Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 54 Qingweidao’s trump card
"Back then, your Yin Hun Sect harmed the common people and caused endless crimes, which made the people of Songjian Mansion panic. The court was furious when they heard about it, and ordered the Demon Suppression Department to eradicate your Yin Hun Sect. We, at the request of the Demon Suppression Division, planned the original incident. .”

Lehong raised his head and looked at Lao Dao. Lao Dao looked at him for a moment without fear before Le Hong lowered his head.

After a few breaths, he raised his head and said, "So, is this all a coincidence?"

"Whether you believe it or not, fellow Daoist, the original suppression of your Yinhun Sect did come from the mouth of the imperial court." The old Taoist said calmly.

"What about the Infant Spirit Pill I refined? Could it be that it disappeared out of thin air?"

"This······"

The old Taoist pondered for a long time and shook his head helplessly: "Fellow Taoist should probably go to Tianluo Temple for this matter. Tianluo Temple may know all this."

Tenra Temple?
Lehong looked startled, his eyes full of complex colors.

To be honest, the only person in Songjian Mansion that he could see was Tianluo Temple. Perhaps it should be said that he was the previous Buddhist disciple of Tianluo Temple.

That guy, who was at the peak of the Mysterious Pill Realm, could even fight with him. This was the only time since he established himself in Songjian Mansion. Although his mana was greatly reduced due to refining the Infant Spirit Pill, the fight was really hearty.

Therefore, he did not want to believe that this matter had something to do with Tianluo Temple, but now it seemed that he had to go to Chiquan Mountain.

Haha, the leader of the Buddhist sect in Songjian Mansion is actually doing the same thing.

He picked up the tea cup, drank the tea in one gulp, and then stood up.

"Although this incident was an accident, the destruction of our Yinhun Sect was ultimately your fault, and this debt should be repaid."

A shocking trend emerged from Lehong's body, and his deep eyes looked at the old man of Qingweidao.

"You are not my opponent."

The old Taoist looked at Le Hong with a calm expression: "It has been many years, can't you, fellow Taoist, let it go?"

"I can do it, but my dead members of the Yinhun Sect don't allow it."

Hearing this, the old Taoist shook his head and smiled: "Do you know the origin of my Qingwei Dao?"

"What do you want to say?" Lehong frowned.

"Since my fellow Taoist knows this, he should know the truth. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Not to mention that once you introduce the True Lord of Zi Mansion, you will become a god. I have eight percent confidence in keeping him in our Cuiwei Mountain."

Lehong narrowed his eyes and looked at the confident old man with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but fall into silence.

After a few breaths, he nodded.

"I am very curious about how confident you are that you can retain the great cultivator of Transformation God."

"Do you want to meet me, fellow Taoist?"

Lehong shook his head: "I still want to go to Chiquan Mountain, there is no need."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the old Taoist's face: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for showing mercy."

"You don't have to be so hypocritical. If you could, you wouldn't be able to leave a single person alive in Cuiwei Mountain today."

Lehong glanced at the old Taoist, walked straight out of the Taoist palace, and then led the two of them into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Watching Le Hong leave, the old Taoist still sat on the chair for a long time without getting up, and the clothes behind him were soaked with sweat.

As for what he said, no one knows how much is true and how much is false.

saved!
The Taoists in the Taoist Palace breathed a long sigh of relief, and then bowed to the old Taoist at the head.

"Let's go."

"Senior, what if the Yinhun Sect comes back to kill us again?"

The headmasters and elders of Jingming Dao and Cang Yu Sect both looked at Lao Dao worriedly.

The old Taoist waved his hand: "Don't worry, the Yinhun Sect will not take action against you again."

After hearing this, the two sects left with peace of mind.

in the sky,

Chen Huaien looked back at Cuiwei Mountain.

"Sir, how much can you believe Qingweidao's words?"

Lehong: "Ten percent."

"So Qingweidao really has a trump card?"

"I don't know if I have any trump cards, but I don't dare to bet. If I don't dare to bet, it means [-]%."

"That old guy is just convinced that I don't dare to gamble." Lehong couldn't help but smile.Since he left Cuiwei Mountain, it no longer matters whether Qingweidao has a trump card. What matters is what kind of explanation Tianluo Temple will give him.

Le Hong looked at the sky calmly.

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Chiquan Mountain,
There is an endless stream of pilgrims in the foot temple, the incense is filling the air, and the sound of people is buzzing.

A middle-aged man in brocade robes and a pregnant woman wanted to go up the mountain, but were stopped by the monks.

"Donor, the mountain temple is not accepting guests today. If the benefactor wants to offer incense, he should go to the foot temple."

"No guests?"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled: "Little master, why is this?"

"The young monk doesn't know, but it was the order given by the abbot himself."

"Master, can you be accommodating? I just want to take my wife up the mountain to fulfill my wish."

The middle-aged man looked at the lady beside him, with a hint of affection on his face.

He is middle-aged and has no heirs, which is considered unfilial. He has earned a lot of wealth through business all his life, but he can do nothing about it. He accidentally heard that the master of Tianluo Temple has great supernatural powers, so he took a chance to When he came down the mountain, he never expected that his wife would become pregnant a month after he came down the mountain.

Thinking of Tianluo Temple, I couldn't help but want to come back to fulfill my wish.

Pu Yan shook his head: "Without the abbot's order, it would be difficult for the young monk to let the benefactor go up the mountain. Please forgive me."

A flash of disappointment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes: "In that case, I won't embarrass the young master anymore."

After taking a look at the mountain steps hidden in the clouds and mist, he turned around and took his wife into the foot temple.

Now that you're here, naturally you can't make a trip in vain.

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As the clouds and mist enter the mountains,

There are fewer pilgrims in the mountain temple, and there is more Zen feeling.
It is not morning class at the moment, but the sound of chanting in the Zen courtyard is endless.

Three figures fell down, and the singing of sutras stagnated.
The leading old monk sighed and got up slowly.

Then the old monks around him tried to get up, but were pushed down by the old monk who raised his head.

"You should recite sutras in the Zen monastery. This matter happened because of the old monk, and he should be the one to repay it."

"Brother!"

A flash of worry flashed across the brows of Zhiran and other eminent monks.

"There should be some understanding."

With that said, he walked out of the monastery.

After the clouds fell, Lehong looked at the mountain temple hidden in the clouds and mist, and did not move for a long time.

After a long time, he shook his head with a wry smile.

Tianluo Temple, the first Buddhist temple in Songjian Mansion, is indeed extraordinary.

Not long after, an old monk wearing monk's robes walked out along the mountain path.

"The old monk has met three donors."

"It was rumored that Abbot Zhishan of Tianluo Temple was halfway to the Purple Mansion Realm. Now it seems that it is all just rumors." Lehong said sarcastically with a calm face.

Faced with Lehong's sarcasm, the old monk didn't take it seriously and instead smiled lightly.

"The scenery of Chiquan Mountain is very good. Can the donor please follow the old monk for a walk?"

"Right on my mind."

"You will wait here."

After saying that, he followed the old monk and walked along the mountain road.

"You should know why I'm here."

"The old monk knows."

"I want to know what happened in the first place."

"Donor, don't worry. Since the old monk can meet the benefactor, he wants to talk to the benefactor."

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(End of this chapter)