Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 338: Uncle Qingyang, since you are not satisfied with this contract, I will let you write it
Prajna Zen Forest, Yugu Buddhist Temple.

"Arrogant and domineering!"

"Reckless man, reckless man, you've pissed me off—"

Returning to the envoy's residence from the five-story pagoda where Zhang Yuan was, Grand Secretary Sun Botang was so angry that his beard stood on end and his shoulders trembled.

As a great scholar, he has reached the level of a half-step master in Confucianism and Taoism. He has always been able to keep his emotions under control. If he wasn't furious, how could he have cursed like this?

Qin Mu on the side sighed softly and reached out to pat Sun Botang's arm.

"Brother Sun, there's no need to bother with this warrior."

"We just rewrite the contract."

He looked outside the hall and snorted coldly.

"Once this matter is settled, we will return to the Imperial City and contact the Censorate, Wenyuan Pavilion, Baohe Hall, and the East Pavilion. We must bring down Zhang Qingyang."

……

The top of the five-story pagoda.

A faint golden light floated around Zhang Yuan, illuminating the paintings on the walls of the pagoda.

This is the center of the Prajna Zen Forest, and this stone pagoda is where Master Chanxin lives.

As the strongest person in Prajna Zen Temple, Longxiang Buddhist cultivator, Master Chanxin’s collection is of course extremely rich.

These stone carvings and scrolls reveal a profound Buddhist practice.

The powerful Tianlong.

Daluo Mantra.

Outside Zhang Yuan, layers of golden light and shadow enveloped him, eventually transforming into inch-long dragon scales.

As the dragon scales appeared, the dragon shadow suppressed by the Mingwang Seal behind him let out a long roar, attracting the power of the dragon on his arm and the dragon ball in his dantian to swirl.

Behind him, a dragon shadow slowly condensed, and as he extended his hand, the dragon shadow also rushed forward.

Zhang Yuan's palms changed from being together to his middle finger hooked back, and a faint golden light surged at the fingertips.

The golden dragon shadow paused, and there seemed to be an invisible force in the void ahead, constantly vibrating.

The power of the celestial dragon, the Daluo spell.

The force reaches one million pounds, which is the strong physical strength.

The Daluo Mantra is a means to directly penetrate the mind and shock the mind.

The mighty Heavenly Dragon and the Daluo spell use hand seals to mobilize the power of the soul, and the blood and dragon power in the body are combined. The power displayed is more powerful than the defensive Golden Body Technique.

Moreover, its methods of shocking the soul are much more advanced than the soul inheritance of Yuzhao Temple.

Zhang Yuanxiu was also interested in this advanced martial art.

For three consecutive days, he did not leave the stone tower even once, and only went downstairs after he had mastered the technique to a small degree.

When I went downstairs, I saw two thirty-year-old civil servants in green official uniforms, looking tired and waiting anxiously.

"Uncle Qingyang, you are finally out of seclusion."

"Master, please take a look at this contract drafted by the two envoys."

Two sixth-rank civil servants hurried forward and handed the paper to Zhang Yuan.

They had been waiting here for two days, feeling extremely anxious.

If the contract had been signed earlier, the matter would have been settled earlier.

Now we are in the heart of Liangyuan Territory. Not only do the army consume huge amounts of energy every day, but more and more Liangyuan Territory forces are gathering around us. What should we do if something unexpected happens?
Zhang Yuan took the paper and looked at the terms listed on it, his face darkening.

"Every ten years, give out 100,000 taels of gold and silver as a free subsidy from the Great Qin to Liang Yuanyu?"

"One hundred thousand jin of grain per year will be distributed to all parties in Liangyuan Territory to help stabilize the local people?"

"What the hell?"

Zhang Yuan threw the paper roll back heavily and snorted coldly.

"Rewrite."

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Jade Bone Buddha Temple.

The two sixth-rank civil servants lowered their heads and recounted what Zhang Yuan had done and said.

At the top, Sun Botang and Qin Mu both had expressionless faces.

Until the two sixth-rank civil servants placed the scroll on the table and carefully left the hall.

"It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others!"

Qin Mu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Sun Botang on the side waved his hand, reached out and rolled up the paper a little.

A faint and mighty force shattered the paper scroll, turning it into flames and burning it to ashes.

"Rewrite it if you want."

This time, Sun Botang seemed calm.

……

The structure of the Prajna Zen Temple is a gathering of dozens of powerful people in Liangyuan Domain.

Although Master Chanxin is dead, there are still many people in the innate realm in the Prajna Zen Forest.

Although Master Gu Ming suffered great loss of energy and blood due to the blood sacrifice, fortunately he still survived.

In addition to reading and practicing in the stone pagoda these days, Zhang Yuan also discussed cultivation methods and Buddhist teachings with Master Gu Ming.

Not only Master Gu Ming, Ding Yuan accompanied Zhang Yuan, and communicated with many innate realm masters in the Prajna Zen Temple, as well as the powerful people from the Liangyuan area who gathered from all sides, on Buddhism and practice for several days.

This gave Zhang Yuan a different understanding of Liang Yuanyu and Buddhism.

Buddhist techniques and practices are not entirely useless.

The Buddhist practice has great advantages in accumulating merit and cleansing the soul.

Moreover, if the compassion that Buddhism emphasizes can be truly achieved, like the Confucian and Taoist masters, and knowledge and action are integrated, it can be an excellent way to govern the world.

From this perspective, any heritage that can be passed down has its merits.

For example, Master Gu Ming, although his character is just average and his cultivation and combat power are not strong at the Grandmaster level, his research on Buddhism is very inspiring to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's recent research on Buddhism, Golden Body Skills, Mingwang Seal, as well as the Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon and Daluo Mantra skills have made the powerful people in Liangyuan Domain take notice.

For a time, the Prajna Zen Temple was more prosperous than before with debates and exchanges of Buddhist techniques every day.

When Master Chanxin was in charge of the Prajna Zen Temple, he did not allow this place to be opened to the public.

Zhang Yuan was at ease in the Prajna Zen Temple, and the Red Scale Army, the garrison troops, and the Black Cavalry were also living well.

Every day, some gold and silver were moved around and distributed, and then the training began.

As long as the people said there were bandits or temples causing trouble, a large army would go there.

Millions of people have gathered around the Prajna Zen Temple. This situation has left all parties unsure about what to do next.

Qin people, are you really going to occupy Liangyuan territory?

Five-story stone pagoda.

On the third floor, Zhang Yuan sat in front of a long desk, with Sun Botang and Qin Mu holding blank paper rolls in front of him.

Their contract had been rewritten eight times, and each time it was thrown back by Zhang Yuan, who also cursed him with words like "old fool", "coward", and "what the hell".

This time, the two men came in person, and the scroll they brought was blank.

"Uncle Qingyang, since you have never been satisfied with this contract, I will let you write it."

Sun Botang's expression was calm as he placed the paper in front of Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan looked at the paper on the table and stretched out his hand.

Sun Botang was stunned for a moment.

"Where's the pen?" Zhang Yuan asked lightly.

Qin Mu stepped forward, took the ink pen, ground the ink, dipped it in ink, and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan held the pen and wrote quickly.

After finishing writing, he took out his Qingyangbo seal and stamped it directly.

"Take it and ask Master Gu Ming of the Prajna Zen Temple to sign the contract. Then the matter will be settled."

Sun Botang and Qin Mu looked at each other, put away the paper roll, turned around and left.

The two men walked outside the stone tower, stopped and unfolded the paper scroll.

"hiss--"

"He, he, he—"

(End of this chapter)