208. The Tea Is Good, But Not To My Taste.
208. The Tea Is Good, But Not To My Taste.
In the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion, the Nether Ancestor stood next to Wang Lin, standing proudly with his hands behind his back.
"Masters, I didn't expect you to come to Yunzhou. Please take a seat."
Wang Lin greeted him warmly and ordered Liu Qianjin to bring tea.
The bald donkeys looked at each other in confusion, wondering why Wang Lin was suddenly so enthusiastic towards them.
They came to kill Wang Lin.
Could it be that Wang Lin wants to give in because he knows he is invincible?
Or is Wang Lin deliberately showing weakness to his enemies and just waiting for them to jump in?
After taking a look at the Nether Ancestor, Huanxi Arhat decided to take a look at the situation first.
As for Crouching Tiger Arhat, they were not very worried.
After all, Fuhu Arhat's invincible golden body is comparable to divine iron. Even if he loses to the devil, he can still survive for a while.
The most urgent task is to get rid of Wang Lin first.
"Several masters, you came too timely."
Wang Lin smiled to himself.
"The grassroots people in the eight continents resisted fiercely, leaving the imperial army helpless and causing heavy casualties.
"I wonder if Master is willing to open temples on eight continents?"
Wang Lin's words made the shrewd bald donkey stunned for a moment.
The Daxia Kingdom was extremely guarded against their Xiao Xitian, and Wang Lin actually asked them to open temples on eight continents.
Are you sure Wang Lin isn't making fun of them?
"Is this true?"
Huanxi Luohan looked at Wang Lin and said in a deep voice.
Don't think about it, this must be Wang Jia's conspiracy.
But no matter what Wang Lin's purpose is, as long as they dare to let them open a temple, they dare to open it.
This is the confidence that strength brings to them.
Mere conspiracies and tricks are not worth mentioning in the face of absolute strength.
If they don't even dare to ask for the benefits that are delivered to their door, then why are they still staying in Daxia? They might as well go back to their hometown and sleep with the nun in their arms.
"Seriously." Wang Lin nodded and said seriously.
"The army has suffered heavy casualties, and I don't know when it will be full. I really don't want to see the unnecessary sacrifice of soldiers again.
"If Buddhism is willing to assist the imperial army and suppress the martial arts, then I will allow you to open a temple...
The crowd of bald donkeys surrounding them showed their determination, and they could not suppress their excitement at this moment.
Huanxi Luohan said quickly.
"Is this what His Majesty means? It is not impossible for us to open a temple and suppress the martial arts rebels, but we still need His Majesty to give us an imperial edict."
"It's impossible." Wang Lin refused without thinking.
Bald donkey is a heretical cult, if the little emperor makes an order, the consequences will be more serious than colluding with Xiao Xitian.
I'm afraid it will immediately trigger a siege from sects all over the world.
If the bald donkey is allowed to open a temple, then the responsibility can be shifted to him.
Wang Lin is not worried about getting himself into trouble because of this.
Because he will solve the bald donkey within a certain period of time, before the people of the world can react.
"good."
Happy Arhat doesn’t talk nonsense either.
Mainly, they also knew that it was impossible for the little emperor to make an order.
But Wang Lin’s Chengruo is enough.
When the time comes, they will let Wang Lin understand what it means to invite God is easy to send God away.
Moreover, everyone in the Eight Continents martial arts school is in danger, and opening a temple at this time is simply a god-sent opportunity.
As long as the news that Buddhism is willing to protect them is released, the masters of the rivers and lakes from the eight continents will have to squeeze their heads to seek refuge?
The bald donkeys became more and more excited as they thought about it.
"Fantasy to your heart's content..." Wang Lin sneered secretly, drinking tea calmly on the surface.
"The next official pays homage to the general."
Zhan Wenguang, who rushed back, saw this, his face changed slightly, and he bowed respectfully.
"No need to be polite, just sit down.
Wang Lin smiled, and he became more and more pleased with Zhan Wenguang.
There is no other reason. Zhan Wenguang is able to grasp the reality clearly, relax his body, and the teamwork is reliable.
Zhan Wenguang met almost all the requirements of superiors for subordinates.
Such a talented person, Wang Lin doesn't mind sparing his life.
Of course, the main reason is that Zhan Wenguang did not do any serious evil in Yunzhou.
The crimes they committed were to cause trouble for officials or wealthy businessmen and to ask for money.
As for the people, Zhan Wenguang basically didn't care about everything and acted in accordance with the laws of the court.
But for the common people, it is sometimes a great happiness if officials do not bother them.
The reason why people are starved of food is because Jianghu sects are too rampant.
There are countless small gangs, and they are basically all outer disciples of the sect.
Zhan Wenguang wants to take care of it but is powerless. After all, this is a world where the strong are respected.
Zhan Wenguang complained to Emperor Xia many times, but in the end he ignored it.
Precisely because Zhan Wenguang made no big mistake, even if he married Yunzhen, the imperial army did not cause trouble for Zhan Wenguang.
Like the two continents next door, Zhou Mu did many evil things. The imperial army first cut off Zhou Mu's sacrificial flag.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin felt that it was necessary to pay a visit to Yunzhou's invincible being.
Although on the surface this invincible heavenly being doesn't care about anything, the fact that Yunzhou is experiencing such chaos may have something to do with him.
"Thank you, General." Zhan Wenguang looked flattered and sat aside, bowing his head.
But he was extremely nervous and wanted to leave here immediately.
The grudge between Wang Lin and Xiao Xitian is well known to the world. How dare he, a small Zhou Mu, get involved.
But there was no way, since Wang Lin asked him to sit down, he had to sit down even if he didn't want to.
Yunzhen took the opportunity to leave with the Zhan family's six thousand gold, and called a dozen maids to come in and wait on her.
Both sides are invincible, and if they fight, Chiyu will be in trouble.
They will die in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
"..Masters, is the tea not to your liking?"
Seeing the nine bald donkeys looking at him with twinkling eyes, Wang Lin said with a smile.
"The tea is very good, but it just doesn't suit my appetite."
Longhui Bodhisattva smiled reservedly.
Although she was smiling, her eyes were cold.
They had recorded the conversation with Wang Lin just now with a photo jade stone.
With Xiao Xitian's strength, he can open a temple with just a name. Who can stop them?
Then the problem comes back.
Should we take action to kill Wang Lin?
Wang Lin chuckled lightly, with a calm look on his face, and picked up the teacup.
"In this case, I won't keep a few masters."
The hall was filled with an atmosphere of terror. For a moment, everyone was silent and looked at Wang Lin quietly.
After a long time, Huanxi Arhat stood up first and said with a smile.
"The poor monk took his leave first and thanked King Shi for his hospitality.
He felt that killing Wang Lin would most likely fail.
Although there are many of them, it is well known that the invincible heavenly beings of Daxia are famous for their fighting prowess.
As for their Buddhist sect, the strongest one is the golden body, which is used to prove the Tao.
They only have one chance to take action. If they cannot kill Wang Lin with one strike, they will not be able to stop the Nether Ancestor if he wants to take Wang Lin away.
Coupled with the fact that the devil is proficient in the power of space, I am afraid he will be able to arrive within a breath or two.
Don't lose the rice by stealing the chicken when the time comes.
Let’s eat the fat meat from the eight continents first.
Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities to kill Wang Lin in the future, so there is no rush. .
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