Chapter 279 The Dust Settles
How could it be Lao Wang?!
Zhao Duan's pupils narrowed, and he felt that his soul had suffered an indescribable blow.
Staring at that familiar, smiling old face from such a close distance.
In his mind, the "casual official" of the Tianshi Mansion who had not appeared for a while and liked to take advantage of his exquisite sentences for free gradually overlapped with the old man in front of him whose demeanor and behavior were like those of an immortal god.
"My friend, long time no see."
Zhang Yan smiled and used secret means to send this beam of sound into Zhao Duan's ears.
At the same time, the word "Lao Wang" just now was also concealed by him and was not seen by outsiders.
Is it really you... Lao Wang is Zhang Tianshi?
According to legend, there is a land immortal who is only one step away from becoming a "human immortal"?
A huge wave rose in Zhao Duan's heart, and he felt a strong sense of unreality.
It is unacceptable that such a great man is actually Lao Wang who gets away with it for free.
That’s right… No wonder he could copy my sentences so quickly and imprint them on the towers of the Tianshi Mansion… No wonder Jin Jian and Lao Wang have such a close relationship… No wonder the talismans he casually gave out are so powerful…
At this moment, Zhao Duan felt mixed emotions.
There was a sense of surprise that he had already met the boss, but also a sense of guilt...
Well, I was so disrespectful when talking to Lao Wang before... I hope Master Zhang Tianshi won’t hold a grudge against me?
"Junior... Junior, nice to meet Master Zhang... Heavenly Master."
Zhao Duan tried his best to force a smile, bowed respectfully, and pretended not to know him.
Zhang Yanyi obviously had no intention of exposing their private relationship in public, and just nodded.
Then he swept his eyes across the entire audience and said:
"I have been informed of this matter, and this is the end of it. If Xuan Yin has any objections, please let him come to my Tianshi Mansion and speak in person."
The final word!
There is no nonsense or empty talk, just the leisurely and elegant manner of speaking reason.
Translated, it's just one sentence:
Forget about this matter. If you want to cause trouble outside the Tianshi Mansion, let that old bald donkey Xuanyin come. You are not qualified.
As for the aggressiveness of the old monk from the Discipline Hall just now, although Zhang Yanyi didn't mind being beaten to death, he simply ignored it when he remembered what the empress said before he came out.
"As this involves the royal family, it is inconvenient for me to intervene. I would like to ask the Heavenly Master to deal with the aftermath... As for that monk, I will deal with him myself."
At that time, Xu Zhenguan's voice was cold, as if he was angry but holding back.
None of the monks in Shenlong Temple dared to object, and the old monk who had just given the order to arrest people was as obedient as a quail.
"Follow the Heavenly Master's instructions!"
Gongshu Tianyuan and other priests looked radiant and full of energy.
Straightening his back and raising his chin, the little fat man made a "please" gesture to Bian Ji and others.
Bian Ji sighed, put his hands together and bowed.
Without saying a word, he immediately turned around and signaled to the monks, carrying the injured and unconscious Tianhai, and quickly and shamefully withdrew from the crowd like a tide.
After walking a considerable distance, Bian Ji suddenly turned his head and stared blankly at the head of the Discipline Hall:
"You have acted without authorization today, provoking conflict between our Buddhist sect and the imperial court. I will report the truth to the abbot."
The old monk, who had just been in a rage and seemed to have lost his mind because his beloved disciple was seriously injured, raised his gray eyebrows and his eyes became clear.
His expression was extremely calm, completely different from before.
He looked at Bian Ji without any hesitation and said calmly:
"No need to bother. I will personally resign from the abbot and banish myself from the capital to appease the Xu royal family's wrath."
Bian Ji sneered, as if he saw through his thoughts, and said quietly:
"Do you think this is enough? Is it really worth it for you to go this far for Nagarjuna? Aren't you afraid that the cunning rabbit will die and the running dog will be cooked?
Or are you sure that the abbot is compassionate and won't really punish you severely?
Even if it's detrimental to the temple for the sake of your future lineage leader?!"
The old monk shook his head and said:
"I don't understand what the mage is saying."
Bian Ji looked indifferent, snorted, and walked away, leaving only one sentence:
"May the best be to you!"
…
Around the ring.
He left in disgrace along with a group of monks from Shenlong Temple.
The fight ended with just one sentence from Zhang Yanyi.
"Master...I..." Zhao Duan opened his mouth, still in shock.
In my ears, I only heard the old Taoist's smiling voice:
"Haha, it's not convenient here and now. We'll meet again someday. Now, please hurry to the palace. His Majesty wants to see you."
Your Majesty, will you see me?
Because it's not convenient here, so wait for me at the palace?
Zhao Duan felt inexplicably excited and anxious.
However, he had anticipated this before taking the stage today.
As long as he knows how he can summon the Taia Sword, the empress will definitely find him and ask him in person.
The old Taoist priest said this, rolled up his sleeves, and turned into a wisp of blue cloud, floating towards the Taoist temple.
The priests also hurriedly followed.
At the same time, the huge bell in the huge and ancient bell tower rumbled, sweeping across the capital.
"clang--"
"clang--"
This means that this year's battle between Buddhism and Taoism has officially ended.
The winner was neither the Tianshi Mansion nor the Shenlong Temple, but the Xu royal family, which had been silent and declining for hundreds of years.
as well as……
A man named Zhao who became famous with the help of the Taia sword.
"grown ups!"
When Zhao Duan stepped down from the stage, he was immediately surrounded by the imperial guards from the Pear Blossom Hall and gathered with officials from the imperial court.
"Come here, quickly help Lord Zhao get on the carriage and return to the palace to heal his wounds."
Mo Chou spoke first, but she was giving orders.
Zhao Duan was stunned, and then he realized that the old Taoist priest, or the treasure hidden in the dark, had also sent a message to Mochou.
After nodding to other acquaintances, he was surrounded and taken to a nearby carriage with Mochou.
After watching the carriage quickly leave along the exclusive passage, the officials came back to their senses.
"What a great event! After today, the imperial court will regain its momentum." Many people thought so.
This guy... actually stole the limelight... However, fortunately, it was not his real strength, but the imperial sister's secret manipulation. He was just pushed forward as a mascot to prove to the world that the royal family has not declined... Xu Junling thought in his heart.
But... is it really just a mascot?
Or, a hidden dragon?
Xu Junling was distracted and felt that Zhao Duan's rating should be raised again.
Eunuch Hai, Ma Yan, and Xue Shence fell into a trance-like state after the sword "opened the sky".
Seems to be savoring.
It was not until this moment that he woke up when someone called him.
"I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."
Xue Shence said this harshly and left in an impatient manner.
Ma Yan also instructed Zhang Han and others to help him clear the crowd, and then he ran away as if something had happened.
Eunuch Hai also muttered a few words in a low voice, and his figure flashed and disappeared.
I don’t know if it was just three people, but in the crowd around the arena, many martial artists with good skills seemed to have realized something at this moment.
Only they can appreciate the exquisiteness of this sword.
Although Zhao Duan's performance was not even a fraction as good as Emperor Taizu's, the fact that they came from the same source was enough for many people to ponder over and over again.
On the way back to Beijing, Eunuch Hai walked through the wind, still muttering:
"This kid... is he really compatible with the Xu family? We haven't even learned the Creation Sword Art from the Martial God Diagram..."
The crowd dispersed.
However, the details of this tortuous battle have just begun to spread.
…
…
Jizhao nunnery.
In a pond with withered lotus leaves, a fat white carp jumped out of the water, swung its tail, splashed water, and then fell, but it did not attract the attention of the two women beside the pond.
Princess Yunyang was still holding the previous letter about "Buddhism's great victory" in her hand.
At this moment, he raised his neck and stared blankly at the dark clouds in the distance that seemed to have cracked into golden cracks before, but were now slowly healing.
The sound of the bell signaling the end of the fight echoed in my ears.
"it's over?"
Yunyang withdrew his gaze and looked at the female Bodhisattva by the pool with a little uncertainty.
The wet black hair hung down to the waist, revealing a large area of white, plump and soft flesh of the Prajna Bodhisattva. Her eyebrows and eyes were slender, like those of the Guanyin statue, and she was also gazing into the distance.
But the falcon never showed up.
Until the nun who had gone out to watch the fight came back in a hurry, rushed into the small courtyard, held her knees, and said breathlessly:
"Buddha, Tianhai lost!"
Lost?
Princess Yunyang was the first to jump up and said in surprise:
"Didn't you say that Shenlong Temple won? Why did you lose again?"
The little nun's face flushed with excitement. She waved her hands and explained quickly:
"I won the duel with the Tianshi Mansion, but later, I accepted the challenge from the Dayu royal family and lost..."
Then, stammering, she recounted the entire incident she had witnessed.
After hearing the whole story, the unruly Princess Yunyang was stunned.
Her beautiful face was almost distorted, and she said in disbelief:
"That... Zhao Duan, picked up the Tai'a Sword? Defeat you?"
The little nun thought for a moment and said:
"It's hard to say they lost. That King Zhao also relied on weapons. The head of the Discipline Hall even got into an argument with him, but Zhang Tianshi intervened and suppressed it..."
It’s true… It’s true… Yunyang staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.
Thinking about this time, he actually let his niece Xu Zhenguan take advantage of him again. He felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe. He clenched the dirt beside his buttocks with his ten fingers and murmured:
"It's Zhao Duan again, it's him again..."
Prajna Bodhisattva had a faint smile on his face.
Especially after listening to the last part of the story told by the little nun, I laughed even more heartily, and finally burst into laughter:
"Hahaha……"
The little nun was timid and whispered tentatively:
"Bodhisattva? Why are you so happy? This time, the abbot must have offended the court. I'm afraid something bad will happen."
The beautiful nun with a lotus mark on her forehead smiled.
Turning around, holding the jade bottle, he looked at the remaining lotus leaves in the pond and said softly:
"Isn't that a good thing? Xuanyin wanted to strengthen Buddhism and was reluctant to suppress Longshu and Dajing, fearing that it would damage the strength of Buddhism. Now, he is just reaping the consequences of his own actions."
The little nun looked confused and didn't understand.
Prajna kept silent and was too lazy to explain to her.
I just sighed softly in my heart:
"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Political struggles between parties are not limited to the government."
Only a very few people knew that the seemingly foolish and impulsive behavior of the head of the Discipline Hall was nothing more than a game between Nagarjuna and Xuanyin within the vast power of the Shenlong Temple.
As for Tianhai, he was nothing more than a chess piece that Bodhisattva Nagarjuna intended to support.
"But, life is like a game of chess. Who isn't a player in the game?"
The female Bodhisattva looked bored, then recalled the scene that her "wisdom eye" had vaguely seen that day, and whispered to herself:
"Zhao Duan..."
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