Li Tianzun seemed to have seen something, but he didn't see anything.

He just calmly said to Juean: "If you want to kill, I will protect you. As for what you said, Shaolin is rewarded, you Shaolin really has nothing that I like... Otherwise, how many days will you lend me the relics left after your death?"

Jiewang is the respected ancestor of Shaolin. The relics left behind after his death are Shaolin’s treasures.

But Li Tianzun wanted to take away the treasures of Shaolin and play with them for a few days.

In this case, any monk would have to hold a Zen stick and fight Li Tianzun to death after hearing this.

But Jue'an's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay!"

This good word surprised Li Tianzun.

After the accident, Li Tianzun smiled and said, "Even the relics of Jiewang are willing to take them out. Are you afraid of arousing the anger of the Buddhist public?"

Jue'an said: "I just want you to leave. I will naturally solve other things. The name of Li Tianzun's sword immortal should not go back on his word?"

Li Tianzun was happy and smiled and said, "Of course not. Since I promised you, I will definitely do what I say."

Juean breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could even spit out this tone, Li Tianzun said again: "Give me the relics of Jingwang, and I'll leave immediately."

Jue'an's halfway breathing of air stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down, almost making him so angry that he broke his defense.

"The relics of the ancestor are Shaolin treasures. How could such treasures be handed over to one person? They are being placed on the top floor of the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. Even if I have the ability to be in heaven, I cannot take them out at this time. I always have to go to the Sutra Pavilion to get them for you."

Li Tianzun sneered: "Then you just can't take it out? What are you talking about with me if you can't take it out?"

After saying that, Li Tianzun bowed his head and said to the little girl holding in his hand: "Prajna, see clearly. In the future, we must be honest and open. We must not imitate the old bald donkey and openly. We can't just come to the old bald donkey. We open our mouths."

A girl who had just been given a new name called Prajna nodded vigorously, indicating that she had remembered it.

This situation is even more humiliating than just slapping Jue'an's face.

Li Chen smiled and felt that Li Tianzun was quite interested in his temper.

Juean also realized that Li Tianzun could never let him do it. After weighing the pros and cons, he suddenly put his hands together and bowed to Li Tianzun, saying, "Since Li Tianzun wants to protect this person, I will leave."

After saying that, Jueyan took a step forward and the person had disappeared from the spot.

Just left.

Li Chen stared at the position where Jue'an was standing before he disappeared. At this time, there was no one there, but Li Chen knew that Jue'an, the old monk, would definitely not let him go. He knew very well that once he returned to Beijing, he would definitely take revenge on what happened today.

Even if he can't catch his shore, the Buddhist sect in the world cannot escape.

So Jue'an will take action, either today or tomorrow.

He was sure that Li Tianzun could not protect himself all the time.

This casts a shadow on Li Chen's heart.

Even if it was him, it would be difficult to be targeted by a master from the land fairyland.

Li Tianzun's voice came, interrupting Li Chen's thoughts.

"Should I call you a friend, or a call you Your Highness?"

Li Chen looked up and looked at Li Tianzun who appeared in front of him at some time, and smiled and said, "I am just a child of a noble family who is traveling. In front of the sword immortal, I have become clichés."
Chapter completed!