"How are you thinking, Master?"
After dealing with the three people, Happy Bodhisattva returned to Ye Qing and asked.
Ye Qing cupped his hands and said, "Bodhisattva's kindness is appreciated by me, but I'm sorry that I can't agree to it."
The conditions given by Huanxi Bodhisattva are not that he is not moved, nor that he is not satisfied with the soft rice. The key is that he has reasons why he cannot agree.
Let’s not talk about how much of what Bodhisattva Huanxi said was true or false, or whether there was anything fishy about it. Even if what Bodhisattva Huanxi said was true, he still couldn’t agree.
When he came to Beiyou this time, he wanted to avoid disaster and keep a low profile. Although, today's incident can be regarded as high-profile, but the matter is still within the controllable range. After all, no one will believe that just over a month later, he was severely injured by Zhou Hengshan, and only the late-stage God-washing Ye Qing will transform into someone with the strength of the late Tongxuan, and there is a high probability that the two will not be linked together.
But it would be different if he married Huanxi Bodhisattva.
After all, Huanxi Bodhisattva is the master of Huanxi Zen Temple and has been famous for a long time. With this promotion to Grandmaster, he will be even more known to people in the world.
Therefore, if he marries the Bodhisattva Huanxi, the whole world will know about such a big thing, and he will also become famous by the way. He will be famous among many people, and some people will definitely pick out all the eighteen generations of his ancestors. After all, there is always a shortage of boring people, and he will most likely be exposed by then.
Don't say that the highest state of low-key is high-profile. That is asking for death.
Once exposed, let alone whether Huanxi Bodhisattva would stab him, even if not, Huanxi Bodhisattva would not be able to protect him.
Because his enemies are not only Fang Muyun, but also Zhou Hengshan and Chen Qingyuan. Not to mention a Bodhisattva of Joy, even three or five are useless.
Secondly, in addition to avoiding disaster, he has more important things to do. If he agrees to Huanxi Bodhisattva, he will definitely face Huanxi Bodhisattva day and night, and his every move will be under the eyes of the other party. No matter what he does at that time , very inconvenient.
So, after much deliberation, he could only refuse with heartache.
"Since you don't want to, I won't force you." I don't know if Bodhisattva Huanxi had expected Ye Qing's rejection, or if he had really reached the state of being ruthless and without desire, with no sadness, joy, or anger. In short, for his Refuse, Huanxi Bodhisattva's expression remained the same, and he didn't ask him the reason.
"Thank you Bodhisattva for your understanding." Ye Qing said, was he really afraid that the other party would force him to do something difficult when he was angry?
"Since you don't want to marry me, you don't even want to join my Huanxi Zen Temple."
Huanxi Bodhisattva said indifferently: "Then I owe you a favor."
"I don't dare. In fact, this junior has done nothing. Besides, even if there is no junior, everything is still under the control of the Bodhisattva." Ye Qing said truthfully.
Huanxi Bodhisattva said: "I don't like to owe others favors, nor do I like to be rejected by others. Mr. Ye has rejected me many times today."
"Bodhisattva forgives me."
Ye Qing's heart skipped a beat. Huanxi Bodhisattva's attitude had always been very kind, which almost made him forget that the other party was a master, or an evil master who was ruthless and murderous without blinking an eye. He was careless, he was careless.
"Since the Bodhisattva has said this, I would rather be respectful than obey."
"Yes." Bodhisattva Huanxi seemed to be satisfied with Ye Qing's answer and said, "If you change your mind, you can come to me at any time, but I won't wait for you too long."
"Thank you Bodhisattva for your kindness. This junior will consider it carefully." Ye Qing said cautiously.
"Okay, I'll leave first."
Huanxi Bodhisattva glanced at Ye Qing, and his figure gradually disappeared like a dreamy bubble.
"Best farewell to Bodhisattva."
Ye Qing cupped his hands, and after the Bodhisattva of Joy left, he breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure from the Grandmaster Warrior was still too much.
Although he is now equivalent to a body-refining warrior in the late Tongxuan period, in the eyes of a grandmaster, he is no different from an ant. If he is not as powerful as a sword master, a curse master, and the King of Huanxi Ming, will he die just because he wants to?
Therefore, he had to improve his strength as soon as possible. At the very least, he had to practice the "Hybrid Demonic Ape Body Training Sutra" to perfection and become a master in the physical body. Perhaps then, he would have the confidence and qualifications to face these people face to face.
"Brother, you are stupid. Why didn't you agree to her? After agreeing to her, you will reach the sky in one step." At this time, Yipou, who had been pretending to be dead, came up and hated the iron.
"Haha, it's true that you can reach the sky in one step, but it's not far from ascending to the sky in one step." Ye Qing said with a smile.
"Alas... What a pity, what a pity."
Yipo shook his head and felt regretful. He naturally knew Ye Qing's worries and concerns, but it didn't stop him from feeling pity.
"Why can't such a good thing happen to me?"
"Because you are too ugly." Ye Qing looked at the wrinkled face and said with disgust.
Looking at the wrinkles on your face, who is blind enough to fall in love with you?
"Go away, old man. When I was young, I was also a handsome young man, with a beautiful tree in the wind, good at both civil and military affairs, loved by everyone, with flowers blooming, and popular with thousands of girls. How many fairies and witches threw themselves into my arms, but I didn't even care. Woolen cloth?"
Yipou said disdainfully: "I don't want to hurt their hearts, and I don't want to give up the forest because of a tree. Otherwise, I would have reached the peak of my life long ago!"
"Tell you what, if I were ten years younger, I wouldn't have anything to do with you today."
"Haha... You can't even be a teenager. Looking at you, you could still be seventy or eighty years younger." Ye Qing raised his eyebrows. You are indeed an old scumbag.
"Do you know how to speak? I'm just my destined age this year. How can I be seventy or eighty years younger?" Yipou rolled his eyes and said, "I'm too lazy to care about you."
After saying that, Yipin turned away angrily.
"Okay, I was wrong. Brother, you are personable and suave, and the pear blossoms outweigh the begonias."
Ye Qing smiled softly and followed.
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"How's it going?"
In a large hall, Xiong Kuohai opened his eyes, and the empty room was filled with electricity.
But at this moment, his shadow suddenly started to squirm, and then a voice came from his shadow.
"His Majesty, I forgive you. There was a little accident."
Xiong Kuohai stood up quickly, looked at the shadow behind him, and said respectfully.
The shadow squirmed, and it was as dense as the darkness that could not be dissolved: "A small accident? Does that mean that the Bodhisattva of Joy is not dead?"
Xiong Kuohai hurriedly explained: "The Dharma King forgives us. Bodhisattva Huanxi was well prepared. Not only did he invite Ouyang De, but he also broke through to the master more than a month ago, so we ultimately fell short."
"Breaking through to Grandmaster? This is indeed an accident." Shadow said. Just when Xiong Kuohai breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Shadow continue: "However, when you break through to Grandmaster, the world and the earth interact, there should be strange phenomena, but you have nothing. I know, this is a dereliction of duty on your part.”
"Because of your mistake, the Holy Church's plan was shelved. Do you know your guilt?"
"This subordinate is aware of his guilt." Xiong Kuohai said with sincerity and fear.
"Since you are guilty, you must be punished." A silver needle flew out of the shadow.
Seeing the silver needle, Xiong Kuohai's expression changed drastically, but he did not dare to dodge and could only let the silver needle fall on his forehead.
As soon as the silver needle landed on Xiongkuo Hai's eyebrow, it seemed to come alive, squirming and slowly getting in.
"Crunch..."
Xiong Kuohai's back molar cracked directly, his whole body was shaking, his face was pale, and there were layers of cold sweat on his forehead, as if he was suffering from huge pain.
Every time the silver needle penetrated an inch into Xiong Kuohai's eyebrows, Xiong Kuohai trembled, his face became paler and paler, and his teeth creaked.
It took half a cup of tea for the short three-inch silver needle to sink into the middle of Xiong Kuo Hai's eyebrows. At this time, Xiong Kuo Hai was already shaking like a sieve, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. His eyes were bloodshot and veins appeared on his face.
However, this was just the beginning. After the silver needle sank into Xiong Kuohai's eyebrows, it began to move on Xiong Kuohai's scalp and face like earthworms.
