Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 621 Is the destruction of Lingshan enough?

   "Lingshan put up such a big battle, is it a warning to Zhang?"

   Zhang Jing's tone was a little cold.

  A trace of murderous intent leaked from Zhang Jing's body, making the air seem to be slightly colder.

  The old monk's smile was stifled. He thought that Zhang Jing's cold snort just now would be able to uncover it, but he didn't expect that he would not give Lingshan face so much, and directly used a questioning tone.

  Although the disciples of Shangqian Lingshan came forward this time to give Zhang Jing a hidden warning, they could do it but they couldn't say it blatantly.

   "The Chief Commander Zhang was joking. The Chief Governor is a distinguished guest. When a distinguished guest comes, my Lingshan Mountain will naturally be more grand," the old monk said softly.

   "Dear guest, what about the third burial?" Zhang Jing glanced at the old monk.

  This old monk's strength is not bad, he has the strength of the realm of virtual appearance, but he is not qualified enough to have an equal dialogue with him. Only the real master of Lingshan, Sanbuy, has this qualification.

   Regardless of strength, even the governor of Zhenwusi, who is under one person and above ten thousand people in the Eastern Qi court, can also have an equal dialogue with the three burials.

   "Your Majesty is waiting in the Daxiong Palace at this moment, please move the governor."

  The old monk moved out of the way and gestured with his hand.

   Zhang Jing frowned, a little displeased, he didn't even want to enter the gate of Jiange Mountain, let alone the spirit mountain with many formations.

  In the outside world, Zhang Jing's strength can be fully utilized, but if he is imprisoned by the formation, he may not be able to use 70 points. How could Zhang Jing be willing to take risks?

   "Three burials, the governor is here in person, is this how you treat guests?"

  Zhang Jing didn't move, but raised the qi and blood of his body, mobilized the vitality of heaven and earth, and let out such a low shout.

  The sound was louder than the nine bells just now.

  The old monk's complexion changed, but he didn't dare to reprimand him directly.

  As a powerful figure, he can feel the faint dangerous aura on Zhang Jing, and knows that he can never be this Zhang Jing's opponent.

  The difference is only in how many tricks you can sustain.

  At the same time, the old monk suddenly remembered what the venerable said before, this Zhang Jing's character is that he must retaliate, he is extremely ruthless, and his style of doing things is his own.

  In the main hall,

  Sanbu, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, and a peaceful aura emanated from him.

  Showing a slight smile, San Zan stood up slowly, glanced at the ten-foot-high golden body of Buddha in the Daxiong Hall, turned around and stepped out slowly.

   "I heard that the governor's strength is extraordinary, and he is never afraid of any power or anyone. Why don't you dare to enter Lingshan today?"

  A faint voice came from the void, and then there was a wave of waves in the void. San Zan walked out of it, clasped his hands together and nodded slightly to Zhang Jing.

   "Lingshan is well-known outside, and the family has a great career. Let Zhang go in, isn't it to show Zhang his strength?" Zhang Jing sneered at Lingshan.

  Lingshan is indeed well-known, but the reputation of Lingshan in Jianghu is actually not good, and it can even be said to be very bad in the eyes of some forces.

  But the three-buried monk didn't seem to hear it, and just said lightly:

   "Of course not. In comparison, which power in the world can compare with the imperial court?"

   "If not, why invite Zhang to go in? Wouldn't it be more convenient to be outside."

   "It's just the way of hospitality. Since Governor Zhang is unwilling, it is impossible for the poor monk to force it."

   San Zan said lightly.

  Zhang Jing: "Hehe."

   Even if Lingshan wants to insist, he must have that strength.

   "The governor traveled thousands of miles to Lingshan, but what's the matter?" San Zan asked.

"The reason why I came here must be able to guess a little bit. The imperial court temporarily shrunk its power due to some things, which caused some state capitals to be occupied by some forces, causing people to be displaced. There are many people who have broken up and died. The governor is kind and unwilling to see it. This happened again, so I want to bring those state capitals back to the imperial court."

   "I hope that the master will be merciful, and for the sake of the common people, he can help the imperial court."

   Zhang Jing looked at the third funeral indifferently.

  For San Zan, Zhang Jing has no fear at all. It is true that San Zan has entered the realm of manifesting sages for a longer time, but this does not mean that his strength can be much stronger than Sword Emperor.

  Furthermore, in the previous battle of Beiyan, Sanbu suffered a lot, and Zhang Jing was actually somewhat confident that he could win the battle.

  Honorable Three Burials clasped his hands together, a little sad: "Amitabha, since the governor has spoken, Lingshan will naturally help the people for the sake of the common people."

   "That's good. It seems that the Venerable, like the Sword Emperor, has a heart of compassion." Zhang Jing spoke directly, mentioning the Sword Emperor by the way.

  Although he forced Jiange to retreat, after coming out of Jiange, he rushed to Lingshan non-stop. Lingshan could not receive any news during this period, unless they were faster than Zhang Jing and the others.

  As for mentioning the prepared formation, Zhang Jing felt that Lingshan should have known about the actions of the strong in the court, and expected that he would come.

"Jianghuang." Sanzan's squinted eyes widened a little, and he looked at Zhang Jing solemnly again. He didn't expect that Zhang Jing came from the Jiange and forced Jianhuang to retreat. During this period, something happened What?

  Sanbu took a long breath and sighed: "It's okay to help the court, but the poor monk also has something to ask for, and I hope Governor Zhang can agree."

  Jiange backed away. He didn't know what interests were involved, but he still wanted to fight for more interests for Lingshan. Earlier, he had actually expected that the court would take action, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

  He didn't know that the court really didn't want to do it so quickly, it was all done by Zhang Jing.

   "But it doesn't matter, as long as it's reasonable, Zhang has no reason not to agree." Zhang Jing chuckled.

  Is it up to him whether it is reasonable or not?

   "Lingshan knows that the people have suffered deeply, but they don't have the strength to save the people. They can only help the people in the two prefectures around them as much as they can."

   "The disciples of Lingshan have a deep relationship with the believers. The poor monk hopes that the court will not take action against the monks in these two prefectures, and let them continue to teach the foolish people."

  The unspoken meaning is to let the imperial court grant the land of these two prefectures to Lingshan by default, and not even send envoys.

   But how is this possible?

  With the original territory of Lingshan, there is already the boundary of the land of the three prefectures, how big is the whole Daqi? That's all twenty-seven mansions, one-ninth of the territory is needed to open his mouth, and Zhang Jing will only agree if he is stupid.

Furthermore, Jiange retreated because he knew that Zhang Jing could also make Lingshan retreat, but if Zhang Jing agreed to the conditions of the third burial, the people in Jiange would definitely be dissatisfied. Why did they give up all the territory they had eaten? But Lingshan refused?

  Actually, according to Zhang Jing’s thinking, he would rather not give up the land of a mansion, but this is not possible. In this case, Jiange and Lingshan will definitely join hands to deal with the court.

   This is their bottom line.

   "It turns out that in the eyes of the eminent monks in Lingshan, the people are just fools, haha. Teach these people that they have their own court and don't need people who use Lingshan." Zhang Jing directly refused.

   "The people are ignorant, and Buddhism will lead upwards. Why should the court block it? The poor monk can agree. As long as the general governor agrees with the poor monk, Lingshan can fully help the court to stabilize the territory in the future."

   "The territory of the imperial court does not need to be stable on Lingshan. Master Sanbuan, I respect you. You are a master. If you don't respect you, what can you do to me?"

   "I'm not afraid to tell you that the Sword Emperor has already agreed to the conditions of the governor, and is willing to shrink the power of the Jiange to the previous level. If Lingshan is not willing, the governor can only call 100,000 soldiers to fight on Lingshan."

  The one-year period has come, and Zhang Jing has reached the peak of Dharma, so why fear facing Lingshan?

  Jiange retreated, no matter how strong Lingshan is, can it still be stronger than the imperial court?

   Zhang Jing is really in a hurry, so what if Lingshan is destroyed!

  It’s not that Mr. Zhang can’t do this kind of thing. At that point, even if Lingshan can escape, there will be endless disasters, and Zhang Jing will not be afraid.

  Lingshan is different from Jiange. The lunatics in Jiange want to be respected. It is really urgent. They may really start a fight with the court desperately, but the monks in Lingshan will weigh it.

   Can't fight easily.

  After hearing Zhang Jing's arrogant words, Steady as Three Burials was also a little angry, but he suppressed it because he felt that Zhang Jing's words were not joking, he really dared to destroy Lingshan with the whole country.

  Although the power of Lingshan is strong, it is still impossible to defeat a country.

  However, he was a little unwilling. The land of the two prefectures occupied by Lingshan brought many outstanding disciples and resources to Lingshan. These are the foundations of the sect's prosperity.

  But it’s really not reconciled to let it go in less than a year.

   It is very uncomfortable to eat and then spit it out.

   "Is the governor planning to go back to the land of the two prefectures without paying any price?" asked the old monk with an unkind expression.

"Price, what price? The land of the two prefectures belongs to me. What price will I have to pay to get back my own things? You tell me!" Zhang Jing stepped out, staring straight at the old monk and whispered: " Is it enough to pay for the destruction of Lingshan?"

   "You" the old monk was burning with anger.

   "There is no need for the governor to threaten. If the court really decides to attack Lingshan, the governor will not be here." San Zan said lightly.

  Zhang Jing chuckled lightly: "Master thinks the court dare not?"

   "Then what do you think, do I dare?"

  San Zan was silent, he felt that Yi Zhang Jing's character was really daring to do it.

   "As the master of Lingshan, the poor monk hastily gave up the land of the two prefectures. He needs to give an explanation to the disciples of Lingshan." San Zan, who was silent for a long time, said softly.

   "What does the master want to explain? It's nothing more than wanting to play a test to test Zhang's strength, which is not enough to lead the court to destroy Lingshan."

   "In that case, come on!"

   Zhang Jing's body was agitated, and a terrifying breath erupted from him.

  Zhang Jing has long been ready to do it. The world is based on strength. Whoever has the biggest fist is justified. Zhang Jing wins Lingshan retreat, Sanbu wins, and the court will declare a failure this time.

  (end of this chapter)