Chapter 65: The Art of Cultivation: Immortal-level Divine Power
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The trio brought more than a thousand villagers.
"Young Master Feiyun, don't get out of here yet." Jory was shouting.
Monk Feiyun, the old abbot of Jinji Temple, walked over with a smile on his face under the leadership of a group of elders.
Monk Feiyun smiled slightly and asked, "Lord Qiao, how much does this offering cost?" ”
Jory was glaring at him, "Donations? Excuse me, why don't you pay the bill first. ”
Immediately, there was an uproar in the crowd, and thousands of monks shouted angrily at the monks.
Some even drove away those who came to offer incense.
Master Feiyun was dumbfounded.
The rest of the elders were also anxious.
"Jory Zheng, what's going on?!" Master Feiyun's face was worried.
Jory was snorting, "What's going on?" We came this time to collect debts from Jinji Temple. ”
Pay the rent?!
The monks looked confused.
They often hear from ordinary people about it, but they never hear about it.
"Qiao Lizheng, our Jinji Temple does not charge rent, and during the Sui Dynasty, it did not charge rent."
Qiao Li was humming: "Regardless of whether you have paid rent before, Jinji Mountain is your territory, and you are a resident here, why don't you give money?!" ”
As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers behind him clamored for rent payment.
When the monk heard this, he was furious.
However, they were still a little weak and looked at each other.
"Could it be that we sent someone to make trouble, and the cow found out about it and wanted to settle accounts with us?"
"Why, we have never offended the Dragon Temple."
Qiao Li was snorting: "Stop talking nonsense, our Heavenly Master is a good person, how can I let you go to the emperor to denounce him?" ”
"Hurry up and pay the rent, five hundred and two months."
Several of the monks were furious, but he also understood that in the current situation, they could not act rashly.
"Okay, then five hundred taels."
"Gold, five hundred taels of gold." Jory is adding.
The monks were furious, and the old monk was even more angry, "Don't deceive people too much, five hundred taels of gold a month is enough to support an army of 5,000 people." ”
Jory was snorting, "Are you refusing?" "Okay, get out of Jinji Mountain now, don't take away every grass here, it's ours!"
The monks hated a lot in their hearts, but when they looked at these thousands of villagers and thought of Su Chen's background, they had no choice but to swallow this breath.
Tenryuji Temple.
Su Chen and Gao Shilian were drinking tea while talking about cultivation issues, and Sun Simiao also quickly rushed over.
"Master, I'm an honest monk, five hundred taels of gold a month."
This was the first time in his life that he had heard a monk ask for rent, and he succeeded.
Su Chen smiled and said, "Okay, let them help me farm in the past two days, during this time, we have opened up a lot of land, and they can't sit still." ”
Sun Simiao was overjoyed.
Gao Shilian gasped, and admired Su Chen's courage and strength.
"These monks are also unlucky to provoke that Heavenly Master."
Su Chen laughed and said, "You are so busy, you came to me, you won't come to chat, you won't come to chat, you won't come to chat, and you won't come to talk about health!" ”
Gao Shilian looked at no one around him, and then stood up, "The most important purpose of my coming here this time is to get a stick." ”
Su Chen smiled slightly and said, "What do you want to know?!" ”
Gao Shilian whispered: "I did some things before, I did some things in Shudi, until recently, with the help of my nephew's relationship, I returned to Chang'an this time." ”
"Moreover, he was also appointed by the emperor as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, this time the change is really too big, and it is also a promise, which makes me a little confused, I don't know what is going on in this matter, so I came to ask you for advice."
Only then did Su Chen react, this Gao Shilian suddenly returned to Beijing and was canonized as an official position, and he was uneasy.
"Don't worry, we're starting the draw now."
"Yes, yes, let's do it first."
Gao Shilian nodded hurriedly, but he was uneasy in his heart.
Su Chen took out the bamboo slip in his hand and comforted him: "Whatever you want, don't think nonsense." ”
Gao Shilian took the bamboo, respectfully bowed to the statue of Sanqing Bodhisattva, and then put the bamboo on his eyebrows and began to pray.
Whoosh.
Shook the bamboo in his hand.
"Ancestor bless, my son can be canonized as an official position, I hope there will be a good omen."
Click.
A piece of bamboo slipped from his hand.
Gao Shilian hurriedly took it, and after sweeping it, his face instantly turned pale, and his colorful beard was trembling.
Then, as if he had lost all his strength, he collapsed to the ground.
Bad luck!
"This is not a good sign, I was called by the emperor, I shouldn't be!"
"Your Majesty, I just did some small things, I was sent to Shu for many years, and I managed it very well, and now I finally returned home, how could I get sick at this time?!"
Gao Shilian said as he hugged his head and cried.
When people live for a long time, they will believe in fate, after all, he is a cultivator, and what he believes in is ghosts, and Su Chen's reputation is also very great.
Therefore, Gao Shilian is also full of confidence in his defeat, because he was completely disappointed in the second half of his life.
Su Chen looked at him with tears in his eyes, for fear that he would be killed directly.
"Senior, don't be sad first, let me deduce it for you."
He took the worst one.
Scenes flashed before his eyes.
In the video, it was the Huang family's waiter, and Gao Shilian handed over this secret letter to Tang Taizong. Gao Shilian was arrested, demoted to the governor of Anzhou, and transferred to the capital of Yizhou.
Later, Gao Shilian managed Shudi, but accepted bribes from officials, and even at a banquet, he said that Li Shimin was blind and would not make good use of his abilities. It is said that he is a capable person, but none of them are really Qi people.
As time passed, Gao Shilian's dossier flew into Li Shimin's palace like a snowflake, and after Gao Shilian returned to Chang'an, he did not visit Li Shimin, but went to visit His Majesty the Emperor.
At this point, the image came to an abrupt end.
Su Chen was confused, and he was completely helpless about what this Gao Shilian did.
The next moment, the golden list began to tremble.
[First to last]
[Natural disasters: bullying the small with the big, not discerning the general trend, and seeking a dead end]
[Lottery, reward: 3,000 years of cultivation]
[Tribulation: Get a copy of "Immortal-level Divine Power". 】
Laugh at!
Su Chen was overjoyed.
"3000 years of cultivation?!"
"It's ......"