Tang Zheng asked in such a blunt manner, and made up his mind to figure out all the suspicions. Grandpa's face changed significantly and he secretly gave the holy master a wink.

Unfortunately, the saint seemed to have not seen it, and seemed to have not cared about it. The old man casually stroked his long beard and said proudly: "I'm asking, I'm just going to tell you that I and Huang Chao are from the same place. My inheritance has been passed down for thousands of years..."

"Shut up, you old guy!"

Grandpa San suddenly spoke, looking very anxious.

The saint laughed and said with a deep meaning: "What are you afraid of? The so-called stunning secrets, it is not a secret when you say it. People in the world fear me like a demon, but I don't know that my heart is like a Buddha, Tang Zheng, please listen..."

Speaking of this, he stopped slightly and suddenly looked at Tang Zheng and said, "I am from the Holy Church. It has been passed down thousands of years ago. During the Spring and Autumn Period, we supported the Five Hegemons. During the Warring States Period, we worked as a Hezonglianheng. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Yellow Turban Army shouted that the sky was dead. Sima and Jin, we attracted the Five Barbarians to invade China. Hahaha, the world feared me like a demon, and wanted to eat it soon. They scolded me, slandered me, hated me, and angry with me. Unfortunately, so what? The Holy Church is still the Holy Church!"

"You are causing the Five Barbarians to invade China?"

Tang Zheng's eyes flashed and his face became ugly.

The saint was still laughing just now, but suddenly he became sighing when he heard this. The old man seemed to be feeling guilty in his eyes. He suddenly sighed to the sky and said with a hatred: "I wish I had been born three hundred years earlier, and I would definitely kill my previous son..."

This turning point is a bit abrupt, obviously hating that his predecessors did too much evil. Tang Zheng's anger just now suddenly subsided, and he suddenly felt that the old man's mind was not evil.

The saint suddenly lowered his head again and stared at Tang Zheng and shouted: "Boy, are you afraid? It's useless to be afraid! I will tell you the truth. I have already negotiated with your elders. From now on, you will also belong to the Holy Church. The infamy we have infamy will be your infamy from now on!"

"I refuse..."

Tang Zheng is not a fool, so he blurted out and refused directly.

In this era, it is difficult to maintain a good reputation even if you try your best. Only fools would join such a force. It is difficult to make rats crossing the street, and people would shout and kill everywhere they go.

The saint smiled and said, "It's too late to refuse now. If you don't take a hatchet or you can withdraw, but you reach out and you can't get rid of it if you take it."

Sharp!

Tang Zheng threw the hatchet directly on the ground, and said shamelessly: "What did you say just now? The wind is too strong, I can't hear it. Oh, why are there hatchets on the ground? Who threw the hatchet here..."

The saint let him perform, but he just watched it coldly.

Tang Zheng felt a little guilty and said with a thorn in his heart, "How can things be thrown around? It's not good to hit flowers and plants. If you don't care about the environment, you must give a bad review, this hatchet, this hatchet..."

The saint still let him perform, but he still just watched it coldly.

Tang Zheng couldn't continue acting and said angrily: "Tell me the truth, can you really not throw away this hatchet?"

The saint nodded slowly and said solemnly: "Since you have taken it, don't throw it away, otherwise the holy religion will fight you until the end of the battle with a woman and a child."

Tang Zheng was speechless, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but tentatively: "Huang Chao seems to want a hatchet very much. How about I give it to him? Old man, please let me go, I really don't want to be a mouse in the street..."

The saint smiled coldly and stared at Tang Zheng without saying a word.

Tang Zheng was so angry that he was staring at him, and at the same time he felt a sense of resentment in his heart. He suddenly shouted angrily: "I didn't agree with this matter. If I said I wouldn't agree, I wouldn't agree. I've said all the good things, and it's too big to be broken. The Holy Sect chased him, right? If you have a genius, you will come. If you frown, I will not be Tang Xiaowu from Tangjiazhuang."

The saint master sneered and said, "Good words don't work, you will turn your back immediately. Very good, very good, good, good, good, good, your child is worthy of being the new generation of saints. I finally chose the right person this time."

Tang Zheng spat and said viciously: "I advise you to die. I am now a marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I will force a marquis to join the forces of the martial arts world. Aren't you afraid that the Great Zhou court will come to sweep the cave?"

This is another threat, and even the title of the queen was borrowed.

Unfortunately, the Holy Master just smiled faintly and reminded coldly: "You may not know yet that I have three million disciples in the Holy Church!"

Tang Zheng uh, and the clamor came to an abrupt end.

"Three million..."

He swallowed his saliva, felt a little chilling in his hands and feet, and trembled, "So many people?"

He was afraid that the old man would deceive him, so he turned to look at Grandpa San and others. Grandpa San nodded at him, and Tang Zheng's heart suddenly became even colder.

The saint master proudly held his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "My Holy Teaching has been passed down for thousands of years, and the emperor must be afraid. You'd better think about your future. Maybe the wife you marry will be a person from the Holy Teaching. One day, someone will take a knife to eat on the street. No matter day or night, you will always live in fear."

Speaking of this, he smiled slightly, stared at Tang Zheng meaningfully and said, "Do you still want to throw away the hatchet now?"

Tang Zheng rolled his eyes.

I'm afraid this matter has not been gone!

He took a breath slowly and suddenly bowed his hands and said, "Teacher is here, please accept a bow from my disciple!"

Smart people know how to judge the situation, which means agreeing to join the Holy Church. Tang Zheng has already noticed that the third grandfather and fat aunt did not want to protect him this time...

...

The saint laughed and nodded frequently and said, "When you see that the limelight is wrong, turn the bow of the ship immediately. It's not bad. It's good to teach me. Pick up the hatchet and use it as a weapon in the future."

Tang Zheng leaned over and picked up the hatchet and suddenly said, "Since you have joined the camp, you need to understand more. Although you have been talking for a long time, your disciple still doesn't know what the Holy Church originated. You have to tell me about this matter to avoid your disciple's losses in the future."

The saint nodded and said, "This is reasonable. I am just going to give me advice. I'll listen, disciple. Our saint religion was originally a Taoist protector and was once the guardian of the Han family in the Central Plains. Later, due to the estrangement of the doctrine, it was divided into two forces..."

Speaking of this, I looked at Grandpa San and others, and said after going all the way: "Let's not care about other people's powers. Now I will tell you about the Holy Teachings. Since the division of my Holy Teachings, my Holy Teachings will change every few dynasties. It was called the Yellow Turban Army in the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Incense Club in the Jin Dynasty. All dynasties have suppressed us. Unfortunately, the strongest ability of the Holy Teachings is that they cannot be cut off. Only in the Zhenguan period, the Holy Teachings colluded with the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism, which caused an emperor to be furious and suppressed. That time, it was really almost cut off."

The saint said it, and the more Tang Zheng listened, the ugly his expression became.

Yellow Turban Army, Incense Club, Pure Land Sect…

None of these names are good, they are all rebel groups in the streets of history books.

From this we can speculate what the Holy Church he is about to join is like.

...

The saint seemed a little embarrassed, and coughed twice, and suddenly said, "I also feel that there are some problems with the Holy Church. Many evil things have been done, and my reputation has long been bad. So I worked hard to transform the sect and prepared to wash the name of the Holy Church white and remove the dark..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Tang Zheng and then said, "My Holy Teaching is good at reinventing its appearance. This is an old tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years. As a teacher, I feel that the Holy Teaching has a bad reputation, so I gave it a new name for the Holy Teaching ten years ago."

"What is the new name?"

Tang Zheng was a little curious.

The saint seemed very proud and said proudly: "There are lotus flowers in the world that are untainted by the mud. I was inspired by this and felt in my heart. Ten years ago, I summoned 108 Tiangang addresses of the sects, and everyone agreed to change the Holy Church to its current new name..."

Tang Zheng suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart for some reason.

"Lotus...Lotus..."

He felt his voice tremble.

The saint smiled proudly and said proudly: "Yes, lotus flowers emerge from the mud without stain, and wash away from the clear water without being charming. This is exactly the same as the Saint of Washing Whiteness, so we change the name to the White Lotus Sect!"

"I'm fucking..."

Tang Zheng almost spit out an old blood.

The White Lotus Sect turned out to be the White Lotus Sect.

This is not as good as the Yellow Turban Army or the Incense Club.

If we talk about the reputation of all dynasties, are there any organizations that are more ruthless than the White Lotus Sect?

...

Seeing Tang Zheng's reaction violently, the saint master thought it was a happy sect's name, so he couldn't help but nod and praised: "Good disciple, I am really a good disciple, and I am indeed destined to be with the Holy Sect. When I was a teacher, I said the name of the White Lotus Sect, you are so happy that you can't describe it. Very good, very good..."

"What a f*ck!"

Tang Zheng was depressed and said with a look of hatred: "I want to die, I want to die now. Godmother, Third Grandpa, can you help me turn against me? This old man is killing me!"

Suddenly, he changed from master to old man again!

The saint laughed and suddenly raised his foot and kicked it lightly. Then Tang Zheng felt a flash of his eyes, and the old man appeared five steps away like a ghost.

I heard the old man say slowly: "Don't make trouble, good disciple, don't make trouble. You are a member of the Holy Church. You can wait here to fight for your saint's son for your master. Huang Chao has the heart of a tiger and wolf. You can't go to the Holy Church yet..."

As he spoke, the figure flashed a few times, and the sunset was setting in the sky, and the old man disappeared in a blink of an eye.

...

Tang Zheng let out a sigh and slowly pinned the hatchet on his waist. He suddenly looked at Grandpa Third and Fat Aunt, then glanced at the middle-aged man, and smiled and said, "Grandpa Third, Godmother, Uncle Tang Fourth."

This tone is a little sweet, and the three elders all looked a little alert.

Unfortunately, Tang Zheng did not wait for them to react, so he rushed over and grabbed the fat aunt's hand and said coquettishly: "Godmother, I grew up drinking your milk. Xiaowu has respected you like a mother since he was a child. I know you love me the most."

Then he reached out to hold the middle-aged man's shoulder and laughed: "Uncle Tang Si, you are the most loyal and honest in the village, and you are the most respected model Xiao Wu..."

Then he had to flatter Grandpa San, but unfortunately, he was old and a stingy man. He suddenly used his fingers to clean his ears and shouted, "It's very windy today. I suddenly couldn't hear anything when I got into my ears. Xiaowu, are you going to say something? If you have anything, ask them."

Tang Zheng rolled his eyes and gave up on the trouble of asking the old man. He hugged the fat aunt's arm tightly with his left hand and hugged Uncle Tang Si's shoulders hard with his right hand. Suddenly he smiled and said, "Tell me, who are you?"

The fat aunt and Uncle Tang Si looked at each other, and both of them felt their scalp numb.

This child finally became suspicious.

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Chapter completed!