Chapter 48 Invitation
048 Invitation
Feeling a little uncomfortable.
After the thunder, the dark clouds dissipated. After checking his body and finding nothing unusual, Xiang Jiannan turned his attention back to the monks. Just now, there was a buzzing sound in his ears from time to time. After listening to a few words from Monk Kong, he felt better.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I always feel that this matter has something to do with him. Is it a warning to purify my ears? Afraid that I can't hear what he is going to say next?
I thought there would be a fierce fight, but now it seems that the situation has changed. After Monk Lekong spoke, the monks immediately agreed and admitted that they could not beat the master. Both sides quickly reached a consensus.
Xiang Jiannan really couldn't accept this result. On one hand, there were the monks who felt inferior to him, and on the other hand, he had successfully intimidated their master. Both sides seemed to be unharmed, and in the end, he was the only one who suffered.
I should be considered as being on the master's side, but judging from the choice he made just now, it seems that he does not consider me as one of his own. Who among his own people would do such a thing!
"Daoyou, this move of Nine Heavens Thunder Technique really opened my eyes."
It was as if Gao Yuan was just showing off. After he admitted defeat, Monk Liaokong couldn't help but praise him, saying that monks don't lie. The old Taoist's thunder magic was indeed powerful. If he hadn't restrained himself, the young Taoist who was standing next to him would have died long ago.
Others may not be able to see it, but for me, who has dealt with Gao Yu Anda several times, the symbolism of that thunder is far greater than its actual power. The two are worlds apart. Only those who have witnessed the old Taoist's true strength can understand its horror.
"What Nine Heavens Thunder Method? It's just an ordinary thunder talisman."
Satisfied with the monks' subsequent attitude, Gao Yuan began to become less serious. Even though Xiang Jiannan's eyes were full of dissatisfaction beside him, it did not affect him from looking elsewhere.
"Since you have already seen it, I will not keep you any longer and will open the door myself."
Not daring to order Xiang Jiannan around, Gao Yu'an went on to speak to Monk Kong and the others, saying that he knew his disciple must be furious now, but he couldn't explain to him in front of the monks. Suffering a little for the sake of Ping'an Temple was his unshirkable responsibility. As a Taoist priest, he had to distinguish between the primary and the secondary when facing a powerful enemy.
Ending the dispute without further escalating the situation is a big deal for the peace view.
"Wait a minute, monk, I have something else to say."
Unexpectedly, Gao Yu'an would suddenly order him to leave. Monk Liaokong seemed to have something else to say. Just when he wanted to ask the old Taoist to wait, he saw that his face was cold again, and his tone was unfriendly. While he was speaking, one hand was touching his sleeve pocket again:
"Why, do you want to see the Nine Heavens Thunder Method you mentioned again? In that case, let me show you my ugly face!"
After saying this, he pretended to repeat his previous action, which scared Xiang Jiannan beside him so much that he quickly hugged him and locked Gao Yu'an's arm tightly through his sleeve, while busy trying to fight for an opportunity for Monk Kong.
Come again! Do you really think that I am made of iron? No matter what you think in your heart this time, I, Xiang Jiannan, will never let you take action again.
It's so scary. He even kills his own people when he gets angry. It's really unfortunate for your ancestors to have such a master. How many bad things must you do to deserve such retribution!
"Master, please listen to what the master has to say first, and then it won't be too late to take action."
The voice became smaller and smaller, and when he said "then", Xiang Jiannan's voice was as soft as a mosquito.
If you really want to chop me again, I can only hold you tightly and not let go. No matter if it works or not, it is better than standing there alone.
Lightning is contagious. As your disciple, I really can no longer accept it alone. My strength does not allow it.
"Go ahead, what are you talking about?"
Gao Yuan was prevented by Xiang Jiannan from taking out the thunder talisman and actually didn't want to start a war anymore. Without a suitable target, he couldn't really use it on the monks. The main task today was to make them retreat, otherwise they would not attack their own disciples.
He just took advantage of the momentum to go downhill, giving Monk Kong some time. After being struck by the thunder, his disciple became very perceptive. If he didn't stop him, the situation would be difficult to resolve.
"On the ninth day of next month, I would like to invite you two, master and disciple, to attend the Lotus Sutra Conference together."
"The Lotus Sutra Conference invites me, an old Taoist priest, to attend?"
Standing in a strange posture, Xiang Jiannan had not let go of Gao Yue An's body. The two were originally arguing about whether to let go or not. After hearing what Monk Kong said, the argument stopped. Their postures did not change, but their eyes looking at the monks became unified.
Did the monk take the wrong medicine to invite the Taoist priest to attend the Lotus Sutra Conference? "Yes, if you agree, someone will send you silver in a few days for your departure."
Hearing Gao Yuan emphasize the words he wrote, Monk Liaokong confirmed again:
"Our temple has actually had this idea for a long time. We hope that fellow Taoists will put aside their past grudges."
"Hahaha, you monk."
As soon as he moved, Xiang Jiannan had to let go of his hand. Gao Yuan seemed to have heard a big joke. He pointed at Monk Lekong for a long time without saying a word, and gradually laughed until he was almost out of breath:
"Let go of past grudges and give me some money. Hahahaha."
"What do you think, fellow Daoist?"
"Please allow me to think about it. When the silver arrives some other day, I will give you an answer."
"Disciple, is the master really useless?"
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After seeing off Monk Kong and a group of people, the gate of Ping An Temple was closed again. There was no intention to welcome pilgrims, as both the master and the disciple had something on their minds.
After persuading the pilgrims who wanted to inquire outside the door to leave, Xiang Jiannan came to the backyard alone. From a distance, he saw the master standing under the eaves. When he approached, he suddenly sighed: "The master is old, and he starts to feel powerless in many things."
"How can you have such an idea, Master?"
With a look on his face that said don't mention it again, Xiang Jiannan strongly disagreed and advised:
"Your performance today was impeccable. If anyone says that you are old and useless, I will be angry with him!"
"real?"
Seeing that his disciple didn't seem to be angry about what happened before, Gao Yuan finally smiled a little. He was really afraid that there would be a rift between him and Xiang Jiannan. After all, it was wrong for him to let the thunder strike him.
I didn't say hello in advance, and I only remembered it when I saw you.
"Of course!"
His tone was full of admiration for his master, and Xiang Jiannan continued slowly:
"Just the part about killing his disciple with his own hands, there are not many people in the Great Zhou Dynasty who can do it, not to mention that when he heard that there was silver to be given, he almost agreed to attend the Lotus Sutra Conference on the spot."
"As a teacher, I have no choice."
The smiling face suddenly turned awkward, and Gao Yuan was speechless. He saw that his disciple's expression did not change, and it seemed that he had a long sentence to say to him.
I thought it was over. "Why did you let the thunder strike my disciple?"
Seeing that his master took a long time to squeeze out a word, Xiang Jiannan did not feel embarrassed for him at all. He was silent for a while, then asked again: "Why not strike the thunder on the ground? Even if it is out of consideration, won't it still have some effect?"
“It’s hard to put it into words”
As if there was something he couldn't tell, Gao Yuan said aggrievedly after Xiang Jiannan raised his doubts. Then with just one sentence, the relationship between him and Xiang Jiannan as master and disciple was completely gone.
"The power of the thunder is too great. I can't bear to leave the bricks on the ground..."
(End of this chapter)