Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 458 Lao Mo's Acting Skills (for subscription)

  Zhang Jing looked gloomyly at the streamer in the void.

  Although it was covered by the streamer, Zhang Jing could still see clearly what that person looked like.

  He has a bald head, a golden cassock draped over his body, and his eyebrows and beard are white.

  A well-proportioned Buddhist monk with a very shiny appearance.

   "Could it be that the bald donkeys in Lingshan knew about Mingjue?" Zhang Jing thought to himself.

   This possibility is not small, and Zhang Jing never pinned his hopes on Lingshan not discovering the truth.

   So what if you find out?

   It's nothing more than forming a grudge. If you win, you will destroy Lingshan, and if you lose, you will take your life into it.

  At the beginning, Zhang Jing couldn't let him go because of the attitude of monk Mingjue.

  Anyway, it's an offense, so it's better to kill Shuangke directly.

  Zhang Jing is quite courageous, and he has nothing to fear.

  Otherwise, they would not have killed the holy son of the White Lotus Sect, and killed the chief disciple of the Blood Knife Sect.

   Walking in the rivers and lakes, especially at his level, there is actually no need to be afraid of any forces.

   Behind you is the great power of Lingshan?

   Could it be that the imperial court behind me eats dry food?

  Are you afraid?

  A high-ranking cadre like Zhang Jing, the Great Master of Golden Core, you really want to send out heaven and man to deal with it.

  The future is also facing the attack of the power of heaven and man.

  So, the grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes are usually resolved by them in the same realm.

  The powers of both sides do not intervene, which can be regarded as an unspoken rule.

  Of course, this is for someone with a background like Zhang Jing.

  It is not the case for those who have no background and no support from heaven and man behind them.

   Definitely an early solution.

  This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Jing is confident, but Zhang Jing is not completely relieved.

  After all, no one knows whether the other party will suddenly tear up his face, and the power of heaven and man will end directly.

  Feeling the aura exuded by the other party, Zhang Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

  As long as the person who comes is not a supernatural being, he is not afraid of anyone.

  Although his current strength is far from being invincible under heaven and man, he can be called a rare golden core powerhouse.

  Even if you are no match, you can still get away with confidence.

  The light gradually dissipated, and old monk Jueyuan showed his figure.

   Walking down from the void step by step, the target is Zhang Jing.

  Every time he walks, a golden lotus flower will appear below as a step in due course.

  If there is a golden halo behind it as a foil, in the eyes of ordinary people, it can indeed be regarded as the first-class immortal Buddha.

   Zhang Jing looked on coldly, and didn't do anything immediately. He was going to see what the old monk wanted to do first.

   "Shua..."

  The sound of long knives being drawn out of their sheaths sounded, and all the members of the Xuntian Division silently drew their knives, looking at Jue Yuan warily.

   Regarding this, Jue Yuan didn't even droop his eyelids.

  In his opinion, these guys under the golden core are just easy to destroy.

   It's nothing, but the "Blood Demon" Zhang Jing in front of him can make him serious.

  He has watched Tang Jian's strength before. In the middle stage of Jindan, his strength can be regarded as pretty good.

  For Zhang Jing to defeat him and gain a great reputation in the arena, his strength must be extraordinary.

   But, that's all.

  Under his Celestial Eye, although Zhang Jing didn't fully see through the truth and reality, he could see some of it.

  Golden Elixir is just in the mid-term realm, but where can the strength go?

   "Lingshan Jueyuan has met Mr. Zhang," said the monk Jueyuan, clasping his hands together.

   Now there is no clear evidence to prove that it was Zhang Jing who did it to Mingjue, and Zhang Jing also returned Mingjue's relics to Lingshan.

  Even if he doesn't like Zhang Jing's style of doing things, he should give him some respect.

   Otherwise, if it spreads, what will the outside world think of Lingshan?

   Whether you should say it or not, the top orthodox sects like Lingshan are all face-saving.

  Even though in the eyes of most people, Lingshan has lost face a long time ago, but they don't think so.

  In their eyes, Lingshan is a sacred place of Buddhism and one of the leaders of the righteous way.

   It is the right thing to uphold justice in the arena.

  However, those sorcerers are slandering them.

   Simply put, they are very confident.

  I feel that except for Lingshan, except for a few forces, none of them can stand on the stage.

  Similar to Alashan Haiyin.

   "It turns out that he is an eminent monk from Lingshan, no wonder he is so powerful," Zhang Jing looked a little displeased.

   "It was just a small misunderstanding, Master Zhang, don't misunderstand," Monk Jueyuan said lightly.

  Of course he could hear the meaning behind Zhang Jing's words.

  The reason why he did this was also to put pressure on Zhang Jing to let him know the majesty of Lingshan.

  But it's a pity that Zhang Jing just hit the backhand with a knife, and didn't give him any face.

  However, this is in line with Zhang Jing's usual attitude.

  If Zhang Jing really tried to please him in every possible way, he would probably be sure that it was Zhang Jing who made the move on Ming Jue.

   "What's the matter here, master?" Zhang Jing asked softly.

   There was no expression on his face, but he was thinking in his heart that Lingshan might not have realized that it was him who killed him.

   Otherwise, the old monk in front of him might start directly.

   "Ming Jue was a disciple taught by the poor monk. Now that he died for no reason, the poor monk naturally wants to seek justice for him."

  Monk Jueyuan nodded slightly expressionlessly.

  Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows, his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly said:

   "Master, there is no need to make a special trip to thank him. That villain Tang Jian has long disliked him. It just so happened that I got the news of the Tang Sect's rebellion, and by the way, I also avenged Master Mingjue."

  Jueyuan: "...?"

  How did Zhang Jing see that he came to thank him?

   Could Mingjue's death really have nothing to do with Zhang Jing?

   "The benefactor Zhang misunderstood, poor monk..." Jue Yuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

"For Master Mingjue's death, I am also deeply regretful. It's a pity that people can't be resurrected after death. Master Jueyuan should take it easy. I believe that with Master Mingjue's cultivation level, he may have entered the Buddha's kingdom and served him. The Buddha has gone."

   Zhang Jing smiled slightly.

  Jueyuan squinted his eyes, and said in a deep thought: "Master Zhang misunderstood, the poor monk is here to investigate the truth about Mingjue's fall."

   As he spoke, Jue Yuan began to observe Zhang Jing's face, as if he wanted to see something.

   "Then what did the master investigate?" Zhang Jing asked back.

   "Not long ago, the poor monk went to Lingchuan in person to meet Tang Jian, the head of the Tang Sect. Under questioning by the poor monk, Tang Jian explained that Jue's death had something to do with Master Zhang."

   Jueyuan said slowly.

  Zhang Jing's complexion darkened, and he said coldly: "Did the master believe the words of that villain Tang Jian and come to question me?"

   "If there was no official at the beginning, I am afraid that Master Mingjue would not even be able to keep the relics. Lingshan, is this how you treat the official?"

  Jueyuan frowned, and argued: "Tang Jian swore a blood oath to prove his innocence."

   "However, the poor monk did not completely believe it because of this. The poor monk has heard about Mr. Zhang's behavior."

   "Originally, the poor monk's plan was to invite Mr. Zhang to come to Lingchuan to confront Tang Jian face to face, but unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang came earlier and killed Tang Jian."

   "Master Jueyuan just say what he wants to say," Zhang Jing said lightly.

  Monk Jueyuan nodded lightly and said:

"Now that Tang Jian is dead, no one can confront him, and the poor monk is unwilling to pursue it forever. As long as Mr. Zhang is like Tang Jian, and swears the blood oath, the poor monk will retreat and never mention it again. .”

   "Hehe... It's a joke. The master wants Zhang to make an oath. Zhang makes an oath. It seems that Zhang is not taken seriously. Lingshan, is this how you treat your benefactor?"

   In the last sentence, Zhang Jing uttered it in a low voice, as if he had been greatly humiliated.

   Jue Yuan frowned, and hurriedly said: "Master Zhang misunderstood."

   "Misunderstanding, is this a misunderstanding? Zhang originally thought that Lingshan is a Buddhist monk who can save all living beings. Unexpectedly, Zhang was wrong. Lingshan turned out to be a group of villains who will repay kindness and revenge."

   "It's sad, it's a pity, Zhang shouldn't have taken the relics of Master Mingjue out of the ruins of Tianmo Palace and returned them to Lingshan, otherwise, the coercion of Lingshan today would not have happened."

   "Heart Demon's blood oath, hehe, the master said it lightly, but the master is deeply cultivated, so you don't know what it means?"

   "Once the oath is made, Zhang's state of mind will have a hole, how can he improve his cultivation in the future?

   Such a bad way of Zhang Mou, Zhang Mou will not be able to bear it, Lingshan, how dare you insult me ​​like this? "

   Zhang Jing looked angry.

   "Zhang, Zhang benefactor..." Jue Yuan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

   Obviously he is here to question, why did he become like this?

  Looking at Zhang Jing's angry face, Monk Jueyuan was speechless for a while to refute.

  After all, Zhang Jing's appearance is indeed a little sad and indignant, as if he has been greatly wronged.

Zhang Jing slowly closed his eyes, and said lightly: "If the master wants Zhang to swear a blood oath, then do it, and let the master see how Zhang's cultivation base, which was only at the third rank of the Golden Core, can be used against him. Master Mingjue moved his hand."

   Jue Yuan squinted his eyes, and suddenly realized that Zhang Jing had something to say.

   Zhang Jing is now at the fourth rank of the Golden Core, but was only at the third rank before. How can he kill Mingjue who is at the seventh rank of the Golden Core?

  You must know that the further you cultivate, the greater the gap will be.

  The death of awareness,

   There are definitely other reasons for this.

   "Don't blame the benefactor Zhang, it's the poor monk who misunderstood," Jueyuan clasped his hands together.

   Zhang Jing snorted coldly, but did not answer.

   "This is all Jue Yuan's fault, I will definitely come to the door to apologize in the next day, and the poor monk will say goodbye," after the monk Jue Yuan said, he turned and left directly.

   And Zhang Jing looked at the back of Jue Yuan leaving, showing a trace of coldness.

  ...

  Not long after leaving Zhang Jing, Monk Jueyuan suddenly stopped in place, feeling something was wrong.

  He secretly said in his heart: "That Zhang Jing's reaction just now seems to be a bit too much, and if there is no flaw in his heart, even making the heart demon blood oath will not cause any hindrance to his practice."

   "Then why is Zhang Jing like this?"

   "Could it be that Zhang Jing is lying to me?"

  Monk Jueyuan narrowed his eyes deeply, as if he had grasped something important.

  Suddenly, Monk Jueyuan looked to the rear left, where a dark cloud of magic was enveloping us.

  (end of this chapter)