The old monk Huineng is a super master in the late stage of the innate stage, and one of the top suckers in the martial arts world.

He and Master Qingyun of Wudang struggled for decades to break through the innate. Knowing whether to break through the innate, naturally they would not believe that someone could surpass them and reach the level above the innate.

The poor Huineng was sold, especially unaware of it.

Only a few people in Zhongnanhai know that Zhang Lang is an innate existence.

It was only at that time that Zhang Lang did not control his own aura enough that he was discovered by the personal bodyguard of Duke Deng of the Guard Bureau.

Now that Zhang Lang stands in front of Huineng, Huineng will only think that Zhang Lang is an ordinary person with healthy body and strong qi and blood.

Deng Gong wanted to use Zhang Lang's hand to teach Huineng to be a human being, so he naturally would not tell him about Zhang Lang's ability.

He didn't even tell him that Zhang Lang knew martial arts, but just told Huineng that the four monks from Shaolin Temple were detained in Xilong Villa, and suspected that there was a congenital master in Xilong Villa.

Seeing that the innate master was not forced out, Huineng clasped his hands together again, "A-Mi-Tao-Buddha! All donors, I am polite!"

This time, Huineng did not use the lion's roar, but just spoke in a normal tone.

"That's right! Old monk, although we are old, our ears are not deaf, so we don't need such loud noises!" Old Master Guan, who was watching the battle, turned his head to look at Old Monk Huineng, and taught him a lesson without hesitation.

Because of Zhixin and others, the people in Xilong Villa now have no good feelings for monks.

"Dear donors, it's not right for me! I'm rude!" Huineng couldn't argue with them, and apologized generously to them.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Mr. Guan waved his hand generously, "What are you, the old monk, doing in our village?"

"I would like to ask all the donors, where is the donor named Zhang Lang? Where can I find him?" Huineng asked politely.

"Haha! Old monk, are you Huineng? I am the Zhang Lang you are looking for!" Zhang Lang took a step forward before looking up at Huineng and said with a smile.

"Master Zhang! You are polite! My four nephews of the monk were detained in Guizhuang. I also asked Master Zhang to invite that fellow man out to meet him! They are all fellow martial arts fellow man. If there are unnecessary disputes arise due to some misunderstandings, it will be unsatisfactory!" Huineng's words imply threatening.

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Zhixin and others were trapped there by Zhang Lang using a painting land. It has been more than a week. Every day, Zhang Lang would throw some food to them so that they would not be thirsty and hungry.

But don’t think that Zhang Lang is kind-hearted and needs excretion after eating and drinking.

But the plot is just a little bit like a prison, so Zhang Lang would not let them go out. Monk Zhixin, Qian Shaoming and twenty former police officers (who have been fired from public office) were all dealt with in this five-meter radius.

After a week, the taste here is unimaginable.

However, Zhang Lang's paintings were a prison, not only trapping them, but also blocking their existence with bans.

In other words, this restriction is like single-sided glass. They can clearly see and hear what is happening outside, but people outside cannot see them or hear them talking.

After more than a week of hard work, they finally saw the dawn. Their uncle, Elder Huineng, came to save them.

They wanted to tell the uncle about the hardships they suffered in Xilong Villa and let the uncle decide for them.

Unfortunately, they couldn't do it.

I could only watch Uncle Huineng walk past them.

Then Master Huineng said the lion's roar and did not suppress the people who were in Xilong Villa, but they were suppressed.

Zhixin, Zhigong, Zhishan, Zhiyuan, and Zhiyuan were Shaolin monks who spit out blood and fell to the ground.

Zhang Lang saw all this and smiled in his heart, "I wonder if Huineng knew that he would have shaken his four nephews out of internal injuries, and would he be depressed?"

"Old monk Huineng, I am the head of the village. If you have anything to say, just say it to me!" Zhang Lang put down the chess piece in his hand and said with a smile, as if he was not facing the innate master of Shaolin Temple, but talking to his subordinates.

"Master Zhang, my four nephews were detained in Xilong Villa. I came here just to find out if there was any misunderstanding in the middle!" In Huineng's eyes, Zhang Lang was an ordinary person with a little fist and kick, so he did not use any means to Zhang Lang, but said kindly.

This is not Huineng's good temper, but a kind of contempt, just as the leaders of those countries are as happy as ordinary civilians when they see them.

"Misunderstanding? Your Shaolin Temple monks helped the evildoer and came to demolish the land temple in Xilong Villa and let us build a temple! Do you think this is a misunderstanding?" Since Huineng is willing to speak well, Zhang Lang would not be frowning.

"This..., Mr. Zhang, I wonder where my four nephews are? Can I see you?"

Huineng was speechless for a moment. He only knew that Zhixin and the other four came out to help the Qian family stand up due to favors, but they didn't know what they did. The person who sent the message only said that Zhixin and the other four were detained in Xilong Villa, and did not say why.

Huineng flashed through many thoughts in an instant.

Now I heard that Zhixin went to Xilong Villa to demolish the land temple. After all, they were in the wrong.

It is true that in order to compete for faith and incense, Buddhism and Taoism have been in constant conflict for thousands of years and have also done things to drive away the Taoist temples, but they have never demolished the temples.

The temple is a heavenly belief system independent of Buddhism and Taoism.

There are also Buddhists in the Heavenly Court. For thousands of years, Buddhist and Taoist disputes have been going on, but no one has ever made things difficult for the temple, let alone demolishing the temple.

If he could argue because of something else, Huineng would not be careless when it comes to the issue of faith.

Can they demolish this land temple?

Huineng could also guess why Zhixin and the other two wanted to demolish the land temple and build temples. The spiritual energy here was stronger than Shaoshi Mountain, and even he couldn't help but feel moved.

Huineng secretly scolded Zhixin for being confused and discussed with the people of Xilong Villa that he could choose a place to build a temple near Xilong Villa? Even their Shaoshi Mountain does not have a land temple?

How can I do it like now?

"Okay! They are behind you!" Zhang Lang said with a smile.

"ah?"

Huineng was shocked and quickly turned around and looked around.

"A-Mi-Tao-Buddha!" ​​Huineng couldn't help but screamed anger.

More than twenty people were crowded together, and Zhixin and the other four were inside. The shiny head was so conspicuous.

These more than 20 people were really miserable, and they were tortured to no avail.
Chapter completed!