Chapter 149 Your Uncle Ji is long-lived, but not long-lived

Chapter 149 Your Uncle Ji is long-lived, but not long-lived

Xie Que had seen that figure several times, and it was obviously Princess Hongyun.

Could it be that he is not dead? Or other reasons?

He remained calm, clasped his hands and looked at the Master: "I must be Your Highness the Princess."

"It has been twelve years since a poor nun entered Buddhism. Master, you should treat him as a Taoist friend." Master Sanxian stepped forward and personally opened the way for Xie Que.

The surrounding Xuanjia soldiers actually took out their musical instruments and scattered light yellow petals along the path Xie Que walked.

These petals are Arhat flowers, and the island where Nanpōji Temple is located is covered with this flower.

Xie Que couldn't help but sigh and showed a sincere expression of gratitude: "My master is so touching."

Master Sanxian chuckled softly and sprinkled a bunch of Arhat flowers himself: "Master has worked hard and spent hundreds of years to come here. As hosts, we must entertain guests well, and these are nothing."

The old monk clasped his hands together and said a saying that was only circulated in the Qiongyu Sea: "Hypocritical pandering is the poison of friendship, and sincere criticism is the gift of friendship. I hope what I drank was not poison."

Master Sanxian's eyes were condensed, knowing that the old monk wanted to show off to him, but his expression remained unchanged.

She smiled and said the same dialect of Qiongyuhai: "A hundred friends are too few, and one enemy is too many. Now is the critical period for the prince, and the master is worrying too much."

The two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention the sea snake, but they both knew that this was what they were talking about.

The Protector Vajra beside the Master showed an angry look: "Master, I'm afraid there is something wrong with what I said. The Master is sincere, how can you say it is poison?"

Xie Que turned his head and looked at the Dharma Protector.

The height of the old monk only reached the Vajra's chest. Xie Que couldn't help but raise his head and look at him, with a smile on his face: "There are really many talents under King Yan's command."

Xie Que raised his hand and patted King Kong's arm.

King Kong wanted to dodge, but was stopped by Shitai's look.

The old monk smiled and said: "What a spirited little monk! Look at the bones of this body. It is higher than Tianzi Mountain! It is wider than the Qiongyu Sea!"

"These eyes can hold the fire of Buddha's anger, and they must also be able to hold the entire starry sky in the sky."

At this point, Xie Que paused, then sighed: "Little monk, what's your name?"

When Na Jingang heard Xie Que's praise, he thought that Xie Que had given in, so he smiled and said, "Master, my Buddhist name is Ji Hui, and my common name is Ji Bo Chang."

Xie Que let out a long sigh again: "You are Uncle Ji, but your life is not long..."

A trace of death gradually dissipated in Xie Que's eyes. The King Kong's eyes suddenly became lifeless and he fell to the ground.

The surrounding Dharma Protector Vajra and Black Armor Army suddenly felt a little creepy and became wary.

Master Sanxian couldn't help but be shocked. After his two hearts were united and his bipolar heart sources were fully developed, his cultivation had reached the eighth level of thunder tribulation.

But still without feeling any abnormality, the soul of the Dharma Protector completely dissipated, like a divine punishment.

Didn't King Yan tell himself that this old monk was a guy whose cultivation level was comparable to his own? Could it be that the information is wrong?

It stands to reason that the old monk should have gotten angry under the verbal trap he designed, and then he showed his level of cultivation to calm him down, and then slowly win him over.

After all, a real person with the eighth level of thunder tribulation is rare even in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Do you really expect him to deal with Feng Zidu? The master thought that the old monk should go back home first.

The real purpose of Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty in inviting this old monk here was to further decipher the Ten Metaphors and understand the flaws in Feng Zidu's technique.

After all, the current methods of practicing in Shuiyue Chanyuan were modified by Feng Zidu.

In the current crazy state of the emperor's master, if you want to find out the flaws in his technique, you need to start with the original method.

However, except for Feng Tianyu's dead master, no one would have thought that Feng Zidu's shortcomings did not come from his skills.

But that pure green glazed bead.

But Shitai also didn't expect that the old monk's strength was far beyond what Emperor Xuan of Ming Dynasty and King Yan knew at the time.

The original conch was able to secretly obtain a trace of the old monk's Yin Shen aura during communication.

From this, he could deduce his true cultivation level, but he didn't expect that something went wrong now.

Her thoughts changed. Could it be that the old monk had some adventures in the past three years that led to his breakthrough?

After all, every third level of thunder tribulation upon entering the Tao is another level of heaven.

Putting the Nine Tribulations Master in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, he is nothing more than an existence with scaly feathers and phoenix horns.

If this old monk really makes a breakthrough, I'm afraid he and King Yan will have to make long-term plans.

The atmosphere at this time, already under the shadow of Uncle Ji's death, became a bit tense.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath to ease her inner uneasiness.

The master smiled again and waved to the surrounding Dharma Protectors to put down their weapons.

She smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the master can have this kind of divine arithmetic. This week, there are several Taoist real people who are known to be outspoken. I'm afraid they will be far behind the master."

Xie Que was stunned for a moment. He had been prepared to say "Kill, just kill" inadvertently.

Unexpectedly, Master Tai actually took the initiative to help him come back.

Xie Que also had a gentle expression on his face: "It's nothing. This is the case for all the methods in our southern method."

The master paused in his heart. The late emperor had found out the details of Qinnan Dharma Temple hundreds of years ago. But if he could only master this one skill, was this the case for everyone?

He is truly worthy of what King Yan said and is always capable of boasting. He is not at all like a monk who talks nonsense all day long.

But his face still nodded, and he complimented: "That's just the master's miraculous power, which is far beyond that of ordinary monks."

Suddenly, Xie Que's eyes actually fell on Princess Hongyun beside the master.

"Master, how come..." A bad omen appeared in Master Tai's heart.

She forced herself to calm down. It was said that the silver face was a treasure that could block the investigation of True Lord Yangshen.

Xie Que frowned and moved his hands like he was twisting a flower.

"The hexagram image is that the stems are moving up and down, and the thunder in the sky is unmistakable."

"Born in the mire, use your heart as medicine."

Hearing this, Master Sanxian couldn't help but feel shocked.

The old monk frowned into a Sichuan shape and raised his head: "Master Tai, this..."

The master's tone no longer sounded gentle, but with a hint of vigilance: "Master, don't say you didn't predict what you said."

Xie Que sighed: "What a sin..."

He looked at Master Tai: "Does King Yan know?"

Sanxian Shitai pondered for a while, but still nodded: "Your Majesty certainly knows."

After all, this old monk's cultivation is so advanced that even among all the masters under King Yan, none of them can match this old monk.

He was afraid that he would become King Yan's confidant in the future, so there was nothing wrong with telling the old monk now.

Xie Que hummed and said in a low voice: "Bipolar Heart Source... It seems that the prince has the heart to move the dragon's veins and move the emperor's energy."

The master was already impressed by Xie Que's numeracy skills. When he heard this, he nodded: "Since the prince has the intention to achieve great things, he must first have the determination to achieve great things." .”

There was a hint of pity on her face: "However, during the millennium of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the foundation of dragon veins has been at the foot of Shenjing City. In addition, there has never been a hidden dragon, so the poor nun has no chance to use the dragon veins."

Xie Que smiled and said, "That's just because those hope-seekers are not good enough."

Hearing this, a flash of shrewdness flashed in Master Tai's eyes: "According to Master's words, is there still a hidden dragon vein appearing in Great Zhou?"

Xie Que pointed to the entrance to the sea aside: "The poor monk has seen purple clouds lingering in this direction since three days ago, and it is even more colorful in the early morning."

"At the mouth of this river, with Pingchuan in front and the sea at its back, the king's power is everywhere. If not dragon veins, what else could it be?"