Princess Taijun said to Ze'er: "Presumably, that guy from Sadura covets Jinhe Temple, and wants Abbot Yongming to attach to his door!"

Ze'er said: "Isn't this forcibly plundering other people's property?"

Princess Taijun nodded and said, "Yes, that guy is extremely selfish, and now that the entire Buddha Kingdom is in his pocket, how can he allow the existence of a gold-free temple?"

I saw the abbot of Yongming ponder for a moment, and said tactfully: "Our temple is a place of cultivation, and it has been more than fifty years since I had the gold medal of free fighting, can I ask Master Sadura to make a suggestion to the Lord to keep it?"

The monk and slave snorted coldly and said, "The lord's order has been issued, and my master is willing to protect you, who is already magnanimous, does Jinhe Temple want to disobey the will of the gods?"

Abbot Yongming said resolutely: "Although the old man is soft-spoken, but this matter must be met with the Lord Buddha, this gold medal cannot be canceled, once it is canceled, our Yadbagh City will definitely be in chaos!"

The monk and slave said disdainfully: "Lord Buddha, will you meet such a little host, even my master can't easily see it now!"

The abbot of Yongming clasped his palms together, chanted a Buddha horn, and said: "Amitabha, since this is the case, then someone really comes to challenge, and our Jinhe Temple has no choice but to fight!"

The faces of the two monks and slaves changed sharply, Yongming, the bald donkey, actually did not give face to the master, and was willing to accept all kinds of challenges, rather than clinging to the master, one of them said: "Okay, since this is the case, then we will go!" He hated to drop a threat, and turned away. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The abbot of Yongming looked at the two of them and disappeared, and then said to the four people around him: "Everyone prepare, there may be various door-to-door competitions in the next few days, how have you cultivated over the years, you should also show your strength, Lingkong, you take this jade plate of Lao Qu to contact those monasteries with gold medals, we can only ask him to change his mind if we go to meet the Lord Buddha collectively." ”

The youngest little monk answered, picked up the jade plaque and turned away, Master Yongming stood there silently, with a little lonely expression, came over for a long time, he recited the Buddha's name, turned around and said, "Let's go." ”

After this uproar, the people who came to pay homage to the pagoda suddenly became sparse, and the entire ashram was empty.

Ze'er stretched and said, "These are none of my business, they can fight as much as they like, we can get rid of it after about three days anyway." Princess Taijun said with a heavy heart: "What kind of certainty and plan do you have, if you can't escape in three days, we will be in trouble if we are assigned to the mountains to open mines or forbidden places to explore!" Ze'er was startled and said, "Wouldn't there be no way back to open mines and explore?"

Princess Taijun said: "Yes, you think that if you make a mistake, as long as you sweep the fallen leaves and pick up the garbage, then everyone dares to make a mistake, and you can be assigned to do cleaning work in this Jinhe Temple, there must be a special relationship!"

Ze'er said depressedly: "Okay, then I can only ask God to bless me, alas, the fate of mortals is really bitter, did your father treat mortals like this before?"

Princess Taijun said: "Someone must sacrifice to open a mine and explore, my father will limit the number of people every year, and it must not exceed 100,000!"

Ze'er was taken aback and said: "100,000, 100,000 is still less, to catch so many people who made mistakes, no wonder it is difficult for me to pass a level!"

Princess Taijun said: "How many are 100,000, our Buddhist country has a population of tens of millions, and 100,000 every year is not much." ”

Ze'er shook his head and said: "Every year, 100,000 families will be shattered, and in a few decades, it is comparable to Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Yang of Sui!"

Princess Taijun said curiously: "Who are Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Yang of Sui?"

Ze'er said: "It's the two big bad guys in my hometown!"

Princess Tai Jun snorted: "I think you are also a bad person, and if you say that others are bad, you are actually not a good person! You say that Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Yang of Sui are bad, but maybe they have their own ideas?"

Ze'er felt a pain in his heart, remembered the Lie Ye, paused, and suddenly asked, "When do you say that someone from this Jinhe Temple will come to kick the restaurant?"

Princess Taijun said: "This is not accurate, those monasteries with gold medals without fighting have a very complicated background, just now Abbot Yongming dared to offend Master Sadula, I think he also has a background or backer!"

Before the words fell, five people walked into the door of the dojo, these five people were cultivators, the first one was a yellow-eyed monk, about forty years old, tall and thin, and his cultivation was the fourth high-level, he walked to the stupa and stopped, and said loudly: "Amitabha, Sancai Temple Yuantong came to ask for advice, please ask Master Yongming to move out and talk about it!"

The four people behind the Yuantong monk of Sancai Temple, who were all cultivating to the second layer, looked around as soon as they entered Jinhe Temple, looking very rude.

Before anyone in Jinhe Temple could react, five more people walked in outside the gate, these five people were two women in the lead, looking at the appearance of about thirty, the first woman was actually the fifth layer of the intermediate level, the woman on the side was slightly younger, she was the fourth layer of high-level cultivation, and the three people behind him were strong men, looking at the outfit and demeanor, it should be the god slave of these two women.

Princess Tai Jun's heart tightened, and she said secretly: "Someone came to challenge so soon, it seems that Master Sadura is determined to win the Jinhe Temple, could it be that he also heard rumors that there are things hidden here, but this Yuantong only has a fourth-level cultivation, he dares to come to challenge, isn't he crazy?"

When Monk Yuantong saw the woman, he smiled and arched his hand: "Mrs. Tea, it's been a long time, why do you also fancy this Jinhe Temple?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Mrs. Cha's mouth, and she said, "Master Yuan can come, why can't the concubine come?"

Monk Yuantong nodded and said, "That's right, but the temple is a place for monks, what is the use of Madame's coming, is Madame planning to become a nun?"

Mrs. Tea pursed her lips and said, "Can you manage it?"

Ze'er knew that cultivators could cultivate their appearance, especially female cultivators, who looked like they were thirty or forty years old, maybe they were already fifty or sixty years old. At this time, the abbot of Yongming recited the Buddha's name and greeted him, followed by ten monks, all of whom were second-level cultivators, and they looked extraordinary.

Monk Yuantong was a little surprised to see that there were so many cultivators in Jinhe Temple, his Sancai Temple was a very small temple, and the location was remote, he thought that Jinhe Temple had a no-fight card before, and his cultivation would not be too strong, he could come to play an autumn breeze, and he didn't expect that the other party would be ten cultivators as soon as he came out.

Ze'er and Princess Tae-jun were arranged to place futons in the dojo.

Those people saw the ceremony, sat down cross-legged on the ground, someone served tea, Mrs. Tea frowned slightly, she thought that even if she and her sister could win the Jinhe Temple, the people she brought might not be able to compete with them, after all, there were few people who could fight here.

The abbot of Yongming took a sip of tea, coughed lightly, and was about to speak, when there was a commotion outside the door, and seven more people poured in, led by an old man in Taoist clothes, he was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and his face was full of pockmarks, which made people feel that he was by no means a good class.