It turns out that the Eighth Prince has a habit of Longyang, which has long been spread throughout the capital, and he has always become the butt of jokes. Therefore, the Eighth Prince hates people mentioning his secretiveness. Qi Ze's blunt advice on this matter has already made the Eighth Prince hate him to the core.

The previous love for talent was gone.

The little Dezi came over and said coldly: "Master, please come with me!" Qi Ze didn't care, nodded, and left with him.

The Eighth Prince was still angry, so Pang Banqing said: "This little monk is quite capable! Eighth Prince, I have been ordered by the sect to help you defeat the enemy. Pang doesn't understand military affairs. I wonder what your plans are for the battle in Jinyang City?"

The Eighth Prince calmed down his anger and said with a smile: "Xiao Wang has already made a plan for this matter. He also specially invited another real person to come and help him. I also asked Zhenren Pang not to be impatient."

Pang Banqing narrowed his eyes and said, "I wonder which master the Eighth Prince invited?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "The Taoist Master will know when he arrives!"

Qi Ze followed Xiao Dezi to the backyard of the government office. The government office was huge and had guest rooms prepared for guests. Xiao Dezi led him into a guest room and said coldly: "Master, please rest here."

, there is no order from the Eighth Prince, and please do not leave the government office privately, otherwise there may be unexpected disasters!"

Qi Ze smiled, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, and said: "I'm used to it, I'm a monk. Go and tell the Eighth Prince that if you have anything to do with the rebels, you can come to me. I won't care about the rest of the chores."

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With this shot, the little Dezi was knocked into the ground, and a pair of calves went deep into the stone slabs! The little Dezi's muscles and bones were all sore and weak, and he was so frightened that he realized that this bald donkey was also a ruthless person, and he hurriedly changed his mind.

He smiled and said: "Yes! Yes!"

Qi Ze made a casual mention, took him out, and said calmly: "Don't argue with the Eighth Prince. The poor monk can take advantage of you, the little eunuch. Go!"

Xiao Dezi was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked. Even though he had excellent martial arts, he couldn't display any of it. He said in a tearful voice: "Yes! Yes!" He fled with a puff of smoke, fearing that Qi Ze would make up for it with another palm.

Qi Ze sighed: "How good it is, how good it is! The poor monk has violated the precepts again!" People like Xiao Dezi didn't give him any color, and thought that Qi Ze was a soft persimmon and could be pinched as much as he wanted. Qi Ze didn't even care about the eighth prince.

In your eyes, you still have the life of the Thirteenth Prince in your hands, how can you put that little eunuch in your eyes?

Qi Ze didn't bother to care whether Xiao Dezi dared to make trouble in front of the Eighth Prince. He sat down on the bed and started practicing Xiao Wuxiang Zen Kung Fu. Ever since he got the fifth level of Zen Kung Fu, he had already memorized it.

Sora was pondering it in his mind, and now he has understood it.

Xiao Wuxiang's Zen practice emphasizes step-by-step, but Qi Ze broke through the realm twice. First, he absorbed the hope of all people collected by the Holy Mother Sect, and second, he refined the True Dragon Qi of the Thirteenth Prince. It can't be said that he has broken through the barrier with his own practice.

, so when we reach the fifth level of Zen practice, we plan to polish the foundation and figure out the wonderful meaning of Zen practice bit by bit.

When you enter concentration and observe, the golden true Qi of Buddhism in your body becomes more and more active, walking on the limbs and bones, while the true Qi of Xuanyin slowly recedes and hides in the internal organs. The true Qi of Buddhism also has the power of tempering the body, and the golden true Qi penetrates into the whole body.

Every muscle, every acupuncture point, the power of tempering the body is stronger than the Xuanyin Sword Art.

In fact, Xuanyin Sword Technique is not a Tao method that specifically cultivates body and soul, but a fighting swordsmanship. Naturally, it is not as profound as Xiao Wuxiang Zen Kung Fu, which cultivates one's body and mind. The Buddhist true energy boils above it, rises to the brain palace, and merges into

In the nine-story pagoda.

Qi Ze also wanted to see what changes would happen to the pagoda transformed by the power of the Incompetent Vajra after being stimulated by the true energy. The true energy of Xiaoxiang Zen Kung Fu penetrated into the nine-story pagoda, and from the first level upwards, the pagoda It was originally somewhat illusory, but after being infiltrated by the true energy of Buddhism, it gradually became somewhat real.

When the true energy rises, it resonates with the Buddha's light transformed by the three Buddhist magical powers. The Buddha's light is as soft as water. When it reaches the fifth level, countless Sanskrit words suddenly fly up and turn into an article. It is Xiao Wuxiang. The spiritual practice of the fifth level of Zen practice, the Buddha's light and the article merged, Qi Ze's mind was clear, and he felt that the Zen practice was improving, and he was getting closer to the fifth level.

When Qi Ze entered concentration, Wu Zi had some time to think: "According to the Buddhist method of nine consciousnesses, the fifth level of Zen practice corresponds to body consciousness. This consciousness connects the past and the future, and connects the previous and the next. It should be a major gateway that can control the eyes, ears, nose, and tongue. If I achieve this state of the Four Consciousnesses, I will make a huge leap forward in my power and practice!"

At this time, he could vaguely sense the wonder of the fifth consciousness, which was a big hurdle and even a big leap. The fifth consciousness corresponded to the Taoist golden elixir realm, and only those who cultivated the golden elixir could be called a real person. If it is successful, it will be difficult for ghosts and gods to invade, which is also a very important threshold in Taoist practice.

Qi Ze practiced all day long and did not ask about external affairs. There was Buddha's light coming out from time to time in the room, and the sound of Zen singing could be heard. Pang Banqing lived in the core of the government office. He could notice it and nodded secretly: "Although the young monk's cultivation is shallow, , but he is the direct descendant of the Mahabodhi Temple. To be able to receive such a teaching, his line of teachers must have a very high status in the Mahabodhi Temple, and maybe he is the inheritance of the Vajra Department and the Mingwang Palace!"

A few days later, the Eighth Prince suddenly invited Pang Banqing. There was already a young Taoist standing tall in the hall, with a vague elixir energy all over his body, which turned out to be at the Golden elixir level.

When Pang Banqing saw the man, he narrowed his eyes, looked a little more solemn, and said, "Your Excellency, are you from the Kunxu Sect?"

The young Taoist smiled and said, "Kunxu sent Jin Zhaoyi to pay homage to Master Pang!"

Pang Banqing said in surprise: "Your surname is Jin, do you know what your relationship is with fellow Taoist Jin Chengzhi?"

Jin Zhaoyi smiled and said: "Jin Chengzhi is my father!"

Pang Banqing immediately changed his appearance and said: "It turns out he is the son of Jin Zhenren, and he is no longer an outsider!" That Jin Tianqing is a Dharma grade, and has a very high status in the Kunxu sect. His master is Ning Xuzi. Although Jin Zhaoyi is only a Jin Dan and Pang Banqing should also treat each other with courtesy. After all, the strength and status of the Kunxu Sect is not comparable to that of Fenxiang Pavilion.

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "Jin Zhenren heard about the war in Bingzhou and took the initiative to ask for help to help Xiao Wang Jing bring peace to the world. With the help of two real people, there is no need to worry about failure!"

Pang Banqing said: "Kunxu Sect is the first sect of Xuanmen and has always been unwilling to interfere in worldly affairs. Why did Jin Zhenren come down from the mountain to come here?"

Jin Zhaoyi said calmly: "Pingtian Dao claims to be the orthodox school of Xuanmen, but they are just a bunch of clowns. They do nothing to clean up the country all day long. They only want to cause chaos and harm the people. I went down the mountain on my father's orders to fight with them. A fight!"

Pang Banqing sighed: "The chaos in the world also affects the luck of the Taoist sect. It's such a mess! The Eighth Prince, since Jin Zhenren has arrived, have you made any plans for retreating from the enemy?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "There is still one person left in this matter, let Xiao Wang introduce the two real people!" After finishing his words, a solemn voice was heard, saying: "How dare you trouble the Eighth Prince, I am already here!"

A shadow appeared out of thin air, and there was a demonic intention descending on the lobby. Although the demonic intention was dull, it was murderous and chilled to the touch!

Pang Banqing and Jin Zhaoyi shouted at the same time: "There is a devil!" and were about to use their magical powers. The Eighth Prince hurriedly shouted: "You two masters must not do anything. This is the ghost master enshrined in the imperial court. He has served his father in the court for many years." , this battle requires his efforts, so my father sent him here!"

Pang Banqing squinted his eyes and sneered: "I have long heard that the Yu Dynasty secretly supported a group of Taoist practitioners. Their strength is almost as strong as that of the Taoist sect. I didn't expect to casually send out one person, that is, Yuan Ying level. It's really This makes me stand in admiration! Since the Eighth Prince has such a master to assist him, what else do you want me to do? Farewell!"

The ghost master Jiejie smiled slyly and said: "I only protect the emperor in the palace. I have never seen a few serious Taoist monks. I thought that both Fenxiang Pavilion and Kunxu Sect were the leaders of Taoism. When I met you today, you two have nothing more than this." , what a disappointment!”

Jin Zhaoyi shouted: "What a devil, how dare you speak such arrogant words!" Pang Banqing suddenly smacked his lips and said: "Wait a minute! What you practice is not a demonic technique, but a ghost cultivator?" It turned out that he sensed the other person carefully. Aura, I realized that it was not a demonic aura outside of me, but a trace of ghostly aura, just like a ghost that had escaped from the Nine Nether World.

The way of ghost cultivation is the way of Yin Shen. Many Qi cultivators cannot make any progress in cultivating Yin Shen, and their longevity is exhausted. They have no choice but to use Yin Shen to combine ghost Qi and Yin Qi in order to survive forever. Ghost cultivation can only be done in the Jiuyou World. In order to achieve great achievements, he is extremely limited in the human world and has always been abandoned by the authentic Taoist sect. Even so, the ghost path and the devil path are not the same. What Lu Zhenren said must mean that the two of them did not see through him at the beginning. The truth is, he was shouting about beating and killing.

Pang Banqing despised the way of ghost cultivation, but the ghost master was a real Nascent Soul level and should not be taken lightly. He said: "I didn't expect that the royal family of the Yu Dynasty raised a group of ghost cultivators! Your Majesty can cultivate the ghost way to the level of Nascent Soul. , This shows how brilliant you are, I admire you!”

The Ghost Master was full of ghostly aura, and Jie Jie said with a strange smile: "Pang Master's cultivation is not bad, only Jin Jin's cultivation is a little shallower, but it's better than nothing!"

Jin Zhaoyi said angrily: "How dare a mere ghost cultivator look down on me!" The ghost master smiled and said: "If your father were here, I would not dare to say anything, but you are still a little behind!"

The Eighth Prince also had a headache. This ghost was a member of Emperor Yu's bodyguard and only obeyed the emperor's orders. The merger of the two states to quell the rebellion was of great importance, so the emperor sent him out. He said he was to assist the left, but in fact he also had the intention of monitoring.

Moreover, this man is arrogant by nature and does not know how to be humble. Even the Eighth Prince does not look down on him. The three heavenly kings of Pingtian Dao came out together and played into the Eighth Prince's hands. He can be sent away and can avoid being monitored.

The Eighth Prince hurriedly said: "The three of you are all real masters invited by the little king. They are naturally very skilled in raising qi. Why do you need to engage in such a dispute between will and qi?"

Pang Banqing was a little impatient and said: "What are the Eighth Prince's plans? Even if I tell you frankly, Pang is a little bored after staying here for too long, so why not fight early!"

The Eighth Prince said: "Okay! Zhenren Pang, please speak quickly! Between the kings, since the rebels of Pingtian Dao are divided into three groups, we might as well divide our troops into three groups. With three real people here, as long as we take the head of the Three Heavenly Kings If you lose your life, the rebel offensive will collapse!"

Pang Banqing sneered: "The eighth prince wants me to carry out the assassination and kill the King of Pingtian Dao one on one?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "Yes, that's exactly what I meant!" Jin Zhaoyi frowned and said: "The three kings of Pingtian Dao split their troops and are seeking their own death. It is time for us to concentrate our troops and defeat them one by one!"

Pang Banqing said: "Yes, strength is weak when divided. Taking advantage of the peaceful way to divide the troops, it is time to attack them one by one. Doesn't the eighth prince know the art of war?"

The Eighth Prince was secretly angry and said with a smile on his face: "What the two real men said is absolutely true. However, if we concentrate our forces on one side and are cut off by the other two groups of rebels and attack Jinyang City, the little king will not be able to cultivate himself."

, I must not be able to resist it!”

Guizhenren said with a smile: "The eighth prince's intention is that he is afraid that if he exposes any of the rebels, he will be killed in Jinyang City and his own life will be at risk!"

The eighth prince could only smile awkwardly when the ghost master told him that his plan was ruined.

Pang Banqing sneered and said: "I see, the Eighth Prince wants us to risk our lives for his own life. This kind of deal is too calculated!"

Jin Zhaoyi said: "That's right! There is not only one Heavenly King among the rebels, but also other Pingtian Dao monks. We are all alone. Once we are trapped, we will die. How can we, the Qing cultivators, put life and death at risk?

disregard?

The Eighth Prince cursed secretly and said with a smile: "Little Wang has made an agreement with the Seven Tiannan Sects to donate the fire jade vein to Fenxiang Pavilion. What do you think of Pang Zhen?"

Pang Banqing made a sound and was silent. Fenxiang Pavilion is famous for its weapon refining skills, and a large amount of natural materials and earthly treasures are needed every year. The fire jade mine appeared recently and is in urgent need, but it is controlled by the Seven Tiannan Sects.

Ge has been fighting openly and secretly with him for a long time, but he has always failed to succeed. If he can get the fire jade mine and offer it to the sect, his status will naturally be greatly different.

Pang Banqing said: "Can the Eighth Prince really take charge?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "The little king will never dare to make a mistake. If he can't do it, Master Pang can just beat the little king to death with one palm!"

Pang Banqing gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it! Pang will give his life for the Eighth Prince!"

The Eighth Prince was overjoyed and shouted: "Thank you so much, Master Jin!" He then said to Jin Zhaoyi: "If Master Jin is willing to help, Xiao Wangyuan will give the nine-turn purple golden elixir given by his father to Master Jin!"

Jin Zhaoyi was stunned when he heard this, and said with a smile: "The Eighth Prince actually has such a magical elixir in his hand? It's a pity that Jin has already cultivated the golden elixir, so this medicine is useless to me."

The Eighth Prince smiled and said: "Jin Zhenren was born in the Kunxu Sect and his family has a great business. Xiao Wang also has a piece of innate gold essence given by his father. I also offer it together. I wonder if it can impress Zhenren's Taoist heart?"

When Pang Banqing heard "the essence of innate gold", he raised his brows and asked in surprise: "Does the Eighth Prince actually have such a thing in his hand?"

The Eighth Prince smiled and clapped his hands, and there was a little Dezi holding a sandalwood tray with both hands. It was covered with a layer of golden velvet cloth. When he opened it, a brilliant light suddenly appeared, like the light of a sword,

Brilliant!

Pang Banqing looked intently and saw a brilliant gold nugget placed on the tray. The color was like gold, but it was only the size of a longan core. He felt slightly disappointed and said, "It is indeed the essence of innate gold!"
Chapter completed!