Chapter 1992 The Bell of Tanzhe Temple 1

"Haha" Xiang Yufeng smiled softly, patted Yang Ziyue pamperingly, and said, "I will leave in a few days, so the stronger your strength, the more peace of mind I will leave!"

"I know." Yang Ziyue, who was originally happy, immediately felt sad when she heard this. She looked at Xiang Yufeng with her eyes that could soften everything and said pitifully: "I originally planned to go back with you, but now the situation in Beijing is so complicated, I'm afraid that someone will be unfavorable to Brother Gao."

Xiang Yufeng nodded and said, "It's okay, I will stay in the master's sect for a while. Although I practiced the eighth level of Haotian that I had just learned recently in the blood moon nine-change stage, I still dare not use the last part easily. I almost got into a demon just now. Regarding this situation, I will ask the master carefully. When you come home, come to Tiandao Sect to find me directly."

"Yeah!" Yang Ziyue leaned tightly on Xiang Yufeng, listening to the powerful heartbeat of the person she liked, and sighed softly: "I don't know how long it will take for such a day? I really hope that time will stop there, so that I don't have to worry about such things!"

Xiang Yufeng smiled gently and stared at Yang Ziyue in his arms and said, "This kind of day will come!"

"Um!"

Hong Tan stood aside, looking at the pair of lovers, shook the cigarette rolls in his palms, and didn't say anything. From the bottom of his heart, Hong Tan did not want Xiang Yufeng to leave at this moment. He was not afraid of what he would do. After all, there was still the entire Xiang Shi behind him, but he didn't know why. If he knew this Xiang Shi's heir, the more he felt that he was by his side, so that he would sleep so steadily and so at ease.

"Uncle, I know that I am a little undisdainful to leave Beijing at the moment, but I hope you understand that this time I should have returned to the sect with my uncle, but because I can't let go of the rain, I came to Beijing. Returning to the sect is a must. This is also for us in the future. The strength of the opponent's forces has reached us. No matter how strong I am, I am always the same person. I don't need to say much about the overall combat power of the two troops you belong to. Although the return of the blood sect will not last long, there is absolutely no possibility in the short term.

Ting and the others are either not doing it or they will do the best. He will definitely create a hero. However, this is still an uncontrollable thing after all, so returning to the master is a must!" As he said that, Xiang Yufeng took out a check from his arms and handed it to Hong Tan and said: "As for the black trade of the Blood Sect, I can guarantee that there will be no black trade beyond the prescribed regulations in the area where the Blood Sect belongs. And no matter how much money the Black Trade of the Blood Sect is, he will give twenty percent of it to the country, and the other thirty percent is used to expand the strength of the entire Xiang system!"

Hong Tan nodded, and when he took the check and saw the numbers on it clearly, his mouth opened slightly, and then he sighed: "No wonder that thing makes people so crazy!"

"Uncle, I have money to lead the way. I believe that not many people can afford it, let alone this is money that will never bite people?" After saying that, Xiang Yufeng held the hand of the person next to him and said, "I am not here, how tired you are!"

"Well, I won't let you down!" Yang Ziyue nodded slightly.

"Amitabha!" While Yang Ziyue and Xiang Yufeng were talking, a Buddha's words interrupted the thoughts between the two. Xiang Yufeng looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man wearing a gray monk's robe standing under a pine tree, looking at himself from a distance. His long eyebrows were about to hang down to his chest, but this was not the most important thing. What made Xiang Yufeng unable to move his eyes was the eyes of the old monk. Those eyes were the bright colors that Xiang Yufeng had never seen before. It seemed that everything in the world no longer existed in these eyes.

"Zen Master Huizhi!" Yang Ziyue looked at the old monk and bowed quickly. The piety on Yang Ziyue's face could not be pretended.

"Amitabha Buddha, it turns out to be Donor Yang." Huizhi was speaking to Yang Ziyue, but his eyes did not move his eyes from Xiang Yufeng. Seeing this, Yang Ziyue quickly introduced, "Zen Master Huizhi, this is my friend. His name is Xiang Yufeng, Yufeng. This is Zen Master Huizhi. He has achieved profound enlightenment and extremely profound Buddhism."

When Xiang Yufeng heard this, he was about to bow, but he heard Zen Master Huizhi say, "Amitabha Buddha, donors do not need to be polite. If someone knows that Lao Na has received this gift from the donor, I am afraid that Lao Na's reputation will be ruined in this life."

Xiang Yufeng frowned, and Yang Ziyue had already said, "Why did Zen Master Zhihui say this? Has there anything between Yufeng offended Zen Master Huizhi?" Yang Ziyue looked at Xiang Yufeng in confusion, and Xiang Yufeng shook his head gently. He looked at Huizhi, just like Yang Ziyue, waiting for Huizhi's following. Xiang Yufeng had indeed never seen Huizhi before, so he was quite confused when he saw Huizhi's hostility towards him.

"Amitabha, donors need not be confused. Lao Na has never met the donor, let alone grudges."

"Since that's the case, I wonder why the master showed bad intentions to come back?" Xiang Yufeng said.

Huizhi smiled faintly and put his hands together: "The old monk is a monk outside the square. It is logical that he should have studied Buddhism and does not care about the world. However, just now, the old monk suddenly heard a demonic energy soaring into the sky under the ancient bell of the temple. The old monk came with the demonic energy and saw you. Although the old monk was outside the square, he did not allow monsters to harm the world. The old monk was in the square. The old monk was in charge of the virtue of heaven, so he asked the donor and followed me into the temple. The old monk would never make things difficult for the donor."

Hearing this, Xiang Yufeng already knew what Huizhi meant. Since the other party had already set the stage, then Xiang Yufeng didn't need to give this face anymore. Xiang Yufeng smiled, "So that's it, since that's the case... Oh, by the way, I suddenly had something happened. Ziyue called you Huizhi just now? I think you don't call him Huizhi. Your name is Fahai. You are in charge of some other people's business that you shouldn't care about."

"The donor extinguishes his anger, and the old monk has no intention of making things difficult for the donor. However, since ancient times, Buddhas and demons are not in harmony. As a demon, the donor dares to come to my ancient temple. If the old monk let the donor leave like this, hehe, I think tomorrow, this news will spread throughout the ancient martial arts world. At that time, the old monk is rude and my Buddhist is rude, so the donor should go with me." After that, he saw the Huizhi sleeve robe swaying, and a strong suction force hit the Yufeng.
Chapter completed!