The only monk in the world who can come to the East Palace is Jie Wang.
Li Chen immediately summoned him.
Before entering Xi Zheng Hall, Jie Wang took off his raincoat, and then entered.
Li Chen noticed this detail and said with a smile: "As far as I know, generally a master who has achieved internal strength can be able to wear a feather without getting wet, and can wear rain without getting wet?"
Monk Jie Wang clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name before saying: "That's true, but since we are here to meet His Highness, there is no need for the poor monk to show off his skills."
Li Chenzai looked at Monk Jie Wang carefully, frowned and asked: "Is what the master said last time true? I see that the master is in good spirits, and he does not seem to be about to die soon."
Monk Jie Wang was neither angry nor eager to defend himself, but directly lifted up his clothes.
When the monk's robe was lifted up, what Li Chen saw was dry and wrinkled skin like bark, which was in sharp contrast to the exposed face and glossy limbs of the monk Jie Wang.
Li Chen frowned.
This kind of bark-like skin was familiar to him.
When Sanbao died, his body was basically in the same state.
After sighing, Li Chen said: "I am the one who is being abrupt. Master, please put down your robe."
Jie Wang tidied up his clothes, then bowed to Li Chen and said: "Everyone is destined to die. We just use various methods to delay the arrival of this moment. The nobles take medicine and stones, while the people in the martial arts practice to breathe within one breath, but in the world
There is absolutely no one who is immortal, so Your Highness does not need to worry about it."
Li Chen said calmly: "On the contrary, it was the master who persuaded me to come to this palace."
"The master was so upright and honest, and he still thought about Buddhism until the last moment, which is touching."
Jie Wang shook his head slightly and said: "There is no such thing as being noble and honorable. What a poor monk does is just to be respected and respected."
Li Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You have no shame in admiring me? I'm afraid the master thinks so, but other people in Buddhism are not the same as the master."
Jie Wang lowered his eyebrows and said, "The poor monk cannot force everyone to be the same as the poor monk, but I want peace of mind."
Li Chen picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said: "I told the master last time that if I call the master again, I hope that the master can take action for me."
Jie Wang looked calm.
He knew clearly that if he took action in his current situation, he would die immediately. However, in the face of life and death, this top master with the highest seniority in Buddhism did not have the slightest fear or flinch. He just said lightly: "Your Highness, please tell me clearly how the poor monk will take action and to whom."
Take action."
"There is no need to take action."
Li Chen waved his hand and said: "I am about to meet someone, and that person is also a master of the land of gods. I don't have anyone around me who can completely suppress him to protect him, so I bother you to be a bodyguard, but I don't know how sure you are?"
Jie Wang was not arrogant, but said: "The poor monk's strength has declined, but please give us more information, so that the poor monk can report back to Your Highness."
"White Lotus Sect, leader." Li Chen said.
Jie Wang immediately replied: "Ninety-nine percent."
Narrowing his eyes, Li Chen couldn't help but ask: "We are also in the Land of Gods on land, how can the gap be so big?"
Jie Wang smiled and said: "Your Highness and the poor monk are the same people. Is there a big difference?"
Li Chen understood and said with a smile: "In that case, I can feel relieved."
"I invited the master just as a precaution. If nothing happens, it's best. Once I take action, I'll do my best to eliminate the evil and kill you with one strike."
