What stood before me seemed to be three hundred dead things.
Silence fell.
The same thing is that everyone's eyes are extremely firm.
perhaps...
"Enter the pool!"
A hole was dug in the ground not far away, with a pool of diluted pool water soaking in the hole.
The three hundred people said nothing and entered the pool in tacit agreement.
Soon, their eyes were closed tightly, their hair gradually fell off, and a faint Buddha light glowed on their bodies.
About two hours later.
The water in the pool became completely dilute, and the energy in it was diluted. The energy in the merit pool forcibly raised their level.
Compared to before, it seems that the strength has skyrocketed.
Of course, the side effects of this surge are also very obvious, and Zhang Ziliang added some other things to it.
So their realm has stopped forever.
Only as time goes by, the body gradually decays until it dies.
"Now, change your clothes, leave Guimen Pass in batches, and gather at the short mountain fifty miles east of the city."
As Zhang Ziliang's voice fell, these people lined up, and one by one, according to the time, they left the basement rhythmically, put on ordinary clothes, and disappeared into the ghost gate.
At this time, people were entering the city.
In the crowd of people, no one noticed anything unusual.
Zhang Ziliang's body shook for a moment and he looked a little weak. After a while, he regained his energy and turned around to leave.
…
Buddhist country.
Buddha Temple.
One day later, Jiehe visited again, looked at Wang Ye and said, "President Wuwu, currently... eighteen flowers are blooming."
"Eighteen flowers?"
"That's a good number."
Wang Ye dipped a petal in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, and looked at Jie Ai from above: "Buddha's light will shine on you forever."
"Be with the Buddha."
Wang Ye seemed to have thought of something, and said casually: "There are many seniors who slept in ancient times, but there are also some who will remain silent forever."
"Buddha's position, Bodhisattva's position, Arhat's position..."
"There are certain vacancies."
"And when it comes to recovery, some Buddhas will also fall."
"As for who should fill up the Buddha's throne, it's really a headache."
As he said this, Wang Ye sighed and did not look at Jie Ai. Instead, he took out a wooden fish and beat it rhythmically, while he kept reciting scriptures in a low voice.
But Jie Ang could no longer maintain his calmness and became agitated.
The old face burst out with strong fighting spirit at this moment, and his eyes were filled with desire.
If it is true as Wang Ye said, then...
As expected, civil strife broke out among the top Buddhist leaders, and many positions would be vacant.
And they have obviously made a complete plan to clean up the interior of the Buddhist Kingdom at the same time, so...
Danger!
Opportunity!
It depends on how you choose!
"Summer is here and there are too many mosquitoes."
"Very annoying."
"It's time to shoot some dead."
Wang Ye said something again, and then became completely silent.
Jiehe bowed to Wang Ye, turned around and left, walking quickly, as if he had understood Wang Ye's intention.
Soon, a group of old monks secretly gathered in a temple and kept discussing something.
It wasn't until midnight that everyone left with excitement and quickly won over the disciples in their temples.
Although they represent high-level combat capabilities, these middle- and low-level thugs can also play their due role. It seems...
But Wang Ye knew that they were just excited for the sake of profit.
Let them fight, you can do it now, but many people will still restrain themselves and will not fight with real swords and guns.
After all, it is completely impossible to pay such a high price before seeing the benefits.
And if there is any danger, they can run faster than anyone else.
After all, they are all small groups born around interests, and each of them is an old yinbi.
The only way is to first give them certain benefits that can really be seen, and then give them a bright hope, and that hope is already within reach and seems to be a certainty.
At this moment...
The cooked duck flew...
The anger caused by this huge failure is the most devastating.
Until then, the real fight to the death will begin.
Obviously, the strange behavior of these old guys attracted the attention of others, but they obviously had no intention of recruiting anyone else to join them.
After all, the cake is so big.
There are eighteen of them, which is barely enough. If there were more, it would be unevenly distributed.
Therefore, in the eyes of these eighteen heroes, the other people were no different from the dead, and they were glad that they had the opportunity to climb onto Wang Ye's chariot.
But those other people are also not easy to bully.
They gathered the Buddhist disciples under their command and deliberately caused the people below to start provocations and even fight.
But they are sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, seemingly unaware of this.
For a time, the atmosphere in the entire Buddhist Kingdom became solemn, filled with a solemn atmosphere.
It seems that as long as there is a fuse, it will completely explode!
This kind of day lasted for several days, but Wang Ye stayed behind closed doors, looking down at everyone from a high position.
At this time, the names of the ordinary disciples below have actually appeared.
A monk who had probably awakened for the second time had a verbal dispute with someone from another faction when he went out, and they got into a fight.
The anti-bone faction and the old faction had a large-scale armed fight at this moment.
Eventually each side dropped a few bodies.
Time is running out at this moment.
The top leaders of both parties couldn't sit still, especially the anti-bone faction. After discovering that Wang Ye had been silent, they felt a little upset.
He even became a little hesitant, considering whether to give up.
After all, Wang Ye's attitude is really thought-provoking.
At this critical juncture, Wang Ye called Jie Ai over and threw him a cloth bag.
Inside the bag is some water from the merit pool.
Not much, just enough for eighteen people.
Feeling the rich Buddhist energy in it, Jie Hui brought it back excitedly. Eighteen senior officials of the Anti-Bone Sect diluted it excitedly, arranged eighteen wooden barrels, placed them side by side, and soaked them in.
Under the nourishment of the merit pool, their strength invariably became a little energetic.
Even the Buddha's light emanating from his body has become purer.
This is what matters to them the most.
Because in the Buddhist country, whether the Buddha's light is pure or not is the standard for judging a person's strength.
At their current strength, it is already difficult to take another step forward.
This pool of merit is no less than a reassurance pill.
Their rebellious hearts have become firm again, and they believe that when the top management returns three months later, they will be able to gain greater benefits because they are on the right team.
Jie Ang is very good at being a good person.
After improving his strength, he went to the Buddha Temple again to visit Wang Ye, with a very low posture, as if he was following Wang Ye's lead.
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