If Zhang Jing brightly gave the Qilin blood to Yu Qingzi, wouldn’t he tell him directly that he was Li Zheng, the Heavenly Demon Palace who had caused storms in the world recently?

Lord Zhang doesn't want to reveal his identity so quickly now.

Moreover, although Yu Qingzi is also a powerful man, he is really a little weak and is not worthy of Zhang Jing's spending so much money to win over.

Let’s talk about it when you have the chance in the future.

If he knew the current affairs, Zhang Jing would not mind regaining his strength. If he didn't know the current affairs, he would kill him.

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

Jinlian Zen Temple,

Inside a majestic hall.

The Buddha's compassionate statue stands in the center, as if he has seen through the joys and sorrows of the world.

The slightly dozed eyes also showed a hint of indifference.

Monk Wangyou knelt in front of the Buddha with both knees, folded his hands together, and stared at the ground with a faint look.

The two old monks with indifferent expressions in front of him stood beside Monk Wangyou.

"Forget it, do you know your guilt?"

The old monk standing on the right side of Monk Wangyou asked directly without any fancy.

Even while questioning, a hint of Buddhist sound wave magic power was mixed in his tone to shock him.

Monk Wangyou raised his head expressionlessly and asked softly:

"Dare you ask the Lord, what sin did the disciple commit?"

In Buddhism, the realm of heaven and man is also called the realm of venerables, while the realm of true immortals is revered as the Buddha's fruit position.

"What sin?"

"You have never violated the eight precepts of Buddhism? The precepts of lust, killing, lying, drinking..."

The old monk was very careful about the precepts that Monk Wangyou once committed.

Monk Wangyou listened quietly to the old monk's words, without fear or satisfaction, but just said lightly.

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart, and the disciples have Buddha in their hearts."

"Forget the worries..."

The monk on the right sighed.

"Abbot."

Monk Wangyou nodded slightly.

"I have always known your style of doing things. Although I have violated some precepts, it is not impossible to make up for it. If I can see through the world in the future, it will not be a big deal to achieve the Venerable."

"But, the reason I recalled you this time was because you did too much and actually got involved with the people from the Dongqi court, which made my Jinlian Zen Temple in a difficult situation in Buddhism."

The old monk said slowly.

"disciple......"

Monk Wangyou was silent and knew who the people in the Eastern Qi court were mentioned by the Venerable.

"Zhang Jing has always been cruel and ruthless in his behavior, and his personality is even more moody. He often confiscates his family and has deep karma. If you make friends with him like this, you are slandering the Zen temple."

"Zhang...Zhang donor is just the true nature..."

"No matter whether he is true or ruthless, the murder of his sitting down cannot be argued. Therefore, I hope you can help the Zen Temple once and invite Zhang Jing to the Zen Temple."

"I wonder what the abbot wants to invite Donor Zhang to the Zen Temple?"

Monk Wangyou raised his head.

"Eliminate the harm to the world..."

The old monk sighed.

"Eliminate the harm to the world?" Wangyou widened his eyes.

"The origin of this chapter of the mirror is mysterious and strange. In the future, there will be cholera and people in the world to make a living. I hope you can let go of your personal relationship and let the Zen Temple suppress it."

Monk Wangyou looked at the old monk without any hesitation and chuckled, "Cholera Jianghu... Abbot, do you think these words can deceive your disciples?"

"Enough, forget about your worries. The Zen Temple will raise you and let you enter martial arts to give you the resources to practice. Without the Zen Temple, there will be no today. Do you want to ignore the interests of the Zen Temple for a mere world of friendship?"

The monk on the left shouted angrily, unconsciously using the lion's roar, and the heavy sound instantly resounded throughout the hall.

"The Zen temple has good fortune with me, so I'm here,"

Monk Wangyou said lightly, and did not mention anything else.

"presumptuous!"

The monk on the left glared and widened his eyes.

"Even if you don't cooperate, as long as the news of your imprisonment spreads, do you think that Zhang Jing will remain indifferent?" said the abbot in a temptation.

"Once upon a time, Master Zhang said that Buddhism is all hypocritical and fake monks, without any compassion, and only has one more layer of the right cloak compared to the demonic path. At that time, I refuted it."

"I still refute now that there are indeed many fake monks in the world, but there are also some real Buddhist monks, but there are only a few."

Monk Wangyou sighed.

"Forget it, you are possessed by the devil..." The abbot put away his compassionate appearance, and there seemed to be some ridicule in his eyes.

"Yes, I might be possessed."

Wangyou nodded.

"Since you are stubborn, I have to throw you into the Demon-Suppressing Tower. I hope you can repent as soon as possible and return to the right path of Buddhism." The abbot stood in front of his chest with one hand, nodded slightly, and chanted Amitabha Buddha in his mouth.

"The right path in Buddhism..." Monk Wangyou chuckled.

Although the tone is light, you can feel the sarcastic meaning.

The abbot of Jinlian Zen Temple had a solemn face that imprisoned Monk Wangyou's whole body and ordered the monks in the temple to invade Monk Wangyou to the bottom of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

"Wangyou is so uncooperable, can Zhang Jing come?"

The Buddhist Venerable frowned slightly.

"If you don't cooperate, you won't cooperate. As long as he is here, Zhang Jing will come. Wangyou will save his life no matter what. According to his style, it is impossible to sit idly by and watch him be suppressed in the Demon-Suppressing Tower."

"What a pity, with his talent, he should be able to break through to the Venerable Realm within a hundred years."

"It's okay to practice under the Demon-Suppressing Tower. As a Zen disciple, you should put the interests of Zen temple first. If you are compassionate to save the world, you will not be able to spread Zen temple Buddhism throughout the world."

Monk Wangyou, whose cultivation was imprisoned, looked at the dark demon-suppressing tower below without any fear, because he had already had some premonition in his heart before coming to the Zen temple.

The reason why I insisted on coming was that it was the whole of the kindness of the Zen temple.

As for Zhang Jing, he was actually ready.

Monk Wangyou is a smart person. When the uncle in the Zen temple sent a message to him, Monk Wangyou had already associated everything related to him.

What exactly is it worth recalling him by the Zen Temple, and regardless of his identity as the Grand Master of Jindan, he vaguely wants to attack him. After thinking about it, only Zhang Jing is the only one.

Only Zhang Jing is worthy of the fight between the people or things related to him.

"Junior Brother Wangyou, let's go."

The leading middle-aged monk grabbed Wangyou with expressionless face and jumped out of the dark pit.

The demon-suppressing tower in the Jinlian Zen Temple is not a tower in the ordinary sense, but a reverse. The spire of the tower is at the bottom, and the ones at the bottom are all extremely vicious evildoers, many of the great masters of the Jindan. There were even times when the powerful power of the heavenly being suppressed, and it was also a place where forgetfulness was imprisoned.

There are more than a dozen cages made of black iron at the bottom, with imprisonment formations carved around them. Monk Wangyou followed the monk in front of him, silently looking at some martial arts powerful men with disheveled hair and eyes without any spirit.

At the same time, I was also asking myself in my heart, "Are these really vicious people?"

No one told Monk Wangyou the answer, because he actually had the answer in his heart.

In the end, Monk Wangyou was imprisoned in one of the cages, with four black iron chains bound his hands and feet.

"Hehe...I didn't expect that there was a monk who was imprisoned here."

"Bald, what sins have you committed outside?"

"Die bald donkey, just enjoy it here."

“Hehehehehehehehe..."

"A hypocritical monk, hahaha..."

The martial arts powerful men who were imprisoned around kept mocking Wangyou, while he closed his eyes, but a flame in his heart could not be extinguished.

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

After visiting everyone, Zhang Jing returned to the Zhenwusi and began to summon several newly promoted commanders to prepare to give them some points.

Facing the famous Zhang Jing, everyone naturally leaned down and did not dare to prick the slightest.

In the following days, Zhang Jing did not go back to retreat. His current cultivation level could not be improved simply by retreat. He had ordered his men to search for traces of the remnants of the Northern Yan in the territory of Dongqi. It was not until a letter from Monk Wangyou that disrupted Zhang Jing's deployment.

In the letter, Monk Wangyou talked about a lot of past events, which made Zhang Jing feel a little wrong. Sure enough, Zhang Jing found that the wrong thing came from on the second page.
To be continued...