"Master Marquis, where should we go next?" Ding Xiu sighed softly and asked with his hands raised. "Let's go to the Feitian Tiger Temple." Su Changqing said. "Okay, I'll prepare my horse immediately." Ding Xiu took out the signaling arrow from his waist and was about to release it, but was stopped by Su Changqing. "You two have extraordinary talents, but you don't practice well, so be optimistic." Su Changqing stepped forward and grabbed Ding Xiu and Cheng Shifei with one hand. He grabbed them both horizontally and jumped up, just like taking a step through the clouds and riding the mist, and landed in the sky. "Oh my god, it's too high..." Cheng Shifei fell heavily on the clouds and looked down with wide eyes. "If I come back one day, I hope I won't see the dead bones on your graves." Su Changqing turned his back to the two of them, speaking in a calm and otherworldly manner. Ding Xiu and Cheng Shifei were startled at the same time, and suddenly there was an incomparable loneliness in their hearts. The vast sky and earth, white horses passing through the gaps, were traveling in the world. Su Changqing said it very easily, but both of them knew that this farewell would really be an eternal farewell.
.................................................... At the Flying God Tiger Temple, people come and go, including famous families from Chang'an City and other places. This temple was built on the site of the former Great Buddha Temple, which has long since disappeared. A huge black tiger stands here with two wings. The bronze sculpture is lifelike. On one side is the even larger Changqinghou Temple, with two swords on its waist, buried in the frost and snow. It is majestic and otherworldly, like a giant standing in the clouds. . Su Changqing dispersed the clouds, grabbed the two of them, and settled on the top of the huge sculpture, staring down. This time, he came to kill someone. "The flying tiger has escaped, but the incense in the temple is still so good." Cheng Shifei said in wonder as he stared at the people coming and going below. "Your Majesty spent one hundred thousand taels to build it, but the wealthy people in Chang'an City alone donated nearly 18 million taels to this temple." Ding Xiu said softly. When it comes to making money, who can compare to the Empress, who ransacked the Murong family of Gusu, a wealthy man from the south of the Yangtze River, and had thirteen thousand people who were as wealthy as anyone in the world. "Do you think that the emperors who built temples in all dynasties believed in Buddhism and religion? That is only one reason. In most cases, they can make a lot of money." "It is common to destroy the Buddha and the Tao." This was the first time Cheng Shifei knew how profitable it was to build a temple, and he couldn't help but feel wonderful. "I will also build a temple for myself later." "The most your temple is is the two-inch-high Earth Temple next to the City God. Do you think your reputation is that great?" Ding Xiuyi said happily. Cheng Shifei's face was stern. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction. In front of the Feitian Tiger Temple, there is a monk wearing brocade silk and black robes who has been standing still for an unknown amount of time. He has a majestic figure, a face as sharp as a knife, eyes like a falcon, a hooked nose and a mean look, but his earlobes are extremely large and thick, and his shoulders hang down, making him comparable to Jiumozhi. His aura is even more unpredictable. Even if there are a lot of people coming and going around, they can't get within three feet of him, forming a vacuum zone and automatically avoiding the monk. "This person is not simple." Ding Xiu looked sideways and said in horror.
"He pushed everyone away with his extremely tyrannical Qi. This cost a lot of money. Even I, who practices the indestructible power of the Vajra, are not willing to waste it like this." Cheng Shifei said in surprise. Moreover, who knows how long this monk in black has been standing here. They have entered Tiangang, and they can feel the terrifying energy and blood in this black-clothed monk, which is almost as large as a massive amount. A red Luan sedan came from a distance, eighteen red-clothed trumpets were carried, and petals fell. The next moment, the sedan curtain was opened, and a figure leaped over, with surging breath and impressive momentum. It was none other than Jiumo wisdom. "The young monk pays homage to the master." Jiumozhi held a flower in one hand, came to the black-clothed monk, and said with his hands clasped together. "Jiumozhi, I asked you to come here alone, but you are so arrogant?" The monk in black said with a hint of coldness as he looked at the extremely coquettish Jiumozhi. He is a majestic wandering immortal, but he is not as grand as Jiumozhi. Is this guy sick? If Su Changqing and the empress were provoked, this would not cause trouble. "The young monk is about to leave, but he still can't help but miss everything here. However, the young monk did not inform Marquis Changqing. Your Majesty, you don't have to do this." Jiumozhi was startled and said quickly. Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night. He has already ascended, and no one knows about it. Doesn’t that mean he ascended in vain? As soon as this scene started, who didn't know that Xijiu Mo ascended first than Dong Changqing? "Ascension is extremely difficult, and there are only a few people in the world who can do it. I am willing to take you away, which is a blessing for you to practice Buddhism for many years." The monk in black clasped his hands together and said. Jiumozhi looked happy and nodded quickly: "Without further delay, let's ascend quickly." "Master, why are you here?" A sound came from afar, booming, resounding throughout the Flying God Tiger Temple, attracting countless people's attention. Everyone raised their heads in shock and looked at the sky. On top of the huge sculpture of Chang Qing Hou, there were three figures standing. The person in the middle was dressed in white as snow, with sleeves flying in the wind, and two daggers at his waist, glaring. It was Su Changqing. "Master Marquis is here? Ding Xiu, are you here too?" Jiumozhi looked up at the three of them and couldn't help but be startled. Didn't you agree not to send it to him? The next moment, he was surprised and happy. "With this gift from the Marquis, I am afraid that I, Jiumozhi, will become famous all over the world even in Dashang." The black-clothed monk suddenly raised his head, staring at Su Changqing with a pair of hawk-like eyes. "Master Marquis, I have accepted King Maha Lun Ming as my disciple. I am here today to help him ascend." The monk in black clasped his hands together and said calmly. "I can't take people to ascend, I can only bring some dead objects. Master, you might as well demonstrate to me how to take people to ascend?" Su Changqing stared, murderous intent clearly evident.
Jiumozhi's expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look at the monk in black. He suddenly understood why Su Changqing was here, to save him. "How powerful the Marquis is, he can't take people to ascend, he can only take some dead objects. Isn't this black-clothed venerable a T-girl who wants to beat me to death and then take him to ascend?" The black-clothed monk was silent, but not panicked. He took off a bag from his waist, which was bright yellow and looked like it was carved from gold wire. He said calmly: "Don't panic, Maharaja Maharaja. This is a human bag, which is enough to withstand the storm in the sky." Jiumozhi was shocked and doubtful when he heard this. How could he get into this bag and have such a bad reputation? He would rather not ascend than be embarrassed. What's more, if you get into this human race bag, you will be played with by this black monk at will. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like recruiting a disciple, but more like abduction. "Master is indeed an extraordinary person. It just so happens that I am also going to ascend together today. Why don't you accompany me, Master?" Su Changqing said calmly. The simple words were like thunder on the ground, making everyone present stunned. Jiumozhi was startled and instantly ecstatic. Lord Marquis, you are so kind to this young monk! .................................................... = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail-300x250' , target_type: 'mix' });