infinite power system

Chapter 101 The Little Monk

Tang Feng's knife-sharp eyes swept across the ugly Confucianism cultivators, shaving the faces of these people painfully.

However, no one knelt down.

They are all high-ranking officials, where they are not like the stars holding the moon, they have already kneeled politely just now, how could they kneel again.

Bass mist.

However, when a hundred soldiers in heavy armor from the Storm Battalion drew their swords out of their sheaths, they still bowed their heads.

"Hehe, what kind of literati backbone, they don't have it at all."

Tang Feng sneered secretly, this group of people can't be regarded as real literati, a hundred heavy cavalry, and their cultivation bases are not high, how could they possibly defeat these dozens of Confucianism cultivators if they really wanted to fight?
It's just that they are afraid and don't want to get hurt, so they are willing to throw away that thin skin.

Tang Feng silently walked to the side, signaling the veterans of the Fengbo camp to take a step forward and accept the kneeling of these dozens of Confucianism cultivators.

Song Qingshan looked at Tang Feng gratefully, but Tang Feng was also looking at him, smiling at him and shaking his head.

At this moment, he knew that the desolate son was not a dude.

At this moment, he understood that he had no regrets following Tang Feng in this life.

It was also at this moment that the hearts of the hundred storm camps belonged to Tang Feng.

After a long while, Tang Feng sat quietly in the first seat, without saying a word, just drinking a few sips of sake occasionally.

Qiu Daoming sat next to Tang Feng, while Mo Yihe was forced to take the tail seat.

"His Royal Highness, the people who discuss the Tao sent by the barbarians are coming, what do you think should be done?"

Mo Yihe acted calmly, but in fact his heart was already filled with murderous intent, and he was going to take part in Desolate Book after returning to Beijing.

"I can talk about it."

Tang Feng knew that Mo Yihe had sinister intentions, so he simply followed his plan, leaving him speechless.

"Hehe, then I will wait for the good news."

Moyihe smiled. Although he was amazed by Tang Feng's song "Speaking of Heartfelt Love: Looking for a Marquis from Thousands of Miles in the Past", discussing Taoism is not just about writing poems. He doesn't believe that Tang Feng can beat the barbarians at his age. man of.

"It is said that the barbarian envoy has a clever mind and is good at sophistry. I will wait and see the jokes of this desolate son."

A group of Confucianism cultivators smiled sullenly, using their spiritual consciousness to transmit the sound.

Tang Feng didn't know what these people were thinking, but he didn't care. He was a college student in the 21st century anyway, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't win against a barbarian.

Not long after, a voice finally came from outside the hall, and the barbarian envoy had arrived.

"This is the envoy of the barbarians who defeated me, Yunqin, who is mostly a Confucianist?"

Qiu Daoming was astonished, because the person in front of him didn't look like a person who was good at sophistry.

But in the grade of more than ten years old, the little bald head is shiny, and the big eyes are blinking with aura.

This turned out to be a little monk.

"This……"

Mo Yihe's expression changed immediately, originally he wanted to see Tang Feng's joke, but now it seems that he gave Tang Feng a credit for nothing.

The scribe in white also had a gloomy face, exchanged glances with Mo Yihe, and immediately decided that Tang Feng should not be allowed to argue with this young monk.

"Your Highness, your grade is still young. If you take the lead in the battle, you may lose my prestige in Yunqin. Therefore, I should go first in the battle."

Mo Yihe spoke naturally, without even turning red.

Qiu Daoming was furious and wanted to reprimand him, but Tang Feng quietly stopped him.

"Mr. Qiu, since this little monk has defeated many Confucianism cultivators, he must not be a cheap lamp. Let them suffer first."

Tang Feng explained to Qiu Daoming through voice transmission with his spiritual sense that Mo Yihe and others were blinded by their interests, so they ignored such a simple truth.

The so-called boiling water can't see the reflection clearly, and the greedy heart can't see the truth, that's what it is.

Seeing that neither Tang Feng nor Qiu Daoming objected, Mo Yihe was slightly surprised, then turned to look at the little novice, and said:

"Little Master, I don't know how to address you?"

The little monk's big eyes are black and white, and he looks very innocent, but at the moment he is wearing cassock, with a serious face, he said:

"The name of the little monk is Xuanzang."

Mo Yihe nodded with a smile, but Tang Feng was surprised.

Xuanzang?Isn't this the name of Tang Seng in Journey to the West?

For a moment, he remembered the little monkey he met on the Mountain of Trials, claiming to be the Monkey King, and holding an iron rod called Ruyi Stick.

"Is there a causal link between the two?"

Tang Feng was a little uncertain, if not, would it be too much of a coincidence.

While he was thinking, Moyihe and the little monk Xuanzang were already sitting cross-legged, ready to discuss the Tao.

"When the little monk entered Luoyang City, he once led a white horse, but the soldiers guarding the city said that the little monk came from a barbarian tribe and could not lead the horse into the city. This made the little monk extremely distressed."

The little monk Xuanzang looked at the Moyi River with a confused look on his face.

"Little master, this is my Yunqin law, and foreigners are indeed not allowed to bring horses into the city." Mo Yihe laughed.

Hearing this, little monk Xuanzang became even more confused, and asked:
"The law of your country states that I am not allowed to bring a horse into the city, but what I lead is a white horse, why can't I?"

Mo Yihe laughed dumbfounded, secretly thinking that this little monk is really immature, and said:
"Little master, a white horse is a horse, so you can't enter the city."

At this time, little monk Xuanzang suddenly showed a sly smile and said:

"Lord Mo, you are wrong. Why is a white horse a horse? A white horse is not a horse."

Mo Yihe's expression was astonished, and the rest of the people also burst out laughing, laughing that the little monk was so confused that he actually said such ridiculous words as Baima Feima.

Only Tang Feng looked strange and said nothing.

Mo Yihe felt that this discussion was too simple, and laughed loudly: "Little master, do you barbarians teach like this? A white horse is not a horse, hahaha..."

Unexpectedly, little monk Xuanzang nodded seriously and said:

"Indeed, a white horse is not a horse."

"Because a white horse has two characteristics, one is white, and the second has the appearance of a horse, but a horse has only one characteristic, that is, it has the appearance of a horse."

"How can a white horse with two characteristics be the same as a horse with only one characteristic?"

"Lord Mo, is one and two equal in your Yunqin?"

Following the words of the little monk Xuanzang, Moyihe was stunned, speechless.

Not only Mo Yihe, but also the scribe in white and other Confucianism cultivators also frowned at this moment.

Listening to what the little monk Xuanzang said, it seems that this is indeed the case. The white horse is indeed not a horse.

But... I always feel that something is wrong.

What is wrong?

Cold sweat broke out on Moyihe's forehead, and the little monk Xuanzang was still staring at him with innocent eyes, but no matter what he thought, the topic of a white horse is not a horse seemed to be unassailable.

"Lord Mo, I think that your guards in Luoyang City should apologize to me, because I'm leading a white horse, so I can enter the city."

The little monk Xuanzang blinked his eyes, but there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yihe was speechless.

Tang Feng looked at the little monk in cassock, but he curled his lips.

　In the future, there will be two updates and three updates from time to time. I hope everyone understands
　　
　
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