Chapter 155 Return
The white snow falls on the high gray walls.

The incense in the bronze cauldron burned to the end, and green smoke was still floating out.

Next to the Taoist temple, Taoists, monks, and scholars were whispering to each other, showing all kinds of expressions.

Buddhist Wu Zhai ignored Zhang Li and pinched his rosary beads, saying to Chen Ji softly, "Donor, you have a prejudice against Buddhism. Perhaps if you learn more about it, you will let go of your grudges."

Chen Ji sat cross-legged on the cushion: "I appreciate your kindness, but my six senses are not pure, so I cannot enter the Buddhist door."

The scholars looked intently into the dojo, their eyes fixed on Chen Ji.

This young man has already violated the taboo of Buddhism by stating that Buddhism is not equal to Buddhist studies. Now, he has rejected Buddhism so straightforwardly, showing that he is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.

At this moment, Chen Ji heard a voice in his heart saying gently: "Donor, we Buddhists always treat people with sincerity. You just need to convert to Buddhism and become a lay Buddhist. I will definitely reward you generously."

Chen Ji was slightly startled. He did not see Wu Zhai's mouth move, but Wu Zhai's voice clearly reached him.

He looked at Wu Zhai steadily, but Wu Zhai smiled at him, turned his right hand outward and downward, twisted his middle finger with his thumb, and made the mudra of giving thanks.

Is this... a way to be an official? He can actually transmit his voice directly into other people's hearts.

Chen Ji thought: The so-called lay Buddhist is a secular disciple who has converted to Buddhism. As long as he becomes a Buddhist lay Buddhist, then this debate will not be a victory of the Taoist temple over Buddhism, but a victory of Buddhism’s own people over their own people, thus saving face.

However, after thinking for a long time, Chen Ji turned to look at the little Taoist priest beside the huge bell and said, "Ring the bell."

Wu Zhai gradually put away his smile and asked, "Donor, do you really not want to join my Buddhist sect?"

Chen Ji sat on the futon and brushed off the snow on his shoulders: "Buddhist son. We came here in the snow, bringing a seriously ill girl to seek help. When we entered the door, the young monk said that we had no token and no invitation, so we were not allowed to enter."

He glanced at Bai Li and continued, "That girl caught a cold and had a fever for a whole day and night. She couldn't even lift her eyelids. If it weren't for Senior Brother Zhang Li's help, I'm afraid her life would have been in danger. Although she is standing there well now, I feel scared when I think of another outcome. If the Buddha can't even save my friend, then I can't enter."

Chen Ji said calmly: "Ring the bell."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew into Luhun Mountain Villa from nowhere, blowing away half of the snow in the dojo. In an instant, the snow disappeared when Chen Ji sat down, revealing the original black Yin fish on the ground around him.

Zhang Li had originally sat down and was watching the fun with a smile on his face, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly stood up. After a moment, he relaxed his mind and smiled at Bai Li not far away: "So, he was venting his anger for you."

Bai Li looked at Chen Ji's silhouette in the dojo.

The next moment, Zhang Li looked at the young Taoist priest beside the huge bell and cursed, "Are all the people in the Taoist temple of Laojun Mountain fools? What are you waiting for? Ring the bell!"

"Oh oh," the young Taoist priest pushed away the young monk beside him, pulled up the striker wood, and then pushed it hard to hit the target!

Boom!
The bells rang loudly, and the Buddhist did not fast, so he was judged as a loser!
The young Taoist priests at the Laojun Mountain Taoist Temple were all smiling happily, although there was still one person from the Buddhist sect who had not yet come on stage, but they knew that Wu Zhai could not answer this question, and neither could the monk behind him.

Finally I don’t have to be a monk anymore!
The young Taoist looked at Zhang Li and said, "Brother, is this young man really a registered disciple of Huangshan Dao Court? When you debate with the Buddhist sect next time, you must invite him along."

Zhang Li patted the back of the young Taoist priest's head and said, "This time I lost two Purple Void Yuandan to let him participate in the debate. You, the Taoist Temple of Laojun Mountain, have to pay for one... No, you have to pay for both."

"Ah?" The young Taoist's eyes widened: "We can't make the decision on this matter. The Purple Void Yuandan is extremely precious."

Zhang Li said unhappily, "They are all external things. Can you still take the elixir underground?"

The young Taoist thought for a moment and said, "Wouldn't that mean that every time we debate scriptures in the future, we will lose two Purple Void Yuandan?"

Zhang Li lowered his voice and said, "Are you stupid? When you debate with the monk next time, just bring up this question directly. There's no need for that young man to do it himself! The Buddhist sect used "Laozi's Nonsense" to suppress us for three hundred years. Now we can use this question to suppress them for three hundred years!"

The little Taoist's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

……

……

Wu Zhai sat on the futon, smiling again, as if the past was over: "Donor, if it were you, how would you answer this question, is the Pudu Ship still the Pudu Ship?"

Chen Ji shook his head: "I can't answer that either."

Wu Zhai wondered, “Why?”

Chen Ji thought for a moment and said, "I don't care whether it is a ship of salvation or not, as long as it can reach the other shore."

Wuzhai was silent for a long time.

After a moment, he changed the subject: "Donor, we still have one more person on our side. Could we ask another question and you answer it to decide the final winner?"

Chen Ji shook his head: "Since you can't answer my question, this debate is over. We are just passers-by, and it's time for us to leave now."

Zhang Li exclaimed: "That's a good rejection. Wu Zhai must have prepared a very difficult question to win back the game, but the young man didn't give him the chance. Wu Zhai's fist hit cotton, it must be very uncomfortable."

At this time, Chen Ji had stood up from the futon and called on the prince, Bai Li and Zhang Xia to leave.

Zhang Li pulled him and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Stay and have a drink. There are a lot of good wines in the wine cellar of Luhun Villa."

The prince's eyes lit up, but he heard Chen Ji refuse: "No more drinking, there are still many people who are concerned about our safety, we must go back as soon as possible to report our safety."

He whispered to the prince, "This is a troubled place. Those monks are not easy to deal with. Let's leave now."

The prince said "oh" and immediately stopped wanting to linger.

Several people walked out of Luhun Villa, but saw gray-robed monks standing up and quietly blocking their way.

Chen Ji frowned: "What are you doing? You didn't let people in before, and now you don't let people leave?"

Wu Zhai took a step forward slowly, holding a rosary in his hand, and clasped his hands together: "I see that you are very talented. It has been a long time since I have been able to debate with someone like you. I am eager to debate with you again."

Chen Ji asked back, "If you don't argue, you can't leave?"

Wu Zhai smiled but didn't answer. Zhang Li raised his eyebrows and led a group of young Taoist priests to rush forward, surrounding Chen Ji and others. "This is the foot of the Taoist Temple of Laojun Mountain. Is this also the place where you are so presumptuous? Get out!"

Wu Zhai continued to smile without answering, as if he did not take Zhang Li and the others seriously.

Chen Ji reached out to grasp the hilt of the whale knife held by the prince. Zhang Li narrowed his eyes slightly, pinched the Three Mountains Technique with his right hand, and his Taoist robe moved without wind.

The scholars stepped back, fearing that the blood would splatter on themselves.

Tensions.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

In the 'One Line Sky Canyon' leading to the outside of Luhun Villa, the sound of crisp iron hooves suddenly rang out.

The sound of the iron hooves was firm and murderous, and each step was neither fast nor slow, as if the king himself had arrived.

The monks turned their heads and saw a group of cavalrymen passing through the grey-walled 'canyon'. In the lead was a man riding a tall warhorse, wearing bright cast iron armor and a dragon-patterned helmet. A long white feather shot up into the sky from the helmet.

The person behind him rode a horse, holding high a reddish-brown royal flag with the word "Jing" embroidered on it.

Behind the king's flag was a dense crowd of cavalrymen, three in a row, holding lances that gleamed coldly, marching neatly and in parallel in the canyon.

"It's Prince Jing!"

"It's the Qiansui Army!"

Only then did Chen Ji see clearly that the person in front was Prince Jing!

Prince Jing held the reins in his hand and rode his horse in front of the crowd, his armor rustling.

He looked down at the monks and Taoists from a high position, with an imposing manner without even getting angry. Zhang Li was surprised. Was this still the usually amiable Prince Jing?
Prince Jing asked calmly, "Why don't you bow when you see the king?"

There was divine power in the voice, and it made people bend their knees involuntarily as if it contained the law of heaven.

The scholars and literati knelt down first, then the monks came to their senses and knelt down one after another. Finally, the young Taoist priests could not bear the pressure and knelt down. Only Zhang Li stood proudly and bowed with his hands clasped.

Prince Jing looked at him and asked, "Why don't you bow?"

Zhang Li smiled and said, "If you haven't done anything wrong, you don't need to bow."

"You!" Wu Zhai knelt on the ground and suddenly turned around to look at him, glaring at him.

Prince Jing did not argue with Zhang Li. He got up, pushed through the crowd and came to Bai Li, saying with concern: "I heard that you might be here, and I also heard that you were seriously ill..."

Chen Ji knew that it must be that when Golden Pig and Pegasus were returning to the city, they happened to run into Qiansui’s army and pointed out the direction for Prince Jing.

Bai Li explained in a low voice: "Dad, Chen Ji saved us from the assassins. He just exchanged two Purple Void Yuan Dan with Taoist Zhang Li from Huangshan Taoist Court and cured me."

The scholars and literati knelt on the ground and looked at each other. They had no idea what had happened outside the gate of Luhun Villa. They only knew that someone had won a game against the Buddhists outside the gate.

Only then did they realize that these were the Prince and Princess of Prince Jing's Mansion, and they had fled here after being assassinated!
Prince Jing looked at the monk and asked in a dull voice, "Why did you block my way just now?"

Wu Zhai stood up, put his hands together and explained, "The young man next to the princess just defeated me in a debate. I am eager to debate with him again."

Among the cavalry, one of them rode forward and said, "Don't embarrass my student. Just debate with me."

The scholars suddenly became excited: "Mr. Wang! We were wondering why you hadn't come yet. It turns out you were with Prince Jing!"

"So this young man is your direct disciple, no wonder he was able to win!"

Wu Zhai looked up in surprise, only to see Wang Daosheng sitting on a horse, also wearing armor.

He lowered his head quickly and said, "I dare not."

Mr. Wang said calmly, "If you don't dare, just get out of the way."

Wu Zhai hesitated for a few breaths, but finally stepped aside and made way.

Prince Jing pulled his warhorse in front of Chen Ji by the reins and said, "You saved my son and my daughter, which is a great favor. Get on the horse, I will take you home."

Chen Ji looked at Prince Jing, then looked at the warhorse standing quietly beside him. Prince Jing was leading the horse for him?

He thought for a moment, turned around, pulled Baili over, and helped her onto the warhorse.

Chen Ji took the reins from Prince Jing again and led the warhorse out of Luhun Villa. Prince Jing's originally serious expression finally relaxed a little.

Zhang Li looked at his back and suddenly said loudly: "Come visit me at Huangshan when you have time!"

Chen Ji paused, and then he remembered the incident at Xuanyuan Cave Mansion, and immediately waved his hand and replied, "Sure!"

He walked in front holding the reins, and Bai Li sat on the warhorse and watched quietly. The two of them walked one after the other through the long and dark canyon, and when they came out of the door, it was bright.

Outside Luhun Villa, a large mass of thousand-year-old soldiers stood solemnly, with red tassels on their heads fluttering in the wind, like an endless mountain range.

Chen Ji took the warhorse given by Mr. Feng from the trembling little monk and climbed on it.

He held the reins of Baili's warhorse, gently squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and took the lead in passing through the Qiansui Army's formation and riding back.

"go home."

(End of this chapter)