Chapter 155: Close to the face, sarcasm and ridicule (please subscribe)
Without any refusal, the elders boarded the flying swords with ease and with smiles on their faces.

Elder Wu looked at the flying sword in front of him, then looked at the flying zombie wrapped in a black robe behind him, and his face suddenly became embarrassed.

He also said that he wanted to show off his flying skills in front of everyone...

Ahem, it seems that’s not necessary now.

After quickly sending the flying zombie back to the corpse cave, Elder Wu returned and boarded the flying sword again.

Since you can't use the flying zombie suit, why bring a flying zombie with you?

Going to the White Horse Temple, even a fool would know that this time we are not going to fight, but to sneer and attack those bald donkeys face to face!
Looking at the six elders behind him, Shi Jian smiled faintly.

"Elders, stand firm!"

After saying this, Shi Jian's mind moved, and the flying sword soared into the sky, turned into a stream of light and disappeared in Maoshan.

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The Main Hall of White Horse Temple.

The group of white-browed old monks have been discussing it but have not come up with a feasible solution yet.

I can’t beat him if I fight him, and I can’t escape if I hide from him.

They could only face Shi Jian's arrival with gritted teeth. Now they just hoped that Shi Jian's first target would not be their White Horse Temple.

It would be best to go directly to Shaolin Temple and let Shaolin Temple deal with Shi Jian and discourage the other party from continuing to visit various sects.

It’s a pity that this idea can only be a castle in the air, because Shi Jian is about to arrive at the White Horse Temple with a group of elders!

Just as the group of white-browed old monks were struggling, with a whoosh, a stream of light streaked across the void and landed steadily in front of the main hall of the White Horse Temple.

The young monks in the White Horse Temple came over one after another. The elders were not panicked at all. They looked around and searched recklessly with their spiritual senses...

"Hahahaha, Monk Qingzhi, the head of Mount Mao is here in person, how come you at the White Horse Temple don't even have this little bit of hospitality?

Could it be that after a hundred years of seclusion from the world, the White Horse Temple has become like a mountain village?"

As soon as he arrived at the White Horse Temple, the great elder started to greet all the bald monks in the White Horse Temple in a loud voice.

He even named and pointed out Qingzhi, the abbot of the White Horse Temple.

Shi Jian stood on the flying sword, his Yin-Yang Taoist robe floating in the breeze. He watched all this with a faint smile on his lips without saying a word.

It can be said that at this moment Shi Jian allowed several elders to vent their anger for cleaning up the mess for Buddhism over the years.

Inside the palace, the group of white-browed old monks who were originally tangled up in confusion heard the words of the great elder that resounded throughout the temple. Their brows suddenly furrowed, and their hearts skipped a beat, as if they were falling into an abyss...

"Oops!
I never thought that Maoshan would set our White Horse Temple as the first target..."

Qingzhi felt a little scalp-tingling. Since the other party had already come, what was the point of saying more now?
The foundation-building masters who were usually calm and composed were now as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

Seems a bit helpless.

"Master host, it's broken!

I didn't expect the Maoshan headmaster to come so quickly. From the noise, old fellow Lin Qinghai is here too!"

Lin Qinghai is the great elder's secular name, which most people don't know. However, although they are secluded in the White Horse Temple, they have met each other once and know some of each other's background.

It was obvious that Maoshan, relying on the possession of a True Lord of Golden Elixir, was coming with great force this time, and none of them was willing to go out and accept the attack from the other side.

Therefore, all the white-browed old monks turned their eyes to Abbot Qingzhi at once.

It was as if he was asking Master Qingzhi, the host, to go out and deal with Maoshan first...

Seeing that several of his fellow apprentices were looking at him, Master Qingzhi's mouth twitched. He knew that these fellow apprentices of his could not be relied upon at critical moments.

He sighed softly, but did not move. Instead, he looked at his fellow apprentices earnestly.

"Amitabha, fellow disciples, since fellow Taoists from Mount Mao are coming to the White Horse Temple, follow me to greet them!
No matter what, we can't let Maoshan think that we don't know etiquette, right?
Besides, the ancestor is still alive. Even if he has been in seclusion for many years, he is still a powerful golden elixir master. I believe Maoshan will not push him too far..."

After a few words, Master Qingzhi brought all his fellow disciples with him.

Are you kidding? He, the host, shouldn’t be the only one to suffer the humiliation, right?

Bringing a few fellow apprentices with you would at least help you withstand some of the bombardment and give yourself a break.

The group of white-browed old monks also looked a little unhappy, but the next second they saw their head brother's face turn cold, so they compromised.

"Amitabha, what Master Master said is absolutely right. We, the elders of the White Horse Temple, must not be impolite. Master Master, please!"

After one of them spoke, Host Qingzhi's expression relaxed a lot, and he smiled again, leading the way towards Shi Jian and others.

Outside the palace, the group of young monks from the White Horse Temple who were surrounding Shi Jian and the others did not dare to be careless, let alone make any rash moves.

The other party was flying here on a sword, and the sword was still suspended in the air. Even a fool could tell that he was definitely not an ordinary person. Their elders were not here to preside over the meeting, so they were allowed to intercept him?
Oh, no monk is a good person...

The Great Elder was speechless at the moment. He himself was so harsh and sharp, but the other party could not help but not speak out. It was really amazing. They were worthy of being the orthodox Buddhist sect. Their Qi-cultivation skills could not be said to be strong, but they were as immovable as the shells of thousand-year-old turtles.

"Second Brother, are these bald donkeys afraid to come out?"

Elder Wu was in high spirits at the moment, and he couldn't wait to start his own operation as soon as he saw the other party, so that the art of language could be sublimated...

In response, the Great Elder shook his head.

Just now when he released his spiritual sense to investigate, the other party's group of foundation-building bald monks were all in the main hall. But after a few minutes, there was no sign of them. He didn't know what these bald monks were up to.

"Junior Brother Wu, don't worry, the other party will definitely come out."

As he spoke, the great elder pointed his finger at the Great Hall. At that moment, Abbot Qingzhi came out cautiously with a group of white-browed old monks...

"Hey!

It's coming!"

The Great Elder's tone became slightly higher, and he was no longer standing on the flying sword. He took a step forward, shortened the distance, and came in front of Master Qingzhi and others.

"Hahaha, Taoist Qingzhi, I never thought that you and I would meet one day. I thought that Taoist Qingzhi would stay in the White Horse Temple for the rest of his life and ignore the secular world until his lamps and oil run out!
Tsk tsk tsk, but that may not be the case. After all, I am here with the Master to visit you today, so I am able to see you, fellow Taoist.

You never know..."

The Great Elder was so cold and sarcastic that he didn't even care about the delicate relationship between the two parties.

Shi Jian stood silently on the flying sword and watched all this. Without waiting for the Great Elder to continue speaking, the other five elders on the flying swords flew to the side of the Great Elder one after another.

"Hahaha, Taoist Qinghui, fifty years ago, you and I were so close at first sight. I never thought that time would pass so quickly. Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Taoist you are now gray-haired. I'm afraid your death is not far away...

Hey!
It is really sad to say that you have never seen the prosperity of the world and have turned into dust. What a pity!"

Elder Wu pointed his sword directly at an old monk with white eyebrows standing behind Abbot Qingzhi. He had a feud with this monk Qinghui in the past and the two had even had a big fight.

In the end, it was Qingzhi who mediated and the fight did not continue.

After fifty years, Elder Wu still didn't give in and kept speaking harsh words.

Upon hearing this, Monk Qinghui's face immediately turned pale and gloomy, but unfortunately their White Horse Temple was weak today and they could not just turn hostile.

I just managed to calm down, but unexpectedly Elder Wu started verbally attacking me again!
“Thinking back to the past, you and I both had just begun to achieve the foundation-building stage. At that time, we were really young and frivolous. I was determined to wipe out all the demons in the world and bring benefits to the people of the world.

And you, fellow Taoist, were not willing to be outdone, and made a vow to save all sentient beings. It's a pity that fifty years have passed, and you seem to have forgotten your former ambitions.

He has not come down the mountain for fifty years. Could it be that he is praying for blessings for sentient beings?"

Elder Wu pretended to be heartbroken and shook his head.

Then continue outputting!

“Fellow Daoist Qinghui, you don’t know that I followed my Maoshan Master Zhenjun to the capital a while ago.

The Qing imperial family turned into countless zombies. I used many tricks to kill dozens of flying zombies, and the number of jumping zombies was even more difficult to count...

If you were here at that time, it would be great. It would allow you to fulfill your ambitions!"

Elder Wu kept talking without stopping, not caring at all that Monk Qinghui's face was extremely pale at the moment, and his expression became extremely gloomy and embarrassed.

But he couldn't find any words to fight back against Elder Wu, and could only silently endure the pain, his body swaying constantly...

Shi Jian still did not disturb the elders' interest. Instead, he watched a show with a hint of teasing on his face!
Seeing that the other party was speechless, Elder Wu felt a little unsatisfied. Just as he was about to add something, the Third Elder spoke first.

"Fellow Taoist Qing Daoist, you and I haven't seen each other for fifty years!
My fellow Taoist once said that I would rather die than have you die, and I have cherished this memory for most of my life.

Back then, my Taoist friend was so familiar with my Taoist golden sentences, but I didn’t expect that he would not be able to be born again in the end. It is really a pity in life..."

The Third Elder's words were different from Elder Wu's, as he used to speak in a variety of ways. However, he went straight to the point and pointed out directly that the other party was a shameless person!
This made Monk Qingtong look even uglier than Monk Qinghui.

Seeing that his fellow apprentices behind him were being criticized to pieces by the other party, Qingzhi felt relieved. Compared with his fellow apprentices, he really didn't lose face...

“Ahem, fellow Taoists, I haven’t seen you for decades, but you seem a little more enthusiastic.

I wonder who is Master Shi Jian?"

After thinking about it and feeling the chrysanthemum-colored faces of his fellow disciples, host Qingzhi realized it was time to change the subject.

Otherwise, his fellow disciples would lose their skills and would not be able to hold it in any longer.

When Shi Jian was mentioned, the Great Elder stopped being embarrassed and instead looked towards Shi Jian with a respectful gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Qingzhi, this is our Maoshan Sect Master!"

(End of this chapter)