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Ye Xiaole burst out again on the spot, "Do you still have love? Those are ordinary people who come back naturally. Do you want to be so cruel?"

"Well, why are you very caring..."

"Damn you, I'm going to ask you for a discussion when I wake up from my dream!"

"Say, there is a kind of field without using it!"

"rise!"

"Damn, you're bullying!"

"Haha~ I deserve this old guy to anger this evil guy. It seems that he will not be able to get back without suffering from some flesh and blood." The two heavenly stairs, one in front and one behind, disappeared on the city wall, leaving a bunch of old Buxiu, slapped his stomach and laughed non-stop. After a while of getting along, everyone had almost touched Ye Xiaole's temper.

"Ah, those people have really retreated. This kid's intention to touch people is so accurate." After a moment, a sharp-eyed old man immediately screamed.

Everyone looked to that side quickly. Sure enough, the miscellaneous army who had just found a way to cross the ditch is now retreating in an orderly manner. The divine eyes of the heavenly ranks can even see the happy smiles on the faces of those people who have survived the disaster, and they can't help but feel a lot of feelings.

"You said, are we killed too many people after practicing for a long time, and we didn't even have a surname?"

"If you ask me who I ask, that boy is more loving than us anyway. Let's have a drink!"

"Yes, there are gains and losses. We don't need to study this, drink!"

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The invading army retreated, and the masters also retreated in a flash.

The next few days, the anti-government army did not invade. This phenomenon made everyone admire Ye Xiaole's plan and scared the other party in a few words.

But similarly, the anti-government forces were accumulating their efforts to find a way to break the pot, but the people from the Tianlang Society were doing nothing. Ye Xiaole prepared everything he should prepare and did not need to make any other deployment. He was waiting for a news.

It seemed that both sides needed time, but it seemed that God favored Ye Xiaole. On the fourth day after Ye Xiaole scared the blood-defeating army, a guest finally came from afar. Ye Xiaole, who had a stern face all day, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't you come here and be fine?"

"Hehe, let Fa Zheng be strong, oh no, it's Abbot of Fa Zheng who is waiting for me, I'm fine."

In the hall, two foxes, one old and one young, were greeting each other in a polite manner. After making some polite manner, Ye Xiaole waved his hand: "Come here, look at the seat!"

The monks bowed their heads and sat down one by one on the right, while Ye Xiaole and his senior officials sat on the left, and Ye Xiaole and Fa Zheng sat opposite each other.

As soon as he sat down and watched the tea, Ye Xiaole couldn't wait to ask: "Master, I don't know what we said last time is sunny. Are you prepared?"

"How could we neglect the matter of Donor Ye's work? As soon as the matter of Donor Ye was clear, I asked the sect and we decided after two days of negotiation." Fa Zhenglu smiled and pointed to the row of monks behind him: "We have agreed to the request of Donor Ye, these are the backbone of our sect."

Ye Xiaole's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about pretending. He stared at him and looked over slowly, counting in his mouth.

"Fifteen, be good at winter. Does Master have a hatred with you as well?" I didn't know if he didn't see it. This time he immediately made Ye Xiaole amazed. He thought that even if there were seven or eight, the Buddha Sect gave him face, but he didn't expect that it would be twice as high as expected. Ye Xiaole had to be confused.

"Sir, these bald masters, why are you here?" A thin old man under Ye Xiaole's seat suddenly asked weakly, his voice trembling a little unconsciously. From time to time, he glanced at a monk opposite him who was glaring at him.

This thin old man Ye Xiaole knows him, and he is also a heavenly assassin who was once famous in Asia. Of course, the way this man is famous is a bit different. The assassin collects money to buy his life, but he likes to steal other people's things. It's nothing if he succeeds, but if the master finds out, he will run away immediately.

Then he would do something that made Ye Xiaole speechless. After this guy escaped, he would try his best to find out his master's enemy or someone with friction, and then force the man to place an order to buy his life. In the end, no matter how much the price, he ran back to kill his master...

His name is Lu Qian, a speechless assassin, known as the thief assassin.

"Uh, I'll invite you to help. Are you feeling uncomfortable with Senior Lu?" Ye Xiaole couldn't help but wonder, because he found that Lu Qian had a hurried look on his face.

"This, hehe..." Lu Qian touched his head and smirked.

"Is it Mr. Lu? We haven't seen each other for nineteen years, right?" Fa Zheng saw Lu Qian and smiled.

"Yes, yes, it's been nineteen years in the blink of an eye." Lu Qian said with a wry smile.

"Nineteen years have passed, and the scriptures have disappeared for nineteen years. Why haven't you, a thief on the beam, seen the Buddha yet!" The monk opposite Lu Qian finally couldn't help but angrily said. I guess if he hadn't taken into consideration Fa Zheng and Ye Xiaole, he would have beaten up.

"I don't think about this. I know you were catching thieves at that time. Didn't I feel itchy for a moment..." Lu Qian said softer and softer, obviously, very wrong.

Looking at the conversation between the three, everyone immediately felt that there was a Qingqing inside. Even Ye Xiaole was curious and couldn't help asking: "Two masters, do you still have a relationship with Senior Lu?"

Fa Zheng bowed: "Amitabha, our sect and donor Lu have a connection."

"Anyway, the meal hasn't started yet, why don't the master talk about the things that happened back then?" Ye Xiaole immediately said gossip. When Lu Qian saw Ye Xiaole inquiring about his privacy, he was immediately anxious. He was about to disrupt the situation but was pressed down by the four or five heavenly ranks next to him. The vicious Ping Qing fully expressed a meaning, "You kid are aware of it!"

"This~" Fa Zheng hesitated and nodded: "This is not an important secret. Since the donor is interested, I will talk about the past."

"Master, please say it!"

This is not Ye Xiaole's voice alone, but everyone's voice. I have to say that everyone really wants to know about Lu Qian and the Buddha Sect, because they all saw that the monk opposite Lu Qian was expressing his grievance. Could it be that there is Ji Qing among them...

Fa Zheng was also a little sad when he remembered the past, and he looked helpless.

"Nineteen years ago, our sect accepted the will of my Buddha to make good friends and held a meeting of Ten Thousand Buddhas on Tianzang Mountain to show the Three Jewels of My Buddha to believers who came to observe the Dharma and those who participated in the Dharma. After the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference, it was already dark. Tianzang Mountain was about ten thousand feet high. In order to avoid any mistakes from the believers who came to observe the Dharma, we held a banquet at Liufangzhai to entertain everyone and stayed overnight. Who knew that this action caused the Three Jewels of My Buddhas to never gather together again..." Fa Zheng's voice trembled a little. If it weren't for his profound cultivation, he would have red eyes as much as the monks beside him.
Chapter completed!