No matter where you are, as long as there are people, what you are fighting for is nothing more than fame and fortune. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. In the face of interests, everyone is equal. No one will be judged because of whose fist is bigger.

Just give up that almost invisible opportunity to grab profits.

At this moment, old monk Xuan Ye suddenly had the thought of slapping his own hands. It was really his fault that he had a very high status in the inner courtyard of Shaolin. When he usually spoke and did things, as long as he did not encounter interference from his elders, he was basically the type to say the same thing. Even

At present, there are three abbots and deputy abbots of the inner courtyard of the Shaolin Temple, the abbot of the sixth courtyard, and the dean of the outer courtyard and several masters of the inner courtyard.

The old monk has been practicing in the inner courtyard for a whole ten years. As his kung fu improves, his temper also grows bigger and bigger, and now he even causes troubles regardless of the occasion.

But we really can’t blame this old monk for being brainless. At least eight out of ten disciples in the Shaolin Temple are like him. In the end, only disciples like Xu Yuan or Tan Bo who are proficient in accidents can do it.

Only then would he be forced to give up his practice and walk around representing the name of Shaolin Temple and Buddhism.

Originally, although the remaining fourteen families were not as famous as those from Shaolin Temple and had more disciples, they were still the top forces in the Chinese ancient martial arts world. In terms of real strength, they were even half a head above Shaolin Temple, but they were hidden.

It is too deep, and I don’t want to have too much contact with the secular world. If the Song family auction had not included such a rare item as the goddess, these real sects would not have been alarmed.

Who would have thought that this monk from the inner courtyard of the Shaolin Temple, who was an outsider, would dare to talk nonsense here. In addition, Su Xia had publicized the fact that the Shaolin Temple had no backstage in front of everyone. A group of big guys like this

At that point I became a little impatient.

"Senior Brother Xuan Ye, what you said is wrong."

After a few minutes of stalemate, an old man with gray hair and a boyish face stood up from his seat.

Ye Lang turned around and saw that this man was not only a boy with white hair, but also wearing a Taoist robe with the Yin and Yang Bagua printed on it. He was obviously an authentic Chinese Taoist sect.

"Senior Brother Taixu... I wonder if you have any advice?"

When Xuan Ye looked at the person, his aura instantly weakened a bit, and there was obviously a hint of compliment in his tone.

"I don't dare to give you advice. However, we came here today not to accuse the teacher, but just to seek an explanation. Isn't it inappropriate for Senior Brother Xuan Ye to force Donor Ye like this?" Taoist Taixu said with a leisurely look.

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"I don't know, what does Senior Brother Taixu think is appropriate? Could it be that my disciple was crippled in vain?" Xuan Ye's face became a little ugly again, but his tone of voice was a little tougher.

"Senior Brother Xuan Ye, you and I have seen what happened just now. Since it was Master Zhengdong who made the move first, it cannot be regarded as Donor Ye's fault. What's more, swords have no eyes, fists and feet also have no eyes, and Master Nephew Zhengdong's skills

Why don't you blame Donor Ye for retaliating?" Taixu Taoist retorted politely.

"Senior Brother Taixu, even so, I won't mention the matter of the young disciple... But what happened today was caused by this benefactor Ye. If he doesn't ask for an explanation and take back the interests that belong to my Shaolin Temple, the poor monk will not be able to

I'll give up." Xuan Ye's face darkened and his tone became even harsher.

"Xuan Ye Bald Thief, how come this benefit belongs to your Shaolin family? Is it possible that you don't see me as the Iron Sword Sect in your eyes?"

At this time, a black-faced man jumped out from the other corner of the secret room.

Ye Lang took a closer look. This big man looked quite heroic, but he had a rustic iron sword on his back, and he was wearing a T-shirt and jeans that didn't fit well, which made him look a bit awkward.

"Senior Brother Tie Zhan, the poor monk just said that our Shaolin Temple also lost some profits due to the incident provoked by Donor Ye. I wonder what is wrong with this?" Xuan Ye's face darkened and he looked at the black-faced man and said.

"Why can't I, Black Tie, get used to it?" The big man with a sword on his back named Black Tie was also a weirdo. He started shouting without mincing words, "Originally, there shouldn't be anyone in my Chinese lineage.

Your Buddhist sect. If your Buddhist sect hadn’t been able to preach in our middle-earth in a well-behaved manner, otherwise we, the ancient martial arts families, would have been kicked out by us long ago!”

"You!" When Xuan Ye heard this, he immediately felt a sweetness in his throat, and almost vomited blood when he hit Gong Xin angrily.

"What are you doing? How about you come and try a few moves with me?" Tie Zhan raised his eyes and was shocked without saying anything.

I didn't see what the big black-faced man did. The iron sword behind him actually rose up from the iron scabbard and landed steadily in his hand.

"Black-faced iron war! Are you trying to bully me, a powerful Buddhist?"

Just when Tie Zhan was about to take action, a voice as steady as an ancient pine came from the other side of the secret room, and a man also dressed as a monk stepped forward and stood next to Xuan Ye.

"Xuanyang of Tianlong Temple, little monk, please be polite to me, donor Ye." When the old monk appeared, he did not speak directly to Tie Zhan, but instead bowed to Ye Lang.

Ye Lang was watching a play at this time, and he didn't expect that an old monk would suddenly appear. He kept teasing him for a long time without returning the favor, which made Xuanyang very embarrassed.

But this little interlude didn't last long, and the remaining big guys, including Tang Sancai, all jumped into the scene.

For a moment, because Xuan Ye was fooled by Ye Lang and said nonsense, the entire alliance of big guys in the field suddenly collapsed into three camps.

The first camp is naturally the Buddhist camp headed by Xuan Ye. In addition to Shaolin Temple and Tianlong Temple, there are three other aristocratic families or sects that Ye Lang doesn't know who are on the Buddhist side.

The second camp is Taixu Taoist's side, the sect that resists the invasion of Asan religion. It is obvious that the current position of this group of people has instantly changed from seeking an explanation from Ye Lang and Song Yu to suppressing Shaolin Temple and Tianlong.

Temple flow.

As for the third camp, there are three or four aristocratic sects led by Tang Sancai of the Tang Sect. These people are not helping each other and are purely for profit. However, Xuan Ye's words have exposed his ambitions

, this third camp also had to lean towards Taoist Taixu.

"Brother Taixu, what do you want?" Although Xuan Ye made a mistake just now, he is still a smart person in essence. When he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately understood that if he didn't bow his head, I was afraid that today's incident would cause trouble.

Big.

"Senior Brother Xuan Ye, Pindao actually doesn't want to do anything. Everyone came here today just for profit. If you, Shaolin Temple, swallow up this fat meat with just one big hand, it won't work." Taoist Taixu said.

He was not an ignorant person. Seeing that Xuan Ye was subdued, his tone also softened.

"So, Senior Brother Taixu already has an idea?" Xuan Ye's tone became more restrained when he heard that there was something interesting, "Xuan Ye is willing to hear Senior Brother's true words."

"I don't dare to take the truth, but there are still clumsy tricks," Taixu Taoist smiled and waved his hand, then turned to Ye Lang and said, "Donor Ye, since Miss Su has become the benefactor's wife, then we can't

It’s good to do this thing of beating mandarin ducks, otherwise it will be detrimental to public ethics. However, this Miss Su is the final lot of this auction, I am afraid that Donor Ye cannot just take it away so easily..."

Taoist Taixu stopped talking midway through his words, but the smile on his face still betrayed his inner thoughts.

Ye Lang is not a fool, and he naturally understands Taoist Taixu's meaning. Since the other party has made it so clear, he is just warning Ye Lang not to eat the meat alone and not even leave the soup. Otherwise, everyone present will

These big guys are willing to break the moral code and kidnap Su Xia by force.

Fortunately, Ye Lang had already discussed this matter with Song Yu. A search in the treasure house finally allowed him to find a replacement. If it hadn't been for this inexplicable fight, I'm afraid the problem would have been solved earlier.

It's already been solved.

"Taixu... um... Taoist Master," Ye Lang rolled his eyes and saluted Taoist Taixu, "What the Taoist said is correct. I have already thought of what the Taoist said.

Something happened, so I went to search for it just now and found something. If this old bald donkey hadn't allowed his disciples to obstruct it, I'm afraid the problem would have been solved long ago.

"Really?" Taoist Taixu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, "Even so, Donor Ye, please take out the replacement as soon as possible to avoid further complications."

Ye Lang nodded, and without saying much, he took out the amputated hand bone from his arms.

"Please see, this is the substitute I found." Ye Lang explained while shaking the bone in his hand.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment when they saw the bone in Ye Lang's hand, and then they all frowned, thinking that Ye Lang was so brave, could he use a piece of bone to fool people?

Do you think they are all dogs?

"Donor Ye," fortunately, Taoist Taixu is very well-educated. He suppressed the anger in his heart and still asked in a gentle tone, "If this is a joke, please restrain yourself. This joke is not funny.

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"A joke?" Ye Lang was stunned, and then pointed at Tan Zhengdong who was lying softly on the ground and said, "Taoist priest, do you think this is a joke?"

When asked by Ye Lang, Taixu was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood what was going on. At the same time, he couldn't help but glance at the position where Ye Lang had just touched the hand bone.

"Taoist Master, do you still think it's a joke?" Seeing that Taoist Taixu understood the key, Ye Lang's tone became more comfortable.

"Okay, okay! It is indeed a good treasure!" Taoist Master Taixu nodded quickly and laughed at the same time, "Although it is not as valuable as Miss Su, it is indeed a good treasure!"

"Taixu, why are you so crazy?" Although Taoist Taixu understood, Tie Zhan behind him did not, and still asked with an indignant look.

"Brother Tie Zhan, I would like to ask, can you forcefully take the palm from nephew Zhengdong just now?" Taoist Taixu asked in return.

"Yes!" Tie Zhan agreed without thinking.

"Then I dare to ask Brother Tie Zhan, can you crush all the bones of Junior Nephew Zhengdong without using your internal force while receiving that palm forcefully?" Taoist Taixu continued to ask.

"This..." Tie Zhan was speechless.

Not only Tie Zhan, but also everyone else present was immediately mute. One by one, these big guys were like hungry wolf dogs, staring straight at the bones in Ye Lang's hand.
Chapter completed!