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Chapter 1181 You Shouldn't Come

Zeng Yunfeng shook his head, "Monk, you shouldn't have come!"

"Monk, others don't know you, but I know you. Back then when I followed the Karmapa to practice, you were the only one among the few disciples who escaped and entered the secular life, but in the end you were beheaded by Kublai Khan, but I have seen you until today. I know you, Sanger, are not dead."

The monk in the red and yellow robe clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the future and the past are like dust and smoke, and I never thought that anyone in the world would remember them."

"Xue Chanhan has a Buddha in his heart, go to my mortal body, and allow me to walk in this world for a while, so that I can realize the true meaning of my Buddha."

"Hahaha!" Zeng Yunfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, "Fuck your mother, you monk has not exhausted your six faculties, I am afraid that it will be difficult for you to take refuge in the Three Jewels in this lifetime, but it is beautiful to think about the true meaning of Buddha."

"Great monk, don't you really think that when the world is in turmoil, no one will know how many evil things you have done?"

"The reason why Kublai Khan beheaded you at the beginning had a lot to do with the land of the Jianghuai River. Ask yourself if your Buddha's heart is still there. Now you are still talking hotly here. I thought that the one who came today should be the outstanding Dharma king. Disciple, I didn't expect it to be someone like you. It really disappoints me."

What Zeng Yunfeng said was sonorous and full of anger. To be honest, what he wanted to wait for was Phagsiba, an outstanding disciple of the Karmapa, and at least an excellent successor, not such a sneaky, sly, He said that he yearned for Buddhism, but in fact he was a prime minister of the Yuan Dynasty who buried himself in hatred, desire, and conspiracy.

The monk on the roof was under the dark night sky, no one could see his face, but the generals around him were talking about it.

"What! This monk is Sanger?"

"Hasn't Sanger been dead for a long time?"

"Yeah, wasn't he beheaded by Kublai Khan? Why is he still here today?"

"Sanger is still alive? So how many years have he lived! Probably not much younger than Zhang Zhenren!"

"Master Ying, why bother to talk so eloquently? The poor monk is here to use the vajra method to remove a demon in the world and restore peace and tranquility in the world. How about going upstairs to explain it if it's useless?"

"The helmsman, don't go up, this monk is insidious and cunning, the most treacherous, don't fall for his tricks." Ma Rong who was next to him immediately replied.

Qin Lu also answered: "Yes, Master Rudder, this monk must have a way to ambush here, we must not follow his way!"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the scene in front of him, and knew that he had to do it himself today.

Zhang Sanfeng said, but he didn't come yet, maybe he was delayed on the way, and the person who came was not the one Ying Wugou expected, so the tension in his heart was not so tight.

Zeng Yunfeng took off his cloak and handed it to Zhu'er beside him. The black armor on his body rattled as he walked.

Holding the sword in his hand, Zeng Yunfeng stepped up to the tower of Wu'an City step by step. He didn't choose to jump up to catch everyone's attention, because it was unnecessary.

As Zeng Yunfeng stepped up the tower step by step, the four star stickers around him began to entwine and fly around each other. Everyone watched the blue star iron token start to rotate with the wind around them, and couldn't help but hold their breath.

And this monk also had an ugly expression on his face. He had already overestimated Ying Wugou when he came, but now he can't do it with Ying Wugou's ability to control the void.

The moment he walked up to the top of the tower, Zeng Yunfeng tapped his right foot lightly on the ground and jumped onto the wall, then pushed lightly on the wall with his left foot, and jumped up to the roof of the tower.

It wasn't until Zeng Yunfeng walked in front of him that he realized that this was a bronze-skinned monk with a thin complexion but a tall figure with prominent cheekbones. His eye sockets were sunken and his wings protruded, which indeed showed his deep inner strength.

Zeng Yunfeng put the sword across his chest, and said slowly: "Monk, I think it is not easy for you to cultivate, if you leave today, I may let you live!"

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Leader Ying, please do it!" the monk said lightly.

Zeng Yunfeng stared closely at the monk's eyes, but he seemed to see a deep pool of water, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Okay, I will do as you wish!", and casually glanced at the distance as he spoke.

"The name of this sword is Feiran, and it was made from the materials of the Holy Fire Order of the Ming Cult. Letting you die under this sword today will not disgrace your master's reputation. Today is also the first time it has used it, so you should feel relieved! "

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the two people standing on the top of the wall in the distance, and shook his head, "If you hit them, hit them, how can there be so many words!"

Song Yuanqiao stood aside, "Master, why are we?"

Zhang Sanfeng stopped his words and said: "Actually, I came to Wu'an City to fight this so-called disciple of the Great Treasure King, but this person is not what I had in mind."

"On the contrary, I feel that Ying Wugou has a kind of eagerness to fight. It may not be directed at Sanger, but at me."

"Ying Wugou actually treated Master."

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand again, "Don't make a fuss, this battle is rare for ordinary people, you brothers and sisters should think about it carefully, Ying Wugou's martial arts are profound, I don't know where he got his strange martial arts."

"The fragments of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon can be practiced by him unexpectedly. It's not easy. I still haven't found out where his master came from."

"All these old guys in the rivers and lakes are avoiding him. He wants to find them, but these old guys don't want to die."

"They are greedy for the prosperity of the world, and they will do anything to seek longevity. But Ying Wugou has a lot of strange things in his hands, but no one dares to come to him. It's so strange!"

"Master, Ying Wugou is extremely murderous. In the battle of Wu'an City, [-] defenders were wiped out by him. I'm afraid no one wants to stroke his beard." Song Yuanqiao shook his head.

"Half right, Ruyang Wang Chahan wanted to plot against Ying Wugou, and Ying Wugou also wanted to plot against him, but it's hard to say who was plotted by whom!"

"Today's battle, it is obvious that one side no longer wants to play, and the capital in the hands of King Ruyang is getting less and less, presumably"

On the other side, Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji were standing together, but they were quite far away from Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhao Min said softly: "So he is Sanger!"

"Sangger! Who is he!" Zhang Wuji looked at Zhao Min.

"Sang Ge came to the Central Plains with the Karmapa Phagpa. Phagpa is a saint in Tibetan Buddhism. He had an attendant named Sange at that time. Later, it is said that an attendant of the Karmapa entered the court as an official. He also became the prime minister of Xue Chanhan, but because of a series of incidents, he was beheaded in the end, but he did not expect that he survived at that time, and became an enshrinement of the court."

Zhao Min suddenly laughed again, but that's right, only those who disappeared into the world can become the power that the royal family can rely on, unknown to others, or even ambushed in secret.

Sanger probably was grateful for Xue Chanhan's life-saving grace, and has been serving in the palace, but he didn't expect this service to last for nearly a hundred years.

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