I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 123 Provoking the Tang King Step by Step
Although Master Pudu never appeared in the Tang Dynasty, his reputation spread far and wide.

There was no one in the Tang Dynasty's court who had not heard of his name.

Imperial Master Zhao Guizhen was already quite capable, but even so, he was still forced to sign many unequal treaties with Master Pudu.

For example, the materials that needed to be transported to the Southern Wilderness every year accounted for half of the taxes of the Tang Dynasty.

For example, abolish all other religions and only respect universal salvation.

As a result, of the various religious sects that were once flourishing all over the Tang Dynasty, only the Purdue Sect is now the only one that dominates.

But even so, neither Zhao Guizhen nor King Tang tried to stop it.

Instead, he used a large amount of money from the national treasury to build a temple for Master Pu Du.

In the east, west, south, north and center of Chang'an City alone, five were built.

Even in terms of scale, it far exceeds old temples such as Ci'en Temple and Xingshen Temple that have existed for more than a hundred years.

According to word of mouth, Master Pudu could destroy an army of 100,000 in the Tang Dynasty with a wave of his hand, and could cause the mountains in the Southern Wilderness to collapse and rivers to flow backwards with just a light step.

He is not a human being, but the true Buddha in heaven.

"King of Tang, come and welcome me!"

Jin Chan holds the Qingtan in his left hand and places his right palm upright in front of his chest.

His eyelids drooped slightly, without even looking ahead, he spoke to the King of Tang sitting on the Golden Phoenix Chair.

Instantly.

The scene was silent and no one dared to say a word, not even moving their heads left or right.

He was afraid that if he looked at her wrongly, he would either be executed by the King of Tang or be sucked into the sky by these strange tentacles.

Li Yingtai, who was hiding in the crowd, was secretly amazed at Jin Chan's superb acting skills.

After Jin Chan spoke for the second time.

The King of Tang remained unmoved on his seat. The long pearl curtain hanging from his crown covered his face, and from a distance it was just a shadow.

"King Tang, don't you want the White Jade Guanyin to be reshaped?"

Jin Chan spoke again.

At the same time, the tentacles that emerged from the Qingtan tree seemed to be sensitive and began to eat the old eunuch that was rolled up in the air.

The flesh was torn into pieces, and the old eunuch in the air screamed even more miserably than when pigs were slaughtered during the New Year.

In a short while, the entire lower body became a pile of bloody bones.

"That's enough, please invite the wise master into the hall!"

Sudden.

The King of Tang sitting on the Phoenix Chair spoke.

His voice was slow and soft, without intonation or even emotion.

Hearing this, Jin Chan slapped Qingtan again, which made Qingtan retract his tentacles.

Then he walked step by step towards the hall.

But this time no one dared to mention the body search.

On the steps leading to the main hall, Jin Chan half-opened his eyes and looked around quietly.

The King of Tang was seen sitting alone on the golden phoenix chair at the highest point.

Wu Li, who had transformed into the queen, sat upright at the lower right, her eyes fixed straight ahead without even glancing at Jin Chan.

The civil and military officials standing on both sides, holding tablets symbolizing different official positions, lowered their heads one after another.

I dare not look directly at the legendary Master of Universal Salvation.

After all, the old eunuch, who had lost half of his body, was still lying in a pool of blood, groaning in pain.

"Give the wise teacher a seat!"

The Tang King only raised his big hand that was supporting the Phoenix Chair and waved it slightly.

The eunuchs below quickly brought over a round chair carved from white jade and printed with lotus flowers.

"Master, the white jade Guanyin that was transported from the Southern Wasteland has been completely broken. The blood inside is now in the Huaqing Pool, but it has become a mortal object."

The King of Tang stopped talking and asked a young eunuch beside him to pass on the message. It was unknown whether it was because of fatigue or because he had taken the elixir and became stupid.

On the day that Master Pu Du died, the first crack appeared on the white jade Guanyin stored in the deep palace of the Tang Dynasty.

The crack grew bigger and bigger day by day and continued to spread until a few days ago when it completely split open in the Huaqing Pool.

All 1,080 bathing pools in the Huaqing Pool were filled to the brim.

The originally elegant place that was like a fairyland and was only used for bathing by the royal family of the Tang Dynasty turned into a place as terrifying and creepy as the underworld.

The strong stench of blood caused people from a hundred miles around to move away, and even birds passing by in the sky took detours to avoid it, for fear of falling into the pool of blood below.

"I have already entered the Buddhist sect. I can restore this white jade Guanyin to its original state at any time."

Jin Chan spoke calmly in the tone of Master Pudu.

"Then could you please show me your magical powers, Master?"

The young eunuch glanced at King Tang, and only continued to ask after seeing King Tang nodded slightly.

"Okay, but"

Jin Chan stopped talking halfway through.

"But what? Does the wise teacher have any request?"

"I will find one million believers in the Tang Kingdom to follow me into the Southern Wilds, and I will also build a 100-meter-high white jade statue in Chang'an City. The King of Tang only needs to kneel before the statue for ten days after it is completed, and I will restore the white jade Guanyin to its original state."

Jin Chan stood up, walked up the stairs as if no one was around, and walked towards King Tang step by step.

One million citizens entered the Southern Wilderness, and the King of Tang was required to kneel before the statue of Pudu Xianshi for ten days.

What's the difference between this and rubbing the face of the Tang Dynasty?
If the King of Tang really agreed, the Tang Kingdom would no longer have a place among the seven countries in the Central Plains.

As soon as these words came out.

The ministers were indignant, and even the Jinwu Guards in the hall drew their swords and glared at Jin Chan.

Now all we need is the order from King Tang.

These people would resolutely draw their swords and chop at this wise teacher who had humiliated the dignity of the Tang Dynasty.

Even if the outcome is unknown, I will choose to sacrifice my life for justice.

"Ha ha!"

Sudden.

King Tang, sitting on the Golden Phoenix Chair, threw his head back and laughed.

"You are just a million lowly people. I will give you two million. In addition to Chang'an, I will build a hundred-meter statue and a tower in each of the four capitals. I will let all the officials kneel down and worship me for ten days."

"As long as Master Xian can repair the White Jade Guanyin, all of this will be fine."

The fact that the king of a country was so humble made the officials and the Jinwu Guards in the audience angry but not able to speak out.

This was the first time such an absurd thing had happened in the thousand-year history of the Tang Dynasty.

"My lord, this is absolutely not allowed. It is absolutely not allowed!"

offstage.

The 86-year-old old tutor, an old minister who had assisted three generations of Tang kings, suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, the people are the foundation of the country. How can you call them pariahs? And how can we send two million people of the Tang Dynasty to a barren land like the Southern Wilderness?"

The old tutor has reached the limit of his patience. Even if he were to die here, he would not cut off the lifeblood of the Tang Dynasty.

"You are just a demon nun from the tiny Southern Wilderness. Are you worthy enough for my king to kneel before your statue?"

The extremely angry old master stood up.

Then he swung his arm and smashed the pear wood cane in his hand towards Jin Chan.

Unfortunately, the force was a little too small, and the crutch only flew halfway before falling down with a "bang".

"Get off here, is that the place you deserve to be in?"

The old master pointed at Jin Chan and cursed with his dry and wrinkled fingers, trembling.

(End of this chapter)