From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1227

It was all just angry words.

Zhou Yuan knew very well that the old monk was just bluffing.

The outcome of this competition had been decided from the moment his Dharma Protectors attacked the silk workshop.

Guan Lu was well prepared, waiting for the opportunity to capture a large number of people, who were now on their way to be escorted.

Of course, the Black Mountain Sect also came, but they did not dare to take action. They did not dare to use the monks as bargaining chips to gamble with Guan Lu.

So when Zhou Yuan heard the old monk's words, he was not anxious, but smiled lightly: "Can't do it? Then wait a little longer."

He stood quietly on the steps and said slowly: "Your people should be here soon. I really hope you can give up on them in front of them."

The old monk's internal force surged, and he said coldly: "That also means that you will be surrounded. The Black Mountain Sect must bring a large number of people here."

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "Really? If you are well-informed, you should know that the Black Mountain Sect has my people."

"Their actions tonight are nothing more than a formality."

Hearing this, the old monk's face became even uglier.

His eyes changed, looking at Zhou Yuan, and then gave a few instructions to the monks around him.

So they waited like this, and the two sides confronted each other, and neither of them took action.

After about half an hour, there was a clamor outside.

"Lord! We are here!"

Accompanied by the voice, Guan Lu, Zhang Fei, Xiaoying, Chenxi, Mei Wen and others, together with seventy or eighty subordinates, strode over with more than thirty monks.

These monks were tied up tightly, their faces were strangely black, and their expressions were painful. They could only follow them honestly.

Seeing this scene, the Great Protector's eyes were bloodshot and he said sternly: "Let them go!"

Guan Lu ignored it and just said slowly: "Lord, some traps are difficult to control, so there are more than fifty people in the Guardian Group, and now there are only thirty-four left."

"The others were shot into sieves by flintlock rifles."

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "It's okay, our Great Protector doesn't care about that little family property."

The Great Protector roared: "Zhou Yuan! Let them go! Otherwise, the old monk will want you all to die here!"

While speaking, torches were lit outside, and teams of people rushed into the Jinding Temple.

More than two hundred followers of the Black Mountain Sect have come to kill.

The leader Hu Biao strode in and was overjoyed when he saw Zhou Yuan. He laughed loudly, "Zhou Yuan! You can't run away today!"

Zhou Yuan looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "I heard your name is Hu Biao? We meet again. How have you been these days?"

Hu Biao said, "Haha Zhou Yuan, are you still pretending to be deep when you are about to die? Do you think that more than 200 brothers of our Black Mountain Sect are just eating dry food?"

He waved his right hand, and half of the Black Mountain Sect members took off their bows and arrows and aimed at Zhou Yuan and others.

Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Brothers! Take out your weapons!"

So the seventy or eighty people of Shenque all took out their mother-and-child flintlock guns.

Zhang Fei said, "Just aim at the one who spoke just now. When I give the order later, you will kill him directly."

Being targeted by seventy or eighty guns, Hu Biao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He wanted to shrink behind the crowd, but he was afraid of affecting the morale of the army.

Only then did Zhou Yuan slowly walk down the steps.

He looked at the Dharma Protector and said calmly: "Monk, you lost the first competition, you lost from the very beginning..."

"If you lose, you lose, why not admit it? Do you have to die here and ruin your Tantric Buddhism? That would be a relief?"

"If I remember correctly, on the plateau, besides your Tantric Buddhism, there is also the Exoteric Buddhism, right?"

"If your foundation is empty, people will cause trouble for you."

The Dharma Protector gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said nothing.

Zhou Yuan continued: "It's true that the Black Mountain Sect is an ally of yours, but... on what basis is your alliance built? Do you need me to remind you?"

"It's fake, vain, and nothing in front of interests."

"Do you believe this Hu Biao, and now he is eager for you to kill me?"

"So that he can reap the benefits."

The old monk's face kept changing, looking at the hundreds of archers, and then looking at his guardian, his heart was tangled.

Zhou Yuan said: "As long as the green mountains are there, there will be no shortage of firewood. This time you admit defeat, save the people first, and fight next time."

"In two days, we will hold a Dharma meeting at Jinwu Pavilion, and I will let you speak freely."

The old monk sneered: "It is obvious that you are surrounded by us, but you speak so beautifully, as if you are thinking about me everywhere. Zhou Yuan, you are really good at talking."

Zhou Yuan said: "Well, I won't talk to you first, I will talk to Hu Biao. "

He looked at Hu Biao and shouted: "Stinky boy, do you know what seventy or eighty flintlocks mean? I tell you, they can stop the charge of three hundred cavalrymen!"

"With only two hundred of you and one hundred bows, you will be killed in twenty breaths at most!"

In fact, Zhou Yuan knew very well that the flintlocks now did not have such a great influence, because the two sides were close, and the bows and arrows on the opposite side could also produce good lethality. When changing the muskets, the opponent was able to counterattack.

And the key is that Hu Biao could not understand these specific information.

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "Back in Sayinshand, I relied on two thousand flintlocks to kill the Mongolian army and the Khoshut tribe. Otherwise, there would be no chance for you to rise in Yarkand."

"Now you are very brave, bringing these people here to die."

Hu Biao said disdainfully: "Stop bluffing! As long as the Great Protector takes action to catch you! Your people have to obey you!"

"Great Protector, don't hesitate, as long as you catch Zhou Yuan, the others will be easy to deal with."

"You have great skills, you can catch him in a dozen breaths at most, we can afford the price."

The Great Protector closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help laughing.

Hu Biao was anxious and stamped his feet and said, "Great Protector, why hesitate, take him down and you can save the other protectors!"

The Great Protector finally couldn't help but roared, "Who told you that he doesn't know martial arts! His cultivation is higher than that of the old monk! You idiot! How can I catch him!"

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! If he was an ordinary person, the old monk would have caught him long ago, and you still have to make a fuss here! "

Hu Biao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan stretched out his right hand at the right time, and the palm of his hand flashed with golden light.

He smiled and said, "Boy, you didn't do a good job of intelligence work. You didn't even know that I was a peerless master. How can you win?"

"Now let me announce the answer to this farce."

"Great Protector, I will return the hostage to you after the Jinwu Pavilion Dharma Assembly ends in two days. I, Zhou Yuan, always keep my word, which is well-known. "

"Hu Biao, your level is too low, you don't even know why you lost."

"Your status is not low, why did the Black Mountain Sect only give you so few people? Why don't you let go of your hands?"

"Think about it carefully, and you will know where you lost when you figure it out."

"Take your people now and go back to sleep quickly, otherwise I will really start a massacre, and you can't stop me with so few people."

He raised his hand and said loudly: "Things! Stop here!"