“What…what?!”

Fang Ying is dumbfounded.

After a while, he asked in a panic: "Why do they say that!"

"Of course it's because of my Tang Dynasty National Master!"

The scholar said excitedly: "As a master of the Taoist sect, Master Yuan Tian once passed on his word to the Taoist sect in the world. If he is not as good as the monk Bianji, he can report his name to Yiaiya."

"Master Yuan Tiangang...Yuan Tiangang?!"

Fang Ying was angry and gritted his teeth and said, "Does the national teacher have a grudge against Fang Yiai?"

"That's not the case, the national teacher once said that the prince-consort's love is chosen by God, and he is blessed with his fortune and fortune. How can he do what he can do?"

Fang Ying almost fell head-on.

The Buddhist teachings of Ji Ji are profound, and I can’t even recite the Diamond Sutra completely, so how can I argue with that guy?

It took a long time.

Fang Yingcai squeezed out a smile: "Well, I heard that Fang Yiai is indifferent to fame and fortune, and has never liked to compete with others for courage and ruthlessness. I have many experts in the Dao Sect in Chang'an. Isn't there Yun Feizi?"

"It seems that brother Tai is really not very concerned about current affairs." The scholar in Lanshan shook his head and said, "Yesterday, Yun Feizi had already had a duel with Bian Ji, but he lost the first question."

"So miserable?!"

Fang Ying suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and asked, "Where is the real person Wensu? She is a famous female crown in Chang'an City and is also very strong?"

"Minister Wensu is indeed profound in Taoism." The scholar in Lanshan looked heartbroken: "It's a pity that she was defeated by the debate machine at the first level of love... So, the hope of defending Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain was placed on Fang Yiai! ”

The gray-clothed scholar followed and said excitedly: "No! The hope of the entire Tang Dynasty Taoist Sect is placed on Fang Yiai!"

Thank you! You really believe me...

Fang Ying's body shook.

I thought to myself that it was over, Bian Ji was my rival in love, and I never forgot to cuckold me. This time I was caught by him, wouldn’t it humiliate me to death?

He murmured, "If you lose, won't you be unlucky."

"It's not just unlucky, it's simply terrible!"

The gray-clothed scholar's tone was unprecedentedly heavy: "Fang Yiai is the last hope of the Taoist sect. If he loses, many people will spread resentment on him. At that time, even the emperor will protect him."

Yuan Banxian'er! You cheating guy... Fang Ying complained in his heart, and said harshly with a gloomy face: "Since that's the case, why don't you find someone to be the monk Bianji?"

"No!"

Several scholars' faces changed drastically: "The monk Bianji is a master of enlightenment. The Buddhist sect is surrounded by his side with masters. Who can kill him?"

"Besides, something really happened to him. Thousands of Buddhists will definitely keep this account in our Taoist sect. If the dispute over Buddhism escalates, it will inevitably lead to bloody storms. In the end, the people of the Tang Dynasty will be unlucky."

Hearing words.

Fang Ying's face darkened.

He had planned to kill Hou Hailong before, and then was busy with the child trafficking case, and had no time to worry about the debate. He planned to make a free move to solve the other party after this period of time.

But unexpectedly, raising a tiger is a disaster.

In a short period of time, the Demon Monk of Bian Ji grew up so fast that he could not even use violence.

...

at the same time.

Tai Chi Palace.

Dragon Palace.

Emperor Li Shimin, wearing a dragon robe and carrying his hands on his back, stood at the entrance of the hall, with his starry eyes overlooking the rolling mountains in the sky.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about the debate meeting?"

Yuan Tiangang's figure slowly emerged from the darkness in the hall and stopped behind His Majesty Li Er.

"The national teacher, you are all good ideas."

Li Shimin looked back at him with a deep look: "You threw my son-in-law out, what are you paying attention to?"

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the emperor." Yuan Tiangang smiled, hugged Fu Chen, and said lightly: "If the debate machine wins the debate meeting, it will definitely promote it and embrace believers... The more they do, The greater the chance of showing your feet..."

Having said that.

The old Taoist priest looked at the direction of Zhongnan Mountain from afar, and his eyes were shining: "I want to see who the sect behind Bian Ji is!"

"So, the prince consort has no chance to win." Li Shimin sighed: "When he comes now, won't he become a scapegoat?"

"If I remember correctly, the national master gave him the identity of a bad man, Tianjixing, right? If you plot against the prince consort like this, aren't you afraid that he will demolish your Hundred Riding Division?"

"This...haha!"

Yuan Tiangang smiled dryly and said, "Therefore, God is about to give a great responsibility to man, he must first suffer his mind and mind, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body, and be empty in his body, and act and disturb his actions... I, This is also for his own good…”

"The national sage should tell the prince to go."

Li Shimin glanced at him lightly: "Taoism is my national religion of the Tang Dynasty, and dignity cannot be lost. No matter how the national teacher plans, he must not let Buddhism succeed and destroy the foundation of the Tang Dynasty."

"Yes, I have my own sense of responsibility."
Chapter completed!