Sauvignon Blanc was lost and recovered, and Jiang Wang completely gave up the idea of using force.
No matter how out of tune this old monk Ku Jue is, his unfathomable strength is there.
I can't even see clearly how big the gap is, let alone close it.
It's impossible to walk, as evidenced by standing still.
Fortunately, this yellow-faced old monk didn't seem to have any ill intentions.
Jiang Wang sighed: "Master, if you are really in need of a disciple, there is a man in my town who has nothing in common with the four major elements, who is indifferent to life and death and doesn't care about anything... I think he is very intelligent."
I just said in my heart: Go forward, go forward, this master is so strong, it is not an insult to you to worship under his sect. The flying sword three peaks are a bygone era, forget it when you should.
"He can't do it." Old monk Ku Jue refused flatly: "It may be gone one day. The old monk is still pointing out his disciples to observe filial piety. We must not accept this mourning star."
Judging from the meaning of the old monk's words, he seemed to have a certain understanding of Xiang Xiang's background. I just didn't know why he said Xiang Xiang was the "Sangmen Star"... These words were hard to hear.
But this is not the time to dwell on these things. Jiang Wang said bitterly: "May I ask Master, how did I fall into your eyes?"
"It's destined!" Kujue insisted.
Jiang Wang:……
There is no way to change this reason.
Kujue seemed to know that these words were not very convincing, and added: "You protect the people here and make them peaceful. The old monk sees it. You have compassion and bodhicitta, and you are a great match for my Buddha!"
Jiang Wang hurriedly said: "When it comes to compassion, there is one person in Yang State who has countless living people and is respected by thousands of people. It is Huang Yi, the governor of Hengyang County..."
Unexpectedly, the yellow-faced old monk suddenly became furious: "Evil fellow! What is the purpose of making excuses in every possible way? Do you look down on me, the Buddha?"
This crime was so serious that Jiang Wang ignored the very empathetic sound of 'evil disciple' and hurriedly explained: "There are thousands of ways to practice. Before we reach the end of the road, who knows who is right and who is wrong? Buddhism
He is also a prominent figure in the world, how dare you look down upon him!"
The old monk Ku Jue said in a dark voice: "Does that mean you look down on me, the Xuankong Temple?"
Good guy!
It turned out to be a monk from the Xuankong Temple in the East Holy Land of Buddhism!
Jiang Wang had always only heard of this famous sect in the Eastern Region, but he had never had any dealings with it.
But, why did the Xuankong Temple take notice of my family?
He said hurriedly: "Xuankong Temple is a famous sect in the world, and I have always admired it!"
The yellow-faced old monk's face became even more withered and yellow: "Then you just look down on me, Kujue?"
You are so strong, even if you really look down on you, how dare I say it...
Jiang Wang had no choice but to say: "Master, everyone has his own ambitions!"
He now has the Taixu Illusion Realm where he can deduce the skills, and he has also won the title of the Qi Kingdom. All the secrets and skills can be obtained from the Qi Kingdom through regular channels. He does not want or need to find a master to take care of himself, especially since he has never
I have no idea of shaving my head and becoming a monk.
After all, I have never been exposed to Buddhism before, but now I have practiced well and have made good progress, and I am not inferior to others. There is no reason to suddenly choose a new path.
However, the situation is stronger than the people.
The yellow-faced old monk just stared at him and said, "Isn't that right? You want to be my disciple, and I want to be your master. Real people have their own ambitions."
This is all a mess, everyone has their own ambitions, how can you explain it like this!
Apart from anything else, this ability to talk nonsense is hard to come by.
You can't fight it, you can't escape it, you can't tear it apart.
Jiang Wang had no choice but to become serious: "Master, how can there be any reason in the world to forcefully accept a disciple?"
"You are just not willing now, but you will be willing in the future. Since you will be willing in the future, how can you talk about 'forcibly accepting disciples'?"
"Then let's talk about it later, Master!"
Monk Kujue had an expression that he had known for a long time and said with a smile: "Look, you are no longer so determined in the future. What does this mean? Your determination now is also a bluff and is meaningless! We are masters and disciples. Destiny was set by the Buddha, and you can't avoid it, so it's better to follow it early."
Jiang Wang frowned and asked, "To practice Buddhism, one must keep the six roots pure, right?"
"That's the truth."
"What if I have hatred in my heart?"
"All four elements are empty!" said the yellow-faced old monk.
"It can't be empty!"
Jiang Wang said this very firmly.
Ku Jue couldn't help but sigh: "When will the injustice be repaid?"
Jiang Wang said calmly: "It's enough to kill Jue. I'm going to die."
This monk is unreasonable, but he really doesn't want to become a master for no reason. It should be noted that the title of master and disciple is very important. It is not just talk, but both master and disciple bear responsibilities. In Buddhist terms, , all entangled with cause and effect!
Even if the other party comes from a famous sect in the world like Xuankong Temple, even if the other party has enough strength to teach him and protect him.
This was the first day he met this yellow-faced old monk. He didn’t know who he was or what his heart was, so how could he be willing to become a disciple?
Jiang Wang said he had hatred in his heart, but he was just telling the truth. In fact, he didn't expect how to make Monk Kujue give up, and he was still thinking about a way to escape.
But what surprised him was that after hearing his answer, Ku Jue was silent for a long time.
In the end, he just sighed: "Idiot!"
He turned around and disappeared.
Jiang Wang just blinked and the place was empty.
This monk came and left inexplicably, making people really confused.
Jiang Wang pondered for a long time, speculating on the purpose of this yellow-faced old monk.
After much deliberation, I just wanted to find one reason. If the Xuankong Temple wanted to get a share of the Yang Domain after the war, the Rizhao County Governor would be a good opportunity.
However, he is still fighting for the position of governor. Not to mention that Gao Shaoling is backed by the Jinghai family, Huang Yixing, a man who has lost his country, would not refuse a thigh as thick as the Xuankong Temple. Why did he choose him?
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The old monk Ku Jue left without making a sound. Jiang Wang kept walking out of the dining room. Only then did Dugu Xiao notice the movement and came over. He looked in and asked, "Sir, where is the monk?"
"Let's go." Jiang Wang casually ordered: "Don't make any noise about this matter."
The monk from Xuankong Temple appeared in Qingyang Town at this time, with unknown intentions. He did not want to give people any bad interpretation.
Dugu Xiao is even more unstoppable.
After leaving here, Jiang Wang went to find Qianqian.
As the strongest combatant under his command now, he has not had a good chat with Qiang Qian after the assassination of Song Guang.
He became the man of Qingyang Town and Zang Fu, Qi Ting's punisher. He himself had to be good at punishment.
The sky outside is just right, and I'm still lying high.
Even with that sword array, his inner-level combat power is enough for him to live comfortably.
But in the Flying Sword Era, except for the time when fighting the plague, he was either drunk or sleeping soundly all day long, and he was really too unprogressive...
Jiang Wang knocked on the door twice, then pushed the door open and walked in.
With the strength to move forward, even in a deep sleep, he will not ignore such movements.
He just turned over on the bed, turned his back to the outside, and said dissatisfied: "Disturbing dreams in broad daylight!"
Jiang Wang ignored his complaints, found a place to sit down, and said casually: "Today, an old monk from the Xuankong Temple came to the town. He insisted on accepting me as his disciple, whether he wanted me to live or die. He seemed to know you, and said
What kind of Sangmenxing are you?"
The forward complaining stopped.
"Xuankong Temple?" He didn't turn around, but his voice came faintly.