The two of them were startled.

Monk Yuande said: "It is better to take refuge in our Da Miao Lian Temple and become a lay disciple of the Da Miao Lian Temple."

"This..." The two of them hesitated.

Monk Yuande asked: "Do the two donors want to remain disciples of the Nine-Yuan Sect forever, immersed in the sea of ​​suffering, and don't want to look back?"

"This..." The two of them were worried that if they disagreed, they would be subdued by Monk Yuande.

Monk Yuande is sitting on a stone.

The stones were located on the beach, and the surging river water surged onto the beach from time to time, almost touching them.

They sat on the beach and felt no softness at all. They only felt that their bodies were extremely heavy and they could not exert any strength.

In this situation, the two of them cannot escape.

Of course, it is even more impossible to fight for life with the Yuande Divine Monk. Not to mention the current situation, even under normal circumstances, the two of them are no match for each other.

"The two donors have decided to take refuge in my Buddha." Monk Yuande smiled: "Then I will take you into the Great Miaolian Temple today."

"Master..." A middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "If we don't agree, master will kill us, right?"

"Amitabha, that's so good." Monk Yuande Heshi proclaimed the Buddha's name, shook his head and said, "I won't kill you, a poor monk..."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Monk Yuande said: "The poor monk doesn't know what the two donors have done. Even though they are disciples of the Jiuyuan Sect, they will not kill them rashly."

The two of them smiled.

Monk Yuande said: "It will only abolish the martial arts of the two donors and prevent them from doing evil. It can also be considered as doing a good thing for the people of the world."

The smiles on their faces froze.

"There is no need for the two benefactors to be angry and unwilling. Each drink and one peck are determined beforehand. It is fate that the poor monk met the two benefactors here."

"Master, abolish our martial arts, and if our enemies come looking for us, we will definitely die."

"Amitabha, that's so good." Monk Yuande sighed.

The two wanted to look at him.

Monk Yuande said: "After I eliminate the two benefactors, I will send them to a hidden place to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests where no one can find them. It will be a beautiful thing to live in their old age."

The two of them immediately sighed in despair.

They finally figured out that Monk Yuande would never let them go. He would either take refuge in the Great Miaolian Temple, or he would have his martial arts disabled and shrink into a mountain forest to live out his remaining days.

They have no other choice.

The two looked at each other, their eyes twinkling.

If you convert to the Great Miaolian Temple and there is still a chance of survival, you can at least repent and join the Jiuyuan Sect again.

But if your martial arts skills are abolished, it will be completely over, or your enemies will come to you. Even if your enemies don't come to you, you will still be worried all day long. How can you live your life? Life is worse than death!

Therefore, the two of them have only one choice.

"Master, in order to repay Master for saving your life, we take refuge!"

"Amitabha, that's good!" Monk Yuande nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, let's tell the poor monk about the young leader in detail."

"this……"

"What do you usually like to eat, Young Master?"

"..."

Monk Yuande looked at the two of them gently and did not urge them.

The two of them were filled with bitterness and helplessness.

Is this considered a certificate of submission?

If you don't tell the truth, or don't want to tell the truth, and don't sell out the Young Master, you won't be a sincere convert, and maybe Master Yuande will have no choice but to destroy you.

What a Yuande divine monk, he speaks well, is tactful and polite, and his methods are equally ruthless, no less than that of the young leader.

"Amitabha." Monk Yuande said: "A poor monk is not as good as the young leader."

The two of them were startled, and their expressions changed slightly.

Monk Yuande said: "The poor monk knows a little about people's hearts. It would be best for the two donors not to lie."

Their expressions became increasingly bitter.

I was eaten to death by the Yuande Divine Monk.

You can't even lie if you want to, let alone have a strange and subtle thought. If you want to survive, you can only reply honestly.

As for whether he will be hunted down by the Nine Yuan Holy Sect, he no longer cares about it.

Will Daimyorenji Temple at least ensure its own safety?

——

Fakong suddenly flashed and appeared on the top of a mountain peak.

This mountain peak is about 300 meters high. The wind is howling and the purple gold cassocks are rustling. The wind here is very strong.

While the purple gold cassock was rolling and floating, Fa Kong stood firmly on the top of the mountain, looking down at a small mountain village below.

There is a small river in front of this small mountain village and a hill behind it.

Small courtyards were built along the hillside, housing two hundred families.

In the center of the village is a school, where a group of children are reading with their heads bouncing, and the sound of books is audible.

A handsome middle-aged man sat in the lecture hall opposite some thirty children, shaking his head as if listening to others reading or dozing off.

Who would have thought that this enlightening teacher in the school turned out to be an old man of nine yuan?

Who would have thought that Old Man Jiuyuan would hide in such a small mountain village?

A small mountain village in the mountains is most easily overlooked by people, and this nine-yuan old man usually lives here and is not hiding temporarily.

No one in the village knew that the usually handsome teacher was actually a 700-year-old nine-yuan man.

Fakong took out a piece of spirit tortoise shell from his arms and looked at it intently.

After a while, he took back the tortoise shell with a solemn expression.

What you see before you is different from what you saw before.

This old man of nine yuan is indeed a very evil man. No wonder he can survive to this day. He must have experienced a lot of sieges and killings.

The clairvoyance is combined with the spirit tortoise shell to deduce, and the result is different every time.

Every time he performs a kind of martial arts, Old Man Jiuyuan will use a method to deal with it.

Valley Island

He used his interrogating finger, but when the old man Jiuyuan was about to point his finger, he suddenly turned sideways to avoid it.

Little Sword Control Technique, when he was about to hit the sword, Old Man Jiuyuan suddenly avoided it.

With the God's Palm of Cutting the Sky, Old Man Jiuyuan's body suddenly became like fine steel, and he blocked the strike forcefully.

The old man Jiuyuan received the sword of karma and was unharmed. It seemed that he had not committed any sin and that no karma had burned his body.

The immobilizing spell only made Old Man Jiuyuan sluggish for a moment, and then the immobilizing spell was broken and he could move freely.

As the Fayan Sect's words are spoken, Old Man Jiuyuan only hesitated for a moment and then acted freely.

Phoenix Resentment, Old Man Nine Yuan's three-piece set of Tian Yuan Bao Armor was still able to defend against it, even though his clothes were in shreds and he was quite embarrassed.

Through these deductions, Fakong concluded that the reason why Old Man Jiuyuan was so invulnerable to all evil was due to mental differences.

He still hasn't been able to completely see through Old Man Nine Yuan.

Old Man Jiuyuan's spiritual sea was like chaos.

Fakong even had an astonishing guess as to whether the void in the mind of the Nine-Yuan Old Man was like his own. Even if it could not be the Medicine Buddha, it was probably some kind of divine being.

That's why he can live to be over seven hundred years old, surpass his predecessors, and use the method of successfully seizing a body.

This is also the reason why Fakong did not let the national teacher Benyin come to help.

He was very greedy for this secret.

Fakong stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the small mountain village. He only glanced at Old Man Jiuyuan once, and spent the rest of the time observing the small mountain village.

Don’t let go of every home, every place, and even every tree.

He disappeared in a flash without a trace.

——

The bright moon is in the sky.

The clear light spreads all over the sky.

It also fell into Ning Zhenzhen’s small courtyard.
To be continued...