Chapter 191: Green Dragon Offering Horn
191 The Green Dragon Presents a Horn
When he entered the incense hall with his master, he felt his thoughts were a little confused. He only remembered his last words of advice, which Xiang Jiannan kept repeating in his mind.
I always thought I was ready.
The East China Sea is more than a few thousand miles deep... The old Taoist priest is asking for a huge sum of money.
"sit."
Holding Chen Jingxuan's calligraphy in his hand, when Gao Yu'an and Xiang Jiannan appeared again, the pale-faced scholar just nodded. At the moment, he looked like he had obtained a treasure, holding the paper in both hands, and hardly looked at the two Taoists.
It was not until Gao Yuan sat down and coughed that he shifted his gaze and spoke again: "If you have something to say, please speak directly."
After hearing this, Xiang Jiannan turned his head and looked around, and felt that the pale-faced scholar opposite him seemed to have become the host.
We two are the masters of this Ping An Temple, can you please show a little sincerity?
Just two lines of poetry, but he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, so happy. Are you so interested in them? Qing Jiao also yearns for the cultural circle. From his eyes, I can see a hint of enthusiasm.
"Don't you have something to say to my disciple?"
He didn't care about the pale-faced scholar's performance. Seeing that he was holding the paper tightly, Gao Yuan began to wink at Xiang Jiannan. In the end, even the pale-faced scholar opposite him noticed it, but the little Taoist still couldn't understand.
He also knew that the old Taoist wanted him to speak, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Have you eaten before coming to Ping An Temple? How is the economic development in the East China Sea? Do you know a snake demon who just survived a catastrophe?
You two are both creatures of the water, and in time, maybe you will become the same species.
"What happened to your eyes, Taoist?"
Gao Yuan understood what was happening because of his frequent blinking. He thought the old Taoist priest opposite was really ridiculous, and the pale-faced scholar did not hide his smile at all.
He saw that the area above An's neck had turned liver color, but the little Taoist priest still looked innocent.
The master and the disciple just couldn't communicate with each other no matter what they did. After a few rounds, they started to want to play a prank on each other.
I gained a lot from this visit, so it’s worth spending some time in this Ping An Temple.
"My disciple is really stupid."
I am disappointed in you.
The last look he gave Xiang Jiannan was one of complete helplessness. With his right hand on the ground and his left leg stretched out, Gao Yuan, who had suffered double torture, finally repented.
He now understood why his disciple had not agreed to his proposal before; this boy was a blind man.
I am blinking so hard that I am almost dizzy. You are sitting next to me and you still have the nerve to shake your head! This matter is not just for me. For the master, he is higher than An. This action is all for the human sect.
"Don't bother to explain. I understand."
He gathered the papers with a flick of his sleeves, stood up from the cushion, and something dropped from his sleeves. Soon the ground beneath the pale-faced scholar's feet became sparkling.
Gao Yuan was shaking so much that he had to swallow his saliva continuously. Fortunately, he didn't need Xiang Jiannan's help and finally resisted the temptation.
These should be rare treasures from the depths of the East China Sea. Each one seems to be priceless, but it is far from enough for me now. If I persist a little longer, there will definitely be better ones.
"Back then, I was plotted against by the Buddhist sect. Today, I am able to return to the East China Sea thanks to the help of the two Taoist priests."
He kicked the jewels at his feet towards Gao Yu'an, not knowing whether the two had done it on purpose. The white-faced scholar said:
"A few days ago, you helped me destroy the offerings that suppressed the spring... I came to the temple today for no other reason. As long as I can do it, you two can ask for anything."
Was this green dragon suppressed in the Li family cemetery by the Buddhists?
Seeing the pale-faced scholar's eyes were cold as if he wanted to kill someone when he talked about the past, Xiang Jiannan didn't know what kind of hatred there was between them, so he could only look at Gao Yuan.
The discussion began. He had no experience in this kind of thing, and the pale-faced scholar had already spoken so generously, so it was naturally the old Taoist's turn to take the stage next.
What he meant by being prepared was that he could calmly face the thanks. The last time Qiao Yun came to the temple to thank him, these two words had already changed their meaning in Xiang Jiannan's heart.
At present, I just want to know why the pale-faced scholar asked Chen Jingxuan to give him a piece of calligraphy, why the Buddhist sect plotted against him in the past, and whether there will be a bloody storm next. The old Taoist priest didn't seem to be very interested in the past of the pale-faced scholar. After he finished speaking, he just snorted coldly as a response.
"If you accidentally break the offering that suppresses the spring, my disciple will become unsafe."
He was sitting on the mat with a nonchalant look on his face, showing such a frivolous attitude for the first time, Gao Yuan concluded.
Those monks were very vengeful. There was no way the pale-faced scholar would not understand what he had said.
If we continue chatting, it will be lunch time. We should seize the time and force the pale-faced scholar to say more.
"Of course I know this. With your abilities as a Taoist priest, can't you protect your own disciple?"
Knowing that Gao Yuan still had something to say, the pale-faced scholar sat down on the mat again. He raised his palm horizontally and made a gentle stroke, making a gesture of wiping his neck:
"Buddhism emphasizes compassion, and you Taoists are not the same as them."
"The sea of suffering is endless, why not send it back to the west as soon as possible."
"That's easy to say."
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It seemed that the pale-faced scholar's words finally got to the point, Gao Yuan spoke with a painful tone:
"Although my cultivation is invincible in the world, it is impossible for me to stay with my disciple all the time."
"Who in the world has never failed? Back then, you were plotted against by the Buddhist sect. Even with your cultivation, you were helpless. I, an old Taoist priest, cannot bet on this."
"I will definitely take revenge!"
Gao Yuan was furious at what he said and punched the jewel heavily. The pale-faced scholar quickly smiled and said, "Taoist, don't keep me in suspense. Tell me, what else do you want from me?"
"Not much, I want all of them."
He used a whisk to gather the jewels towards himself. As the white-faced scholar spoke, Gao Yuan immediately got busy: "The water tribe has always valued friendship and loyalty. I know this Taoist priest. This is just foreplay."
The pale-faced scholar who heard this laughed out loud. Although he saw through the old Taoist's flattery, he did not refute it.
Gao Yuan gathered the jewels around him into a pile again, lowered his head for a moment, and raised his hand to touch his head.
There was a click sound and when he stretched out his hand again, an object several inches long appeared in his palm.
It is round and bloody.
"This is!"
Gao Yuan became excited when he saw the pale-faced scholar showing off what he had in his hand, as if he was not expecting it and sounded surprised.
Just as he was about to stand up, he seemed to remember something, turned his head and glared at Xiang Jiannan, saying sternly: "Hurry up and take it, this thing was given to you by someone else!"
Xiang Jiannan stood up hurriedly, and just as he was about to reach out his hand, a piece of yellow silk was thrown towards him.
"You'll lose your way if you do this."
With a pious heart, Xiang Jiannan wrapped the thing in the pale-faced scholar's hand with silk, returned to his master and followed his instructions. Then he heard the old Taoist say something.
But I saw that pale-faced scholar staring at the clay statue of his master with disdain, and his mouth became impatient:
"It's just an inch or two. What's there to worry about? Who told you that, Taoist priest?"
But just after he finished speaking, he suddenly fell to the ground. After getting up from the ground, he seemed to regret it: "It's actually true?"
"Do you believe it now?"
Looking at the pale-faced scholar in front of him as if he were a mentally retarded person, with a look of pity, Gao Yuan waved his hand and said, "Disciple, you must keep this green dragon's horn well. Such a great gift must not be taken lightly."
“I’m going to faint again.”
(End of this chapter)
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