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Chapter 588 Unfeeling Request (Please Subscribe Monthly Pass)

Jiang Zhou's eagerness to move still failed in the end.

When he was going out with King Guangling, he bumped into the Dharma King in red at Zunsheng Temple.

Just now he and Venerable Miaohua lingered at his door, and after leaving, the red-clothed Dharma king went back and forth again, blocking the river boat that was going to be happy.

The Dharma King in red looked at Jiang Zhou and smirked for a while, then stared straight at King Guangling.

Staring at King Guangling for a while, he waved his hands again and again and said, "It's alright, alright, I'm afraid of you, I'll let you go, alright?"

As he spoke, he said to Jiang Zhou, "Suddenly something happened, let's make an appointment next time", and ran away.

Okay...how about a drink?

Jiang Zhou stretched out his hand, but in the end he didn't call out.

Good things are ruined, staring at the red-clothed Dharma King with unkind eyes: "What do you want to do?"

"Hey hey hey..."

The Dharma King in red smiled apologetically, and then bowed to Jiang Zhou in a very formal monk's manner: "Benefactor Jiang, the poor monk is being polite."

This is the ceremony used by Zunsheng Temple to seniors who have achieved both Taoism and morality among their peers.

It can be regarded as respect for Jiang Zhou's current achievement as a third-rank Yuanshen real person.

At the same time, it also represents the acknowledgment of Jiang Zhou, or the existence of Fang Cunshan behind him in the fairy gate.

Not only on behalf of himself, but also a signal of the attitude change of Zunsheng Temple and even the entire Xianmen.

Although Jiang Zhou didn't quite understand the meaning of it, he could feel its meaning.

Although he doesn't really care.

He used to pull the banner of Fangcunshan just to protect himself.

Now he has one body and four bodies, all of which have the cultivation level of becoming a saint, and the incarnation of Fa Hai has reached the sky in one step, and he is only one step away from the first-rank holy, and has enough self-protection power.

From now on, even if he publicly said that Fangcunshan was fake, not many people would believe it.

And it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not.

Now, on Liangjiang Estuary, within a day, one of the four sages is known to the world.

In addition, in Flying Dragon Valley, Wushuang Martial Saint retreated from the "True Immortal" with a single blow.

As long as there are these few people, Fangcunshan is real.

Even if there are only these few people, few people dare to provoke them easily.

So Jiang Zhou doesn't need to rack his brains to create his own "personal design" in the future.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

The red-clothed Dharma King was not surprised to see his unkind expression.

It is normal for Zunsheng Temple to offend Jiang Zhou.

But he never thought of the real reason, it was his own appearance that disturbed the other party's good things...

The Dharma King in red smiled all over his face, and didn't care about Jiang Zhou's indifference: "I also want to congratulate Benefactor Jiang. Once he becomes a saint, his life will be extended for thousands of years. It is not vain to become a Taoist in the future."

Jiang Zhou frowned: "That's all?"

The Dharma King in red rubbed his hands, and said a little embarrassedly: "Benefactor Jiang, you don't know that the poor monk is also responsible for defeating the Yu Kingdom this time."

"what?"

Jiang Zhou suspected that he had heard wrong.

The red-clothed Dharma King quickly explained: "The benefactor doesn't know. The poor monk has long known that the four evils, the wonderful crimes, the good fortune, the good, the wonderful evil, colluded with this person, Yu Li, and it would be detrimental to the benefactor."

"Then I said that the poor monk, brother Miaohua, kowtowed hard for several days and nights under the statue of Zunsheng Buddha's mother. His heart was overwhelmed and his spirit was seriously injured. Only then did he beg for the Buddha's mother to bestow the light of Wuxiang wisdom. Umbrella, hurry to help the benefactor!"

The red-clothed Dharma King gesticulated, with a look of grief on his face: "Because of this, the poor monk's cultivation base has been greatly damaged, and my brother Miaohua will suffer even more!"

"He had already hurt his soul, and this time it's even worse. The discount in Taoism is irreparable for Jiazi's work!"

"Woooo..."

As he spoke, he wiped away tears that didn't exist at all.

"..."

Jiang Zhou twitched slightly as he watched him perform hard.

"Cultivation is greatly damaged?"

Jiang Zhou looked him up and down, and said, "I see that your face is flushed, and your blood is stronger than mine."

Nostrils moved slightly, and he sneered, "Did you just eat fragrant meat? Is it delicious?"

"That is!"

The Dharma King in red straightened his waist: "It's not that the poor monk is blowing with you! The fragrant meat is rolling three times, and the gods can't stand still!"

"Especially if it is prepared with the secret method of the poor monk, it is really...uh!"

The red-clothed Dharma King suddenly came back to his senses, smiled mischievously, and dodged his eyes.

"Stop acting."

Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes.

Don't look at this red-clothed Dharma King who looks rough and looks reckless in his actions and words, but Jiang Zhou doesn't believe that he is really such a person.

After a lot of talking, the central idea is probably Miaohua.

The others are all fake, except that Miaohua invites that big white umbrella and his soul is damaged, but it should be true.

Just now when the two were wandering in front of his house, Jiang Zhou already knew about it and realized that Miaohua's situation was actually very bad.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Sensing Jiang Zhou's impatience, the Dharma King in red also knew that the other party must have heard what he meant, and he said, "Benefactor Jiang, although my brother Miaohua came a bit late, but after all, it is out of good intentions, isn't it?"

"Well... can the benefactor have a lot, think about Miaohua's painstaking efforts, and if you have offended him in the past, don't bother with him?"

"Speaking of which, the poor monk actually hates him. He is a bit unscrupulous in his actions, but he still has a good heart."

"that's it?"

Jiang Zhou smiled: "I have nothing to do with your Zunsheng Temple, and he didn't offend me last time. Your Zunsheng Temple's "Jingshijing" is indeed similar to the scriptures I said, so it can't be regarded as him. clever words, "

"Although he has other thoughts, he has paid the price, and it is considered clear. From now on, you and I will go our own way."

These words are not because he has a big heart.

It's just that since he became a saint, his mind has also greatly improved, and many things that he could not perceive before can be seen like lines in the palm of his hand.

The Zunsheng Temple felt a bit evil to him.

Especially the "Jing Shi Jing".

He knew where the Mahayana scriptures he recited came from.

But there are many similarities in that "Jing Shi Jing".

If it's just thinking, it's just that even the words, sentence patterns, etc. are almost the same.

It would be too far-fetched to say that in the two worlds, the "sages and sages" who wrote these scriptures had a tacit understanding.

Jiang Zhou was very curious, but the aura in his heart reminded him that it is better not to touch it for the time being.

Under such circumstances, he naturally planned to keep a respectful distance from Zunsheng Temple.

At this moment, the red-clothed Dharma King laughed loudly: "The poor monk said that the benefactor is broad-minded, and he really deserves to be a true cultivator of morality!"

Jiang Zhou curled his lips: "It's over, can we go?"

The Dharma King in red suddenly twitched again: "Well... there is another unfeeling request... I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Since it's an unfeeling request, don't say it."

Jiang Zhou sneered, turned around and raised his legs to leave.

"Ehhh!"

The Dharma King in red hurried to catch up.

Repeatedly: "Master Jiang, poor monk, I remember that your senior brother, Master Fahai, once said that when he became a saint, he would give lectures on Mahayana Buddhism under the Leifeng Pagoda and open the gates of the mountain. I wonder if it is true?"

Jiang Zhou paused, turned around and smiled and said, "Do you want me to persuade Brother Fa Hai not to teach the Fa in your territory?"

This is the territory of Zunsheng Temple. If others open the gates here and preach the Dharma, if they are just ordinary people, Zunsheng Temple will just laugh it off and not even mention it.

But if it is a very prestigious "holy monk" like "Fahai", it is tantamount to smashing the field.

The Dharma King in red rubbed his hands coyly, and nodded very simply: "That's exactly what he meant, Benefactor Jiang, look, our two families don't know each other, we are friends."

Jiang Zhou was unmoved: "If you want to speak such false words again, don't blame me for being rude."

Hearing this, the Dharma King in red sighed, and put away his laughter: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the benefactor."

"Actually, the poor monk's ruthless invitation is not only for my Zunsheng Temple, but also for you, the benefactor..."

　I would like to ask everyone's opinions. I am still a little hesitant about the following plot. There are probably two directions. One is to start traveling the world, encountering immortals, slaying demons, subduing demons, and solving cases. Country" as the main, probably refers to the direction of the family, the country, and the world. The two lines coexist, and I don't know how to divide the priority...

　　
　
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