Ever since the appearance of No-Desire-No-Angry, the eyes of the two monks were fixed on Cong Yun, who was on the left side of Kong Fu. There was a look in their eyes, as well as a hint of hostility.
The source of that hostility was naturally caused by Congyun's activation of the Zhene Bell.
As soon as the two monks got the Zhen'e Bell from the prince, they were alerted by Cong Yun to the power of this magical weapon.
You know, before I came to Xunyu Pavilion, I tried to seduce the Zhen'e Bell, but failed.
But Congyun succeeded. This move undoubtedly slapped both of them in the face in front of the prince, and also lost the face of Shangzong Temple.
While the two monks were looking at Cong Yun.
The latter was also looking at them. He squeezed out a smile from Yunwawa's face and saluted the two of them: "Two senior brothers, you are polite."
The one who spoke first was Bu. Stupid, his nose twitched slightly, and he smelled the smell of alcohol from Cong Yun's body after drinking from Yingxian Tower. His expression suddenly turned pale, and he scolded: "Where did this wild monk come from? He smells of alcohol."
Listening to his words, it sounded like he was scolding.
Shangzong Temple is the first Buddhist holy place in Tianqi. It is chartered by the emperor and has the power to inspect the precepts of many temples in Tianqi.
This position of power has lasted for hundreds of years, and all the monks in Tianqi are accustomed to it.
Even You Peng didn’t think there was anything wrong with Monk Buchi’s words and deeds.
But Kong Xian's face darkened when he heard this. He didn't know the privileges of going to the monastery. He just felt that these two monks, who were neither crazy nor angry, were being too lenient.
I secretly thought: "A monk from Yunmo drinks a glass of wine and cares about your visit to the monastery?"
Of course, Kong Jiang could not refute these words face to face.
I could only roll my eyes and look at Cong Yun, who was still smiling beside me, to see how he would respond.
After all, these two monks were obviously coming for him.
I never thought that Congyun was so serious. He blinked his eyes and calmly replied: "Have a drink and enjoy yourself."
As soon as this sentence came out, not only did I feel You Peng, who was smiling, had his smile frozen on his face.
Other guests at Xunyu Pavilion were even more silent.
With the prestige of the above monastery, no monk in Tianqi dared to talk to them like this.
"What a show! How dare you talk to the two young masters, Bu Chi and Bu Ang, like this."
"I'm afraid this monk has never been punished by the Discipline Hall of Shangzong Temple. ”
Many monks began to gloat at the excitement.
As expected.
After Congyun said these words, the faces of the two monks, neither angry nor stupid, were immediately filled with anger.
Not angry, he laughed angrily and said in a low voice: "Okay! I will take you today, take me to the ancestral temple for punishment, and then send me to your master to see what the abbot of your temple has to say. ”
After saying that, the two monks took a step forward at the same time, approaching Congyun in an encirclement manner.
Kong Jin, who had been observing every move of the two monks, took a step to Cong Yun's side and stood with him almost at the moment the two made a move.
“Humph!” accompanied by Kong Ji’s cold snort.
boom! The spiritual power at the peak of fetal light swept out of his body instantly.
If Congyun was punished because of the bronze bell incident, Kong Chi would have nothing to say.
But these two monks were obviously overpowering others. How could Kong Jiang let them take Cong Yun away in front of him.
Kong Jin was silent before, neither crazy nor angry, and didn’t even look at him twice.
Now I can see that his expression is cold and solemn, and his cultivation is exuding, and he actually feels a bit aloof.
The two of them noticed the existence of this young man.
Monk Buchi looked at Kong Jin coldly and said: "Do you want to intervene in the law enforcement at Shangzong Temple?"
Kong Jin greeted Monk Buchi without hesitation. His eyes showed a bit of sneer in his cold pupils: "You are so powerful in going to the ancestral temple, and you want to take my friend away with just one sentence?" The power of the precepts of many temples." Monk Bu'an also looked at Kong Xian, with a warning in his words: "Does this donor want to interfere with the precepts of my Shangzong Temple?"
"Do you want to disobey God? Qi Huangquan?”
The words of the two monks all revealed their overwhelming power.
Not only did they move Shangzong Temple out, but they also brought the Tianqi Dynasty with them.
One is the first Buddhist sect in Tianqi, and the other is the absolute imperial power of Tianqi.
If it were an ordinary Tianqi monk, even a disciple of Tianquan Sword Sect, he would probably avoid the edge for a while after hearing these words.
However, the two monks faced Kong Xian, a monk from Wudong, who naturally did not have that much respect for the imperial power of Tianqi.
Hearing this, Kong Zhi's expression also turned cold, and he said expressionlessly:
"The power of the precepts of your ancestral temple has no control over the monks in Yunmo."< br>
Kong Xian's words echoed in Xunyu Pavilion, and people around him just realized that the monk in the body of Mr. Bingpo came from Yunmo.
No wonder he was so calm when facing the two young masters from Shangzong Temple who were neither crazy nor angry.
But Bu Chi Bu Ang did not restrain himself because of Cong Yun's identity. Monk Bu Chi replied calmly and forcefully: "The monks in Yunmo must also abide by the Buddhist precepts and enter Tianqi. Then you can be supervised by me at the monastery.”
Kong Chi had traveled all over the country and never saw any scene. When he saw the behavior of the two monks, he was neither crazy nor angry. He also understood that these two monks were determined to capture Congyun.
I didn’t say anything more immediately, my legs were planted in front of Congyun like roots, and I said expressionlessly: “Then I can only ask for advice on the methods of Shangzong Temple.”
"Then I'll take you with me!" Monk Buchi and Buoha's eyes sparkled with semen at the same time. As their momentum rose, the faces of the two monks became as shiny as gold foil, as if urging them to do so. What secret method was used?
“Hey!” Kong Zhi was not necessarily afraid of these two monks before he was promoted to the Earth Level Taoist Foundation. Now that he has become the Shuangtian Immortal Foundation, he is not afraid at all.
After saying "Hey", his expression became cold and serious.
Boom! Peng Yong, like a wave of powerful pressure, came from his body and faced off against the two monks.
Bang! The momentum of the three people collided in the Xunyu Pavilion, causing the spiritual energy in the pavilion to surge.
The storm rises suddenly.
Fortunately, the treasures in Xunyu Pavilion are protected by restrictions, so there was no loss.
On the contrary, many monks were shaken by the wind and waves caused by the spiritual energy and took a few steps back.
While everyone was horrified, they were even more excited that could not be concealed.
"Young Master Bingpo wants to fight against the two young masters, Bu Chi and Bu Ai?"
"These two monks are much stronger than the four commanders of the Forbidden Army. This victory will be lost. Unpredictable."
"Is this a formal collision between our Tianqi Tianjiao and Wudong Tianjiao?"
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Seeing that the situation is about to get out of control, I have been standing there. Outside, Deputy Pavilion Master You Peng, who did not want to get involved in this matter, could only bite the bullet and dissuade both parties: "Don't be impulsive. My Xunyu Pavilion cannot stand the tricks of the three of you."
"You Don't worry, Deputy Pavilion Master, we won't cause trouble in Xunyu Pavilion." Kong Xian understood You Peng's worries, raised his chin towards the outside of Xunyu Pavilion, and motioned to the two monks: "Find a place and destroy it here. I can't afford to pay for what I lost."
Bu Chi Bu Ang looked at each other and learned the identity of the young man in front of him from the words of others.
However, the two still had no intention of giving in. After saying hello, the two accepted Kong Xi's suggestion.
The three of them walked toward the gate of Xunyu Pavilion.
Those guests who come to the Jade Pavilion cannot miss the excitement and must follow step by step.
On the contrary, Cong Yun, who was involved, froze on the spot for a moment, then sighed, shook his head and followed.
For Congyun, it was nothing to go to Shangzong Temple to receive ordination. Anyway, he was often punished in Yunmo.
But the two monks, neither crazy nor angry, obviously did not come here simply to drink for themselves. Congyun was so smart that he knew that this matter could not be solved.
"It's nothing more than a fight." Cong Yun thought casually. You Peng watched the four people leave without stopping them, just shook his head and said nothing.
He is open for business. As long as he leaves Xunyu Pavilion, he doesn't care about anything other than business.
On the contrary, his eyes were full of interest and excitement, and he said to himself:
“I don’t know whether it is Wudong’s geniuses who are stronger, or our generation in Tianqi.”
Everyone present almost thought that this contest was inevitable.
Ta-ta!
Clear footsteps suddenly sounded from the second floor to the first floor of Xunyu Pavilion.
The black cloud boots outlined with gold threads stepped on the wooden steps, exuding a strange rhythm. The sound was not loud, but it overwhelmed the noisy voices in Xunyu Pavilion.
Kong Ji, who had already walked to the door, heard this series of footsteps with a special rhythm. His ears moved, his face suddenly became solemn, and he secretly said: "Master!"
He can sense it clearly. Seeing that Xunyu Pavilion's spiritual energy, which was originally messy due to the collision of his breath and the two monks, immediately became peaceful under the footsteps.
Kong Jin stopped immediately and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.
On the second floor of Xunyu Pavilion, he saw a heroic young man standing on it.
He is wearing a five-clawed dragon pattern robe that can only be worn by direct bloodline of the royal family. He has a handsome appearance, his eyelids are as slender as a woman's, his movements are full of nobility, and his pair of deep golden pupils are dazzling when they open and close. The majesty of direct gaze.
Even if he is standing still, an inexplicable rhythm spreads out from his body, causing the spiritual energy of the standing position to be rendered by the rhythm, showing a golden glow.
Just looking at that young man, Kong Ji’s heart tightened: “So strong!”
That sense of oppression made Kong Xi feel like he was facing Ling Xi before he was promoted to the wheel.
Undoubtedly, the man in front of him was more than ten times more powerful than Ling Xi at that time.
Looking at Kong Zhi’s appearance, he was only two or three years older than himself. To be able to intimidate him at this age and wearing a five-clawed dragon pattern robe, all he could think of in Tianqi was one person.
"Prince?"
Kong Ji was secretly surprised and wondered about the origin of the man who suddenly appeared.
The prince's domineering eyes also looked directly at Kong Ji.
This was the first time that Kong Xian met the prince, but it was the third time that the prince saw him.
As the golden light surged in the prince's eyes, there was a rare hint of surprise in his eyes.
When he looked at Kong Jin secretly before, he found that it was difficult to understand Kong Jin's cultivation and foundation, and there was an illusion that it was covered by clouds and fog.
The feeling is even stronger now.
"Stronger than before!"
During the break between Kong Ji and the prince looking at each other.
Both monks and all the monks in Xunyu Pavilion, including You Peng.
After seeing the prince's face clearly, they all changed their colors, and then they all bowed to the figure on the stairs in unison.
“Meet the Crown Prince!”
The imperial power of Tianqi cannot be desecrated. In the world of Tianqi, the status of the Crown Prince represents power close to the pinnacle of imperial power.
The sound of one after another shook the Xunyu Pavilion.
The prince showed a gentle smile and raised his palms: "No need to be polite!"
Only Kong Xian and Cong Yun were present who did not bow.
Kong Jiang obviously didn't know how to bow. After hesitating for a moment, he just bowed to the prince from a distance with the etiquette of a monk and said: "The prince is polite."
Congyun put his hands together and bowed his head slightly to express greetings.
The prince didn't mind either. After looking at Kong Ji and Cong Yun, he nodded slightly.
Then he looked at Bu Chi Bu Ai and said softly: "Since this young master is not a Tianqi monk, the two masters should show their respect."
The prince had already spoken, Bu Chi Bu Ai No matter how unwilling he was, he had no reason to disobey, so he nodded silently.
At the end, the prince's eyes were fixed on Kong Ji again, and he said gently: "I hope it didn't disturb Mr. Bingpo's elegance."
Kong Ji pondered for a while, although he I don’t know what kind of medicine the prince is selling in the gourd, but since he opened his mouth to save himself, he also gave himself enough face with his words.
You can’t help but know what is good and what is bad.
Immediately he showed a warm smile and replied: "The prince is serious. I just returned to the imperial city yesterday, and I was just thinking about visiting the prince today. I never thought that I would meet him here. It is also fate. "
These words are completely nonsense. Kong Jiang has no intention of visiting him at all.
Had it not been for the threat of day and wind outside the city, he would have wished to leave the imperial city far away.
However, on this occasion, Kong Jiang was ready to speak out loudly.
The prince didn’t know whether he really believed what he said, but the kindness on his face remained undiminished and he said: “It’s better to find a day and bring Huangfu’s sister to the palace to enjoy the tour. Near the Japanese Palace Qingchun Garden has just been renovated, and it is just in time to receive our distinguished guests from Tianqi."
As soon as the prince said this, Kong Geng couldn't shirk it, so he could only bite the bullet and pretend to be cheerful. He smiled and said: "That would be disturbing the prince."
The conversation between the two was cordial and warm.
Confucius is neither humble nor arrogant, and the prince talks and laughs with ease.
I heard many monks in Xunyu Pavilion showing thoughtful expressions.
He just remembered.
After all, Kong Xian’s identity is the chief disciple of Cangwu Sect. According to the inherent concept of Tianqi monks, he is equivalent to the prince of Wudong.
The prince's words also treated Kong and Jiang as equals.
Many monks woke up from a dream and said with emotion: "They all thought that Mr. Bingpo was strong and focused on his strength, forgetting that his status is unique in Wudong."
"Being neither crazy nor angry is a secret loss."
When it came to being neither crazy nor angry, the two of them fell silent after the prince spoke, and there was no emotion on their faces.
Finally, he followed the prince to the second floor of Xunyu Pavilion.
A farce ended just because of the prince's light words.
Everyone watched the prince disappear on the second floor of Xunyu Pavilion, and there was silence from beginning to end.
Kong Zhen also stared at the direction where the prince left, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
The fortune on the crown prince's head was shining with golden light, just like those of Congyun and Huangfu Wuqin.
This is the third person with pure gold luck that Kong Ji has seen.
When I think of his identity, it seems reasonable.
What Kong Xian was really afraid of was not the prince's luck.
But this man only showed the tip of the iceberg of strength.
He had just used his virtual vision to peek, and could only see a golden surge in the prince's body, which could not be seen through his Taoist foundation and cultivation level.
And just when he and the prince looked at each other, Kong Jiang could clearly feel the frost Daoji in his body touching.
Kong Xian even suspected that this prince was also a Taoist foundation.
“This man is stronger than Junior Sister Huangfu.”
Kong Ji clenched his fists, his expression became solemn, and he secretly added in his heart: “Like a monster!” ( End of chapter)