Chapter seven hundred and forty first Buddha moving
Leiyin Sect, as the head of the three major Buddhist sects, must be extremely angry when someone pulls out the tiger's beard, so the disciples sent to investigate must not be ordinary people.
In this way, the credibility of Yan Jing's words is extremely high, and there is a high probability that the mortal towns within the Pure Land Sect's sphere of influence have also suffered heavy losses.
However, it was precisely this that made Luo Hong believe that there was something wrong with the Pure Land Sect.
Good guy, my home has been stolen, and I still have time to target a late Yuanying monk who is far away in Guangnan Mansion.
Either he has a good idea, or he is simply the mastermind.
And no matter which one it is, the Pure Land Sect must be involved in this matter!
However, Luo Hong couldn't let Yan Jing know this inference. Whether the other party believed him or not was secondary. The main reason was that he didn't want Wan Jianmen to be pushed to the forefront.
Once a top-notch cave paradise like Wentian Cave Mansion is exposed, Wanjianmen will definitely not be able to defend it with its current strength.
Ancestor Wanjian can be famous, but Wanjian Sect still has to survive!
Thinking like this, Luo Hong suddenly opened his right palm, and after a flash of spiritual light, the ancient magic-subduing pestle he had obtained from Taiping Water Mansion appeared in his palm.
"Donor Luo, what are you..."
Yan Jing seemed to have a guess and looked at Luo Hong doubtfully.
"Master, don't be so nervous. Luo came to Xilingzhou this time to do two things.
First, the master already knew it, so he took his disciples to practice it.
It is shameful to say that Luo was entrusted to establish Wanjianmen. Since he agreed at the time, he naturally had to fulfill it.
But Luo has other important matters, and he will leave Dajin in a while, and he doesn't know when he will be able to come back.
The newly established sect is really difficult to withstand the wind and rain, and Luo doesn't want to come back one day and see only ruins.
So the second thing is to ask the master to take care of Wanjianmen after Luo Mou leaves, and this treasure will be regarded as the reward Luo Mou paid to the master in advance."
Luo Hong handed the demon pestle to Yan Jing's body.
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Compared with ordinary people, the officials of the Jin Dynasty knew more about immortal cultivators, so when they saw the head of the lion dragon beast, they immediately enthusiastically arranged Qi Shanshan and others in the Yingxian Pavilion.
Although the cultivation of Qi Shanshan and the other two people are the best among their peers, their character is still that of a young person and their spirit has not been lost.
They didn't say it, but they were actually very dissatisfied with the behavior of the town officials who succumbed to evil cultivators and sacrificed boys and girls.
On the way back to the town, they thought about teaching these officials a lesson, but after they found out the truth, they gave up the idea.
It turns out that the officials in the town had worked hard, but the result was that the officials and a group of elite officials became food for the lions and dragons.
For immortal cultivators and monsters, mortals are too powerless.
The big-eared evil cultivator wanted to plunge the townspeople into despair and then step forward to be the savior. Naturally, he had to deal with all the hard bones first.
No one among the remaining townspeople dared to take the lead, so they had no choice but to let it go.
On the surface, the sacrifice of boys and girls was only done by the government officials, but in fact it was tacitly approved by all the townspeople.
To be precise, it was the acquiescence of the vast majority of the townspeople who were not drawn.
It is difficult to say whether there is a right or wrong way to survive in despair, so the three of them stopped thinking about it and healed themselves after staying in Yingxian Pavilion.
In the early morning of the next day, the three of them came to the first floor to have breakfast with unhappy expressions. They saw Luo Hong and Uncle Ying, who had not been seen all night, sitting in the hall.
"Uncle Luo, it was because of you that the two great monks let us go last night, right? I would like to thank you here, junior!"
Qi Shanshan didn't understand it at first, but after a night of meditation, she couldn't help but make some guesses.
"Thank you, Master Luo!"
Hou Jin and Qin Li were also smart people, so they immediately followed suit.
"One of Luo's missions when he came to Xiling Prefecture this time was to convey a message to the ancestors of our sect.
A senior Nascent Soul from the Leiyin Sect has some friendship with the ancestor of our sect. Luo paid a visit to him last night, and the senior also happily concluded an alliance with our sect.
Therefore, you three do not need to thank Luo, just remember the kindness of our ancestors."
Luo Hong brainwashed Wanjianmen's future mainstay without changing his expression.
"The kindness of our ancestors must be remembered, but the love of our master and uncle must not be forgotten."
Qi Shanshan said more respectfully than before. After all, those who can be related to the ancestor of Nascent Soul are definitely not ordinary foundation-building monks.
"Okay, there's no need to say nice things. Xi Lingzhou is not peaceful now. After you refine this elixir, return to Wanjianmen immediately and don't stay outside.
In addition, you performed well in this experience. After building the foundation, you will go to the leader yourself. The ancestor has prepared some rewards for you.
Hey, Luo is a little jealous of such a favor, I wonder if you are willing to die for our sect in the future?"
Luo Hong looked at the three of them with a half-smile.
This time there was no need for Qi Shanshan to take the lead. The three of them said in unison:
"Thank you for your grace, ancestor, and I am willing to die for our sect!"
"Haha, take it and remember what you said today."
After leaving a bottle of elixir behind, the figures of Luo Hong and Ying Ming disappeared into the lobby, with only the voices still echoing in the ears of the three of them.
High in the sky, Luo Hong was flying side by side with Ying Ming.
Looking at the direction, the two of them were obviously heading towards the territory of the Pure Land Sect.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, won't their consciences hurt if you deceive them like this?"
Ying Ming looked at Luo Hong with a strange expression.
"Haha, what's so painful about this? What Luo gave them was enough to make them willing to sacrifice their lives.
Fellow Daoist Ying Ming, now is no different than in ancient times. Resources for cultivating immortals are extremely scarce. If the benefits Luo left behind were known to outsiders, it might even cause a bloody storm!
Therefore, Luo is not squeezing them, but giving them a chance!"
Luo Hong chuckled lightly and didn't think there was anything wrong with tricking others into working for him.
Even if Qi Shanshan and the others knew the whole story of what happened in the future, they would not be dissatisfied at all, because Luo Hong gave too much.
According to the sword techniques of these three people, Luo Hong left three treasure boxes respectively.
Starting from the early stage of foundation building, as long as their cultivation level breaks through a level, they can get a reward, and this reward is definitely what they need or are most suitable for at that time.
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Just as Luo Hong rushed to the west of Xiling Prefecture, Yan Jing, who had been chatting with him for a long night, quickly returned to Leiyin Sect's sect headquarters - Leiyin Mountains through Leiyin Sect's own transmission network.
And he kept asking for an interview with the great elder.
"My Buddha is merciful, Junior Brother Yanjing, but the matter on the border has been resolved?"
An old monk with white eyebrows came out and asked about the evil cultivator's troubles.
"Great Elder, the matter of evil cultivators is still under investigation. Junior Brother has other important matters when he comes back this time. He must go to see the Living Buddha immediately!"
Yan Jing's tone was quite exciting, and he wished he could get past the great elder and ring the big thunder bell immediately.
"I, the Buddha, are merciful. Junior brother, you are in trouble."
The calm words came from the mouth of the white-browed monk. After passing through Yanjing, his expression immediately relaxed and his mood calmed down.
"That's good. What the Great Elder taught us is that this matter really cannot be rushed."
Yan Jing was stunned for a moment, then he breathed a long sigh of relief, bowed with his hands clasped together and said.
"My Buddha is merciful, and my junior brother is knowledgeable.
So, what is it that makes Junior Brother so anxious to meet the Living Buddha?"
The white-browed monk nodded slightly and said.
"That Buddhist disciple from Tiannan is here."
The corners of Yan Jing's mouth were slightly raised, but his eyes were burning.