Chapter 101 "Descending the Dragon"

"Is it you?"
Huang Hu's face looked extremely ugly.
After all, he had been embarrassed and fled under Xu Hao's control last night, and now the enemy appeared in front of him again.
From Huang Hu's reaction, Bai Hu could tell that the person in front of them was Xu Hao, the guarding minister of the Fruits of Heaven Department, and his gaze couldn't help but sharpen.
He actually did not expect that the Fengxian Department in Luozhou would have such power!
In fact, it is also to blame Hou Jing and Yuan Zhijing's concealment, whether intentional or unintentional, the strength and background of Xu Hao are not known to anyone.
Just like when Hou Jing forcefully broke into the Ministry of Divine Affairs previously, he didn't even know that Xu Hao had such a strong team, and ended up making a fool of himself.
Huang Hu also suffered from this loss, similarly making a fool of himself.
Tonight, outside the Baoping Temple, it was also the first time that Xu Hao pulled out all the members of the Fuxian Department, exposing them to the eyes of all the influential members.
Before this, besides Hou Jing and Yuan Zhijing, as well as the two commanders who ate losses but remained silent, no one outside knew the details of the Fuxian Department.
The gaze of the White Tiger glanced over Xu Hao's disciples and subordinates behind him, and also swept over the more than two hundred black guards who remained silent like zombies.
As the saying goes, "Many ants can kill an elephant"... Even though these black guards have only been cultivating for three to four hundred years, they are after all the bodies of demons and have been refined into emotionless puppets. If they were to really go all out, the White Tiger would also suffer.
Not to mention Zhang Shenjie, Fang Baiyu, and others, all of them have nearly a thousand years of cultivation.
"Why should you all from the Department of Divine Servants come to question the actions of the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace!"
Baihu stood up with an imposing manner and said resolutely.
He is one of the strongest followers under the prince's command, having already cultivated for over two thousand years and ascending to three thousand years. However, he has yet to attain the status of "immortal of longevity".
Xu Hao, on the other hand, was equally unfazed and replied with a smile:
"In the world of Great Tang, all matters involving strangeness and mystery, all matters related to immortals, buddhas, demons and monsters, and all disputes involving practitioners are entrusted to the Bureau of Immortality for disposal."
"The case of desecrating the Buddha's altar in Luozhou falls under the jurisdiction of our Bureau of Immortals."
As he spoke, his gaze bypassed the White Tiger and glanced at the restless Prefect Zhang Liang and the two Commanders-in-Chief. He then calmly said,
"The city defense officials of Luozhou came to disturb the ancient temple of a hundred years, and even crossed the line by searching for the legendary rooster. Aren't they exercising too much authority and extending their power too far?"
"Zhang Liang and the two generals, being mere mortals, have long known about the existence of these divine beings in human form. Therefore, faced with Xu Hao's aggressive remarks, coupled with the intentional intimidation from the Bureau of Divine Worship, they suddenly found themselves speechless and embarrassed."
This kind of frustration, both Governors have experienced it earlier in the Court of Imperial Sacrifices and have been injured both physically and mentally. At this moment, I can no longer bear it and immediately express:
"Since it's like this, then let it be dealt with by the Court of Imperial Sacrifices and the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace. We city guards are only here to prevent any disturbance from the people..."
话都未说得完整，两个都督拉起刺史张亮，立刻头也不回，领着大队官兵仓促而去。
In a blink of an eye, outside the Bao Ping Temple, only the core members of the Fenshen Division remained, as well as the White Tiger and Yellow Tiger, facing each other with wide-eyed stares.
Huang Hu, serving as the leading seal official in the Eastern Mansion, felt humiliated like never before. He instantly forgot the embarrassment of the previous night and glared fiercely at Xu Hao, asking in a deep voice:
"Kid! Are you really going against the Crown Prince?"
Xu Hao looked around at the empty scene and couldn't help but laugh:
"With this question, do you represent the Crown Prince of the Great Tang or represent the Heavenly Palace of the Daoist Gate?"
Xu Hao's meaning is very clear. If he represents the Crown Prince of Tang Dynasty, then official matters should be handled objectively. If he represents the Daoist sect, then Huang Hu will not be allowed to provoke.
Huang Hu sneered and was about to make a move when Bai Hu from the side shouted:
"Did you forget about the Emperor's instructions?"
Huang Hu's body trembled, suppressing his anger as he took a step back, still staring at Xu Hao as if he was his mortal enemy.
"Kid, you're quite clever!" Bai Hu narrowed his eyes, staring at Xu Hao and slowly said, "Since you know that the Crown Prince is the Emperor Gong Chen, you should also know that this is not something you can interfere with!"
徐昊仍是带着笑意：“我这人是个实心眼，什么道佛之争不懂，什么宝瓶寺藏宝也不懂。但是，洛州即将举行延寿庆典，在此期间，奉仙司全权处置，乃是我的职责所在！”
Bai Hu didn't expect Xu Hao to be so tough, giving no room for compromise.
His face turned dark, and he turned to look at Master Fa Cheng, saying in a deep voice:
"As the ones responsible for the tiger seals, Huang Hu and I must enter the temple and have a look. If we find the miraculous rooster, we will naturally hand it over to the Ministry of Immortals. If we don't find the miraculous rooster, we will withdraw and have nothing more to say."
Huang Huo's face changed, and he didn't expect at all that Bai Hu would actually speak in a conciliatory tone.
Xu Hao also noticed that Bai Hu was indeed speaking softly, and couldn't help but admire in his heart: This Bai Hu, although appearing fierce, is actually someone who can yield and adapt!
This statement directly confronts Baoping Temple by removing the conflict with the Fengxian Division.
Whether to enter Baoping Temple or not, it's not up to Xu Hao to decide, but it's up to Abbot Fazheng to decide. He passed the ball to Abbot Fazheng.
法澄方丈脸色平静，合掌道：“老衲但凭奉仙司处置。如若徐司卿愿意，老衲也无话说。”
瞬间，又把皮球踢给徐昊。
Huang Hu couldn't help but shout loudly: "Elder Monk, we are not entering the temple as officials, but as attendants of the Crown Prince. Are you going to allow us??"
Bai Hu also glanced at Xu Hao and said calmly:
"You, the Bureau of Divine Affairs, are in charge of the case of the impurities on the Buddha's altar, let's not talk about that for now. If I and Huang Hu enter the temple, do you also want to oversee?"
Xu Hao frowned immediately.
Now, either I go to the front of the temple and take on the role of the gatekeeper of Baoping Temple, not allowing anyone in.
However, doing this is completely unrelated to the official business of the Immortal Department but rather Xu Hao's personal grudge.
When Xu Hao arrived, he was well prepared to make a big fuss about Shen Xiu. But unexpectedly, Abbot Fa Cheng backed down and didn't take any action. Bai Hu also softened and skipped the Immortal Department. Shen Xiu didn't show up either, and the gates of the Treasure Bottle Temple were wide open...
Everything, as long as Xu Hao is willing ... just this sentence is enough...
Xu Hao pondered, since he had already torn his face with Huang Hu and almost smashed his brain, there was no need to continue quibbling over words. If he wanted to be tough, he would be tough to the end.
At this moment, Xu Hao looked up at Baihu and calmly said:
"I don't care about entering the temple..."
Baihu's eyes lit up, finally getting rid of this troublesome kid.
But Xu Hao continued, "
"Entering the temple can be ignored, but Huang Hu's previous attempt to kill me was a personal grudge! So I still have to handle what you guys are going to do!"
Speaking, he stepped forward and stood in front of the temple gate.
Whizz~~
All the subordinates of the Fengxian Division marched forward and stood beside Xu Hao.
The eyes of the White Tiger turned red instantly, filled with killing intent, and said word by word:
"Kid, don't think that because you can block Huang Hu's attack, you think you can block mine! In terms of cultivation level, you are not good enough to face me!"
"Oh?" Xu Hao smiled, "I want to give it a try."
Bai Hu couldn't help but say coldly, "Alright, let's see who has deeper cultivation, you or my Gou Chen Twin Tigers!"
As soon as these words came out, it completely tore their faces apart and immediately turned into a fierce battle.
Suddenly.
A lazy and giggling voice came over:
"I'm a little late, hold on, hold on. Fighting also counts as my share! Wait a moment, don't be anxious!"
This sudden sound immediately broke the tense atmosphere of imminent battle.
Everyone turned their eyes in an instant.
They saw a lean figure rushing over in a panic.
This person is not tall, shrugging their shoulders, and looking somewhat vulgar. There are already some stubble on the bald head that was shaved. With a thin face and long eyes, the appearance is slightly delicate, but with the stubble, it looks messy.
He is about twenty years old, wearing a gray monk robe, covered in oil stains. In his left hand, he holds a dirty and broken half-fan. In his right hand, he pinches a string of dirty Buddhist beads, and there is a piece of broken tile hanging from his waist.
This strange and eccentric figure, half-monk and half-layman, appeared before everyone in a seemingly flustered manner but quickly joined Xu Hao's side with a smiling face, clasping his hands together and reciting a Buddhist mantra.
"Hey, do you know Shi Xiu Shixiong well? Why haven't I seen you before?" This person curiously glanced at Xu Hao and casually asked, as if they were already acquainted.
Xu Hao looked at this person, although he couldn't tell from the voice, but the tone and manner seemed somewhat familiar, and immediately responded:
"How should I address this master?"
This person smiled casually, waving a half-broken fan in his hand and greeted with a single palm salute: "This humble monk is called 'Jiang Long', an ordained Buddhist name!"
徐昊还未回过神来，对面虎视眈眈的白虎和黄虎，双双脸色一滞，脱口道：
"Are you the Dragon Subduing Arhat?"
自称“降龙”的邋遢僧人，眯眼一笑，用扇子指着白虎道：
"Back when I was having drinks at Gong Chen Palace, you were still a young lad. Now, are you trying to flex your muscles and mess with our Buddhist temple?"
White Tiger's face immediately turned extremely ugly.
Although it is the time after the collapse of the heavens, when the three realms no longer exist and everyone is a secondary incarnation, there is no need to dwell on the past. Despite the high reputation of the Dragon-taming Arhat in the Buddhist realm, the White Tiger is not necessarily afraid of him.
But the White Tiger's eyes glanced over the broken fan in Long Long's hand, the belt around his waist, and the hanging broken tiles, causing a twitch in the corner of his eye.
Three main body items! Each one is a famous spiritual treasure of the Dragon-Slaying Arhat!
Although in terms of cultivation, the current Descending Dragon is roughly equivalent to the White Tiger, but it has been cultivating for more than two thousand years. And with its treasure in hand, it is not easy to provoke once a battle ensues.
As the White Tiger pondered over this, he glanced at Xu Hao and weighed the pros and cons of engaging in battle. He clenched his teeth and let out a muffled grunt.
"I'll come and visit again next time!" Baihu dragged Huanghu without hesitation, turned around and disappeared in an instant.
Xianglong smiled and waved his broken fan, shouting:
"Agreed on the time for next time! So that I won't forget to come again! Remember, huh..."
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