Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 236 Find the Difference
"Please tell the prince, the layman, this matter must give a result, this is what our abbot means."

When Wu Chong came over, the monk of Daming Temple was negotiating with someone.

On the side of the palace, a goatee wearing a blue dress was negotiating with the people on both sides, and the people from Jinghai Academy next to him seemed to have finished talking.

"Master Abbot's meaning, I will definitely tell the prince. It's just that there must be some misunderstanding in this matter. Our Jinghai Palace has always stood on the same front as Daming Temple. When our little prince was born, Master Abbot came to bless him. No. In my opinion, this matter must have been done by a lunatic from the Rage God Sect pretending to be the young prince, in order to destroy the friendship between our palace and Daming Temple." Those who can be pushed out by the palace must be the best at doing this kind of thing.

In a few words, the responsibility was completely pushed away, and the shit basin was pinned to the Rage God Sect by the way.

Anyway, the Rage God Sect often does this kind of dirty work.

This is what the Zhenwu Sect did when they attacked Qihuang before.At that time, it was said that the old heavenly masters had joined the Rage God Sect, what happened?
So this routine.

They are all cooked.

Like the Emperor's New Clothes, everyone knows about it but no one debunks it.This is also the best strategy to maintain the balance of expression. The monk sent by Daming Temple obviously understood this truth, and he just nodded in agreement, but did not express his opinion.

"As for the loss of Daming Temple and Jinghai Academy this time, we are here with the palace."

The goatee scribe was talking when a foot suddenly kicked out from the side.With one kick, he was kicked flying out and crashed into the flower bed behind.

It took a long time before he came back to his senses and the goatee leaned on the wall to stand up.

'Wow' spat out a mouthful of blood.

I forgot what I was going to say later, and now the goatee just feels like he was hit by a bison, with several bones broken.The inside of his head was muddled, and it was only at this time that he saw that a group of people from the Zhenwu Sect had also arrived.

The person who kicked him just now is the current Tsing Yi landlord.

The most wanted criminal set by Emperor Qihuang.

"I don't care how the two of them count, but this time we Zhenwu Sect, you must give an explanation, otherwise we will go to war!"

Wu Chong, who had finished kicking, was refreshed.

Although he didn't kick to the door, it was the same for kicking a person. Looking at the goatee's attire, he should still have some status in the palace.The strength is also good, and he didn't die on the spot after receiving his kick.

"you!!"

It took Goatee a long time to catch his breath, looking at the domineering Wu Chong, he wished he could rush up and hack him to death.

It's just that when he came out this time, King Jinghai specifically explained it.

No matter what the price is, this matter must be calmed down, and it must not have any impact on the palace.Fighting and calculating in secret is a secret thing. On the surface, their Jinghai Palace must be on the side of the three major sects.

"The one in the black armor over there, go get me a glass of water."

Wu Chong recognized the Heijia Dutong over there.

It was this guy who kicked the gate of his backyard last time.

"I'm not a negotiator." Hei Jiadu responded blankly.

Last time, what the little prince told me was not done properly, it was already a loss of points.I still don't know how the little prince will deal with him later, thinking that the black Jiadutong here will be annoyed for a while, so I don't even have the mood to talk to Wu Chong.

"Not down? Let's go to war."

Wu Chong waved his sleeves, turned around and was about to leave.

Ma Runan and the others he brought over looked only to him, and when they saw him turn around, they all followed him as if they were about to leave.

With their attitude, the people from Daming Temple and Jinghai Academy next to them were stunned.

Does this new landlord in Tsing Yi know the rules?
The undercurrent is surging, and the surface is peaceful.

This is the core of their class struggle.Everyone was talking about it like this, why did a person who flipped the table appear.

"and many more!"

Goatee suppressed his anger and the injury that Wu Chong kicked just now, and said to Hei Jiadutong.

"Go pour water!"

Hei Jia had the same angry face, but after seeing the goatee's expression, he suppressed his anger and poured Wu a glass of water.After pouring the water, Hei Jia left without looking back. He couldn't stay here any longer, and he didn't know how he would be embarrassed if he stayed here.

"I don't know what the landlord wants to talk about? This matter must have nothing to do with our palace."

The goatee has an impassive expression.

If it wasn't for King Jinghai's order, he would have left in a huff.

"My Senior Brother Ding broke an arm."

Wu Chong took a sip of water, walked carelessly to the recliner with the goatee and sat down.

He came here to embarrass Prince Jinghai's mansion, with the residual prestige displayed by the elder sister, it would be too wasteful if he didn't make good use of it.In many cases, what you get in exchange for giving in and talking is not necessarily respect, and it may also be considered weak by the other party.

"Old Ding is single and has no wife. Now that his right hand is broken, it's like losing his wife."

Wu Chong was full of nonsense.

But the consciousness spread out quietly.

His spiritual consciousness is different from that of warriors in this world, and it is difficult for those who have not fought against him to detect his detection.

"Father, just let those people outside make trouble?"

"They're here to find fault."

The inner courtyard of the palace.

The little prince Yang Tianluo felt a little irritable when he heard the noise outside.

He also had some injuries. He also suffered some injuries in the eight heavenly human-level confrontation, but fortunately, he was protected by others, so the injuries were not serious.

"No regrets, win or lose must be recognized."

Jinghai Wang sat quietly in front of the wooden table, with a piece of plain white rice paper spread out on it.

He paused there with the brush in his hand, and the ink was condensed on the tip of the brush, as if it would drip at any moment.

"You didn't do it well this time."

King Jinghai began to write, and the ink was stained on the rice paper, marking out the pattern of plum blossom piles.

"It's all due to that crazy woman from Zhenwu Sect!"

Recalling the previous experience, a trace of hatred flashed in Yang Tianluo's eyes.

The previous plan was originally very smooth. If the plan went well, the heavenly beings of the three major sects here would also be killed by them.But no one thought that Su Daoyu was actually sent by Zhenwu Sect.

All their plans were smashed to pieces in front of Su Daoyu's absolute strength.

The master of the Wusheng altar who had originally negotiated cooperation turned his face on the spot. Not only did he not besiege the three major sects with them, but he also took advantage of the chaos to attack one of their heavenly beings in the palace, resulting in the complete failure of the plan.

Now killing some insignificant primordial spirit realms has put the matter on the table instead.

"If you lose, you lose. It is impossible for a perfect plan to fail. This time I have taught you a lesson."

King Jinghai didn't look at Yang Tianluo, he knew his son's character well.

"Go down and think about it carefully. When will you figure it out? When will you be able to go out."

"Yes."

Yang Tianluo responded unwillingly, turned and left the study.

(End of this chapter)