Who is Zhang Ganlin?

As a great warlord, who is in charge of the real king, who doesn’t know Zhang Ganlin’s name in the northern three provinces?

In Fengtian and earth realm, Zhang Ganlin is a god!

Supreme God!

Who doesn’t know that Zhang Ganlin is going to marry his concubine? Zhang Ganlin always comes to support Yun Xiaoxiao?

When the other party came to this building, he dared to accompany him with a smile, but he just didn't give him face to Zhang Ganlin, but he was slapped him in the face.

Seeing that Zhang Ganlin was about to rush forward, Wuren, who was beside him, hurriedly took action and grabbed Zhang Ganlin's wrist, his voice full of solemnity.

"Master? How tall are you? I have fifty spears around me, and he can still be invulnerable to swords and guns?" Zhang Ganlin smiled coldly, his voice full of coldness.

Although he shouted, his movements stopped and he said to the guard beside him: "Go, please come down with that little white face."

Eight guards ran upstairs, kicked open the box, stepped forward to capture Su Donglai, and then pushed downstairs.

"Boy, you dare to let me go to Fengtian and Zhang Ganlin's tiger beard. You are so brave." Zhang Ganlin held a crutch made of pure steel in his hand, looking at Su Donglai with his eyes, and a condescending scrutiny appeared in his eyes.

"I am worthy of being a rank-in official in charge of the three northern provinces. The magnetic field around me is so strong that I can't break it without 30,000 thoughts." Su Donglai stood upstairs and looked at Zhang Ganlin who was talking to himself, with a touch of solemnity in his eyes.

Even if Zhang Ganlin is like this, what about the other major warlords?

Moreover, it only breaks the magnetic field and is completely confused, I don’t know how much mental power it will take.

To deal with such people, you can only wait until the sun sets and there is no more momentum to help them, and then you can easily fall under the knife.

Unfortunately, he met Su Donglai!

Since Su Dongzhi learned that the Buddha's fate could suppress demonic thoughts, he no longer had any scruples and completely took off.

Forty-eight thousand thoughts were mobilized in an instant, and then they kept radiating towards the entire brothel.

The soldiers, guests, and sisters in the brothel were all trapped in an illusion and looked at the stool in front of Zhang Ganlin.

Only Wuren, who was beside Zhang Ganlin, had some tricks. Although he was trapped by Su Donglai's illusion, he still did not sink and his mind was still awake.

Su Donglai's thoughts were moved and the magnetic field that tied Wuren was dissipating. However, Wuren suddenly gasped and looked at Su Donglai in horror. He quickly turned his hands out and bowed respectfully: "Miaoshan Qi training master Wuren has seen this fellow Taoist. But he doesn't know who the friend is? Practicing in that famous mountain and river? Today, Marshal Zhang offended many times. In the future, he will definitely persuade the Marshal and go to express his gratitude in person."

Wuren's eyes were full of horror. He had never met such a master in his life.

"Eight thousand thoughts are also a master. However, his Taoism is relatively high, and he can actually keep his heart and not be disturbed by external demons. He is also a Taoist cultivation." Su Donglai secretly praised in his heart, and then bowed:

"The Qi training man in Zhongnan Mountain is Jingming, and he has met fellow Taoists."

"Fellow Taoist, Mr. Zhang is concerned about the safety of tens of millions of people in the northern provinces. Please give me a generous gift. In the future, I will definitely come to my house to thank me. If you have anything to do in the northern provinces in the future, even if you say hello, I will never dare to refuse at all. Marshal Zhang will definitely offer sacrifices to fellow Taoists in the future." Wuren said hurriedly.

If it were among thousands of troops, Wuren would certainly not be afraid that Su Dong would harm Zhang Ganlin, but who knew that Zhang Ganlin would meet such an incredible master in Fengtian.

The fifty soldiers were all veterans on the battlefield, but at this time they were all confused by illusions.

"I just came to see Marshal Zhang. Don't worry, I have no grudges with Marshal Zhang, how could I harm him?" Su Donglai comforted Wuren and then looked at Zhang Dongliang: "What do fellow Taoist think of Zhang Dongliang?"

"A tiger father and dog son, I'm afraid that no one can subdue the leader of General Zhang's command in the future after a hundred years." Wuren sighed faintly.

Su Dong looked at Zhang Dongliang who was trapped in an illusion next to him. The origin of the demon controlled the transformation of the qi around him.

"The personality is too gentle and cowardly, and it cannot be subdued by the old **s under the command of Marshal Zhang. In the future, the three northern provinces have no future. Unless... Marshal Zhang passes his position to the warlords under his command. But in this era, they are all passing on their father's business, so where is the reason for passing on to outsiders? The three northern provinces are Zhang Ganlin's family business." Su Donglai thought for a moment, then looked at Zhang Ganlin, whose face changed constantly and was arrogant.

At this time, Zhang Ganlin was pointing at the stool in front of him with the pure steel crutch in his hand, and poking back and forth:

"Boy, you can be considered a man in the northern three provinces. Master, I will teach you a lesson this time and spare your life."

After saying that, he shouted: "Put this kid in a sack and let it go."

Looking at Zhang Ganlin who was talking to himself in the air, Su Donglai shook his head and smiled at Wuren: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. In the future, Taoist priests will come to Chang'an to tell you if they have time."

After saying that, Su Donglai turned around and left.

My father-in-law is indeed a character, but unfortunately my brother-in-law seems to be a little worse.

"Go to Chang'an and meet Marshal Jiang." Su Donglai walked out of the brothel, and the figures flashed and disappeared.

The Guanyin relics in his body emitted a gentle aura, and the demonic thoughts rolling in Su Donglai's mind were suppressed by the Guanyin relics.

Suddenly, Su Donglai paused in the crowd, and then quickly took out the Guanyin relics in his arms, and couldn't help but be stunned.

One of the Guanyin relics has turned into powder.

"A thousand years have passed, and the divine power of Guanyin relics is constantly dissipating. I continue to mobilize such a huge source of demons, and the consumption of Guanyin relics is also increasing." Su Dong looked at the remaining Guanyin relics, stuffed them carefully into his arms, and continued to walk on the street.

"Although I have the holy position of a Buddhist saint, only in the Great Wilderness world can the holy position be effective and sealed. If I run to the Great Wilderness every time I use up my devil's thoughts, it is too troublesome. And I can't enter the Great Wilderness quickly and in time every time, so this Guanyin relics is particularly important." Su Donglai's eyes showed a hint of thought.

Inside the brothel

As Su Dong came and left, the illusion disappeared, and Zhang Ganlin and others all woke up from the illusion.

At this moment, Zhang Ganlin's face turned green when he looked at the stool in front of him.

"Master, you don't have to be angry. Although that man is young, he is a top master in the world. Even if he is not inferior to the old people in the Da Nei Deep Palace, it is not embarrassing that you fell into his hands without any defense." Wuren next to him quickly whispered.

"This person is very powerful?" Zhang Ganlin took a deep breath, a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes, and the anger in his heart was gradually suppressed.

"It's not just the word "awesome"?" Wuren whispered: "This kind of person can go to the battlefield! And he is the kind of person who is in a small-scale battlefield."

Zhang Ganlin was stunned when he heard this, and then said loudly: "Gao Peng!"

"I'm here!" A sergeant walked quickly.

"Come on, please come over and say that I, Zhang Ganlin, set up a banquet to celebrate him." Zhang Ganlin ordered.

"What are you celebrating?" Wu Ren next to him was a little confused.

"Celebrating his marriage to Yun Xiaoxiao everyone." Zhang Ganlin said, then pulled up his neck and shouted: "Madam, I want to redeem Yun Xiaoxiao for him."

"Who is afraid that you are not someone who is addicted to alcohol and sex. He may be here today just to meet the commander." Wuren reminded me happily next to him.

"If he doesn't want this beauty, I, Lao Zhang, will take it away. It's also a good idea to avoid going home and talking about me." Zhang Ganlin laughed.

Long County

Wang Jingwei's Mansion

At this time, Wang Jingwei looked at the account book in his hand, and a trace of thought appeared in his eyes.

"Master, what should we do with those Shaolin monks?" The master next to him whispered: "These monks are all big troubles."

If you can't kill, you can only provide for your life and you are afraid of accidents. If you have any good or bad luck, you will not be able to work hard in the future.

"Damn it, Shaolin Temple is worthy of being Shaolin Temple. Who would have thought that the six old monks were so fierce?" Wang Jingwei fell off the account book in anger:

"What's the use of talking about these now? We have snatched gold and silver, eaten food, and sold scriptures. It's useless to want to repent. The only thing we can do now is to drag Shaolin into the water."

He came back from abroad. He was brainwashed in the West over the years and did not care too much about the so-called Qi training men in the Middle Earth. However, as the six old monks headed south, there were continuous records, and he finally realized the trouble.

"These monks are all treasures, and they are all here for me." Wang Jingwei said: "If they can be brought under their command and become my guard, wouldn't they have to worry about safety again in the future? Even if they form assassination teams in the future and sniping political enemies will be of great use."

"I need to think of a way to keep those monks." Wang Jingwei frowned.

"Monks are also humans." said the master next to him.

"What do you mean?" Wang Jingwei said in surprise.

"Not everyone can have the concentration and cultivation of the six old monks, letting the monk out, serving the wine and beauties, and entangled with the beauty, I don't believe these monks can sit still." The master smiled coldly:

"Monks are also human beings. As long as they try the benefits of the world, they will be difficult to return to the mountains to live the deserted life."

"You go and do it! If you can succeed, you will be a great achievement!" Wang Jingwei suddenly felt energetic.

Time passed by little by little. When Monk Wuwu came to Long County with his relics, the monks who were imprisoned in Shaolin Temple had already fallen by 90%.

Inside the Long County Militia Regiment

At this time, tens of thousands of troops were practicing, and guns and cannons kept ringing.

Monk Wuwu and Monk Wuliang took the dug out relics and came all the way to the Long County camp. Looking at the tens of thousands of troops practicing, a hint of resentment appeared in their eyes.

"That's all the money and food from my Shaolin Temple! Those guns and cannons were bought by me in Shaolin Temple." Monk Wuliang cursed:

"At that time, we must ask him to spit it all out for me. If we lose one tael of silver, a volume of scriptures, and a grain of food, we must pick his head."

"Junior brother, the times have passed, and it is no longer our era." Monk Wuwu sighed quietly: "Don't be impatient, money is something outside of your body. If my Shaolin disciple can come back safely, it will be a blessing in disgrace. As for the lost scriptures, go to another temple to collect some."
Chapter completed!