Chapter five hundred and ninety-two: Duke Changming, I heard that you haven't given up the throne?
puff!
A lotus flower shimmering with golden light bloomed in the air, and then a foot wearing monk shoes gently fell down, touched the center of the lotus flower, and then bounced up lightly.
Whoosh!
Monk Zhiyue's body swayed, and he directly crossed the river in front of him. When his toes landed, the golden lotus bloomed. In a flash, his body once again flew across more than a hundred meters, as if teleporting.
Behind Monk Zhiyue, a Taoist priest dressed in white rode a sapphire cheetah, far behind him, still shouting words that Monk Zhiyue could not understand at all.
"Wave after wave! Wave after wave! Sunny day... In the middle of the night, the scenery is beautiful, the red flowers are green grass, you run forward happily, you are not old when you walk through the green mountains... The wiser the monk
, why are you running so fast? Why don't you stay and chat with Pindao?"
A hint of gloom flashed in Monk Zhiyue's eyes!
He had no idea that the little Taoist priest Li Jiancheng asked them to deal with, Qingwei, would be so difficult to deal with. Not only was the Three Thousand Thoughts completely ineffective on him, but his swordsmanship was already close to reaching its peak at a young age, even if he was not moving.
When it comes to using magic weapons, they are slightly inferior to each other.
No wonder Qingxiazi eagerly announced to the world last year that this little Taoist priest was the next generation Dharma Master of his Alchemy Sect.
only……
Monk Zhiyue turned his head and glanced vaguely at the little Taoist priest behind him who was riding a strange magic weapon.
This little Taoist priest probably never dreamed that Prince Li Jiancheng would let himself set a trap for him, and what he never expected even more was that the trap was not far from here.
Next, as long as he leads him into this trap, he can escape calmly, rush to join Junior Brother Zhiwei, take Yu Wenying away from King Qin's siege, and send him to Qingzhou.
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Monk Zhiyue put his hands together and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice.
what a pity!
If time hadn't allowed it now, he would have stayed and cooperated to completely kill the rising star of the Taoist sect in that trap. But for the future of the Fahua Sect, and in order to meticulously complete the plan made by the great monk, he
We can only let this little Taoist go for the time being and give priority to solving the problem of becoming a prince.
Peng!
Monk Zhiyue stepped under his feet again, and a golden lotus bloomed. His body drew a curve and fell directly into a dark stone cave in front of him.
This cave extends all the way down, and there are many forks, but Monk Zhiyue seems to be very familiar with the terrain here. He did not hesitate on the way, turned left and right, rushed forward, and rushed directly into the heart of the mountain.
Whoosh!
Behind him, Kong Qing rode a sapphire cheetah and rushed over like a gust of wind.
"Mr. Changming..."
After rushing into an open space that looked like a basketball court in the middle of the mountain, Monk Zhiyue immediately shouted loudly.
"I have already brought Qingwei, a Taoist priest from the Taishi Bureau who hurt your son Song Xiancheng, to you. If you don't take action, how long will it take?"
Before he finished speaking, the entire mountain shook, and four huge pillars of fire rose from the four corners of the cave, illuminating the entire cave as bright as day.
Then a group of strange monsters poured out from the back of the cave like a tide, surrounding Monk Zhiyue and Kong Qing. Although they all looked strange in appearance, they all had one thing in common.
…
A small flame burned between their brows!
After these monsters appeared, they saw a huge fireball shot out from the back of the cave, landed in the center of the mountain, and exploded with a loud bang, revealing a man and woman in red.
The man has a curly beard and hair that looks like a flame, a strong figure, and wears a fiery red robe. The woman, on the other hand, has a delicate appearance and wears a red dress.
"Mr. Changming!"
After seeing the man appear, Monk Zhiyue put his hands together and bowed slightly to the man.
"I have already brought it to you. Now it is your business, Mr. Changming. I will take the first step!"
"Um!"
After hearing what Monk Zhiyue said, the man hummed casually, and then waved his hand towards Monk Zhiyue, as if to indicate that he could leave.
"I say goodbye!"
Monk Zhiyue agreed, then turned around and planned to leave.
But he had just taken a step when he saw Kong Qing's sword pointing in the air. The Gu Chen sword in the air had turned into a streak of white light and chopped down mercilessly.
"Monk Zhi Yue, since you worked so hard to attract Pindao, why did you leave in such a hurry?"
"fight!"
Monk Zhiyue pinched the Nine-Character True Secret, his fingertips flashed with golden light, and he raised his hand to block the sword light with an unhappy look on his face.
"Tan Yue, you are already unable to cope with Duke Chang Ming alone. Are you sure you want to keep me here to help Duke Ming?"
"so what?"
Kong Qing sat diagonally on the sapphire cheetah, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a calm expression on his face.
"Since Pindao promised His Highness King Qin to keep you for one night, he will naturally keep you for one night!"
"snort!"
Monk Zhiyue snorted heavily, and then he turned to look at Song Wuji, the Duke of Changming next to him.
"Mr. Changming, since this little Taoist priest wants to seek death, I can only help you to eradicate this arrogant little Taoist priest!"
Changming Gong Song Wuji did not answer Monk Zhiyue's words, but raised his head, stared at Kong Qing with a pair of red eyes, and asked in a rough voice.
"Are you, little guy, Qingwei from the Taishi Bureau? I'm going to ask you, are you the one who killed my son Song Xiancheng?"
"Yes, a poor person is a humble person,"
Although he was surrounded by these monsters, Kong Qing didn't show any panic at all. He nodded with a smile and admitted his identity.
"From what you said, could it be that you are the unlucky ghost-fire god Changming Gong Song Wuji who crossed the river and burned the bridge after being used by Buddhism?"
boom!
As soon as Kong Qing finished speaking, he saw that the knotted red hair on Song Wuji's head turned into real flames and burned blazingly.
"You junior!"
Fire Spirit Song Wuji raised his hand and pointed his halberd at Kong Qing, his voice rising several decibels.
"How dare you make such nonsense..."
"What, is Pindao wrong?"
Kong Qing continued with a smile.
"Don't tell me, Mr. Changming, that you were raped by Buddhism before... Well, Mr. Changming, you don't understand the meaning of this sentence, so I'll change it to something you can understand... No
This is a deal! Yes, that’s the word. Buddhism first asked Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty to allow them to build a temple to preach and receive incense on the condition of solving the Chang’an fire. Then, on the condition of receiving incense, they asked Mr. Chang Ming to solve the Chang’an fire..."
Kong Qing spread his hands and smiled jokingly!
"Nothing has come out of Buddhism inside and outside, and a missionary power and several temples have been lost. And you, Chang Minggong, not only have to restrain the fire spirits and arson spirits away from Chang'an, but you also have to help Chang'an put out fires from time to time.
In the end, I didn't even get a hundred years of incense, but I was kicked away by Buddhism and made room for a thing called Shutiga..."
"Qingwei Tanyue, please be careful what you say!"
After hearing what Kong Qing said, Monk Zhiyue immediately spoke out in protest.
"The fate between Duke Changming and my Buddhist sect is not something you can slander casually..."
"Fate? Haha..."
Kong Qing sneered.
"Isn't the fate between you just like that of a chamber pot? Throw it away after you have finished using it? And..."
As he said that, Kong Qing looked at Monk Zhiyue and then at Song Wuji with strange eyes.
"After being beaten so hard, you Song Wuji actually got entangled with these bald men again!
Could it be that you, Song Wuji, have been a dog for Buddhism for more than a hundred years... No! After being influenced by Buddhism for more than a hundred years, you have risen to the point of being open-minded. If someone slaps you on the left cheek, you will also give the right cheek to him.
Have they reached a high level?
It's not the poor Taoist who stirs up trouble, Song Wuji. If the poor Taoist was manipulated by Buddhism like this, I would definitely burn every one of these bald men to death. How could I still collude with them..."
"..."
Just when Kong Qing was talking, an identical Kong Qing was standing in the cave where Monk Zhiyue and he rushed in. He put his hands on the rock wall and silently activated the system he had obtained from Taiyi God.
The earth's affinity.
Silently, the rock walls in the cave began to stretch, and then slowly merged with each other, finally completely blocking the cave they rushed in.
"One is done, there are two more to go!"
After the cave completely disappeared, Kong Qing's lips curled up slightly and he disappeared into the intricate cave with familiarity.
…
"Damn junior!"
At this time, Song Wuji, who was standing in the center of the mountain, not only had his hair on fire, but his entire body, including his clothes, was in flames, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a ball of rolling flames.
"How dare you be so arrogant and talk nonsense..."
"nonsense?"
Kong Qing, who was flying in the sky, blinked and looked surprised.
"Everything Pindao said just now is true, what nonsense is it... Oh! Pindao understands, it turns out that Mr. Chang Ming, you think that Pindao exposed your old background in front of so many of your subordinates, so that
You can't keep your face, can you? This is the fault of the poor..."
Kong Qing nodded pretendingly.
"But Mr. Changming, these great achievements of yours back then are not a secret. You can find out just by asking around, so..."
"shut up!"
Monk Zhiyue had a gloomy look on his face and shouted decisively.
"Qingwei Tanyue, you don't cultivate your moral integrity and wantonly slander the reputation of my Buddhist sect and Duke Changming. I have no choice but to join hands with Duke Changming to conquer the demons..."
"No need for your help!"
Before Monk Zhiyue could finish what he said, he saw the fireman incarnated by Changming Gong Song Wuji had turned into a line of fire and soared into the sky, rushing towards Kong Qing.
"One person from a certain family is enough to burn this damn junior to ashes!"
Whoosh!
Just when Song Wuji's flames were about to fall on Kong Qing, a cute little cat suddenly jumped out from behind him with an apricot-yellow flag more than a foot long in its mouth.
The next moment, thousands of golden lotuses rose into the sky, completely covering Kong Qing and Sapphire Cheetah.
The fire in Song Wuji's incarnation rushed up and down around the thousands of golden lotuses, but it couldn't get in. The flying fire seemed very fierce, but it couldn't even burn a single petal of those golden lotuses.
Then, Kong Qing was seen smiling and pulling out a wooden whip from the side of the Sapphire Cheetah's saddle.
"Mr. Changming..."
Following Kong Qing's voice, nearly four-fifths of the talismans on the wooden whip all lit up.
"I heard that you haven't given up your position as a god yet?"