Chapter 398: Chapter 230: Night Infiltration at Guang’an Temple (Part 2) Took a few steps, and then remembered, Buddha’s Son was still there.
Turned back to look, only to find that their Buddha’s Son was also looking at them, with an expression full of [You’re just leaving like this, ignoring me?] shock.
They quickly went over to help Ling Xin up and walked together.
Ling Xin thought to himself that as a disciple of the Vajra Sect and the current Buddha’s Son, even if he were to leave, he couldn’t leave in such an embarrassing manner.
He wanted to say something to Chu Qing...
But before he could speak, Chu Qing uttered: "Leave."
With a loud crash, three shadows flew straight out of the tea house.
Nobody knew exactly how Chu Qing acted, how he could make words and laws follow his command?
When he told them to kneel, they knelt; when he told them to sit, they sat; when he told them to leave... these three monks, fearing they hadn’t rolled enough, spun on the ground like cartwheels for seven or eight spins after flying out, only then did they come to rest with a thud, lying on the ground.
When they got up, the three monks assisted each other. They looked back at the tea house with both fear and trepidation in their eyes.
Only then did they struggle to leave...
"Pity, they’re not ascetic monks, huh."
Chu Qing curled his lips:
"Otherwise, such a tempering would be greatly beneficial for them."
This technique, Vajra Zen Lion’s Roar, is useless against people like Prince Xue...
But against these people, it works wonders.
Wuchen’s lips moved slightly, intending to remind Chu Qing that the ascetic monks are probably somewhat different than he knows.
After all, the purpose of asceticism is to refine the heart with heaven and earth, to temper the genuine pursuit of Buddha with harsh environments.
It’s not to suffer humiliation for no reason here.
There isn’t a Humiliation Divine Skill under the sky, so such humiliation doesn’t benefit them.
But after a brief hesitation, these words remained unspoken.
After all, it’s not an important matter...
Chu Qing then waved his hand:
"Let’s go."
Gentle appeared a bit displeased:
"Pity, I just heard about how you broke the Life and Death Chess Array, and wanted to continue listening."
"What’s after that may not happen."
Chu Qing smiled:
"We’ll listen again when there’s a chance in the future."
"They’re now calling you Mad Saber Young Master, and some others call you Celestial Saber Young Master. Which do you prefer?"
"Both are fine, none sound particularly bad."
Gentle nodded:
"I think so too."
The two chatted casually for a couple of sentences, only then did Chu Qing look at Wuchen:
"Guang’an Temple is in Guang’an City, and your Zen Master Hui Ji also indeed presides over Guang’an Temple.
"I’ve heard there’s a Dharma assembly these days, when do you plan to look for your Zen Master?"
"Tonight?"
"Alright."
Chu Qing nodded:
"I’ll go with you."
"I... I, me!"
Gentle raised her hand, indicating that she wanted to go too.
Chu Qing glanced at her twice, nodded silently:
"Then we’ll all go."
Wuchen’s face showed a hint of difficulty, after all, it was his personal affair and involved sect secrets, really not suitable for Chu Qing and the outsider Gentle to hear.
Yet he figured Chu Qing wouldn’t pay attention to his suggestion, and even if he refused, he’d be ridiculed...
So after a brief consideration, he kept his mouth shut.
That day during daylight, Chu Qing and his group strolled around Guang’an City, unable to find any trace of Prince Xue.
Gentle’s nosebleed incident also made Chu Qing a bit uneasy.
Although she found an excuse, Chu Qing didn’t really believe it.