Chapter 394

Monk huijue is very knowledgeable, especially in the study of the history of the Yuan Dynasty. He kept on telling them about the interdependence between Liu Bingzhong and Kublai Khan.

Liu Bingzhong was the planner and founder of Dadu in the Yuan Dynasty, and was also the first to lay the foundation for the establishment of the national capital under Yanshan mountain. After three generations of yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, Liu Bingzhong is still the national capital.

According to later records, most people attached far fetched credit to Liu Bowen, the founding father of the Ming Dynasty. We must not know that Liu Ji was dead when Zhu Di ascended the throne and set the capital in Yanjing. There was no theory of designing 36 vajras and 72 Desha for Zhu Di, which deceived the Feng Shui Bureau of "eight armed Nezha".

Liu Bingzhong's historical status is not high. It is entirely because he helped Mongolian Kublai Khan rule the Central Plains. Everyone naturally chose to be blind. Yanjing has not changed much since it became the capital. It can be seen that Liu Bingzhong is excellent in astronomy, geography, Feng Shui, Zhouyi and metaphysics.

When Liu Bingzhong thought of Yuan Dadu, Fang Qi thought of the yuan jade seal he got from general Yada. Is it all Providence? There are always so many coincidences.

It is recorded in history that the Yuan Dynasty experienced several generations of Khan until Kublai Khan stabilized, began to officially establish the country and have a year title, and respected the ruling concept of Han Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. The person who had a great impact on Kublai Khan was Liu Bingzhong, an eccentric monk. It can be said that without Liu Bingzhong, the history of the Yuan Dynasty is shorter, there is no Kublai Khan's knowledge of people, and there is no Yanjing city today.

Before becoming a monk, Liu Bingzhong studied in Zijin Mountain, Xingtai. Later, he resigned to seek Taoism and followed Qiu Chuji, a disciple of Quanzhen sect Wang Chongyang. Wang Chongyang's concept of the integration of three religions had a great impact on him. Later, he converted to Sanbao and was accepted as an apprentice by the famous Zen master Xuzhao at that time.

They heard monk huijue talk about Liu Bingzhong's arrogance. Few people really know him. He is not as famous as Liu Ji later. The old monk Zhichan also joined the Buddha from the Tao. He was originally a bandit who robbed his family. Although he didn't know much about the ox man, he felt very powerful after hearing huijue's introduction.

Back to the topic: "master, since he has sealed the stele and erected the pagoda, there must be an unspeakable secret below. The Millennium deadline has gone. I'm afraid it can't be sealed. Even if Zicong is alive, he may not be able to hold it down."

Hui Jue slightly frowned, "yes, you and I have little talent and insufficient mana. There may not be anyone in the world who can have his wisdom. There is no escape from disaster. Fortunately, Dharma protector and female Bodhisattva are here. Today, we will work together to eliminate evil and make the holy things return safely. "

He Shi, an old monk of Zhichan, said, "although I'm older than you, I'm not as knowledgeable as you. I have to bear a lot of burden."

"That's a bad thing," Hui Jue disagreed. "Although you're a monk on the way, you're tired of little knowledge. It's not necessarily a bad thing."

Fang Qi heard that the two monks were afraid to go astray into the routine of praising each other, and hurriedly interrupted: "Hey, let's talk about this matter now. What do you think will be causing trouble below? Miao Miao says there are bacteria below. What do you say? "

"After being sealed for so many years, it is certain that there are bacteria. There must be something under the ancient well to produce bacteria. Otherwise, how can bacteria survive?" Hui jueyan said.

Zhi Chan scratched the bald head melon: "I just don't know what this thing is. I'm afraid it's not a good thing."

Zhao Sangang ran in: "coming, coming." Say hello to the outside, "move your things in."

When they flashed to the back hall, they saw three or four carts and carts from the dredging engineering team, bringing all the dredging pumps. The foreman asked a large group of workers to clean up the mess of stones in the Zen courtyard and clean up all the front and rear halls. The exploratory well won't work in a few days. We have to build a tent.

All the preparations have been done. It is more than 9 p.m. and Gujing still has a buzzing sound from time to time. There are several monks here, and the workers are not very afraid.

After dinner, several people discussed for a while and decided to go down the well to explore the truth without delay.

The first group are Fang Qimiao and Lao Douzi, and the second group are two old monks and Hui Jue's disciples. Fang Qi was the first to go down the well, followed by Miao Miao and Lao Douzi.

The workers fastened Fangqi's seat belt around his waist, tested that the telephone and lighting equipment were all right, and slowly put it down the well.

As soon as Fang Qi entered the ancient well, he suddenly felt that it was extremely cold in the well. According to the headlights, the well wall was covered with black moss. Down to the depth of three or four meters, the lower part gradually becomes larger, and the hand lamp shines down. The lower part is dark and can't see its bottom, but the underground animal heads protruding from the well wall are staggered.

Outside, I heard the buzzing sound of Arhats chanting in the well. When I entered it, I had a resonance effect and the sound was even louder. The chanting sound was like a flood bell. If people were in the clock, the sound waves were like a sea tide. The rushing Fangqi Dantian shook, the blood was boiling, the nasal cavity was hot, and the helmet glass rubbed a little red. It even bled. Not only the nose bled, but also the ears, eyes and corners of the eyes began to bleed out.

Scared, he quickly asked the workers to pull back and stopped them less than three meters from the wellhead. Now he can't do acupuncture and moxibustion in his protective clothes. He has to meditate and regulate his breath according to the breathing method taught by Miao Miao. At the same time, he opens the heavenly eyes and ears to minimize the macro sound and reduce the damage of Sanskrit sound to himself.

When he blocked part of the echo, he heard the mystery of the buzzing arhat Sutra. Arhats in Buddhism are different from ordinary monks in martial arts practice. Their martial arts practice and mantra are very destructive. In this regard, they are similar to Taoist practice of subduing demons and killing demons.

Like a kitchen knife, it can cut vegetables and kill people. Of course, the super existence of Luohan can also be divided into three, six, nine, good and evil. They can do good and evil.

But according to the arhat Sutra heard in the well, Fang Qi can't determine whether someone is really down there. His skill is still shallow and he can't understand the profound meaning of Buddhism. He just thinks the spell is quite overbearing.

The top probably knew what he was doing. Miao Miao asked him if he was loud. Fang Qi replied that if he didn't have enough mana, he would bleed to death in his seven orifices. You should regulate your breath and blood so that you can not be affected by the spell.

They made preparations above, and Fangqi returned to the ancient well. It will be put very slowly, and you can see that the surrounding well wall is getting bigger and bigger, like a bottle. Although the head of the ferocious beast appeared in the moss, there was no water seeping out.

It has been put down for more than 20 meters, and the shaft wall has expanded to five or six meters around. Hanging alone in the dark sky, people feel panic. How deep is the well?

Miaomiao asks what's going on. Fang Qi replies that it's getting bigger and bigger, like a bottle. After stopping the meeting, Miao Miao said, "old monk huijue said that this is called Weng well, also called Baoping well. Generally speaking, there should be Baohan below the well built in the temple."

Just looking around, the chanting in the well suddenly stopped, and the sudden silence suddenly flooded in. Fang Qi was wondering. He didn't know where to make a kneading sound. He quickly stopped putting the rope on it. Under the helmet light, the moss on the well wall even wriggled.

"Sleeper, pull me up!"