Fish swimming around the world

Dafo Mountain was captured in one night, and if word spread, it would definitely shock the entire world. After all, it was also the foundation of the Northern Buddha Sect, and it was captured just like that. Even the sect leader became a prisoner.

The other party was obviously very well-informed and had very thorough arrangements. Until now, Master Cihang didn't know who was secretly helping Jiang Fan.

The green-faced Tathagata had actually regained his composure at this moment, sitting cross-legged opposite Jiang Fan, lowering his eyes and reciting scriptures.

"Okay, stop chanting. If you are not a Buddha or a demon, no amount of chanting can protect you."

Jiang Fan calmly sat opposite him and drank tea.

Cihang looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression. This is the great demon in the world. At first, I just felt that Immortal Lingyun was exaggerating and it was just a strategy to attack the Empress of Qin.

It was precisely because of this that they joined the Demon-Slaying Alliance, but they never expected that what happened next would make them understand that this man was really the great demon in the world, and slowly, he turned into a shadow hanging over the Monster-Slaying Alliance. Sky shadow.

But this turned out to be an important factor that kept them from breaking up. After all, there was a blood letter to vote for. Who dared to quit easily? Not to mention offending Taihua, how could he face his revenge alone?

Therefore, unexpectedly, the Demon-Slaying Alliance maintained a certain stability.

However, it became increasingly clear to Cihang that he might have joined a terrifying chess game from which he could not retreat. In other words, even Taihua did not expect this person to be so terrifying.

With no way to retreat, Cihang simply became cruel and surrendered to Taihua. Could it be that the Holy Land could not save his own life?

But he never expected that he was ordered by the Fighting Sword Immortal to send people to attack the Qin Kingdom's Xiaoyaohui. Just a short time later, revenge came, and there was no confirmation or inquiry. When they came up, the sky burned the mountain and went straight to destroy the family.

But he was not killed on the spot, so he knew that there must be a reason.

"Finally face to face, Green-faced Tathagata, Master Cihang." Jiang Fan pushed him a cup of tea.

Cihang clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha...you will reap what you sow, it's just a debt of karma."

"Oh? You also know about karmic debt? It seems that you are not surprised to see this king." Jiang Fan said with a half-smile.

Master Cihang said slowly: "Perhaps... I have met the prince a long time ago, but unfortunately, I cannot see the true God."

His words did have some meaning. Jiang Fan looked at him: "Master, there is something in his words."

Cihang proclaimed the Buddha's name but did not comment.

Jiang Fan didn't care: "But you are wrong about one thing. I am not a true god, but I may be a true demon. What do you think, Master?"

Cihang said: "It is the duty of Buddhism to kill demons, but the demon is ten feet tall, so what can the Buddha say?"

Jiang Fan snorted, shook his head and chuckled: "If you want to be a good fighter, it has to be your Buddhist sect."

Cihang said slowly: "If the prince doesn't like to be a fighter, please tell me why you keep this poor monk."

"Keep it? Do you really want me to kill you?" Jiang Fan pinched his chin and looked at him.

"Your Majesty has already killed the Southern Branch Leader, the Northern Spear King, the Huanglong Gang Leader, and thousands of people in the Great Buddha Mountain today. There seems to be no need to keep the poor monks."

"Haha, since you know that I want to kill you, you can kill me, and you still insist on being the leader of the alliance. Either the benefits are sufficient, or you are unable to step down. Of course, there is also a third possibility, which is that you cannot be the leader at all."

Cihang lowered his eyes: "The poor monk doesn't understand what the prince means."

"No, you understand," Jiang Fan sighed softly: "I was not very sure at first, but now I am almost. You said that I set fire to attack the mountain, leaving only one way to survive, but so many eminent monks did not leave. It’s just you who came out of here with some rotten fish and shrimps, don’t tell me it’s a coincidence.”

Jiang Fan stared at his expression closely, but could not see any change.

"It seems that Master Cihang has no intention of explaining why he was captured so easily by me."

Cihang spoke slowly: "As the Buddhist master of the Northern Sect, the poor monk naturally has to step forward to protect the Buddhist disciples."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and remained silent again.

Jiang Fan looked at him up and down for a while: "Silence can't solve the problem, Cihang, you may have known that this day would happen, but I am very interested in knowing why you, a thoughtful and mysterious Buddha, are so willing to risk your life to prevent disaster. "

Seeing his silence, Jiang Fan shook his head: "It seems that I guessed right. The real master of the Northern Buddha Sect is not you."

Cihang didn't recognize the word "Ye". He was the only one who thought of Nanzong temporarily and felt strange in his heart.

Of course, this sentence is purely a test, because the master uncle once said that the old monk withered wood had much better luck.

But this sentence seemed to really hit Cihang's pain point, and his face twitched imperceptibly.

"My lord, there is no need to test. If you have anything to say, please speak up."

Jiang Fan looked at his expression and had some understanding in his heart. He sighed in his heart, knowing that his guess might be good, but the harvest might not be great.

Then he sneered: "Okay, since you don't want to say it, I won't ask, but the most important thing now is, do you want to live?"

Cihang raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Jiang Fan for a moment: "Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Your Majesty doesn't need to hold you back. You have burned down our sect's century-old foundation and the poor monk's half-life efforts have been wasted. There is nothing else you can't let go of."

Jiang Fan said calmly: "I understand, and I know more or less who the Master is, but this is not entirely the case. Although the Great Buddha Mountain is destroyed, the foundation is not in one mountain. What you call the foundation is thousands and thousands." Buddhist disciples, as long as they are here, you can make a comeback."

"Oh? What the prince said is not bad. Amitabha... I wonder what the prince wants the poor monk to do?"

Jiang Fan then clapped his hands and said, "It's very simple. Answer a few questions and I'll spare your life and send you back to continue to fuck you."

Cihang's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he silently raised his head to look at Jiang Fan. After a while, he slowly uttered a few words: "I would like to hear the details."

The conversation lasted for a long time. When Jiang Fan came out, Yang Xuanyi had already finished cleaning the battlefield. Looking at this female general in black clothes, Jiang Fan did not hide his admiration.

"The female general of the Yang family, the invincible heir, I would like to thank you very much for today."

Yang Xuanyi looked at him intently: "I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm just following orders. Everyone gets what they need."

"Oh?" Jiang Fan smiled: "It's good for everyone to use what they need. Even your brother might not be able to think so thoroughly."

"My brother is far more talented than Xuanyi. Your Majesty is so complimentary." Yang Xuanyi said calmly.

Jiang Fan nodded: "Forget it, everyone gets what they need. Everything in Dafoshan belongs to you. If Brother Sima thinks the opportunity is good, don't stop cleaning it up. Maybe there will be an unexpected harvest."

Yang Xuanyi said calmly: "The Jin Kingdom is still unable to destroy the Buddha."

Jiang Fan chuckled: "I'm afraid Sima Ji has a different view on this. Go back, General Yang. It's time to rush to the battlefield. If it takes too long, the secret will be revealed."

Yang Xuanyi stared at him for a moment and cupped his hands: "I haven't found that thing. Say goodbye."

Jiang Fan also smiled and cupped his hands: "See you next time. I hope I can have a good drink with General Yang."

Yang Xuanyi suddenly stopped and turned to look at him: "I hope that I will never see the prince in my land of Jin."