Tang Yun's current behavior has undoubtedly indicated that he is ready to have an honest talk with Tang Yanyue, just like Zhao Yunlu once did.
Cooperation is always a situation that can only be achieved when there is not much difference in strength between the two parties. Once the status and strength of both parties are no longer balanced, the cooperative and friendly situation will disappear.
But the situation is not as simple as it sounds, as Tang Yanyue said - there is no way to practice.
Because she is not a human after all. Although it stands to reason that she can practice some human skills, the number is very small. At least she has not found it until now.
So Tang Yanyue was very impatient, but she didn't have any good ideas.
At present, it seems that staying with Tang Yun is the best result, because as Tang Yun is the master of the palace, and the court Zhenwu pavilion has many techniques, the chance is much higher than her looking for blind people all over the world.
But she didn't want to be short, and she was thinking about whether she should reveal the last trump card...
Tang Yun suddenly came back to his senses and his eyes fell on her face: "Tell me, what is there to exchange."
Tang Yanyue tried to play dumb: "What exchange? If I become stronger, wouldn't it be good for you? This is mutual benefit."
Tang Yun shook his head and said calmly: "Friendship is friendship, and interests are interests. If you want to be friends with me, then don't talk about interests."
The implication is obvious.
If Tang Yanyue cannot provide enough benefits, then leave as soon as possible. With Tang Yun's current status, he has both subordinates and strength, so having Tang Yanyue by his side is harmful rather than helpful.
After all, she is not a human being. Although it is not a big deal, it is still a bit troublesome. Tang Yun has always hated trouble. Don't forget that there is Zhao Yi on his forehead now.
"Do you have any idea?" Tang Yanyue stared at his face and asked suddenly.
Tang Yun shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "You guess."
Tang Yanyue kept looking at him with her beautiful eyes, gritted her teeth secretly, and whispered: "The bargaining chip for this transaction is very simple. I know the inheritance of Emperor Ji Sect's skills. If you let me get Shura's training skills, I will
I’ll tell you the whereabouts of the inheritance.”
"What inheritance?" Tang Yun was not in a hurry and asked with raised eyebrows.
Tang Yanyue said with a dark face: "The inheritance of Huangji Sect."
Tang Yun asked again: "The Huangji Sect has three branches."
"Swordsmanship inheritance." Tang Yanyue secretly resented that this guy was simply too careful.
Who knows that this is not enough, Tang Yun asked: "There are many techniques in the Huangji Sect swordsmanship inheritance, how do I know which one you are talking about? What I want is only the techniques of the ninth grade Yun Qi realm."
Tang Yanyue looked away angrily and hummed: "How much you can get depends on your ability."
This time it was Tang Yun's turn to be confused: "What do you mean?"
Throwing back the original words, Tang Yanyue smiled proudly: "What do you think?"
Without further questioning, Tang Yun frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Let's do it this way, we'll deliver the goods at the same time when the job is done."
"It's a deal." Tang Yanyue breathed a sigh of relief.
The deal is done.
Tang Yun rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingertips and said in deep thought: "I have an idea, and speaking of it, it's what that bald donkey gave me today."
Tang Yanyue blinked, a little confused: "Jingang Temple?"
"right."
Tang Yun squinted his eyes: "Who among these Jianghu sects has not done anything wrong? Especially these bald donkeys, who stand on the moral high ground and criticize good and evil every day.
If there are demons in their den, that means suppressing the other party to make them repent. If there are demons elsewhere, it means colluding with the demons and harboring evil intentions, and everyone will find and punish them."
Tang Yanyue spread her hands and said with some confusion: "Then what? You want to use this name to find trouble? But what does this have to do with me?"
"There is Shura in the Vajra Temple." Tang Yun touched his thin lips and spat out six words lightly.
Tang Yanyue suddenly realized: "You mean from them..."
"And now we have a big bargaining chip in our hands. This bald donkey has some status."
Tang Yun smiled and scraped the tea foam with the tea lid, and took a sip of tea: "Go to Li Xiao and ask him to bring me the information about Jingang Temple."
"I'll go right away." It was a matter of personal concern. Tang Yanyue was obviously very motivated and ran out before she finished speaking.
Tang Yun looked at her back. He was not afraid that Tang Yanyue would turn her back and do it himself after finding out about this.
Because Tang Yanyue's current identity and strength alone are not enough to achieve her goal, unless she is willing to be converted by the other party and become a so-called protector...
He knocked his head and murmured: "If I remember correctly, Vajra Temple should have been closed for a long time."
He indeed remembered correctly.
To be precise, the Vajra Temple was closed forty-two years ago. The origin of all this was because of one person...
moment.
Tang Yun flipped through the thick information, stopping from time to time, and then continued flipping back after a while.
Li Xiao and Tang Yanyue next to them didn't dare to express their anger. After following Tang Yun for so long, they knew very well what Tang Yun's current state meant.
When he was dealing with the Tianjian Sect, he was in this state when he was studying intelligence. When he came to Longyang County to plot against the Qiu family, he was in this state as well.
Tuk tuk…
The fingertips touched the table, making a rather rhythmic muffled sound.
After half an hour, Tang Yun closed the information and handed it to Li Xiao, signaling for him to send it back, while he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, lost in thought.
Abandoning disciples, revenge, sealing the mountain...words were passing through his mind one by one, combined with various thoughts, trying to connect them with an invisible thread.
Pa~
He stopped and opened his eyes to look at Tang Yanyue: "Follow me to Zhao Prison and meet that bald donkey."
"Got a plan?"
"I have a clue."
It's not that easy to come up with a plan, and even if you come up with it, it actually doesn't mean much. No matter how good the dream is, it's just nonsense. Everything depends on practice.
Never plan for the sake of layout, plot for the sake of conspiracy, or calculate for the sake of calculation. This will only lead you to a dead end, and you will get deeper and deeper into which you cannot extricate yourself.
No matter the conspiracy, no matter the digging of holes, it is all to achieve the goal, it is just a means.
To put it in vernacular: Don’t fool Jill Show.
It's obvious that an average person can be beaten to death, but he insists on showing off his skills and adding dog tags, and then gets killed... This kind of death-seeking behavior simply deserves it.
The prison is dark and dark, no different from the legendary prison. The biggest difference is that many of the things imprisoned in the cells on both sides are not humans, but demons, monsters, and the like, all kinds of strange things.
Tang Yanyue even saw a few of her own kind - zombies.
The warrior quickly bowed and gave way: "Sir~"
"Where's that guy?"
Tang Yun glanced at the few little monsters who were frightened by his energy and blood and were cowering in the corner, and casually ordered: "Bring him out. I have something to ask him."
Not long after.
Wow…
The chain-stirring, blood-covered monk with a pale face was carried out by several warriors. He stared at Tang Yun who was sitting in the middle: "If you want to kill or behead, you can do whatever you want, but the majestic martial arts pavilion harbors demons...
…It’s so ridiculous and sad.”
"Look, what I said before was good, right?"
Tang Yun took the tea offered by his men, curled his lips at Tang Yanyue, and said: "These bald donkeys are so cruel to blame. In the name of justice, anyone who doesn't get along with him is a monster.
Even if it has nothing to do with demons, you can still find some excuses... you are possessed by demons, you have gone astray, you have gone astray, etc. Anyway, it is justice for him to kill you, and if you resist, it means that the demonic barrier is too deep."
After saying that, Tang Yun raised his fingers and said, "You don't understand these people. They are firm-minded and have faith. To deal with such people, whips are useless and may even have the opposite effect."
He sighed, put down the teacup and stood up from the chair, and said calmly: "Actually, what he said is meaningless. Don't forget who we are. Compared with the imperial court, what is the Vajra Temple?"
The monk seemed to have an ominous premonition and immediately shouted: "Amitabha, this is just a poor monk who was greedy and his skills were not as good as others and was captured by an adult. The poor monk alone bears the blame for the crime. Don't implicate others."
Sir, please don’t make mistakes. You must know that reincarnation and retribution are the laws of heaven. Good and evil will be rewarded sooner or later. There is no end to the sea of suffering and there is no end..."
In his anxiety, he even spoke a little arbitrarily, and spoke to Tang Yun in an incoherent way. His face was full of regret and pain, and there was even a hint of sincerity.
"Hey, do you see that?" Tang Yun looked around, with a bit of disdain on his face: "This is how people should be dealt with. Only by grabbing their painful feet can they break through the defense."
"Your Excellency is wise."
All the subordinates had different expressions. They knew how tough-tempered this bald donkey was before. Although the torture instrument was only a third of the way through, he still stood firm and refused to give in. This was enough to make them admire him.
You must know that in the prison of Zhenwuge, even demons cannot endure the torture inside.
But this kind of person, in Tang Yun's seemingly gentle words, was in vain...
The most important thing is to attack the heart. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me.
"There are things you can do. If you do it, don't regret it."
Tang Yun rubbed the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, suddenly pulled out Broken Dream, and slashed it down with a majestic sword. The brilliant energy and blood burned like a soaring torch, and the sword edge was filled with a strong smell of blood. In an instant, it passed over the monk's shoulder and slashed it to the root.
Cut off his arm.
"snort!"
The monk's face was covered with fine beads of sweat. He clenched his teeth tightly. His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He stared at Tang Yun and spat out a few words from between his teeth: "Sir, can you relieve your hatred?"
"Want to imitate your Buddha in cutting meat to feed the eagles?"
Tang Yun chuckled and bent down to pick up the severed arm and threw it on the table. He ordered: "Find a box to pack it up, take my message with you, and go to the Vajra Temple to give a big gift."
"you……"
The monk's eyes were about to burst and he roared: "If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please. The poor monk has already said that he did such a disaster just because of greed. Why did he involve the poor monk's disciples?"
Tang Yun smiled, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Master, your life... is not worth anything."
The monk gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency, by doing this, are you not afraid of going to Avici Hell?"
Tang Yun curled his lips and sneered, patting his cheek rhythmically with the back of his hand: "I don't believe in Buddhism, so he can't control me. Besides, if he is really that powerful, there are demons everywhere in this world, why don't he take action to show his holiness?
Believe in Buddhism? If there were people like you in this world, it wouldn’t matter whether the human race is still there. The reason why the human race exists has nothing to do with your bullshit Buddha, it is the sacrifice of countless ancestors warriors for it."
Buddhism? Religion?
In the hands of those in power, it can also be used as a stabilizer to appease the rebellious psychology of the people, so that those in power can better cut leeks...sheep...well, the political power is stable.
Of course, this was in a world without a mortal system in the previous life, and the greatest use of religion was this. Have you ever seen how many emperors in ancient times had destroyed Buddhas and Taoism? To put it bluntly, it was just because they were used awkwardly and looked unpleasant to the eyes.
In this world...religion is even more restricted. After all, the imperial court has enough power, a tough enough hand, and special existences like warriors and demons, so there is no possibility for ordinary people to rebel.
Therefore, in the eyes of the imperial court, religion did not play such a big role.
The corresponding consequence is that its development is extremely limited, similar to that of a martial arts sect. At most, it only adds a little faith buff.
Tang Yun said: "You wanted to save her before because your Vajra Temple has Shura protectors. If you take her away and surrender her, you only need to let the protectors in the temple tame her for a period of time, and she will be a serious running dog."
Having said this, he tilted his head and thought for a moment, then continued: "When the Vajra Temple was not in retreat, the strength of the abbot, the monks and other elders were probably around the tenth level.
According to this inference, your status in the Vajra Temple is actually not low. If the Vajra Temple has been closed for many years and suddenly there are monks walking outside, it is probably you who are preparing to open the door to accept disciples."
He took a few steps back, picked up the tea and took a sip: "You have an extraordinary status, and you must be the first to go down the mountain. So, master, you might as well guess how much the Vajra Temple can do to save your life."
benefit?"
"Despicable, shameless..."
The monk growled. He wanted to cut off his heart, but Zhenwu Pavilion's special medicine had already been injected into his body. His whole body was so weak that he couldn't even walk, let alone control his qi and blood.
So all he can do now is to denounce the other party with words. Unfortunately, his words are not proportional to the thickness of Tang Yun's face, and there is no threat at all.
Tang Yun waved his hand and left with Tang Yanyue and others: "I have to take one step ahead. Master, scold them slowly. If you are thirsty, just tell them and we will provide you with tea."
Out of prison.
Tang Yanyue couldn't help but ask: "That's it?"
"What do you think?" Tang Yun asked.
Tang Yanyue murmured in a low voice: "I thought it would be like how we dealt with the Tianjian Sect and the Qiu family. If I had known, it would have been like this, I would have done it."
"You can't fuck you, but if you don't believe me, try it." Tang Yun didn't take it seriously, chuckled and shook his head. It seemed that he convinced the other party in just a few words, but in fact, it couldn't be done by someone else.
First is his identity, second is his position in Lingchuan Mansion, and in addition is Tang Yun's strength. Only the combination of the three can convince the other party.
Anything less...it's like bragging, not convincing enough.
The benefits of power are reflected here.
When Tang Yun does many things now, he doesn't need to be as cautious as before. He is walking on thin ice. The feeling of walking on the tip of a knife is exciting, but if he makes the slightest mistake, he will die without a burial.
Tang Yanyue seemed to understand the crux of the problem, her expression was a little gloomy.