Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Xianzong exchanged a glance, then both shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of the name before.
"Your Highness, everything I have said is true. I would never lie to you."
Guangliang felt a little flustered when he saw them shaking their heads, fearing that Li Chang'an would think he was lying.
“After that night, my Uncle Daoji disappeared. I have never dared to tell anyone about this, for fear of getting into trouble.”
"Now tell Your Highness, I don't ask for your life, I only ask that Your Highness show leniency and leave the Lingyin Temple with its legacy. The thousand-year legacy cannot be broken in my hands."
Li Chang'an looked at Guang Liang kneeling on the ground and thought for a moment: "Although it's not very useful, it's still a clue."
"Since I said I would give you a way out, I will give you a way out."
“I once met a group of monks who believed that the suffering in the world was predetermined, and that as long as they suffered and helped others, they could accumulate blessings for the people of the world.”
"Right now, there's a major disaster in Jiangnan, and the roads are blocked, making travel difficult. If you're willing to lead the monks of Lingyin Temple to help with disaster relief and atone for your sins, I'll leave Lingyin Temple with its legacy. How about that?"
Upon hearing this, Guangliang immediately knelt down and kowtowed excitedly, saying, "Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness."
Li Chang'an instructed Chen Da to release the monks from Lingyin Temple, and then prepared to return to investigate this man named Miao Qing.
As soon as he stood up, he saw a hand raised inside the water dungeon.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, I know where Miao Qing is."
Cui Wenhe raised his hand and shouted.
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