Chapter 503 After Explaining the Principles, He Began to "Talk" About Thunder Magic

Zhang Jingqing's question silenced the hall. At this juncture, no one was trying to trouble the Heavenly Master.

Not only because so many big guys stood up for Zhang Zhiwei, but also because the old man in front of him was a heavenly master, one of the few people in this alien world who could make rules.

The reason why they dared to go to Longhu Mountain was because they were all on the right path, and they had to follow the rules in their words and deeds, and they could not burn and kill as they pleased like Quan Xing.

And through some rumors and some confirmed things, they have reached a high moral position, so they can be confident.

But now, offense and defense have changed, and the Celestial Masters have occupied a high moral position. They have become the ones who come to the door and make trouble without reason. Moreover, not only are they at a disadvantage, but they are also at an absolute disadvantage in terms of combat power.

At this time, of course they had nothing to say, they just expected the Heavenly Master to be magnanimous and make big things into small things.

If the leader of the matter is the Zuomen Chief, then they can indeed get what they want. They only need to listen to the Zuomen Chief to explain the truth clearly, and then they each admit their mistakes and apologize, and the matter will be over.

But their wishes are doomed to fail. Zhang Jingqing is not as easy to talk as Zuo Menzhang. In Zhang Jingqing's view, if he doesn't teach a profound lesson today and just let others go in a few words, won't it be more excessive in the future?

Of course, with so many people, Zhang Jingqing cannot teach them all a lesson. That would be meaningless. The best way to establish prestige and give a warning is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, or to shoot the first bird.

Who is the chicken in the lead...

Zhang Jingqing looked at Qinglong Temple, who was lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The chicken was almost half-dead. If he continued to beat it, he would really die. However, there was another chicken...

Master Dehong felt nervous, and his intuition told him that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Zhang Jingqing turned to look at him and said slowly: "Whether you are practicing Taoism or Buddhism, you still need to have a conscience and a heart of awe when dealing with the world."

"Some fools always think that not following the rules will be a way to show their ability. But in fact, in many things, it is not because they are capable, but because the other party obeys the rules."

These words were indeed said in a somewhat rude manner. Many people present were shocked when they heard this. Although Zhang Jingqing said this to Master Dehong, everyone present understood it in their hearts, including them, but no one objected, because This is indeed true.

While speaking, Zhang Jingqing slowly walked towards Master Dehong: "Master, this is what I am telling you as the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain."

Master Dehong's eyes were lowered and he couldn't clearly see the expression on his face. If it were in the past, he would have retorted, but now there is the Celestial Master in front of him, the Zuo Sect Leader in the middle, and the Wudang Sect Leader behind him...

Several of Xuanmen's top masters were here. The matter was irreversible and there was no point in talking. In order to avoid being beaten to death here, he just wanted to expose the matter quickly and go down to Longhu Mountain.

"Amitabha!" Master Dehong recited the Buddha's name and said in a deep voice: "The Heavenly Master's teachings are profound, and this poor monk must keep them in mind!"

"That's very good!" Zhang Jingqing nodded and continued: "I was acting as a heavenly master before, and now I am going to reason with you as Master Zhang Zhiwei!"

"It's good to be reasonable, the poor monk likes to be reasonable the most!"

When Master Dehong heard Zhang Jingqing say that he was Master Zhang Zhiwei, his eyelids jumped wildly and he felt something bad. He forced himself to calm down and waited for Zhang Jingqing to reason.

But Zhang Jingqing didn't speak again, but the aura around her body was rising steadily, and there was a faint hint of thunderous anger between her brows, but no emotional fluctuations could be seen in her eyes.

The eyes of everyone in the hall suddenly became serious. The Heavenly Master was angry and was going to take action?

"What does Tianshi mean by this? Aren't you trying to be reasonable?" Master Dehong's face changed drastically. He never thought of conflicting with Tianshi in terms of methods during this trip.

Zhang Jingqing said calmly: "Principles are always good, but preaching is useless. Broken bones are better textbooks."

Having learned the lesson from the past, Master Dehong could no longer remain calm. He stepped on his feet, and the Buddha's light shone all over his body, turning into a ray of light that flew out of the hole in the hall and quickly went away.

The first thing you want to do is to break the courage of someone. Although he still looks calm and composed now, in fact, his courage has been broken by the Qi Ji of the Wudang Clan leader.

His courage was gone. How could he deal with the power of the Heavenly Master calmly?

Therefore, it didn't matter whether he lost face or anything else. He just wanted to leave here quickly, and when he was running away, he kept thinking silently in his heart that he would not be embarrassed in front of the Heavenly Master.

Seeing Master Dehong's actions, everyone in the hall was so shocked that they ran away. This was really embarrassing.

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei's footsteps moved, he was about to chase him.

Zhang Jingqing waved her hand and said lightly: "Let him run for a while!"

"…………"

Zhang Zhiwei stopped and thought to himself, Master's words were a bit high-pitched!

Through the big hole, Master Zuomen stared at the retreating figure of Master Dehong, and then glanced at Zhang Jingqing, but said nothing. He has always been a person who is strict with himself and lenient towards others. For this kind of thing, he Just because he can't do it doesn't mean he will criticize others if they do it.

However, the Wudang Sect Leader felt that Zhang Jingqing's move was very satisfactory to him, and he was watching with interest.

Back then, he came to Longhu Mountain to worship the mountain and wanted to see Zhang Jingqing's methods, but in the end he failed to fight. Now that he has put aside the past, this thought has faded, but he is still somewhat curious about Zhang Jingqing's methods.

Outside, the bells of the Shangqing Palace rang loudly. Several big guys had just come one after another, which had a great impact. Because there was no prior notice, some small Taoist priests were unaware and thought that there was an invasion by foreign enemies, so they rang the bells.

Following the sound of the Tianshi Hongzhong Dalu, Master Dehong flew out of the hall and rushed down the mountain. In the blink of an eye, he ran a thousand meters away.

At this distance, the means of ordinary extraordinary people were somewhat out of reach, even the Zuomenchang and Wudangmenchang were no exception, unless they set out to chase immediately.

But the Tianshi just stood there, with a calm face, and had no intention of chasing after him.

Until Master Dehong turned around a mountain and disappeared from everyone's sight, the Tianshi did not make a move.

This surprised many people. In fact, they had already prepared themselves for the wrath of thunder, but why did the thunder sound loud but the rain drop small, and just let Master Dehong go? Isn't it said that preaching is useless, and broken bones are better textbooks?

Faced with this puzzling scene, the bigwigs in the hall had different expressions.

The left sect leader shook his head and sighed.

The Wudang sect leader laughed, as if it should be like this.

The expressions of Yi Qian, Zhang Shoucheng, Zhang Yi, and other high-ranking masters of the Tianshi Mansion were quite happy.

Bai Yugong, the Taoist killer of the Shenxiao Sect, relaxed his frown, and even the vertical lines between his eyebrows disappeared.

Zhao Ruhui of the Qingwei Sect seemed dissatisfied when he looked at Zhang Jingqing, and hesitated to speak...

"As expected of a master, Jiang Lao is still the best!" Zhang Zhiwei sighed in his heart.

The master knows the master better than his disciple. The master has a strong personality and keeps his word. He said that broken bones are the best textbook, so he would never let the other party go lightly.

In fact, the situation is completely the opposite.

After escaping from everyone's sight, Master Dehong also relaxed for a moment, thinking that the Heavenly Master only verbally punished him in order to make him look bad. He was annoyed that he was not calm enough and did not keep his composure.

Suddenly, his heart stagnated and his whole body sank, as if something invisible and intangible, but as heavy as a mountain, pressed down on him, and an ominous premonition enveloped his whole body.

He subconsciously checked himself, but found that there was some very light and tiny static electricity on his monk's robe, which turned into electric sparks, rising and entangled with each other.

"What is this?"

He suddenly reacted and looked up, and saw that above his head, a cloud with blue light and white day suddenly appeared, which was completely different from the surroundings, with rolling thunder and surging flames inside.

With a "boom", there was a terrible whistle in his ears, coming from far away, shuttling in, like a heavy hammer, hitting his forehead hard.

Then, divine thunder descended from the sky, the world was bright, and the blinding white light filled his ears and eyes. All he saw was bright lightning, and all he heard was thunder.

He had no time to dodge, and he couldn't even resist. The mighty power of heaven had already been added to him. The protective light of his body was instantly shattered, and the protective magic weapon on his body also broke. The lightning invaded his body...

The practice of Tiantai Sect focuses more on sex, and is not strong in tempering the body. In addition, his courage was broken and his spirit was gone. How could he resist the Five Thunders Orthodoxy, a method that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Tianshi Mansion?

If Zhang Jingqing just wanted to punish the other party and didn't want to commit murder, the blow just now would have killed him.

"Cough cough cough..."

Master Dehong coughed up blood, his nose was full of the smell of burnt protein, and he lay in a big pit with difficulty moving.

He subconsciously wanted to put his hands together and chant the Buddha's name, but found that one of his hands had disappeared. At the wrist, only a section as black as charcoal remained, like a burnt mallet.

Master Dehong looked at his arm with a dull face, his face twisted and hideous, his body curled up, and he let out almost silent screams and cries of pain:

"Ahhhhhh..."

While screaming, he staggered to his feet and stumbled down the mountain. Halfway through, the air in front of him suddenly twisted, like a curtain was pulled open, the air was pulled open, and a hand stretched out from it.

The hand was wearing a pair of black gloves, and the wrist was connected to a fishing net-like clothes. It grabbed Master Dehong and dragged him into the "air curtain". After a twist, it completely disappeared without a trace.

All this was extremely secretive, and the people in the Great Shangqing Palace had no way of knowing.

There were even some people who didn't know that Zhang Jingqing had used his mysterious skills and hit an almost fatal blow because of the loud bells outside the palace, which interfered with their vision and hearing. I thought he didn't make a move from beginning to end.

Someone was praising, "The Heavenly Master is really generous. He didn't make things difficult for the bald donkey who did something unkind. He just shouted him off. Such a broad mind and such a magnanimity are really beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

"That's right. The Heavenly Master's virtue is admirable. If it were me, I would not give up until I skinned him alive!"

At this time, some people who knew Zhang Jingqing's character were muttering to themselves:

"The Heavenly Master's virtue is indeed very high, but as far as I know, the Heavenly Master is not so easy to talk to. Before, the Qingcheng Sect held the Luotian Dajiao and invited the Heavenly Master to watch the ceremony. We also went with them. On the way, we met a group of Quanxing. The other party ran away as soon as they saw us, but the Heavenly Master still chased them out and dealt with them."

"Only one Quanxing demon named Jin Guang Shangren escaped by chance with his strange body movements. The other party didn't do anything wrong. Just because he took a look, the Heavenly Master went to deal with them. Now that monk made such a big fuss, the Heavenly Master let him leave safely? It's abnormal, it's really abnormal!"

Everyone was talking about it, while the Buddhist monks stood there, closing their eyes and chanting the Buddha's name, until Master Henglin of Shaolin stood up from his chair.

"Amitabha, Heavenly Master, since the punishment has been handed down, it is meaningless to continue. Can you give me a favor and let this matter end here!"

Master Henglin originally wanted to reminisce with Zhang Jingqing when he went up the mountain this time, but after the situation has come to this point, he has no intention of reminiscing.

After all, he is a Buddhist and has his own stance. He has been a bystander throughout this incident. If he interacts too much with Zhang Jingqing, he will undoubtedly be criticized.

Zhang Jingqing glanced at his old friend and nodded, "I'll visit you again if I have a chance in the future!"

Master Henglin put his hands together, nodded, looked at the many Buddhists behind him, and said, "Everyone, follow me!"

Among the eight Buddhist sects, Zen is one of the most important, and Shaolin Temple is the ancestral temple of Zen. It can be said that its status in Buddhism is almost equivalent to that of Tianshi Mansion in Taoism.

Master Henglin spoke, and naturally no one objected. A group of Buddhists, including the monk Le Nan who was beaten by Zhang Zhiwei and Zuo Menchang, followed Master Henglin and left.

When he was about to leave the hall, Master Henglin glanced at the head of the Natural Gate who was slumped in the chair and pointed a finger at his forehead.

The head of the Natural Gate woke up with a start, looked around blankly, and was at a loss as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Bian Tong quickly cut to the chase and told his master what had just happened. When the head of the Natural Sect heard it, he was stunned on the spot, his brain almost shut down.

Master Henglin ignored him and left the hall, and the Buddhists also left one after another.

After the Buddhists left, the strange people from other sects who followed them bowed to the Heavenly Master and others with great respect, and then left one after another.

For a while, the hall became empty. Except for the head of the Natural Sect whose brain was still shut down, most of the people who stayed were from sects close to the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Zhang Jingqing turned around and was about to express his gratitude to the people who came to help today and bowed to them in a Taoist way. The head of the Wudang Sect suddenly turned into a puff of white smoke, drifting away like a dream, leaving only one sentence.

"Stinky boy, if you are interested, come to Wudang Mountain to discuss Taoism with the Taoist more often!"

He came only for Zhang Zhiwei this time, not because of Zhang Jingqing, so he naturally did not accept his courtesy, so he left very straightforwardly.

Moreover, although he let go of the past, it does not mean that he likes Zhang Jingqing very much. After all, this old guy fooled him and made him sit for a few years. It was good enough that he didn't beat him.

Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei: "It seems that the old guy thinks highly of you!"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled: "Grandpa Sun has a good eye for talent, and his vision is as good as yours, Master!"

Zhang Jingqing glanced at him unhappily, and then turned his head to talk with Zuo Menchang and others.

Everything seemed to have calmed down, but the head of the Wang family changed his face a little. Why hasn't there been any news from his father? Will something happen?