Chu Li smiled. "Impossible to subdue?"
"Impossible!" Both of them shook their heads.
Fu Mengshan sighed. "Since ancient times, I've never heard of anyone who cultivates the Asura Power Technique obeying anyone and pledging loyalty to anyone!"
Chu Li frowned. "Does Asura have a leader too?"
"I heard there is." Fu Mengshan nodded. "But that's because he's born with a noble bloodline. The obedience in his bloodline is different from our world."
Xu Huande said, "You'd better give up. Unless you can cultivate the Asura Power Technique and become more powerful than him, then there's a chance that he'll obey you. However, even if that's the case, it's most likely that both of you will kill each other and one of you will fall, so you should just give up and think of a way to suppress him."
Chu Li pondered and nodded.
Fu Mengshan said, "This guy is really troublesome!"
Chu Li said, "I have an idea."
"Say it!" Fu Mengshan said.
Chu Li said, "Give them to the Tempest Temple."
Fu Mengshan and Xu Huande looked at him.
Chu Li continued, "Let the Tempest Temple use something or someone to exchange for the Secret Guardians that haven't fallen into their hands?"
"That's a good idea." Fu Mengshan and Xu Huande looked at each other and nodded slowly.
They had been competing with the Tempest Temple in the dark. It was either the Tempest Temple who wanted to deal with the Secret Guardians or the Secret Guardians who wanted to infiltrate the Tempest Temple. Every year, they would think of ways to break in and find out the truth.
Unfortunately, they failed every time. No one knew if the Secret Guardians that had fallen into the Tempest Temple's hands were dead or alive.
The Tempest Temple acted as if nothing had happened. The Secret Guardians Hall had asked for the Secret Guardians a few times but the Tempest Temple gave them a perfunctory reply. Then, there was no news from them. They could not barge into the Tempest Temple to snatch the Secret Guardians.
"How many can we exchange for?" Fu Mengshan said, "Elder Xu, how many of us have fallen?"
"Ten." Xu Huande sighed.
"Ten …" Fu Mengshan grimaced and said helplessly, "That's already so many."
Xu Huande said, "Unknowingly, it became ten. Then, we didn't dare to send anymore people."
He shook his head as he spoke, his face full of regret.
Then, he slowly turned to Chu Li. "How about leaving this to Chu Li?"
"Okay, leave it to Little Chu!" Fu Mengshan nodded. "Young Chu, you've had many dealings with Fa Yuan. Fa Yuan is the leader of the younger generation of the Tempest Temple. He has a high status and his words count. Since he has spoken, the Tempest Temple should be able to hand him over."
"They're still alive?" Chu Li frowned. "I'm afraid that they've already …"
"Probably not." Fu Mengshan said, "No matter what, he's still a secret guardian. If we really kill him, it'll be too much. The Tempest Temple still has a sense of propriety. The people we sent over are not assassins, they're just here to gather information. They don't deserve death."
"… Okay, I'll try." Chu Li sighed, "But it's too difficult to trade one for ten. I'm afraid the Tempest Temple knows that we don't want this Zhou Lingfeng anymore. We'll have to hand him over to them sooner or later."
"This is a troublesome matter." Fu Mengshan frowned.
Xu Huande said, "I'll consider it a great merit if you can exchange for ten of them."
"Yes." Fu Mengshan hurriedly nodded and said, "I'll give you a bigger courtyard with maids and some spirit pills. How about that?"
Chu Li said, "Are the Grandmasters of the Secret Guardians Hall trained by ourselves, or …?"
"They're ours," Fu Mengshan said, "The Imperial Family has a surreal place where they can comprehend the Grandmaster's Boundary."
Chu Li nodded in realization.
If they did not have their own direct Grandmasters, they really could not be at ease.
"Then how about two of our Grandmasters?" Chu Li said.
"That's impossible!" Fu Mengshan laughed. "How many Grandmasters do we have in the Secret Guardians Hall? You've already killed two of them! … Ma Kun is also a Grandmaster, it's enough for you! "
Chu Li smiled. "Then I'll try to talk to Fa Yuan."
He looked down at Zhou Lingfeng and pointed a few more times. Once again, he was on the verge of death.
—
Fa Yuan came to an ordinary courtyard and bowed with pressed palms.
The two young Protectors with swords frowned at him.
One of the young men said, "Master, this is not a place for Buddhist disciples. Please leave!"
"May I ask if you're from the Verdant Cloud Brothel?" Fa Yuan bowed with pressed palms.
The two young men looked at each other. It seemed that this monk did not come to the wrong place.
"That's right, it's the Verdant Cloud Brothel."
Fa Yuan took out an invitation from his sleeve and passed it to the young Protector. "I've been invited."
The two of them looked at the invitation and knew it was real. They laughed in their hearts. Who was it that invited a monk to the Verdant Cloud Brothel?
The young Protector knocked on the door. An old man opened the side door and the young Protector passed the invitation over. The old man opened the invitation and looked at it. He opened the door and respectfully invited Fa Yuan in. "Master, please enter."
Fa Yuan bowed with pressed palms and followed the old man into the courtyard.
The two of them passed through two Moon Doors and came to a small courtyard in the east. They heard the faint sound of a zither coming from inside.
Fa Yuan bowed with his eyes closed. His handsome face was calm.
"This is the Bi Lan Courtyard." The old man knocked on the courtyard door.
A pretty maid opened the courtyard door and saw Fa Yuan. She smiled. "Are you Master Fa Yuan?"
"Yes, I am." Fa Yuan bowed with pressed palms.
"Master Fa Yuan, please enter." The pretty maid quickly led him in.
The sound of the zither coming from inside became clearer and closer to their ears.
The pretty maid stood at the bottom of the stairs and raised her voice. "Master Han, Master Chu, Master Fa Yuan is here."
"Fa Yuan, please enter!" Chu Li's clear voice was heard.
"Amitabha Buddha …" Fa Yuan chanted again and slowly walked into the living room.
The living room was decorated elegantly. There were four short tables on the white carpet.
There were already people sitting in front of the three short tables. An exquisite and beautiful woman in a green shirt was playing the zither with her head lowered. She was focused and quiet. Her figure was slender and tall. Her slender fingers were playing the zither slowly. It was pleasing to the eye.
The other two men were admiring the music with great interest. There were already dishes and wine on the table.
One of the handsome men had his eyes closed. He was tapping his knees in an intoxicated manner to the sound of the zither.
The other handsome young man was looking at him with a smile. It was Chu Li.
Chu Li put down his silver cup and bowed with pressed palms. He smiled. "Fa Yuan, you won't mind if we meet here, right?"
"Form does not differ from emptiness, and emptiness does not differ from form. I'm fine." Fa Yuan said.
Chu Li nodded. "That's good. This is my good friend, Brother Han Fei. The one playing the zither is his confidante, Miss Bi Lan."
Fa Yuan bowed to Han Fei and Bi Lan and sat opposite Chu Li.
Han Fei said, "Should I give up my seat so you can talk?"
"There's nothing that can't be said." Chu Li smiled. "It's not something that can't be seen."
"Almsgiver Chu, why did you invite me here?" Fa Yuan asked gently.
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