Chapter 333 Chapter 333 Feng Fu Again (Double Monthly Tickets Have Started, Please Support)

Yang Tieshou laughed wildly and said, "Whether it is a dog's tail or a marten, you will know after I kill you!" Then he saw two beams of light suddenly separated, one of which went straight to the rebels' place.

The other beam of light turned in the air and came to Qi Ze. When it landed, it showed the figure of Jin Zhaoyi, frowned, and said, "Where is Wancheng?" He sensed the remaining demonic intentions here, and knew that Wancheng was probably gone.

Qi Ze said, "The witch from the Demon Refining Sect led me away to fight with Wan Cheng, and used the extraterritorial demon to taint Wan Cheng. When I rushed back, Wan Cheng was already beyond saving."

Jin Zhaoyi frowned and said, "Wan Cheng was a Jindan Zhenren, but he was tainted by the demon and died, which is also tragic. We should inform Danding Sect about this matter. When Wan Cheng fell, only you, the little master, were present. Danding Sect may send someone to contact you."

Qi Ze clasped his hands together and said nothing. Jin Zhaoyi was too lazy to care about it. The demonic intent around him was indeed a trace of the existence of the demon. Wan Cheng was a Jindan level, and it was very shameful to be tainted by the demon and die. He was not a disciple of Kunxu Sect. Jin Zhaoyi was unwilling to force Qi Ze to ask, so as not to offend the Great Bodhi Temple. As for how Danding Sect dealt with him, he was even more lazy to ask.

Qi Ze was also indifferent. Wan Cheng deserved to die. Even if Dan Ding Sect came to ask, how could he, a monk of the fourth level of Zen, save him to the level of Jindan? Besides, as long as the Hundred Phases Diagram was used, where would Dan Ding Sect find him?

Qi Ze asked, "Yang Tieshou escaped and returned to the rebels. I wonder what Master Jin is going to do?"

Jin Zhaoyi was a little bored and said, "Yang Tieshou is worthy of being one of the Eight Heavenly Kings of Pingtian Dao. He created his own magical power and combined the magic of Da Tiangang Sect and Pingtian Dao. If I want to kill him, it will take a lot of effort. I'd better go back to the Eighth Prince first and make plans!" The first thing a cultivator should do is to cherish his life. Yang Tieshou is very difficult to fight, so Jin Zhaoyi will not fight desperately. Being able to kill him is already an explanation, and the Eighth Prince dare not say anything more.

Qi Ze said, "That's good!" The two of them boarded Jin Zhaoyi's flying boat again and returned to Jinyang City. As for Wan Cheng, there was no body left, so there was no need to worry about it.

After a few days, he returned to Jinyang City and went to see the Eighth Prince. When he arrived at the government office, the Eighth Prince was flirting with Xiao Dezi and others. Hearing that the two had returned, he was very surprised and hurried to see them.

When Jin Zhaoyi and Qi Ze went to the hall, the Eighth Prince immediately asked: "You two have returned. I wonder if you have killed Yang Tieshou?"

Seeing that he did not ask about Wancheng's whereabouts, but asked about Yang Tieshou first, Qi Ze was also a person with a cold nature, and shook his head secretly.

Jin Zhaoyi said: "I am ashamed. Although Jin and Yang Tieshou had the upper hand in two consecutive battles, I still couldn't kill him. In addition, Master Wancheng was plotted against and lost his life, so I turned back and reported to the Eighth Prince." He took out the essence of the innate Yuanjin and the Nine-turn Purple Gold Pill, and said: "Jin has failed to live up to your trust. Please take back these two treasures, Eighth Prince."

When Xiao Dezi saw the two treasures, his eyes shone brightly. The Eighth Prince pondered for a moment and said with emotion: "Although Master Jin did not kill Yang Tieshou, he also frightened him and stopped the rebels for several days, which is also a great achievement. Since he gave it to Master, how can I take it back? Please accept it!"

Although the essence of Xiantian Yuanjin and the Nine-turn Purple Gold Pill are good, how can they be compared with Jin Zhaoyi, the Jindan Master from Kunxu Sect? The Eighth Prince pretended to be generous, just to win the favor of Jin Zhaoyi and get a strong ally for the future fight for the throne.

As expected, Jin Zhaoyi still had a face and said: "Okay! Then thank the Eighth Prince for his generosity. The treasure is under Jin's hands. It is considered that I owe the Eighth Prince a favor. As long as Jin can do it, the Eighth Prince can ask for it."

The Eighth Prince was overjoyed and smiled: "Master Jin, you don't have to be polite!" He glanced at Qi Ze and saw that his face was ruddy. Wan Cheng was dead, but this little thief was living a better life, which was a bit wrong.

Qi Ze asked, "I wonder if the Ghost Master and Pang Master have returned?"

Xiao Dezi shook his head and said, "Neither Ghost Master nor Pang Master has returned."

Qi Ze was silent. The Eighth Prince said, "You two have come from afar, please go into the inner hall and rest."

Qi Ze and Jin Zhaoyi naturally followed suit and rested in the government office. Qi Ze still meditated and practiced Zen every day, and practiced Xuanyin Sword Technique in his spare time, which was quite fulfilling. Xiao Dezi hated Qi Ze for not dying, but he didn't dare to gamble his life after being slapped by him, so he had to let Qi Ze go.

More than ten days passed, and when Qi Ze was meditating, he suddenly felt a ghost aura flying over. He knew that it was the Ghost Master who came back, but he was too lazy to care and continued to practice the power of meditation. The fifth consciousness body consciousness corresponds to the empty and boundless place concentration, and it is necessary to forget the "color thought" and "there is a pair of thoughts". Color thoughts arise from the eye consciousness, and opposite thoughts arise from the ears, nose, and tongue. Qi Ze has been fighting for days, and although his mind is agitated, he is more impressed by the purpose of observing emptiness.

In the state of concentration, first close the use of eye consciousness to make color thoughts empty, and then close the wonderful senses of ears, nose, and tongue, so that opposite thoughts are empty. The Buddhists say that emptiness is not emptiness, neither existence nor non-existence, but colorless and desireless, with neither material nor desire. In this way, within a few days, Zen practice has made great progress, and almost forgotten the wonder of the physical body.

Qi Ze was overjoyed. It was a great thing to improve Zen practice. Just when he was practicing at a critical juncture, Xiao Dezi suddenly came gently and said outside the door: "The ghost master has returned. The eighth prince invites you two to the hall to discuss matters."

Qi Ze immediately woke up from the state of concentration and said, "Okay!" He tidied up his appearance and walked into the hall. He saw the ghost master with a ghost aura, and he had indeed returned.

When Master Gui saw Qi Ze, he was slightly stunned, and showed disgust on his face, saying: "The little monk's skills have improved again!"

Qi Ze had an ancient lantern in his arms, so he was not afraid of this guy at all, and said lightly: "Master Gui's eyes are as sharp as a torch!"

Guizhen really hated this monk who was very diligent in practicing Buddhism. He wanted to catch him to death with one palm. He was also afraid of the Mahabodhi Temple's revenge, so he had to suppress his murderous intention. Jie Jie smiled and said: "Thank you! Thank you!"

After a while, Jin Zhaoyi came over, and the Eighth Prince said: "The ghost master has returned. The little king invites you two to come to discuss the military situation."

The ghost master said: "I went to deal with that guy Liao Chenyang, but unfortunately the plot failed. Although I used the Nine Yin Ghost Claw to catch the guy once, he was protected by the dragnet and the whole body. After fighting for several days, I still couldn't do anything about it. Laoshiziwangzi, I have no choice but to come back!”

Qi Ze once saw Liao Chenyang in Qingzhou setting up a dragnet to block the void, preventing Li Haoyuan from escaping. This shows the power of this treasure, and he is not surprised that the ghost master returned without success.

Jin Zhaoyi frowned and said, "Those who came from both directions returned without success. I wonder what happened to fellow Taoist Pang."

The Eighth Prince said: "It is not considered as a failure. The three real men seriously injured Yang Tieshou and Liao Chenyang and blocked the rebels' journey for several days. It is already a great achievement!"

While he was talking, he heard a sharp whistle, it was Pang Banqing's voice. After the whistle was finished, there was one more person in the lobby, it was Pang Banqing. His body shook, and he covered his arms with his hands. He was seriously injured.

The Eighth Prince hurriedly came down from the hall and asked: "Why did Master Pang do this?" Pang Banqing snorted coldly: "Pang and Ling Mingxuan are facing each other. That fellow's tribulation-breaking flying knife is very sharp, and there is also a golden elixir level to help them. They joined forces, and I accidentally chopped him with a knife, but that guy also suffered a blow from my Xuanyang Divine Fire, so he was not going to fare well!"

The Eighth Prince said hypocritically: "For the sake of Xiao Wang, the real person suffered such heavy injuries, Xiao Wang really can't bear it!"

Jin Zhaoyi secretly covered the treasure bag. Pang Banqing was here in his true form. The tribulation-breaking flying knife almost cut off his arm. If he took the Nine Turns Purple Gold Pill, he would be cured. But everyone is just a passerby. Who would be willing to take advantage of it? Giving up the treasure you got for no reason?

The Eighth Prince also thought of the Nine Turns Purple Golden Pill, and secretly regretted it: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have been so generous. I took the Nine Turns Purple Golden Pill back and gave it to Pang Banqing. Isn't it better than anything else!" Now that the Golden Pill has fallen into Jin Zhaoyi's hands, He would not say anything rashly, otherwise he would offend both families.

Pang Banqing cupped his hands to Jin Zhaoyi and said, "Pang is seriously injured and his path is in jeopardy. Please ask Master Jin to give up the Nine-turn Purple Gold Pill to Pang. Pang will give it to him with a secretly refined magic weapon. How about that?"

Jin Zhaoyi rolled his eyes and said, "Jin practices his own Qi Dao skills and doesn't pay much attention to the magical weapons." This statement was tantamount to rejecting Pang Banqing's invitation.

Pang Banqing was helpless. Originally, when he reached the realm of Yuanying, the use of the physical body was dispensable. However, there were many secret methods in Taoism that could refine the physical body and replenish the soul. Pang Banqing had great intentions and wanted to keep the physical body, but Jin Zhaoyi refused. , only nodded, and there was already a huge gap between the two.

The eighth prince secretly had a headache, so he could only persuade him: "Master Pang, don't worry. As long as the rebels can be driven back, the little king can ask his father for another Nine-turn Purple Gold Pill. If not, he can also buy one from the Alchemy Cauldron Sect." , Never let Zhenren Pang’s legal body be damaged!”

Pang Banqing said calmly: "Thank you so much, Eighth Prince, for your kindness! Pang still needs to heal his wounds, so I'll just take my leave!" After saying that, he turned around and left.

Jin Zhaoyi's face was cold and his mind would never change.

The Eighth Prince sighed repeatedly and said, "Why bother!"

Jin Zhaoyi said: "Jin came here with orders to help the Eighth Prince quell the rebels. Now that the beheading plan has failed, we have to make other plans."

The Eighth Prince said: "Exactly! When the three kings of Pingtian Dao rectify the rebels, I'm afraid that the encirclement of Jinyang City is just around the corner. However, thanks to the help of a few real people, they bought Xiao Wang a few days of time, and Xiao Wang has already been transferred to another team. With a hundred thousand troops coming, we have nothing to fear from the might of the rebels!" After saying this, he laughed, seeming confident.

Jin Zhaoyi said calmly: "That's very good. Jin will also retire. If there is any need, just ask the Eighth Prince!" He turned around and left.

Seeing that everyone left unhappy, Qi Ze said, "The rebels are about to besiege the city, and countless victims will swarm in. I wonder if the Eighth Prince has a way to deal with it?"

Before the Eighth Prince could answer, Xiao Dezi had already said: "The army in the city is already struggling to provide food and grass, so how can there be any leftover food for the victims? Besides, who knows whether the rebels will mix in among the victims. Once the city is opened and the victims are let in, it will be It’s such a catastrophe, I think it’s better for them to fend for themselves!”

Qi Ze's face turned cold and he said: "That's wrong! How can the victims deserve this catastrophe? Since the Eighth Prince is sent by the imperial court, he should be considerate of people's livelihood and save lives. Otherwise, starvation will be everywhere. Isn't it a crime?"

The Eighth Prince didn't have a good look towards Qi Ze, and said calmly: "What Xiao Dezi said is not unreasonable. I cannot stop eating because of choking and risk the destruction of the city! The military war is dangerous, unless the master is chanting Buddha and practicing meditation in the temple. So easy!”

Xiao Dezi also sneered and said: "The master was born in Buddhism, and he is compassionate and compassionate. But if you want to gain fame and reputation, this Jinyang City is not the right place!"

Qi Ze shook his head and said: "When the poor monk was in Youzhou, he saw the King of Zhenbei opening a warehouse to provide disaster relief. He was very kind. The Eighth Prince didn't care about the lives or lives of the victims. If someone were to play a book in the court, I'm afraid he would be very upset in the emperor's heart. Minus points!"

The Eighth Prince's expression changed and he was silent. Qi Ze said: "If the Eighth Prince is willing to take in the victims, the poor monk is willing to be a pioneer and contribute a small amount! Please think again, Eighth Prince!" After saying that, he drifted away.

Qi Ze did not go back to his room. He left the government office and walked around Jinyang City. Seeing the army coming and going on the street, the people's doors were closed, and they looked like a war was about to happen. He shook his head and thought: "The Eighth Prince is not like a human king. He is narrow-minded and has hidden dangers. He is worse than the King of Zhenbei. I still have to support myself." , Let’s help the victims!”

Qi Ze was already familiar with this matter. At worst, he would just do the same thing as Feng Fu and use the same old tricks. He specifically looked for wealthy families and officials in Jinyang City, and used the name of the Eighth Prince to earn money to open the first door. He showed his magical powers and made them worship him like a god. Then he visited them one by one. In just half a day, he had gathered a group of "believers".

He only said that he wanted to provide relief to the victims, and the wealthy families participated enthusiastically, contributing money and effort. Some of them also brought servants and other masters to guard the house. Although there were only a few thousand people, they followed orders and were like a small army.

Qi Ze led the crowd to set up porridge stalls outside the city, and set up straw huts for the victims to stay temporarily. It was a scene of great enthusiasm. When the news reached the ears of the Eighth Prince, he was immediately furious. He was an outsider commander, and the natives in the city were not convinced. After being encouraged by Qi Ze, they immediately followed his example, which threatened his plan to suppress the rebellion.

Xiao Dezi observed the situation and said, "Your Majesty, we can't keep that bald donkey! If he gathers the rich families in the city like this, he will become a large army after gathering the victims. What can we do?"

The Eighth Prince was full of murderous intent, but he said, "After all, he is a master from the Great Bodhi Temple. Let's spare his life for now! If he dares to delay me from suppressing the rebellion, I will make him die without a burial place!"

A few days later, as expected, tens of thousands of victims gathered outside Jinyang City, all of them in tattered clothes and pale faces. The defenders on the city originally received a strict order not to let any victims into the city, but seeing that the victims had been led away outside the city, drinking good porridge and water, and even doctors in the city treating their diseases, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Qi Ze led a group of rich family servants to guard the house, comfort the victims, set up dozens of large pots, boiled rice porridge, and distributed it to the people. Even though he was at the fourth level of Zen, he was exhausted and tired after half a day of feeding tens of thousands of people. Not only that, he also had to keep an eye on whether there were any spies of the rebels among the victims. Xiao Dezi was right. Planting spies among the victims and letting them attack suddenly was the most labor-saving method.