After Zhang Daoling was tortured, Subhuti, who was beaten half dead, was handed over to Gou Chen to take back to the Western Paradise. When he returned to Lingxiao Palace, Zhao Qingshan was talking and laughing with Yang Wanhua, the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Daoling smiled knowingly and said, "I will tell you that the Buddhist sinner Subhuti has been punished with eighty soul-breaking boards and is handed over to the Western Paradise by the Great Marshal of Virtue and Victory."

"Well, it's a good job." Zhao Qingshan sat on the dragon chaise and smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Thank you all for your hard work. I have a memorial report, but I have no memorials to leave the court!"

"I respectfully send you to the Jade Emperor!" The immortals and gods in the palace knelt down together, and everyone's faces were filled with bright smiles. Today, this court is enough to be recorded in the history of the Heavenly Court!

He severely cured the arrogant and arrogant Subhuti, and finally beat him up and put the hat of the General of the Heavenly Court on his head, completely controlling Subhuti in his palm.

With this good start, the Heavenly Court no longer has to worry about the rebellious saints of Buddhism returning to their posts... Whoever is disobedient will be punished. The Jade Emperor plays with you as a little subject, and you are still afraid that there will be no chance?

This is a perfect battle, and the Heavenly Court opened a brand new door!

After retiring from the court, Zhao Qingshan and Chang'e and Yang Wanyan went to the Yaochi Fairyland. On the way, Yang Wanyan turned her head and smiled: "Congratulations to Your Majesty for opening a good start to gather all the saints of Buddhism. In the future, the free history of Buddhism will end. This fact is the most celebrated event in my Heaven for thousands of years!"

"I'm afraid things are not that simple." It's exactly the opposite of Yang Wanyan's optimistic attitude. Although Zhao Qingshan smiled, he also revealed a hint of concern for the future. He shook his head and said, "Subhuti is only one of the saints of Western Buddhism, and the focus of the future will not be on him."

"Your Majesty is you worried about the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha?" Chang'e asked.

"Well." Zhao Qingshan did not hide his worries and nodded directly and said, "The biggest problem lies in Sakyamuni. In addition, Amitabha Buddha, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, Guanyin Bodhisattva and other Buddhist seniors are the most concentrated problems in the future!"

"But at least the Heavenly Court has taken an important first step to gather the Buddhist forces. Let's talk about the future. Don't worry too much about your Majesty." Yang Wanyan smiled slightly beside him. He said intentionally or unintentionally: "There are saints in Buddhism, and there are immortals and gods in my Heavenly Court. Why should you be too worried? Your Majesty can rest assured. Wanyan will stand by Your Majesty from beginning to end and share your worries!"

"So too!" As soon as Yang Wanyan spoke, Chang'e responded.

Turning his head and looking at the two charming female fairies beside him, Zhao Qingshan suddenly laughed, "Yes, no matter what the future holds, at least he has taken the first step now... Whether it is Buddhism or Tathagata, sooner or later there will be time to clean up and obey him!"

He became proud and confident suddenly. Zhao Qingshan stepped into the Yaochi fairyland in a burst of laughter.

That night, I sat by the Yao Pool and sang with wine, invited the moon to drink with me, talked about the general trend of the Three Realms with Yang Wanying, and joked with Chang'e between the hundreds of huās. It was not until 6:30 in the morning that Zhao Qingshan left the heaven and returned to Longsu Mountain.

Five days ago, seven or eight policemen came down from Longsu Mountain. The mountain god Fan Tong followed Zhao Qingshan's order and threw them out of the Longsu Mountain territory with people and cars. The seven or eight policemen were so scared that they were completely insane that they stumbled away from Longsu Mountain. Before leaving, they were still trembling all over.

The news reached the ears of Fu Wenwu, the old man of the Fu family in Kyoto City. Through the personal experiences of these seven or eight policemen and the news he inquired from all parties, Fu Wenwu was stunned.

The next morning, Fu Wenwu thought about it and called Tang Youqiang. After learning about everything about Qingyun Temple in Longsu Mountain, Fu Wenwu immediately made the decision to visit Qingyun Temple in person.

An old man like him doesn't just leave Kyoto City. He is busy arranging his job to be assigned after leaving Beijing. This has been busy for three or four days.

After finally making arrangements, Fu Wenwu took a special plane from Kyoto to Hefang City, Guangzheng Province, and met with Tang Youqiang, the governor of Guangzheng Province overnight.

From Tang Youqiang, he heard many things about how magical the Qingyun Temple in Longsu Mountain, and also heard Tang Youqiang’s own personal experience on Longsu Mountain, and Fu Wenwu was amazed.

Before leaving, Fu Wenwu asked Tang Youqiang a question, and he said, "If Longsushan Qingyun Temple and my Fu family are ultimately as powerful as water and fire, and the second one remains, who do you think will be left behind in the end?"

Facing Fu Wenwu's question, Tang Youqiang thought for less than two seconds before answering firmly: "Old Fu, please forgive Tang for saying frankly... The Fu family probably has no chance of winning!"

Tang Youqiang's answer was a bit beyond Fu Wenwu's psychological preparation, but Fu Wenwu didn't say anything more. He just nodded and smiled, and then left the Tang family accompanied by the guards and headed straight to Lianhuā Town.

It was past six o'clock in the morning that morning, just as dawn, Fu Wenwu stepped onto the stone steps leading to the top of Longsu Mountain with four guards, and enjoyed the scenery along the way with great interest.

When Zhao Qingshan returned to Longsu Mountain, the Taoist priests on Longsu Mountain had already started a new day of life. Amidst the respectful greetings, Zhao Qingshan walked through the bamboo forest and appeared in front of a small wooden house.

It happened that when Zhao Qingshan walked to the door of the wooden house was pushed open, and a Taoist nun at the age of fifteen or sixteen appeared behind the door, wearing a Taoist robe...

As soon as he saw Zhao Qingshan standing outside the door, the little Taoist nun looked happy and hurriedly ran out of the house. He bowed to Zhao Qingshan and said, "Don't worry, disciple, please, see Master!"

This little Taoist nun is no other person, she was the first apprentice Zhao Qingshan accepted in that village. The secular name is Huang Xiaoxiao and the Taoist name is Mochou. She is the second woman on Longsu Mountain except Yu Jiang.

Seeing that Mo Chou bowed to him in a good manner, Zhao Qingshan smiled gently and said, "You have been on the mountain for three days. Are you still used to living there? Have you ever understood the method you teach you for your teacher?"

"Report to Master, the disciple's habit of living!" Mo Chou nodded with joy and said, "The Taoist priests on the mountain are all very nice to the disciples, and the disciples are very used to living on the mountain! The disciples taught by Master have already remembered the Dharma, but they don't understand it very much..."

"Oh?" Zhao Qingshan, who was a first teacher, has been busy with the matter of heaven recently. His guidance and teachings for Mo Chou were limited to giving her a book to understand it herself.

Hearing Mo Chou's words, Zhao Qingshan said softly, nodded and said, "Come with me. If you have any doubts, I will answer you."

"Thank you, Master!" In such an environment, I saw the absolute respect of Zhao Qingshan from Qingyun Temple, and I also witnessed Zhao Qingshan's magic at home. After curing my mother and brother's injuries, Mo Chou kept his promise and rushed to Longsushan to learn from his master.

In recent days, I have seen many Taoist real practitioners demonstrating magic. Mo Chou, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, has developed a strong curiosity about this magical field that he has never been exposed to before.

However, Zhao Qingshan ordered her to not allow her to reveal the secrets of the method to anyone, but she couldn't find a clue with the method herself... She was bored on the top of the mountain for several days, and finally waited for Zhao Qingshan to come back. How could Mochou miss such an opportunity? She chased Zhao Qingshan and asked with a crackling question.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingshan had no other plans today. Faced with Mochou's desire for knowledge, he also said everything he knew and said everything he could, leading Mochou to the threshold of true cultivation as much as possible.

What made Zhao Qingshan happy was that Mo Chou's talent was quite good. He only needed to explain many questions once, and Mo Chou could easily grasp them. There were even several times when he learned from one example and learned from others. This made Zhao Qingshan's confidence in Mo Chou's cultivation of Mo Chou instantly rise, and he seemed to have seen Mo Chou's bright future.

The master and apprentice were teaching and learning one by one between the sea of ​​bamboo and clouds. Before they knew it, the time had already started from around six in the morning to around three in the afternoon.

However, Mochou's enthusiasm for learning is still very strong, so Zhao Qingshan could only accompany her to continue studying.

It was not until after four o'clock in the evening that Danyang hurriedly found Zhao Qingshan and shouted: "Stat Master, that... that Fu Zhendong's family is here, waiting to see you in Lingxiao Palace!"

When Zhao Qingshan heard Danyang's words, his eyebrows raised and said lightly: "Didn't you see Mochou still studying? Let the members of the Fu family wait in Lingxiao Palace."

"Master has a guest?" Mo Chou raised his head and said obediently, "The disciple is not in a hurry. Master should go and greet the guests first. The disciple will study what Master teaches today first."

Zhao Qingshan looked at Mo Chou, then nodded and stood up from the stone bench, and asked Danyang: "How many people have come to the Fu family?"

"Only one, the remaining four should be bodyguards." Danyang responded.

"You go over and bring people to the Tianen Palace, and the master of the temple will come later." Zhao Qingshan waved his hand, raised his head and squinted his eyes, and looked towards the direction of Lingxiao Palace.

Just now, the mountain god Fan Tong reported that... the reincarnation divine light was discovered in Lingxiao Palace!

And it is also a very obvious divine light of reincarnation. In other words, among the five people from the Fu family, at least one of them will be the reincarnation of the immortal god, and they are also an old man!

"Take it to Tianen Temple?" Dan Yang was stunned. Isn't Tianen Temple a place to entertain true cultivation?

Zhao Qingshan frowned and said, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go quickly?"

"Yes..." Danyang woke up and agreed quickly, and ran toward Lingxiao Palace... Tianen Palace? Are those people really cultivating? They don't look like it...!~!
Chapter completed!