Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 168: Mental arithmetic but no intention

When Zhao Min and the others arrived outside Jingnian Zen Temple, several welcoming monks stepped forward, clasped their hands together, and said:
"Amitabha."

"Donor, we have closed the temple. If you want to burn incense, please come back tomorrow."

"Masters, we are not here to burn incense."

Although Zhao Min was dressed as a man, wearing a purple robe that was exquisite yet heroic, the difference in her could still be seen from the monks welcoming guests who came and went every day.

The monks who were welcoming guests exchanged glances, and the leader bowed his head. "Amitabha, may I ask why the donor has come?"

Zhao Min bowed slightly and clasped her hands together, saying, "Please tell your abbot, Master Kong, that Princess Minmin Temur of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty is here to visit."

Upon hearing this, the pupils of several welcoming monks shrank instantly.

They saw that the person in front of them was a woman disguised as a man, but they did not expect that she was actually a princess of a country, and a princess of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, which the Sui Dynasty did not want to have any contact with.

"Please wait a moment, we will inform you immediately."

The welcoming monk did not dare to be negligent and someone immediately ran quickly into the temple.

The five people standing silently behind Zhao Min were like dumb shadows, sighing secretly in their hearts.

Who knows?
When immortality became controllable, they realized the tragedy of being even more miserable than cattle and horses...

……

Jingnian Zen Temple, a Zen room.

After hearing the report from the disciples in the temple, Liaokong couldn't help but frown, thinking to himself, "Jingnian Zen Temple has no connection with the Great Sui Dynasty. Even the so-called Three Living Buddhas, Bashiba, only exchanged Buddhist teachings and martial arts with us."

"Why did the princess of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty suddenly come to visit?"

Liaokong practiced silent meditation and could not speak, so when he saw his junior brothers Liaowu and Liaojin coming, he could only nod and ask someone to bring Princess Shao Min to see what she was here for.

Soon, Zhao Min and others were brought to the main hall of Jingnian Zen Temple.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, looking at such a solemn and majestic place, the ten-foot golden Buddha, and the surrounding Bodhisattvas and Arhats made of gold and bronze, Zhao Min did not greet Lekong and others immediately.

Instead, he clasped his hands together towards the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas made of gold and bronze, and said apologetically, "Amitabha, well done, well done!"

Liaokong, Liaowu, Liaojin and the four Dharma protectors, as well as other monks in Jingnian Zen Temple, did not understand why.

The next moment, Zhao Min flew backwards, her lips parted with a hint of guilt: "Explode!"

Explode? Explode what?
Before Kong and the others could react, Pang Ban and the others who were standing silently behind Zhao Min suddenly appeared in front of Kong and the other monks. Their energy suddenly went out of control, and then they exploded like a balloon.

"boom!!"

In an instant, the entire hall of Jingnian Zen Temple was swept by terrifying energy waves.

The shockwave from the explosion spread outward at an alarming rate, lifting the ground wherever it passed and shattering the golden and bronze statues of Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, and others.

Le Jin realized something was wrong and wanted to push it away, but it was too late.

Before he could move, the Red Sun Dharma King hugged him with guilt, and then he and the Purple-Eyed Demon Lord Hua Zaao beside him exploded at the same time. The energy of the celestial realm explosion instantly swallowed them up, and they let out a shrill scream.

"Boom!"

This magnificent Buddhist temple, which had stood for a hundred years, was set on fire in just a few breaths, collapsing with flames and dust.

Zhao Min stood on a flagpole outside the main hall, gazing at the collapsed Buddhist temple. The corners of her lips couldn't help but curl upward wildly. "I'm afraid Luo Kong and the others never expected this move until their death, right?"

"So what if there are so many experts?"

"At such a close distance, let alone an ordinary celestial being, even a half-step land immortal would die."

Such a big commotion at Jingnian Zen Temple instantly alarmed the entire temple.

Dozens of sounds of breaking through the air reached Zhao Min's ears from all directions in the dark night.

But she just glanced at it briefly and didn't take it seriously.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura rose from the mountain behind Jingnian Zen Temple, followed by a roar like a Vajra lion, roaring in the night sky and resounding for dozens of miles: "Who dares to be so presumptuous in this Zen temple!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Min glanced over, her brow furrowed. "From dozens of miles away, this person is shaking the heavens and earth. Is this a land immortal? Dharma King Hongri's guess is correct. This Jingnian Zen Monastery is truly home to hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

"but……"

Zhao Min sneered and once again used the "Heavenly Sword" command to revive Pang Ban, Li Chimei, Nian Liandan and others who had just self-destructed.

In the sky.

Yan Yimei watched Zhao Min's actions below, then glanced at Jingnian Zen Temple and the nearby Luoyang City. "The martial arts in the Great Sui Dynasty are indeed flourishing. In Luoyang alone, there are several land immortals and even an immortal who is halfway to becoming a celestial being."

"That old fellow in the back mountain of Jingnian Zen Temple is neither alive nor dead, half alive and half dead, stuck between life and death. Could he be the founder of Jingnian Zen Temple below, the Heavenly Monk?"

A black armored secret guard asked, "Commander, do you need help with Zhao Min?"

"No need!"

Yan Yimei waved her hand, looking at the collapsing Buddhist temple below: "Look, isn't Zhao Min doing a good job?"

Although Yan Yimei had already heard her own prince evaluate Zhao Min.

If you give her a fulcrum, she can completely blow up the whole world.

However, no one expected that Zhao Min could be so bold and scheming, and she sent away the generation of high monks named Le from the Kongdeng Jingnian Zen Temple as soon as they met.

"Huh? He's not dead?" Yan Yimei looked somewhere in surprise.

Zhao Min, who was below, also noticed the movement coming from the collapsed Buddhist temple in Jingnian Zen Temple.

"There are still people alive?" Zhao Min showed a look of surprise. The explosion was so sudden that even a land immortal might die if caught off guard.

How could anyone survive?

She looked at the five pale-faced people around her. Purple-eyed Demon Lord Hua Zha'ao stammered palely, "It must be the end. Before I died, a golden light shone from his body, like a Buddhist magic power. It made me feel disconnected from the world for a moment."

"The end? Is it him?"

Zhao Min's expression became serious when she heard this. Anyone who could survive in that situation could definitely not be an ordinary astronomical master. If he was not a land immortal, he would probably be not much different.

"It seems that the Dharma King's speculation has come true. Le Jin has truly broken through to the realm of earthly immortals!"

Zhao Min thought she had taken Jin seriously enough. The self-explosion of the five great masters of celestial phenomena gave Jin, who was suspected to be a land immortal, two direct attacks. Lian Kong only had Pang Ban by his side.

In this situation, everyone survived.

It can only be said that people’s calculations are not as good as God’s calculations.

"That's it!"

Zhao Min sighed and waved her hand. Pang Ban and the others who had just been resurrected rushed uncontrollably towards the ruins of the Buddhist temple. Under the bloodshot gaze of the old monk in the distance, they turned into a sharp white light and exploded.

(End of this chapter)