Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1257

The voice in the picture scroll obviously endured it very hard.

The voice was a little erratic, burning with anger: "Xuankong Temple really wants to be an enemy of my Dajing? Have you asked your abbot's opinion?"

Kujue stared at him: "Now it's my good disciple, Zhao Xuanyang and me, what's the matter with the Xuankong Temple for the three of us? I want to ask you, now I'm going to save my disciple, do you want to get along with me?" Do I feel bitter as an enemy?"

The voice in the scroll said with anger: "I have respect for Xuankong Temple. There are two parties involved in this matter, and the actions are extremely important. You can't decide it with one word. You'd better ask your abbot!"

Apparently the person who spoke was very clear that Xuankong Temple would never make a big fuss for Jiang Wang, and the bitter feeling that he was passing through today should only be his own behavior.

From a personal standpoint, even if he is a real person in the world, what is the feeling of suffering to Jing Guo?

But it's clear that it's clear that Kujue's identity is there, and he can't get around the Hanging Temple no matter what.

He can only use the Xuankong Temple to wake up the pain, and tell the old monk to wake up a little bit.

Kujue shouted, "I won't ask!"

The voice in the scroll was momentarily speechless.

In his realm, at this level, how many times have he encountered such a childish conversation?

Everyone always speaks a few words, and there will be endless aftertaste. After chatting in a cloud of mist, everyone already knew it.

If you want to show off your prestige and tear your face, it is often a choice after weighing the pros and cons and deliberating.

They are all powerful men in the world, who is playing with you here?

Really long experience!

After a moment of silence, the voice in the picture scroll also lost patience: "It seems that you are very confident in yourself, but you have no respect for my great vision. Since you speak like this, old monk, go on, let's just live and die!" "

"Threat me? Will I be afraid of Kujue?" The old monk Kujue pointed at himself with his thumb: "You don't even ask, who is the next abbot of Xuankong Temple and the future Buddha of Pure Land!"

After letting go of the ruthless words, he added aggressively: "I don't believe that I am dying in Jingguo now, and none of those bald donkeys really care about me!"

If there is no last sentence, this monk can still be called tough.

Add the following sentence...

This is playing a scoundrel with his old face and life!

You asked him if this trip represented the Xuankong Temple, he said it was a personal matter and had nothing to do with the sect.

You said that since it is a personal matter, then wait and see. He said you try to kill me, Xuankong Temple will definitely not sit idly by.

How did such a person become a real person in this world?

It's a real shame!

The voice in the picture scroll said coldly: "I feel bitter, the road is narrow."

Kujue glanced at Yuankong, his usual indifferent expression, suddenly became a little deep: "Maybe, I have no way..."

"What did you say?" the voice in the picture scroll asked.

Of course, it's not that I didn't hear clearly, but I asked what the word Kujue meant.

"I said..." Ku Jue turned his eyes back and stared at the painting: "You have delayed me long enough. If you don't plan to show up to stop me, then take this broken painting with you!"

He suddenly went into a frenzy, and yelled: "Fuck your mother, you are a rotten cucumber!!"

"Okay, okay, suffering!" The voice in the picture scroll was furious: "You..."

The stinky feet of bitterness have already stepped on it again, this time the golden light flows, the Buddha sings suddenly, and the brilliance falls like the sky!

The picture scroll only had time to swing, but it was stepped on and pierced through, and suddenly lost its light.

Kujue tore off the scroll and threw it away, and flew westward.

He is dressed in sackcloth and straw sandals, with a yellow face and wrinkled face, but he has a rampant aura, and he is far away in a moment. There is only one broken picture scroll, still floating in the air.

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"Just let him go?"

In the void, a stern voice asked.

"Otherwise?" The vicissitudes of life talking to Kujue responded: "He is saving his apprentice, and he also knows how to measure, so he won't do anything to Xuanyang. Can we really kill him for this matter?"

"He said he was an apprentice, is he an apprentice?" The stern voice said: "Fu Dongxu, you have been in charge of Jingshitai for so many years, I don't remember you being such a talkative person."

The person named Fu Dongxu replied: "This old monk is indeed different. Zuo Guanglie is also his apprentice who he unilaterally recognized. Later, he searched for Taiyu for a long time. Although I don't know why he is so caring, but it is true. Very caring."

A stern voice said: "Maybe it has something to do with his practice?"

"Who knows?" Fu Dongxu continued: "Besides, this old monk has no position or position in Xuankong Temple, but his seniority is there. Killing him won't help much, but it will cause a lot of trouble. This time, Jiang Shu's reaction was also unexpected. Unexpectedly, it seems that the Ping An Kingdom did not cause them any trouble, and His Majesty needs to re-examine the pattern of the Eastern Region... At this time, it is really inappropriate to fight against the Xuankong Temple."

"Even if you don't kill him, it's not difficult for you to stop him." The stern voice said: "This old bald donkey is really a bitch, and it makes your hands itchy."

Fu Dongxu only asked: "Why do you think Jiang Shu would rather use the power behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters to send Master Ming Yu and Ji Zhaonan out instead of letting Jiang Mengxiong pass through the border directly? That Great Qi Army God has always been very domineering."

A stern voice said: "Our country of Jing is not the country of Xia, I'm afraid that if he comes, he won't be able to come back!"

"That's the truth." Fu Dongxu said: "But the most important thing is to limit the level of struggle. If Jiang Mengxiong comes, this national war will have to be fought if not fought. But why do we have to go to war with Qi now? They If there are a few real people, we will welcome a few real people, and there is no need to expand the situation first. If I make a move, Qi will definitely transfer people again, and the situation will continue to expand like this, and there will be no end."

A stern voice said: "Then this bitter feeling..."

"A feeling of suffering is a feeling of suffering, a factor outside the situation, and does not represent the strength of the Qi State. We have to look at the reaction of the Qi State, not the response of the Xuankong Temple. We can't put pressure on the Xuankong Temple and the Qi State to come together. "

"You mean to wait for him to take that inner monk away?" asked a stern voice.

"It depends on Zhao Xuanyang's methods." Fu Dongxu smiled: "Jiang Wang escaped for more than a day under his command, and almost fled back to Qi. Now let's see if he can survive the pursuit of a real person in the world." Next, take the target to Yujing Mountain."

"When you go to Yujing Mountain, even ten bitter sensations can't make waves. If you can't go up to Yujing Mountain...it's okay to let the bitter sensations take people away. We are not giving face to Qi, but Xuankong Temple. Ku If Jue fails to catch up, Xuankong Temple has no reason to support him. If Kujue catches up, Jiang Shu may have to wonder if this is a bureau we set up jointly with Xuankong Temple to help them recruit a Qi The heart of the country's pride?"

Fu Dongxu continued: "In addition, we have enough explanations for Zhuang Gaoxian's great gift."

There is already a real person and two gods coming to attack, and Tianjiao Zhao Xuanyang is going to run away with all his strength under the pursuit of a real person in the world. No matter who they are, they can't say that they don't care about killing demons.

"One last question." A stern voice said, "Aren't you angry when he scolded you like that?"

Fu Dongxu laughed loudly: "I can't touch him now, why am I angry?"

The stern voice fell silent.

Because he knows very well what Fu Dongxu looks like when he is "active".

Thank you book friend Cabbage Guoguo for being the leader of this book!

It is the 160th leader of this book!

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