"Thank you, Master Wuwu, for the reward."
Jiehe looked at Wang Ye and said sincerely.
Wang Ye corrected him: "It's a reward from my Buddha, I just do it for you."
"Yes, yes, thank me Buddha!"
Jie He clasped his hands together and quickly changed his words, but quickly continued: "But also, without the support of Master Wuwu, we would not be where we are today."
"I'm just doing something for Buddha."
Wang Ye's voice was as calm and calm as ever.
"However, we are still slightly lacking in strength in the middle and lower levels."
"this..."
"well!"
Jiehe seemed a little embarrassed and glanced at Wang Ye.
This tone and demeanor were all too familiar to Wang Ye.
It was exactly the same as when he tricked the dragon.
This old bald donkey has no good intentions.
Wang Ye cursed secretly, but his expression did not change. Instead, he looked at him deeply: "Are you embarrassed?"
"What a disappointment."
"Maybe I made a wrong decision."
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Jie was frightened and shook his head quickly: "That's not what I mean, little monk. We are very pious in our hearts and will not hesitate to sacrifice for the Buddha."
Wang Ye glanced at him lightly and said, "Three hundred Buddhist soldiers will come over in the next few days."
These words seemed to give him a reassurance, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for your mercy."
Wang Ye ignored him.
"In that case, I won't disturb Wuwu's host for his rest."
After saying that, he turned and left.
When he reached the door, Wang Ye suddenly said: "Since you choose to worship Buddha, you must be more pious."
“If you think too much, your heart will fail.”
"If your heart is not sincere, the Buddha will know it. They are in heaven, watching you."
After saying that, Wang Ye's cold gaze fell on Jie Ai, which frightened him and nodded hurriedly: "I understand, little monk."
"Oh, right."
Wang Ye seemed to suddenly remember something, and a relic appeared in his hand.
He dug this out in the secret realm.
There are several like this.
Wang Ye also hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and taking one out. After all, he couldn't bear the child and couldn't trap the wolf!
"Take this relic."
"If you comprehend it carefully, you will be able to understand the true meaning of Arhat."
"It can take at most one year to achieve Arhat status."
As he spoke, Wang Ye held the relic in his hand and activated the energy, but the one he activated was the one hidden in his other hand.
That...
It is the real Arhat relic.
Soon, an Arhat's shadow appeared behind him, exuding powerful pressure.
Jie Hui excitedly took the relics and completely believed in the great prospects described by Wang Ye. After all, the Buddha had not yet revived, so he sent an Arhat status first!
this...
Who dares to say it is fake!
"I have many more relics like this."
With that said, Wang Ye waved his hand lightly, and several relics appeared in his palm again, but he only took them back after giving Jie Ai a look.
"Since I said, Buddha, rain and dew will touch each other, so it will happen."
"Understood?"
"Don't hide it privately when you go back. Give it to them to take a look and reassure yourself. Remember, I reward you with this one. No one will dare to steal it."
"Don't let me down again."
Wang Ye's behavior of adding sugar to a big stick made Jie Ai completely let go of all the worries in his heart.
…
Returning to his temple, he immediately called everyone over and showed the relics in his hands to their envious eyes.
Many people had greed in their eyes, but they quickly tolerated it.
After all, sooner or later they will.
"But according to what that person said, we will probably go shopping."
One of the old monks said.
Jiehe smiled: "Why are you fighting for something? Let's take advantage of it and shout more often so that the guys at the bottom can fight. Just make the noise louder and that's it."
"When the Buddhas return, they will naturally be destroyed."
"At that time we were the biggest contributors."
The monks' eyes lit up and they nodded.
One person asked: "The Buddhas in Guangde are still in retreat and will be revived in less than a month. What if he intervenes?"
"rest assured."
"Wuwu Host will naturally take this into consideration."
"He is not impatient now. Either he has the means to control all the Buddhas in Guangde, or he is also one of ours!"
"So don't worry about it."
With Jie Ai's explanation, a group of monks finally felt relieved.
As a result, the many monks below seemed to become more intense and the fights became more frequent.
The old school finally could no longer sit still.
After all, in their eyes, these rebels are still not strong enough, so why would they have the confidence to confront them head-on!
For a moment, they panicked.
Finally, a representative from among them entered the Buddha Temple.
But soon, amidst Wang Ye's cold scolding, he left with an angry look on his face, looking very unhappy.
And this also makes the anti-bone faction feel more reassured.
The action intensified.
But despite the loud shouting, no one from the senior management personally stepped down.
Of course, this was what Wang Ye expected.
Otherwise, there would be no need for the so-called three hundred Buddhist soldiers to appear.
Now, the layout has just begun.
If it was just such a simple deception, it would be too easy for both sides to fight to the death.
…
River of blood.
wooden bridge.
Hongpao was still standing on the bridge, flipping through the books.
Suddenly, a door made of fingers appeared at the end of the bridge. Bai Wuchang, and Po Meng walked out of the door.
Rivers of blood float.
Black Impermanence also appears.
Several monkeys, carrying an altar, shuttled out of the corpse forest, with a clay figure standing on it.
then...
A man also wearing a red robe, with a dark face and a beard, exuding a fierce aura, suddenly appeared holding a sword.
"Zhong Kui, are you willing to give it up?"
Po Meng glanced at the man and said with a smile.
Zhong Kui's eyes widened and his voice was thunderous: "My brother is about to be bullied by those bald donkeys riding on his head. If I don't come here, will I still be a human being!"
As he said that, he glanced at the figure on the bridge with a complicated expression, and sighed: "I have wronged Lao Cui for so many years."
"okay."
"He cut off the queen for us that day."
"Today, we will wait until he recovers!"
Bai Wuchang said lightly.
Po Meng walked to the bridge and took a look at the incomplete wooden bridge, which was even completely broken in the middle. With a hint of reminiscence in her eyes, she murmured to herself: "Since I left her, I have been on this bridge. Standing for thousands of years.”
"pity..."
Zhong Kui didn't understand the style at all. He didn't notice Po Meng's emotion at all, but asked loudly: "Sister, after what happened that year, you are the most understanding person among us."
"Where did that old brat Lu Qing go?"
"If he comes, this matter will be much easier to handle!"
"Among these people back then, he was the most sinister... no, the smartest!"
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