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Chapter 1922 Secular Court: Long-armed Arhat

"I was also deceived by others, and I will give an explanation to the masters afterwards. However, it is a fact that this monk is full of evil. After I capture him, I will apologize to the masters."

Seeing that something was wrong, the city leader hurriedly spoke to calm the monks first. If the trouble continued and too many people were alerted, he would not be able to end it.

"Good, good, where is the evidence? If the things the donor has done must be imposed on the monk, there must be evidence first. If the donor cannot even frame himself, how can he frame the monk. The monk is really worried about your IQ. The donor should

He must be your master! Good luck to the donor, but you are finished. You are the bridge across the river. If you encounter someone who is not kind, it will be torn down. Good, good."

Yi Shandao looked at Master Tan. Hearing what he said, Master Tan couldn't help but shudder. Their city lord was in trouble just now, and he has to give an explanation to those monks afterwards.

No matter how you explain it, it would be more appropriate to blame everything on him.

"City Lord, you can't do this. These are all what you ordered me to do."

"Goddam"

All the city lords became angry and kicked him away.

"City Lord, it's not good, City Lord Huang from Xuanzi Bancheng District is here."

"City Lord Huang has arrived."



Ling Yun and the others rushed over together with Huang An, the city lord of Xuanzi Bancheng District.

"Huang An, what are you doing here?"

When all the city lords saw Huang An, their expressions were extremely ugly. The two of them were the lords of half of the city, so naturally they were inseparable from each other.

"Lord of the City, this farce is enough. It won't do you any good to continue making trouble. Let him go!"

Huang An advised.

"Huh, Huang An, you'd better stay out of this matter. Otherwise, don't worry about me not reminding you."

It seems that all the city lords are not ready to give up yet. But if Huang An interferes, then there is nothing he can do.

"Well! This Quan Si'en is so crazy. I showed up just to give him a step up, but he didn't accept it. Mr. Ling, what should I do?"

Shuangzi City is divided into two halves. The Xuanzi half of the city cannot control the Zi half of the city. Huang An's coming here has already crossed the line.

"What are you afraid of! Your Xuanzi half of the city belongs to the temple, which represents the Xuanzi area. Most of these monks are monks in the Xuanzi area. If you ask for someone directly, he will dare to bite you."

Lu Wanrou glanced at him and reminded him.

"Uh! Lord of the city, you can make a fuss if you want. Release all the monks in the Xuanzi area."

Huang An reacted and felt confident.

"Humph, if they commit crimes in our half-city area, we will take care of them. This is the rule. Why should I let them go? Get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Where's the evidence? If you can produce evidence, we'll leave immediately. If we can't produce evidence, if you don't let him go, I'll beat you until he lets you go."

Ling Yun really couldn't stand it, so he took a step forward and shouted sharply.

"Amitabha, Ling Donor, this benefactor can't produce evidence, how about beating him?"

Yishan said simply and honestly. Buddha also has three points of fire. This guy framed them. If he succeeds, wouldn't it destroy their reputation? It can't be done without fighting!

"Bold, dare to hit me, then... wow"

Before the whole city lord could finish his words, he was slapped away by Ling Yun.

"Well done, I, the Buddha, are merciful. Just give this donor a slap in the face!"

"Amitabha, just slap him in the face. Don't hurt his life."



Seeing the entire city lord being beaten, those monks felt relieved.

"Stop fighting, I'll let him go, I'll let him go."

After being slapped a few times, the entire city leader immediately gave in. In front of Ling Yun, he had no power to fight back.

"Okay! Who instigated you?"

Ling Yun pulled his collar and asked in a low voice. This guy didn't want to harm Yishan's life, which meant that he must have been instructed by people from Zangsi to stop Yishan from going to Zangsi.

"I, I can't! Wuwu"

The whole city lord said with a bitter face.

It is understandable that Zangsi sent people to prevent Yishan from going to worship Buddha and seek scriptures. However, if he is caught, it will damage his reputation and he may be blackmailed.

"No, then I will continue to fight. Anyway, all the masters present are dead. Just don't beat you to death. You can't blame me if you are crippled or crippled."

Ling Yun threatened.

"Amitabha, how dare you commit evil here."

A great monk appeared on top of the city tower and shouted loudly.

"Uncle Master, save me! He wants to beat me to death."

All the city lords recognized this voice and hurriedly asked for help.

"Let my nephew go, otherwise I won't blame the poor monk for being rude."

The great monk looked at Ling Yun coldly, with an expression that could not be refuted. The Lord of the whole city was considered to be half a lay disciple of the Tibetan Temple, and he once worshiped under the disciple of an intermediate Arhat.

"Who are you!"

Ling Yun asked.

"Master Ling, he is one of the twenty-one Arhats in the Tibetan temple, the Long-Armed Arhat."

Huang An said hurriedly.

The Cangsi Martial Pavilion is in charge of the warrior monks. The warrior monks are divided into inner courtyards, warrior monks, and lay people. Although the lay people only have twenty-one Arhats, they are responsible for controlling the major affairs of the region.

"Yes, the poor monk is the long-armed one."

The long-armed Arhat said arrogantly. Not only in the Zi area, but also on the Xizhou continent, no one dares not to give Zangsi face.

"Long arms, it doesn't look like the hands are that long! Forget it, for the sake of Zangsi, I'll let you go."

Ling Yun thought for a while, and finally let the city lord go. They had just entered the sub-region, so there was no need to make things too tense.

"Uncle Master, he is the monk you are looking for. He is the monk sent by Hang Temple."
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