Chapter 279 The dust has settled

Chapter 279 The dust has settled

Chapter 279 The dust has settled
How could it be Lao Wang? !
Zhao Duan's pupils narrowed, and he felt that his soul had suffered an indescribable blow.

Staring at that familiar, smiling old face from such a close distance.

In his mind, the "casual official" of the Tianshi Mansion who had not appeared for some time and liked to take advantage of his exquisite sentences for free, and the old man in front of him whose demeanor and behavior were like those of an immortal god gradually overlapped.

"My friend, long time no see."

Zhang Yan smiled and used a secret method to send this beam of sound into Zhao Duan's ears.

At the same time, the word "Lao Wang" just now was also concealed by him and could not be spied on by outsiders.

It’s really you... Lao Wang is Zhang Tianshi?

According to legend, there is a land immortal who is only one step away from becoming a "human immortal"?

A huge wave of emotion rose in Zhao Duan's heart, and he felt a strong sense of unreality.

It is unacceptable that such a great man is actually Lao Wang who is taking advantage of me for free.

That’s right… No wonder he could copy my sentences so quickly and imprint them on the towers of Tianshi Mansion… No wonder Jin Jian and Lao Wang have such a close relationship… No wonder the talisman he casually gave out is so powerful…

At this moment, Zhao Duan felt mixed emotions.

I felt surprised that I had already met the boss, but also felt guilty...

Well, I was so disrespectful when talking to Lao Wang before...Isn't Zhang Tianshi going to hold a grudge against me?
"Junior... Junior, nice to meet Master Zhang... Heavenly Master."

Zhao Duan tried his best to smile, bowed respectfully and pretended not to know him.

Zhang Yanyi obviously had no intention of exposing their private relationship in public, and just nodded.

Then he looked around the whole place with disdain and said:
"I have learned about this matter, and that ends here. If Xuanyin is unwilling, let him come to my Tianshi Mansion and say it in person."

A hammer!
There is no nonsense or empty talk, just the leisurely and elegant manner of speaking reason.

Translated, it's just one sentence:

Forget about this matter. If you want to cause trouble outside the Tianshi Mansion, send old bald donkey Xuanyin. You are not qualified.

As for the aggressiveness of the old monk in the Discipline Hall just now, although Zhang Yanyi didn't mind being beaten to death, he simply ignored it when he remembered what the empress said before he came out.

"It is inconvenient for me to intervene when it comes to the royal family. I would like to ask the Heavenly Master to deal with the aftermath... I will deal with the monk myself."

At that time, Xu Zhenguan's voice was cold, as if he was angry but was holding back.

None of the monks in Shenlong Temple dared to object, and the old monk who had just given the order to arrest people was as obedient as a quail.

"I will obey the Heavenly Master's decree!"

Gongshu Tianyuan and other priests looked radiant and full of energy.

Straightening up his back and raising his chin, the little fat man made a "please" gesture to Bian Ji and others.

Bian Ji sighed, clasped his hands together and bowed.

Without saying a word, he turned around and signaled to the monks, and they quickly and shamefully withdrew from the crowd like a tide, carrying the injured and unconscious Tianhai.

After walking a long distance, Bian Ji suddenly turned his head and stared at the head of the Discipline Hall with an expressionless face:
"You acted without authorization today and provoked conflicts between our Buddhist sect and the imperial court. I will report the truth to the abbot."

The old monk, who had just looked irritable and seemed to have lost his mind because his beloved disciple was seriously injured, raised his gray eyebrows and his eyes became clear.

His expression was extremely calm, completely different from before.

He looked at Bian Ji without any hesitation and said calmly:
"Don't bother me. I will personally ask for my resignation from the abbot and banish myself from the capital to appease the anger of the Xu royal family."

Bian Ji sneered, as if he could see through his thoughts, and said quietly:
"Do you think this is enough? Is it really worth it for you to do this for Nagarjuna? Aren't you afraid that the cunning rabbit will die and the running dog will be cooked?

Or are you sure that the abbot is merciful and will not punish you severely?

Even if you are doing harm to the temple for the sake of your future position as the patriarch?!"

The old monk shook his head and said:

"I don't understand what the mage is saying."

Bian Ji looked indifferent, snorted, and walked away, leaving only one sentence:
"Bless yourself!"

……

All around the arena.

He left dejectedly along with a group of monks from Shenlong Temple.

The fight ended with just one sentence from Zhang Yanyi.

"Master... I..." Zhao Duan opened his mouth, still in shock.

In my ears, I only heard the old Taoist's smiling voice:
"Haha, it's not convenient here and now, we'll meet again someday. Now, please hurry to the palace, His Majesty wants to see you."

Your Majesty, will you see me?

Because it's not convenient here, so wait for me at the palace?

Zhao Duan felt inexplicably excited and anxious.

However, he had anticipated this before taking the stage today.

As long as he knew how he could summon the Taia Sword, the empress would definitely find him and ask him in person.

The old Heavenly Master said this, rolled up his sleeves, and turned into a wisp of blue cloud, floating towards the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

The priests followed in a hurry.

At the same time, the huge bell on the huge and ancient bell tower rumbled, sweeping across the capital.

"clang--"

"clang--"

This means that this year's battle between Buddhism and Taoism has officially ended.

The winner was neither the Tianshi Mansion nor the Shenlong Temple, but the Xu royal family which had been silent and declining for hundreds of years.

as well as……

A man named Zhao who became famous with the help of the Taia sword.

"grown ups!"

When Zhao Duan stepped down from the stage, he was immediately surrounded by the imperial guards from Lihua Hall, and was escorted by officials from the imperial court.

"Someone, help Lord Zhao onto the carriage and take him back to the palace to heal his wounds."

Mo Chou spoke first, but she was the one giving orders.

Zhao Duan was stunned, and then realized that the old master, or the hidden treasure, had also sent a message to Mochou. He nodded to other acquaintances, and then he was surrounded and went to a nearby carriage with Mochou.

After watching the carriage speed away along the exclusive passage, the officials came back to their senses.

"What a great event! After today, the imperial court will regain its momentum." Many people thought so.

This guy... actually became so popular... However, fortunately, it was not due to his real strength, but the secret manipulation of the imperial sister. He was just pushed forward as a mascot to prove to the world that the royal family has not declined... Xu Junling thought in his heart.

But...is it really just a mascot?
Or, a hidden dragon?
Xu Junling was distracted and felt that Zhao Duan's rating should be raised again.

As for Eunuch Hai, Ma Yan, and Xue Shence, they fell into a trance-like state after the sword "opened the sky".

Seems to be tasting.

It was not until this moment that he woke up when someone called him.

"I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."

Xue Shence said this harshly and left in an impatient manner.

Ma Yan also instructed Zhang Han and others to help him clear the crowd, and then he ran away as if he had something to do.

Eunuch Hai also muttered a few words in a low voice, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

I don’t know if it was just three people, but in the crowd around the arena, many martial artists with good skills seemed to have realized something at this moment.

Only they can appreciate the exquisiteness of this sword.

Although Zhao Duan's performance was not even a fraction as good as Emperor Taizu's, the fact that they came from the same source was enough for many people to ponder over and over again.

On the way back to Beijing, Eunuch Hai walked through the wind, still muttering:
"This kid... is he really compatible with the Xu family? We haven't even learned the Heaven-shaking Sword Art from the Martial God Diagram..."

The crowd dispersed.

However, the details of this tortuous battle have just begun to spread.

……

……

Silent Lighting Temple.

In a pond with withered lotus leaves, a fat white carp jumped out of the water, swung its tail, splashed water, and then fell, but it did not attract the attention of the two women beside the pond.

Princess Yunyang was still holding the previous letter about "Buddhism's great victory" in her hand.

At this moment, he raised his neck and stared in amazement at the dark clouds in the distance that seemed to have cracked into golden gaps before, but are now slowly healing.

The sound of the bell that signaled the end of the fight echoed in my ears.

"it's over?"

Yunyang withdrew his gaze and looked at the female Bodhisattva by the pool with a little uncertainty.

The wet black hair fell to her waist, revealing a large area of ​​white, plump and soft flesh of the Prajna Bodhisattva. Her slender eyebrows and eyes, like those of the Guanyin statue, were also staring into the distance.

But the falcon never showed up.

Until the nun who had gone out to watch the fight came back in a hurry, broke into the small courtyard, held her knees, and panted:

"Buddha, Tianhai lost!"

Lost?

Princess Yunyang was the first to jump up and said in surprise:

"Didn't you say that Shenlong Temple won? Why did you lose again?"

The little nun's face was red because of excitement. She waved her hands and explained quickly:

"I won the duel with the Tianshi Mansion, but later, I accepted the challenge from the royal family of Dayu and lost..."

Then, stammering, she narrated the entire incident she had witnessed.

After hearing the whole story, Princess Yunyang, who had just shown a smug look on her face, was stunned.

Her beautiful face was almost distorted, she said in disbelief:

"That... Zhao Duan, picked up the Tai'a Sword? Defeat you?"

The little nun thought for a moment and said:

"It's hard to say that he lost. King Zhao also relied on weapons. The head of the Discipline Hall even had an argument with him, but Zhang Tianshi stepped in to suppress it..."

It’s true…it’s true…Yun Yang staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Thinking about how his niece Xu Zhenguan had taken advantage of him again, he felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe. He grasped the dirt beside his buttocks with his ten fingers and murmured:

"It's Zhao Duan again, and it's him again..."

Prajna Bodhisattva had a faint smile on his face.

Especially after listening to the last part of the story told by the little nun, I laughed even more heartily, and finally burst into laughter:
"Hahaha……"

The little nun was timid and tried in a low voice:
"Bodhisattva? Why are you so happy? This time, the abbot must have offended the court. I'm afraid something bad will happen."

The beautiful nun with a lotus mark on her forehead smiled.

Turning around, holding the jade bottle, looking at the remaining lotus leaves in the pond, he said softly:

"Isn't that a good thing? Xuanyin wanted to strengthen Buddhism, and was reluctant to suppress Nagarjuna and Dajing, fearing that it would damage the strength of Buddhism. Now, he is just reaping the consequences."

The little nun looked confused and didn't understand.

Prajna, however, kept silent and was too lazy to explain to her.

I just sighed softly in my heart:
"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Political struggles between parties are not limited to the government."

Only a very few people knew that the seemingly foolish and impulsive behavior of the head of the Discipline Hall was nothing more than a game between Nagarjuna and Xuanyin within the vast power of the Shenlong Temple.

As for Tianhai, he was nothing more than a chess piece that Bodhisattva Nagarjuna intended to support.

"But, life is like a game of chess, and who isn't a player in the game?"

The female Bodhisattva looked bored, and then she thought of the scene that her "wisdom eye" had vaguely seen that day, and whispered to herself:
"Zhao Duan..."

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