AWB Chapter 318 King Wuxuan
Chapter 318 King Wuxuan
Zhang Song's steps were like lotus flowers, and his body was emitting a strong Buddhist light. When he arrived at the Huguo Temple, the abbot was already waiting in front of the door with many monks.
"I, Guangzhi, pay my respects to you, Senior. I wonder which sacred mountain or temple you are from."
"I am a poor monk named Randeng, and I come from the Great Freedom Temple on Vulture Peak."
The abbot was stunned. Zhang Song walked forward and arranged a larger yard for me near the Sutra Library.
Guangzhi obeyed immediately. Just when he was a little slow to react, he felt a Buddha shining brightly in his sea of consciousness, as if he wanted to sit in meditation and pass away.
Huguo Temple is the largest temple in Luofeng, and its abbot is a great cultivator at the level of transformation of spirits.
Zhang Song's eyes turned black and white as he looked at the skeleton of a monk sitting cross-legged in the stupa on the back mountain of Huguo Temple.
A stupa is a place where monks are buried and their relics are enshrined after their death.
The realm of True Lord is pretty good, and the Withered Bone Sutra is also a small success.
Guangzhi gave his courtyard with three entrances and three exits to Zhang Song.
...
Several major forces in the city all know that this Ran Deng has a high level of cultivation and may have reached the He Dao realm.
Zhang Song would read scriptures every day, occasionally drink tea with Guangzhi, and go to the restaurant to drink some spiritual wine.
Now all these forces know that if they want to meet this eminent monk, they must prepare the finest spiritual wine and food.
"Senior Randeng, King Wuxuan is here to visit you."
The palace steward at the side hurriedly and respectfully handed over the gift list.
A treasure, ten immortal stones, and ten jars of spiritual wine.
"come in."
King Wuxuan was dissatisfied. He had seen powerful people in the Hedao realm before, but even the three True Lords in Luofeng City did not have such a grand ceremony.
"I have met Master Ran Deng."
After sitting down, I suddenly found that my body became extremely comfortable. The Buddha's light on Master Randang's body was bright but not dazzling, peaceful and tolerant.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Song took the initiative to ask, "Why is the prince coming this time?"
"I want to offer my offering to the Master."
"Fifty immortal stones and fifty jars of spirit wine every year."
Immortal stones are not spiritual stones. Even princes like them are reluctant to use them. Only after seeing Master Ran Deng’s strength with their own eyes did they grit their teeth and say this number.
It seems that this prince can't help it anymore.
The one who sits on the dragon throne now, I don't know if he is old and incompetent, but he actually delegated power and asked each road and city to prepare a group of elite soldiers. He even opened the inner treasury and allowed those generals to learn the skills of the Hedao realm.
How can I miss such an opportunity?
"Haha, forget about the offerings. Since my prince is the first one to come and pay me a visit, it can be considered a fate. I will stay here for another three years."
"If there is something you can't solve, come to me."
Zhang Song took on too much responsibility, and for fear of frightening the prince, he was even prepared to directly help the prince start a rebellion.
Guangzhi next to him smiled bitterly. Is he a great monk? Why does he seem to be afraid that the world will not be in chaos?
King Wuxuan naturally didn't believe it, but he could see that this Randeng had other intentions, but it was okay this way.
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That night, a middle-aged man slowly walked up the mountain.
The gate of the courtyard opened automatically to both sides with a loud noise.
The entire Huguo Temple seemed to be pressed to the ground by a long spear, and not a single bird or insect could sing.
"Master Ran Deng, don't you know that monks are not allowed to interfere in government affairs?"
He did not prepare for anyone to respond. He raised his finger, which turned into a gun intent, and with blood and energy gushing out, he pointed it towards the house.
"How rude." Zhang Song walked out, and his finger was like a child pointing randomly in the air.
The entire temple was restored.
"I won't ask you why you are here. I will punish you by making you kneel at the door for ten days. Is that okay?"
The man's body suddenly tensed up and he couldn't move at all. He was thrown at the door, kneeling on the ground.
"If you are disrespectful to Buddha, you should be punished!"
There was deep fear in this man's eyes. He had been promoted to the Divine Lord realm for sixty-seven years and had seen countless masters, but he had never been like today. He had no idea how the other party made a move.
To fish, you need bait.
Zhang Song then began to comprehend the heaven and earth. The laws of nature here were much worse than those in the Hongjun World.
In the same big world, one is like the ocean, infinitely vast, with huge and terrifying creatures living in it; the other is like a river, seemingly turbulent, but it cannot raise a dragon. At most, it can give birth to some dragons with fat fish and beautiful water.
Fortunately, my real body is practicing in the Immortal Palace.
The merits of the Hongjun World are integrated into the main body. There is a merit crutch. If it is placed in this world, it is like putting a red-hot iron into water, which will be attacked immediately.
However... he carefully felt the difference between the two worlds, and realized that the suppression he suffered was at most 30%, and 70% of his combat power was enough to deal with some ordinary Heavenly Masters.
In the Immortal Palace, Bai Jingjing, Zhu Ye and Zhang Qingying were also studying the skills here.
With Zhang Song's original body here to guide him, he could master the knowledge and practice very quickly.
Ku Wu, Ku Wu!
Xianku Wurong, the spiritual energy of this world has been severely drained, and the monks of the Dry Bone Temple have occupied almost 70% of the vitality.
Just eating without giving back.
The most important thing is that this big world has been penetrated by the Hongjun big world twice, its origin is damaged, and it cannot swallow other worlds.
It’s like a seriously injured person who can’t eat. Naturally, he feels hungry and uncomfortable, waiting to die.
As the spiritual energy is weak, the speed of cultivation is naturally slow. Martial arts gradually become popular, and countless unwilling cultivators are studying the path of immortal martial arts.
Taoist Master Ku Wu, even though he knew that he could not defeat any Taoist master in the Hongjun world, was unwilling to miss such an opportunity.
Gather strength and prepare to take the opportunity to take a big bite.
Everything fell into place.
……
Master Guangzhi turned the Buddhist beads in his hands, sensing the changes in the temple, and was shocked.
After pondering for a moment, he put on a red cassock with gold thread and walked towards Zhang Song's courtyard.
When he reached the door, he stopped, clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully.
This is General Xiao Heihu, who is brave and good at fighting. His daughter is also a concubine and accompanies the emperor.
Xiao Heihu just rolled his eyes but could not utter a word, like a stone sculpture.
Guangzhi didn't dare to say more, and stood in front of the door, "Guangzhi greets Master Ran Deng."
The courtyard gate opened, and Guangzhi walked in with his head down, and saw Zhang Song sitting on a stone bench, holding a scripture in one hand, as if nothing had happened.
"An evil guest broke into the temple and disturbed the master."
"That's fine, but I heard in the city that this General Xiao is a descendant of the current emperor. How could he attack me for no reason?"
"Is it really because of King Wuxuan's visit at noon?"
Guangzhi gave a bitter smile. He was actually a monk from the Kugu Temple and also the emperor's man.
The purpose here is to monitor and report every move in Luofeng City.
He was also clear about his identity, and both the city lord and King Wuxuan knew it clearly.
They did not make things difficult for themselves, and also wanted to reassure the emperor, so they understood each other tacitly.
"Xiao Heihu is probably King Wuxuan's man."
"The emperor ordered his subordinates to form elite military corps in every city and province. General Xiao responded immediately and selected 3,000 elite soldiers. However, King Wuxuan did not make any move and did not interfere with General Xiao's formation of the army. I think there must be some involvement between the two."
After thinking for a while, he added in a low voice: "General Xiao is a great and powerful True Lord after all. He has held the military power for a hundred years. King Wuxuan is only in the Nascent Soul stage. I dare not speak nonsense about the various reasons."