Zhou Jing, at the gate of the palace!
A royal convoy drove slowly towards the Demon Temple in the east of the city. The road was opened by the soldiers, which was extremely majestic. In the center of the convoy was a huge carriage, but it was the dragon chariot of the Great King of Zhou!
In the dragon chariot, there were two people sitting. But it was the Great King of Zhou and the national teacher.
King Zhou looked like a forty-year-old man, with a red mole on his eyebrows like blood, wearing a dragon robe, and his eyes were suspicious.
"National teacher? We are staying well in the palace, what are we doing out? That holy monk, don't worry about him!" King Zhou frowned and worried.
"Amitabha, the king doesn't want to go and see it?" The national teacher asked in a deep voice.
"I don't want to, I want to stay in the palace, otherwise those demons will catch me!" King Zhou said with suspicion in his eyes.
The national teacher looked at King Zhou and frowned: "King, is there anything else you haven't told me?"
"What did you say?" King Zhou looked at the national teacher nervously.
"For example, did you give anything to you for safekeeping?" The national teacher said in a deep voice.
"I don't know, didn't I check it for you? No!" King Zhou said with suspicion in his eyes.
The national teacher frowned and looked at King Zhou, indeed, he had checked many times these days, and if there was a problem, he would have found it out long ago.
"National teacher, shall we go back?" King Zhou said nervously.
"The poor monk wants to see the holy monk, if the king doesn't want to go, he can immediately command the convoy to go back, and the poor monk will go to the Demon Suppression Temple himself!" The national teacher said in a deep voice.
King Zhou's face froze: "Forget it, where is the national teacher going, where will I go!"
"Are you so afraid of those demons?" The national teacher frowned.
"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, I'm just a mortal! I've been cultivating hard and I've only reached the innate realm now, how can I not be afraid?" King Zhou said immediately.
The national teacher frowned and stared at King Zhou, shaking his head: "You are the least courageous king I have ever seen!"
King Zhou: "......!"
"Follow me later, there may be a big war!" The national teacher said in a deep voice.
"Yes! Okay, okay!" King Zhou immediately nodded desperately.
When King Zhou's motorcade was driving on the street. In the distance, there were two figures in blood robes, staring quietly.
"Blood-robed Ancestor, they are out!" A blood-robed man said in a deep voice.
"I saw it, Rat King! It's the same as I expected, huh!" The Blood-Robed Ancestor sneered.
"Exactly what you expected? Could it be that you planned the national teacher and King Zhou to leave the palace?" The Rat King was surprised.
The Blood-Robed Ancestor was silent for a while.
"Are you looking for someone to squeeze the national teacher? Force the national teacher to come to pay homage to the holy monk? Hoarse......? Why? If I inquire well, those monks who went to squeeze the national master are all disciples of the righteous path, how can you persuade them?" The Rat King was surprised.
The Blood-Robed Ancestor said in a deep voice: "I have my way, you don't have to know!"
The Rat King was silent for a while, obviously, both of them had their own secrets. When they refuse each other, it is indeed difficult to ask again.
"Do you think the Buddha treasure is on King Zhou?" The Rat King said curiously.
"King Zhou? Hmph!" The Blood-Robed Ancestor let out a disdainful snort.
"However, the national teacher has always been protecting King Zhou, what do you think we should do?" The Rat King frowned.
"Later, when the national master enters the Demon Suppression Temple and visits the holy monk, he must be relaxed! At that moment, we will do it immediately!" The Blood-Robed Ancestor said in a deep voice.
"When they enter the Demon Suppression Temple and start doing it?" The Rat King wondered.
"Yes, the national teacher is strong, but you and I were defeated in the last battle! However, we are not here to entangle this time, you are responsible for stopping the national teacher, I will catch that kid, no, I will catch the King of Zhou! After success, we will leave immediately!" The Blood-Robed Ancestor said in a deep voice.
"What about the holy monk? The holy monk may be *** God!" The Rat King frowned.
"I don't care if the holy monk is *** heaven, I just want King Zhou, when the time comes, if you want to catch *** heaven, you can catch it yourself!" The blood-robed ancestor said in a deep voice.
The Rat King stared at the Blood-Robed Ancestor and said, "So, the Buddha Treasure is indeed on the King of Zhou?"
The Blood-Robed Ancestor looked at the convoy in the distance and did not explain.
In the Demon Suppression Temple.
Wang Ke and Gong Wei finally reached a tacit understanding, and also got Gong Wei's promise, although the monk refused to testify, Wang Ke was not afraid that Gong Wei would default on the debt.
"Wang Ke, are you quite confident?" Gong Wei was surprised.
"Of course, I have found you all, how can I not find it if I am looking for the master of sexual absorption?" Wang Ke channeled himself.
"How are you going to find it?" Gong Wei said curiously.
"Isn't this looking for? As long as the monk continues to tarnish the reputation of the master of precepts here, I don't believe he will be indifferent, I guess he will come in a hurry like you when he hears the news here!" Wang Ke explained.
Gong Wei: "......!"
Unwarned monk: "......!"
You shameless, can you use all these damaging tricks?
"Amitabha, all four monks are empty, and the abstinence is considered to be a Buddha's mind, so they shouldn't care so much, right? I think, you should change your way, right?" The monk frowned and persuaded.
"Who said that? I remember that the monk who abstained from sex still has obsessive-compulsive disorder! How can a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder allow others to keep ruining his reputation? Especially since his master is ruining his reputation, he should be more impatient to clarify, right?" Wang Ke recalled.
"I don't have a bad reputation for abstaining from sex, and isn't this all your fault?" The monk said angrily.
"Obsessive-compulsive disorder? What kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder does my husband have?" Gong Wei said in surprise.
"Don't you know? It's the Demon Suppression Temple, he is neurotic, no, he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, the Demon Suppression Temple has been bombed, and he still wants to build the exact same! A broken temple, is it exactly the same as it is worth repairing? Moreover, the Demon Suppression Temple doesn't even have a special formation to suppress the blood demon? There is a fart blood demon! The demon seeds below are all the demon seeds of the heavens! Suppress himself?" Wang Ke said disdainfully.
"Amitabha, Wang Ke Benefactor, you really have wisdom!" The monk said.
"What kind of wisdom root?" Wang Ke was puzzled.
"Jie Se, in that Demon Suppression Temple, he is the one who suppresses him!" The monk said unjustly.
Wang Ke: "......!"
Suppress yourself?
"He used to be called *** Heaven, and after he entered the demon, his temperament changed greatly, but because of the method I taught him, in addition to his original personality, he re-condensed the heavy character of Jie Se. The *** heaven suppressed by Jie Se is his inner demon! What he suppressed was not other blood demons, but himself! That Demon Suppression Temple represents his state of mind! The collapse of the so-called remnant Buddha statue in the Demon Suppression Temple actually represents his failure to suppress his inner demons! The blood demon disaster released into the mountains is actually the release of his own inner demons, *** heaven! Therefore, he suppresses himself in that Demon Suppression Temple every day! That's why he doesn't want the Demon Suppression Temple to change!" The monk explained.
Wang Ke stared at the monk Bujie: "You taught him to have schizophrenia?"
"Amitabha Buddha was chosen by himself! Practicing Buddha is cultivating the mind! Suppress the inner demons, and you can obtain the fruit of the Buddha's path! He is doing a big thing! Once he completely suppresses the inner demons, then his future achievements will definitely be higher than mine!" The monk explained.
Wang Ke had a dark face: "The future achievement is obsessive-compulsive disorder and schizophrenia? If you don't quit monks, you are too good at cheating, right? No, you're too good at cheating your apprentice, right?"
Unwarned monk: "......!"
Do you understand, this is a journey of cultivating the mind, what a trick!
Just as the three of them were chatting, a figure suddenly appeared outside the main hall.
"Who is it? How did you get in? Why is there no warning in the formation?" The children of the Wang family outside the palace exclaimed.
Wang Ke and the three looked outside the hall, but saw a woman in purple standing outside the hall.
"Purple extraordinary?" Wang Ke was shocked.
"Heh, Wang Ke, you will be tossing and turning, how long has it been? You tossed out another holy monk?" Zi Bufan stood outside the hall and said in surprise.
Wang Ke waved to the children of the Wang family who were surrounded and asked them to go down first.
"It's you again?" Gong Wei stared.
Zi Bufan also looked at Gong Wei in astonishment, Gong Wei was disguised as a big man with a mustache at the moment, looking extremely rough, but just now because of the conversation with Wang Ke, he did not change his voice, it was still Gong Wei's voice, a woman's voice.
A big man with a figure eight beard, making a weak female voice?
"You, are you still a sissy?" Zi Bufan's face twitched.
"What a sissy, you are a sissy!" Gong Wei naturally did not show weakness.
"Looking for death!" Zi Bufan's eyes widened, and he was about to teach the big man with the eight-character beard in front of him a lesson.
"Purple Hall Master calm his anger, Zi Hall Master calm his anger, his own people, his own people!" Wang Ke immediately stepped forward to round things up.
"Who is with her? Wang Ke, she is an evil spirit, right? Why are you your own person with her?" Gong Wei's eyes widened.
"Oh? Or is she a righteous sissy?" Zi Bufan stared.
"Okay, okay, two, can you give me some face? Anyway, this is also a temple that I built with the holy monk! Look, the holy monks are pale with fright from you!" Wang Ke suddenly shouted depressedly.
Is it really same-sex repulsion? The two just met, and before they could get to the point, they quarreled? Why?
"The holy monk's face turned pale with fright?" The second woman looked at the holy monk.
"It's none of my business, I don't mind if you hit you!" The holy monk spread his hands.
This spread of hands, the disfigured face on the third floor and the third floor there, suddenly shocked the second daughter was terrified. It's so disgusting! The second woman trembled unconsciously, and then turned her head.
"Purple Hall Master, what wind blew you here? Come and take a break, have a cup of tea, sit down and talk slowly!" Wang Ke asked curiously.
Zi Bufan looked at Wang Ke with a strange expression: "Wang Ke, are you really not afraid of anything?"
"Afraid? What are you afraid of?" Wang Ke was puzzled.
"Hmph, Tian Zhen has already told me that he saw my lightning whip with you a few days ago! The lightning whip was not on Mo Sanshan at all, it was taken by you? Right!" Zi Bufan asked with wide-eyed eyes.
"Tama? Master Zi Tang, you are a demon sect boss, he is a righteous path boss, righteousness and demons are incompatible, how can you believe what a righteous path boss says to you?" Wang Ke immediately denied it.
Righteousness and evil are incompatible?
It's okay to say this from someone else's mouth, don't you feel ashamed to say it from your Wang Ke's mouth?
(End of this chapter)