Don't ask where people go

Chapter 407 Battle
On the day of the farewell banquet, almost all the aristocratic families in the capital were present, even Master Liaoyuan from Baiye Temple.

Fang Zilan saw Master Yuan from a distance, but felt a little strange, and asked Zhuge Yu quietly to find out that although Persia is not like Dajing, which worships Buddhism as the state religion, there are also many people worshiping Buddha in the territory, so the Persian mission proposed to have a look Master Yuan's demeanor.

Hearing that Fang Zilan sneered, Di Rong's Mi Agu wanted to see her, and the Persian mission wanted to see Master Yuan, they really had their own ghosts.

The farewell banquet started quickly, and the various missions sat on one side. Fang Zilan suddenly noticed that Murong Qing had also come, and sat next to the Persian mission.

While quietly observing in secret, she took the teacup on the desk, took a sip, and forcibly suppressed the doubts in her heart.

After drinking for three rounds, Mi Agu stood up, saluted Li Shengxuan, and asked to fight Fang Zilan.

Fang Zilan didn't pretend to refuse what he had agreed to, and stood up and walked to the center of the hall.

Everyone must surrender their weapons before entering Miyagi, without exception.So Fang Zilan left the plum sword outside, but Mi Agu took his own sword.

Fang Zilan frowned slightly, and the guards who came up with weapons were also embarrassed, "Master Fang..."

"Give it to me." Fang Zilan took the sword from the guard's hand without hesitation, "To fight General Miago, this sword is enough."

She said this with extreme arrogance, and everyone in the hall reacted differently upon hearing it.Dajing smiled knowingly, Di Rong was turning blue, and the Persian mission looked like watching the excitement.

"Master Fang, please enlighten me." Mi Agu rushed towards Fang Zilan, speaking in a stuttering Dajing dialect.

Fang Zilan calmly dodged Mia Gulai's menacing first move, and stabbed out with a backhand sword.The two fought together, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

Relying on her great strength, Miagu's moves were heavy and ruthless, and she was extremely hostile.Fang Zilan avoids the important and ignores the trivial, she is extremely dexterous, and Mi Agu can't get much benefit from her.

It's just...Fang Zilan's eyes have been glued to Mi Agu's knife. This knife has a wide blade and heavy handle. It looks the same, but the pattern on the handle is familiar to her, as if she has seen it somewhere.

She was unsteady, so Mi Agu did a few extra tricks on her hands.He was tall and burly, and he pressed on every step of the way. In a blink of an eye, Fang Zilan had already retreated to the side.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Murong Qing who was a few steps away, and saw that he was still sitting upright, seemingly unaffected at all.

In order not to hurt the innocent, she can no longer retreat, so let's end here.She made up her mind, but she saw Murong Qing smiled slightly, and seemed to say something between his lips.

"Watch out."

Fang Zilan recognized these two characters very quickly, but it was too late.

At the moment of lightning and flint, Miaku turned the handle of the knife, and the blade retreated halfway, revealing the dense hidden weapon hidden inside.

Fang Zilan sucked in a breath of air, but Mi Agu turned the weapon, and the hidden weapon went straight to Master Liao Yuan on the other side!

"Master, be careful!" As soon as Fang Zilan said that, she rushed over like an arrow leaving the string, and blocked Master Yuan.

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, no one saw Fang Zilan's movements clearly, and saw her body flickering, and her whole body resisted most of Miagu's hidden weapons with the momentum of thunder.

All of a sudden there were voices of contention, until Fang Zilan finally remembered where he had seen that pattern.The bow and crossbow made by Master Lu that she gave to Shangguan Min earlier had this pattern on it.

It is actually a weapon made by Master Lu, no wonder there is such an exquisite design.There are so many and dense hidden weapons, even if she can't defeat them all, but if...

She accidentally caught a glimpse of Master Yuan's calm face, and thought of the hideous scar on his right hand.If she can't stop it, Master Liao Yuan can't stop it even more.

Thinking of this, she spat violently, and blocked the last few hidden weapons with her body through gritted teeth, and immediately a blood mist exploded on her shoulders.She half-kneeled on the ground, barely supporting her body with her sword so as not to fall down.

"Lord Fang!" Everyone in the hall exclaimed, and it was Xia Houzhang who was the first to react and shouted, "Guard!"

"Miagu intends to assassinate. Come here, let me take him down!" Li Shengxuan's voice resounded heavily, but before the guards could move, Miagu shouted: "The demon monk will bring disaster to the world, if virtue is not worthy, there must be someone Disaster..."

His Dajing dialect is not fluent, but this sentence seems to have been practiced thousands of times, and he is extremely proficient.But before he could utter the last word, a sword pierced through his right arm and nailed him straight to the pillar of the hall.

Everyone was stunned, only to see Li Shengxuan throwing his sword of the emperor hanging high, cutting off Miagu's words.

"Assassinate important ministers, and confuse the crowd with demonic words." Li Shengxuan said without anger: "Di Rong is envoy, is this the purpose of your trip?"

"I'm wronged, Your Majesty!" Di Rong was kneeling down in the hall, "My Di Rong's department is loyal to Dajing, and the world can learn from it. Who would have thought that Mi Agu would act like this? He...he... It is to provoke the relationship between Da Jing and Di Rong's department, Your Majesty..."

"As the general of Di Rong's army, Mi Agu harbored evil intentions and plotted against him. How can you let me trust Di Rong's troops?" Li Shengxuan interrupted him in a cold voice, "Di Rong's mission is temporarily detained at the post house, and the Ministry of Rites will report to you on my behalf. Di Rong's department sent a letter of state to inquire about the crime."

Wang Quanrui hurriedly stood up to respond, Master Liao Yuan stepped forward to check on Fang Zilan's injury, and said softly: "Master Fang, your injury..."

"I have a sense of proportion, it's just a minor injury." Fang Zilan gritted her teeth and said with pain: "It's fine, Master."

"Amitabha, thank you, Mr. Fang." Master Liao Yuan hadn't finished his sentence when he heard the deputy envoy from the opposite Persian mission get up and say: "Your Majesty, although Mi Agu's behavior was wrong, but his words were good. Your country is here. Master Yuan, is he really an eminent monk, worthy of the position of abbot of Baiye Temple?"

Neither Fang Zilan nor Master Liao Yuan expected the Persian Mission to attack suddenly, they looked over at the same time, but saw that the Persian Mission was shocked, and had been giving the Persian Deputy Mission a wink, telling him not to make trouble at this juncture .

However, the deputy envoy of Persia was indifferent, Li Shengxuan's face sank like water, "It's not up to others to criticize the eminent monks in Dajing."

"Your Majesty's desire to protect one's weaknesses is understandable, but it's really too far-fetched." The Persian deputy envoy showed no fear on his face, and said dismissively: "I met Master Yuan, but that's all, and it's far inferior to our country's Master Nuo'an."

Hearing this, Master Yuan Yuan said in a low voice: "Amitabha, getting an eminent monk is nothing more than a title. Since your envoy cares so much, then what's the harm in honoring Master Nuo'an as an eminent monk?"

He said it lightly, but it made the Deputy Envoy of Persia a little bit impatient, "Even if it's just a title, there is no need for Master Yuan to give way. Master Nuo'an from our country will come soon to discuss Buddhism with Master Yuan. I don't know how dare the master?"

Fang Zilan's expression changed, now it seems that Persia and Di Rong's tribe reached an agreement at some point, and they all came for Master Yuan.

Master Liao Yuan calmly stood up straight, straightened his sleeves slowly, and said with a salute: "Amitabha, reasoning and preaching is what a poor monk should do. If Master Nuoan comes, the poor monk should welcome him .”

What he said was neither humble nor overbearing, but there was an aura of taking it for granted, and his gestures were convincing-if there is really an eminent monk in this world, it must be him.

　Puzzle-solving routine - the battle is just a cover, Master Liaoyuan is the real goal of the Persia and Dijon Division
　　
　
(End of this chapter)