I Want to Leave the Scripture Depository, I Want a Volume of Buddhist Scriptures
Green Bamboo Sect was located in a lofty mountain range.
The deeper one went into the mountain range, the thicker the clouds became. There were a total of 99 peaks, and the Green Bamboo Sect was located in the deepest part of the mountain range, on the 99th peak where the clouds were the thickest.
This peak was filled with divine bamboos. Every single one of them could be used as a sharp sword that could cut through metal.
Therefore, the sect that stood on this peak was named after Green Bamboo.
"Senior Brother Deng, it's finally our turn to collect offerings, hehe!”
At the foot of the Green Bamboo Sect, a little fatty laughed wretchedly.
Deng Yutian nodded his head slightly, and his eyes flashed with passion.
Going to the Qing Dynasty to collect offerings had always been a good job. The words of these immortal masters would make those low-class people fear and trepidation.
Even the usually high and mighty emperor had to greet them with a smile and treat them carefully.
At this moment, the little fatty smiled even more happily, with a hint of lewdness and evil.
The senior brothers who had gone to the Qing Dynasty to collect offerings had all enjoyed themselves.
It was said that there were also women with good figures and faces among the low-class people.
Beside him, a woman with a cold and arrogant expression stood with her sword in her arms. She snorted lightly and said,
"Don't think that there's no danger for the two of you. Last year, the senior brothers and sisters who went to the Qing Dynasty to collect offerings died at the border of the Qing Dynasty.”
The little fatty waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Didn't you say that you met an old monster who was passing by? How could we have such bad luck?”
A trace of disgust flashed through the cold and arrogant woman's eyes, but she did not say anything else.
Thinking about it carefully, it made sense. Although she did not like the lecherous appearance of this little fatty called You Zhong, it would not be a big problem if she was a woman from the lower class of the dynasty.
Dynasty was meant to serve immortal masters like them.
After some thought, the cold and arrogant woman reminded him,"
" This time, you should restrain yourself. The Qing Dynasty's Eighth Princess has been taken in as Elder Cao's disciple. Her status is not ordinary. Don't offend her.”
The little fatty You Zhong curled his lips.
"I know, I know, my Big Senior Sister Xi.”
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"I think I know the reason why your little sister is so worried.”
The little old man leaned against the bookshelf and looked at the white-robed prince who was reading quietly.
The white-robed prince paused for a moment. He carefully noted down the page and closed the book. Then, he turned his head with a slightly cold gaze.
"Oh? What happened?"
The little old man shrugged his shoulders.
"It's your father who wants your little sister to go to the Unholy Dynasty in the south for a marriage alliance in two months. The Empress of the Unholy Dynasty has hooked up with a big shot in the underworld, and now she's officially in an imposing manner.”
Zheng Yuan's eyes turned cold. He thought for a moment and said,"
"Old man, can you solve it?"
The little old man smiled."
"It's easy, but I want you to solve it yourself.”
After a pause, the little old man added,"
"After taking over my position as the Black Emperor, it will be easy for you to resolve this matter.”
Zheng Yuan nodded silently.
Indeed, this matter was neither small nor big.
To Xiao Mu's gentle and refined Imperial Brother, there was nothing he could do about the marriage alliance.
However, to a Black Son of Heaven, a mighty figure of the Eighth Stage, or even Ksitigarbha, it was just a matter of a word.
Zheng Yuan did not like his peaceful life to be disturbed.
After thinking for a moment, he slowly said,"
"How long until the people from the Green Bamboo Sect arrive?”
Previously, it was said that after the immortal master of the Green Bamboo Sect came to collect the offerings, Zheng Yuan would take over the position of Black Son of Heaven.
The little old man was still smiling."
"About half a month."
Zheng Yuan thought for a moment and asked,"
"Old man, do you know where there are scriptures or books about the Six Rebirth Dao Techniques? I want to borrow it."
The little old man was slightly stunned, but he still replied,"
"I'm not very sure about that. However, there are probably some Buddhist temples. Of course, that's not necessarily the case.”
Zheng Yuan nodded and thought,"
"I want to leave the Scripture Depository and the imperial palace to ask for a scroll of Buddhist scriptures.”
Of course, he couldn't go to the three temples of the Eight Supremes. There must be ninth or even tenth realm experts among them who were above him.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
However, there was no problem with some Small Buddha Temple.
What if he got lucky and finished reading a volume of Buddhist scriptures related to reincarnation and directly obtained another level of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist?
Zheng Yuan thought about it and found that only books related to reincarnation were the easiest to find.
The corners of the little old man's eyes twitched.
"Leaving the imperial capital is naturally not a problem. However, I will not appear. You can only speak to your father yourself.”
If he appeared, the Qing Emperor would naturally guess that Zheng Yuan was the Black Emperor he had chosen. At that time, he would naturally not allow Zheng Xiaomu to marry. Perhaps this kid would immediately give up and not be the Black Emperor.
Then he would suffer a huge loss.
Zheng Yuan nodded gently. His white robe was warm and his calm face did not waver.
"Old man, I naturally won't regret what I promised you.”
The little old man smiled."
"Of course I believe that, but just in case!”
Downstairs, the sound of the door being pushed open could be heard.
It was Little Mu who had come to deliver the food.
The little old man smiled at Zheng Yuan and disappeared from his spot.
"Imperial Brother, I'm coming!"
Downstairs, Zheng Xiaomu's crisp and melodious voice rang out.
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