Seeing that Zhang Fan's expression did not change, Jian Shan continued: "If you don't believe it, you can ask the people in the temple. They all know about our previous grudges at Huali Temple."
Hearing what Jian Shan said, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "I don't believe it."
After saying this, Zhang Fan continued: "I have to report this situation to the senior officials of the sect and see what the senior officials say."
"Okay, we will contact you again after we get the reply from above."
Jian Shan said, "I still want to practice, so I won't stay any longer."
"Farewell."
Zhang Fan said something, turned around and left the meditation room.
Zhang Fan walked through the worship hall and came to the front yard of the temple. The fifth senior brother was wandering at the door of his meditation room and chanting sutras. In fact, he was waiting for Zhang Fan's arrival.
Seeing Zhang Fan, the fifth senior brother hurriedly came up to him, "Little sir, how are you doing?"
"Basically the talks have been completed, but some details have not yet been implemented."
Zhang Fan casually prevaricated, and what Zhang Fan said was basically true.
"well!"
The fifth senior brother laughed again and again, feeling that Fei Huang Teng was getting closer to him.
"Eh?
I heard that your temple has had a long-standing feud with Huali Temple?"
Zhang Fan asked casually.
"Yes, a hundred years ago, their temple couldn't compete with us, and they deliberately committed evil and framed us. My Grand Master went to them to argue with them, and finally they took action. Three of their people died, and three of our people also died.
, including my great master.
Later, they repeatedly made trouble for us. When my master Jianshan was still alive, my master Jianshan blocked them back. After my master passed away, my master blocked them back."
The fifth senior brother replied.
What the fifth senior brother said was similar to what Jian Shan and Zhang Fan said. The only difference was that in the fifth senior brother's perception, Jian Shan was already dead.
"You shouldn't have seen the process of them blocking Huali Temple back, right?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"That's not true..." the fifth senior brother replied.
Zhang Fan nodded. If it was true that Jian Shan and the fifth senior brother were on the same page, and the fifth senior brother had seen the process of this incident, it would be impossible for the fifth senior brother to think that Jian Shan had passed away.
Although the two people have the same caliber, Zhang Fan still doesn't believe it because it is too easy to have the same caliber. There is a big doubt in this. Huali Temple keeps saying that it wants to destroy Daqing Temple for the sake of the people in their temple.
Revenge, but under the absolute advantage, Daqing Temple has been allowed to survive to this day.
While the two of them were talking, Zhang Fan arrived outside the temple.
"You get busy, I'll go back first."
Zhang Fan turned around and said to the fifth senior brother.
The fifth senior brother exchanged pleasantries and sent Zhang Fan to a taxi.
Not long after Zhang Fan got in the car, his cell phone rang. It was Feng Yong. Zhang Fan asked the driver to park the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and answered the phone.
Some taxi drivers have no bottom line. If someone gives them money, they will betray their passengers without hesitation. Zhang Fan has to guard against this.
"Mr. Zhang, have you seen those two strong men?"
Feng Yong asked.
"Saw one of them."
Zhang Fan replied, and then told Feng Yong the process of the meeting.
"Mr. Zhang, have you thought of a way to deal with it?
Do you really want to ask the powerful people behind you to help them destroy Huali Temple?"
Feng Yong asked. In Feng Yong's opinion, Zhang Fan is probably the top young talent of a large sect.
"Where is there any strong person from the third realm behind me?
You think too much."
Zhang Fan replied.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Hearing what Zhang Fan said, Feng Yong quickly apologized. Regardless of whether there was a third-level warrior behind Zhang Fan, in fact, he should not have asked like before. His hundred roots of Asparagus Grass were just Zhang Fan's reward.
It does not involve the forces behind Zhang Fan.
"Don't worry, I'll go to Huali Temple to see if I can gain anything."
Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, then be careful."
Feng Yongdao.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan took another taxi and set off to Huali Temple. Before, Zhang Fan did everything little by little and step by step.
After repeated verifications, Zhang Fan found that handling things in this way was the safest and most effective way. As the saying goes, sharpening the knife will keep chopping firewood, so Zhang Fan was not in a hurry at this time.
In about forty minutes, the car drove to Huali Temple. The area of Huali Temple is about twice that of Daqing Temple. It has twice as many tourists as Daqing Temple, and its prosperity is far greater than that of Daqing Temple.
Zhang Fan also took off the spiritual stones he wore to conceal his strength and entered the temple directly.
A large number of people gathered at the entrance of the main hall. Zhang Fan walked towards the crowd. Zhang Fan passed through the crowd and saw an old monk with a white beard sitting slightly outside the threshold of the main hall. The old monk wore a
Kasaya, a presiding dress, the old monk's two aspects of strength are in the third section of the third realm.
After feeling Zhang Fan's aura, the old monk also turned his attention to Zhang Fan. Seeing such a young Zhang Fan, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the people present.
Many people gave lectures on the scriptures, and all of them were in Chinese.
"Brother, who is this master?"
Zhang Fan glanced at a young man next to him who was similar to him and asked.
"You don't even know this. This is the abbot of Huali Temple, Master Ruokong. This man's Buddhist teachings are very profound."
The young man had a look of admiration on his face. After he finished speaking, he continued to listen carefully to Master Ruokong's sermons, taking notes while listening, for fear of missing any important parts.
Zhang Fan took advantage of this technique to take a look at Master Ruokong's face. Master Ruokong had a kind face and had done many good deeds. He could be said to be a person with profound blessings, and he did not carry half a human life on his body.
He has never received any ill-gotten gains, and his appearance is completely different from that of the abbot of Daqing Temple.
Zhang Fan had no interest in Buddhism. After leaving the crowd, he wandered around the temple. During this period, Zhang Fan met many monks.
Judging from the faces of these monks, these monks have not taken ill-gotten gains, nor have they carried any human lives with them.
The faces of the monks Zhang Fan met at Daqing Temple were not like this. Almost all of them were like the fifth senior brother. Although they did not bear any human lives, they all took ill-gotten wealth. There was one exception, which was Zhang Fan who had just entered Daqing.
The dark-skinned little monk I saw in the temple.
When the two temples were compared, it was clear who was good and who was evil. Zhang Fan was even more unconvinced by the fact that Jian Shan and Fifth Senior Brother were all on the same page.
About an hour and a half later, Master Ruokong, the abbot of Huali Temple, finished his lecture on the sutra and the Dharma, and Zhang Fan quickly followed.