the next day.
Early in the morning, the old monk Pu Hang summoned all the monks in the temple, and even sent someone to invite Lin Fan there.
"Everyone, I have thought about it carefully. From now on, I will step down as the abbot of Lanruo Temple."
In the main hall of Lanruo Temple, Puhang was taken care of by his apprentice Yiyou and sat on the first seat.
And sitting next to him was Lin Fan.
Further down, there are many eminent monks in the temple.
At this moment, upon hearing the explosive news from Puhang, all the monks present looked at each other and started talking in a buzzing manner.
"Abbott gives way? No, this is absolutely not possible."
"The abbot has managed our Lanruo Temple in an orderly manner over the years, making our Lanruo Temple the leader of Buddhism. If he is not the abbot, who is qualified to be the abbot?!"
"Yes, if someone else wants to be the abbot, I, Pu Hong, will be the first to refuse! The only person in our temple who is qualified to be the abbot is Senior Brother Pu Hang."
"You can't say that. Senior Brother Puhang was injured and his health is not good. If he still holds the position of abbot and works hard, it will not be good for his health. It is better to let senior brother Yiyou take over the position of abbot temporarily!"
"Yes, I support making Senior Brother Yiyou the abbot."
For a time, the Main Hall was divided into two factions.
One group only recognizes the abbot Puhang.
The other group agreed to let Yiyou temporarily replace the abbot.
But neither of the two factions could convince the other, and for a while, they were quarreling.
However, at this time, Abbot Puhang calmly waved his hand to stop the noise of the monks in the audience.
Immediately afterwards, he said a result that no one, including Lin Fan, expected.
"I plan to ask Lord Lin to take over the position of host of Lanruo Temple temporarily."
As soon as these words were spoken, the monks in the audience immediately broke into even more noisy discussions than before.
"Let him be the abbot?"
"No, absolutely not. He is not a monk of my Lanruo Temple. How can he be the abbot?!"
"Yes, not to mention that he is not a monk. Senior Brother Puhang's decision is really Meng Lang."
Not only were all the monks opposed, but Lin Fan himself was also in disbelief.
"Hey, old monk, do you dare to open a dyeing workshop for me if I give you three points of color? Who the hell said I would give you the temporary abbot's position? You can look for whoever you want, but don't come to me. , otherwise I will even demolish your temple for you."
Upon hearing Lin Fan's words, Abbot Puhang smiled bitterly.
To be honest, if it were possible, how could he pin Lanruo Temple's hopes on others.
However, the current situation really did not allow him to think too much.
The alliance of monks and nuns was about to be convened, and he was seriously injured.
Disciple Yiyou's strength, he also knew in his heart, might be considered top-notch in Lanruo Temple, but facing the masters of several other temples, it was not enough, and there was no hope of retaining the position of leader of Lanruo Temple.
Although Pu Hang is an eminent monk, he still cannot avoid worldly fame and fortune in his heart.
Especially related to the reputation of Lanruo Temple.
He knew in his heart that if Lin Fan was willing to help.
This monks and nuns alliance meeting will definitely be able to capture it.
The leader of the monks and nuns alliance is still Lanruo Temple, and Lanruo Temple can still prosper for at least ten years.
By then, Yiyou should have grown up enough to compete for the next leader of the monks and nuns alliance.
However, seeing Lin Fan's resolute attitude and seeming unwilling to help at all, Pu Hang couldn't help but feel embarrassed for a moment.
At this time, the common monks in the audience, even senior monks who were older than Pu Hang, suddenly rushed to the front, angrily, pointed at Pu Hang and cursed.
"Junior Brother Puhang, please don't mess around. Our Lanruo Temple's century-old reputation is not yours to mess around with."
"Although City Master Lin is an unparalleled City Master, he is famous for his high martial arts skills. However, Buddhism is not as good as Jianghu. It does not mean that someone with high martial arts skills can become an abbot. You also need to have profound Buddhist teachings and good character."
Hearing this, Puhang said nothing.
Lin Fan on the side suddenly became unhappy.
Who are you saying has no moral character? !
Lin Fan glanced at all the monks present, then turned to look at Pu Hang.
"Old monk, although I have no interest in being the leader of a group of monks like you, I just have a candidate!"
When Pu Hang heard this, his face was stunned: "I wonder what City Lord Lin said?"
Lin Fan waved to Long Er who was not far away.
"That's him, Long'er, the son of the Persian swordsman in the past."
After a pause, Lin Fan changed the subject and added, "Speaking of which, abbot, you have saved Tengnir's life. Now that his son has grown up, he should repay this kindness."
"this......"
Puhang was hesitant for a while.
In fact, he hoped that Lin Fan could take over the position of abbot of Lanruo Temple.
The purpose is to use Lin Fan's powerful strength to win the position of alliance leader for Lanruo Temple.
Now, Lin Fan suggested that Long Er should temporarily act as abbot, and Pu Hang would naturally hesitate.
Before Pu Hang could say anything, the senior monk in the audience who had just criticized Sang and Huai stood up and said decisively:
"No, how can the position of abbot be handed over to Huangkou's hands? Isn't this nonsense!"
The old monk's words attracted the unanimous agreement of the monks present.
"Yes, the position of abbot is of great importance. How can it be handed over to a child who is not yet under age?"
"Uncle Puhang, you have to think twice and don't be bewitched by the monster!"
"Yes, yes, Master Puhang, the position of abbot is a big deal, you must think about it carefully!"
Originally, Lin Fan was too lazy to get involved in Lanruo Temple's affairs.
But looking at the group of old monks who wanted to point at his nose, how could he endure it?
It's too late, but it's soon.
Lin Fan waved directly.
Immediately, a ray of sword energy headed towards the monks who had just pointed at Sang and cursed Huai.
"stop!"
"careful!"
"City Lord Lin, please don't do anything..."
In the main hall, several exclamations suddenly sounded.
but.
Lin Fan's speed was so fast that no one even reacted.
Those two sword energy struck the monk accurately.
Hiss!
There was only a sound of broken clothes.
The monks who had just shouted the most joy, all of them, without exception, had their robes broken into rags!
Several monks had frightened expressions on their faces, and they all looked at Lin Fan in panic.
Just now, if Lin Fan's sword energy penetrated three more points, it would not be the monk's robes that would be shattered, but their bodies.
However, this also proves that Lin Fan's control over the true energy has reached an incredible level.
Lin Fan snorted coldly, patted Long Er's shoulder, and immediately pushed him to the front of the stage.
He scanned the monks with his eyes and said calmly:
"From now on, my eldest nephew Long'er will be the temporary host of Lanruo Temple. You bald donkeys, who agrees and who opposes?"
