Hong Xiguan successfully broke out of Muren Lane and left Shaolin Temple, and Li Qingzhu was also happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

And because of that prestige, if he meets the same door when he walks in the Shaolin Temple, he will be worshiped by their adoring eyes, and he feels light, but only he knows the suffering.

In his impression, the temple should be presided over by the first Supreme Master, and then each master and uncle will express their own opinions, and the rest of the masters will say that if they are good, that is, they agree, and if they say false, they will disagree, and then they will say their own opinions, and then they will be judged by other masters.

Such a harmonious and solemn atmosphere is the atmosphere that dialectics should have.

However, on the first day that Zhiyong informed him of his dialectic, this beautiful wish was completely broken......

There was a couplet hanging on both sides of the gate of the Taoist Academy, which read, "The Buddha Gate is vast, and all living beings are universal", but looking at the closed gate, Li Qingzhu felt a full of malice pouring out.

And the moment he pushed open the door, a sound wave comparable to the roar of a Buddhist lion pushed him out alive.

What did he see?! What did he see?!

His erudite and elegant master actually rode on the body of Uncle Bi, the first seat of the Luohan Hall, and roared!

The benevolent and kind-eyed, gentle and gentle abbot is actually fighting with the first true uncle of the Dharma Academy!

The first seat of the Prajna Hall and the first seat of the Precept Academy, the first seat of the Supreme Master of the Precepts, these two people are not so good that they are not in any place, and there is no place in the body that is complete.

The entire monastery was smoky, and the ground was full of melon and fruit peels, just like a vegetable market.

Li Qingzhu hurriedly turned over and closed the door, and then leaned his back against the gate and said, "It must be the wrong way I opened it, it must be like this!" ”

Li Qingzhu hurriedly took a deep breath, and then opened the door of the Taoist Academy again, and his face turned black in an instant.

What I saw in front of me this time was different, but the two sides of the fight had changed objects, but that's not the point!! The point is, is dialectics a fight?!!!

"Green bamboo! Come on in!!! ”

All the uncles shouted loudly at this moment, so frightened that Li Qingzhu's feet softened, and he immediately turned in, and then looked at the door that closed by himself, he wanted to cry without tears, this is really a sea of bitterness, and it is difficult to turn back.

More than a month later, Li Qingzhu sat expressionlessly in his meditation room.

Because he is now a member of the Taoist Academy, one of the high-level leaders of the Shaolin Temple, has his own separate meditation room.

Zhiyong smiled next to him and explained something to him.

"Master, there is no need to go into details, I have already deeply felt the malice, I am a Buddha with mercy, there is no one who cannot be crossed, and the disciple has decided to sacrifice himself to save the public."

Li Qingzhu stretched out his palm and stopped Zhiyong's persuasion with righteous words,

"In that case, then you should go with me for today's dialectic." Master Zhiyong said with a bitter face,

In the last debate process, because he really couldn't look at the arguments of his elders like ruffians, Li Qingzhu refuted their views one by one.

The few masters who had been arguing before lost their temper in an instant, and they listened to Li Qingzhu's explanation like a good student one by one, and they learned a lot.

It's just that since then, Li Qingzhu never wants to go anymore, it's too emotional.

"No, Master, who can resolve that kind of malice, I think only my Buddha is here, the disciple needs to meditate and meditate, sacrifice his rest time, and ask my Buddha, during this period, the disciple must not be disturbed in any way, Master, please go back."

Li Qingzhu glanced at Zhiyong expressionlessly, and then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Zhiyong was suffocated, Li Qingzhu said it beautifully, but there are only two words to sum it up, don't go!

Zhiyong gestured a few times, but in the end he didn't say anything, he sighed helplessly, and then folded his hands and said apologetically to Li Qingzhu: "Amitabha, Qingzhu, senior brother gave a death order, don't blame him for being a teacher." ”

After speaking, he grabbed Li Qingzhu with one claw.

The claw wind alarmed Li Qingzhu, he slapped the ground with both hands, and his figure immediately flew up and moved backwards.

"Master! The gentleman doesn't move his hands! As the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet! Stay in the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood! ”

In order to avoid this disaster, Li Qingzhu did not choose what to say, he said whatever he wanted, and when it came to zuihou, he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Where do you come from so many crooked reasoning, the teacher only knows, if you don't go, don't think about peace this month as a teacher!"

Zhiyong didn't care so much, he grabbed Li Qingzhu with a dragon claw hand, he had been in the Discipline Academy when he was young, so the dragon claw grappler was also very skilled.

Li Qingzhu coped with it with a bounce leg, although Zhiyong was old, the strength in his hands was not small. He firmly grabbed Li Qingzhu's right leg with one claw and clamped it with internal force. Li Qingzhu felt the strength on his leg and hurriedly withdrew his leg, but found that he couldn't move after being caught by Zhiyong.

With a smile on his face, Zhiyong took Li Qingzhu's chest with five fingers into a claw, and after grasping it steadily, he raised it violently.

Then he pulled out a rope from his arms, and tied Li Qingzhu into a ball and fell to the ground with both hands.

"Master! So you're prepared! It's too despicable, is this still a monk! Li Qingzhu struggled on the ground angrily, but even if he tried hard, he couldn't break free from this restraint, because ah......

"Qingzhu, don't struggle, I've soaked this rope in water, and you can't break it even if you toss it in every way."

Zhiyong always had a peaceful smile on his face, but what he did was indeed full of malice.

"Ahh I'm not going! I don't want to go!! ”

When Li Qingzhu heard this, he immediately writhed on the ground, shook his head helplessly, and then grabbed him and carried him on his shoulder.

Letting him put his head behind him and his butt forward, he reached out and slapped Li Qingzhu's ass and said, "Okay, okay, the Taoist Academy is not the Shura Academy, so let's go with the teacher." ”

"Don't! That place is scarier than hell! I don't want it!! ”

It turned out that Li Qingzhu's struggle was useless, and along the way, the brothers and sisters were all stunned to look at the pair of masters and apprentices, not knowing what tricks they were playing.

"Ahh Brother!! That's right, that means you, come and save me, my brother is about to go to hell! Feed!! Don't pretend you can't hear it!! Bastard! ”

It's just that they are all smart, and they don't listen to what they shouldn't listen to, and don't look at what they shouldn't see, so they all turned a blind eye to Li Qingzhu's call for help, lowered their heads one by one and did their own, or left quickly.

zuihou, Zhiyong resisted Li Qingzhu and came to the Taoist Academy, a group of old immortal monks were like wolves seeing mutton, staring at Li Qingzhu with a pair of green eyes, and the smile on his face made Li Qingzhu goosebumps rise a few times.

Zhishan walked out of the crowd, folded his hands, and said to Li Qingzhu with a very peaceful smile: "Qingzhu, let's start arguing." ”

"Help!!!"

It's a pity that Li Qingzhu's miserable cry only startled the birds one by one, and there was no follow-up.