Lin Ze's attitude was unclear and he said: "Oh, what do you think Master said?"
Xuantang looked at Lin Ze with a calm face and said without concealment: "Do people like King Qin, who are unscrupulous and courageous, really care about the evidence?"
"As far as the poor monk knows, King Qin's biological father, mother and half-brothers have never received any benefit from King Qin."
"In the past, the King of Qin was a minister and Hu Hai was the emperor. When the King of Qin learned that Hu Hai had united with Buddhism to plot against him, he did not hesitate to risk the disapproval of the world, deposed Hu Hai, and made him an empty figure."
"More later, in order to get rid of the control of Qin Huangzheng, King Qin suddenly joined the Taoist palace, worshiped the Taoist sage as his teacher, and stepped into the realm of heaven and man."
"It can be seen from this that the King of Qin is a hero who puts interests first. He never cares about worldly shackles in what he does, but only seeks to maximize interests."
"So whether what the poor monk said today is true or false, and whether there is any evidence, it is not important to King Qin at all."
Lin Ze looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, with a melancholy look on his face and said, "It seems that the Master really understands me?"
A look of pride appeared on Xuantang's face. Just as he was about to be humble, he saw a hand appear out of thin air and press down hard on his shiny head.
Xuantang felt a huge pressure coming down from the top of his head, squeezing his muscles, bones and even internal organs.
The whole person was "planted" into the ground inch by inch like an onion, leaving only a bare head exposed above the ground.
"puff"
Xuantang spurted out a large mouthful of blood, which was mixed with some internal organs fragments.
If he hadn't been in the heavenly realm, half of his life would have been lost.
Lin Ze's indifferent voice sounded in Xuantang's ears: "Master Xuantang knows me so well, why doesn't he know that I don't like people who talk too much?"
"If the mage continues to talk nonsense like this, it will be dangerous."
If I give you a chance to speak, don't use it. Just write here. Don't blame me if you die later.
"Ahem"
Xuantang coughed twice and vomited all the blood and internal organs in his mouth, feeling much relieved.
Xuantang, whose breathing was slightly calmer, looked up at Lin Ze. There was no resentment in his eyes, only calmness and seriousness: "I want to cooperate with King Qin."
Lin Ze's face showed a look of relief. That's right. Wouldn't it be better to go straight to the topic?
"What kind of cooperation method?"
Probably after being beaten twice in a row, Xuantang became very honest: "Let's deal with Buddha together."
Lin Ze did not answer, but turned to look at Zhuang Zhou.
When Xuantang saw this scene, he couldn't help but ask: "Does King Qin fight for the destiny of the Dao Palace and don't even have this decision-making power?"
Lin Ze glanced at Xuantang, what kind of sand dollar problem is this?
"Is it possible that when you preside over Buddhist affairs, the Buddha listens to you?"
Xuantang's expression froze when he heard this, and a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes.
If the partner was not a bold and unscrupulous person like Lin Ze, would the plan succeed?
Lin Ze's voice sounded at the right time: "How are you going to deal with Buddha?"
Xuantang was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "This matter is inseparable from the help of saints. King Qin must obtain the approval of Dao Saint or Zhuang Saint. If Dao Saint and Zhuang Saint are unwilling to take action, dealing with the Buddha can only be reduced to empty talk."
Lin Ze's face turned cold, and with a "clang" sound, the sharp blade at his waist was unsheathed, full of killing intent.
"Are all monks so stubborn? I have warned you twice to stop talking nonsense. Do you have to force me to kill you?"
Xuantang's face changed slightly and he said anxiously: "To deal with a strong man like Buddha, without the help of a saint, the plan will not succeed at all. Even if King Qin kills the poor monk, it will not help. Does the Taoist Palace really not want to get rid of the threat of Buddha?"
Lin Ze silently replied in his heart: You guessed it right, Dao Palace really doesn't have this idea.
After thinking about it, Lin Ze's hand movement did not stop, Tianwen Sword was raised high, and struck Xuantang's forehead.
The sunlight refracted by the sword reflected into Xuantang's eyes, causing him to subconsciously close his eyes.
When the sword fell halfway, two green-white fingers slanted over and clamped the sword.
Lin Ze followed the finger and looked at Zhuang Zhou with a confused look on his face: "Senior Brother, what does this mean?"
Zhuang Zhou replied calmly: "Junior brother, his luck was severely damaged before, and he almost died. Now he has finally recovered, why should he commit murder?"
"Xuantang is in the second realm of heaven after all. If junior brother kills him, there will be very little luck left. Why should junior brother put himself in a dangerous situation just for the sake of temporary motivation?"
Lin Ze sheathed the sword, nodded slightly and said: "What senior brother said makes sense. Since Xuantang said that Maitreya Ksitigarbha was appointed by the Buddha, it would be better to let him confront Maitreya Ksitigarbha, maybe something will be gained."
Xuantang, who was trapped underground with only his head above the ground, suddenly became anxious: "King Qin, wait a minute, if you send this poor monk to Maitreya Ksitigarbha, they who work for the Buddha will definitely try their best to kill the poor monk and silence him."
"In this way, no one will destroy the Buddha's conspiracy against the King of Qin and the Dao Palace's conspiracy, and no one will help the Dao Palace deal with the Buddha. I ask the King of Qin to think twice."
Lin Ze sneered: "Everything you said is based on the premise that Maitreya Ksitigarbha is loyal to Buddha. Have you never thought that you are the one who is truly loyal to Buddha, and Maitreya Ksitigarbha is the traitor?"
Xuantang denied it flatly: "How is this possible?"
Lin Ze smiled: "Why is it impossible?"
According to his speculation, the possibility that Xuantang is still loyal to Buddha is much higher than that of Maitreya Ksitigarbha.
After all, two sheep who know that wolves eat sheep and cannot change their habit of eating sheep will still be loyal to a wolf.
Xuantang raised his head and looked at Lin Ze's expression. Seeing his determination, he asked tentatively: "What does King Qin seem to know?"
Lin Ze chuckled and said: "So, the Master admits that he was appointed by the Buddha?"
Xuantang firmly shook his head and denied: "Monks do not lie. The poor monk came here to deal with the Buddha. The King of Qin knew it as soon as he heard the poor monk's plan..."
Lin Ze waved his hand and said: "Hold on, I don't want to hear your plan now. The opportunity has been given to you. If you don't use it yourself, you can't blame others."
Then Lin Ze bowed his hand towards Zhuang Zhou and said: "Since senior brother saved his life, let's leave it to senior brother to deal with it. Junior brother has something to do, so I will leave for now."
After saying this, Lin Ze shook his sleeves and walked towards the main hall. He was in a hurry to discuss with Chen Ping how to harvest his luck faster and had no time to waste here.
one two three……
Xuantang recited three times silently in his heart. Seeing that Lin Ze showed no sign of turning around, he quickly said loudly: "The poor monk wants to cooperate with the King of Qin to steal the luck of Buddhism. After the success, the luck gained will be divided equally between you and me. The King of Qin will
Are you really not moved?"
The sound of hurried footsteps stopped abruptly.
Lin Ze's voice came from afar: "Not very interested."
Then the footsteps sounded again.
Xuantang was stunned. This was quite different from the result he expected.
Zhuang Zhou said: "Junior brother, wait a minute, why don't you stay and listen to what Master Xuantang has to say?"
Lin Ze kept walking and said casually: "So what, senior brother, are you willing to go against the teacher's will and deal with the Buddha? You can't do anything, so why bother?"
Xuantang was stunned again. Taoist saints are not allowed to deal with Buddha? Couldn't you have said this earlier?
No wonder Lin Ze lacks interest in this matter. It turns out that the root cause is here.
Xuantang just felt that his head was a bit short. Not to mention that the Taoist palace and Buddhism had been fighting openly and secretly for many years. In this era of great conflict, both Taoist saints and Buddha had personally ended up. How could Taoist saints tell Zhuang Zhou and Lin Ze not to deal with Buddha?
Zhuang Zhou couldn't deny it and said: "The teacher just said that the Buddha cannot fall. If you and I just let the Buddha not stand up until the dust settles, logically speaking, we are not disobeying the teacher."
Lin Ze turned around and walked back to Xuantang, squatted down and looked at him and said, "It's rare for my senior brother to change his mind. Please Master Xuantang, please seize the opportunity and stop talking nonsense."
Xuantang, who saw hope from despair, immediately put away all his little thoughts and said quickly: "The poor monk wants to ask Taoist Saint or Zhuang Sheng to take action to depose Maitreya Ksitigarbha and hand it over to the poor monk. In this way,
Except for the Buddha, no one in Buddhism is more famous than the poor monk."
"At that time, the poor monk will publicly execute the two people on the grounds that Maitreya Ksitigarbha betrayed Buddhism, and will take the opportunity to control Buddhism."
"After acquiring it, the poor monk will wantonly adapt the scriptures and confuse the Buddhist principles. The poor monk's understanding of the meaning of the Buddhist scriptures is enough to change the Buddhist philosophy beyond recognition."
"Buddhism is the foundation for Buddha's enlightenment. If this happens, Buddha's foundation will be greatly damaged and he will be thrown into a place of eternal destruction. It will be worse than the King of Qin who split Buddhism in the past."
"What do you two think?"
Lin Ze coughed lightly and said, "How do you divide that half of your luck between me?"
Xuantang smiled and said: "King Qin knows that there is a treasure in Buddhism called the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. This object can transform the power of Buddhist believers' faith into ownerless luck. This is the biggest source of Buddhism's luck."
"After the poor monk takes control of Buddhism, how about giving this treasure to the King of Qin?"