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Chapter 155 Zhao Ji Still Became Emperor

Chapter 155 Zhao Ji Still Became Emperor
When playing chess, Lin Dong couldn't figure out why an eminent monk like Zhizhen still had the bad habit of eating snacks.

But now he understood.

The other party is not eating snacks, but is completely keeping himself from starving to death.

Of course, Zhizhen also gave it to Lin Dong, but Lin Dong didn't eat it at all...

He who has already established the foundation has already realized bigu in the true sense.

In comparison, if Lin Dong hasn't eaten for more than ten years, he won't feel any discomfort, but he absolutely doesn't like this kind of behavior.

In his opinion, life should be about eating, drinking and sleeping, so it is absolutely impossible not to eat, drink and sleep.

It's just that what he never imagined was that his ability, which he had never faced squarely, actually caused him to ignore the danger of the chess game.

Otherwise, when he felt hungry, it would be absolutely impossible for Zhizhen to continue.

Perhaps, a few months had passed by then, but compared to the eight years that had passed by this time, it was still many times better.

Does he regret not having the ability to face himself because he is afraid of being different from others?
Indeed, Lin Dong has a little bit of it.

But more, still a sigh.

It can only be said that the opportunity Zhizhen found was too good, and he did not let him discover the key to the problem at all, otherwise, the other party would not be able to succeed no matter what.

"Is the Taoist priest blaming the poor monk? If so, the old life of the poor monk will be handed over to the Taoist priest."

Zhizhen watched Lin Dong's complexion constantly changing, closed his eyes very awkwardly, and stretched out his head, like a big turtle.

"Although Pindao doesn't want to admit defeat, but if you lose, you lose. Pindao still has this kind of courage, but..."

When Lin Dong said the last word, his face suddenly became serious, "Do you know what the whole Song Dynasty missed because of your eight years of delay?"

"The poor monk can't control so many people"

Zhizhen shook his head, calmly stared into Lin Dong's eyes and said sincerely: "Furthermore, dynasties are always shattered. So what if they are as powerful as Qin? Didn't they just disappear in the long river of history?"

"The strong man is only 400 years old, and the Great Song Dynasty is now shattered. It can only be said that history should be the way it should be. Instead, the Taoist priest wants to forcefully intervene and change against the sky. Isn't this wrong?"

"Yes."

Lin Dong laughed, and said indifferently: "You are right, but when the temple is destroyed in the future, when the sect is destroyed, you will never regret it."

Zhizhen still said calmly: "The poor monk said at the beginning that everything has its definite number. If the poor temples should be destroyed and the Buddhist gate should be destroyed, then it should be destroyed."

He didn't lie.

Lin Dong could tell that the other party took these things lightly, or didn't care much at all.

This made him very uncomfortable.

Zhizhen doesn't care, it doesn't mean Lin Dong doesn't care either.

Turning around to leave, Lin Dong stopped again. Thinking of the scene of being calculated before, he sneered and said, "Haha, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that Master Luo would even lend you such a chess game. Pindao doesn't bother you, but he, Pindao still doesn't want to let him go!"

Zhizhen's face changed drastically, but then he calmed down again: "The chess game belongs to the poor monk, and has nothing to do with Zixiao Mountain's Shizimen. It's better for Taoist priest not to blame others."

"Anyone else?"

Lin Dong snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "Pindao still knows a little about the supernatural powers of Buddhism, and formations like the Lanke chess game should not be good at Buddhism, right? And, don't forget, Pindao and Zixiaoshan It's the same way!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

crunch!
As Lin Dong pushed the door, the door that had not been opened for a long time made an extremely distorted sound.

"Master Immortal, you have finally come out!"

"Master Immortal, I am the one who is incompetent!"

"Master Immortal, what happened before, why did you stay in it for eight years?"

Lin Dong walked out the door, and voices rang out at the same time.

Some young Taoists stood outside the door, and they all looked at Lin Dong with concern.

Of course, there were also some middle-aged and elderly Taoists behind the young Taoists who slowly lowered their heads when they saw Lin Dong's gaze.

Obviously they knew something, but the situation was compelling, and they had no choice but to give in.

Now, I can only bow my head in shame.

In fact, in the first year, some of them began to regret it. After all, they didn't come out for a year, and no one knew what would happen inside.

But the problem is that although they regretted it at that time, they couldn't enter the house at all. Every time they walked in, they followed into a maze.

It is easy to look back, but it is difficult to move forward. It seems that there are endless secrets shrouded in front of them. Every step they take will illuminate the dirtiest point in their hearts.

Naturally, there are also those who are pure in heart in Shangqing Palace, but they can't even touch the maze, they just walk in and return to the same place the next moment.

Therefore, they can only come to have a look every day.

It was not until today, eight years later, when Lin Dong opened the door, that they realized that the formations around them had disappeared.

"Who is the current emperor?"

After walking out the door, Lin Dong ignored the other voices and only asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Emperor Xiandeqin Wenruiwu Qisheng Zhaoxiao (Emperor Zhezong Temple of Song Dynasty) has passed away for several months, and now enthroned is the No.11 son of Xianshenzong, the younger brother of Zhezong."

The abbot of the Shangqing Palace came out, and after he finished speaking ashamedly, he covered his face and walked away. Listening carefully, he could still hear him muttering: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this..."

Did Song Huizong go up?
That's over.

Lin Dong gritted his teeth, sighed deeply, and then fixed his eyes on Zhizhen who came out behind him: "Do you know that because of what you did, it will cause chaos in the Song Dynasty?"

"The poor monk doesn't know."

Zhizhen shook his head bluntly, raised his head and said: "If the Taoist leader feels bad, he can kill the poor monk."

"Want to die? It's not that easy!"

Lin Dong sneered, his voice gathered like a thread, and came to Zhizhen's ears little by little: "You must not die early, Pindao wants you to take a good look, because what you do will lead to this What a huge change in the Song Dynasty."

"By the way, you were practicing in Mount Wutai, right? Maybe you can go back and see how things have changed now."

For some reason, seeing Lin Dong's sneering eyes, Zhizhen suddenly panicked, and anxiously, he wanted to leave Cuiyun Peak and go to Mount Wutai as soon as possible.

But he didn't want to, because he didn't move for a long time and didn't have Lin Dong's cultivation base to protect him, he fell directly to the ground with one step.

Pitiful?Pooh!They deserve to be taken advantage of.

Lin Dong sneered twice in his heart.

Afterwards, he shook his head and said to a young Taoist priest in front of him: "Go, take the poor Taoist to see the alchemy furnace left by Laojun. After all, this Cuiyun Peak can't come in vain."

"Please, Master Immortal."

The little Taoist who was pointed out nodded excitedly.

……

Next to the Shangqing Palace, Lin Dong quickly saw the legendary alchemy furnace left by the Supreme Lord, but it was not the same as he thought. It was just a big stone that looked like a pill furnace, and it was not a real pill at all. furnace.

Although he was disappointed in his heart, he did not leave just yet. After silently taking a tour of Cuiyun Mountain under the guidance of others, he came to the storage place of the ancient books of Shangqing Palace.

Without any hindrance, Lin Dong came into contact with those alchemy classics.

Randomly opened some, and the familiar voice that surprised him rang out from his mind again.

[You are watching the alchemy classics, the elementary alchemy knowledge increases by one percent! 】

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

Lin Dong really wanted to laugh three times to express his inner surprise, but now that Song Huizong had succeeded to the throne and became emperor, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Originally, he wanted to have a good chat with Zhezong after Zhezong came to power, so as to strengthen the martial arts or the court again.

Who knows, but now there is no chance at all.

In a blink of an eye, it was a farewell forever.

The only person who could lead Da Song out of the quagmire has already left.

As for Song Huizong?
Lin Dong felt that even if he used the Xianjia method, the other party would probably not change...

Unless, he can kill this guy.

But if he did this, Lin Dong felt that not only would he not be able to obtain karma points, but he would also be added to his body.

Causal point and causal addition are not the same thing.

[You are watching alchemy classics, elementary alchemy only increases by one percent...]

(End of this chapter)

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