For the emperor to issue an edict calling himself the Daoist Master, it seems the Daoists have quite a few things about him."

Chen Shengfei was in the sky, listening to the conversation of the three Taoist priests, when suddenly he heard a burning sound.

Immediately afterwards, both ears were plunged into a prolonged tinnitus and I lost my hearing. It took a long time for my hearing to return to normal.

Chen Sheng was not surprised at all that his eavesdropping had been discovered; few fourth-level cultivators lacked keen spiritual senses.

Although this move is somewhat risky, it is worthwhile as long as we can eavesdrop on some key intelligence.

Chen Sheng turned his head to look back and found that no one was chasing after him.

"It seems these people are quite magnanimous."

He thought to himself and continued speeding southwest.

Bianliang, located on Tokyo Road, is adjacent to Jingdong East Road, where Liangshan is located; the two are not far apart.

He transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew away, passing over vast plains and human settlements. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he saw a massive city.

Above the city, a giant, crimson-gold dragon lay coiled in the low-lying clouds.

The wind follows the tiger, and the clouds follow the dragon. Like a tidal wave, fortune gathers from all directions, transforming into layers of colorful clouds that converge around the dragon's aura, making it appear majestic and sacred.

Amidst the veil of clouds, several wounds could be vaguely seen bleeding from the dragon's body. After the dragon's blood left its body, it dispersed into tiny particles of light and disappeared.

This dragon aura is a symbol of the current national strength of the Song Dynasty. Beneath the prosperous appearance, internal uprisings and rebellions are constant, and external conflicts with the Western Xia and Liao dynasties have been ongoing for years, with victories and defeats, continuously depleting its national strength.

"It looks pretty much the same as the dragon energy in the fruit of the Taiping Kingdom."

Chen Sheng was very familiar with dragon energy. After just one glance, he determined that this was a dragon that could suppress spirits, immune to any Taoist magic below the fifth rank, and granting its protectors the ability to be impervious to all magic.

With such restrictions, the Song emperors could only practice the methods of destiny.

Because Bianliang City had set up a series of defensive formations, Chen Sheng encountered an anti-flying formation ten miles outside the city.

With his current fourth-level martial prowess, although he could break through the restrictions and fly forcibly, considering the need to conceal his tracks on this trip, he ultimately landed on the official road and walked forward.

The Bian River flows alongside the official road.

At that moment, a fleet of boats transporting precious stones was sailing on the river, heading in the same direction as him.

Bianliang is a city with many waterways, with four rivers—Bian, Huimin, Jinshui, and Guangji—flowing through it.

Through busy waterways, the wealth of the entire country was gathered together to enrich the emperor's palace and build the Genyue Garden, which would change the feng shui of the capital. This was achieved by transporting Ling stones from Taihu Lake, Lingbi, Cixi, Wukang, and other places; flowers, bamboo, miscellaneous woods, and marine products from Zhejiang and Jiangsu; exotic flowers, lychees, longans, and olives from Fujian; coconuts from Hainan; wood, bamboo, and asparagus fern from Hunan and Hubei; various fruits from Jiangnan; marine products and literary stones from Dengzhou, Laizhou, Zibo, and Yizhou; and exotic flowers and fruits from Guangdong, Guangxi, and Sichuan.

mingling among carriages and pedestrians, Chen Sheng continued forward. Before long, he saw the five-zhang-high city wall of Bianliang and the wide moat outside the city.

This official road connects to Chaoyang Gate of the eastern outer city. Outside the gate is a U-shaped barbican, and not far away you can see the Tongjin Water Gate used for navigation. There are also two zigzag walls built on the left and right sides of the gate.

Under the sunlight, a spiritual light shimmered in the gaps between the bricks and stones throughout the entire city wall.

It's clear that Tokyo's city walls weren't just for defending against mortals; they could also withstand attacks from cultivators. At this moment, people and horses were converging in a constant flow, and ships were ceaselessly sailing. The city resembled a colossal beast, consuming resources and people to maintain its operation.

Regardless of the internal affairs and foreign wars of the Song Dynasty, if we only look at the city of Bianjing (Kaifeng), a city with a population of over one million and which gathers the wealth of the world in one place, its prosperity is unparalleled in the world.

With the invitation from Zhang Xubai, Tokyo's defensive formation was indeed not specifically targeting Chen Sheng.

He verified the authenticity of the ordination certificate he had purchased at the city gate, and as he entered the outer city, which was crowded with houses and markets, it was as if he had stepped into a traditional Chinese ink painting.

The streets were crowded with people, and both sides of the street were lined with shops of all kinds.

Restaurants, teahouses, pharmacies, butcher shops, tea houses, eateries, stalls, and guesthouses were everywhere, a bustling scene Chen Sheng had never seen since his reincarnation.

He wandered around the city for a while and even saw scantily clad, fair-skinned female sumo wrestlers playing in a brothel.

These women were clearly skilled in martial arts; some were slender, some were voluptuous, and some were fit. Their movements during the fight were fierce, and occasionally they would execute some ingenious and thrilling attacks and defenses, which often drew cheers from the onlookers.

Moreover, these sumo wrestlers have fans, and you can often hear male fans shouting that they want to marry a certain sumo wrestler, while female fans cheer them on.

It was truly a lively scene.

Chen Sheng paused outside the brothel for a moment, feasting his eyes on the sights. After tipping a dozen copper coins, he strolled around and bought a lot of food along the street before entering the inner city, which was filled with government offices, temples, and mansions of high-ranking officials.

As evening fell, he wandered around the Shangqing Palace, where the "Wanshou Daozang" was being compiled, to check on the defensive strength.

So they found an inn and checked in.

……

Chen Sheng was unaware that at the very moment he entered the city, a bronze bell in the Great Protectorate Temple in the inner city suddenly rang.

Amidst the melodious chimes, the bronze bell shone with a brilliant Buddhist light, and clusters of Buddhist energy and malevolent spirits sealed within it automatically emerged, colliding violently back and forth, seemingly eager to break free.

The sound of bells swept across the deserted pagoda forest, past the main hall where believers worshipped, and into the meditation room.

When this reached the ears of the abbot of Dahuguo Temple, the gaunt old monk was overjoyed.

So, just half an hour later...

The abbots of many temples in Tokyo, including Kaibao Temple, Taipingxingguo Temple, Tianqing Temple, Xianning Temple, Baoxiang Temple, Shifang Jingyin Temple, and Wangyue Nunnery, gathered in front of the Buddha bell.

As evening approached, the abbot of Dahuguo Temple solemnly donned a red kasaya and addressed the surrounding abbots.

"A born Buddha, who has the destiny of the Ziwei Emperor Star, the affinity of the Buddhist Gang Sha, and has cultivated Buddhism to the fourth level, has finally appeared in the world."

Back when the White Horse Temple gave birth to thirty-three Buddhist auras and sixty-six Buddhist evil spirits, it was said that only three people who simultaneously met such stringent conditions could merge the auras into one. I thought I would never see that day in my lifetime.

Who would have thought that, with the Buddha's blessing, our Buddhist community would actually produce such a person destined to revive the dynasty.

For so many years, the government has disrespected the Buddha and only believed in the Taoist priests' ways of achieving immortality, which has severely suppressed our Buddhist community.

However, as long as our Buddhist sect can condense the ninety-nine evil spirits into a true golden Arhat, this situation will be completely changed.

The Buddha is in Tokyo. We must find him quickly; he is our only hope…

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(End of this chapter)