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"Uncle Qin, you have reported the matter of the Shennian Sect for many days. Has the court responded?"

Fang Mu changed the subject. After all, it involved the affairs of the Shi family. If he didn't handle it well, it would lead to revenge. It wouldn't be a problem for him, but the Qin family's father and daughter would be hard to stop.

"Hahaha."

Qin Rushu laughed heartily. Seeing him like this, Fang Mu guessed that he should understand the matter and there would be no more problems.

Sure enough, Qin Rushu laughed for a while and then said:

"My dear nephew, you may not know that after Zhang Yan and I jointly reported this matter, we felt a lump in our throats and were worried for the past few days.

"But yesterday, a piece of news came from the capital, which made us feel at ease."

Qin Rushu kept silent here and waited for Fang Mu to continue asking questions with a smile on his face.

"What news? Father, tell me quickly."

Unexpectedly, Fang Mu was fine and did not say anything, but Qin Qianqian couldn't help it first. She glared at her father with an unhappy face.

It's really despicable that he didn't even tell me about the news about his father, causing me to be worried and scared for so long.

"Okay, I say, don't be anxious, Qianqian."

Qin Rushu wanted to tease Fang Fangmu, but he didn't expect his daughter to get anxious first, and said helplessly:

“I heard that half a month ago, on the day we went to the Shennian Sect, a major event occurred in the Chanzhou Buddhist sect.

"That day was also the day when the Buddhist master was giving a sermon. Many Buddhist disciples gathered in the Ancient Buddha Temple to listen to the lecture, but they never expected that a powerful enemy would attack. With a flick of a finger, he repelled the Buddhist guardian Dapeng King and killed a disciple of the Jinguang Temple named Jingchen.

“Even the Buddha was helpless, allowing it to injure and kill people and then disperse on its own, without being able to stop it at all!

“Although the Buddhist sect has repeatedly forbidden the spread of this matter, there were so many disciples present at the time that it was impossible to conceal it. The imperial court officials were well-informed and knew about it.

"More importantly, the Buddha announced from that day that he would be in seclusion to study and practice the Buddhist Dharma, and was not allowed to leave for five years. He also ordered all Buddhist disciples to return to Chan Prefecture and not to leave easily.

“After this order was issued, the entire Buddhist sect was unable to take care of itself, and the matter of the Shennian Sect should have been resolved.

"Besides, it was the Buddhists who made the unreasonable plan first. The Great Zhou court did not pursue their responsibility because it had made contributions to education over the years. If the Buddhists dared to retaliate, not only the court, but also the Confucianists and Taoists would not sit idly by."

After saying this, Qin Qianqian finally felt relieved, but she was still a little indignant.

"It was clearly the Buddhist family that made the mistake first, but they made us worry about being harmed by them. Although the thief nun Wuchen died, she is still alive. I am really unwilling to accept this."

"Sister Qianqian, don't forget that the one who was killed was a disciple of Jinguang Temple named Jingchen."

Fang Mu thought of the details and reminded him.

"Jingchen, Wuchen, could it be that?"

"My dear nephew is indeed smart. According to the information from the Chanzhou government, Jingchen is the disciple of the nun Wuchen. I think he has already been refined into a divine clone by her.

"In short, Wu Chen was ultimately unable to escape this calamity and was completely reduced to ashes."

Qin Rushu's face was full of smiles. He had never thought about how much the Buddhist family would pay for this matter. Now that the main driving force behind this, Wu Chen, was completely destroyed, he was already very satisfied.

"Being killed by a single finger, it was a pleasant death."

Qin Qianqian was still indignant, but she knew that this was the best outcome, and her expression gradually turned from gloomy to bright.

"Even the Buddha couldn't stop that finger, it must have been done by a supreme master. Little brother, is it that Lord Fang is venting his anger on you?"

Fang Mu touched his nose helplessly.

"I have never heard of such a method, and I don't know if it was done by my father."

Although he said he was not sure, Fang Mu was certain in his heart that this was done by Fang Lu. He felt a warm feeling in his heart, and then he was shocked at what he could do.

"My father is stationed in Yangzhou, tens of thousands of miles away from this Chanzhou, but he was able to kill Wuchen with a single finger from a distance. Even the Buddha was helpless. What realm has he reached?"

As Fang Mu's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, his vision had already far surpassed that of before.

But no matter how fast he progressed, his father Fang Lu could always surpass his expectations, like the ocean, boundless and unfathomable.

Before this, he thought that no matter how powerful Fang Lu was, he was probably only one or two levels above the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head realm.

But after hearing how he killed Wu Chen with just one finger and the Buddha was unable to do anything, Fang Mu could no longer control himself. His cultivation was probably far beyond the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, and he dared not even think about it.

"Uncle Qin, Sister Qianqian, now that this matter has been settled, I should continue on my journey. I will set off for Yizhou tomorrow."

Dushan City is a city for forging weapons, and there is really nothing fun to do there. If he hadn't mastered the boxing skills and was worried about the safety of Qin Rushu and his daughter, he would have followed Boss Mo to Yizhou three days ago.

Now that there is no further trouble with the Shennian Sect and my boxing skills have made some progress, it is time to leave.

After all, the purpose of going out was to go to Qingxufeng Baiyun Temple to learn the true Taoist methods. He had been delayed for long enough before, and it would be bad to waste any more time in Dushan City.

"So fast?"

Qin Qianqian felt a little reluctant.

"I still have a lot of songs that you haven't finished listening to, why don't you..."

"Qianqian, my nephew went to Yizhou for important matters. He has indeed wasted a lot of time in Dushan City. You cannot stop him."

Qin Rushu interrupted her daughter and turned to Fang Mu.

"My dear nephew has done me and my daughter a great favor. I should have kept you here for a few more days, but since you are here to seek the true Dharma and to become a disciple, I cannot keep you here any longer.

"I hope my dear nephew will not forget that Qianqian and I are still in Dushan City. Don't forget to come and visit us when you finish your studies and come down the mountain."

After Qin Rushu finished speaking, he bowed deeply.

Since he was his elder, Fang Mu dared not accept it and quickly helped him up.

"Uncle Qin, you are too kind. I just happened to be here at this time, so I should do this. I don't deserve Uncle Qin's gift.

"Not to mention that my father and brother are both Confucian disciples, and I have also cultivated the righteousness of Confucianism. How can I ignore such evil? What's more, Sister Qianqian is also my good friend now. If a friend is in trouble, I have to help her."

"Just friends?"

Qin Qianqian rolled her eyes at Fang Mu.

"We were so affectionate on that deserted mountain that day, and today we have become good friends. It turns out that all men in the world are evil, and none of them are good people."

Fang Mu: “………….”

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The next morning, it was another good day with the sun rising and clear skies.

Fang Mu got up early, simply carried his bag and left Tianbing Pavilion. He walked out of the city amid the clanging sound of iron forging in Dushan City, and headed west along the official road to Yizhou.

Not long after leaving the city gate, a melodious sound of a piano rang out, echoing between heaven and earth.

The sound of the piano should have been light and leisurely, but at this moment it carried a hint of sadness and resentment, which made people feel sad when they heard it and were immersed in it.

Fang Mu paused, looked back, and saw Qin Qianqian in red sitting on the top of the city wall, playing the zither to bid farewell.

The two looked at each other, Fang Mu waved goodbye with a smile, then turned and left. His figure gradually disappeared on the official road, leaving only the sound of the piano flowing through the world for a long time.