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Chapter 1257

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The voice in the painting was clearly having a hard time holding back.

The voice seemed to be burning with anger, "Does Xuankong Temple really want to be enemies with my Grand Jing? Have you asked your abbot's opinion? "

Ku Jue glared, "Right now, it's my good disciple, Zhao Xuanyang, and me. What does our private matters have to do with Xuankong Temple? I want to ask you, now that I'm going to save my disciple, do you want to be enemies with me? "

The voice in the painting said angrily, "I have respect for Xuankong Temple. This matter involves two parties and the action is extremely heavy. It's not something you can decide with a single word. You'd better ask your abbot! "

Clearly, the person speaking was very clear that Xuankong Temple wouldn't make a big fuss over Jiang Wang. Ku Jue crossing the border today was probably his personal action.

In terms of individuals, even if Ku Jue was a present age Spiritual Master, what was he to the State of Jing?

But even though he was clear, Ku Jue's identity was there. No matter what, he couldn't avoid Xuankong Temple.

He could only use Xuankong Temple to wake Ku Jue up and wake the old monk up.

Ku Jue shouted, "I'm not going to ask!"

The voice in the painting was momentarily speechless.

At his realm and level, when had he ever encountered such a childish conversation?

Everyone always spoke a few words and there was endless lingering charm. After a few words shrouded in fog, everyone was already well aware of the situation.

If one wanted to show off and shed all pretense of cordiality, it was usually a choice made after weighing the pros and cons.

They were all powerful people in the world. Who would make a scene and roll around with you?

I've really learned something!

After a moment of silence, the voice in the painting lost its patience, "It seems that you're very confident in yourself and have no respect for my Grand Jing. Since you've said this, old monk, continue forward. Let's end this hatred in life and death! "

"Threatening me? Do you think I'm scared? " Ku Jue pointed at himself with his thumb, "Why don't you ask around about the next Xuankong Temple abbot, the future Buddha of the Pure Land?"

After saying this, he added aggressively, "I don't believe that if I die in the State of Jing, those bald donkeys won't care about me!"

If it wasn't for the last sentence, this monk could be called unyielding.

Plus the last sentence …

He was using his own face and life to act shamelessly!

When you asked him if he was representing the Xuankong Temple, he said it was a personal matter and had nothing to do with the sect.

Since it's a personal matter, then let's wait and see. He said that if they tried to kill him, the Xuankong Temple would not sit idly by.

How did such a person become a Perfected Person of the present age?

This was simply a disgrace to Enlightened Masters!

The voice in the painting coldly said, "Kujue, the road is narrow."

Ku Jue glanced at Yuankong. His usual indifferent expression suddenly became somewhat deep. "Perhaps I don't have a path to begin with …"

"What did you say?" the voice in the scroll asked.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't hear it clearly. He just wanted to know what Ku Jue meant.

"I say …" Ku Jue averted his gaze and stared at the painting. "You've wasted enough of my time. If you don't intend to show yourself and stop me, then take this lousy painting and scram! "

He suddenly went berserk and cursed loudly, "F * ck your mother, you old coward!!"

"Good, good, Ku Jue!" the voice in the painting was unable to restrain his anger. "You …"

Ku Jue's smelly foot had already stepped over once again. This time, golden light flowed and Buddhist chants sounded. It was as if the sky was collapsing!

The painting only had time to swing once before it was stepped through and lost its spiritual light.

Ku Jue casually tore off the painting and threw it away, flying towards the west.

He was wearing hemp clothes and straw shoes. His yellow face was wrinkled, but he had an unrestrained aura. He disappeared in an instant. All that was left was a tattered painting that was still floating in the air.





"We're letting him go just like that?"

In the void, a cold voice asked.

"What else can we do?" The old voice that spoke to Ku Jue replied, "He's doing this to save his disciple. He knows his limits and won't do anything to Xuanyang. Are we really going to kill him for this? "

"He said he's a disciple, so he's a disciple?" The cold voice said, "Fu Dongxu, you've been in charge of the Mirror World Platform for so many years. I don't remember you being such a nice person."

The person called Fu Dongxu replied, "This old monk is indeed different. Zuo Guanglie is also his disciple. Later on, he even looked for Taiyu for a long time. Although I don't know why he's so attentive, he's indeed very attentive. "

The cold voice said, "Perhaps it has something to do with his cultivation?"

"Who knows?" Fu Dongxu continued, "Moreover, this old monk has no position in the Xuankong Temple, but his seniority is there. Killing him won't be effective, but it'll be troublesome. This time, Jiang Shu's reaction was also unexpected. It seems that the State of Pingdeng didn't cause them any trouble. His Majesty needs to re-examine the situation in the Eastern Region … At this time, it's really not a good time to become enemies with the Xuankong Temple. "

"Even if you don't kill him, it's not difficult for you to stop him." The cold voice said, "This old bald donkey's mouth is really annoying. It makes one's hands itch."

Fu Dongxu only asked, "Do you know why Jiang Shu would rather use the power behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons to summon Mingfeng and Ji Zhaonan? Why didn't he just let Jiang Mengxiong cross the border? That military god Da Qi has always been very domineering. "

The cold voice said, "Our State of Jing isn't the State of Xia. We're afraid that he won't be able to return if he comes!"

"That's the reason." Fu Dongxu said, "But the most important thing is to limit the level of the battle. If Jiang Mengxiong comes, we'll have to fight this State War even if we don't want to. But now, why do we have to start a war with Qi? No matter how many Perfected Masters they send, we'll welcome them. There's no need to escalate the situation first. If I make a move, Qi will definitely summon more people. If this continues, there'll be no end to it. "

The cold voice said, "Then this bitter feeling …"

"Bitter feeling is just bitter feeling. It's an external factor and doesn't represent Qi's power. We need to see how Qi reacts, not how the Xuankong Temple reacts. We can't put pressure on the Xuankong Temple and Qi to be on the same side. "

"You mean, we should wait for him to take that Internal Residence cultivator away?" The cold voice asked.

"That will depend on Zhao Xuanyang's methods." Fu Dongxu laughed, "Jiang Wang escaped from him for more than a day and almost escaped back to Qi. Now, we'll see if he can bring the target to Mount Yujing while being chased by a Perfected Master. "

"Once he reaches Mount Yujing, even ten bitter feelings won't be able to do anything. If he can't reach Mount Yujing … it's fine to let Bitter feel take him away. We're not giving face to Qi, we're giving face to the Xuankong Temple. If Bitter feeling can't catch up, the Xuankong Temple has no reason to support him. If Bitter feeling catches up, Jiang Shu might think that this is a trap set up by us and the Xuankong Temple to help them win the heart of a Tianjiao from Qi. "

Fu Dongxu continued, "Other than that, we've also given Zhuang Gaoxian a proper explanation for his generous gift."

One Perfected Master and two Immortal Deities had already made their move. The Tianjiao's Zhao Xuanyang had to run away from a Perfected Master. No matter who it was, they couldn't say that they didn't care about slaying demons.

"Last question." The cold voice said, "He scolded you like that, aren't you angry?"

Fu Dongxu laughed, "We can't touch him now, why should I be angry?"

The cold voice fell silent.

This was because he knew very well what Fu Dongxu was like when he could "move".

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