On the afternoon of the second day after Chen Qiu and Ai Dachai met, the last group of tourists who had arrived late finally arrived at the Southern Dynasty camp.

Among them, the arrival of Heluo Gang has attracted great attention.

The big dragon head Lei Shiyin, with more than a thousand elite Heluo soldiers, wearing uniform black robes, walked down from several large boats that were docking, and was naturally majestic.

There were also a threesome with a mask and a hat around him, Li Yijian, who was guarding Elder Lang Mutou, which was naturally different from the people who were wandering soldiers and brave.

At this time, it had been almost three months since the battle in Luoyang, and rumors of the Hero Monument outside Luoyang City had spread throughout the world.

At least the tourists who came to Jinling knew about the battle in Luoyang, either sincerely admired it or pretended to be false. In short, when Lei Shiyin brought the gang members into the camp, countless enthusiastic people came forward to greet him.

Lei Shiyin was a little at a loss when she was furious.

After all, it was the first time she had been in the world as a gangster.

But soon, the girl calmed down.

She treated other senior fellows with a very stylish manner, which made most people have a good impression of this new leader of the Heluo Gang.

However, Shi Yin is still young after all, and some people still look down on her.

As for the people of the martial arts world, they have such virtues. They will not be convinced if they don’t knock them down.

But then, the Heluo hero Chen Qiu, Xiaoxiang Jianmen Lin Wandong, Chunyang Sect Wuyang real person, and the Alliance Director Hao came to greet him personally, but he helped Heluo to save face.

The crowd of tourists from the world were shocked.

Seeing that the Heluo Gang's ranking is no worse than the five major sects in the world. Perhaps in another year or two, there will be another large sect among the top sects in the world.

In the battle of Luoyang, Lei Ye and Lang Seng led their gangs to a death battle and formed a good relationship among the righteous sects. They really made the Heluo Gang reborn in the fire and the fish leaped on the dragon gate.

This is the opportunity given by the times.

The rise of a force must not only consider its own struggle, but also consider the course of history.

Everyone thought that this was over.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later, Zhao Lian, the commander of the Southern Army and the powerful Weihou, came to Jianghu Camp in person and talked with Lei Shiyin to encourage him.

He even promised that as long as Heluo helps the Southern Dynasty win this battle, the court will issue an order to make the Heluo Gang a formal force in the Southern Dynasty and to protect the Central Plains together with the Tiance Army's Luoyang camp.

This conversation did not avoid the seniors in the world.

So after Weihou left, the news spread throughout the Jianghu camp as if it had wings.

For a moment, those gangsters who wanted to make a name for themselves but had no way to make a fortune became familiar, thinking about whether to take this opportunity to join the Heluo Gang, which was about to become truly powerful.

Of course, there is also a sarcastic and sour sound.

It was said that the Heluo Gang had just risen and became a lackey in the court, but it was soon ridiculed. The big guy came to Caishiji, Jinling for fame and fortune.

If we really follow this statement, then the Jianghu camp, including Ren Hao and a group of heroes, are probably not all lackeys in the court.

These words are infuriating public anger.

After the gossiper was beaten with his head covered, no one continued to spread the word soon.

After sending Lei Shiyin and Heluo Gang members into the camp, and chatting with Xiao Tie, Li Yijian, Li Baoguo and Lang Mutou for a while, Chen Qiu saw the mustard seed monk walked out of his own tent and waved to him again.

"Chen Qiu, follow me, don't bring weapons."

The Mustard Monk reminded him.

Chen Qiu threw the knife box behind him to Zhang Lan and said goodbye to everyone. Then he followed the Mustard Monk and the Nirvana monk Tien Niu who was waiting outside the camp, and Koji and a few others left the camp.

"I'll take you to see my master."

The mustard seed monk turned the Buddhist beads and whispered to Chen Qiu:

"You haven't seen him yet, so this time it's a good relationship."

Chen Qiu nodded.

He knew that this was Mustard Seed Monk who was deliberately making connections for him. The Master Mustard Seed Monk was the host of Nirvana Temple, a master of the Heavenly List, and a master of the Southern Dynasty. He was really the top star in the world.

And he was also a top figure in the Southern Dynasty court.

Of course, this connection was not for Chen Qiu.

To be precise, Chen Qiu was just lurking in the green light.

Mustard Monk saw it thoroughly.

The stronger Chen Qiu is, the wider his connections are, and Qingqing's safety is more guaranteed. This is the last small thing that a kind father who has been separated for many years and has been lost again.

"I have heard that Zen Master Yuanwu is in the military camp, guarding Weihou's safety, but has never been able to see him."

Chen Qiu followed the Mustard Monk and leaned against the Buddha seal of Nirvana Temple. He walked unimpeded and passed several military tents to the center of the military camp where the people and horses were neighing and were solemn and murderous.

While looking at the formation of the Southern Army, he said to the Mustard Monk:

"Even the leader just took the time to meet Zen Master Yuanwu. Uncle Jiaozi, I have some questions, shouldn't people in Buddhism be pure and have few desires? Why is Zen Master Yuanwu the leader of Buddhism in the world, but he is also given the title of the Southern Dynasties Master?

Because of that happiness, the people are very disgusted with the title of "National Master".

Isn’t this a damaging the reputation of Nirvana Temple?”

"You're asking directly."

The Mustard Monk sighed, and while walking forward, he explained to Chen Qiu:

“There is a reason for this.

My master is a true monk and really disdained the power of the world.

But first, Nirvana Temple is located in Lin'an, and we are also a Buddhist, who wants to spread Buddhism.

The Taiyue Mountain Chunyangzi and the Taishan Ziwei Taoist Priest is high and the emperor is far away. Naturally, he can ignore the Southern Dynasty's enthronement. However, if the master is not accepted as the national teacher, it is difficult for me to maintain the Nirvana Temple, let alone spreading Buddhism.

You also know that this reputation in the world is not the same as the spread of Buddhist teachings among the people.”

Chen Qiu nodded.

It is better to take charge of the county magistrates now. He still understands this principle. No matter how powerful the martial arts of Nirvana Temple is, if the Southern Dynasty imperial edict was issued, it would be a great damage to its vitality.

You can't let Zen Master Yuanwu hold a Zen stick and enter the Lin'an Forbidden Palace to force the king to change his will, right?

“There are two more.”

Mustard Monk pursed his lips and said in a low voice:

"It was for the matter of the former Chu. When Lin'an changed, Nirvana Temple protected many people from the previous dynasty. After the founding of the Southern Dynasty, Zhao Hu wanted to search for it, but was rejected by his master.

After some negotiations, in order to protect the innocent people hiding in the temple, the master had to be titled by the national master. At this cost, Zhao Hu had not killed the remains of the previous dynasty.

At the cost of his reputation, the Master protected the lives of nearly a thousand people in the southern country, which is a good deed of cutting flesh and feeding eagles."

"I see."

Chen Qiu suddenly realized.

He glanced at the Mustard Monk, no wonder he could hide safely in Nirvana Temple for so long.

It turned out that Zen Master Yuanwu protected the Mustard Monk with his own reputation and other people from the previous dynasty.

In this way, my master was able to spend so many years in Suzhou with Qingqing and himself. In addition to helping the Su family to hide and being very low-key, he also entrusted Zen Master Yuanwu's self-sacrifice.

"You understand now, why did I bring you to see Master?"

The mustard seed monk turned the Buddhist beads and said to Chen Qiu:

"Although you have never met my master before, you and Qingqing, including your wife Yaoqin, will be given some kindness to him."

As they spoke, several people had already entered a large camp.

Chen Qiu walked into the tent and saw an old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, facing his back to them, knocking on wooden fish, turning Buddhist beads, and chanting sutras softly.

From the surface, this monk is indeed not outstanding.

Sitting cross-legged, his waist bent down, with only his white beard and slightly longer eyebrows shaking back and forth.

Zen Master Yuanwu is the oldest in the twelve heaven list, except Chun Yangzi. He became famous very early, with a very high seniority in the world, even seven or eight years older than Yang Tao.

Now I am in my seventies.

"Master, I'm back."

The mustard seed monk waited behind the old monk and said a word after the old monk finished reciting a Lankavatara Sutra.

Zen Master Yuanwu seemed to have no feeling of the person behind him. After the Mustard Monk made a sound, he turned around. The old monk also had wrinkles on his face and old man spots.

There are long white beards and long eyebrows floating.

But at first glance, the most impressive thing is those eyes.

A pair of very clear eyes.

It doesn't seem like what a monk in his seventies should have. His eyes are gentle, as if he reveals a sense of Zen, and he wants to treat all living beings in the world.

In that gaze, in addition to the quiet accident, there was also a little curiosity that seemed to be a child.

His eyes fell on Shen Qiu first, looked at him a few times, shook his head slightly, and then looked at his disciples. This time, the old monk did not shake his head, but frowned instead.

"The mind is impure, and the Zen mind does not exist."
To be continued...