He could even take advantage of this opportunity of the war between Zhenyuan Daxian and Buddhism to win over a large number of masters below the rank of Quasi-Saint and become the owner of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth!
Turn these people into tools for the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth to make profits.
Hua Yueying also followed!
"If Zhen Yuan Da Xian asks his fellow disciples for help, they will definitely be missing acquired spiritual treasures, or even innate spiritual treasures. We can take this opportunity to trade with them. In this way, the stronger Zhen Yuan Da Xian is, the greater the damage to Buddhism will suffer, and we can also take this opportunity to benefit."
Zhang Fan tells Hua Yueying the story!
Hua Yueying's eyes lit up:
"In this case, wouldn't our Tiandi Pawnshop be able to control the outcome of the battle between the Buddhist sect and Zhenyuan Daxian?"
Zhang Fan curled his lips:
"Don't underestimate Buddhism. Just as you told me before, the Heaven and Earth Pawnshop has given Zhen Yuan Da Xian an innate spiritual treasure and 100,000 merits. Zhen Yuan Da Xian can barely be compared with the strength of Guan Yin Da Shi! If there are two more Bodhisattvas in Buddhism who can be comparable to the strength of Guan Yin Da Shi, Zhen Yuan Da Xian may not be their opponent."
Hua Yueying pouted in dissatisfaction:
"This Zhenyuan Immortal seems to have won a game, but in fact he is still controlled by others. How stupid..."
Zhang Fan shook his head:
"We only have spiritual treasures in our Pawnshop, but not enough ruthless people to intimidate these forces of heaven and earth! If our Pawnshop had a saint in charge, or if we were not afraid of the saint's methods, we wouldn't have to guard this small shop. We could open a place like the Heavenly Palace and do business with everyone in the Three Realms. This is much better than just waiting for the destined person."
Hua Yueying also understood that if Zhang Fan controlled the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth and could really influence a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, then many saints would probably not allow such a thing to happen.
And if they really achieve that, the opponents of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth will no longer be masters of the quasi-saint level, but true saints.
On the other side, Zhenyuan Daxian captured the five-member master and apprentice group and took them back to his own temple.
The two little Taoist boys, seeing the master flying back with the golden light, came forward to greet him.
"Grandmaster, I wonder if those evil thieves have been caught!"
The little Taoist boy came forward, his eyes filled with anxiety and resentment.
Zhenyuan Daxian snorted coldly:
"They are just a group of ants fleeing at the sight of the wind. How could they escape from my grasp? I have already caught them."
Zhen Yuan Daxian flicked his sleeves, and five people fell from the air with a crackling sound and landed in the ruins.
"You five people are lacking in morals. You destroyed my ginseng fruit tree and turned my Taoist temple into a pile of ruins! From now on, don't even think about leaving."
In anger, the Great Immortal Zhen Yuan slapped out several seals, restraining the cultivation of the five-member group!
This was a seal cast by a quasi-sage, and it was also to prevent these five people from escaping. He used Taoism to condense into a great chain, which bound the ankles of Tang Seng's group of four!
Especially Tang Seng, whose hands and feet were chained, was much more serious than when he dealt with Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong was used to being arrogant and domineering. He finally escaped from the Five Finger Mountain, but now he was imprisoned again! He immediately showed his sharp fangs and said with a grin.
"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, I think you are getting old and confused! You are a well-known quasi-saint in the Three Realms! Now you have imprisoned us, Master and Disciple. You want to destroy the revival of Buddhism! You are simply going too far!"
"You are such an ungrateful monkey, why don't you shut up now."
"The master is kind to everyone and was full of goodwill towards you before, but you repay kindness with hatred and still have the nerve to speak so shamelessly here!"
"Stinky monkey, it's fine that you destroyed the Taoist temple, but why did you destroy the ginseng fruit tree? If the ancestor doesn't punish you, won't it be ridiculed by others?"
"That's right, you monks are pretending to be righteous, but in fact you are a bunch of thieves."
The two little Taoist boys were very angry and started arguing with Sun Wukong, and every word they said made sense.
So even though Sun Wukong was being unreasonable and scratching his ears in anger, he also felt some regret.
Seeing Sun Wukong defeated, Tang Seng shook his head slightly, clasped his hands together and saluted Zhenyuan Daxian:
"You are a great immortal with great supernatural powers, and you are also a well-known kind god in the Three Realms. Can you listen to what I have to say?"
Zhenyuan Daxian snorted coldly:
"Tang Monk, you deserve half the credit for the good things your disciple has done... Are you still trying to make trouble?"
Tang Seng immediately said:
"Great Immortal, what you said is wrong. As the saying goes, once you are a teacher, you are a teacher for life. These disciples of mine are so naughty and unruly. It is indeed my fault for not disciplining them strictly. However, since the incident has already happened, Great Immortal, please suppress your anger for the time being and find a solution while the ginseng fruit tree is not completely dead."
When Sun Wukong heard what his master said, he became so angry that his eyes turned red and he almost cried out of grievance.
This ginseng fruit was not eaten by just himself! When the little Taoist boy cursed others, he was not just cursing himself.
Why do I have to take all the blame myself in the end?
Tang Seng ignored his disciple's expression and continued to talk:
"If you trust Tang Monk, please release these naughty disciples of mine and let them find a solution to save the ginseng fruit tree. I am willing to stay here as a guest. Is that okay?"
When Zhenyuan Daxian mentioned this matter, his eyes immediately became gloomy.
Even if he wanted to save the ginseng fruit tree now, it was impossible. He was assassinated by a mysterious Buddhist and his soul was almost broken!
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