Lu Zhou was puzzled.
'Why are there so many monks here?'
Apart from Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong, his disciples and the old men were not in the great hall.
"Greetings, Benefactor Ji."
"Greetings, Benefactor Ji."
The monks bowed in unison.
Lu Zhou remained silent as he waited for Xu Jing's explanation.
Xu Jing explained, "The Heaven's Choice Temple has 2,000 new disciples. I immediately called for reinforcements. Alas, the battle is over. However, they came in time to help deal with the corpses. Fortunately, they didn't disappoint you. They've cleaned up the area at the foot of the mountain. "
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction when he heard this.
It was not bad to have their help.
"Alright," Lu Zhou replied curtly.
Xu Jing appeared ashamed as he said, "However, many trees near the foot of the mountain are half-withered. I've tried the Merciful Ark of Salvation, but it's a foregone conclusion. "
The withered trees were within Lu Zhou's expectations.
Fortunately, the purple mist was quickly removed. Otherwise, Golden Court Mountain might have been reduced to a withered mountain.
Lu Zhou gave it some thought. 'I should find a chance to restore the barrier. Without the barrier, Golden Court Mountain's defenses are indeed much weaker.'
Xu Jing said, "Benefactor Ji, the Buddhist prayer beads are too precious. I can't accept it without doing anything. Please take them back, Benefactor Ji. "
He had already removed the prayer beads. He held them in his hands and presented them to Lu Zhou respectfully.
Lu Zhou glanced at the Buddhist prayer beads.
Who else could he give this to if not a monk?
Would any of the Evil Sky Pavilion's disciples be willing to become monks?
"I've never liked monks … Your performance was commendable. Since I've given you the prayer beads, I won't take them back, "Lu Zhou said.
When Xu Jing heard this, he was slightly taken aback. When he received the prayer beads yesterday, he thought it was a last-minute tactic by the Evil Sky Pavilion to bribe him. He did not dare to accept them. When he heard Lu Zhou's words, Xu Jing looked ashamed as he said, "I'm ashamed!"
Lu Zhou was sincere in giving him gifts, and yet, he was measuring the heart of a gentleman with his own narrow-mindedness.
Was this the magnanimity and breadth of mind an eminent monk should have?
At this moment, he wished he could dig a hole and hide in it.
Lu Zhou did not think that far ahead at all. When he saw the expression on Yu Shangrong's face, he felt speechless.
It was no wonder that the disciples did not have a good impression of these righteous sects. They always thought too highly of themselves and thought too highly of themselves. They gave you prayer beads purely because you had made some contributions. Moreover, it was just a string of broken prayer beads. It was not worth much.
Everyone had their own ideas.
Xu Jing put on the prayer beads, lifted his monk robe, and kowtowed sincerely. "I thank Benefactor Ji on behalf of the entire Heaven Choice Temple."
How could the disciples dare to only watch their master kowtow?
They kowtowed at Lu Zhou.
[Ding! Worshipped by 1020 people. Reward: 10,200 merit points.]
Hmm?
Lu Zhou was slightly surprised when he received this notification.
Only then did he remember that Xu Jing had said that the Heaven Choice Temple had taken in many new disciples.
Repeated kowtowing did not give him any merit. It was a pleasant surprise to have 1020 new disciples.
Thinking about it this way, the Buddha prayer beads that he had given out were not bad.
However, the Heaven Choice Temple was reborn with the help of the Evil Sky Pavilion. It was different from the other sects. He could not expect others to kowtow sincerely just because he gave them something.
For the next ten days or so, Xu Jing insisted on staying behind to express his gratitude. He cleaned the Evil Sky Pavilion from top to bottom. Apart from the withered trees at the foot of the mountain that could not be dealt with, the monks kept everything neat and tidy. The steps were spotless as well.
…
Early in the morning, Lu Zhou had just finished meditating on the Heavenly Writing scrolls.
Mingshi Yin came to the eastern pavilion with a letter in his hand. He bowed, slightly annoyed, and said, "Master, a letter from Jiang Aijian."
Lu Zhou could hear the anger in Mingshi Yin's voice, but he did not mind. "Read it."
Mingshi Yin opened the letter and read it aloud.
"Old senior, the Evil Sky Pavilion is being tormented by a mere witchcraft cultivator? What's going on? The major sects in the cultivation world are spreading rumors that half of the Evil Sky Pavilion's mountain has withered overnight. This isn't good news … "
When he read this, he muttered to himself, "We're the ones who're suppressing him."
"Continue." Lu Zhou's voice was calm.
Mingshi Yin dared not dawdle. He continued reading, "I must remind you to be careful of the Noble Path's alliance. Also, I have a piece of important news … News of Ba Ma's death has reached Lou Lan. The Lou Lan royal family is furious. They've sent hundreds of cultivators to Rouli to form an alliance with Rouli … Guess where they went? "
Mingshi Yin thought to himself, 'You're taking so long to write a letter. I'll give you a good beating the next time I see you.' He continued reading, "They went to Liang Province. It's a coincidence that your first and seventh disciples are heading north as well. His intelligence in Great Yan is far better than mine. However, he's not as good as me when it comes to the Other Tribes, especially Lou Lan … Ha, ha, ha … "
Mingshi Yin finished reading.
Mingshi Yin said, "Master, should we summon Jiang Aijian here? It's not clear what's going on."
"There's no need for that."
Lu Zhou walked out of the eastern pavilion.
He stroked his beard as he contemplated.
Great Yan had defeated Lou Lan many times. Most recently, Lou Lan was willing to use a marriage alliance with a princess.
Mo Li's marriage alliance should have been a good thing. He did not expect her to be willing to become a woman for Lou Lan, the Second Prince, Liu Huan.
Clearly, Mo Li wanted to infiltrate Great Yan from the inside.
Now that Mo Li and Ba Ma were dead, Lou Lan was naturally furious.
Back then, Ji Tiandao had experienced the conflicts between Great Yan and the Other Tribes. However, he rarely asked about these matters.
"Master, I suspect that Lou Lan and Rouli are seizing this opportunity to invade Liang Province … Jiang Aijian is a prince, after all. This is their own business."
"Ever since Liu Gu ascended the throne, he's been neglecting politics. He's indifferent even when the Second Prince, Liu Huan, is dead. I'm afraid things aren't as simple as you think, "Lu Zhou said.
"Then, won't you be attacked from both sides, Eldest Senior Brother?"
"Hm?" Lu Zhou glanced at him.
When Mingshi Yin heard this, he realized he had said the wrong thing. He hastily said, "Oh, right. He deserves it … If they fall, you can seize the opportunity to bring them back for questioning, master."
"Are you going to teach me what to do?" Lu Zhou asked.
"… I dare not!"
Lu Zhou said no more.
He was just going with the flow.
Liu Gu did not care about worldly affairs. Clearly, something was amiss.
In that case, what was the Imperial family waiting for?
"Send word to Jiang Aijian. Tell him to investigate the Imperial family's research on the Nine-leaf stage."
"Yes, master."
"Tell him that if he doesn't cooperate, I'll take back his Dragonsong Sword and Demon Sword."
"That's a good idea! Uh … Yes, master! "Mingshi Yin bowed.
Lu Zhou nodded and said, "I'll check on Pan Litian and Leng Luo's injuries. You can handle the rest on your own. If there's nothing urgent, there's no need to report to me."
"Yes, master!" Mingshi Yin bowed again.
…
Wuxian Mountain. Snow covered the northern borders.
A cold wind blew.
The Melilot Graveyard was quiet. It was unaffected by the cold wind.
Whizz!
Yu Shangrong summoned his miniature Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar. It hovered above his palm.
He looked at the Golden Lotus beneath the avatar and shook his head.
Two-thirds of the Golden Lotus was already tainted.
Yu Shangrong could clearly sense that the avatar's power had been reduced by more than half.
Furthermore, the light purple spots were still spreading upwards.
Yu Shangrong sighed softly.
"Such is fate … It began with the melilot and will end with the melilot."
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