Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 281 Master Jiekong has profound Buddhist teachings. Send this to Lao He. You must try it.

"Oh, old abbot, I have heard of your great name for a long time. It is such a great honor for me to meet you today!"

After reaching Mount Shaoshi, He Songling bowed and greeted the contemporary Shaolin abbot like a human being.

"Amitabha, congratulations to you! It is a great pleasure for our ancient temple that a great person like you can come to Shaolin to exchange ideas!"

The Shaolin abbot also put his hands together and pretended to be polite to He Songling. In fact, he didn't want such a Taoist master to come to his house. Zhang Zhiwei's visit was enough to give him a headache. He had to do his best to deal with him every day, and he would be slapped in the face if he was not careful.

The Shaolin abbot could see clearly that this guy's strength was definitely much higher than his own. Even though he was decades older, if he really fought with Zhang Zhiwei, he might not be able to hold out until he used thunder magic.

Fortunately, his disciple Jie Kong was a talented person and took Zhang Zhiwei over. It was a blessing that he managed to survive the beatings for so many days. Then, He Songling appeared again.

But there was nothing he could do. He Songling took Tian Jinzhong on a tour of Henan and visited all the famous martial arts schools. If Shaolin did not take the initiative to invite him, it would seem like it looked down on the master.

Fortunately, they heard that He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei were both battle maniacs and had fought countless battles over the years. If the two of them could fight on Mount Shaoshi, it would be easy for these monks.

It was with this mentality that he asked his disciples to go down the mountain to look for He Songling. A total of eight disciples were sent, divided into four groups, to look for him from different main roads and famous sects.

Jie Kong was the strongest and most anxious, so he was the first one to find He Songling.

"Okay, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations."

He Songling replied with a smile, then turned his wrist, took out a small gift box from the space, and presented it with both hands.

"Old abbot, this is ambergris found in the South China Sea, agarwood from a thousand-year-old dark wood, and some Hainan Huanghuali. I am a mortal boy and cannot recognize the treasures of the monks. I have polished a string of beads and would like to ask the abbot to consecrate them."

"Oh, look at you. You came just like that, but why did you bring anything with you? I'm a Buddhist and I don't talk about these things. Hahaha... Don't do that next time!"

The Shaolin abbot opened the brocade box and saw that, as expected, a calm fragrance wafted out first, and then he saw a string of twenty-four newly made hand-held Buddhist beads lying inside, all made of precious wood and spices.

With He Songling's current power, it is very easy to find some of these things. He had not thought about coming to Shaolin, and he kept this thing for himself, but since he was here today, he gave it to the abbot.

The Shaolin abbot picked up the wood, fiddled with it twice, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures. With the aroma of wood, he really felt that his mindset was much calmer when he was reciting the scriptures. He smiled immediately, thinking that He Songling was much more sensible than the ugly guy who came before.

"Of course, of course, this is etiquette. Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple, the oldest existing sect in the alien world. It is praised as 'the martial arts of the world come from Shaolin'. It is the leading figure among the aliens. When you come to Shaolin as a guest, you should know the etiquette."

He Songling was referring to something: "That kind of sect, which has a history several hundred years shorter than Shaolin, claims to have an ancestor in Sichuan, but then comes to the sect empty-handed, doesn't talk about Buddhism, doesn't read scriptures, and only fights. How can such a shameless person be so?"

"Amitabha, Mr. He is really polite. It is a blessing for our circle of aliens to have more people like him."

The old monk and He Songling spoke in a sarcastic tone, which made Zhang Zhiwei, who was walking nearby, want to flirt with them.

"Old abbot." But there was no other way. After all, the Tianshi Temple had not yet let go of itself, and Zhang Zhiwei had to greet the old abbot in a respectful manner. In fact, if it weren't for this rule, Zhang Zhiwei would have beaten the Shaolin abbot long ago.

What's the point of just fighting Jie Kong? Although this little monk is quite powerful and has mastered the Buddhist protective skills very well, he is not good enough in front of Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei has an old habit of not being satisfied after beating the younger ones, and always wanting to fight the older ones. When he was young, he wanted to beat Tang Bingwen after beating Li Ding, when he was young, he wanted to do Zuo Rutong after beating Lu Jin, and now he wants to beat Fangzhang after beating Jie Kong.

The protagonists in fantasy novels all follow the old pattern of "beating the younger ones first, then the older ones come", but Zhang Zhiwei directly took the initiative to attack and wipe out the whole family.

"Oh, isn't this the prince of Tianshi Mansion? Long time no see!" He Songling looked at Zhang Zhiwei in surprise, as if he had just seen the 1.88-meter-tall man. "You are not in Longhu Mountain, why are you here in the Buddhist temple?"

"My master asked me to represent Longhu Mountain and spread its name around the world." Zhang Zhiwei replied with gritted teeth, secretly smiling at Tian Jinzhong, whom he had already met.

I've been suffering from all the frustration caused by Senior Brother He's words along the way. Now there's a big guy to take the blame. Senior Brother Zhiwei, just enjoy yourself.

"Oh, so it was the old Taoist priest who sent you to the Shaolin Temple to cause trouble?"

Although He Songling did not study journalism in his previous life, the department next door was the School of Journalism and Communication, and they often took public classes together. He also had two girlfriends who were majored in journalism, and his mouth always spoke like old news.

"I think you want to be struck by lightning." A ferocious look appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's ugly face.

The Taoist priest can't talk, so he will beat people.

Then He Songling leaned over and whispered, "Are you sure? I was beaten by your master before I came here. I was also hit by Zhang Tianshi's Thunder of Killing Evils. Think about it carefully."

"Hey, I think Master Jiekong from Shaolin Temple has a very profound understanding of Buddhism..."

Zhang Zhiwei decisively changed his tone.

His current strength is really not weak, not only not weak, but even to a very terrifying level. To be honest, if a real fight breaks out, even Zhang Jingqing with the sword seal of the Tianshi Mansion's leader may not be able to defeat him.

Zhang Zhiwei, now 36 years old, is just one step away from the final step. When he obtains the complete Five Thunders Orthodox Method and comprehends all the Orthodox Taoist methods, he will usher in a period of explosive growth in strength, even more exaggerated than when he was young.

If it weren't for the restriction of the Heavenly Master, Zhang Zhiwei, who succeeded the Heavenly Master, would have been able to become an immortal in about 30 years. Even now, among the extraordinary people, there are no more than one or two people who can beat him, let alone reach the same level as him.

But He Songling is a stinky bastard.

When the two sides were basically equal in terms of their abilities, they were competing in terms of endurance and recovery. Although the third level of Nisheng was not invincible, it was definitely far superior to the Tianshi Mansion's Zhengyi method. Zhang Zhiwei did not know the complete Five Thunders Orthodox Method, so he could not send out Zhang Tianshi's Thunder of Killing Evil. If he could even withstand this, what could he use to fight He Songling?
"Let me tell you, I have been studying with Master Jiekong for a few days and have learned a lot. Old He, you must give it a try."

Jie Kong: “Ah?”

Old Lu, you have made great progress. Your hair has become like your master's.
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(End of this chapter)