At this time, Qingyan thought of the words from Taohua Valley and his grandfather, and his heart tightened.

"Uncle Master, Jie Jiang pointed out that as one of the eight great skills, it is not necessary to say what power is. Qing Yan is curious about who created this skill?"

"This skill was created by your master and became famous seventy years ago."

Sure enough! It was also seventy years ago.

"According to the uncle's meaning, Jiejiang means that it was not created at the beginning of the founding of the Zhanlu Temple, but two hundred years after the establishment of the temple?"

Fashan nodded slowly, "Yes, Jie Jiang refers to the magical skill created by your master. In his old age, he passed it to the abbot's senior brother, and then the abbot's senior brother passed it to the three of us."

"I guess his master must have had a profound attainment in martial arts back then, otherwise he would never have been able to create such magical skills."

"Among the Yuan generation, his teacher is indeed the best in both Buddhism and martial arts." Fashan sighed, "Of the four brothers, only the third brother is the most like his teacher, alas..."

Qingyan was also very sad, "How great would it be if Master was still alive."

"Okay, I'll talk about it here. If you have any questions, wait and see if you ask your master in the future, hurry up now."

"Uncle Master, can you practice this Buddhist lion roar in the end? My throat has not recovered yet. Why don't we practice the Golden Light Angry Step first?"

"start."

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Jinling, Prince Pei Mansion.

Many civil and military officials sat in the main hall with King Pei.

"Since Zhao Gen was executed, most of the former King of Zheng's party came to the command of the King of Wu, which is a huge threat to us." Lu Bohao, the Minister of War, looked worried.

"What Lord Lu said is that the so-called thin camel is larger than a horse. The Zhengwang Party used to be in the entire court. Now it started with Chai Shirong, the minister of Dali Temple, and quickly moved closer to the King of Wu in a very short time. If it was time, it would be a major concern for us."

Prince of Pei Zhao Xiang sat down at the head and lowered his head to meditate and remained silent.

As one of the top figures in the Pei royal party, the Minister of Revenue Pan Ning also abnormally did not speak.

"Prince, the official believes that it is better to start first."

"Yes, give the King of Wu a warning first, which will definitely make the wait-and-see court officials afraid."

Zhao Xiang said slowly: "Then tell me how to start first?"

"Prince, the lower official believes that the advisor will first make the attack, find a few unclean butts and tear off a piece of meat." Lu Bohao told his plan to deduce overnight. "And the prince, as the only military force of the King of Wu, will definitely make us feel like a thorn in his throat after the Tiger Guard Camp formed. The lower official suggests that the silver money he rebuilt can be dragged down if he can."

Sun Qi, the Minister of Personnel, applauded, "It's true that the plan is good. Not only can I suppress the King of Wu as much as possible after two rounds, but it will also make other wait-and-see officials stop moving forward."

"Mr. Pan, what do you think about this?" Zhao Xiang asked the silent Pan Ning.

"The official believes that Lord Lu's plan is feasible." Pan Ning realized that he was a little out of control and quickly agreed.

"Since that's the case, you can start doing it as soon as possible." Zhao Xiang said coldly, "Mr. Lu, remember, the silver money from the Huwei Camp is not released until the last moment. If Zhao Qingyan goes to the Ministry of War to scatter, you can say that the money is all in the Ministry of Revenue. If it is a big deal, it doesn't matter. I will deal with you in front of my father."

Lu Bohao bowed and said, "Sometimes have passed since Your Majesty reorganized the left and right Yulin Army into the Dragon and Xiang Tiger Guard. That day, His Majesty made it clear in Jinhua Hall that the second battalion must be expanded to 20,000 within three months. If the time limit for the Tiger Guard has not been expanded, it would be a deceased emperor's order."

Zhao Xiang's eyes lit up when he heard this, "General Yan, do his best to enlist the young and strong inside and outside Jinling to the Longxiang Camp first. Even if it is full, it doesn't matter. Use some means to prevent the remaining young and strong from joining the Huwei Camp. I don't need to say more about what I want."

Yan Ze thought of the shame brought to him by the prince side by side, and felt endless anger in his heart, and then said in a deep voice: "Please rest assured, I will know how to act."

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While the Pei Wang Party was making careful plans, Zhao Jing was not idle in the Wu Palace.

"Everyone, as expected, the main hall of Prince Pei's Mansion is definitely much more lively than this one." Zhao Jing smiled at the many officials in the hall.

"The prince's words must be correct. Although the officials think they are all mobs, they also have some tricks." Chai Shirong took the conversation with a smile.

And he did not expect that he would become a member of the King of Wu Party. A month ago, he would never have expected to take this step. But that said, if he did not have the only big umbrella of the King of Wu, then the remaining party of Zheng, including himself, would have been sent to a place where birds would not shit even if they were not removed from their official positions.

Bao Wenlong, the Minister of Justice, was in his fifties and was once a member of the Zheng King's Party. Later, under the lobbying of Chai Shirong, he naturally joined the King of Wu. After hearing the latter's words, he smiled faintly, "What Lord Chai said is true. The admonition under the King of Pei can be said to be a stinky stone in the pit. If you target someone and bite it, it would be extremely uncomfortable."

"It seems that the two masters know very well about the ability of King Pei." Zhao Jing said helplessly: "I believe all of you have heard of it. Although I am the fourth prince and King Wu of Southern Zhao, I know very little about the struggle in the court. I have always wanted to be a prince of Taiping."

Then he sighed, "But after Zhao Gen was executed, King Pei not only wanted to catch all the adults in one go, but even the outsider, he didn't want to let go. I got to this point out of helplessness."

"The emperor knew many years ago that the prince was pure and kind-hearted, but the so-called tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. As the only obstacle on the way to heaven by King Pei, it was no longer possible for the prince to retreat behind the scenes." Chai Shirong recalled Zhao Gen's last words in Jinhua Palace, his eyes gradually became firm.

"Mr. Chai said very well, and the prince who stood side by side had said similar things to me. If this court was really controlled by King Pei, then the fate of all the lords and me would definitely be extremely tragic."

After Zhao Jing finished speaking, he glanced at the many court officials in the hall and said in a deep voice: "I expect that King Pei will take the lead in attack within three days, and the one who acted as a front pawn was to persuade the envoy. I know that all the great masters have been in office for many years and have more or less hidden secrets, but I still hope that you will do your best to cut off the excess tail."

"Mr. Bao, although the envoys of Taiwan have the responsibility to supervise and impeach all officials, they have no position to hear the case. As the Minister of Justice, Master Bao must try his best to deal with it."

"Mr. Chai, some small cases and justice departments can still handle them, but if they are too involved, they will definitely come to Dali Temple. At that time, I hope Mr. Chai will stabilize the situation and gain time."

Seeing Zhao Jing stand up and give orders, many officials also stand up and obey orders.

"My dear lords, I am not talented and cannot guarantee that you will be able to achieve success with me in the future, but as long as you do not abandon me, I will definitely do my best."

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Zhanlu Temple, under the jade bi without words.

Looking at the thick tree trunks in front of me, a smile appeared on Qingyan's tired face.

"It's quite qualified. It seems that the strict teachings you have given you over the years have not been in vain." Fashan stood beside the tree and smiled.

"Uncle Master, I have broken more than twenty pairs of shoes over the years, my throat almost lost four times, and I have poked my ten fingers for countless times. In your opinion, I am just qualified?" Qingyan lay on the ground and looked in pain.

Fashan was not angry when he heard this, "Your Master and Second Master are old and have complicated affairs. I don't have the energy as much as my uncle. Otherwise, if they were the two of them to guide you, you might not even have the strength to speak now."

"Did the uncle say something a little alarmist? The two uncles have very kind faces. It is impossible for them to treat me like this, right?"

Fazhi just smiled and didn't answer, "As the only disciple of the third senior brother, you are still carrying the important task of finding the emperor's lord. Of course, you must integrate the martial arts of my Zhanlu Temple."

Hearing this, Qingyan turned his head and looked at the stone tower not far away.

"Master, don't worry, old man. The disciple will never let the emperor stay away from the law for too long. When you catch this evil thief, you will definitely take him to the tower and kneel until you are angry!"

"While it's still early, go and meet the abbot's senior brother. Uncle Master is here for a while."

Qingyan turned over, kowtowed to the stone pagoda and Fashan solemnly, and walked towards the Yuantong Hall.

"Second Brother Third, I have accepted so many disciples, but none of them can catch up with you, a cheap disciple..."

When he arrived at the Yuantong Hall, Fa Hong sat alone in the hall like the first encounter.

"Master, Qingyan is here to say goodbye to you."

"The time is shorter than expected. It seems that the blood in your body and your own understanding should not be underestimated." Fa Hong's old face was very relieved.

Qingyan felt a little embarrassed, "Master Bo praised me. My martial arts attainments are definitely not as good as my mother."

"This is not important. What is important is that you have learned the top martial arts of Zhanlu Temple now and can truly be called a disciple of Zhanlu Temple."

"Qingyan will never let down the cultivation of all the uncles and uncles, and will not embarrass his mentor."

Fa Hong patted Qingyan's shoulder, his eyes full of love.

"Master, I'm very curious about one thing, I don't know whether to ask or not."

"It's okay to say anything."

Qingyan took a deep breath and said, "I am lucky to have learned the Jiejiang finger from the jade bi without words. It is not necessary to say its power and exquisiteness. But I heard from my uncle that this Jiejiang finger was created by the master and later passed to the master and finally passed to others. But why did the disciple understand the Jiejiang finger from the jade bi? Isn't it better if the uncle personally preached it?"

"This Jijiang finger is indeed as you said, and it has been created and passed down to this day by your master, but do you know where your Jijiang finger comes from?"

"Is it really from that jade bi?" Qing Yan was very shocked.

"Yes, the original Jijiang finger did come from this jade bi. As for why your master passed the Jijiang finger in this way, now you who have spyed the secret of Jijiang finger in the jade bi, you should know the answer."

Qingyan remained silent.

"Actually, it's okay to say it out. The four of us, except for your master's Dharma Wisdom, all three of us, including the master, returned in front of the jade bi and realized nothing."

Fa Hong's words made Qing Yan's guess a fact. If it weren't for hearing it with your own ears, he would never believe that the Jade Bi, which the Apocalypse Monk, had not realized except for Fazhi, had peeked out of the way in just ten days.

"As a senior brother, I have to sigh that the third junior brother's choice of apprentice on his deathbed is really a good qualification that is rare in a century." Fa Hong was not inferior to a junior at all.

"Master, where did this jade bi come from?"

Hearing the question, Fa Hong waved his thin arm.

Then, all the doors and windows of Yuantong Hall were closed together, and the warm sunlight shone in with the window paper.

This is naturally not how Fa Hong had arranged people in advance in front of Baiyu’s doors and windows. Just a wave of his hand shows how unfathomable his martial arts are.
Chapter completed!