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Chapter 137 High Monk

"Just challenge, don't you kill?" Zhang Ning asked.

The prodigal son of Tianya was a little stunned and said a little disbelief: "He is just a challenge, never forcing others to do anything, defeating many people, but not dead. You are not planning to avoid fighting, right?"

What you want in the world is nothing but fame and fortune.

When Sword Mad Bu Haiyuan was just starting out, he would definitely succeed in challenging a swordsman. Now Bu Haiyuan has a reputation, so it would not be easy for him to challenge a swordsman on the ground.

Who would want to accept a battle that would be doomed to fail?

But on the contrary, people like Zhang Ning will never fail to accept the challenge.

If Zhang Ning does not accept the challenge, wouldn’t it mean that Zhang Ning is afraid of Bu Haiyuan? How can he gain a foothold in the world in the future?

So the first reaction of the prodigal son in Tianya was that he didn't believe it.

"I don't care about Xu Ming and have no interest in meaningless duels." Zhang Ning shrugged. Liu Xiuxiu has always been very obedient and didn't speak, but she heard that someone wanted to challenge Zhang Ning, but she was actually quite worried.

Hearing this, he showed a happy smile and thought to himself.

"Brother Zhang is right. Why do others challenge Brother Zhang? Brother Zhang has to accept the battle. What's the point of gesture with swords?

The prodigal son of Tianya looked at Zhang Ning deeply, and his handsome face was still the same, and his indifferent aura was the same. He woke up and saw that people in front of him had turned into Yunjianke, Wuming and other identities.

Although I have entered the world now, I am not a traditional world man after all.

"It seems that I can't fight anymore. I'm still looking forward to it." Tianya's prodigal son whistled, and a frivolous smile appeared on his face.

"I think the master should beat the sword crazy about Haiyuan and beat him up." Yang Guang held his belt with both hands, raised his head and chest and shouted.

But no one listened to him.

Although Zhang Ning knew that someone was approaching Hangzhou with a clear purpose and wanted to challenge him, Zhang Ning and Liu Xiuxiu still chose to go shopping after eating this snack.

Of course, Liu Xiuxiu could no longer eat it, so Zhang Ning accompanied Liu Xiuxiu to the rouge noodle shop and bought a red hairpin for Liu Xiuxiu.

Liu Xiuxiu was so happy that she smiled happily.

In the afternoon, Yang Guang and a large number of slaves sent Liu Xiuxiu and Zhang Ning back to the villa, and the prodigal son of Tianya had already left.

"Master, Master, I'm back. See you tomorrow." Yang Guang said reluctantly at the door, and then left with his servants.

After Yang Guang left, a slave from another courtyard said to Zhang Ning: "Young Master, there is a host who claims to be the host of Jinshan Temple, Master Daozhen, who brought a Master Qingneng to ask for a meeting with him. He has been waiting in the lobby for a long time."

Zhang Ning was surprised for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll go see them now."

Zhang Ning was a little surprised. He thought that going to Jinshan Temple was an interesting thing, so he heard a legend and met an interesting little monk.

He would go to Jinshan Temple from time to time, listen to the little monk's nagging, and take a look at the scenery of Bailong Lake. But he never expected that the people from Jinshan Temple would come to him.

However, Zhang Ning's change was unexpected because Monk Daozhen was an unfathomable person.

When Zhang Ning came to the lobby, he saw two monks, a beautiful maid. Monk Daozhen was sitting on a chair and enjoying tea. Monk Qingneng stood behind Monk Daozhen, while the beautiful maid stood with her head down.

Monk Qingneng is still the same as thin and thin. Because his food has improved recently, his face has become a little rosy. His worn monk's robe has been replaced with a new monk's robe, and he looks a little happy.

Monk Qingneng has no true energy, he is a real ordinary person.

Monk Daozhen is different. The host of Jinshan Temple, whose eyebrows are white, has white skin, has red face, is tall and strong, has a bright yellow monk's robe and is wearing a cassock.

His true energy is rare in Zhang Ning's life.

Even Buddha's light overflowed from his body.

Zhang Ning reconciled and thought to himself, "The world is really unfathomable. Jinshan Temple is unknown and so dilapidated. There are such powerful people."

However, Zhang Ning felt relieved after thinking about it. After all, a powerful snake demon was once imprisoned in Jinshan Temple.

"Young Master." When the beautiful maid saw Zhang Ning coming in, she bowed for her blessed body.

"Hong'er, there is no need to serve here, go down." Zhang Ning sent the beautiful maid away, then bowed to the monk Daozhen and said, "Master Daozhen."

"Mr. Zhang." Monk Daozhen got up and returned the favor.

"Master Zhang." Monk Qingneng also clasped his hands together and bowed very seriously.

After the ceremony, Zhang Ning calmly came to the main seat and sat down, asking, "I don't know why the true master came to see me specially."

"Amitabha." Monk Daozhen proclaimed the Buddha's name and said kindly: "I led my disciples out to beg for alms and raised funds to repair Jinshan Temple. I had no choice but to go out empty-handed and returned empty-handed. After returning to Jinshan Temple, I heard Qingneng say that the gentleman was generous and had a great heart of merit. So I came to beg for alms with 10,000 taels."

"It's easy to say." Zhang Ning responded readily, but he had no money, so he could not send someone to invite Su Shuang, and asked for a silver note of 10,000 taels of silver, and handed it to Monk Daozhen.

Monk Daozhen carefully put it into his sleeve, then turned to Monk Qingneng and said, "Qingneng, I have something to say to Mr. Zhang, please go out."

"Yes, Master." Pingbai was sent away. The little monk felt a little aggrieved, but he still responded obediently and Yan Baba left.

Begging for alms is a trivial matter. Zhang Ning doesn’t believe in a monk like Daozhen, who is infatuated, will come here specially for this ten thousand taels of silver.

So when Zhang Ning saw that Monk Daozhen was going to take away Monk Qingneng, he knew that the matter was coming.

"Qingneng has a lot of Buddha nature, but he is just an ordinary person. I have not had much life span and plan to take him away from Tianji Sect. But before leaving, I am worried about the evil fate of Jinshan Temple."

Monk Daozhen had kind-eyed eyes, lowered his head and pronounced the Buddha's horn, fiddled with the Buddhist beads on his neck, and then said, "Mr. Zhang must have seen that white snake, right?"

"See it." Zhang Ning nodded and said.

"Amitabha, what does Mr. Zhang think of her?" asked Monk Daozhen again.

"I am quite Buddha-like and a kind-hearted person." Zhang Ning thought for a while before saying.

"Amitabha, I'm relieved." Monk Daozhen showed a relieved smile on his face and pronounced the Buddha's name again.

Then, Monk Daozhen said a few more words to Zhang Ning, then said goodbye and left. Zhang Ning stood up and saw him off. Monk Daozhen turned around at the door of the lobby and asked, "Mr. Zhang, how about leaving that black snake to you?"

"Yes." Zhang Ning nodded and agreed.

"Amitabha, how good it is." Monk Daozhen smiled even more, bowed deeply to Zhang Ning, and then left with great strides.

Zhang Ning sent him to the door, said goodbye to Monk Qingneng, and watched the master and disciple leave.

A simple conversation reveals a lot of information.

Although Monk Qingneng of Jinshan Temple is an ordinary person, Monk Daozhen is not an ordinary person. Monk Daozhen may be the disciple of the monk eight years ago, or a younger generation.

Monk Daozhen knew about Bai Shujing's escape, but he did not stop him or disturb him.

Monk Daozhen has not had much lifespan and wants to take Monk Qingneng to Tianji Sect, but before leaving, he is worried about the white snake and the black snake.

He knew Zhang Ning and Wuming. So he asked Zhang Ning what his white snake was like, and then asked Zhang Ning if he could deal with the black snake.

After getting the exact answer, he could leave with confidence.
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