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The White Elephant Temple is considered a medium-grade force, and it is one of the best, the head of the Qingjue abbot has the realm of Xuanjun, and the eight monks are all Xuanwang, and the eighteen Arhats are all Xuanzun. Coupled with Jingxuan, this is definitely a combat force that should not be underestimated.

The abbot of Qingjue led the monks to break through the sky, and he himself rode a white elephant demon pet.

If you are subdued by Buddhism, you are no longer a demon, but a holy beast that protects the Dharma.

The rest of the monks all stepped on the void, and golden lotus flowers bloomed everywhere they passed, and the magic law was auspicious and benevolent.

The monks landed at the gate of Huben City, the heavy gate of the city rumbled open, and Yuwen Chengfeng led the generals to go out to greet and treat this group of monks with courtesy.

The Buddhist forces seldom participated in various conflicts of interest, upheld a neutral attitude, helped the poor in peacetime, and saved the dead and the wounded in times of war, winning the respect of the majority of people.

Of course, there are no absolutes, even Buddhism is inevitably black sheep, or some extreme branches.

At least the reputation of the White Elephant Temple for hundreds of years is still very good, and no matter where you go to the Seven Heroes, you will be courteous.

The two sides saluted, and the abbot of Qingjue got off the white elephant holy beast and walked side by side with Yuwen Chengfeng, discussing while walking.

"General Yuwen, we shouldn't have come over to bother, but the stakes are so high that the White Elephant Temple really can't ignore it, and I ask the general to make it convenient. Abbot Qingjue said peacefully.

"The abbot is a contemporary monk, and the Tiger Benjun naturally welcomes it, so there is nothing to worry about, but the matter of destroying the sword has nothing to do with the Tiger Ben Army, but is obtained by Fan Lang alone. If you want to get back the Fate Annihilation Sword, you can go to him to discuss, and it is inconvenient for the Tiger Ben Army to interfere. Yuwen Chengfeng said.

"This is already an opening of the door of convenience, good, good, thank you, thank you!"

The abbot of Qingjue folded his chin head.

The monks had a clear purpose, and as soon as they came, they rushed straight to the edge of the sword, because the edge of the sword was causing a vision, which was very obvious.

They walked all the way to Fan Lang's residence, where the gate was open for them to enter.

All the way through the house and through the courtyard, I saw Fan Lang standing proudly, with a proud and heroic posture, and the sword of annihilation was inserted at his feet, slowly repairing and reshaping, emitting white holy light.

The abbot of Qingjue fell on the Yuan Annihilation Sword with a glance, and his old eyes lit up, and those monks were also excited.

This is the treasure of the White Elephant Temple, which has been lost for 30 years!

"Amitabha, thanks to the blessing of the Buddha, the sword of annihilation has reappeared, although it has been damaged, but it is not a big problem. ”

The abbot of Qingjue recited the Buddha's name and drove the monks to chant the Buddha together.

"This little benefactor must be the famous Fan Lang, who is really a talent, and his reputation is well deserved. Lao Qu's Dharma name is Qingjue, and on behalf of the White Elephant Temple, he thanked the little donor for helping to recover the Yuan Annihilation Sword, which is really meritorious. Abbot Qingjue thanked Fan Lang for his salute.

"Wait! I'm afraid this thank you is a little early. Fan Lang interrupted the other party.

If you accept the gratitude of the abbot of Qingjue, this edge annihilation sword will not be able to be saved.

Underneath that polite courtesy, there is a hidden conflict of interests.

Fan Lang stared at the abbot of Qingjue and corrected: "I didn't say that I would easily return the Yuan Annihilation Sword, I can't afford this thank you, the abbot should take it back." ”

When the monks heard this, they were moved, and the abbot of Qingjue was as calm as before, and said gently: "Little donor, there is a saying that things return to their original owners, and the sword is the treasure of the White Elephant Temple, although it has gone through thirty years of baptism, but this fact will not change." It is natural to return this sword to the White Elephant Temple. ”

"It's not impossible to give it back to you, but let me use it first, and when I'm done, it's not too late to give it to you. I have spoken to Master Jing Xuan about this, and he must have already conveyed it to you. ”

"Three years is too long. Abbot Qingjue shook his head.

"How long does the abbot think is appropriate?" asked Fan Lang.

"Three years is too long, one day is too much. Lao Qu is going to invite the Fate Annihilation Sword back to the White Elephant Temple now. ”

"The White Elephant Temple is so stingy?"

"Please also forgive the main body of Xiao Shi, this sword is very important, put it in the hands of others, I really can't put my mind at ease, in case of regeneration, wouldn't it be sorry for the ancestors of the White Elephant Temple. We must take the Sword of Annihilation, and we will compensate you for other things. If there is any request, the donor should mention it. ”

"Huh. ”

Fan Lang laughed, but with a hint of chill.

It was the Yuan Annihilation Sword that he recovered, and he only wanted to borrow it for a while, but the White Elephant Temple didn't want to borrow it for even a day. The so-called compensation, he can't look down on at all, because the Fate Annihilation Sword is unique and cannot be easily replaced.

"I'm a reasonable person, and since the abbot wants to convince me, then I'll talk to you a few words. ”

Fan Lang's sub-profession is a Zonghengjia, his mouth is not bad, and he can tell tricks if he doesn't pay attention, not to mention that he has reason to talk about this time.

Some enemies have to be pacified by force.

Some enemies want to be leveled with ****.

No, it's eloquence!

"It's true that the Yuan Annihilation Sword used to belong to the White Elephant Temple, but it doesn't mean that it still belongs to the White Elephant Temple, and this excuse is untenable. Abbot, the rice in your stomach used to be harvested by the peasants, but now you should spit it back and return it to the peasants?" Fan Lang theorized.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the monks became a little unsightly, and the eyes that looked at Fan Lang lost the kindness they had just now.

Abbot Qingjue didn't laugh angrily, and smiled: "What the donor said is not a truth, but a quibble. The rice in my belly was purchased with real money and silver, and it already belongs to me, so how can I return it, and it is not the same thing as destroying the sword. ”

"Well, you paid real money, so you have the right to take the rice in your stomach. In the same way, I also paid a lot for the fate of the sword, first, I found it personally, second, I fought a big battle with the Hades army, and third, I unsealed this sword. And you bald monks have done nothing, just with one mouth, you want to take the Fate Extinction Sword from my hand, how can there be such a reason in the world!"

The more Fan Lang spoke, the more aggressive he became, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the nose of the abbot of Qingjue, and said even more damning words: "Is this the Zen you are participating in? Is this the Buddha you are learning?"

The abbot of Qingjue's smile froze, and the monks were even more dumbfounded, and their faces were hot at what they said.

The edge of the sword belongs to the White Elephant Temple, and the monks are reasonable, but Fan Lang is also reasonable.

The abbot of Qingjue reacted quickly, recited the Buddha's name to suppress the shock, and then said: "The donor has misunderstood us, we are not here to take advantage of it, but to ask you to return the Sword of Destruction to the White Elephant Temple." It is a virtue to collect gold, and please ask the donor to fulfill it. I'm kneeling down for you here. ”

In order to destroy the sword, the abbot of Qingjue actually knelt down on the spot and put his head on the ground!

The dignified Xuanjun, self-deprecating identity, has achieved this extent!

Even the abbot knelt down, not to mention the monks under his command, the eight senior monks, the eighteen arhats, plus the white-clothed Jingxuan, all knelt down.

All they want is a sword!

It's not about asking, it's about asking, which makes it even more impossible to refuse.

In the face of this situation, ordinary people are likely to be soft-hearted, but Fan Lang is not.

"Hehe, play this with me. ”

Fan Lang was unmoved.

It's not that someone else kneels, he must compromise!