Sauvignon Blanc was lost and recovered, and Jiang Wang completely gave up the idea of using force.
No matter how out of tune this old monk Ku Jue is, his unfathomable strength is there.
I can't even see clearly how big the gap is, let alone close it.
It is impossible to walk, as the previous standing still is proof.
Fortunately, this yellow-faced old monk didn't seem to have any ill intentions.
Jiang Wang sighed: "Master, if you are really in need of a disciple, there is a man in my town who has nothing in common with all four elements. He is indifferent to life and death and doesn't care about anything... I think he is very intelligent."
He just said in his heart: Go forward, go forward, this master is so strong, and being under his disciples is not an insult to you. The Three Peaks of Flying Swords are all a thing of the past, forget it when you should.
"He can't do it." Old monk Ku Jue refused flatly: "It may be gone one day. The old monk is still pointing out his disciples to observe filial piety. We must not accept this mourning star."
Judging from the meaning of the old monk's words, he seemed to have a certain understanding of Xiang Qian's background. I just don't know why he said that Qiangmen is the "Sangmen Star"... This is hard to hear.
But this is not the time to dwell on these things. Jiang Wang said bitterly: "I dare to ask Master, how did I fall into your eyes?"
"Destined!" Kujue insisted.
Jiang Wang:......
There is no way to change this reason.
Kujue seemed to know that these words were not very convincing, and added: "You protect the people here and make them peaceful. The old monk sees it. You have compassion and bodhicitta, and you are a great match for my Buddha!"
Jiang Wang said hurriedly: "When it comes to compassion, there is a person in Yang State who has countless living people and is respected by thousands of people. It is Huang Yi, the governor of Hengyang County..."
Unexpectedly, the yellow-faced old monk suddenly became furious: "Evil fellow! What is the purpose of making excuses in every possible way? Do you look down on me, the Buddha?"
This crime was so serious that Jiang Wang ignored the very empathetic sound of 'evil disciple' and hurriedly explained: "There are thousands of ways to practice. Before we reach the end of the road, who knows who is right and who is wrong? Buddhism He is also a prominent figure in the world, how dare you look down upon him!"
The old monk Ku Jue said in a dark voice: "Does that mean you look down on me, the Xuankong Temple?"
Good guy!
It turned out to be a monk from the Xuankong Temple in the East Holy Land of Buddhism!
For this famous sect in the Eastern Region, Jiang Wang had only heard of his name, but he had never had any dealings with it.
But, why did the Xuankong Temple take notice of my family?
He said hurriedly: "Xuankong Temple is a famous sect in the world, and I have always admired it!"
The yellow-faced old monk's face became even more withered and yellow: "Then you just look down on me, Kujue?"
You are so strong, even if you really look down on you, how dare I say it...
Jiang Wang had no choice but to say: "Master, everyone has his own ambitions!"
He now has the Taixu Illusion Realm where he can deduce the techniques, and he has been awarded the title of Qi State. All the secret techniques can be obtained from Qi State through regular channels. There was no need or desire to find a master to take care of him, especially since he had never thought of shaving his head and becoming a monk.
After all, I have never been exposed to Buddhism before, but now that I have practiced it, I have developed well, and I am not inferior to others. There is no reason to suddenly choose a new path.
However, the situation is stronger than the people.
The yellow-faced old monk just stared at him and said, "Isn't that right? You want to be my disciple, and I want to be your master. Real people have their own ambitions."
This is all a mess, everyone has their own ambitions, how can you explain it like this!
Apart from anything else, this ability to talk nonsense is hard to come by.
You can't fight it, you can't escape it, you can't tear it apart.
Jiang Wang could only become serious: "Master, how can there be any reason in the world to forcefully accept a disciple?"
"You are just not willing now, but you will be willing in the future. Since you will be willing in the future, how can you talk about 'forcibly accepting disciples'?"
"Then let's talk about it later, Master!"
Monk Kujue looked like he had known this for a long time and said with a smile: "Look, you are no longer so determined in the future. What does this mean? Your determination now is just a bluff and is meaningless! We are masters and disciples. Destiny was set by the Buddha, and you can't avoid it, so it's better to follow it early."
Jiang Wang frowned and asked, "To practice Buddhism, one must have six pure roots, right?"
"That's the truth."
"What if I have hatred in my heart?"
"All four elements are empty!" said the yellow-faced old monk.
"It can't be empty!"
Jiang Wang said this very firmly.
Ku Jue couldn't help but sigh: "When will the injustice be repaid?"
Jiang Wang said calmly: "Just kill Jue. I will die."
This monk was unreasonable, but he really didn't want to become a disciple for no reason. It should be noted that the relationship between master and disciple is very important. It is not just talk, but both master and disciple bear responsibilities. In Buddhist terms, both are entangled in cause and effect!
Even if the other party comes from a famous sect in the world like Xuankong Temple, even if the other party has enough strength to teach him and protect him.
This was the first day he met this yellow-faced old monk. He didn’t know who he was or what his heart was, so how could he be willing to become a disciple?
Jiang Wang said he had hatred in his heart, but he was just telling the truth. In fact, he didn't expect how to make Monk Kujue give up, and he was still thinking about a way to escape.
But to his surprise. After hearing his answer, Ku Jue was silent for a long time.
In the end, he just sighed: "Idiot!"
He turned around and disappeared.
Jiang Wang just blinked and the place was empty.
This monk came and left inexplicably, which was really confusing.
Jiang Wang pondered for a long time, speculating on the purpose of the yellow-faced old monk.
After much deliberation, I could only find one reason - if the Xuankong Temple wanted to get a share of the Yang Domain after the war, the Rizhao County Governor would be a good opportunity.
However, he is still fighting for his position as governor. Over there, Gao Shaoling had Jinghai as his back, not to mention the Gao family. Huang Yixing, a man who had lost his country, would never refuse a thigh as thick as the Xuankong Temple. Why did you choose him?
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The old monk Ku Jue left without making a sound. Jiang Wang kept walking out of the dining room. Only then did Dugu Xiao notice the movement and came over. He looked inside and said, "Sir, where is the monk?"
"Let's go." Jiang Wang casually ordered: "Don't make any noise about this matter."
The monk from Xuankong Temple appeared in Qingyang Town at this time, with unknown intentions. He didn't want to give people any bad interpretation.
Dugu Xiao is even more unstoppable.
After leaving here, Jiang Wang went to find Qianqian.
As the strongest combat force under his command now, he had not yet had a good chat with Xiang Xiang after the assassination of Song Guang.
He became the man of Qingyang Town and Zang Fu, Qi Ting's punisher. He himself had to be good at punishment.
The sky outside is just right, and I'm still lying high.
Even with that sword array, his inner-level combat power is enough for him to live comfortably.
But the top three masters of Feijian in the Feijian era, except for the time when they were fighting the plague, were either drunk or sleeping soundly all day long, and they were really too unprogressive...
Jiang Wang knocked on the door twice, then pushed the door open and walked in.
With the strength to move forward, even in a deep sleep, he will not ignore such movements.
He just turned over on the bed, turned his back to the outside, and said dissatisfied: "Disturbing dreams in broad daylight!"
Jiang Wang ignored his complaints, found a place to sit down, and said casually: "Today, an old monk from the Xuankong Temple came to the town. He insisted on accepting me as his disciple, life or death. He seemed to know you, and said What kind of Sangmenxing are you?"
The forward complaining stopped.
"Xuankong Temple?" He didn't turn around, but his voice came faintly.
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