Qin Yang smiled and said: "Yunlong Temple should already know about Master Kongming's death. How do you plan to deal with me?"
Mu Changsong gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you're done. Master Kongming is the junior brother of the abbot of Yunlong Temple, and he's already arranging manpower to deal with you!"
"oh?"
Qin Yang was very interested. Sure enough, Yunlong Temple did have arrangements. It seemed that he regarded himself as a powerful enemy, so he did not act rashly.
Mu Changsong threatened: "Boy, go to my Yunlong Temple and kowtow for mercy. This way you may die a little easier!"
Qin Yang smiled and slapped him until two of his teeth flew out: "You are already a prisoner, and you are still so arrogant? It seems that you are quite confident in Yunlong Temple."
Qin Yang kicked him and pushed him to the door.
"Go back to Yunlong Temple and tell the people at Yunlong Temple that I will be there soon."
Mu Changsong couldn't believe it: "You want to let me go?"
Qin Yang said calmly: "What? You don't want to leave? If you want to die, I can change my mind."
Mu Changsong looked like a dog with a broken hind leg. He quickly lay down on his hands, vomiting blood while lying down, and left quickly.
Before disappearing, he shouted: "You are so arrogant, boy, you are digging your own grave!"
Chen Yongshan also hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Master Qin, the strength of Yunlong Temple is very terrifying, you must not be impulsive!"
Yuan Kun had obviously heard of Yunlong Temple, and then said: "Brother Yang, Master Chen is right. My dad said that Yunlong Temple is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and no one who offends will have a good end."
Qin Yang smiled lightly and said: "You don't have to worry, I will come when I go. Yunlong Temple is no big deal."
Immediately he looked at Shi Zongtang: "Old Shi, just stay here."
When Shi Zongtang heard this, he was very anxious: "Mr. Qin, please contact me when you are done!"
Now he just wants to follow Qin Yang and be Qin Yang's most loyal follower.
Qin Yang laughed, nodded, then turned and walked out.
Yuan Kun said helplessly: "Brother Yang, are you being too adventurous? I heard that the eminent monks from Yunlong Temple are very powerful!"
Chen Yongshan did not dare to say anything unreasonable: "Grandmaster Qin probably won't do anything to risk his life. We can just wait here."
Mu Changsong used his hands to exert force and dragged his half-broken body towards the direction of Yunlong Temple.
When he returned to Yunlong Temple, it was already past one in the afternoon.
"Master...Master, help!"
Mu Changsong shouted twice, and soon two young Yunlong Temple disciples ran over.
"Senior Brother Mu! Why were you beaten like this?"
One of the young disciples looked shocked.
Mu Changsong shouted: "Take me to the master quickly, I can't hold it anymore..."
After saying that, his head snapped and he passed out.
Two disciples hurriedly carried him on their backs and carried him into the main hall. A powerful monk with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a bald head and two rows of vertical holes walked out.
"This is unreasonable. Who hurt my disciple like this? I want to peel off his skin with my own hands!"
This eminent monk is none other than Master Jingjue, Mu Changsong’s master.
"Mingsan, go get my medicine box!"
"yes!"
A disciple named Ming San came back soon carrying a box.
Master Jingjue took out a pill inside and gave it to Mu Changsong to take.
Mu Changsong woke up quickly and said excitedly: "Master, I met Qin Yang who killed Uncle Kong Ming!"
The master was shocked and his pupils shrank: "Is that boy the one who beat you like this?"
Mu Changsong said bitterly: "Yes! Master, he said he was coming to Yunlong Temple. This kid is too arrogant. We must not let him leave alive!"
The master was startled and his eyes suddenly burst into flames: "How can this be unreasonable? How dare this kid be so arrogant? He really doesn't take Yunlong Temple seriously!"