Chapter 1140: He can't stand me

After Yang Jian said a murder, his figure disappeared in the courtyard.
Ran Min came back to his senses abruptly. The next second was a momentary stun. He actually met the fairy gods. Recalling the scenes he had seen before, Ran Min finally suppressed the excitement in his heart. .
With a flash of light in his eyes, Ran Min shouted: "Come here!"
Seeing his deputy walk in, Ran Min began to tell him about leaving Beijing.
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Yang Jian said that he was going to kill, but the direction he was going was not the imperial palace, but towards the east city.
It is close to the palace. As for myself, I came here because there is a western temple.
Wearing white clothes to learn, Yang Jian was empty in his hands, but slowly moved forward with his hands on his back, attracting many people's attention on the road.
In the troubled times, there are few people dressed like this, that is, the aristocratic family back then, at this time living in the north also dressed plainly, not like Yang Jian.
Excessive vegetarianism is also another gorgeous flavor. Nowadays, the only ones who dare to wear this way in the city are the royal family members.
I don't know how long it has been. Yang Jian seems to be measuring how big the capital is. When he raised his head again, he found that he had already been outside a huge temple.
Almost the entire street is within the scope of this large temple, but the dragon temple in the city is somewhat pale in comparison.
Looking at the three big characters of "Jingtianyuan" with golden light, Yang Jian's mouth showed a sneer.
At this moment, many people walked out of the courtyard, followed by those who served in the courtyard in Tsing Yi. Their expressions were full of respect, and they obviously looked like they had just worshipped in this courtyard.
When Yang Jian's heart moved, he planned to hear what these people said.
"The hospital wishes to stay here, this time I just came to pay the vows, thank you for the previous guidance."
"The layman is not to be polite. I am only waiting to honor the immortals and enlighten you. This is where your merit lies." Qingyi Academy Zhu said with a smile on his face.
The man bowed again to thank him, then turned and left.
Yang Jian watched the man leave, the golden light in his eyes flashed away, and he found that the man was in bad luck, but more of it was evil spirits, obviously a person of bad character.
"Your Western-educated people are really not picky at all."
Knowing roughly where the problem was, when Yang Jian looked up at the Jingtianyuan at this time, his eyes were already full of disgust.
The Tsing Yi Yuan who was standing outside the courtyard wished to see that Yang Jian was standing on the street and looking at the plaque behind him. He couldn't help but feel moved.
When I looked at Yang Jian carefully, I was overjoyed when I saw that the other party had a deep blessing.
This, this is the person of luck! ?
This is not the first time I have used the method of gazing at the academy's wishes. Besides, I have never seen such a person with such deep luck, and it is inevitable that I am excited.
As if worried about Yang Jian's departure, Zhu from the courtyard suddenly recovered, and quickly walked down the steps toward Yang Jian.
Looking at Yang Jian with a look of wind on his face, it took a long time to suppress the excitement in his heart.
Seeing that Yuan Zhu saw his eyes glowing, Yang Jian's heart moved, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Household..."
Before I finished speaking, I heard Yang Jian say: "Who does the Academy Zhu learn from?"
Hearing the question, the court Zhu was stunned. Obviously, he did not expect that the other party would ask himself first and knew his court Zhu.
With a slight movement in his heart, the hospital Zhu said, "Under the title of Fakong, I will follow Master Futu Chengzun."
"You are not from Beijing?"
He asked Yang Jian softly, and found that the other party didn't know him, and he was dressed gorgeously, and he didn't know him. Then he could be sure that the other party was not from the capital.
Yang Jian smiled slightly and said, "I came from the land of Bashu in Xia."
Hearing this, Fa Kong was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't understand why Yang Jian came here all the way.
"Fakong Academy, please go in and sit down?"
As soon as Yang Jian's voice fell, Fakong suddenly recovered his senses, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he said: "Your Excellency is admitted to the hospital, so I happen to have something to tell you next."
I sigh in my heart that people who are lucky are extraordinary. Perhaps this is what Master said by chance.
I accidentally encountered it today, even without an invitation to export, this person took the initiative to ask for admission.
Fa Kong, who was in a good mood, took Yang Jian into the courtyard, and then began to introduce Yang Jian to the surrounding buildings and the position of the gods.
Looking at the deity statue, Yang Jian's face was full of curiosity, but his heart was sneered.
In the side hall, the decorations are gorgeous, and the gods are all clay sculptures.
As for the main hall, most of them are golden bodies. Where can I find so much gold in today's troubled times?
If you can't cultivate a golden body, do you plan to use gold to make a golden body?
Yang Jian was full of shame in his heart for the extravagance of this Western religion in the chaotic world.
Jingtianyuan seems to occupy an extremely large area, but the main hall is extremely rare.
Among the entire Jingtianyuan, there is only one of the largest halls, and the one enshrined in it is a venerable Western religion. Yang Jian is somewhat impressed.
Looking at the huge idol, Yang Jian grinned involuntarily. Fakong, standing behind him, didn’t see it. Seeing Yang Jian staring at the idol, Fakong hesitated a little before saying: "This is what I teach Pudu. The Venerable One is one of the eight great Venerables, with righteous virtues and the meaning of universal truth in the world."
Hearing what Fakong said, Yang Jian was taken aback, then shook his head with a chuckle.
As I remembered, when he followed the Dragon Emperor to join the Western religion, this person was still the cultivation base of Da Luo Jinxian.
In the past hundred years, it was because of the enshrined incense gold body that he actually advanced to the realm of Hunyuan Jinxian, but he had a good chance.
It seemed that Yang Jian was very concerned about His Holiness. Fakong hesitated for a while and said: "Your Excellency, do you want to worship him?"
Yang Jian was taken aback when he heard this, and then shook his head and said, "No, he can't stand me."
As soon as the voice fell, Fa Kong was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Yang Jian with horror in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
What did you hear? This person actually said that Venerable Purdue shouldn't deserve him! ?
Is this man crazy?
While horrified in his heart, Na Fakonggan smiled and said, "The layman must not make a joke."
"I never make a joke." Yang Jian said lightly, then turned and walked out of the hall and walked towards the scene.
Looking at Yang Jian's back in a daze, Fa Kong frowned. For a moment, Fa Kong felt that something was wrong.
Standing on the square, Yang Jian looked around, raised his foot and nodded on the masonry on the ground, then turned his head to look at Fakong.
"Call your master Futucheng, and say that I want to see him."
The tone is quite casual, but the words spoken are not light.
It’s not too much for my own master to say that it is Master Zhao Guoguo, that is, the emperor respects him and sends important officials every day to ask, when was he called by his name?
With a chill on his face, Fa Kong looked at Yang Jian coldly, regardless of whether the other party was lucky or not, and said with a cold voice: "Lady, this is a pure land. You are so rude, where do you put my Jingtianyuan? Land?"
"Also! How can a mortal like you say Master's name at will!?"
mortal?
At this time, Yang Jian looked at Fa Kong in surprise, the person in front of him thought he was a mortal? And is this floating figure cheng not going to be immortal?
"Oh, there is such a big score, I have never seen it before."
"If your Western religions look like this, there is no need to live." Looking at Fakong's ugly face, Yang Jian sneered: "Then tell you Master, that Yang Jian, the eminent saint of Dragon Palace, is here. "
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