Under the persuasion of Yun Shibao and the Axe Gang, the crowd gradually dispersed, and after a while, there were only five old men and about forty students in school uniforms left at the door of the Chen Mansion.

During this time, with the support of the Axe Gang, the magic capital successively established four "Dragon Gate Schools".

Together with the Longmen College in Longqiao Town before, there are a total of five.

The five old men in front of him were the principals of these five Longmen schools.

"Does the principal really want to sacrifice his life for righteousness? Going to the meeting alone?" In the center of the crowd, Shi Yonggui, who was dressed in a Mao suit, looked at the young man in front of him, with admiration and reluctance in his eyes, but more admiration.

Shi Yonggui is a pure scholar, and he has the spirit of sacrificing his life for the country, but if the two of them switch identities, he can't do it to the extent of Yun Shibao.

At a young age, he already had the posture of Pan An, his family background was prominent, and he cultivated to be a mysterious, if there was no accident, his life must be very exciting.

Giving up such a life with all righteousness, people who can do this may have, but it is definitely rare.

The so-called learning has no elders and young, the master is the first, from the child in front of him, Shi Yonggui learned a spirit.

So this headmaster, he called willingly, without the slightest awkwardness.

Of course, Yun Shibao didn't know Shi Yonggui's mental activities, and if he knew, he would definitely be very depressed.

After all, he didn't know the style of painting he wanted, let alone the life he wanted.

Hell knows how things have somehow gotten to where they are today.

Being admired by a character like Shi Yonggui, and willingly calling the principal, Yun Shibao only felt that his body was a little lighter.

"Those who practice martial arts, pay attention to a chivalrous word, the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!" After pondering for a moment, Yun Shibao finally came up with a sentence that was in line with his current compulsion and blurted out.

"The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!"

"The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!"

"The Great One of Heroes..."

The more Shi Yonggui chewed this sentence, the more he felt that it was tasteful, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Principal, this sentence might as well be used as the motto of our Longmen School in the future."

Yun Shibao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Shi Yonggui with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, if this literati is a sycophant, this level is really not beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Principal Gao Yi, I'm ashamed of myself." Another old man also stood up and arched his hand at Yun Shibao with admiration in his eyes.

Gradually, Yun Shibao noticed that in addition to admiration, there seemed to be a hint of other meaning hidden in the eyes of everyone looking at him, it seemed... Seems to be looking at the dead?

Yes, that's right, just looking at the dead man, Yun Shibao's mind suddenly made up such a picture, lying in a cold coffin, while a group of students and Shi Yonggui and others looked at their remains with admiration.

"Ahem, everyone, the big war is coming, I need to go to the martial arts to experience it, and I will leave the matter of the school to you." Unconsciously shuddered, Yun Shibao hurriedly faced everyone.

After dropping such a sentence, he stepped on the steps of chasing the clouds, and there seemed to be an auspicious cloud rising under his feet, drifting towards the distance.

"Headmaster, has he ascended to heaven?" Seeing this, a student couldn't help muttering a sentence in a low voice, and before he finished speaking, he was glared at fiercely by Shi Yonggui.

"I'll send off the principal!" Everyone gave a long bow in the direction Yun Shibao had left.

…

"Mother Trey!" The student's muttering Yun Shibao naturally listened to it in his ears, and after he flew out of the Demon City City in extreme depression with light skills, he stopped outside a seaside fishing village.

According to the hint of the broken machine, the closest monk relic to him was hidden in a dragon king temple here, as for why the monk died in the dragon king temple and left a relic, Yun Shibao didn't care at all.

It was a desolate temple, and through the low and dilapidated courtyard walls, Yun Shibao could see that the courtyard was overgrown with weeds.

Entering the courtyard and entering the temple, the first thing that catches your eye is a clay sculpture of the dragon king, and the offering table in front of the statue is empty except for a thick layer of dust.

In these years, the people can't even fill their stomachs, where will they have the heart to pray to God and worship Buddha?

"Broken machine, where is that monk relic hidden?" Because he did not build a virtual map, Yun Shibao could only roughly judge the location of the relics from the shoddy "globe", and he could find this place only by the "Dragon King Temple" logo on the globe.

"The relics of the high monk are hidden in the statue of the dragon king in front of the host, and the host can obtain it by smashing the statue of the dragon king."

"Statue of the Dragon King?" Hearing the prompt of the broken machine, Yun Shibao was stunned for a moment, and then turned his palm over, and slapped it towards the statue with a slap of the Divine Palm.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the clay sculpture was turned into powder by Yun Shibao's huge internal force, and only a golden bead the size of an egg yolk remained.

…

Half a month later, Thailand, Wat Pho, an uninvited guest fell from the sky.

"I heard that there is a high monk relic in the Reclining Buddha Temple, and the boy has been looking up for a long time, so he came from the magic capital and wanted to borrow a look, so as to deepen his understanding of Buddhism." The figure fell into the temple, and the bluestone ground under his feet cracked inch by inch, and the momentum was monstrous.

"Arrogance +570 (*2)!"

"Arrogance +82 (*3)!"

"Arrogance +100 (*5)!"

"Arrogance +120 (*6)!"

…

Hearing the prompt of swiping the screen in his mind, Yun Shibao's tense little face finally showed a smile.

Sure enough, these masters are the real big grain producers.

With the gradual spread of his sentence "The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people", his popularity has also greatly increased, and his arrogance value has increased at a rate of two or three million per day.

However, the transformation of the internal force essence in the relics into its own internal force is like introducing the spiritual energy in the spirit stone into the body, the process is reversed, and the speed is extremely slow, in order to increase the transformation speed, Yun Shibao must continue to use the "thousandfold" acceleration.

Therefore, he is now short of money, very, very short of money, and has even reached the point where he wants to say a few words to everyone.

"Whoa!" The temple door was wide open, and eighteen warrior monks with ring sticks ran out of the temple and surrounded Yun Shibao.

Looking at the momentum, every warrior monk has a grandmaster-level cultivation.

"Amitabha, the donor is young, but so fierce, the so-called bitter sea is endless, if the donor is willing to put down the butcher's knife and take refuge in my Buddha, the future will be a great monk..."

"Great monk, you already know the intention of my coming, I don't know if I can borrow the relics to have a look." Wat Pho is the largest temple in Thailand, and the old monks in it are all characters with martial arts cultivation.