Datang: Awakening of the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass at the Beginning

Young monk Huiming, who had not seen Zhang Sheng, had no choice but to leave first, otherwise the Jin Yiwei people might really take action.

Luoyang City White Horse Temple

"Host! Are you really worried about nephew Huiming going to Blue Silver City alone?"

"Amitabha! I believe that with my wise understanding, there should be no problem. Junior Brother Fa Zheng, just rest assured."

"This is not a matter of peace of mind. After all, Senior Nephew Huiming has no martial arts skills. I'm afraid his life will be in danger."

"I have naturally taken this into consideration, so I asked your junior brother Fawu to follow me. He will show up to protect me when necessary."

"Since Junior Brother Fawu is following us, there will be no problem!"

The abbot of the White Horse Temple and the monk Fazheng were discussing the matter of the young monk Huiming.

Don’t you know that he is running into obstacles everywhere in Blue Silver City?

Not only did the city lord of Blue Silver City ignore him, but now even the people looked down on him, and no one believed in Buddhism at all.

"How could this happen? Aren't we all supposed to respect and worship Buddha?"

After several days of blows, the young monk Huiming began to doubt the Buddha.

Fawu, who was following him, naturally saw everything, but it was useless for him to be impatient.

After all, he is just a protective monk, and he knows nothing about strategies and the like.

"No! If this continues, Huiming's heart will collapse. Maybe it's time for the poor monk to take action."

Fawu observed the young monk Huiming for a while, and after making sure that he would be fine in a short period of time,

He turned around and left, looking at the direction he was going, which was the Zhang Family Manor.

As a monk, Fawu's kung fu is quite impressive. Looking at his footwork, you can tell that he has reached the level of perfection.

"Monk, stop! You are not done yet, and you are asking for someone else to come. What do you want to do?"

"Amitabha! How good! How good the poor monk is!"

Fawu was not angry at Jin Yiwei's rude words, but greeted them calmly.

"I don't care if you are from Law 5 or Law 6. Zhangjia Manor is not a place where you can just mess around.

Get out of here quickly, otherwise you won't blame the brothers for being rude. "

Jin Yiwei carried out Zhang Sheng's words to the letter. As long as they were monks, they could be driven away without notification.

Fawu was also a little angry at Jin Yiwei's disrespectful words.

You must know that even many dignitaries in Luoyang City would politely call him "Master" when they saw him.

Unexpectedly, he was not welcome in this small blue silver city. How could this not make him feel angry?

"Amitabha! Donor! It's better to be merciful!"

"What? Do you want to do something?"

The people from Jinyiwei saw something wrong with Fawu's expression and looked a little angry depending on the situation.

So they also began to be on guard in case he suddenly attacked.

"Amitabha! The poor monk Baima Temple Dharma Wu! I would like to ask all the donors for advice!"

Fawu formally proclaimed the Buddha's name, and with a solemn expression issued a challenge to the people in Jinyiwei.

The people of Jinyiwei are not interested in Fawu. If they really want to fight with them, they will look bad.

You must know that this is the first time that someone dares to go directly to Zhangjia Manor to challenge.

Even Yuwen Chengdu only came to Zhang Shengke for polite advice.

"How brave! The brothers are standing aside to help me. See if I don't teach this monk a lesson."

"Yu Bao, can you do it? Don't let others teach you a lesson."

The Jinyiwei people said so, and everyone was just concerned about Yu Bao, lest he suffer a loss at the hands of Fawu.

"Donor please!"

"Master please!"

After the two were polite for a while, a cold light began to shine in their eyes.

In less than three seconds, Yu Bao and Fa Wu collided.

The fists and kicks of the two sides intertwined, as fast as lightning, and for a while they were evenly matched.

"This monk has some skills. We Jinyiwei were trained vigorously by our master, and we are all good hands.

Unexpectedly, a random monk came out today and fought with us inextricably. It seems that people in the world cannot be underestimated. "

"It's good that you know, so as not to brag about yourself at home every day."

"Owner!"

The appearance of Zhang Sheng and others startled Jin Yiwei who was watching the excitement, so he quickly turned around and saluted.

Yu Bao, who was fighting against Fawu, naturally saw Zhang Sheng and was distracted for a moment. Fawu seized the opportunity and kicked him away.

"Amitabha!"

"What a despicable monk! Let's fight again!"

"Yu Bao! If he doesn't come back yet, you are no match for him."

"Owner…"

Yu Bao's face was blushing with embarrassment at this moment. He finally managed to express himself in front of Zhang Sheng.

There was no mistake, and now it can be said that it is completely embarrassing.

"Huh? If you lose, you lose. Don't worry about how he lost."

Zhang Sheng's stern eyes and words let Yu Bao know that he was a little angry now.

It's not that he was angry because Yu Bao lost, but he was dissatisfied with Bao's behavior that he couldn't afford to lose.

Yu Bao also saw that Zhang Sheng was dissatisfied with him, so he quickly knelt on the ground and began to apologize.

"Pfft! Master, please forgive me! Yu Bao is willing to be punished!"

"It's good that you know you're wrong. Go down and get twenty military sticks for yourself. Don't hold back!"

Zhang Sheng also wanted to take this opportunity to warn the people in Jinyiwei and let them know to restrain their arrogance, so as not to stumble in the future without realizing it.

"Amitabha! The donor must be the lord of Blue Silver City."

"I am the city lord of Blue Silver City. You are so bold. You dare to act wild at the door of my Zhang Family Manor. Who gave you the courage? Buddha?"

Although Zhang Sheng angrily rebuked Yu Bao, it does not mean that he has a good temper towards Fa Wu.

Zhang Sheng was already a little displeased with the monks, but now that they were knocking on his door, could this not make him angry?

"Amitabha! The Lord of the City seems to be very prejudiced against my Buddhist sect?"

Fawu could tell at this time that Zhang Sheng didn't like Buddhism at all.

No matter how hard nephew Huiming tried, it was all useless.

"Oh? Now that you see it, tell me how I should punish you for your behavior?"

"I'm afraid that the city lord doesn't have the right to punish me yet. Our White Horse Temple has a very close relationship with Mr. Wang.

When the time comes for Mr. Wang to take the blame, you, the city lord, will be done with it. "

"Hahaha!"

Regarding Fawu's threatening words, Zhang Sheng was immediately laughed out of anger.

There is a background to the relationship, so I dare to be unscrupulous in this Blue Silver City and not take him seriously.

Not to mention that Zhang Sheng was a little angry at this moment, even the Jin Yiwei on the side looked gloomy.

One hand was also holding the handle of the knife at his waist, as if he was about to take down the magic weapon at any time.

Naturally, Fawu noticed the movements and expressions of Zhang Sheng and the others.

Now he also regrets a little. What he said just now was a bit impulsive. The people in Blue Silver City don't play according to the routine at all.

I thought that taking out Mr. Wang would make Zhang Sheng and the others jealous, but I never thought that it would also arouse conflicts.

"Amitabha! Lord City Lord! This poor monk came here just to see you.

It was the city lord's subordinates who made things difficult for the poor monk everywhere. The poor monk took action now, hoping that the city lord would notice clearly. "

Fawu had no choice but to give in at this moment, but even if he gave in, he completely shifted the blame and even mocked the incompetence of Zhang Sheng's subordinates.