"Sir, but we don't have enough chips?" Du Zhen frowned. According to what he thought, Jiang Qian would most likely agree to this trip, but he never expected that it would end up like this.
Jiang Qian shook his head and sneered, "No, this is not a matter of chips!"
By being a neutral person, you may still have the opportunity to benefit both sides, but if you side with one side, that is not necessarily the case. This grudge between Shaolin and the world's Jianghu people is not a grudge against him, so there is no need to get involved -
Even if Shaolin promises a Buddha statue.
Shaolin is also willing to give up the Buddha's throne that condenses incense and luck, but it's a pity that Jiang Chi doesn't want it.
Finally, he said with an indifferent expression: "Okay, monk, please go back. What's going on between you is between you, and I won't get involved."
Before Monk Duzhen could react, he pushed the person out, closed the door and thought about it carefully without feeling disappointed, "Shaolin has his own plans, but unfortunately I don't want the Buddha's seat either."
He can break through the Xiantian realm on his own, so there is no need.
Du Zhen wanted to use him as a spearman to fight against the gangsters in the town, so as to reduce the pressure on Shaolin and achieve the purpose of reopening the gate.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was another knock on the door, "Don't you still want to leave? Unfortunately, I won't change my mind."
Jiang Que opened the door and was about to say a word or two when he saw the gray-haired Hong Qigong appearing in front of him, "Qigong, why are you here?"
At this point, according to modern time, it is already more than ten o'clock. If everyone comes to him, can they still teach him the skills?
"Boy Jiang, aren't you going to invite us in to sit down?" Hong Qigong smiled slightly and started teasing Jiang Qian.
"Qi Gong, please!"
Jiang Que smiled bitterly and quickly invited Hong Qi Gong next to him, "It's so late, Qi Gong, what can you do?"
By the way, he looked behind Qi Gong. Several guys dressed as Taoist priests looked very low-key, the kind that wouldn't cause splashes in the crowd. If he hadn't followed Hong Qi Gong in, he wouldn't have noticed.
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"Come, let me introduce you to some friends!" Hong Qigong said, then pointed to several Taoist priests next to him, and said: "They all come from Longhu Mountain Tianshi Sect, Zhengyi Sect, and Taiping Taoism.
The Taoist sect, I came here this time to get to know you, the famous Imperial City Secretary Tiju."
Hearing this, Jiang Que was stunned, "This is interesting, I'm just a small official, I don't need to recruit the masses like this, right?"
Zhengyi, Longhu, these are the pillars of the Taoist sect, not to mention the Taiping Sect, which has been passed down since the Eastern Han Dynasty. They are all big sects that spread the word to the world. Even the officials have to think highly of this kind of existence, so how can they do it?
I admire him.
Shaking his head secretly, "It seems that their intentions are not so pure. They dragged Qi Gong here, so they must have big intentions."
He finally understood that these people never paid attention to him.
However, Hong Qigong still had to deal with it, so he said calmly: "Qigong, please have a cup of tea first, don't be in a hurry."
In fact, he was like a mirror in his mind, these people came here not to drink, but these people didn't say anything and he didn't say much else, he just entertained them.
After the last three rounds of tea, Jiang Chi still talked about whether he had something or not. He didn't say anything if others didn't. It felt awkward for a while.
Hong Qigong couldn't help but blush, and suddenly said: "Boy Jiang, you also know that whether it is the Zhengyi Sect or the Longhushan Tianshi Sect, they actually need to spread the word to the world, and their desire for incense and luck is more extravagant than anyone else's.
Not to mention that there has always been a confrontation between Taoism and Buddhism these years, so I want to use your power to help suppress the Shaolin Temple!"
After he finished speaking, several old Taoist priests next to him looked at Jiang Qian and continued to add: "Master Jiang, don't worry, we will never let you do it in vain. If you have any conditions, just ask for it!"
These Taoist priests are very casual and always give some benefit to others when they ask for help. They understand this truth better than anyone else.
Jiang Chi suddenly smiled and said: "Well, I want all the Taoist collections of each Taoist family in your Taoist sect, including scriptures and classics, as well as the exercises you have practiced, and some inherited things. If you give them to me, I will help you!
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After all, if he was asked to suppress Shaolin, this would not be a good thing.
Originally, according to Jiang Chi's plan, he refused directly, but suddenly he thought that since Buddhism has a Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there should also be some unknown secret scriptures in the major sects of Taoism. If these secret scriptures can be integrated, maybe it will be possible.
Let the ninth-level Taoist power reach a higher level.
But his condition really shocked the old Taoist priests brought by Hong Qigong. One of them laughed and said: "Master Jiang, are you joking? This joke is not funny at all. You should know everything in the sect."
What does the secret code and inheritance mean?"
Even the inheritance has been lost, and they are no longer them. It is not even worthwhile to pay such a heavy price for Shaolin. How can we just hand over the things that our ancestors have accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years?
This is absolutely impossible!
The other person could also smile and said: "Master Jiang's appetite is really big enough. Pindao can actually give you some martial arts secrets and elixirs made from medicinal materials. As for the Taoist secrets, forget it."
If even the secret treasures were gone, Taoism would no longer be Taoism.
As the middleman, Hong Qigong was very embarrassed and said quickly: "Everyone, things are easy to discuss, why should we make it so tense? We..."
When he wanted to say something else, he was interrupted by Jiang Chi, "Okay Qi Gong, you brought me here. If you want me to help, I agreed. You know, Shaolin came to me before and didn't agree.
This time I made a condition but you were unwilling, so you can’t blame me.”
Just now he said he could put forward the conditions casually, but then he regretted it after he put forward the conditions. What kind of thing is this?
He shook his head secretly, it didn't matter to him.
At this time, one of the old Taoist priests sarcastically said: "Master Jiang, you are probably going to kill all our Taoist families as if they were taken advantage of, but it's a pity that we are not."
Jiang Que showed a cold look on his face, and then said calmly: "I just put forward my conditions. As for whether you want to accept it or not, that is the choice of each of your Taoist sects. I also know that you were valued by the officials decades ago, so what?
The Shenxiao Sect still looks very impressive, but that was decades ago, not now."
It doesn't matter if you want it or not, anyway, after Shaolin reopens its gates, the first one to be affected is the Taoist sect, the various sects in the world, not the Imperial City Division.
"Jiang Que, you..."
Those old Taoists were furious, and their expressions soon became ugly. Based on the news they got - if the Taoist sect did not get help, it would be difficult to suppress Shaolin, and this time the gains would outweigh the losses.
"Even if it is for the sake of justice in the world, you will..."
Before the man could finish speaking, Jiang Que interrupted coldly, "Shut up, justice in the world is nothing, and you can't argue with it!"