The middle-aged swordsman suddenly felt the pressure coming. His disciples all knew that Li Qingcha's cultivation was definitely at the seventh level. It was even possible that he was at the sixth level as the storyteller had guessed. But that is just the conclusion drawn from data comparison. Because Li Qingcha was able to defeat the swordsman, his cultivation level was higher than the eighth rank. Simple arithmetic problem. Just now, only the middle-aged swordsman who had truly felt Li Qingcha's attack knew Li Qingcha's strength. It was a feeling of oppression that made it impossible for an eighth-rank warrior like him to muster up the will to resist. He cupped his hands. "I am Zhao from Xunzhou Jiange..." "No, no, I don't need to know your name. It would be bad if I knew it."
"..." The middle-aged swordsman was speechless. Li Qingcha smiled and sat down opposite him. "Xunzhou...If I remember correctly, the Golden Lotus Temple is in Xunzhou, right?" Everyone was stunned, Considering the conflict between Li Qingcha and Qingwei this morning, it is inevitable to think that she is trying to fabricate evidence against Jinlian Temple. The middle-aged swordsman is more cautious. "Master Li is not mistaken." "Hmm... Speaking of which, I heard from Fairy Yu and Taoist Master Lu of the Yizi Dao Sect that there is a genius in the Golden Lotus Temple who took nine golden lotus seeds without exploding. Is this true?" Li Qingcha's face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat. It was obviously me who was being asked, but I wasn't panicked at all. She laughed. "Don't get me wrong, I'm also a cultivator, so it's inevitable that I'm curious about masters of my generation." Everyone suddenly realized, Indeed, Li Qingcha had achieved a high level of accomplishment at such a young age, and could be called a "genius", and geniuses always attract each other. The middle-aged swordsman hesitated for a moment and said, "Lord Li, I don't know much either." Li Qingcha sat upright. "Tell me." "Some time ago, such news did come out from Jinlian Temple, but who exactly is that young master and how powerful he is, let alone outsiders, even we in Xunzhou have never seen him."
"Oh? She is holding a pipa and half covering her face..." This poem is not something that ordinary warriors can appreciate. The middle-aged swordsman was too embarrassed to respond. Li Qingcha asked again: "Is there any other news?" The middle-aged swordsman thought for a moment and said, "There is another strange thing. The Golden Lotus Temple has produced a young master. The temple master Xuan Qing has a good way of educating people, so his position should have been stable, but for some reason..." He paused for a few seconds, looking for the right words. "In short, the recent external activities of the Golden Lotus Temple are all mysterious and pure." Xuan Jing, the master's senior brother, tsk... That person should still be struggling at the fifth level. Li Qingcha's eyebrows twitched, but his expression did not change. "I understand. It seems that I will never be able to fight against the genius of Jinlian Temple in this lifetime." After saying that, he turned to look at Liu Tang. "Old Liu, the Three Sects Discussion is about to start this afternoon. I have to go to the scene to watch. I'll leave this to you... Um... By the way, the prisoner has a wound in his throat. Please have someone treat it." Liu Tang nodded and kicked Xiao Lang. "Why don't you thank Master Li?" Xiao Lang: “!@#￥%…” Li Qingcha waved his hand. "Old Liu, I heard he has a throat injury. Oh, never mind. Anyway, please take care of him and don't let him get more seriously injured in jail." Liu Tang promised, Li Qingcha asked the boss to pack some snacks and walked out of the restaurant. Watching her back, the Jiange Junior Sister's eyes were hazy. "This is a true young talent. He only wants to challenge the masters of his generation. If he can..." Xiao Lang: “!@#￥%…” "Moreover, he took the initiative to ask people to help his senior brother heal his injuries. He is an official who also serves the people." Xiao Lang: “!@#￥%…” "And the poem just now, 'Still holding the pipa, half covering her face', is really full of artistic conception and beautiful. Lord Li, oh... I... Lord Li..." Xiao Lang: “…”
I have the heart to want to die. Chapter 325 Number Five... Ahem... No Words Li Qingcha rushed to Liubukou Square. As soon as I arrived, I saw that there were a lot of people on the east side of the ring and fewer on the west side. It looked like a strip with one end swollen and the other collapsed. She walked forward. After two steps, Luo Weiyang jumped out. "You are finally back. Bu Yan from Daxiangguo Temple... Hey... What's in the food box you brought with you?" Li Qingcha: “…” She suspected Little Foodie had a food radar. "Pastry packed for lunch." Luo Weiyang grabbed the food box. "We often eat together, and I remember you don't have the habit of packing..." "Isn't that nonsense? Do I need to pack food when I eat with you?" "Hey~" The girl is acting cute. Li Qingcha glared at the other person. "Eat if you want." Luo Weiyang picked out a piece of honey-fried dough sticks from the food box and took a bite. Small tooth marks, neat cuts, She asked: "Didn't you have enough for lunch?" "I didn't eat it. Oh... don't mention it. I encountered some gangsters causing trouble in the restaurant, so I just dealt with them." "So you didn't eat..." Luo Weiyang looked at the fried dough twist in her hand, then passed it to Li Qingcha's lips. "Ah~" Li Qingcha opened his mouth subconsciously. (￣～￣)Chew! Then she reacted.
Isn’t this what Luo Weiyang just bit? A look of shock. Luo Weiyang smiled, "What's wrong? Are you frightened by my gentleness?" Li Qingcha shook his head. "No, I just didn't expect that I could snatch a half-eaten snack from such a foodie." "Hmph! Your kindness is taken for granted." Although Luo Weiyang said this, she still picked out another rice cake and stuffed it into Li Qingcha's mouth. "It's so delicious that you can't stop eating it!" The two of them made a fuss and pushed their way through the crowd. Bu Yan fulfilled his previous promise and brought over a dozen monks from Daxiangguo Temple. At this time, he had just finished telling a Buddhist story. "A~mi~tuo~fo~" Chant the Buddha's name in all directions. Li Qingcha waved, "Master Buyan, you really came..." When Bu Yan heard Li Qingcha's voice, his eyes lit up. "Mr. Li!" There was undisguised excitement in his tone. Emmm... This performance basically confirms that it is No. 5 in the chat group. He is a complete crazy fan. Li Qingcha shuddered and quickly got down to business. "Master Bu Yan, are you really here to debate?" No bowing, "As early as the time of the Buddha, Buddhism and Taoism had debates with the six non-Buddhist teachers. The Nalanda Monastery in the Western Regions established a series of traditions of debates on the Tripitaka of Sutras, Vinaya and Abhidharma." From what he said, the three sects of Taoism still discuss Taoism better than Buddhism. Li Qingcha sighed helplessly. "Today is the first day of the three sects' discussion. It is not appropriate for Buddhism to end now."
"I know. I came here today just to see how the three sects discuss the Dao. As the saying goes, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles.' Although I am a monk, I also have worldly desires." The Buddhist sects in the Western Regions were driven out of Daxia and gradually lost their influence. The money from incense offerings became less and less. Of course Li Qingcha understood Bu Yan's thoughts. Li Qingcha pondered for a moment. "When will the master prepare to challenge?" "This……"