The dust has settled on the Nanyin Temple case, and the onlookers couldn't help but sigh again.
"If you ask what love is in the world, you will learn how to make love between life and death. Hey, who said that a monk can eliminate all emotions and six desires?"
"Thankfully we respected Guan Kong so much, but we didn't expect that he was such a dirty villain behind his back. Letting him die like this is really an advantage for him."
"Why can't they be together after so much? It's really hard to reconcile."
"The Buddhist cultivators have been greatly embarrassed this time. Maybe these temples have done some evil things behind their backs."
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All the Buddhist cultivators were blushing, but they didn't know what to say to refute. After all, this matter was too unbelievable, and they were completely unreasonable.
Youtanhua looked down at the Buddhist cultivators with different expressions, and said leisurely: "Bald donkeys, listen up, since the relics of Nanyin Temple have recognized Mu Fusheng, and Mu Fusheng is from the Magic Mountain.
, then from now on this land will be under the control of the Demon Mountain."
"You!" Huineng said angrily, "You are a demon cultivator, how dare you go down the mountain to divide the chassis."
Udanhua raised the corners of his lips slightly and said with a smile, "It's really funny, who made the rule? I'm too lazy to go down the mountain without all the demon cultivators. Nowadays, it's rare for me to go down the mountain and experience it, but it's an eye-opener. Since you Buddha cultivators don't care about human life,
If you are not nobler than us demon cultivators, how can you dare to say that?"
Huineng said that he could not defeat Youtanhua, nor could he beat him, so he could only stare in anger. The other Buddhist cultivators did not dare to say anything.
Mu Fusheng looked at You Tan Hua tenderly. He knew that the senior did not really want this place, but now that the Nanyin Temple Dongchuang incident has occurred, the people here will naturally not surrender to any Buddhist temple, and Xuanzhen Temple is too far away to govern. More
What's more, this is Qu Wanning's hometown, and seniors should let Qu Wanning return here in the future.
I only heard You Tanhua say again: "That's the first one, and the second one is that Xuanzhen Guan is under my protection. If someone dares to have trouble with Xuanzhen Guan, I don't mind meeting this person."
Xie Yun stood aside solemnly and raised his head in astonishment. He came here with the intention of returning home in bad luck, but he didn't expect that Udanhua would be so careful. He bowed to Utanhua gratefully.
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Xie Daowen was overjoyed. Sure enough, the Lord still remembered him.
At this time, Qu Wanning stepped forward and came to Xie Daowen. She took out a storage bag from her sleeve and handed it to Xie Daowen. There seemed to be a living thing bulging inside.
Xie Daowen asked doubtfully: "What is this?"
"I have become a demon. This is the Taoist Qi that the Lord helped me gather before I became a demon. If you don't mind it, Taoist Master Xie, please accept it." Qu Wanning said.
Xie Daowen blankly took the storage bag, which seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. This Qi was the collection of Qu Wanning's cultivation as a Taoist cultivator. He really couldn't understand why Qu Wanning gave him this thing.
You Tanhua explained: "This thing is no longer useful to her, but it will be of great benefit to you. Xie Daowen, you have a good talent. Qu Wanning wants you to carry on his ambition and achieve something."
Xie Daowen suddenly realized it, bowed solemnly, and said: "Xie, I can't thank you enough. I will certainly live up to my expectations."
There was no point in staying any longer for the Buddhist cultivators, so they could only leave dejectedly amid the pointing fingers of the onlookers.
Then, the Xie family and his son, who had been away from the scene for a long time, also said goodbye and left.
Mu Mingjing came up with tears in her eyes and said reluctantly: "Brother Mu, sister-in-law, you should come and play with me more often when you have time in the future."
Mu Fusheng patted Mu Mingjing's head lovingly and said, "Okay."
"Mu Mingjing, I will arrange for two hundred demon cultivators to stay here. You get along well with them. If there is anything important, you can ask them to send a message to me." Udanhua explained.
Mu Mingjing shuddered when he thought of those black-clothed demon envoys, but he nodded in agreement. After all, he would be the leader of the Beggar Clan from now on, so how could he be so scary?
Then, Udanhua raised his eyebrows and said, "Mu Fusheng, what do you say? Are you going back to the Magic Mountain with me?"
Mu Fusheng took the initiative to stand next to Youtanhua and said matter-of-factly: "The young monk will naturally follow the senior."
Youtanhua raised the corner of his mouth inadvertently: "Is your broken dragon just a decoration? I'm tired, let him get out and give us a ride."
You Tanhua seemed to be in a good mood, but Ao You was shaking like a sieve, and he quickly rolled out of Mu Fusheng's sleeves and transformed into his original shape.
In the past few days, Ao You had been bathing in Mu Fusheng's Buddha's light, and with the blessing of the relics, his whole body was shiny. He seemed to be aware of his majesty, and deliberately made a show of posing in front of everyone.
Finally, the three of them rode the dragon back to the Magic Mountain under the awe of everyone.
Cuiguo was surprised when she saw that Youtanhua had brought a beautiful woman back. In the past three hundred years, she had never seen Youtanhua bring a woman back to the Magic Mountain.
She thought to herself: Could it be that the beautiful man can no longer satisfy the Lord? Then she stretched out her hand to...
Youtanhua rolled her eyes at Cuiguo and ordered: "Arrange a place for Qu Wanning. She has my demonic blood. You know what I mean."
The joking expression on Cui Guo's face immediately froze. This was the first time that the Lord used demon blood to enchant someone, which meant that the Lord had chosen his successor.
But she doesn't understand that the Lord is still very young. As a monk who has reached the level of the Lord, life span is no longer a limit. Shouldn't the Lord hope that he will live forever?
But Youtanhua seems to be unwilling to explain too much. Using demon blood to lure people into demons is also a big drain on her. She is in urgent need of some sleep now.
She hooked her fingers and said with a touch of tenderness: "Little monk, come and sleep with me."