Chapter 1235: Five hundred thirty nine

Chapter 1235 Chapter 535: Seeking Buddha
Long Yuan was broken, and the dark lines laid down by the continents were pulled out by Wang Xunlian. At the moment, the ancient blood house urgently needed a hearty victory to consolidate its confidence.
If he could kill Wang Xun’s death in Chaochang, or smash the elites of the forest department, he might be able to make the proud Dutian Wang Xun understand the price of despising the Blood Tower.
Before the blood jade lights up again, he needs to accumulate his strength in Chaochang, and there is no more suitable place for corpse training than a city full of fear and resentment.
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Chaochang's chaos naturally did not escape the eyes of Wang Xunzhishang.
Wang Chang, who is accustomed to life and death, is really not interested in what happened to the people at the bottom: "The order in the city is controlled by the family. What we should do is find the devil Gouchen and kill him!"
"but"
Wang Po, who was walking on the mountain road, turned his head and looked at Chaochang, which was full of smoke. He hesitated and said: "Now Chaochang has internal and external troubles, and the mob is everywhere. If we don't take action, there will be greater conflicts and more casualties. Is this possible? Doesn't it run counter to Wang Xun's function of monitoring the world and stabilizing the current situation?"
"There is great chaos, and there is little chaos."
Wang Chang looked at the enthusiastic second son who had just joined Wang Xun and said indifferently: "The chaos in Chaochang is just a small chaos. Although the people are chaotic, the clan is not chaos. How long can such a riot last and the scope can spread more. Guang? It’s tragic right now, but the battle between the Xiang clan and the Dalin Business Alliance is undecided, and neither side can deal with it. When the winner is determined on the battlefield, they will re-establish order. At that time, only a small warrior will be needed. If we can suppress this riot, why do we need to act."
"On the other hand, Demon Lord Gouchen, you should have read the message left by the original ancestor. You know that before Demon Lord Gouchen was sent away by Zhou Tian Xingdou, his soul was extinguished, his spiritual power was even more exhausted, and his power body was returned to the market. The strength is eroding and is on the verge of collapse. Such an injury will undoubtedly die if you change to a fierce martial artist."
"But now it's only a year and a half. Not only has the opponent healed his injuries, but his combat power has also returned to its peak!"
There is a limit to the strength of physical cultivation. The degree of serious injury of the soul dying is no longer a category of strength of vitality, but the unified soul is broken up or destroyed again, and how many questions are left.
The reason why people are able to speak and act is all driven by the soul. If there is less soul, people will be stupid.
For example, some people are born with three souls and seven souls, so they are not physically slow, or they are dumb and inexplicable.
If you go to the two samādhi, you will not only be silly, but will also be weak and weak, and be taken advantage of by the evil spirits.
The reason why the martial artist needs to cast souls is to unify the three souls and seven souls, so that they will not be taken away by some vicious spiritual skills, and they will be able to see the truth.
Therefore, the recovery from the injury on the gong body is not a big deal, but the reappearance of the dying soul makes Wang Chang puzzled.
He took Wang Po up the mountain this time, just wanting to ask the real gainer to see how the most savvy disciples of Zen view this matter.
"We have arrived."
Instead of walking in the air, he walked one step at a time to the door of Fuyun Temple. The door opened in good time. A monk with handsome facial features and crystal clear skin was standing in the door to welcome the two.
"Little monk Yanshan, I have met Lay Wang Chang and Lay Wang Po."
"Master Yanshan's supernatural powers are indeed extraordinary, not only can accurately predict our arrival, but also know our identity. Zen has the highest understanding and is worthy of the name."
Wang Chang smiled and folded his palms together and said, "So, Wang is even more looking forward to the result of this trip!"
"The two laymen did not happen by coincidence. The little monk was about to go down the mountain to do errands, and couldn't answer the question of layman Wang Chang.
The handsome monk seemed to be in a hurry. He didn’t intend to give Wang Xun’s sorrow, and he didn’t even want to invite the two to sit in the monastery. This made Wang Po feel a little unbearable, frowning and slightly angrily said: "What else is better than cooperating. Wang Xun is more important? We are busy for your Buddha country, don't know what is good or bad!"
"You can't be rude!"
Wang Chang winked at Wang Po, then turned to Yanshan and said, "I don't know what the master will do when he goes down the mountain?"
"Go down to save people."
"That's it. The master's compassion is indeed admirable. I wonder how long it will take for the master to go down the mountain?"
"When the riot subsides, it is the day the little monk returns to the temple."
"This"
Wang Chang was a little dumbfounded. He thought that Yanshan was going to the mountains to go to the hospital, but he didn't expect that the other party was going to quell the chaos. The root cause of the chaos in Chaochang was that the Xiang clan transferred all his power to the front line, and the people had no work and no supervision. This kind of riots cannot be put down at all.
With that said, wouldn't they have to wait until the dust of the Chaochang battle fell?
How does this work.
Although he was stopped by his father once, Wang Po still didn't hold it back. This time he was completely angry: "Are you kidding us?"
"The little monk is unaccompanied, and the two laymen are free."
"Master, wait a minute."
Wang Chang stopped Yanshan who was about to use his supernatural powers to leave, and said with aura: "Chaochang is now in chaos. I am afraid that the master alone will not be able to correct the chaos. It happens that there are elites in the forest department in Jialan Village. I can send them. Go to Chaochang and put down the riots, what the master thinks."
"Thank you Wang Chang for your help."
Yanshan smiled and made a gesture to Wang Xunzhishang, and then displayed his supernatural powers and disappeared in place, making the smile on Wang Chang's face suddenly stiff.
Originally, he wanted to send the forest elites to suppress the rebellion in order to stop Yanshan from spending his energy on this meaningless place, but the monk obviously misunderstood Wang Shang's meaning.
There is a feeling of glaring at the blind, which makes people not overwhelmed.
But Wang Po felt that the monk was playing with them: "Father, this smelly monk is pretending to be confused. He seems to be avoiding our inquiry!"
"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Chang shook his head and said, "This Buddha is different from the host and Zen master you have ever seen. A genius who can leave the fruit position of Bodhisattva with his own hands will do such meaningless things. What?"
"But what should we do if he is gone now?" Wang Po asked in doubt: "We didn't go up the mountain to let the monk perform the best, to help us predict the location and time of the demon's next appearance, and then arrange in advance, now he is gone, Are we just waiting on this mountain?"
"No." Wang Chang pointed to the foot of the mountain: "Assemble all the members of the forest department to suppress the Chaochang riot in the shortest time."
When the chaos in Chaochang subsides, I see what excuse you can use to reject me and Yanshan Buddha.
With a secret sound in his heart, Wang Chang looked at Chaochang City in the distance, twirling his fingers on his back, wondering what he was thinking about.
(End of this chapter)