Chapter 363

Following Master Fazhao's actions, Master Liaokong of the Jingnian Zen Monastery, and the Buddhist experts from Cihang Jingzhai, Baima Temple, and others, all shook their heads in disappointment.

"This is the story of the bowls of cold noodles! Truly... killing without seeing blood!"

"If Zhang Cuishan really tries to argue, he will have fallen right into their trap!"

"Even the ending from the original story... might very well happen!"

Li Zhangsheng's gaze was scorching as he watched the scene before him, his heart calm, his thoughts flying. He thought of the famous story of "how many bowls of cold noodles did Six eat."

To put it plainly, it was moral kidnapping!

"I have already said! This matter has nothing to do with my master..."

Seeing this, Zhang Cuishan's face flushed, suppressing his anger, and he explained coldly.

"Did you all not hear what this old Daoist just said?!"

"Since Cuishan does not want to speak, then there is no need to speak anymore!"

However, just then, Zhang Sanfeng spoke, his voice icy, anger swirling, intimidating the heroes.

He was already a hundred years old and had traveled the martial arts world, experiencing countless things, so he naturally saw the insidiousness in their words.

"Or is it that you all want to try this old Daoist's methods?!"

Zhang Sanfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze shifting, scanning the heroes in the great hall, especially Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin, Master Liaokong of the Jingnian Zen Monastery, and the other Buddhist experts.

What a Zhang Sanfeng!

He is actually this strong?!

Rumor has it that Zhang Sanfeng is a Cave Heaven Realm expert, but this kind of pressure is comparable to... Shattered Void, right?!

Could it be that this Zhang Sanfeng... hiss?!

Seemingly thinking of something, Master Fazhao, Master Liaokong, and the other Buddhist experts changed color, sensing the terrifying pressure Zhang Sanfeng was bringing upon them.

They could be certain that they must not let Zhang Sanfeng strike!

Otherwise, once Zhang Sanfeng struck, it would inevitably be earth-shattering!

"True Person Zhang! Wudang is a righteous sect, do you really want to... for Xie Xun..."

Just then, some martial artists spoke up.

These martial artists had a blood feud with Xie Xun; they wanted to know Xie Xun's whereabouts not for the Dragon-Slaying Saber, but simply for revenge!

"So what if it is a righteous sect?!"

"Stop trying to pressure me with the words 'righteous sect'!"

"The reason Wudang became a righteous sect is not because of anything else, but because my Wudang disciples have acted with chivalry and righteousness, fighting their way up from the martial arts world with sword and blade, fist and foot!"

"A mere Xie Xun is not enough to make my Wudang a demonic cult!"

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled, looked at those martial artists, and said calmly, "Besides, if you want to find Xie Xun for revenge, just go find Xie Xun! What does it have to do with my disciple?!"

"According to your logic, if my disciple knows Xie Xun's news, must he tell you?!"

"Then if the Jingnian Zen Monastery obtained the Imperial Jade Seal, must they hand it over?! Hand it over to the Emperor?!"

Changing the subject, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Master Liaokong of the Jingnian Zen Monastery.

"Amitabha! True Person Zhang! Be careful with your words!"

Master Liaokong's mouth twitched, his eyes jumped, his heart shaken, and he pressed his palms together, immediately speaking, "The Jingnian Zen Monastery has no Imperial Jade Seal! True Person Zhang, please do not speak nonsense!"

Once these words were spoken, those martial artists were stunned, speechless.

Indeed, they had no grudge against Zhang Cuishan, and even less of a grudge against the Wudang Sect; the only one they had a grudge against was the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun.

They couldn't just pressure Zhang Cuishan because he knew Xie Xun's whereabouts, could they?!

They were different from the martial artists who wanted to seize the Dragon-Slaying Saber; they just... wanted revenge!

"Heh!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled inexplicably and continued to look at those martial artists, "Also! This old Daoist will add one more thing: if you have the energy for this, you might as well cultivate more! Otherwise, even if you find Xie Xun, you won't be able to beat him!"

"When the time comes, you won't be able to get your revenge, and you will end up dead yourselves!"

Once these words were spoken, those martial artists who were single-mindedly bent on revenge could not help but be stunned once again; they opened their mouths, yet were unable to utter a single word.

They naturally knew that Zhang Sanfeng's words didn't sound like much, but they were golden advice.

"Not good!"

"Zhang Sanfeng's move of attacking while defending has separated those of us who want to seize the Dragon-Slaying Saber and find Xie Xun from the many martial artists who just want revenge!"

"As expected of Zhang Sanfeng! What a good method! What a good method!"

"Are we to return empty-handed this time?!"

Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin's gaze stirred, recalling Zhang Sanfeng's words, his heart sighing repeatedly.

Even he could at most do what Zhang Sanfeng was doing now; it was absolutely impossible to do better than Zhang Sanfeng.

In fact!

Things had reached this point, and Master Fazhao was already in a dilemma: either turn around and leave now, or fight Zhang Sanfeng!

If he could defeat Zhang Sanfeng, then... everything would be easy to talk about!

But this was absolutely the worst strategy, and Master Fazhao did not want to fight Zhang Sanfeng at all, because... there was not the slightest chance of winning.

Wait!

Perhaps...

Just then, Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin saw Li Zhangsheng, his heart stirred, and he spoke directly, "True Person Li! Regarding Xie Xun, what is your opinion?!" ===== CHAPTER 365 =====