Chapter 1257: Rampant

The voices in the scroll were obviously having a hard time enduring it.

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

Ku Jue glared: "Now it's my good disciple, Zhao Xuanyang and me. What does the private matter of the three of us have to do with Xuankong Temple? I want to ask you, now that I am going to save my disciple, do you want to go with me?" Do I feel like an enemy?"

The voice in the scroll said with anger: "I have respect for the Xuankong Temple. There are two parties involved in the matter, and the action is of great importance, and it is not something you can decide with just a word. You'd better ask your abbot!"

Obviously the person who spoke knew very well that Xuankong Temple would never make a big fuss for Jiang Wang, and Ku Jue's visit today should be just his personal behavior.

And from a personal perspective, even if Ku Jue is a real person in this world, what does it mean to Jing Guo?

But it is clear that the identity of Ku Jue is there, and there is no way around the Xuankong Temple.

He could only use Xuankong Temple to wake up his suffering and wake up the old monk.

But Ku Jue shouted: "I won't ask!"

The voice in the scroll was speechless for a moment.

In his realm and at this level, how many times had he ever encountered such a childish and playful conversation?

Everyone always speaks a few words, which has an endless aftertaste. After a few chats in the mist, everyone already knew it.

If you want to show off your power and show off your face, it is often a choice after weighing the pros and cons and making careful considerations.

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

It’s really a long experience!

After a moment of silence, the voice in the scroll also lost patience: "It seems that you are very confident in yourself, but have no awe of my great scenery. With words like this, old monk, go ahead and live and die!" "

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

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

Without the latter sentence, this monk could still be called tough.

Add the following sentence...

This is playing rogue with his old face and old life!

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

You said since it's a private matter, just wait and see. He said if you try to kill me, Xuankong Temple will never sit idly by.

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

What a shame!

The voice in the scroll said coldly: "Kuchue, the road is narrow."

Ku Jue glanced at Yuan Kong, and his usual indifferent expression suddenly became a little deeper: "Maybe, I have no way..."

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

Of course, it’s not that I didn’t hear clearly, but I’m asking what Kujue’s words mean.

"I said..." Ku Jue turned 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 and get out of here!"

He suddenly became manic and yelled: "Fuck your mother, you turtle bastard, old cow with a rotten nose and a cucumber!!"

"Okay, okay, Kujue!" The voice in the scroll said angrily: "You..."

Ku Jue's stinky feet have stepped on it again. This time the golden light flows, and the Buddha sings, as bright as the sky falling!

The scroll only had time to swing before it was stepped on and pierced through, causing it to lose its aura.

Ku Jue casually tore off the scroll and threw it away, flying westward.

He wears linen clothes and straw sandals, and has a yellow and wrinkled face, but he has an aura of rampage and unbridledness, which can be seen in a moment. Only a broken picture scroll is left, still floating in the air.

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"Just let him go like this?"

In the void, a cold voice asked.

"Otherwise?" The vicissitudes of life voice that was talking to Ku Jue responded: "He is trying to save his apprentice, and he also knows the rules and will not do anything to Xuanyang. Can we really kill him for this matter?"

"He said he is a disciple, does that mean he is a disciple?" A cold voice said: "Fu Dongxu, you have been in charge of Jingshi Terrace for so many years, but I don't remember you being such an easy talker."

The man named Fu Dongxu replied: "This old monk is indeed different. Zuo Guanglie was also his disciple whom he recognized unilaterally. Later, he searched for Taiyu for a long time. Although I don't know why he was so interested, it is true. Very thoughtful.”

The cold voice said: "Maybe it has something to do with his practice?"

"Who knows?" Fu Dongxu continued: "Moreover, this old monk has no position or status in Xuankong Temple, but his seniority is there. Killing him will not have much effect, but the trouble will be great. This time, Jiang Shu's reaction was also unexpected Unexpectedly, it seems that the Ping Dynasty has not caused them any trouble. Your Majesty needs to re-examine the pattern of the Eastern Region... At this time, it is really not appropriate to have an enemy with the Xuankong Temple. "

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

Fu Dongxu only asked: "Why do you think Jiang Shu would rather use the power behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons to mobilize the masters Minghui and Ji Zhaonan instead of letting Jiang Mengxiong pass directly? The Great Qi Military God has always been very domineering."

The cold voice said: "Our Jingguo is not the Xiaguo. We are afraid that he will not be able to return even if he comes!"

"That's true." 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. But now, why do we need to go to war with Qi? If they come with a few real people, we will welcome a few real people, and there is no need to escalate the situation first. If I take action, Qi will definitely send more people, and the situation will continue to escalate like this, there will be no end."

A cold voice said: "Then this Ku Jue..."

"Ku Jue is Ku Jue, a factor outside the situation, and does not represent the power of Qi. We have to look at the reaction of Qi, not the reaction of the Hanging Temple. We can't put pressure on the Hanging Temple and Qi to get together."

"Do you mean, just wait for him to take that inner court monk away?" The cold voice asked.

"It depends on Zhao Xuanyang's methods." Fu Dongxu smiled: "Jiang Wang escaped from him for more than a day and almost escaped back to Qi. Now it depends on whether he can lead the target to Yujing Mountain under the pursuit of a contemporary real person."

"Once on Yujing Mountain, ten Kujue can't make a fuss. If he can't get to Yujing Mountain... it's okay to let Kujue take the person away. We are not giving face to Qi, but to the Hanging Temple. If Kujue fails to catch up, the Hanging Temple has no reason to support him. If Kujue catches up, Jiang Shu might think, is this a trap set by us and the Hanging Temple to help them win the heart of a Qi country's Tianjiao?"

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

There are already a real person and two gods who have taken action, and the Tianjiao Zhao Xuanyang has to run hard under the pursuit of a contemporary real person. No matter who it is, they can't say that they don't care about the matter of killing the demon.

"One last question." The cold voice said, "He scolded you like that, aren't you angry?"

Fu Dongxu laughed, "Now I can't touch him, why should I be angry?"

The cold voice fell silent.

Because he knew very well what Fu Dongxu would look like when he could "move".

Thanks to the book friend Baicai Guoguo for becoming the leader of this book!

This is the 160th leader of this book!

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