Transcending Heavens: Starting with the Ancient Tomb Sect

Chapter 155 I'm Going to Catch a Demon!

The Golden-Sword Prince Consort heads north.

How can these two words be put together?

If anyone else had said this, even the current National Preceptor, the Golden Wheel Monk, no one present would have believed it.

But these words came from the mouth of the young monk Phagpa.

That leaves you no choice but to believe it.

No one can lie in the face of the young monk Phagpa's enlightenment.

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Almost instinctively, Kublai Khan knocked over the teacup in front of him and murmured, "Uncle Guo!"

Kublai Khan held Guo Jing, his father's sworn brother, in high esteem. Who wouldn't yearn for the immense glory Guo Jing embodied, both domestically and internationally?

But Kublai Khan understood even better the significance of the term "Golden Knife Prince Consort".

My aunt returned to the desert from the Western Regions, and Kublai Khan was unaware that she had broken her vow after her father's death.

One of the reasons was that he personally took care of the grave of Guo Jing's mother, Li Ping.

Princess Huazheng did not trust others that much.

Especially after her elder brother Torre died, Hua Zheng witnessed the struggle between the brothers firsthand.

Both Möngke and Kublai, sons of Tolui, firmly believed that their father's death was inextricably linked to their uncle Ögedei.

Unfortunately, the two brothers were unable to find conclusive evidence.

But Aunt's return to the desert is one such sign.

Otherwise, the current struggle for the throne of the Great Khan would not be so fierce. The biggest reason for this is that Aunt Huazheng no longer explicitly supports him and has remained silent.

Her silence was tacit consent.

This is also why the Torre clan has become increasingly audacious.

Princess Huazheng wields considerable influence within the Golden Family. Besides her own share, a large portion of her influence comes from the former Uncle Guo's men.

After the two were combined, Princess Huazheng herself represented a powerful force.

Möngke and Kublai Khan did try to get some gold coins from their aunt, whether it was hers or the gold coins from the former prince consort. Unfortunately, despite their efforts, they didn't get much.

"Has Uncle Guo divorced that enchanting woman from Jiangnan?" This was Kublai Khan's first question.

"That's wonderful! Luckily, that vixen gave birth to a good-for-nothing daughter for Uncle Guo!" This was Kublai Khan's second sentence: "He still can't take a concubine."

Kublai Khan always believed that his uncle Guo had been seduced by a beautiful woman from Jiangnan during the Southern Song Dynasty.

"The overall situation is settled." This was Kublai Khan's third statement: "This is a good thing."

Kublai Khan did not believe that his uncle Guo Jing would contend for the throne of the Great Khan, let alone the relationship between his father and his uncle Guo.

Guo Shufu's northward journey will have a significant impact on this struggle for the Great Khanate, because Guo Shufu's relationship with Ögedei is far less close than that with his father, Tolui.

With his father's death shrouded in mystery, Ögedei's faction will have no chance at all.

Even if we don't kill them all, we should at least drive them far away.

In an instant, Kublai Khan had already made a complete plan for the fate of Ögedei's faction deep in his heart.

"It might not be a good thing!"

The young monk Phagpa spoke again, interrupting Kublai Khan's perfect plan, saying, "Because the Quanzhen Sect members followed them north, and those who followed Guo Jing were Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi, two of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen."

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Kublai Khan's previously excited expression froze: "This!"

The fact that two of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen were dispatched was already considered a major northward expedition, and the scene was much larger than when Master Changchun met his grandfather.

Upon closer reflection, with the addition of the Quanzhen Sect, the power of my aunt and Uncle Guo's faction had grown to a point where it could not be underestimated.

Even if they are brothers, you have to be careful.

Seeing that Kublai Khan's expression had become serious, Phagpa continued, "But it may not be a bad thing for you and me."

Upon hearing this, Kublai Khan understood.

The one truly under pressure is his elder brother, Möngke; he is the one who truly bears the burden. Kublai Khan, on the other hand, is a third party who needs to be won over.

The Quanzhen Sect need not worry too much, because they will have the National Preceptor, Golden Wheel Dharma King, and others to deal with them.

From this perspective, the situation was just right for Kublai Khan.

Neither good nor bad, the best situation is one where one can develop secretly.

"Oh!"

Kublai Khan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then it seems that as a nephew, I must prepare some good gifts for my aunt and Uncle Guo."

As for whether there was any earth-shattering plan with the Southern Song Dynasty, Kublai Khan didn't care.

Even if it exists, so what?

It's still uncertain which side Uncle Guo, who will become the boss, will ultimately be on; the meat will rot in its own pot.

Who told that enchanting woman from Jiangnan to have a daughter!

And she's a good-for-nothing legitimate daughter!

If he possessed even some of his aunt's abilities, then Kublai Khan would have to be quite worried.

Now is actually an opportunity to criticize the south and undermine their confidence.

As for whether the south will be ruled by the enchanting Jiangnan woman Huang Rong, their chances have been gone ever since Wu Zetian emerged in the Central Plains.

Wu Zetian almost completely blocked the path for future generations.

If someone really wants to make a decision, there will be people who will try to sabotage it.

aside.

Xiao Xiangzi, Yin Kexi, Nimo Xing, and Ma Guangzu looked at each other in disbelief, never expecting to hear such a big piece of gossip.

They had originally discussed what would happen if they actually faced Guo Jing, and they were all terrified and uncertain.

The name Guo Jing is the greatest deterrent.

I never imagined that one day we would all be on the same side, that we would be family.

Seeing this, they were amused.

After briefly explaining the arrangements, Phagpa left with the golden bowl, intending to see what was going on with Huodu.

Let's see if we can find an opportunity in this complex situation to bring the Flower Sect to the forefront.

Moreover, no outsiders know that the current leader of the Flower Sect is a child, which is precisely Phagpa's opportunity.

"Um!!!"

"Uh-huh!"

Yue Que rearranged the leather armor around his waist; he had searched almost the entire place before finding a piece of equipment that fit him.

The others either had a smell or didn't fit properly.

With the aid of the Soul Transfer Technique, Yue Que barely needed to disguise himself to move freely and unrestrainedly within the Golden Wheel Monk's territory.

Just last night, Darba and his fellow apprentices, Huodu, returned to the main group with the team.

Yue Que, who had been following them, told the women from the ancient tomb to hide, and then he followed them in.

In just this short period of time, Yue Que has almost mastered all of the Mongolian language.

Yue Que wandered around, continuously using the Soul Transfer Technique while secretly memorizing the route and terrain in his mind. However, he bumped into someone at the corner outside the yurt where Huo Du was.

Bang!

Damn!

The power of a dragon and an elephant?

With a groan of pain, a delicate little monk in red robes was knocked flat on his back by Yue Que, his golden alms bowl rolling to the side.

"Excuse me!"

He subconsciously apologized, and then looked down to see a very handsome little monk lying on the ground with a frown.

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Why are there little monks here?

Yue Que was taken aback.

This is a bit outrageous in the Buddhist Tantric sect. Even the Quanzhen School of Taoism has never used Taoist boys like this, especially not in a military camp.

He thought to himself that Huo Du's symptoms were more serious than he had imagined. His senior brother Darba couldn't handle it, so he went to capture the little monk.

He pulled the young monk up and casually ran his fingers over the monk's bald head, which shone like a light bulb, much brighter than any Shaolin monk.

"Little monk, this is a military camp. Don't run around here."

After helping the other person up, Yue Que looked at the patches on the little monk's clothes and thought to himself that this little monk was probably begging for alms.

So he took out a gold ingot from his pocket and threw it into the little monk's arms, saying, "Take the money and leave."

Phagpa looked at the gold ingot in his hand, then glanced at Yue Que, who was feigning arrogance and casually putting his arm around his waist, and suddenly laughed.

He said, "Greetings, benefactor."

With his hands clasped together, Phagpa bowed to Yue Que before retrieving his golden alms bowl.

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Yue Que accepted the other party's bow, but after seeing the little monk pick up the golden bowl, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Wait!"

"Is this golden bowl yours?"

Yue Que pointed to the golden bowl in the little monk's hand and asked.

"That's right!" The young monk Phagpa nodded and said, "This golden bowl belongs to the young monk."

Yue Que didn't speak, but looked at the golden bowl, then at the gold ingot that the little monk had put into the bowl. After thinking for a moment, he reached out and took the gold ingot back from the bowl.

Holding up the gold ingot, Yue Que said with utmost seriousness, "I'll ask you one more time, is this golden bowl yours or a gift from the person inside (Huo Du)?"

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Phagpa felt completely bewildered, but still nodded to confirm, "It is the little monk's own."

"That's good!"

Yue Que then put the gold ingot back into his waistband with peace of mind, and waved to signal the little monk to leave quickly.

No?

You bastard!

The young monk Phagpa never imagined he would meet such a person! Could this person take back what he had given away?

Moreover, the young monk Phagpa had just figured out why the other party had asked that question, and he immediately turned red with anger.

That was almost breaking the rules, as I almost directly converted the other person.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

After reciting a slogan, the young monk Phagpa, having calmed down, began to carefully observe the young man who had knocked him over.

Once he saw it, Phagpa couldn't take his eyes off it.

He carefully examined Yue Que's face, and recalled the Dragon-Elephant Power that had just collided with him, as well as the faint Buddhist internal energy aura surrounding the other party.

Phagpa then knew that he had found the person he was destined to meet.

With such appearance, such talent, and such temperament, he must be a golden boy under the Bodhisattva's tutelage.

Upon closer inspection of Yue Que's features, Phasiba seemed to have seen something ominous, and he flew into a rage, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

Gan!

Who is this vixen who stole the life essence of my Buddhist disciple, the Golden Boy?!

And they were several vixens!

Even though marriage and having children are permitted in the Flower Sect, this moment still infuriated the little monk Phagpa to the point of utter despair.

He, Phagpa, is going to catch a demon!

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