Chapter 222 Qinghuang Temple, Pulling a Carriage!

The process of memorizing maps is extremely boring.

But for Zhou An, it is not easy to lose interest in this boring life.

Because no matter how boring things are, they are not as boring as liver proficiency.

It took about a stick of incense to memorize this huge map in Zhou An's mind.

In order to ensure that there would be no errors, Zhou An confirmed it repeatedly before letting He Sheng take the map down.

The matter has come to an end, and the next step is to go to Zhenyu Daomen to participate in the so-called disciple competition.

"If I put this in a storybook, it would be skipping over the most important rhythm."

On the way back, Zhou An was thinking to himself.

According to the more popular scripts in Da Chu Kingdom, the protagonist usually joins a certain force, and then survives in the force, then encounters a great competition of forces, and then shines brightly in the great competition.

But he was different, he went directly to be a VIP.

Isn't this skipping the most important step?

With this idea in mind, Zhou An returned home and had a meal on the way, and then began to continue the pot method.

Time passes quite quickly in the rush of proficiency.

He was working like crazy on one side, while on the other side, on a high mountain not far from Huaixi Capital, Zhenyu Daomen was busy.

As a top-level force, Zhenyu Daomen chose an excellent location.

This mountain has luxuriant forests and grass, and beautiful bells and whistles.

Under the lush shade, there are dense pine trees. There are dense walls on both sides of the road. The arched doorway is inlaid with thick bluestone. There is a plaque hanging high on the doorway with the four characters "Zhenyu Daomen".

Inside the sect, there are gorgeous flower beds dotted on the left and right sides, and the white stone steps are especially smooth. When the drizzle lingers, water mist occasionally splashes, as if you are in a dream.

The building built in ancient times is filled with countless ancient weapons, and the smooth and shining blades are covered with dusty years.

That calm and gentle atmosphere carries the historical inheritance of the power.

In the gorgeous hall, the gorgeous style of Zhenyu Daomen continues, giving off a sense of solemnity.

This is a top force, different from previous forces, with a profound foundation.

At this moment, in the hall, an old man in his seventies, wearing green clothes, was looking at the roster in his hand.

Hanging by the old man's side was a rusty long knife.

If an ordinary person took a look at it, he would definitely think that this knife was junk.

But only the disciples of the Zhenyu Sword Sect know that this rusty long sword has chopped off the heads of countless enemies.

The demons in the world will tremble when they hear the words "Zhenyu Daomen".

This long sword was even seen by Emperor Xingwu, who praised it as "hidden inside, capable of cutting off evil and eliminating evil".

The old man's identity is even more complicated. He is Sikong Zhen, the master of Zhenyu Dao Sect.

When he was young, with this rusty knife, he killed hundreds of powerful enemies in the world and established a great reputation.

Today, people in the world call him Old Man Sikong.

Old Man Sikong looked at the roster in his hand and said, "Why are they even invited here? They haven't been getting along well with Mr. Zhou recently."

Next to him, stood a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's name is Sikong Teng, and he is the son of Old Man Sikong.

Throughout his life, I don’t know if he killed too many people. Old Sikong had many affairs when he was young, but he only had one son.

On the roster, Zhou An's name was marked in bright red.

In addition, there is a name below, called Monk Huiwu.

Speaking of this monk Huiwu, he is actually well-known in the world. He is an elder of Qinghuang Temple.

Qinghuang Temple is an existence with an imperial edict. It is the first of the top ten temples in the Chu Kingdom and the real top power.

At that time, the abbot of Qinghuang Temple became a master of very few deaths because of that battle.

Therefore, this imperial edict is the great Chu Kingdom's blessing for Qinghuang Temple.

If it were other circumstances, maybe it would be nothing.

But Zhou An happened to take down Xin'an Temple before.

Behind Xin'an Temple is Qinghuang Temple.

There are some tricks here.

"Father, Monk Huiwu of Qinghuang Temple happens to be nearby. If we don't invite him, I'm afraid it will be bad for Zhenyu Daomen." Sikong Teng said.

Old Man Sikong looked directly at Sikong Teng and said nothing.

Sikong Teng was looked at by this gaze and lowered his head silently, not daring to look at him.

After a long time, Old Man Sikong sighed.

"I'm still alive. I don't need you to bring more allies to the Zhenyu Dao Sect."

Although the words were very plain, Sikong Teng's ears made him tremble a little.

At the level of Old Man Sikong, how could he not see what Sikong Teng was thinking.

Up to now, Zhenyu Daomen has involved many things and many enemies.

Sikong Teng wants to develop further and make Zhenyu Daomen better.

But...it was wrong after all.

Sikong Teng seemed to be ready. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Father, this is good for us!"

"Zhenyu Daomen is backed by the Great Chu Kingdom, and the same goes for Qinghuang Temple. It is naturally better if the two have good relations."

"I know you are worried about Zhou An, but Qinghuang Temple is even more important. Between the two... we need to choose the more important one."

The further he went on, the more Sikong Teng couldn't go on.

Because old man Sikong looked at him with a look that hated iron.

"Did I make a mistake?" Sikong Teng wondered.

He couldn't figure out what he said wrong.

After all, in terms of importance, Qinghuang Temple is better.

Old Man Sikong sighed: "When people walk, they get wider and wider, not narrower and narrower. Remember, if there is a conflict between Qinghuang Temple and Zhou An, we will stand on Zhou An's side."

Sikong Teng was stunned, really confused: "Just because there is standing behind Zhou An... Eunuch Wei?"

"You know nothing!"

By this time, Old Man Sikong could no longer control his temper.

In the early years, the old man who dared to travel across mountains and rivers with a sword to kill monsters in the rivers and lakes still has a breathtaking aura in his old age.

"Is that Eunuch Wei?"

Old Man Sikong said harshly: "Zhou An is Si Jing who suppresses the Guisi, which means there is a chief commander above him. The ninth disciple of the Imperial Master is Zhou An's friend. It's obvious who the Imperial Master is."

"Plus Eunuch Wei, you asked, do we have the qualifications to stand by?"

Sikong Teng was stunned for a long time and could not react for a long time.

Old Man Sikong continued: "There is still a way to offend Qinghuang Temple, but when Zhou Ancong rose, he had no taboos. What way can you do to offend such a person?"

Following Old Man Sikong's words, Sikong Teng felt sweat dripping down his back and remembered the information about Zhou An.

From Zhou An's debut to now, he has never been alive.

This also proves that his father's words are right.

"I understand." Sikong Teng wiped the sweat from his head and said quickly.

"Go down." Old Man Sikong waved his sleeves.

Soon, Sikong Teng didn't dare to stay any longer and left directly.

Old Man Sikong looked at Sikong Teng's figure and sighed.

He suddenly felt like he had no successor.

My son never sees things clearly.

This road is almost narrow.

Fortunately, he is still alive.

"I hope tomorrow goes well." Old Man Sikong thought.

…

Sikong Teng left the hall and hurriedly arranged other things.

The disciple competition is extremely important, and it is also the way for Zhenyu Sword Sect to select talents.

This matter cannot be taken carelessly.

Especially thinking about what his father said just now, Sikong Teng felt that he had to do it well this time.

Just after coming out of the hall, Sikong Teng didn't go far when he suddenly met a person.

This man was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Zhenyu Sword Sect, but he was disheveled and looked crazy.

Although he looks young, his madness hides his youth.

"Kong Xun, what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come out?" Sikong Teng was startled and quickly walked over and grabbed Kong Xun's hand.

Kong Xun is a disciple of the Zhenyu Dao Sect.

But a long time ago, while exploring a dangerous place, something went wrong and he went crazy.

Sometimes, even a lot of nonsense is said.

Old Man Sikong remembered that Kong Xun was a disciple of Zhenyu Daomen, so he left Kong Xun at Zhenyu Daomen.

In the Zhenyu Daomen, Kong Xun's nickname is Kong Madman, which was also given to him by his fellow disciples.

Madman Kong was pulled by Sikong Teng, raised his cloudy eyes, and said strangely: "Isn't it a big competition? I am also a disciple of the Zhenyu Sword Sect, so of course I will participate."

The words seemed very logical, but in Sikong Teng's eyes, this logic did not exist at all.

Because in the next sentence, Crazy Kong will say something unintelligible.

Sure enough, when Sikong Teng thought this, Madman Kong started dancing.

"Oh, Dabi! I have a sword that can slay evil spirits, talismans that control all kinds of magic, no one in the world can defeat me, and a writing brush that can write down everything in the world!"

Crazy Kong danced crazily while doing various movements, and even kept dubbing himself while doing the movements.

Seeing this appearance, Sikong Teng sighed and waved to the disciple next to him.

Not long after, the disciple next to him came up and pulled Crazy Kong away.

Sikong Teng then had time to continue arranging things.

Crazy Kong was still shouting loudly before he was pulled away.

"I am hundreds of meters long, my whole body is covered with mouths, I am broken mountains, hahahaha..."

The sound gradually faded away and disappeared.

…

Time continued to pass, and in the blink of an eye, the night passed quickly.

This night, everyone was busy with their own things, except Zhou An, who was still repeating the life of the Gan Emperor.

Sometimes Zhou An thinks that this has become a habit. If one day he has no liver, it will not be natural for him.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning came in, Zhou An stretched.

The proficiency has improved a lot, but the skill of pot control still requires a strong liver.

Next to him, Heiyu also followed Zhou An's example and stretched.

Then, words of tiger and wolf came out from Black Jade's mouth.

"Tired, but very refreshing. My waist doesn't hurt and my legs don't feel numb."

The corners of Zhou An's mouth twitched slightly.

This is so true that if others heard it, they might think that they didn't just spend the whole night having fun yesterday, but they spent the whole night doing it.

"Okay, stop talking and go out." Zhou An stopped Black Jade from continuing to speak cleverly and changed the topic again.

Since we are going to Zhenyu Daomen, we should go there early.

After watching this disciple competition, you can come back and continue your liver proficiency.

Thinking of this, Zhou An walked out of the room with an excited look on his face.

Outside the door, Zong Shanyin was waiting outside with a dozen members of the Zhenguisi.

As the chief of the first room, Zong Shanyin is very conscientious in his duties, at least in terms of punctuality, he has never been careless.

Besides them, there were a dozen horses and a carriage outside.

Everyone else was on horseback, and the carriage was prepared for Zhou An.

After all, Zhou An's current status is very different. How can a leader in the town of a Beijing-level city rely solely on horses to travel?

The carriage is indeed very big, and it is driven by members of the Zhengui.

"Master Zhou, do you want to have a meal first and then go out, or should you go directly?" Zong Shanyin asked.

"Eat first." Zhou An waved his hand and said.

There was no need to worry about a meal or two, but it was still early and there was no need to rush.

Especially since this group of members came so early, they must not have had breakfast.

A poor general does not need a hungry soldier. He will wait until he has enough food and drink.

Thinking of this, Zhou An waved his sleeves: "I'm treating you, you can eat whatever you want."

Nowadays, money is really just a number to Zhou An.

Not to mention anything else, just his medical book has been used by the Hengtong Chamber of Commerce. Various special limited editions, as well as return limited editions, he can receive commissions from it.

If you have no money, just go to Hengtong Chamber of Commerce to get your bonus.

Whenever Zhou An looks at the special limited edition and return limited edition, he feels an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

It's very similar to those game skins in previous lives, with various restrictions.

When the members of the Zhenshisi heard Zhou An say that he was inviting guests to dinner, they also cheered knowingly.

Not long after, everyone went to have a meal at the best restaurant in Huaixi Capital under the surprised eyes of the people.

This meal really cost a lot.

However, Zhou An's act of treating guests also changed the eyes of many Zhensi members.

"Master Zhou, he is not as cruel and cruel as the legend in the world." A member of the Suppression Division muttered in a low voice.

"Master Zhou is kind to his own people." Zong Shanyin slapped this guy on the head and said jokingly: "Stop talking nonsense, get ready to go."

After eating and drinking, it was natural to prepare to leave.

Everyone did not stop and waited until Zhou An got on the carriage before heading to Zhenyu Daomen.

…

On the way to Zhenyu Daomen, the carriage was driving slowly.

Zhou An was sitting in the carriage, bored.

Because it was not far from Huaixi Capital, Zhou An did not have liver skills, but was trying to figure out things about the relics.

Not long ago, he had communication with the Coven.

The Guild of Guilds made it clear at that time that if their consciousness fell into an instinctive state again, they would continue to hunt Zhou An.

After all, in Instinct, Zhou An is the real culprit who kidnapped Black Yu. As long as Black Yu doesn't come back for a day, the Guild will devote all their resources to hunting down Zhou An.

Zhou An had a headache about this.

Although it seems easy to solve, as long as there are relics, but... relics are really rare!

Not to mention anything else, there are only two pills at Monk Kong Wen's level, and when you take them out, it makes your body hurt.

It has reached such a precious level, where can I get it?

This is a very serious question.

If you don't get it, you won't be so lucky next time.

So Zhou An has recently been looking for other ways to improve his liver proficiency.

If relics are hard to find, then find another way.

Zhou An thought of a skill - Holy Spirit Demonic Body.

In front of Zhou An's eyes, a layer of smoke appeared.

[Holy Spirit Demonic Body lv.7 (purification +10, dispersion +10, power +10) 1/120000]

This skill is one of Zhou An's rare seventh-level skills.

Even though Zhou An usually uses it for attacks, the ten-meter-tall Holy Spirit Demonic Body is indeed majestic.

But...this skill does not only have the attribute of power.

It was because of this skill that he gave Black Jade human consciousness.

Purification, as the name suggests, can clear oneself of negative states.

Dispelling is even more powerful, because it is directed at others.

No matter whether it is good or bad, as long as it is something similar to a temporary state, he can get rid of it, and he can get rid of whatever he wants.

"If I improve this skill, will it be able to wake up the Guild?" Zhou An thought to himself.

Drawing inferences from one example, this is what Zhou An thought of.

However, he is a very stable person, so at this time, you have to ask first.

"Is it because of you that your mother recovered, or simply because of the relic?" Zhou An asked.

This is what Zhou An thought of.

He thinks more than others.

If the relics could restore Wei Yi's consciousness, the two comedians, Taoist Fulong and Monk Zen Xin, would not be so surprised by the recovery of Wei Yi.

Facts have proved that Zhou An was the first to do this, and no one had done this before.

In other words, it cannot be done at all, just because of the black jade.

When Heiyu heard what Zhou An said, he tilted his head and started to get angry again: "You teased me, and I told you..."

"Boom!"

Along with a muffled groan, Black Jade covered his head with a look of grievance.

"Is not fun."

Zhou An's move has proven to be successful every time he tries it.

Black Jade was knocked unconscious by Zhou An, and she thought carefully about Zhou An's words.

After a while, he finally said: "Your... reason."

"Me?" Zhou An asked strangely, "Why?"

He thought about it, but he didn't understand why it was because of him.

Black Jade organized the language and said: "My mother and I are connected, you and I are connected, so... we are all connected."

At this time, Hei Yu rarely spoke seriously, because Zhou An was very serious.

Zhou An thought for a moment and realized that Black Jade said loneliness.

These are all guesses, not certain.

"Maybe it's a negative state. Maybe after I finish the Guo Suppression method, I will try the Holy Spirit Demonic Body."

Zhou An thought to himself.

Relics, he would do it when he had the chance.

The Holy Spirit Demonic Body should also be tried.

Zhou An's right hand turned into a claw, and then closed it fully: "I want them all."

After making the decision, Zhou An relaxed and waited patiently to reach his destination.

…

The carriage continued to drive, but after driving for a while, it gradually slowed down.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhou An could clearly feel that the speed of the carriage had slowed down.

Logically speaking, everyone is following the official path, and this situation will never happen.

Zhou An came to the door, opened the curtain, looked at the members of the Zhensi who were driving the carriage, and asked: "What happened?"

At this time, the members of the Zhenguisi looked unhappy and looked at the situation ahead.

After hearing Zhou An speak, he immediately put away his expression and said respectfully.

"Master Zhou, it seems that the monks from Qinghuang Temple in front are also going to Zhenyu Daomen."

Hearing this, Zhou An narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

Not far ahead, there were a dozen monks walking slowly forward.

Their leader was a middle-aged monk who was slightly fatter and looked very imposing.

The reason why the carriage slowed down was because these monks blocked the official road.

Zhou An said calmly: "Qinghuang Temple..."

He thought of Xin'an Temple, the temple that he had completely destroyed now, which was attached to Qinghuang Temple.

Speaking of Qinghuang Temple, Zhou An still knew something about it.

This temple, which ranks among the top ten temples in the Chu Kingdom, carries the imperial edict of Emperor Xingwu, and indeed has a very important status in the Chu Kingdom.

The Buddhism they practice is different from ordinary Buddhism and advocates asceticism.

The green one represents youth, and the yellow one represents old age.

From green to yellow, practicing hard for a lifetime is the purpose of Qinghuang Temple.

Originally, although Zhou An did not understand these ascetics, he respected them enough.

But something seemed wrong at this time.

They were walking on the official road, but the people walking there walked so slowly and blocked them in front of them.

Zhou An felt that there was something going on here.

Thinking of this, he looked at the fat middle-aged monk at the front.

The middle-aged fat monk also looked over at this time.

The two people's eyes met, and Zhou An already understood what it meant.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are trying to intimidate me so that I can follow you and lose face."

Zhou An sneered and said: "After all, they can't forget the matter of Xin'an Temple. They feel that I have lost their face, so they turned against me."

These days, some people really earn face, especially big forces like Qinghuang Temple.

but……

In Zhou An's opinion, some people are really unreasonable.

Even if you break the law, you still have to save face.

In fact, there are quite a few such people, at least Zhou An has seen them in his previous life.

Many things in the past life are far more bizarre than the story.

Thinking of this, Zhou An said loudly: "The Suppressant is doing business, get out of the way quickly!"

The words fell, but no one answered.

This group of monks seemed not to hear it and refused to agree at all.

Not far away, Zong Shanyin saw this scene and secretly said that the road had narrowed.

Has Mr. Zhou ever been afraid of anyone?

I've never been afraid.

Sure enough, just as Zong Shanyin thought this, he heard a voice.

"Zongshan Seal."

"Here you are, Master Zhou." Zong Shanyin quickly rode his horse and came to Zhou An.

Zhou An pointed at the group of monks and said: "Drive them all away, and arrest those who block them, and take them to the dungeon when the time comes."

As soon as these words came out, the monks who were walking slowly in front all froze.

In Huaixi Jing, Zhou An is the sky.

Just for the few major events they came to Huaixi Capital, the members of the Zhenguisi were already obedient to Zhou An's orders.

Zong Shanyin agreed, then turned around and said, "Go and drive them all away. Those who don't agree, arrest them!"

As soon as the words fell, half of the members of the Zhenshisi walked towards the group of monks.

These members of the Suppressing Spies are all masters of martial arts. If nothing else, just taking out one of them would be a level beyond the reach of others.

When these members of the Suppression and Spies approached on horseback, the fat middle-aged monk immediately stood up.

"Wait!"

"The poor monk Huiwu, the elder of Qinghuang Temple, please don't take action yet."

Monk Hui Wu said quickly.

At this time, he was indeed losing face to Zhou An, just as Zhou An thought.

If nothing else, others are afraid of Zhou An, but Qinghuang Temple is not.

Originally, Monk Huiwu came to Huaixi Capital by the way.

Unexpectedly, I heard a lot of rumors.

Especially the incident of Zhou An destroying Xin'an Temple made Monk Huiwu furious.

If there is a problem with Xin'an Temple, you can monitor it first and then send a letter to Qinghuang Temple. If there is a problem, Qinghuang Temple will not stop it, but you, Zhou An, take action directly.

This would be too disrespectful to Qinghuang Temple.

Since I want to lose face to Qinghuang Temple, then I will lose face to you.

Just take advantage of this moment to put on a good show.

If Zhou An doesn't care, it will spread throughout the world.

Then Monk Hui Wu will not continue to embarrass Zhou An. After all, it can be regarded as a face for Eunuch Wei.

But now, the result is unexpected.

Not only was Zhou An not afraid, but he was even ready to expel them.

Monk Hui Wu cannot ignore this.

Zhou An sneered and said: "Three sentences. You only have three sentences. I give you a privilege. For the sake of the first abbot's sacrifice for the people."

Monk Huiwu was stunned for a moment, and then became even more angry: "Master Zhou, do you know that disturbing Qinghuang Temple's hard work is making you an enemy of Qinghuang Temple?"

"One sentence." Zhou An said calmly.

Monk Huiwu's eyes widened: "As for the matter of Xin'an Temple, if you follow us today, we will pretend that we don't exist, and you will still treat yourself as your Si Jing."

"Two sentences." Zhou An continued.

Monk Hui Wu sneered: "Okay, then we won't leave. Do you really dare to take action?"

"Three sentences."

Zhou An sighed: "It's all nonsense."

He stepped out of the carriage.

"I know you are dissatisfied because you dealt with Xin'an Temple without telling you."

"But how do you know that when the Jianghu demon appears, even the slightest moment will save a common person's life."

"You don't know yet, and you are still standing in front of me. You think you are right."

"The abbot of Qinghuang Temple died to clarify his ambition and save the people, but descendants like you are like a stubborn stone, ruining his reputation."

"I respect the abbot and the hero, because I don't have such big ideals, but I don't like villains."

Zhou An said slowly: "In that case, let you experience how those talented people appeared when they came to Beijing."

"How to appear?" Monk Hui Wu didn't react.

Zong Shanyin didn't wait any longer and commanded the members of the Zhenguisi to rush out.

At this time, as soon as Monk Hui Wu made a move, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

"If you move again, you will really die." Zhou An said calmly, holding the long knife.

"What do you want to do?" Monk Huiwu gritted his teeth.

He could feel the evil aura on Zhou An's body, and he really wanted to kill him.

Zhou An said with a smile: "In other words, I like to watch monks pulling carts."

As soon as he finished speaking, the poisonous gas from the medical Gu seed penetrated into Monk Hui Wu's body.

"What if I don't? Can you still kill me?" Monk Hui Wu sneered.

He concluded that Zhou An would not kill him.

But then, a terrifying pain came.

Even monk Huiwu couldn't help but roll on the ground.

Zhou An squatted down and smiled: "You have plenty of time, and so do I. The toxicity is very severe. Let's see how long you can endure it..."

…

Zhenyu Daomen.

At this time, Old Man Sikong and Sikong Teng were greeting him at the mountain gate.

This time, many guests came, all from surrounding forces.

Some of these forces are at the top level and are on the same level as the Zhenyu Dao Sect.

It's said to be a competition between disciples, but it's actually a form of emotional connection.

At that time, Zhenyu Dao Sect was founded and its power was not strong. It was because of Zhenyu Si that it slowly developed to what it is today.

The surrounding forces will be somewhat thin-faced.

At this time, what was supposed to come had already arrived, but Qinghuang Temple and Zhenguisi were the only ones missing.

"What's going on?" Old Man Sikong asked.

Beside, many forces are also waiting.

Their thoughts are also very simple, that is, to make friends with Zhou An.

After all, Zhou An today wants strength and status.

If you don't make friends in this situation, isn't that a mental illness?

As for Qinghuang Temple, I’m sorry, but everyone is really not familiar with it.

Zhou An is the Sijing of Huaixi Capital, so why should everyone care about the distant Qinghuang Temple when everyone is still hanging around in Huaixi Capital?

They are all people with brains and will not do stupid things like Sikong Teng.

But here comes the problem.

Why hasn’t the rightful owner appeared yet?

Old Man Sikong asked: "Are you sure you want to send a message to Mr. Zhou and the others?"

Sikong Teng nodded and said, "Dad, I'm really worried. Logically speaking, they should have arrived, and Qinghuang Temple is closer, so they haven't arrived yet. I don't know what's going on."

Old Man Sikong fell into silence.

He was a little worried. Could it be that the two parties met on the road?

If we do encounter one, there's no telling what will happen.

"I hope that Monk Hui Wu of Qinghuang Temple will not be miserable." Old Man Sikong thought in his heart.

With this feeling, he continued to wait.

Everyone was looking forward to it.

After waiting for another incense stick, finally, the rightful owner arrived.

What caught my eye was the ascetic monk from Qinghuang Temple.

As everyone knows, ascetics are very hard-working, but...

"Is this also a part of asceticism?" Someone was thinking when they saw this scene.

This is what many people have in mind because the scene is so shocking.

A dozen ascetics, led by Huiwu, all had a rope tied to their bodies.

The other end of the rope is connected to a carriage.

On the carriage, Zhou Anzheng was waving the whip, hitting Monk Hui Wu again and again.

But Monk Huiwu didn't seem to feel it, lowering his head and pulling the carriage.

They had seen people pulling carriages.

But... a high-ranking person like Qinghuang Temple pulls a carriage, and it really opens his eyes.

"I heard that when Mr. Zhou entered the capital, he tied many geniuses to the carriage. I thought it was gorgeous enough, but I didn't expect that there would be something even more gorgeous." Someone said with emotion.

More people looked at Monk Huiwu with some pity.

They are all leaders of forces and are very smart. Of course they know the reason.

There is a saying in the world that no one who offends Zhou An can escape.

Obviously, this is the sequelae of offending Zhou An.

Monk Hui Wu looked at the eyes of so many people, and his empty eyes completely lost their sparkle.