To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

Ever since the appearance of No-Desire-No-Angry, the eyes of the two monks were fixed on Cong Yun, who was on the left side of Kong Xian. There was a look in their eyes, as well as a hint of hostility.

The source of that hostility was naturally caused by Congyun's activation of the Zhene Bell just now.

As soon as the two monks got the Zhen'e Bell from the prince, they were alerted by Cong Yun to the power of this magical weapon.

You know, before I came to Xunyu Pavilion, I tried to seduce the Zhen'e Bell, but it didn't work.

But Cong Yun succeeded. This move undoubtedly slapped both of them in the face in front of the prince, and also lost the face of Shangzong Temple.

When the two monks looked at Cong Yun.

The latter was also looking at them, forcing a smile from Yunwawa's face, and saluted the two of them: "You two senior brothers are polite."

Bu Chi was the first to speak. His nose twitched slightly, and he smelled the smell of alcohol from Cong Yun's body after drinking from Yingxian Tower. His expression suddenly turned pale, and he scolded: "Where did this wild monk come from? He smells of alcohol."

Listening to his words, it seemed like he was scolding.

Shangzong Temple is the first Buddhist holy place in Tianqi. It is chartered by the emperor and has the power to inspect the precepts of many temples in Tianqi.

This position of power has lasted for hundreds of years, and all the monks in Tianqi are accustomed to it.

Even You Peng didn't think there was anything wrong with Monk Buchi's words and deeds.

But Kong Xian's face darkened when he heard this. He didn't know the privileges of going to the monastery. He just felt that these two monks, who were neither crazy nor angry, were being too lenient.

He secretly said: "Is this monk from Yunmo drinking wine and caring about your visit to the monastery?"

Of course, Kong Jiang could not refute these words face to face.

She could only roll her eyes and look at Cong Yun, who was still smiling beside her, to see how he would respond.

After all, these two monks were obviously coming for him.

Who would have thought that Cong Yun was so serious, he blinked his eyes and calmly replied: "Have a drink and enjoy yourself."

As soon as these words came out, not only did You Peng's smile freeze on his face.

The other guests at Xunyu Pavilion were even more silent.

With the prestige of the above monastery, no monk in Tianqi dared to talk to them like this.

"What a show! How dare you talk to two young masters like this, Bu Chi and Bu Ang."

"I'm afraid this monk has never been punished by the Discipline Hall of Shangzong Temple."

Many monks began to gloat at the excitement.

as predicted.

After Congyun said these words, the faces of the two monks, neither angry nor stupid, were immediately filled with anger.

Bu Hao was even more angry and laughed, and said in a low voice: "Okay! I will take you today, take me to the ancestral temple for punishment, and then send me to your master's door to see what the abbot of your temple has to say."

After saying that, the two monks took a step forward at the same time, approaching Congyun in an encirclement manner.

Kong Zhi, who had been observing every move of the two monks, took a step to Cong Yun's side and stood with him almost the moment the two made a move.

"Hmph!" followed by a cold snort from Kong Zhen.

boom! The spiritual power at the peak of fetal light swept out of his body instantly.

If he was punished from the cloud because of the bronze bell incident, Kong Chi would have nothing to say.

But these two monks were obviously overpowering others. How could Kong Jiang let them take Cong Yun away in front of him.

Kong Ji was silent before, neither crazy nor angry, and didn't even look at him twice.

Now I can see that his expression is cold and solemn, and his cultivation level is exuding, and he actually feels a bit aloof.

Only then did the two of them notice the young man's presence.

Monk Buchi looked at Kong Ji coldly and said, "Do you want to intervene in the law enforcement at Shangzong Temple?"

Kong Ji met Monk Buchi's gaze without any hesitation, and his cold pupils revealed a bit of a sneer: "You are so powerful when you go to the monastery, and you want to take my friend away with just one sentence?"

"By imperial authority, my Shangzong Temple has the power to inspect the precepts of many temples in Tianqi." Monk Bu'ai also looked at Kong Xian, with a warning in his words: "Does this donor want to interfere with the rules of my Shangzong Temple? "

"Are you going to defy the imperial power of Tianqi?"

The words of the two monks all revealed their overwhelming power.

Not only did they move Shangzong Temple out, but they also brought the Tianqi Dynasty with them.

One is the first Buddhist sect in Tianqi, and the other is the absolute imperial power of Tianqi.

An ordinary Tianqi cultivator, even a disciple of the Tianquan Sword Sect, would probably avoid the edge for a while after hearing these words.

However, the two monks faced Kong Zhen, a monk from Wudong, who naturally did not have that much respect for the imperial power of Tianqi.

Hearing this, Kong Jiang's expression also turned cold, and he said expressionlessly:
"You have the power to discipline the monastery, but you have no control over the monks in Yunmo."

Kong Zhen's words echoed in Xunyu Pavilion, and people around him just realized that the monk in the body of Mr. Bingpo came from Yunmo.

No wonder he was so calm when facing the two young masters from Shangzong Temple who were neither crazy nor angry.

But Bu Chi Bu Ang did not restrain himself because of Cong Yun's identity. Monk Bu Chi replied calmly and forcefully: "Monks in Yunmo must also abide by the Buddhist precepts. After entering Tianqi, they can accept my sect." Temple overseer.”

Kong Chi had traveled all over the country and never saw any scene. When he saw the behavior of the two monks, he could see that the two monks were determined to capture Cong Yun.

Immediately, he said no more, his legs were planted in front of Cong Yun like roots, and he said expressionlessly: "Then I can only ask for advice on how to go to the Zong Temple."

"Then I'll take you together!" Monk Bu Chi Bu Ang's eyes flashed with semen at the same time. As their momentum rose, the faces of the two monks became as shiny as gold foil, as if some secret method had been activated. .

"Hey!" Kong Zhi was not necessarily afraid of these two monks before he was promoted to the Earth-level Daoji. Now that he has become Shuangtian Immortal, he is not afraid at all.

After saying "Hey", his expression became cold and solemn.

boom! Peng Yong, like a wave of powerful pressure, came from his body and faced off against the two monks.

Bang! The momentum of the three people collided in the Xunyu Pavilion, causing the spiritual energy in the pavilion to surge.

The wind and waves suddenly rose.

Fortunately, the treasures in Xunyu Pavilion are protected by restrictions, so there was no loss.

On the contrary, many monks were shaken by the wind and waves caused by the spiritual energy and took a few steps back.

While everyone was horrified, they were even more excited that could not be concealed.

"Master Bingpo wants to fight against the two young masters, Bu Chi and Bu Ang?"

"These two monks are much stronger than the four commanders of the Forbidden Army. The outcome of this battle is unpredictable."

"Is this a formal collision between our Tianqi Tianjiao and Wudong Tianjiao?"

……

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Deputy Pavilion Master You Peng, who had been staying outside and did not want to get involved in the matter, could only bite the bullet and dissuade both parties: "Don't be impulsive, my Xunyu Pavilion cannot stand the methods of these three people. "

"Don't worry, Vice Pavilion Master You, we won't cause trouble in your Xunyu Pavilion." Kong Xian understood You Peng's worries, raised his chin towards the outside of Xunyu Pavilion, and motioned to the two monks: "Find a place, here. If I break something, I can’t afford to pay for it.”

They looked at each other without being crazy or angry, and learned the identity of the young man in front of them from the words of others.

However, the two still had no intention of giving in. After saying hello, the two accepted Kong Xi's suggestion.

The three of them walked towards the gate of Xunyu Pavilion.

Those guests who come to the Jade Pavilion cannot miss the excitement and must follow step by step.

On the contrary, Cong Yun, who was the party involved, froze on the spot for a moment, then sighed, shook his head and followed.

For Congyun, it was nothing to go to Shangzong Temple to receive ordination. Anyway, he was often punished in Yunmo.

But the two monks, neither crazy nor angry, obviously didn't come here simply to drink for themselves. Congyun was so smart that he knew that this matter could not be solved.

"It's just a fight." Cong Yun thought casually. You Peng watched the four people leave without stopping them, just shook his head and said nothing.

He is open for business, and as long as he leaves Xunyu Pavilion, he doesn't care about anything other than business.

Instead, his eyes were full of interest and excitement, and he said to himself:

"I don't know whether it's the geniuses from Wudong who are stronger, or our generation from Tianqi."

Everyone present almost thought that this contest was inevitable.

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Clear footsteps suddenly sounded from the stairs from the second floor to the first floor of Xunyu Pavilion.

The black cloud boots outlined with gold threads stepped on the wooden steps, exuding a strange rhythm. The sound was not loud, but it overwhelmed the noisy voices in Xunyu Pavilion.

Kong Zhen, who had already reached the door, heard this series of footsteps with a special rhythm. His ears twitched, his face suddenly became solemn, and he secretly said: "Master!"

He could clearly sense that the aura of Xunyu Pavilion, which was originally messy due to the collision of his breath and that of the two monks, immediately became peaceful under the footsteps.

Kong Ji stopped immediately and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

But on the stairs of the second floor of Xunyu Pavilion, he saw a heroic young man standing on it.

He was wearing a five-clawed dragon-patterned robe that could only be worn by direct bloodline members of the royal family. He had a handsome appearance, and his eyelids were as slender as a woman's. His movements were full of nobility, and his pair of deep golden pupils opened and closed with a majesty that could not be seen directly.

Even if he is standing still, an inexplicable rhythm spreads out from his body, causing the spiritual energy of the standing position to be rendered by the rhythm, showing a golden glow.

Just looking at the young man, Kong Ji's heart tightened: "So strong!"

That sense of oppression made Kong Xi feel like he was facing Ling Xi before he was promoted to the wheel.

Undoubtedly, the man in front of him was more than ten times more powerful than Ling Xi at that time.

Kong Zhi thought that his appearance was only two or three years older than himself. To be able to intimidate him at this age and wearing a five-clawed dragon pattern robe, he could only think of one person in the whole world.

"Prince?"

Kong Ji was secretly surprised and wondered about the origin of the man who suddenly appeared.

The prince's domineering eyes also looked directly at Kong Ji.

It was the first time for Kong Xian to see the prince, but it was the third time for the prince to see him.

As the golden light surged in the prince's eyes, there was a rare hint of surprise in his eyes.

When he secretly looked at Kong Jin before, he found that it was difficult to understand Kong Jin's cultivation and foundation, and there was an illusion that it was covered by clouds and mist.

The feeling is even stronger now.

"Stronger than before!"

During the interval when Kong Ji and the prince looked at each other.

The two monks, Not Crazy and Not Angry, and all the monks in Xunyu Pavilion, including You Peng.

After seeing the prince's face clearly, they all changed their colors, and then they all bowed to the figure on the stairs in unison.

"Meet the prince!"

The imperial power of Tianqi cannot be desecrated. In the world of Tianqi, the status of the prince represents power close to the peak of imperial power.

The sound of one after another shook the Xunyu Pavilion.

The prince showed a gentle smile and raised his palms: "No need to be polite!"

Only Kong Ji and Cong Yun did not bow down.

Kong Zhi obviously didn't know how to bow. After hesitating for a moment, he just bowed to the prince from a distance with the etiquette of a monk and said: "The prince is polite."

Congyun put his hands together and bowed his head slightly to express greetings.

The prince didn't mind either. After looking at Kong Ji and Cong Yun, he nodded slightly.

Then he looked at Bu Chi Bu Ang and said softly: "Since this young master is not a Tianqi monk, the two masters should show their respect."

The prince had already spoken. He was neither crazy nor angry. No matter how unwilling he was, he had no reason to be disobedient. He nodded silently.

Finally, the prince's eyes were fixed on Kong Ji again, and he said gently: "I hope I didn't disturb Young Master Bingpo's elegance."

Kong Ji paused and pondered for a while. Although he didn't know what kind of medicine the prince was selling in his gourd, since he opened his mouth to save himself, he also gave himself enough face with his words.

But you can’t help but know what’s good and what’s good.

He immediately showed a warm smile and replied: "The prince is serious. I just returned to the imperial city yesterday, and I was just thinking about visiting the prince today. I never thought that I would meet here. It is also fate."

These words were completely nonsense, Kong Jiang had no intention of visiting him at all.

If it weren't for the threat of day and wind outside the city, he would have wished to leave the imperial city far away.

However, on this occasion, Kong Jiang was ready to speak out loudly.

The prince didn't know whether he really believed what he said, but the kindness on his face remained unchanged as he said: "Then why not find a day to bring Huangfu's sister to visit the palace. The Qingchun Garden of the Japanese Palace has just been renovated recently. After a while, it is just in time to receive our distinguished guests from Tianqi."

As soon as the prince said this, Kong Ji couldn't shirk it anymore, so he could only bite the bullet and pretend to be cheerful and said with a smile: "That will disturb the prince."

The conversation between the two was cordial and warm.

Kong Ji was neither humble nor arrogant, and the prince also talked and laughed with ease.

I heard many monks in Xunyu Pavilion showing thoughtful expressions.

He just remembered.

After all, Kong Xian's identity is the head disciple of the Cangwu Sect. According to the inherent concept of Tianqi monks, he is equivalent to the prince of Wudong.

The prince's words also treated Kong and Jiang as equals.

Many monks woke up from a dream and said with emotion: "They all thought that Young Master Bingpo was strong and focused on his strength, forgetting that his status is unique in Wudong."

"If you're not crazy or angry, you've suffered a hidden loss."

Speaking of being neither crazy nor angry, the two of them fell silent after the prince opened his mouth, and there was no emotion on their faces.

Finally, he followed the prince to the second floor of Xunyu Pavilion.

A farce ended just because of the prince's frivolous words.

Everyone watched the prince disappear on the second floor of Xunyu Pavilion, and there was silence from beginning to end.

Kong Ji also stared at the direction where the prince left, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The luck on the crown prince's head was shining with golden light, just like those of Congyun and Huangfu Wuqin.

This is the third person with pure gold luck that Kong Ji has seen.

When I think of his identity, it seems reasonable.

What Kong Xian was really afraid of was not the prince's luck.

But this man only showed the tip of the iceberg of strength.

He had just used his virtual vision to peek, and could only see a golden surge in the prince's body, which could not be seen through his Taoist foundation and cultivation level.

And just now he and the prince looked at each other, and Kong Jiang could clearly feel the frost Daoji in his body touching.

Kong Xian even suspected that this prince was also a Taoist priest.

"This man is stronger than Junior Sister Huangfu."

Kong Ji clenched his fists, his expression became solemn, and he secretly added in his heart: "Like a monster!" (End of this chapter)