The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

Outside Dali City.

North of Zhongyue Peak in Diancang Mountain.

The famous Tianlong Temple is located here.

Tianlong Temple, also known as Chongsheng Temple, is the royal temple of Dali. It has an important position in Dali and is known as the"National Temple".

Unlike other major dynasties, Dali is a truly Buddhist country. From the king to the common people, most of them believe in Buddhism, so there are many Buddhist temples in the territory.

But Tenryuji Temple is undoubtedly the holy land of Buddhism. Even the kings of the past dynasties mostly went to Tenryuji Temple to become monks after abdicating their thrones.

Not only in Dali, but also in the world of martial arts, it is quite prestigious.

As time goes by, Tianlong Temple has gradually become a behemoth, and its status has vaguely surpassed that of the Dali royal family.

The power he holds is even greater than that of the king!

Not only are there many masters in the temple, but they also have many monk soldiers and have a quite powerful army.

Even the decree of Emperor Baoding, the current emperor of Dali, may not be able to control the monks of Tianlong Temple.

It is conceivable that its high status has reached an incredible level.

Listening to Duan Zhengchun's narration, Ji Changan looked calm, but his eyes were a little strange. He glanced at the Zhennan King and said with a half-smile but not a smile:

"Old Duan, you are a bit dishonest."

"After telling me so much, do you want to use my hand to eradicate this Tianlong Temple?"

When Duan Zhengchun heard this, he suddenly sweated like rain, and his face became a little pale. He gave a forced smile and hurriedly explained:

"I don’t dare, I don’t dare, how could I have the guts to take advantage of you!"

"Duan just wants to say that if your Majesty takes action against Tianlong Temple today, my imperial brother should be happy to see the result and will not send troops to help Tianlong Temple......."

Ji Changan sneered and said lightly:

"Even if he sends thousands of troops, what can he do to me? They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Duan

Zhengchun was sweating profusely and was at a loss.

Ji Changan sighed, patted his shoulder, and chuckled:

"Don't worry so much"

"Although I have a bad reputation, I am not a murderous demon. If the monks in Tianlong Temple know each other and give me the Six Meridians Divine Sword, everything will be fine. But if they don't know how to commend me, then I can only use I used some small tricks."

"But for your sake, I won't care about others, I will just deal with the monks of Tianlong Temple."

When Duan Zhengchun heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and let out a sigh of relief. A rather strange sense of pride emerged in his heart.

It turns out that I, old Duan, actually still have some face in front of Ji Xianmo!

If this matter spreads, I am afraid that I, Duan Zhengchun, will become famous in the world!

But Duan Zhengchun is not stupid. He knows very well that Ji Changan gave him face because of the two beautiful people Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing. For the sake of his daughter.

Therefore, he did not dare to say anything. He just cupped his hands and said loudly:

"Thank you, little friend Ji!"

"You're welcome."

Ji Changan waved his hand and didn't say much.

His impression of the King of Zhennan was not bad.

What's more, this man is also his cheap father-in-law, so he should save some face.

Then, he He raised his head and glanced at the magnificent, solemn and resplendent Buddhist temple on the mountain. He couldn't help but sneered and said with emotion:

"Temples all over the world are really the same. The bald donkeys in the temples have worked hard to build each one more luxurious and grand than the other. They wish they could cover the walls with gold foil."

"Haha, I spent all my money like sand, pretending to be gods and ghosts, and plundered the last bit of money from those poor believers. I don’t know what line of Buddhism they practiced......."

Ji Changan has no favorable impression of Buddhism at all.

Of course, Buddhism is not wrong.

It’s just that people from the Buddhist sect are really filthy and annoying.

"Forget it, I just said that I want to give Lao Duan some face, so I won’t argue too much with these thieves and bald donkeys today, let’s go up and take a look first."

Ji Changan temporarily suppressed the disgust in his heart, patted the golden chariot under him, and said calmly:

"Keep walking and go to Tenryuji Temple."

Jiumozhi's face was full of reluctance, and his eyes were even more reluctant.

As a generation of eminent monks, how could he be willing to go to Tianlong Temple to embarrass himself? (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But because of Ji Changan's Jiumozhi was so powerful that he didn't dare to say anything, let alone resist. He could only grit his teeth and silently pick up the weight on his shoulders, begging not to be recognized for a while. After a while, Ji Changan Taking a golden chariot, we arrived in front of the Main Hall of Tianlong Temple.

Perhaps it was because the momentum of this group of people was too great.

Hundreds of people had already gathered in Tianlong Temple, blocking the square to watch, wanting to see who was coming. The temple is so grand.

The abbot of Tianlong Temple, Benyin, led the other four eminent monks of the"｀～本" generation, Benchen, Benguan, Bencan, and Benxiang, to step out from the crowd and arrive. In front of all the lamas.

Benyin's eyes swept over the bodies of the many lamas. There was some doubt in his eyes, but he still put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name softly:

"Amitabha"

"Fellow disciples, you have come all the way from afar, but I don’t know why you came to my Tianlong Temple?"

The lama is a Buddhist monk from the Snowy Land, and all Buddhists in the world belong to the same family. Since they are from the same sect, and there are so many lamas accompanying him, the one on the chariot must also be a certain eminent monk.

Therefore, the reason is quite polite..

What the old monk didn't expect was that a slender, white, jade-like palm suddenly gently opened the gauze curtain on the chariot frame, revealing an extremely young and handsome face, and said with a chuckle:

"Great monk, you have found the wrong person. You are not from the same family as you."

"ah?!"

Ben was a little dumbfounded.[]

(Wang Zhaohao) What was carried on this chariot was actually not some eminent monk from the snowy land, but an extremely handsome young man with white clothes and white hair.

What's even more bizarre is that this young man actually fell into the arms of an extremely outstanding beauty, just like a prince or grandson, a playboy, dissolute and wanton.

Ben's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he stared at Ji Changan closely.

Could this person be a powerful person from the Snow Country?

But this idea was quickly rejected by himself.

This young man was clearly dressed as a Han Chinese and was unlikely to be from a foreign country.

At this moment, Ben's eyes suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure among the crowd.

King of Zhennan?

Why is he here?

Benyin frowned, looked at Duan Zhengchun, recited a Buddha's name softly, and asked in a deep voice:

"Amitabha, Zhengchun, may I ask this layman in the chariot, is he His Majesty's distinguished guest?".