Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 595 Destroy Buddha!

  If Zhang Jing gave Yuqingzi the unicorn blood in a blatant manner, wouldn't he just tell him that he is Li Zheng, the Heavenly Demon Palace who caused a storm in the Jianghu recently?

  Master Zhang doesn't want to reveal his identity so soon.

   Moreover, although Yu Qingzi is also a powerful and strong man, he is actually a bit weak, and it is not worth Zhang Jing to spend such a high price to win him over.

   Wait until you have a chance in the future.

   If he knows current affairs, Zhang Jing doesn't mind letting him recover his strength, but if he doesn't, he will kill him if he is killed.

  Jinlian Temple,

  In a majestic hall.

  The merciful Buddha statue of Buddha stands in the center, as if he has seen through the joys and sorrows of the world.

  The slightly dozing eyelids also revealed a trace of indifference.

   Monk Wangyou knelt in front of the Buddha, clasped his hands together, and stared at the ground indifferently.

  The two old monks with indifferent faces in front of him stood beside Monk Wangyou.

   "Wangyou, are you guilty?"

  The old monk standing on the right side of Monk Wangyou asked directly without any fanfare.

   Even while questioning, there was a touch of Buddhist sound waves in his tone to deter him.

  Monk Wangyou raised his head expressionlessly, and asked softly:

   "Dare to ask the venerable, what crime did the disciple commit?"

  In Buddhism, the realm of heaven and man is also called the realm of the venerable, while the realm of the real fairy is revered as the fruit of the Buddha.

   "What crime?"

   "Which one of the eight Buddhist precepts have you not violated? Precepts against adultery, killing, lying, and drinking."

  The old monk recounted the precepts that Monk Wangyou once committed.

   Monk Wangyou listened quietly to the old monk's words, without any fear or complacency, and just said something lightly.

   "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha keeps it in his heart, and it is enough for the disciples to have a Buddha in their hearts."

   "Forget worry"

  The monk on the right sighed.

   "Abbot."

   Monk Wangyou nodded slightly.

   "The poor monk has always known your style of handling things. Although you have violated some precepts, it is not irreparable. If you can break through the world of mortals in the future, it will not be a big deal to become a venerable."

   "However, the reason why I called you back this time is because you have gone too far and got involved with the people of the Eastern Qi court, which made the situation of my Jinlian Temple in Buddhism a bit difficult."

  The old monk said slowly.

   "Disciple."

   Monk Wangyou was dumbfounded, knowing who the Venerable Master said was in the Eastern Qi court.

   "This Zhang Jing has always acted cruelly and ruthlessly, and his personality is even more moody. He frequently ransacks his family and destroys his family. He has deep karma. If you associate with him like this, you are discrediting the Zen Academy."

   "The donors of Zhangzhang are just true temperament"

   "Regardless of his true temperament and vicious behavior, the murder of sitting down cannot be refuted. Therefore, the poor monk hopes that you can help the Buddhist monastery once and invite Zhang Jing to the Zen monastery."

   "I don't know what the abbot wants to invite Master Zhang to the Buddhist monastery?"

   Monk Wangyou raised his head.

   "Removing Pests in the Rivers and Lakes"

  The old monk sighed.

   "To remove harm from Jianghu?" Wangyou's eyes widened.

   "The origin of this Zhang Jing is mysterious and weird. In the future, there will definitely be cholera in the rivers and lakes to make a living for the people of the world. I hope you can let go of your personal friendship and let the Buddhist monastery suppress it."

   Monk Wangyou looked at the old monk without hesitation, and smiled lightly, "Cholera Jianghu. Abbot, do you think these words can deceive disciples?"

   "That's enough, Wangyou, the Chanyuan raised you up, allowed you to step into martial arts and gave you the resources to practice. Without the Chanyuan, you would not be where you are today. Are you going to disregard the interests of the Chanyuan for the mere friendship of the rivers and lakes?"

  The monk on the left shouted angrily, and unconsciously used the lion's roar, and the heavy voice instantly resounded through the entire hall.

   "The Chanyuan is kind to me, so I am here,"

   Monk Wangyou said lightly, without mentioning anything else.

   "Presumptuous!"

  The monk on the left glared, his eyes widened.

   "Even if you don't cooperate, as long as the news of your imprisonment spreads, do you think that Zhang Jing will remain indifferent?" the abbot said persuasively.

   "Once upon a time, Master Zhang said that Buddhist monks were all sanctimonious fake monks, without the slightest compassion. Compared with the devil's way, it was just an extra layer of righteousness. At that time, I refuted it."

   "Now I still refute that there are indeed many fake monks in the world, but there are also some real Buddhist monks, but there are fewer."

  Monk Wangyou sighed.

   "Wangyou, you've become possessed." The abbot put away his compassionate look, and there seemed to be some sarcasm in his eyes.

   "Yeah, I might be possessed."

   Wangyou nodded.

"Since you are stubborn, the poor monk has no choice but to throw you into the Demon Suppressing Tower. I hope you can repent as soon as possible and return to the righteous way of Buddhism," the abbot stood with one hand on his chest, nodded slightly, and chanted Amituo Buddha.

   "Buddhism is on the right path." Monk Wangyou chuckled.

  Although the tone is light, one can feel the irony in it.

  The abbot of Jinlian Temple imprisoned Monk Wangyou with a solemn face, and ordered the monks in the temple to drive Monk Wangyou to the bottom of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda.

   "Wangyou is so uncooperative, can Zhang Jing come?"

  The Buddhist venerable frowned slightly.

"If you don't cooperate, you won't cooperate. As long as he is here, that Zhang Jing will come. Wangyou saved his life no matter what. According to his style of behavior, it is impossible to sit back and watch him be suppressed in the Demon Suppressing Tower. "

   "It's a pity, with his talent, he should be able to break through to the Venerable Realm within a hundred years."

   "It's good to train under the Demon Suppressing Pagoda. As a disciple of the Chanyuan, you should put the interests of the Chanyuan first. Living the world with compassion will not spread the Buddhist teachings of the Chanyuan to the world."

  The imprisoned Monk Wangyou, looking at the dark Demon Suppressing Tower below, did not have the slightest fear, because he actually had some premonitions in his heart before coming to the monastery.

  The reason why he insisted on coming was only because of the kindness of the Chanyuan.

   As for Zhang Jing, he is actually ready.

  Monk Wangyou is a smart person. When the uncle in the Buddhist monastery sent him a letter, Monk Wangyou had already thought of all the things related to him.

   What is it that deserves the monastery to recall him, and regardless of his status as the great master of Jindan, Zhang Jing is the only one who wants to attack him faintly.

   Of the people or things related to him, only Zhang Jing is worthy of the Chanyuan's big fight.

   "Junior Brother Wangyou, let's go."

  The leading middle-aged monk grabbed Wangyou expressionlessly and jumped down the dark pit.

The Demon Suppressing Pagoda in Jinlian Temple is not a pagoda in the ordinary sense, but an upside-down one. The spire is at the bottom, and the people at the bottom are all vicious criminals. There have been times when the power of the heaven and the people can be suppressed, and there is also a place where forgetfulness is imprisoned.

   At the bottom floor, there are more than a dozen cages made of black iron, and the surroundings are depicted with confinement formations. Monk Wangyou followed behind the monk in front, silently looking at some martial arts experts with disheveled hair and dull eyes.

  At the same time, I was also asking myself, "Are these really vicious people?"

  No one told Monk Wangyou the answer, because he actually already had the answer in his heart.

  Finally, Monk Wangyou was imprisoned in one of the cages, and four black iron chains bound his hands and feet.

   "Hey, I didn't expect that there are still monks being imprisoned here."

   "Vulture, what heinous crime have you committed outside?"

   "Dead bald donkey, just enjoy it here."

   "Jie Jie Jie"

   "A decent monk, hahaha."

  The martial arts masters imprisoned all around kept mocking Wangyou, while he closed his eyes, but the flame in his heart couldn't be extinguished no matter what.

   After visiting everyone, Zhang Jing returned to the Zhenwu Division and began to summon several newly promoted commanders to give them some advice.

   Facing the vicious Zhang Jing, everyone naturally kept low and small, not daring to **** in the slightest.

In the next few days, Zhang Jing did not go back to retreat. His current cultivation level cannot be improved simply by retreating. He has ordered his subordinates to search for traces of Beiyan's remnants in Eastern Qi until a letter from Monk Wangyou The letter disrupted Zhang Jing's deployment.

  In the letter, Monk Wangyou said a lot about the past, which made Zhang Jing slightly feel that something was wrong. Sure enough, on the second page, Zhang Jing found out where the error came from.

   Monk Wangyou clearly informed Zhang Jing of his current situation, and said that it was his own choice not to regret it, and hoped that Zhang Jing would not go to Jinlian Temple in a whim.

   And said his guess, he guessed that someone was going to take advantage of the identity of Monk Wangyou to attack him, but for the time being, he didn't know if it was the family of Jinlian Temple or other forces intervening.

He said that his life would not be in danger, and if he did, he would repay the kindness of Jinlian Temple for nurturing him for many years, and asked Zhang Jing not to act rashly for the time being, and wait and see the situation, who wants to deal with him, and why? deal with him.

   Zhang Jing finished reading the letter expressionlessly, and a hot flame ignited in his hand, burning the letter cleanly, but there was an inexhaustible killing intent on his face.

  Zhang Jing doesn't know why he is so scheming, he has almost no free time, and there are always countless things waiting for him to do.

   It’s not enough if you don’t do it.

   After pondering for a while in the mansion, Zhang Jing's figure slowly dissipated.

   Monk Wangyou must be rescued. After all, he has saved his life without submitting his confession. It’s just that the method of rescue will change. He can’t go to Jinlian Temple to die alone.

   Today is different from the past. Master Zhang is no longer the time when he single-handedly went thousands of miles to the southern border to rescue the madman of Chu. He is now the governor of the Zhenwu Division, the owner of the Tianmo Palace, and a powerful Dharma Realm!

  When the disappeared Zhang Jing reappeared, it was in front of Han Qianshu, and told him about Monk Wangyou, and they also had friendship.

  Han Qianshu finished listening to Zhang Jing's words with a slightly cold expression, looked at Zhang Jing, and asked softly:

"how do you want to do it?"

   Zhang Jing replied indifferently,

   "Destroy Buddha!"

  (end of this chapter)