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Chapter 51 The Dharma King Wants to Enter Mongolia

Changzhou, in the corner of a restaurant.

Jiang Chi looked at the man with a bitter look on his face, who was being made things difficult for because he was dissatisfied with him, and said angrily: "He deserves it!"

If this man hadn't insisted on pestering him, why would the restaurant owner have made things difficult for him?

"Brother Jiang, you have killed so many people, and these merchants still respect you. It's really..."

Huang Rong didn't even know what words to use to describe Jiang Que. He had killed thousands of people and yet he was a benevolent person. If it were another person, he would have already become a famous demon in the world.

"What an evil and twisted way!" Jiang Chi shook his head and smiled without caring: "People in the world have long spread this idea. This time I killed ten families of thieves, a total of two to three thousand people. They will definitely be killed.

They call them treacherous and evil people, but it doesn't matter, as long as I do things with a clear conscience, if they dare to mess with me, I will kill them."

What he wants is to have a clear conscience and be free and unrestrained, so he doesn't care what others think. His perfect cultivation the day after tomorrow is his greatest confidence.

"Brother Jiang, you are not a demon. In my opinion, you are the most perfect person in the world." Huang Rong smiled happily.

"Yeah?"

Even though he knew that he was not perfect, he would get angry and get angry, but he still said shamelessly: "That's good, Ronger, you won't dislike me in the future, hahaha!"

In the end, Huang Rong was embarrassed. Fortunately, no one saw her in the corner of the restaurant, otherwise it would have caused another panic.

Xiangyang, Yuelai Inn.

A group of people whose bodies were stained with dirt and dirt suddenly appeared. One of them said with a gloomy face: "There are more than a hundred people from Central Earth here, but after more than a month, only three or five of us are left."

I lost a bit miserably this time.

"His Majesty, do you have any concerns?"

At the table, an old monk was silent for a long time before asking: "We have suffered heavy losses on this trip. How should we explain it to the living Buddha? Alas!"

It’s a tangled matter!

Vajra Dharma King also shook his head and became upset, "The relic was nowhere to be found, but it caused a lot of trouble. If you hadn't arrived at the critical moment, I might not have been able to get out. I'm already confused. Where is the Living Buddha?

You can explain it yourself!"

"Dharma King, you..."

The few Buddhist monks who were lucky enough to survive frowned. The Dharma King didn't care about this at this critical moment, so how could they make a decision? If they were to be reborn as living Buddhists back home, wouldn't it be a loss to their grandma's family?

Vajra Dharma King wolfed down a few mouthfuls of food, and then said casually: "Tell the living Buddha the truth. With the power of you and me, we can't hide it from the living Buddha. If he wants to know, he can know it. Fortunately, we only lost a few people. If it is with gold,

If people's territories are close to each other, I'm afraid they will suffer disasters from their weapons!"

It is good for Tantric Buddhism to be near Tibet.

The old monk next to him twitched his lips and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Dharma King, those who lost this time are all the elites of our tantric sect. I'm afraid I will be punished by the living Buddha when I get back."

Everyone is afraid of bearing the consequences. Now that the Dharma King is the biggest, they want Vajra Dharma King to take responsibility. Only by sharing the responsibility can everyone survive. Otherwise, no one can withstand the anger of the living Buddha.

In the end, Vajra Dharma King had no choice but to nod his head and sighed: "Well, this happened because of me. I originally wanted to seize the relics of the Lord to enhance the reputation of my Tantric Sect. Now it seems that the battle in Dadu a month ago completely destroyed the Tantric Sect's prestige.

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He didn't know how many other Jianghu sects were left, but in the end, only nine people survived that night when they visited the palace, and they were all seriously injured. However, the Jin people also lost countless Jin soldiers, but there is no statistics.

"Elders, everything is over. The whereabouts of the relics are unknown. The martial arts sects and Jin people in the world have suffered heavy losses. Let's just give it up!" Now Vajra Dharma King no longer wants to find any relics. As long as he has the resources to practice, he is confident enough to break through the innate

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The remaining four old monks were slightly startled. They didn't expect King Vajra to give up like this. They couldn't help but secretly felt that it was a pity. "His Majesty, why don't we search carefully in China, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, King Kong interrupted him and glanced coldly, "If you are still concerned about the relics, you can go find them on your own. Naturally, I will not interfere in the slightest!"

Is the relic important or itself important?

Ever since he escaped from Dadu, King Kong has been secretly asking himself: If there are no relics, can he break into the innate world by sacrificing his body to seek the Tao?

The answer he gave himself was: Yes!

With the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill unique to Tantric Buddhism, one can already access the innate realm. All it takes is the power of water grinding and an opportunity to realize the Tao, and one can break into the innate realm and become peerless.

Thinking of this, King Kong glanced coldly at the old monks at the table, and said quietly: "The trip to China is over. You can decide for yourself whether you want to go back to the Tantric Sect or stay in China. I have other things to do.

I won’t accompany you anymore, I will send a letter to the living Buddha to explain clearly!”

After saying that, he planned to say goodbye to the remaining four old monks and leave alone, which could be regarded as a kind of practice.

"His Holiness, I wonder where you are going?"

An old monk asked out of curiosity that if he could be together with Vajra, there might be a chance that the Dharma King would find the relics behind his back.

King Kong didn't think much about it, and just said casually: "Go where you want to go!"

Forehead!

Those old monks almost died of anger after hearing this. They made it clear that they didn't want to say it directly.

After eating and drinking, King Kong stood up slowly and said, "You also have acquired perfect cultivation, so there is no need for anyone to worry about your safety. I'll go and take care of myself!"

By the time the old monks came to their senses, King Kong had already withdrawn and left, leaving only a black shadow in their eyes, which made the group of old monks who wanted the relics ponder.

Suddenly, an old monk shouted with a dark face: "No, he hasn't paid yet, and we don't have any money, so..."

Another old monk also glared and said, "I was tricked by the Dharma King before we parted!"

King Kong is not blind and aimless, but has already thought of a way. "Previously on the grassland, Temujin Khan sent someone to invite me to serve as the Mongolian national advisor. I happened to be setting off from Xiangyang, so it doesn't hurt to go to the grassland to have a look."

Regardless of whether he wants to be a Mongolian national advisor, he will first travel there.

King Kong is the Dharma King of Tantric Buddhism, second only to the Living Buddha. After hearing about his deportation from Dadu, his mind changed drastically, and he wanted to come to the grassland to have a look. Temujin was very happy after seeing the information, "If we can bring Tantric Buddhism to the grassland,

On this chariot, it would not be difficult to get Tubo to join forces to destroy the Song Dynasty!

As for the remnant Liao Dynasty, the country has been destroyed and the people have perished, so why bother?

As for the Jin people, even though they are poor and weak now, they cannot stop the charge of my Mongolian cavalry, and they will be completely destroyed in a few years!"

The high priest walked in, bowed to Temujin, and said respectfully: "Congratulations to the Great Khan, we will have new help. Once the national master returns to his position, we can plan to destroy the gold first and then go south to the hinterland of Middle-earth!"

Temujin nodded, laughed and said, "That's it. The opportunity has arrived for the rise of the grassland."

He even saw the Jin people being beaten back to the bitter cold wild boar forest in Liaodong, living a semi-primitive life like Wanyan Aguda, and he seemed to see the scene of leading troops south to raid the Song Dynasty and raising them.

The confusion in his eyes flashed away, and Temujin murmured after a long time: "Going south to herd horses will become a reality!"

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