Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 233 Differing Opinions
Of course, the matter of Qianfo Temple cannot be hidden from those who are interested.

It's fine to fool the common people as an excuse for the monster to get out of trouble, but how can it fool the surrounding sects.

Qiwei Mountain, Kongquanmen.

The sect leader Zhou Xuanshao looked at the letter in his hand and remained silent for a while. After a long time, he handed the thin page of letter to the senior brother of Kongquan Sect, who is also his successor, Qin Wenhan.

"Wen Han, what do you think of this matter?"

Zhou Xuanshao obviously intends to test the school's favorite disciple.

"Reporting to Master, if you ask me to tell you, that His Highness is a bit unreasonable."

After all, he is a martial arts practitioner, Qin Wenhan didn't have so many twists and turns in his stomach, and expressed his views outspokenly.

"Thousand Buddha Temple is a well-known sect, and Zen Master Guanghua is a compassionate elder. Even if he becomes a demon after death, it is a hidden danger left by years of subduing demons and eliminating demons. His Highness's doing so is a bit chilling. "

Qin Wenhan shook his head.

Kongquanmen also has a high-grade sacrificial vessel. As the next head of the sect, with the help of his master, he has already mastered most of the treasure of the suppressing sect. Know.

"If things go on like this, I'm afraid those sects will be alienated from His Highness."

For them, the experience of Zen Master Guanghua is also a bit of a lesson, and it is inevitable to raise the sorrow of the rabbit dying and the fox.

"Bastard, you can figure out what His Highness thinks at will?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xuanshao suddenly cast down his old face, and reprimanded his lover.

"If you feel that your martial arts are advanced and your wings are hardened, then take your bedding and let the old man roll down the mountain to practice hard. When you wake up, come back and be your senior brother!"

Zhou Xuanshao, who had always been kind to his disciples, was furious this time, and Qin Wenhan couldn't help but drive him down the mountain.

"Master!"

Qin Wenhan turned pale with shock, and was about to kneel down and beg his master for forgiveness, when a page of letters fluttered down in front of him, and then he listened to Zhou Xuanshao's orders again.

"This man's grandfather and this old man are old friends. If you go down the mountain and have no place to stay, you can go to his house as a helper. But don't use the old man's name to deceive you. If you let the old man know, I will definitely not forgive you!"

Qin Wenhan's words that he was about to say were blocked back to his lips, and when he took a closer look, he suddenly took a deep breath.

I saw a line of small characters written on the envelope cut out of delicate cowhide——

"My dear nephew Benji."

Benji?Who else would dare to run into names with the royal family except His Royal Highness? Qin Wenhan raised his head and saw that although his master spoke harshly, there was no trace of anger on his face.

"The disciple will definitely live up to the love and care of the master."

Qin Wenhan kowtowed three times to the old master Zhou, then stood up slowly, clutching the page of the letter tightly in his hand.

This is the foundation of my life after going down the mountain, no matter how careful I am, I can't be too careful.

"Wen Han, you were adopted by the old man and raised as a teacher. You have no heirs except for a daughter. Although you and I are called master and apprentice, we are like father and son. There are some things that I will not hide from you as a teacher."

Zhou Xuanshao patted his apprentice's shoulder with emotion.

Unknowingly, the doll that I carried on my shoulders back then can barely reach his chin even now.

"Although the third prince has the advantage of being a legitimate son, firstly, his foundation is still shallow, and secondly, what he has done is unpopular. According to this old man, it is still unclear who will win the battle, and what's more, this behavior is really unconvincing."

"Now that the second prince has lost his power, you are good to work for the eldest prince. If you get a big position in the future, Kongquan Sect may not be able to go one step further and become the leader of the martial arts sect. At that time, I will also hand over the position of head to you."

It can be said that Zhou Xuanshao didn't care about it.

"Master's teachings, my disciples will definitely keep them in mind, so that I can do things well and not lose my reputation as a boxer."

Qin Wenhan clasped his hands into fists with an extremely serious expression on his face.

"Okay, Mo'er is waiting for you in the back hall, before you go down the mountain, let's say goodbye to her!"

Zhou Xuanshao finally made a decision, and there was no hesitation on his face.

"Teacher will definitely live up to Junior Sister Mo'er, stay in the secular world and make achievements, and will definitely come to pick Junior Sister down the mountain!"

Qin Wenhan was overjoyed.

Men and women in Chetuo country have defenses, even the children of the rivers and lakes, they also abide by the line of restraint, Zhou Xuanshao's words have acquiesced to their marriage.

"Let's go, let's go, people's hearts are unpredictable at the bottom of the mountain, Wen Han, be careful in everything!"

Zhou Xuanshao watched the proud disciple rush towards the back hall, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Wanting to distract his attention, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of that page of information.

Alas, Your Highness, you want to set up secular rules for the people of Jianghu. Of course, you have a good intention at the beginning, but it’s just that you use martial arts to break the ban, and you commit suicide with a sharp knife in your body. Whoever has the ability is willing to be caught in the head by a vain yardstick superior?

Zhou Xuanshao sighed silently, rubbing his palms lightly like a millstone, the page of letter paper was ground into fine dust in his palm, and scattered in every corner of the room.

How could he fail to see the deep meaning of Pei Miaode's move.

Qianfo Temple and him come from the origin, both are authentic Buddhists, Zen Master Guanghua is also a generation of moral eminent monks, but even so, just because the Dharma has fallen into the devil and committed murder, he made his own disciples accept the punishment on his behalf.

The dignified abbot of Qianfo Temple now takes off his monk's clothes and works in the fields like an old farmer.

What Pei Miaode blamed was not that they couldn't take down the demons, but that they knew that something went wrong in the temple, but they refused to report to the officials in order to protect their reputation. After all, martial arts are different from temples, there are always some things that are above the law .

Zhou Xuanshao realized that even if he committed suicide, he would not be able to bear the loneliness of losing his power and status.

This is true for all the Buddhist sects, not to mention their decent sects.

Zhou Xuanshao didn't want to see that one day, his disciples would have to look at the faces of the officials when they walked in the rivers and lakes.

These sects that originally wanted to be neutral and not to help each other are now forced to stand in line, but it is a pity that it is a blessing or a curse, and it is still unknown.

On the other side, there is a different scene in Zhenwu Temple.

"Your Highness's move is very good. After all, he is worthy of the reincarnation of the Buddha. He has great courage and great enlightenment. Although we can be called martial arts practitioners, we must not forget that we are also a member of the human race. If you are like a dog, you will fight for your own reputation and self-interest. , when will the human race be able to return to the blue sky!"

"If you do evil things in the future and fall into the hands of this Buddha, don't think about saving your old face to rescue you!"

A cow-nosed old man wearing a drool's robe laughed, and said to his disciples and disciples solemnly when he was done, his tone was not at all joking.

"It's good to know. The poor Taoist made a fortune a few days ago. The world of mortals refines their hearts. Today, an old man who can teach will teach you. You must know that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Go down the mountain!"

　First update today, more to come!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)