Changzhou, in the corner of a restaurant.

Jiang Que looked at the man with a bitter look and was troubled because he was dissatisfied with him. He said angrily: "He deserves it!"

If this man hadn't been entangled, how could the restaurant owner make things difficult?

"Brother Jiang, you have killed so many people, and these merchants even admire you. It's really..."

Huang Rong didn't know what words to use to describe Jiang Que, but he killed thousands of people and became loyal. If someone else came here, he would probably have become a famous devil.

"What a traitor!" Jiang Que shook his head and smiled without much thought: "The people in the world have been spread like this. This time I will destroy ten thieves, a total of two or three thousand people. They will definitely be called evil people by them, but it doesn't matter. I just need to have a clear conscience in my work. If they dare to provoke me, I will kill them."

What he asked for was to have a clear conscience and be self-righteous, so he would not care about other people's thoughts. His acquired perfect cultivation was his greatest confidence.

"Brother Jiang, you are not an evil demon. In my opinion, you are the most perfect person in the world." Huang Rong smiled happily.

"Yeah?"

Even though he knew that he was not a perfect person, he would be angry and upset, but he still said with a shameless face: "That's good, Rong'er, you won't dislike me in the future, hahaha!"

In the end, Huang Rong was very shy. Fortunately, no one saw her in the corner of the restaurant, otherwise it would have caused another panic.

Xiangyang, Yuelai Inn.

A group of people with dirt and dirty bodies suddenly appeared, and one of them said with a gloomy face: "There are more than a hundred people in the Middle Earth, but in just over a month, there were only three or five of us left."

This trip was a bit miserable.

"Dharma King, do you have any questions?"

At the table, an old monk was silent for a long time before asking: "This trip suffered heavy losses. How should I explain to the living Buddha? Alas!"

It's a tangled thing!

The Vajra Dharma King also shook his head and became upset, "The relics were not seen, but they were still flirting with sex. If you hadn't arrived at a critical moment, I wouldn't have been able to get out. I'm already confused. You can explain to the Living Buddha!"

"Dharma King, you..."

Several monks who survived by chance frowned. At this critical moment, the Dharma King didn't care about how they could make a decision. If they were to be a living Buddhist, wouldn't they have to suffer a loss to grandma's house?

The Vajra Dharma King swallowed a few bites of food before he casually said: "Live Buddha tells you and me, and I can't hide it from the living Buddha. If he wants to know, he can know it, but fortunately he just lost some people. If he contacts the territory of the Jin people, he will be afraid that he will suffer from their weapons!"

It would be better if Tantric Buddhism is located on the edge of Hidden.

The old monk next to him twitched his lips and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Dharma King, what I have lost this time is the elite of my Tantric Buddhism. I'm afraid I will be punished by the living Buddha when I go back."

Everyone is afraid of bearing the consequences. Now the Dharma King is the greatest, so they want the Vajra Dharma King to take responsibility. Only when everyone shares the responsibility can they survive, otherwise no one can bear the anger of the living Buddha.

The Vajra Dharma King had nodded and sighed: "Well, this happened because of me. I originally wanted to seize the relics of the Buddha to promote my reputation as a Tantric Buddhism. Now it seems that the battle in Dadu a month ago completely wiped out the prestige of Tantric Buddhism."

He didn't know how many other sects were left in the world, but there were only nine people who survived that night when they visited the royal palace, and they were all seriously injured. However, the Jin people also lost countless Jin soldiers and had not counted them.

"Elders, most of them are done, and the whereabouts of the relics are unknown. The martial arts sects and Jin people in the world have suffered heavy losses. Let's give up!" Now the Vajra Dharma King no longer wants to find any relics. As long as he has the resources to practice, he has enough confidence to break through the innate world.

The remaining four old monks were slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, the Vajra Dharma King gave up like this, and I couldn't help but feel a pity, "Dharma King, why don't we look carefully in the Middle Earth again, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, King Kong interrupted him and glanced coldly, "If you still care about the relics, you can go and search for them by yourself. Of course, I will not interfere at all!"

Is the relics important or themselves important?

Since most people escaped the gap by chance, Vajra has been secretly asking himself: If there is no relics, can you break into the innate world by sacrificing your body and seeking the Tao?

The answer he gave himself was: Yes!

If you are caring about the dragon and elephant Prajna technique unique to Tantric Buddhism, you can understand the innate realm. Just need the water grinding technique and then seek an opportunity to realize the truth, you can break into the innate realm and become a peerless one.

Thinking of this, Vajra glanced coldly at the old monks at the table and said quietly: "The trip to Middle Earth is over. You can decide whether to return to Tantric Buddhism or continue to stay in Middle Earth. I will not accompany you if I have something to do. I will give you a message to the living Buddha clearly!"

After saying that, he planned to say goodbye to the remaining four old monks and leave alone, which is also a kind of practice.

"Dharma King, I don't know where you are going?"

An old monk asked curiously that if he could be with Vajra, he might have a strange fate, such as the Dharma King looking for relics behind his back.

But King Kong didn't think so much, just said casually: "I'll go where I go!"

Forehead!

Those old monks almost got angry after hearing this. What did they mean by going? It was obvious that they didn't want to say it directly.

After eating and drinking, Vajra slowly stood up, "You have acquired perfect cultivation. No one needs to worry about safety. I will go there, so I should do it myself!"

When the old monks came to their senses, Vajra had already left, and only a black shadow was left in their eyes, making the group of old monks who wanted relics ponder.

Suddenly, an old monk shouted with a dark face: "No, he hasn't paid yet, we have no money either, this..."

Another old monk also glared and said, "I was actually cheated by the Dharma King when I was about to part ways!"

Vajra was not blind and aimless, but had already thought about the way. "Previously, Temujin Khan sent someone to invite me to serve as the Mongolian national teacher on the grassland, and it happened to set off from Xiangyang, so it would be okay to go to the grassland to take a look."

Regardless of whether he wants to be a Mongolian master or not, he will travel through it first.

Vajra is the Dharma King of Tantric Buddhism, second only to the living Buddha. After hearing about his ego, his mind and nature changed drastically. He wanted to come to the grassland to take a look. Temujin was naturally happy when he saw the information, "If the Tantric Buddhism can be pulled onto the chariot on the grassland, it will not be difficult to borrow Tubo and join forces to destroy the Song Dynasty!

As for the remnant Liao Dynasty, the country has been destroyed and the people have been destroyed, so what's the point?

And the Jin people, now poor and weak, cannot stop the attack of our Mongolian cavalry, and they will be completely destroyed in a few years!"

The great priest walked in and bowed to Temujin, saying respectfully: "Congratulations to the great Khan, we will add new help. After the national master returns to his position, we can destroy the gold first and then go south to the hinterland of the Central Earth!"

Temujin nodded and laughed: "It's time to rise to the grassland."

He even saw the Jin people being beaten back to the bitter and cold Liaodong wild boar forest, living a semi-primitive life like Wanyan Aguda, and it seemed as if he saw the scene of leading troops south to plunder the Song Dynasty and picking up Yangzhi.

The confusion in his eyes flashed, and Temushi murmured for a long time: "Graving south to herd horses will become a reality!"
Chapter completed!