rs and prepared to go to sleep.Uncle Deng, wearing a silk long robe, walked in slowly.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Zhao Ruocheng looked at him, waiting for him to...When the longing for her was lost and then found again, Jiang Wang's desire to fight completely vanished.

No matter how out of sorts the old monk appears, his unfathomable strength is undeniable.

There's no way to tell how big the gap is, let alone close it.

Even if you want to leave, you can't. Staying put all this time is proof enough.

Luckily, this yellow-faced old monk doesn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Jiang Wang sighed: "Master, if you really need an apprentice, there's one in my town. He's a bit of a free spirit, indifferent to life and death, doesn't care about anything... I think he has great potential."

I can only think to myself: move forward, move forward. This master is so powerful, learning from him wouldn't be a shame. What was the peak of the Three Ultimate Swords That's all in the past. It's time to forget about it.

"He won't do." Ku Jue old monk flatly refused: "Who knows when he might die The old monk still relies on his disciples to observe filial piety, there's no way he can accept this ominous star."

Hearing the old monk's words, it seemed he had some understanding of the background of what was happening. But I wonder why he called moving forward "a star of misfortune"... These words are harsh indeed.

But this was not the time to dwell on it. Jiang Wang sighed, "Master, how did I come to your attention"

"It's fate!" Ku Jue gritted his teeth.

Jiang Wang: …

There's no way to change this reason.

"Bitter Taste seemed to know that this wasn't very convincing, and added, 'You protect the people here, bringing peace to one side. This old monk has seen it with his own eyes. With compassion and Bodhi aspiration, you are in harmony with my Buddha!'"

Jiang Wang hurriedly said, "If we're talking about compassion, Yang Guo has a living person who is admired by thousands. It's the Hengyang County pacifier Huang Yi..."

To everyone's surprise, the yellow-faced old monk suddenly flew into a rage: "You wretch! With all these excuses, what is your intention Do you disrespect my Buddha"

This accusation is too heavy, to the extent that Jiang Wang even ignored the deeply empathetic 'disciple of evil,' and hurriedly explained: "There are countless paths in cultivation. Before reaching a dead end, who knows who is right and who is wrong Buddhism is also a prominent trend in the present world, how could this junior dare to underestimate it!"

"Then you look down on my Xuankong Temple" the old monk Ku Jue mumbled.

Wow!

It turns out it's a monk from the Xuankong Temple, the eastern sacred land of Buddhism!

As for this renowned figure in the eastern realm, Jiang Wang had only heard his name but never actually interacted with him.

But why would the Sky-suspended Temple take notice of us

"As for his mouth, he was busy saying, 'The Hanging Temple is renowned throughout the land, and this humble one has always admired it greatly!'"

The yellow-faced old monk's face was even more withered and yellow: "So you think I haven't suffered enough, then"

You're so strong, even if I truly looked down on you, I wouldn't dare say it...

Jiang Wang could only helplessly say: "Master, everyone has their own aspirations!"

He now has the Void Fantasy Realm to deduce martial arts techniques, and he has been awarded a title by the State of Qi. All kinds of martial arts secrets can be obtained through legitimate channels from the State of Qi. He doesn't want to find a master to manage himself, especially since he has never considered becoming a monk by shaving his head.

To be honest, I had never been exposed to Buddhism before. Now that I've practiced it for a while, I'm doing well and haven't fallen behind others. There's no reason why I would suddenly choose a new path.

Alas, the situation is beyond my control.

The old monk with a yellow face just stared at him and said, “That’s right You want to be my disciple, I want to be your master. Each person has their own aspirations.”

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What the heck is this, people have their own aspirations and you can't just explain it away like this!

Not to mention, his ability to make things up out of thin air is unmatched.

There's no way to win, there's no way to escape, and there's no way to explain it clearly.

Jiang Wang had to become serious: "Master, there is no such thing as forcing someone to be your disciple in this world."

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“You're just not willing now, but you will be later. Since you will be willing later, how can it be called 'forcing someone to become your disciple'”

Then let's talk about it later, Master!"

Master Ku Jue had a look on his face as if he'd known all along. He smiled and said, "Look, you're not so resolute about the future anymore. What does that mean Your current resolve is nothing but empty boasts, meaningless! Our master-disciple relationship was ordained by Buddha himself. We can't escape it anyway, so it's better to just accept it sooner rather than later."

Jiang Wang frowned and asked, "In Buddhism, isn't the practice about purifying one's six senses"

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"That's the way it is."

How can I harbor resentment in my heart

“All is emptiness!” said the yellow-faced old monk.

"Can't be empty!"

Jiang Wang said these words with great determination.

Ku Jue couldn't help but sigh, "When will this cycle of revenge end"

Jiang Wang said faintly, "Just kill him. I'm dead anyway."

This monk was rather unreasonable, but he also really didn't want to become a disciple out of the blue. You see, the status of master and disciple is very serious; it's not something that can be decided casually. Both parties bear responsibilities, and in Buddhist terms, they are entangled in cause and effect!

Even if the other party came from renowned temples like Xuankong Temple, even if they had enough strength to teach and protect him.

He had only just met this yellow-faced old monk today, and he didn't know who he was or what his intentions were. How could he possibly be willing to become his disciple!

Jiang Wang said that he had hatred in his heart, but he was just speaking the truth. In fact, he didn't expect to be able to make Ku Jue monk give up at all. He was still thinking of a way to get out of this predicament.

But to his surprise, after hearing his answer, Ku Jue remained silent for a long time.

"Only a sigh remained: 'Foolish child!'"

With a turn and a step, he vanished into thin air.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wang found himself alone.

This monk came out of nowhere and left just as suddenly. It's really baffling.

Jiang Wang pondered for a long time, speculating about the purpose of this yellow-faced old monk.

After much deliberation, I can only come up with one reason—if the Xuankong Temple wants a share of the pie in the Yang domain after the war subsides, then the governor of Rizhao County would be a good way in.

However, his position as pacifier is still being contested. Besides the fact that Gao Shaoling has the backing of the Jinghai Gao clan, Huang Yixing, a man who has lost his country, would hardly refuse such a powerful force as Xuan Kong Temple. So why choose him

The old monk who tasted bitterness left without a sound. Jiang Wang walked out of the dining hall all by himself. Only Dugu Xiaocai noticed the commotion and came over, peering inside: "Master, where is that monk"

"Let's go," Jiang Wang said casually. "Don't spread the word about this."

The monks from Hanging Temple appeared in Qingyang Town at this time, their intentions unclear. He didn't want to give anyone any bad interpretations.

Du Gu Xiao Geng responded to all.

Leaving this place, Jiang Wang went to find Qian Xiang.

As the strongest fighter under his command now, he hadn't had a proper talk with Xiang Qian after the assassination of Song Guang.

He became the man of Qingyang Town, the one who decides rewards and punishments for Qi Ting. He must also be fair in his judgments himself.

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The weather outside was pleasant, but Xiang Qian was still lying in bed.

Although he had that sword formation, his inner mansion realm level strength was enough for him to live comfortably.

But the three masters of flying swords in the glorious era of flying swords, besides that period when they fought against the plague, spent their days either drunk or asleep. They were really not ambitious at all...

Jiang Wang lightly knocked twice, and then counted it as knocking on the door. Afterward, he directly pushed the door open and entered.

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With its forward might, it wouldn't even ignore such commotion while sleeping.

Turning over in bed and facing away, he grumbled, "It's broad daylight! Stop disturbing my sleep!"

Jiang Wang ignored his complaints, found a spot to sit down, and casually said, "Today, an old monk from the Hanging Temple came to town. He was so insistent on taking me as his disciple that he was practically begging! He seems to know you and said that you are a bad omen."

The forward complaints stopped.

"Hanging Temple" He didn't turn around, but his voice echoed softly.

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