Chapter 29 Great Yuan Tripitaka

Author: Shangliu

Chapter 29 Great Yuan Tripitaka

The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

A faint smell of blood filled the courtyard and lingered.

"Hahaha……"

The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at Zhong Wanchou with his limbs broken off in front of him with a lewd smile on his face, "Zhong Wanchou, why don't you stop scolding me and scold me faster, otherwise my ancestor won't be interested anymore?"

Zhong Wanqiu lay on the ground like a dead dog, with blood and tears streaming from his eyes. He stared at the Blood Knife Ancestor, opened his dry mouth, and made a low and hoarse voice, "Baby..."

"It's boring."

Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly felt uninterested, pinched the back of Gan Baobao's neck, and stared into her empty eyes, "Beauty, Ancestor saw a little girl who looked very similar to you two days ago. I heard that she seemed to be

Your daughter’s name is Zhong Ling. She’s so beautiful and graceful. My ancestor will bring her to see you in a while…”

"brute!!"

Gan Baobao's eyes widened, and he wanted to strangle the Blood Knife Ancestor to death, "Even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go! Even if I were a ghost, I would never let you go! I won't let you go..."

"Hahaha... This is enough energy. Come on, let's continue!"

The Blood Knife Ancestor pulled up his waist pants and was about to continue when the disciples shouted from outside the door, "Ancestor..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, he heard "Go away".

outside the door.

Jiumozhi's face was full of coldness, "Xue Dao, get out of here quickly!"

"Damn, it's this unlucky thing again."

The Blood Knife Ancestor's face darkened, he left Gan Baobao behind, casually tied up his belt, and opened the door, "Jiumozhi, do you want to die for disturbing my ancestor's enjoyment?"

"I don't have time for you evil devil to talk here. Master Tripitaka has arrived and asked me to go to the front hall to discuss matters."

Jiumozhi turned slightly sideways, and with his clasped palms, he could faintly see the surge of hot and domineering Qi, "If you delay the matter, I will burn you, the evil devil, here."

"Hmph, wait until you have the ability to talk about it."

The Blood Knife Ancestor told the disciple, "Don't let the beauty inside die."

The words fell.

The Blood Knife Ancestor passed by Jiumozhi and walked directly towards the front hall.

"Infinite Life Buddha, sin, sin, sin..."

Jiumozhi lowered his head and muttered twice, waved his sleeves, and swept out a burst of true energy to knock the guarding blood knife monk unconscious, and left quickly without looking back.

lobby.

"Xue Dao has met all of you, paid homage to Master Tripitaka, and paid homage to Du Tong."

The Blood Knife Ancestor bowed respectfully to a white-robed Tibetan monk sitting on the main seat.

The Tibetan monk's name was Dayiba. He was one of the disciples of Pasiba, the master of the Meng Yuan Emperor, and he was extremely skilled in martial arts.

He looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, with a thin build, a pale face with no blood, and seemed to be injured. He looked not very energetic, but his eyes were shining brightly in the dark night.

Dayiba didn't say anything. He looked at Jiumozhi who was a step late, put his hands together and said, "King Ming, please sit down."

"Thank you."

The ancestor of the Blood Knife looked at this scene, with veins twitching in the corner of his eyebrows, but he heard the red-robed Tibetan monk next to Dayiba's right say with a smile, "Xue Knife, you should also take a seat."

This red-robed Tibetan monk is a younger brother of Dayiba, named Yang Lianzhenjia, and he is the Buddhist capital in the southern Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

He was about thirty years old, with big shoulders and a round waist, round cheeks, and smiling eyes. He looked very kind, but after looking at him for a long time, I always felt that there was something hidden in his smile.

The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at him and smiled immediately, "Yes, Dutong."

Dayiba glanced at the two of them and said, "Now that everyone is here, I will ask directly, Junior Brother, can you tell me why you want to burn down Tianlong Temple? I remember Master and asked us to do this, right?

?”

One word fell.

Several people in the hall who participated in the burning of Tianlong Temple looked strange, and they all looked at Yang Lian Zhenjia.

Yang Lianzhenjia's expression stiffened. He didn't expect that his senior brother would question him when he came up, and he felt unhappy.

"Senior brother, what you said is wrong. Master also said that if Dali is unwilling to surrender to me, Dayuan, he can use some appropriate means. Junior brother, doesn't he want to scare the monkeys and give them some color?"

"Yeah?"

"Of course it's true. What, could it be that senior brother is doubting junior brother?"

"I don't know what you are thinking, but I just want to tell you not to hang out with some evil demons and heretics all day long, which will disgrace Master."

When Yang Lianzhenjia heard this, he clenched his fat hands tightly on his sleeves and finally turned into a smile.

"What senior brother said makes sense, and junior brother has learned from it."

"Um."

Dayiba nodded slightly and looked squarely at the people in front of him, "Everyone, the family master sent a message asking us to clarify the meaning of the Duan family in Dali. I wonder how well you understand it now?"

"Reporting to Master Tripitaka, Duan Zhengming has not expressed his position yet."

Luzhangke, one of the "Two Elders of Xuanming", stood up and replied, and continued, "Master, with our strength, it is better to go directly into the palace and capture Duan Zhengming. If it doesn't save more effort, why bother?

We still have to wait for his answer."

Dayiba shook his head, "Although the method mentioned by the deer donor is easy, it has too many consequences and is not advisable."

"The master means..."

"Infinite Life Buddha..."

Dayiba recited the name of the Buddha and said, "We only need to wait for a few days. If Dali is willing to submit to my great yuan, everything will be fine. If not..."

Dayiba paused for a while and looked at a man wearing a mask and holding an iron staff in the field, "Donor Duan, I can help you ascend to the throne, as long as you remember what you promised me before."

Duan Yanqing was silent for a while, "I certainly remember it, but I don't know how Master plans to help him?"

"hehe……"

Dayiba smiled mysteriously and said, "Your Majesty is wise and has great destiny. Donor Duan is at ease."

When Duan Yanqing heard this, he frowned slightly and wanted to question, but in front of so many masters, he still didn't want to take risks.

"Then I'll just wait for the good news."

Dayiba nodded slightly and looked at an old man in black clothes and masked face.

"Old donor Murong Bo, you haven't spoken out for so long. Do you have any ideas?"

Murong Bo said calmly, "I have nothing to say."

Dayiba looked like he was smiling but not smiling, but he didn't ask any further questions.

"Everyone, I fought with the 'Southern Emperor' for a day and a night, and finally let him leave. Now he should have returned to the Dali Royal City."

As soon as this statement came out.

It was much quieter in the venue and you could hear the needle drop.

"hehe……"

Yang Lian Zhenjia sneered, "So what if he comes? After all, he is just an innate master. With so many masters here, why are we afraid of him?"

Luzhangke stroked his beard and said with a cold smile, "What Du Tong said is reasonable. Neither I nor my junior brother may be the opponent of the 'Southern Emperor', but if the two of us join forces...even if they are five unique ones, I will

Confidence takes it down!”

"Senior brother is right. The two of us work together. Even if he is the master, he is definitely no match for the two of me."
Chapter completed!