Wuxia: The blind divine doctor in the town of the seven heroes

Chapter 206: Acting for the Chosen Emperor! First question! (Sixth more!)

Kaifeng, Yuelai Inn…

The inn is large and can accommodate hundreds of people, but it is full at the moment, and even some guests are standing in the aisle.

The reason why they are crowded here is because the people of Cihang Jingzhai this morning lived here.

Those who come here and want to be emperors are not fools, and they all want to get the moon first near the water platform.

So I came to this inn.

The atmosphere in the inn is very solemn.

After all, these people all came with ambition and all wanted the support of the Buddhist sect, so in their opinion, the people who were there were competitors were their competitors

If it weren’t for the fact that no one dared to make a head bird, these people would have gone to war long ago! Although there are many people in the inn, it is extremely quiet.

No one spoke, everyone looked at the others with cold eyes.

“Amitabha…”

At this moment, a Buddha trumpet suddenly came from outside, breaking the silence in the inn.

Then I saw the monk Fangzheng walking in from outside with a burly monk

Fang “Seven Seven Seven” seemed to be in awe of the burly monk, and after entering the inn, he turned slightly and shortened the burly monk and the upper half of his body.

And the burly monk calmly accepted this courtesy and strode in.

After the two entered the inn, the monk Fangzheng looked up at the second floor and made his fortune into his throat

“Old Gu Fangzheng, I have seen Fan Shitai in this Shaolin Temple.”

“Hum…”

As soon as his voice came out, it turned into a soft sound wave and rushed to the second floor.

“Master Fang Zheng is good at internal strength.”

A middle-aged female voice suddenly came from upstairs.

Then I saw a nun who still had a charm, and walked downstairs with five monks and concubines.

This person is Cihang Jingzhai Fan Qinghui.

“Shi is too ridiculous.”

Fang Zheng said modestly, stepped back half a position, and introduced to Fan Qinghui:

“Shi Tai, this is my Shaolin Temple Master Xuancheng, and he is also Senior Brother Gu.”

“Oh?”

Fan Qinghui’s eyes lit up.

Performed a Buddhist salute to Xuan Cheng:

“I have long heard of Master Xuancheng’s prestige, but unfortunately I didn’t see it, and now I can finally get my wish.”

“The division is too rewarding.”

After Xuan Cheng returned the salute, he stared at the handsome monk behind Fan Qinghui:

“Your excellency is so cultivated, I don’t know the honorable name?”

“Amitabha…”

After the handsome monk put his hands together and pronounced the Buddha’s trumpet, he said calmly:

“Old Gu is empty, I have seen Master Xuancheng.”

Although these two empty looks are young and handsome, their voices are extremely old, as if they are nearly a hundred years old.

“Empty?”

Xuan Cheng’s pupils shrank, and he asked with a solemn face: “Is your closed-mouth meditation complete?”

Shaolin Temple also has empty information, knowing that he has been practicing closed-mouth meditation all these years, and now that he has spoken emptyly, I am afraid that he has completed his cultivation.

“Nope.”

Sora shook his head with regret and sighed, “If the practice is complete, how can the old monk have this appearance?”

The martial arts practiced by Sora are very strange.

When you cultivate successfully, you will show an old state.

If the middle is interrupted, it will become a handsome and young look.

However, this appearance is not without cost, it slowly consumes the empty internal force every moment.

Fortunately, he has been promoted to a grandmaster and can continuously refine the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into internal force.

Therefore, it will not be sucked dry by this martial art.

“It’s a pity.”

Xuan Cheng shook his head with some regret: “I wanted to learn your divine skills.”

Xuan Cheng is a martial arts idiot, and when he used to practice martial arts, he even practiced to the point of going crazy,

If it weren’t for the Shaolin sweeping monks to explain the Dharma for him and resolve the hidden dangers in his body, he would still be paralyzed in bed at the moment.

However, everything in the world has a mistake and a gain.

Although Xuan Cheng was paralyzed for decades, after he had realized the Dharma in bed for decades, he naturally became a great grandmaster.

However, this paralyzing experience did not extinguish his determination to challenge the world and now follow Fang Zheng to challenge the masters of all parties.

“Amitabha.”

Kong Xuan’er’s life shook her head:

“Since Master Xuancheng is interested, after this matter is over, the old man should serve himself.”

“Then let’s talk about it.”

Xuan Cheng’s eyes lit up and nodded:

“After this matter is over, let’s find a place where no one is and have a good discussion.”

After speaking, he scanned the people in the inn for a week, and said with a grin: “I see that everyone is almost here, do you want to start directly?”

“Lao Gu also means this.”

Fang Zheng said with some embarrassment.

Originally, he was the abbot of Shaolin, and he should come first after coming here.

But Xuan Cheng is not only older than him, but also stronger than him in martial arts, so he can only succumb to Xuan Cheng.

“Good.”

Fan Qinghui is also a decisive character, nodded and flashed to the middle of the stairs on the second floor.

Condescendingly looking at everyone in the inn, he said calmly:

“The purpose of recruiting all heroes today is very simple, to choose a hero to calm this chaotic world.”

Speaking of this, she clasped her hands together and performed a Buddhist salute, sad and compassionate: “Originally, the world of the Great Song Dynasty was quite peaceful,

But since the appearance of that female devil Jiang Yuyan, the world has been in chaos, and the people are living in dire straits.

And I, Cihang Jingzhai, am a sect that follows the heavens and responds to the Tao.

In this troubled time, he came out of the mountain to replace the Chosen Emperor,

A hero will be selected to calm the war and reopen the world.

Let the people return to peace and tranquility.”

“…..”

No one spoke, and everyone looked at Fan Qinghui with a twinkle of light.

No one believed Fan Qinghui’s nonsense, but no one refuted it… Because they want to dominate the world, they have to win the help of the Buddhist sect.

“Amida Buddha, Shi Tai is kind.”

Since Fang Zheng had no one to take care of Fan Qinghui, he hurriedly praised a word, which was regarded as a round.

“Phew…..”

Fan Qinghui secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She was also quite embarrassed just now.

I thought I could respond to everything, but I didn’t want these people to only value interests, and they didn’t care what he said.

In addition, everyone who can come here feels that they can be emperors, and the emperor needs to look at the eyes of his courtiers?

Naturally not needed!

So no one took pictures of Fan Qinghui’s,

Although there are a few ingenious people who plan to do this.

But seeing that others did not move their mouths, he did not dare to make a head ring

“Hmph!”

After Fan Qinghui snorted coldly in her heart, she glanced at everyone in the inn and said secretly:

“There is not even a person who knows anything, it is really a rabble, it is difficult to achieve great things!”

I’m glad I didn’t pick you.”

That’s right, the people in the inn are not their choice!

These people are just a cover for their true purpose, and they are dispensable.

It’s ridiculous that they still think they can be emperors.

Of course, Fan Qinghui naturally can’t say this clearly.

After looking at everyone for a week, she smiled and said:

“Gentlemen, the conditions for the selection of the emperor of my Cihang Jingzhai are very simple.

As long as we can answer three questions, we are the chosen people of Cihang Jingzhai and can get the support of the entire Buddhist sect!”

“Whoosh…..”

When everyone heard this, they were in an uproar.

Looking at each other, they couldn’t believe their ears.

Who would have thought that the conditions for Cihang Jingzhai would be so simple.

1.1 Don’t say three questions, even if they are thirty and they are willing to answer ah.

However, some people found something wrong and frowned and asked:

“So if several people answer all three questions correctly, who should you choose?”

“It is impossible for someone to answer correctly at the same time.”

Fan Qinghui shook her head with a smile: “Because the last question of the poor Ni is to ask about the way of kings.

Whoever answers best suits the poor Ni’s wishes, wins.”

“So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and ask!”

When everyone heard this, they immediately jumped up and shouted loudly.

“First question.”

Fan Qinghui held up a finger, glanced at everyone, and asked calmly:

“If you wait to catch that witch Jiang Yuyan and her supporter, Doctor Xia, what will you do with them?

Choose the one who cuts the grass and removes the roots to stand on the left.

The one who chooses for his own use stands on the right.”

Although Fan Qinghui did not intend to choose an emperor from these people, she did not fool things.

The question she asked was really a question she had seriously thought of in order to represent the Chosen Emperor.

(Good night, good dreams.)

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