Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 212 Going to Jinshan Temple
Chen Rulei lowered his head in disbelief, and found a snow-like long sword, which has changed his heart!
"Don't bully the melon eaters, bastard." Jiang Han pushed Chen Rulei's dead body away.

The silver medal in the distance didn't react for a long time, and the mouths of the surrounding men all formed an "O".

"Young master, may I ask where you are from?" Yin Pai stepped forward and said.

At this time, Shuang Luan blocked the silver medal, and both women put their hands on the hilts of their swords.

Hongluan said: "If it wasn't for my young master's ability, if something happened to Chen Rulei's surprise attack, would you be able to bear the responsibility?"

Silver medal clasped his fists together: "It was our negligence just now, but according to the procedures of our Zhenfu Division, we have to bring you back to the Zhenfu Division to ask a question."

"Qingluan Hongluan, step aside first, and let the brothers come over and have a melon together." Jiang Han squatted on the rock again and said.

Yin Pai laughed, and told the brothers behind him to put away their weapons. He picked up a piece of watermelon, but when he saw Jiang Han's clothes, he immediately said, "Young master is Changle Palace..."

"Now that you know, why ask again, brother, the saber just now is not bad, the saber is strong and powerful, with twists and turns, and also has a softness." Jiang Han praised without hesitation.

The silver medal clasped his fists: "Dai Xiahu, the head of a hundred households, Dai Xiahu, the silver medal Yanwuwei in Fusi, Xiazhen."

"Catch shrimp? Good name... No wonder the sword is so fast." Jiang Han Jiang said, "Recently, I see Yanwuwei on the street. Is it a big deal for mages? Is it about assassins a while ago? "

"The assassin has already been executed. Our Lord Lu Binglu personally shot him. He is a strong man at the level of a grand master. Currently, the treasures of the previous dynasty in Tianquan City are rumored in the world. You know... people in the world are nothing more than interested in money and martial arts , and in the treasures of the previous dynasty, it is said that there are some lost exercises." Said Xiahu.

Jiang Han chatted with the shrimp catcher for a while before leaving.

Several bronze medalist Yan Wuwei were puzzled and came up and said, "Master, don't we take him back to the Zhen Fusi?"

The catcher gave him a brainstorm: "Stupid, this is the son of the eldest princess and Jiang Nantian, the lord of the Demon Sect. Otherwise, who do you think is qualified for the eldest princess to protect the two beloved personal maids?"

The bronze medal suddenly realized.

And the fisherman smacked his lips and said, "Chen Rulei was the result of one sword strike. I'm afraid no one in the entire Zhenfu Division can do this... Let's go back and report to Master Lu."

"Yes!"

A few bronze medals got on the horse and followed the shrimp catcher away.

And Jiang Han and the others had already arrived at the foot of Jinshan Temple, and the mountain road had nine twists and eighteen bends, heading up the mountain.

On both sides of the mountain road, every time you pass a section of the road, there will be a Buddha statue, and the incense burner is lit in front of the Buddha statue.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a bell ringing on the mountain, and a young monk quickly walked down the steps and came to the foot of the mountain: "Your Highness, the abbot invites you to go up."

Jiang Han nodded: "Little master, please lead the way."

Qingluan and Hongluan looked at each other and followed closely behind, but they were female relatives after all, so they stopped when they reached the Daxiong Palace on the top of the mountain, and the female relatives of other halls could not pass.

Seeing Jiang Han being brought in, Hong Luan said: "I was originally worried that His Highness did not understand the etiquette of the royal family, but now it seems that I was too worried. His Highness's etiquette is more decent than those few dudes in the palace." "His Royal Highness has been carefully taught by the princess since he was a child. If the princess were a boy, nine times out of ten, the position of prince would belong to your highness. His highness has reached the Great Perfection at such a young age. I wonder which prince can compare with him, even if it is extremely difficult. None of them." Qingluan opened her red lips lightly and said leisurely.

"Did your Highness discover our secret?" Hongluan came to Baiyu's railing.

Qingluan frowned slightly: "Even if he knows, it doesn't matter, he will know sooner or later."

"That's right." Hong Luan smiled.

Several young monks passed by and saw the two beautiful girls. They quickly lowered their heads and chanted Amitabha Buddha, but the blush on their faces could not be lingered no matter what.

The monk's embarrassment also made Hongluan chuckle, but Qingluan still kept a straight face, looking neither happy nor sad.

Jiang Han came to a teahouse, and at this time there was a monk with a white beard hanging down his chest. He was wearing a pair of glasses and was doing calligraphy.

There are prosthetic instruments in this world, and Jiang Han is not surprised when there are glasses, but the glasses here are not made of glass or resin, but natural crystals, so they are very valuable.

The old monk put the brush on the pen holder, looked up at Jiang Han, put his hands together and said "Amitabha", and made a gesture of invitation to Jiang Han.

"Abbot, please." Jiang Han said.

Although the dharma name is "rootless", the old monk's hair is very strong, his beard is thick, and his arms also have curly hair.

"The princess wrote a letter, saying that His Highness is back, what a joy to congratulate." Master Wugen came to a small round table, he took out a gourd, and poured out a glass of water.

Immediately, he took out a seed the size of a rice grain from the tea pot next to it, and put it in the tea.

Suddenly, the seeds in the tea water quickly began to germinate, and finally turned into a lotus flower floating on the tea water.

Although the lotus is not big, it germinates, grows, and blooms in a few seconds, which really amazes Jiang Han.

"Where did the joy come from, and where did the congratulations come from, you are my mother's old friend, you should know that my mother is currently under house arrest in the inner city, oh no... it is house arrest." Jiang Han said.

This was also the only thing Jiang Han didn't like when he came to the capital.

Although he had prepared himself psychologically for a long time, seeing his mother imprisoned in the inner city but unable to come out, it would be a lie if he wasn't annoyed.

The old monk glanced at Jiang Han, put the tea in front of Jiang Han and said: "The truth is not the truth, the fiction is not fiction. What you see with your own eyes may be just appearances. The decision you make in your heart may change at any time. Doesn't His Highness think that this is His Majesty's protection for the princess? Or...Although the princess can't go out in the inner city, nothing in the world can escape her eyes?"

"If what you said is true, then why did the emperor ask my mother to marry? How old is she?! Is there anyone who harmed his own sister like this?" Jiang Han was indignant.

"Hahaha...that's why you couldn't achieve Tianwu Baolun. At the beginning, your father was also unable to concentrate and meditate because of troubles in his heart. The same is true for you...If your father had perfectly used Tianwu Baolun at that time , then you won’t fail, or even die.” The old monk said.

Jiang Han stood up: "Do you know about my father?"

(End of this chapter)