"Interesting, interesting!"

Being forced back by the magic power, Mo Yuan's eyes lit up. The mana sitting in the carriage had suddenly reached the peak of the soul. Not only that, the peace of the magic power was mixed with a little...

Overbearing, but extremely authentic Buddhist teachings!

"It seems that this centipede spirit wants to use Da Chen's luck to condense the body of a true dragon and leap into the realm of a true immortal!"

Mo Yuan murmured to himself, and the look of amusement on his face became more intense. He looked at the carriage and shouted loudly: "Pudu Cihang, in half a month, there will be a life and death showdown in the palace. Mo is here to do the right thing."

I am looking for you to avenge the Heavenly Master!"

call out!

As soon as Mo Yuan finished speaking, the golden light flashed out of the carriage, and an old monk wearing simple monk clothes landed in front of everyone.

This old monk has a shriveled figure, peaceful features, and an aura of compassion. At a glance, you can tell he is a virtuous Buddhist monk.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk nodded and said, "This poor monk has met His Highness Prince Jing and several fellow Taoists."

"Master, there is no need to be polite." Prince Jing said lukewarmly. The two of them had different positions, but they were just trying to maintain superficial harmony.

Pudu Cihang then raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yuan. After looking up and down, he said, "May I ask my friend's name? Do you have any misunderstandings about this poor monk?"

Cihang Pudu had doubts in his heart. Since the great changes in the world a hundred years ago, the realm of Yuanshen has been the top existence in this world. It is extremely rare. They are basically acquainted with each other, but he has never seen a person like Mo Yuan.

"Your Excellency, you are overthinking. There is no misunderstanding between you and me."

Mo Yuan sneered and said: "Your Excellency sneaked into the Buddhist sect and killed the old heavenly master. He wanted to help the eldest prince fight for the dragon. He used the luck of the great Chen and the merits of the human emperor to get rid of the demon body and condense the immortal body. You really think that what you have done is unparalleled in the world.

Do you know?"

Um?!

Pudu Cihang's eyes flashed, and he was secretly shocked in his heart. How did the young Yuanshen master in front of him know his plan? However, he didn't show anything on his face. He still looked like a virtuous monk with a gentle attitude.

He said: "My Taoist friends heard rumors somewhere that the Heavenly Master died of physical decay and voluntarily passed away, but it has nothing to do with the poor monk."

"It has nothing to do with you? You're talking nonsense!"

Zhang Daoren's eyes widened angrily and he scolded: "You hypocritical demon monk. My master respects him as a healthy man, but he went away after meeting you once. How dare you say that it has nothing to do with you?!"

"It turns out that you are a disciple of Longhu Mountain. This is really great!"

Pudu Cihang was not angry when he was scolded. Instead, he smiled and said: "His Majesty sent people back to Longhu Mountain for the old Celestial Master's body. However, the treasure he carried with him was closely related to the Celestial Master's seal, so the poor monk put it there."

We are in charge of the temple. If you have time, please come to the poor monk’s temple to talk about it.”

The seal of the Heavenly Master!

Mo Yuan's heart moved. Isn't this the true immortal magic weapon that the old master carried with him? This centipede is so carefully made that he is willing to return it?

"My Longhu Mountain Zhenshan Dharma Seal?!"

Taoist Zhang looked excited, but how could he dare to enter the old monster's cave to get the Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhenshan Dharma Seal? The old Heavenly Master always went in vertically and came out horizontally, let alone him?

He could only look at Mo Yuan for help, trying to get some help.

Mo Yuan smiled and said: "Spirit Centipede, wait until the Great Court Meeting in half a month and I will kill you. Naturally, the Heavenly Master's seal will not be able to escape!"

"It seems that fellow Taoist misunderstanding of the poor monk is very deep." Pudu Cihang sighed in a fake tone.

Mo Yuan took a deep look at the old monk and felt that his whole body had a peaceful aura and no evil spirit at all. If he hadn't known the identity of this monk earlier, he might have been deceived by him!

"Your Highness, let's go."

Mo Yuan was too lazy to argue with this old monster. The two of them were life and death enemies and there was nothing to say.

Prince Jing nodded and said, "Master, I'll take my leave."

"Amitabha!"

Pudu Cihang shouted the Buddha's name again, with a look of compassion on his face, and said: "The poor monk is the leader of Buddhism, and fellow Taoists insist on slandering the poor monk. Even if the poor monk doesn't care, some Buddhist disciples will eventually raise the fire of nameless karma.

, please Taoist friend apologize to the poor monk."

Buddhist leader?

Mo Yuan didn't know this. He looked at Taoist Zhang, who immediately whispered: "This battle for the throne of Dachen is also a battle between the Buddhist and Taoist families. I, Longhushan, am the leader of the Taoist sect, and Pudu Cihang is the leader of the Taoist sect."

He is a Buddhist leader."

Is it also involved in the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism?

Mo Yuan shook his head secretly and said: "Your Majesty, don't bother me. Don't you Buddhists say, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?' If anyone comes to look for you, I'll just ask them to go down and accompany you in advance. Let's go!"

After saying this, Mo Yuan gently pinched the horse's belly, and everyone headed towards the city gate cave.

Pudu Cihang stood there, watching everyone leave. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself: "Is this person the Mo Yuan who killed the Golden Eagle King? It seems that the poor monk wants to advance in advance."

It’s started.”

…

"Master Mo, you must avenge my master!" After entering the city, Taoist Zhang begged sincerely.

Pudu Cihang was able to kill even the old Celestial Master, and the Celestial Master's Seal even fell into his hands. Even those on Longhu Mountain were powerless even if they wanted to take revenge.

Taoist Zhang can only pin all his hopes on Mo Yuan.

"The Heavenly Master gave me the cultivation method. If you are kind to me, I will kill him and give the Heavenly Master's seal to you." Mo Yuan replied.

"Pindao, on behalf of Longhu Mountain, thank you so much, Mr. Mo!" Zhang Daoren bowed solemnly on his horse.

Mo Yuan smiled and said nothing.

Needless to say, there was prosperity at the feet of the Emperor of Kyoto. Even the King Jing did not dare to gallop on his horse, so everyone walked slowly on the street.

However, when passing a small bridge, a scholar suddenly stopped in front of the crowd.

But I saw that the scholar was extremely handsome and had a very elegant temperament. He held a picture scroll in his hand, bowed to Prince Jing and said, "Your Highness, Wang Anxu, pays homage to His Highness Prince Jing!"

"Oh, he is the number one painter in the capital!"

When His Highness Prince Jing saw the scholars saluting, he laughed and said, "Before I left the capital, I heard that you made an appointment to Chen Shangshu's family and asked for a lady from the Chen family. I wonder if Mr. Chen agreed?"

"Your Highness, Mr. Chen has agreed to stay with Miss Chen. I am planning to go to the Chen Mansion to deliver paintings to Mr. Chen." Wang Anxu said.

"You are very lucky to be able to marry Miss Chen. Go ahead and send an invitation to the palace on the wedding day. I will be there in person to congratulate you." Prince Jing said with a smile.

"Then I will take my leave!"

Wang Anxu saluted again and then walked away.

Wang Anxu!

Seeing the scholar leaving, Mo Yuan suddenly felt something in his heart and said, "Your Highness, who is this Wang Anxu, and what is the name of Miss Chen he married?"

"Master Mo is also interested in Wang Anxu?"

A look of surprise appeared on Prince Jing's face. He thought that monks like Mo Yuan would not pay attention to such common things.

He said: "Wang Anxu is a Jinshi in this subject, and his painting skills are extremely good. He admires Chen Chuhui, the only daughter of Chen Shangshu, and everyone in the capital knows that Mr. Mo wants to invite Wang Anxu to paint?"

"No, Mo Mo was curious for a moment that His Highness would treat an ordinary Jinshi with such courtesy."

"Hahahaha, I don't want to hide it from Mr. Mo. I just want to win over these new scholars." Prince Jing said with a smile.

Mo Yuan nodded, but a hint of murderous intention towards the scholar Wang Anxu flashed in his heart!

If he remembered correctly, Wang Anxu and Chen Chuhui were clearly in the plot of Painted Skin.

This Wang Anxu wanted to reach a high position and burned his first wife Mei Sanniang to death. Later, in order to marry the princess, he killed Chen Chuhui. It can be said that he has a human face and a beast heart!

However, it is impossible to say whether he is Wang Anxu or whether he burned Mei Sanniang to death.

Just listen to Mo Yuandao: "Your Highness, Mo has an unkind request. Please send someone to Wang Anxu's hometown to investigate him carefully. Mo always feels that there is a lot of resentment in him and something is wrong!

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Chapter completed!