Heng Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "I met Mr. Xu during the Sangbo case. At that time, I was involved in the case because of my junior brother Heng Hui. The Nightwatcher, Jin Luo, surrounded the place where Heng Hui and I were hiding........

"I thought that even if I could escape death, I would be imprisoned. But unexpectedly, Mr. Xu, as the chief official, found out that I was involved and not an accomplice of Junior Brother Heng Hui, so he immediately released me."

Here, Heng Yuan made a modification and concealed the fact that Xu Qi'an had deceived him....... Of course, Heng Yuan still didn't know that Xu Qi'an had deceived him.

"He is still a good person!" Monk Jingchen coldly snorted.

But he is also shameless. Previously, he asked about Xu Qi'an's character... Monk Jingchen felt ashamed on behalf of Xu Qi'an when he recalled it, but he himself spoke so frankly.

It's not about whether he is a good person or not. How should I put it, he has an indescribable charm in his personality......... Heng Yuan continued, "After I left the Orient Loong God Temple, I stayed in a health center in the southern city. It shelters a group of homeless elderly and children. After Mr. Xu learned about it, he generously donated money to help them every few days.

"You know, his monthly salary is only five taels of silver, and he was still a copper gong at that time. But he never complained and even comforted me by saying that the silver was picked up.

"Huh, I secretly investigated him. He is different from all the other Nightwatchers. He has never abused his power or oppressed the people. Did he save that silver by scrimping and saving?"

Upon hearing this, Monk Jingchen fell silent.

He remembered Xu Qi'an's self-praise, saying that he had never taken advantage of the people.

Master Du'e remained noncommittal and said calmly, "Doing good deeds doesn't necessarily make one a good person. People have many faces."

Heng Yuan frowned, feeling displeased, and continued, "Let me tell you one more thing. Before the Sangbo case, he almost killed his superior in order to protect a girl he didn't even know, and he was imprisoned and sentenced to be beheaded because of it.

"If it weren't for the destruction of the Eternal Shrine and the urgent need for personnel by the court, he would have already died."

Master Du'e pondered for a long time and asked again, "What makes him special?"

Special... Heng Yuan considered his answer carefully, "Apart from his extraordinary talent and being a martial arts genius, there is nothing particularly special about him."

Master Du'e seemed somewhat disappointed and nodded, "You may go and attend to your duties."

Heng Yuan clasped his hands together and left the room.

"Master, Heng Yuan didn't lie. It seems that Xu Qi'an is indeed a great virtuous person, although his way of doing things is detestable." Monk Jingchen said.

Whether as an official or as a person, Xu Qi'an is of good character. Although he can be a bit slippery, it doesn't diminish his qualities.

Master Du'e made a sound of agreement.

The handsome Monk Jingsi immediately asked, "So, will he have any involvement with evil creatures?"

Master Du'e shook his head and said in a deep voice, "The mastermind behind this case is a remnant of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, Emperor Yuan Jing, and the Chief Inspector. The former is not involved with the Nightwatcher. Since he is a good person, we don't need to trouble him."

Monk Jingchen snorted coldly, "The Great Feng is untrustworthy and has repeatedly broken promises. Why should we ally ourselves with them? I wonder what the Arhats and Bodhisattvas think."

As a member of the Arhats, Master Du'e glanced at his disciple and slowly said, "The northern barbarians have the bloodline of the Demon God, and they have been connected to the northern demons for thousands of years.

"The numerous tribes of the southern barbarians, including the seven most powerful tribes, are also descendants of the Demon God. The Northeast Witchcraft Sect already has a witchcraft god who surpasses the ranks.

"If we want the entire Nine Provinces to be illuminated by the light of Buddhism, we can only ally ourselves with the Great Feng."

We can only ally ourselves with the Great Feng... Monk Jingchen and Monk Jingsi extracted an important piece of information from their master's words:

The reason why the Buddhist sect allied itself with the Great Feng is because the Great Feng has no one who surpasses the ranks and has no connection with the Demon God.

Of course, thousands of years ago, there was a person who surpassed the ranks in the Central Plains, the saint of Confucianism.

But at that time, there was no Great Feng yet.

Returning to his thoughts, Monk Jingchen tentatively asked, "So what should we do next? Should we investigate the traces of the evil creatures? Should we just leave it at that with the Great Feng?"

Master Du'e smiled mysteriously and said, "I heard that many martial artists have come to the capital recently due to the conflict between the Daoist sects. The government has built four arenas in the outer city.

"We will take two of them. Jingsi, you will fight against the martial artists of the capital with your diamond body. Jingchen, you can choose any arena and recite sutras and preach.

"As for me, since the Great Feng has come, I will meet with the Chief Inspector."

After finishing his words, Master Du'e walked out of the room and looked at the setting sun in the west, saying slowly, "The Central Plains has long been ignorant of the power of our Buddhist sect."

........

At night, Xu Qi'an and his colleagues went to the Official Brothel Sector. Song Tingfeng, the young man from before, shamelessly followed along. Li Yuchun, who always said, "I'm just here to drink," and Yang Yan were also among them.

Fu Xiang had deep affection and loyalty towards Xu Qi'an. Every time he brought people to the Shadow Plum Pavilion, she would graciously attend and play a tune on the qin.

Some of the courtesans who had a close relationship with Xu Qi'an also joined in the fun, giving Xu Bai Piao the opportunity to be surrounded by beauties.

But Xu Bai Piao was not happy. While others were reveling until dawn, he was thinking:

Damn, this will cost me at least a hundred taels of silver.He came to the official brothel to talk about love with the courtesans, which was a glamorous and pure relationship without involving vulgar money transactions. But with so many colleagues coming to drink, it was impossible to do it for free.

Even if Fu Xiang was willing to pay for his "costs", Xu Qi'an, a man of seven feet tall, would not accept such a thing without taking a single thread from the people.

Please be cautious when treating guests in the future, especially in places like the official brothel... Tomorrow, I will try to get reimbursement from Wei Gong, hoping that he will sign the reimbursement form for me in consideration of my loyalty... Xu Qi'an forced a smile and raised his cup, saying:

"Let's drink, don't be polite, we won't return until we're drunk tonight."

They all got me drunk, so I saved money on sleeping with women!

As a result, they kept drinking until late at night, but none of these warriors got drunk. Xu Qi'an had to put on a smile and reluctantly ended the banquet, saying:

"In order to let my boss have a good sleep, when you guys rock the bed at night, you must follow the rhythm and not go off-key."

Li Yuchun: "........"

............

The next day, Xu Qi'an rode on Erlang's mount and hurried back to the yamen, arriving at the Yidao Hall and grinding his pen... He asked the clerk to write a reimbursement form.

Number of participants in this social gathering: twenty-one.

Items: praising the court, praising Wei Gong (drinking, having fun, and sleeping with beautiful women).

Cost: one hundred and sixty-four taels and three qian.

After finishing writing the note, Xu Qi'an pondered for a moment and thought that Li Yuchun was a person who cared about his reputation, so he asked the clerk to deliver it to Haoqi Tower.

Not long after, the clerk returned and reported, "Wei Gong said that the note was not written by you and lacks sincerity."

Huh... This means that Wei Yuan is not satisfied, but he is willing to reimburse me. Ha, don't worry Wei Gong, I will definitely repay your great kindness and grace!

Xu Qi'an immediately wrote another reimbursement form, dried the ink, folded it neatly, and asked the clerk to go again.

Not long after, the clerk returned, and Wei Yuan's reply was: not approved!

... Is he playing with me? Xu Qi'an became angry and asked, "What did Wei Gong say?"

The clerk hesitated for a long time and cautiously said, "He mocked your poor handwriting, does that count?"

Wei Yuan, you son of a bitch... Xu Qi'an angrily kicked the clerk out.

............

After the Spring Examination, the most anticipated event was supposed to be the palace examination a month later.

The four characters on the golden list have always moved people's hearts.

From the common people to the emperor and his officials, they all attach great importance to the imperial examination.

However, in the 37th year of Yuanjing, there were many incidents. First, there was a dispute among the Daoist sects, which only happened once in a century, and it was no less attractive than the imperial examination.

Later, the Western Region envoy entered the capital, causing another sensation.

The Buddhist temples in The Great Feng were desolate, and high-ranking Buddhist monks were rarely seen. However, the legends of the martial arts masters from the Buddhist temples were widely spread in The Great Feng.

Reincarnation, immortal golden body after death, breaking ten thousand laws with a relic, and so on.

People in the martial arts world were curious about the Buddhist temples, and the Western Region envoy did not disappoint them. The next day, a young and handsome monk came to the arena in the southern city.

He boasted and said that he wanted to learn from the top martial artists in the Central Plains with the Vajra Divine Art of the Buddhist temples.

That day, he attracted the attacks of many martial heroes, but no one could break his Vajra physical body and he left in disappointment.

In the northern city facing the southern city, another Western Region monk occupied the arena, but he did not challenge the top martial artists of The Great Feng, but gave a sermon.

The people in the city flocked to listen to the sermon of the high-ranking monk, listening with fascination. Some prodigal sons burst into tears, some villains changed their ways, and some men who had been single for generations had a great awakening and wanted to become monks...

Various rumors spread in the market, which were quite bizarre, and more and more people gathered to listen to the Buddhist teachings.

In an inn in the inner city.

Several tables of martial artists were discussing the Buddhist temples of the Western Region. It started as a casual conversation between two people, but more and more people joined in, and even ordinary people who were having meals joined the conversation.

"It's been three days already, and that little monk has never been defeated. You martial artists who boast of your skills can't even beat a little monk."

"What do you know as a commoner? That's not an ordinary little monk, he's a high-ranking monk from the Western Region. Even if he's a child, he can't be underestimated."

"I see, the Western Region Buddhist temples are indeed powerful. Compared to them, we in The Great Feng are far behind."

"Hmph, isn't the Nightwatcher supposed to be the guardian of the capital? Each of the ten Nightwatchers is a top-notch expert. Why haven't we seen the Nightwatcher take action?"

"You outsiders don't know. The Nightwatcher is also dealing with powerful officials, so they have become soft-shelled shrimps when it comes to external matters." A citizen of The Great Feng sneered.

On the contrary, a martial artist became unhappy and retorted, "Nonsense, a few days ago, I personally saw a Nightwatcher with a silver gong. With just one strike, he injured a sixth-rank expert."

To this, the response from the citizen of The Great Feng was, "But didn't you just say that even if it's a child from the Western Region Buddhist temples, they can't be underestimated? Can our warriors in The Great Feng be compared to them?"

"Well, that's true. I, as a great hero who has traveled the martial arts world for many years, have never seen such a powerful person with bronze skin and iron bones, shining with golden light. They truly deserve to be called Western Region masters."

On the second floor, Liu Gongzi withdrew his gaze from the railing and said indignantly, "A group of frogs at the bottom of a well! Master, what's the matter with that little monk's physical body?"

"That is the unique body forging technique of the Buddhist temples, far beyond the bronze skin and iron bones of the sixth rank." The middle-aged swordsman sighed."Let the immortals fight, we're just here to enjoy the show," the beautiful woman laughed.

Young Master Liu was not satisfied, staring at his future sword, which was currently his master's, and asked, "This divine weapon from the Bureau of Heavenly Masters, can it break his physical body?"

The middle-aged swordsman chuckled dismissively, not bothering to answer his disciple's naive question.

Rongrong, a woman with heavy makeup but not vulgar, frowned and asked, "In the past three days, most of the people who have come on stage are from the martial arts world. Occasionally, there are a few experts from the government, but their cultivation is not very high. Why don't high-ranking warriors take action?"

"You said it yourself, they are high-ranking warriors," the middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head, "We went to see that little monk yesterday. His cultivation is not high, but he relies on the Vajra Divine Power to remain undefeated. High-ranking strong people naturally have their own pride. If they win, it's not glorious. If they take more effort to break the physical body... it would be embarrassing."

The middle-aged swordsman nodded in agreement, adding, "The court does not send experts for the same reason. If the other party lets a little monk challenge, and the court hastily sends high-ranking strong people to suppress, who would be more embarrassed? The Great Feng should have some dignity."

"So we can only suffer in silence?" Young Master Liu frowned.

Although he usually roams the martial arts world, criticizing the government and the emperor, this is a matter of his own.

Once outsiders come to undermine the face of the Great Feng, Young Master Liu immediately feels a sense of shared hatred.

"It depends on whether the Great Feng has any young high-ranking experts," the middle-aged swordsman said, drinking his wine.

...........

At the same time, in the southern city, at a tavern.

Xu Qi'an, dressed in a silver gong uniform, stood on the lookout tower, watching the fight on the stage. To his left was the green-robed swordsman Chu Yuanzhen, and to his right was the burly 'Lu Zhishen' Heng Yuan.

At this moment, the one fighting with the little monk Jing Si was a young swordsman in white. His cultivation was not bad, at the peak of Qi Refining. It was unknown which famous sect's disciple he was.

This white-robed swordsman's swordsmanship was unpredictable and aimed at Jing Si's vital points.

Jing Si remained unmoved, allowing the iron sword to strike sparks on his body, occasionally deflecting the treacherous moves aimed at his crotch and eyes.

Although his body was invincible like a vajra, his clothes were not, and he still needed to protect his belt.

After hundreds of moves, the young swordsman in white was exhausted. He reluctantly sheathed his sword and conceded, "I admit defeat!"

There was a chorus of boos from the crowd. Whether they were citizens of the capital or martial artists, they were all disappointed.

"This seems to be the senior brother of the Butterfly Sword," Xu Qi'an pointed to a heroic and pretty female knight at the edge of the stage and said.

The "Butterfly Sword" of the Lu Cliff Sword Pavilion was ranked alongside Rongrong, the Thousand-Faced Female Thief, and the female swordsman of the Twin Blades Gate as the four flowers of the martial arts world.

She was indeed handsome, a beauty that caught the eye.

Heng Yuan and Chu Yuanzhen glanced at her a few times upon hearing this, then moved their gazes away without much interest.

"Master Heng Yuan, this is a unique body refining technique of the Western Region's Buddhist sect, belonging to the martial monk system," Chu Yuanzhen said, "Aren't you envious?"

"Of course I am," Heng Yuan said.

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Xu Qi'an heard this and felt a stir in his heart. The body refining technique demonstrated by the little monk Jing Si, could it be a method that could rival the toughness of copper skin and iron bones without the need for cooking and hammering?

"I'm envious too," Xu Qi'an swallowed.

Heng Yuan glanced at him, "The Diamond Sutra is not something that ordinary people can cultivate. Without a foundation in Buddhism, it is impossible to cultivate. Unless one is born with a Buddha root."

Are you talking about a real Buddha root... Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.

"Little monk, let me have a go at you."

At this moment, a burly man pushed through the crowd and jumped onto the stage.

This man had a divine light flickering on his body that ordinary people couldn't see. He was a warrior at the Copper Skin Iron Bone stage.

The crowd, who had just been disappointed and booing, suddenly became excited.

The little monk from the Western Regions had been showing off on the stage for three days, and finally, a high-ranking expert at the Copper Skin Iron Bone stage had been provoked.

"There's going to be a good show," Xu Qi'an laughed.

After saying that, his gaze swept across the crowd, and he was surprised to find a familiar face.

A woman dressed in a plain skirt, with a hairpin in her hair, dressed simply, with a somewhat plump figure.

Her face was serious, staring at the stage without blinking.

..........

PS: I'll update first and revise later. The next chapter might not be until midnight. Don't wait.