His deep skills will not make him tired for the time being.

In the afternoon, King Jinlun rushed to the entrance of the inn and jumped off the horse. Outside the inn, he looked at Yang Pan sitting by the window on the second floor, holding a book, and slowly looked at him, holding his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the little monk Jinlun, have seen Senior Yang. I am here on behalf of the Great Khan. I will see you Senior."

Yang Pan glanced at the King of Jinlun downstairs, put down the book, and said, "It was originally the King of Jinlun who came in person, so this is quite worthwhile."

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"The National Master of Jinlun is really a genius. He actually practiced the magical skill of the Tantric Dharma Protector "Dragon and Elephant Prajna" to the ninth level, which is a great achievement. In addition to the Master Padmasambhava who created this magical skill, there are only a handful of other Tantric Lamas who can practice the ninth level. Most of them are impatient and have not ended up well." Yang Pan said with a comment.

"Mr. I'm sorry, but the little monk is ashamed. Not to mention practicing the ninth level of the Dragon and Elephant Prajna, I'm afraid I'm not taking this into consideration even the tenth level." King Jinlun sighed with pity. The person in front of him was the best in the world who suppressed an era and was truly invincible in the world.

Even if Master Padmasambhava is resurrected, he is probably not Yang Pan's opponent.

"Come up and talk." Yang Pan recognized that King Jinlun was qualified to negotiate with him.

"Amitabha, thank you sir." King Jinlun did the etiquette and walked upstairs alone. He came to Yang Pan's table and sat opposite him, a little restrained.

"Since you are here, let's talk." Yang Pan took a sip of rice wine and said with a smile.

"This is a list, you can take a look first." Yang Pan took out a list and handed it to King Jinlun.

King Jinlun Dharma looked carefully and immediately understood the reason why Yang Pan came here.

"I found that you Mongolians really remember to eat but not beat them. It seems that the death of the Mongolian soldiers at the bottom is not a pity for you. So this time I will change the class and I will erase the middle class of the Mongolian army to see if it is effective. If it is not effective, then erase the aristocratic class and the golden family." Yang Pan said lightly.

"Sir, please be calm. Killing cannot solve the problem." After Master Jinlun looked at the list, he suddenly felt cold sweat.

"I'm very calm. Killing cannot solve the problem, I know this." Yang Pan nodded and responded.

King Jinlun breathed a sigh of relief, but the following words made his back wet.

"But killing can solve the people who create problems. Isn't this what you Mongolians do? Since you don't listen to your advice, I have to raise the butcher's knife again for the sake of the people of the world." Yang Pan said with a twist.

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King Jinlun has nothing to say about this. There is no need to check this list. He also believes that most of them are true. What kind of Mongolians are? Will he, the Mongolian master, not know about it?

Mongolians can hold up butcher knives to solve the problem, so why can't Yang Pan?

King Jinlun found that he had no position or reason to accuse or demand Yang Pan.

"It seems that the national master also understands the reason, the so-called cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is unhappy. Take this list and tell your knight that I want to kill ten times the person on this list, and ask him to prepare two hundred middle-level officers for me every night. If I can kill for 100 days, I will leave, otherwise I will start from the top, kill enough before leaving." Yang Pan announced to King Jinlun while drinking with a smile.

King Jinlun’s face turned green and said loudly: “Please calm down. The little monk will go back and report to the Khan. The Khan will definitely give you an explanation. Why don’t you give me three days?”

"Don't say that Mr. Yang doesn't give you face, there is only one day. If you don't give me a satisfactory reply tomorrow, don't blame Yang for starting a murderous crime." Yang Pan smiled and concluded.

"But, can't you be able to reconcile for two more days?" King Jinlun asked in a low voice.

"I can't be able to make peace. Either I will give me a reply tomorrow, or I will go to the Mongolian military camp to ask for an explanation now." Yang Pan gave a definite reply.

The King of Golden Wheel had no choice but to say goodbye and leave.

Riding on a fast horse and rushing back to the tent.

On the way, King Jinlun shouted in anger: "Damn it!"

King Jinlun Dharma was not scolding Yang Pan, but cursing those bastards who didn’t follow the rules. If it weren’t for them, how could this happen?

King Jinlun Dharma understood that Yang Pan was acting seriously, not joking.
Chapter completed!