Soon, the monks who were dealing with the Bodhidharma Hall outside were called into the Elder Hall. Shen Xiu asked: "You are also an old man in the Bodhidharma Hall. After taking care of it for a long time, why is it that the noise outside has not calmed down? The noise has reached the Elder Hall."
Done."
The monk replied: "We have separated the people more than ten feet away. However, the crowds do not disperse. Instead, they gather more and more. Now outside the south gate, apart from the purity in front of the gate, there is already a sea of people outside. The young monk really does not dare to go any further.
If you act rashly, otherwise you will be trampled on at every turn, your life will be at stake. The young monk has sent someone to inform the Imperial City Secretary and asked them to come and guard it."
Shen Xiu said displeased: "Zhao Zhiran is still sitting outside the door? Why don't you drive him away?"
The monk said helplessly: "The young monk originally planned to ask Taoist Master Zhao to leave, but the Taoist Master made up his mind... The young monk does not dare to approach him now, for fear that he will hurt himself."
The back room of Golden Needle Hall asked: "Are you worrying too much?"
The monk said: "I'm reporting to the master in the back hall. I've seen this kind of people a lot. They use blackmail, blackmail, and various means to prevent them. Just now, my junior brother Benxiang cast a spell to kill someone, but Taoist Master Zhao didn't even blink an eyelid.
He has no intention of practicing law to protect himself. Fortunately, Xingzhen and other juniors stopped him, otherwise he would have been injured on the spot... Of course, if the elders agree, the young monk will go and take him down now. It is up to him whether he lives or dies.
Own."
"He is still a Taoist, so why is he so shameless? Using such rogue methods? Is it true that the Taoist sect really has no one to use him as its envoy?"
"You are what the saying goes, you can stand and talk without pain in your back! I would like to ask if your dearest brother has been taken away, can you not be anxious? In desperation, you came directly to my Tianlong Academy to ask for someone. This is a monk.
He has a true temperament of acting spontaneously. Furthermore, he doesn’t fight or make trouble, he just sits quietly in front of the door, which can be regarded as extremely cultivated.”
"This is the true temperament of a monk? How ridiculous! I have never heard of it!"
"Of course you don't know. Have you read the Taoist canon? Do you know how Taoist monks practice? It is said that knowing oneself and the enemy can fight a hundred battles without danger. Junior brother, you should read the Taoist scriptures when you have time. It is not a bad thing to know more about the ins and outs of the other sect."
"Buddhism is so vast and profound that it will be difficult to master it in a lifetime. How can you still find time to read the Taoist scriptures? I would like to advise you, brother, not to be too distracted, otherwise your practice may be hindered."
"Junior brother is dedicated to studying Buddhism. I really admire him, but Tianlong Academy is responsible for all kinds of secular affairs. I'm afraid it will hinder junior brother's practice."
The dispute in the hall gradually deviated from the subject. Hongdao couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Stop arguing!" He turned to ask Sen Luo, the leader of Honglian Hall: "Junior brother Sen Luo, is this Taoist female cultivator really not a craftsman or an assassin?
Are you coming with the Taoist envoy?"
Sen Luo nodded and said: "That's true. I, Red Lotus Hall, have interrogated her for three days and it's certain. No one cares about her now. She's just being held in a cell waiting to be dealt with."
Hongdao looked at Yuan, and immediately said: "In this case, it's better to let him go. This Taoist priest will still be of great use in the future. Don't offend him for such a trivial matter. This is a small gain at a loss. Which one is less important?"
What is more important, others don’t know, but we elders should understand.”
Hongdao and Liao Yuan looked at Shen Xiu together, waiting for Shen Xiu's opinion. What Liao Yuan said just now was very clear. As the leader, Shen Xiu certainly knew the intentions of Bodhi Hall and Xuan Ye Hall. After thinking for a while, he nodded and said:
"Then listen to the two senior brothers, let him go, and try to comfort Zhao Zhiran."
The four elders agreed to release him, which was a conclusion. They could afford such a small thing.
The monks from Honglian Hall immediately opened the cell and took Song Yuqiao out. Liaoyuan and Hongdao went over to check the injury in person.
Song Yuqiao was a female cultivator, so she naturally did not suffer physical pain, but the torture methods used by Hongliantang were too many. Song Yuqiao's internal injuries were not light, and she looked very haggard. It was also Master Senluo who got Wu Cheng, the abbot of Jialan Temple.
Please note that Song Yuqiao was not tortured too much, otherwise even if she did not die, her cultivation level would probably be ruined.
Hongdao personally checked it, then took out a pill and stuffed it into Song Yuqiao's mouth.
Song Yuqiao didn't know why, and wanted to vomit it out, but Hongdao's magic power was sent away, and she couldn't help but swallow it, and said in horror: "What else are you going to do?"
Hongdao sighed, clasped his hands and said, "I've been having a hard time with Miss Song these past few days. Miss Song entered Xingqing by mistake. We, Tianlongyuan, don't know the reason, so we invited Miss Song here. Now that everything is clear, let's bring Song to Xingqing by mistake."
Send the girl out."
Ming Jue said from the side: "Miss Song, what Hongdao Chief gave the girl just now is the Great Holy Pill for treating internal injuries. It is of great benefit. Miss Song, please use the inner magic method quickly."
Only then did Song Yuqiao see Mingjue clearly and asked doubtfully: "Are you...monk Mingjue from Qukong Temple?"
Mingjue put his hands together and said, "It's just the poor monk."
A gentle and comfortable medicinal power had already arisen in Song Yuqiao's belly. She couldn't help but not believe it. She immediately used her mental skills to send the medicinal power into the Qihai Dan Fei. After a short time, she felt that her pulses were relaxed, and the magic power in the Dan Fei was also assisted by the medicinal power.
, began to flow again, repairing the injuries bit by bit.
After a cup of tea, the potion was gone, and Song Yuqiao's complexion immediately improved a lot, and her eyes regained their brilliance.
"You...what on earth are you going to do?"
Mingjue said: "Miss Song, this is a misunderstanding. Chief Hongdao and Chief Lioyuan came to visit the girl in person. They really wanted to let the girl go, but the girl should be more cautious in the future. This is already the second time.
, this was the case last time at Qukong Temple..."
Song Yuqiao interrupted: "Really let me go?"
Mingjue said: "If Miss Song doesn't believe it, you will know when you go out. Taoist Zhao really treats Miss Song... Although Taoist Zhao already likes Miss Zhou in his heart, he still values Ms. Song very much. I would like to advise this poor monk, I only hope that Miss Song can help Taoist Zhao."
Let’s go with Miss Zhou, don’t be so obsessive anymore…”
Song Yuqiao didn't have the energy to argue with Mingjue this time, so she just asked: "Did Zhao Zhiran save me?"
Mingjue sighed: "Taoist Zhao has been blocking the entrance of my Tianlong Courtyard for an hour to save the girl. The girl can see him when she goes out."
Hongdao and Yuan joined hands to Song Yuqiao: "Amitabha, Miss Song, please!"
Song Yuqiao had suffered a lot these days and did not dare to speak nonsense at the moment. He just nodded to the two old monks and then left Tianlongyuan accompanied by Mingjue.
As soon as I arrived outside the south gate, I saw Zhao Ran sitting upright on a futon under the willow tree opposite. On the left and right, there was a monk sitting cross-legged and "controlling the supervision." I had so many words to say that I didn't know where to start. I just wanted to say:
Cry a lot.
"Junior Brother Zhao..."
Zhao Ran immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and clasped his fists to Wen Da and Yang Fan beside him: "Thank you both for protecting me." He then saluted Xingzhen and other monks: "Thank you for your support."
All the monks saluted him, and Zhao Ran glared at Song Yuqiao: "Let's go!" He flicked his sleeves and left first.
The onlookers spontaneously made way for them. Song Yuqiao lowered her head and followed Zhao Ran, feeling aggrieved.
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