Chapter 598
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 598
2021-03-04
Chapter 598 Wai TempleAfter the presiding officer abdicated, he found a quiet courtyard to live in, with only two people beside him The clever little novice serves.
Although people take tea to cool, but martial law is his support and the descendant of his bloodline.
Therefore, during the period of martial law, I regularly visited and greeted, and my attitude was extremely respectful.
In Fuyuan Temple, many old monks also praised him, but his hands are beautiful.
In the past, everyone thought that martial law aptitude was blunt, and it was quite difficult to support you against the wall.
It is better to choose an excellent junior to train, and it will be better for Fuyuan Temple in the future.
Now it seems that the abbot presides is really high!
Even if the aptitude is mediocre during martial law, there is still the father and son family. Moreover, he must stand firm, and he must rely on the guidance of the abbot.
No, martial law is in the small courtyard, ask the abbot to preside.
"Have you made up your mind?"
The abbot was wearing a gray monk robe and lost his noble cassock. He looked thinner, but the majesty of a pair of vision was still there.
In front of him, martial law could not lift his head.
"Yes, I have made up my mind!"
Martial law was solemnly nodded, "This time the sword cultivator in Shu is fierce, and the great formation in the temple must be used!"
"Did you know that the Puzhao Grand Array has not been activated for fifty years!"
"Is it worth it for a Fang Dou?"
Martial law raised his head and looked into the eyes of the former host , said, "This matter, I am not all selfish, but also public."
"Fang Dou and I teach privately, put it aside for the time being. "
"If we don't protect him, what's the face of Fuyuan Temple?"
"Again..."
"He is a great sword cultivator in Shu." Fame, tyrannically abuses power in Shu, that's all, but if we come to Jinling County, do we have to a strategic withdrawal?"
The more martial law said, the more certain he became. The three Sword Sects who are chasing him are the three Sword Immortal Sects!"
"These people will never be able to get along with my Shimen. In that case, are you afraid of offending them?"
The abbot presided laughed heartily, "It's not in vain that I have cultivated you for many years, martial law, you have finally come to your senses!"
"Some people in the temple really think that we, Fuyuan Temple, are open for business. Hey!"
"What's the use of accumulating more fields and more gold and silver?"
"The status of the three families is earned, not bought! "
"This time the sword cultivator strikes, just to let them gain insight, the world outside the Shu Dao is not their land in Shu, and cannot be impudent!"
The abbot said , waved his hand, "Go ahead, don't make any decisions in the future, you don't have to despise me, you decide with one word!" …
It was a very windy day.
In the small town, the people are keenly aware of the tense atmosphere. Whenever they go out, they will be almost suffocated by the wind.
This place is near Fuyuan Temple, which has been in a strange situation since ancient times.
Therefore, the common people have the mentality of seeking profit and avoiding disaster, closing early and closing doors and windows at home.
Around Fuyuan Temple, the wind is getting stronger.
whiz whiz whiz, a flowing light, flying from all directions.
These streamers, light and fast, rise and fall one after another, around the Fuyuan Temple, floating back and forth, like swallows playing in early spring.
The sound of breaking through the air was fierce and lasted for a long time, reaching the depths of the temple.
"Finally here!"
Fang Dou and Xiu Tianci master and disciple, looked at each other, heard the sword cry from weak to strong, and the number was also increasing rapidly .
This is the successive arrival of sword cultivators, who have appeared outside Fuyuan Temple.
The location of the two of them is the square behind the front door of the temple. If an outsider breaks in, they will be the first to face them.
At the same time, martial law led the high-level officials of Fuyuan Temple, standing in the center of the main hall, and also sensed the sign of the sword cultivator coming.
The martial law breathes deeply, he just took over as the abbot, when he encountered the sword cultivator in large numbers, this is a crisis, but also an opportunity.
If you deal with it well enough to save decades of work, you can establish prestige and become a convincing abbot.
However, if it fails, the only option left is to abdicate.
After all, he plans to use the 'Pu Zhao Grand Array', which is the Temple Protector Array, equivalent to the capital of the trump card. If he loses, it is equivalent to losing the continuity of Fuyuan Temple.
"I can't tell, I have a very high possibility of becoming the shortest host of Fuyuan Temple!"
After the martial law self-deprecating, he said in a stern tone, "Everyone is ready!"
The head of the Hall of Pharmacists on the side, abstained from practice, said with concern, "The abbot is in charge, what should we do?"
This is also the idea of many high-level officials, and they all have opinions in their hearts, Fang Dou is not Shimen In order to have a personal relationship with him, martial law has used the power of the entire temple to protect him, which is too...
"We don't need to come forward!"
martial law waved his hand, "send out Pu Zhao. The big array is to protect the temple buildings from being damaged by the aftermath of their fight."
"We, Fuyuan Temple, only provide venues, and don't get involved!"
This He and Fang Dou had already discussed it.
Fang Dou was stuck in Fuyuan Temple, intending to look good to the sword cultivators in Shu.
There is no reason. You said you were going to kill me, so I ran away in a panic.
Even if I can get out, I will never run away in embarrassment, but only after a just and honorable fight with you before I leave calmly.
Remember, it was not you who beat me away, but I took the initiative to leave!
Fang Dou was determined to break away from the martial law and provided a venue for the master and disciple to perform calmly.
At this moment, the swords cry all around, and silhouettes appear in the clouds.
The sword cultivators came one after another, not in a hurry to attack, obviously gaining momentum and preparing for a big scene.
"Godsend, let's say it first, no matter how many sword cultivators come this time, we master and disciple are two rounds, how about three or seven points?"
"Ah!?"
Xiu Tianci looked embarrassed. After stammering for a long time, he said tentatively, "Master, the recipe is only divided into 70%, which is too little!"
"go!"
Fang Dou rolled his eyes, "It's me who is cheap and good, it's me!"
Xiu Tianci's face is full of disappointment, "Master, you are too bullying, don't talk too much. Half and half, how about we divide it into five and five?"
"No way!"
"disciple take a step back, four or six?"
Outside Fuyuan Temple, sword The light is like raindrops, falling from the clouds.
The ground was dusty, and one after another silhouette emerged and landed in front of Fuyuan Temple.
The sword cultivators of the three Sword Sects have their elders in the front and Disciple following closely behind, with distinct levels.
Several Disciples who were standing in front of them pointed to the plaque on the temple gate, "Several Martial Uncles, this is Fuyuan Temple."
"We have already inquired about it a few days ago. , Fang Dou entered the temple and never came out again!"
An old man with a gray beard, nodded, "Exactly, we are catching a turtle in a jar!"
"Catch well, Cao Dongxuan and Fang Dou are master and disciple, big ghosts and little ghosts will catch up!"
"Excellent!"
Since the conclusion has been reached, elder They began to order, dispatch Disciple to spread out.
"There are many bald donkeys in the temple, which is also a hindrance."
"You set up a sword array and surround several exits of Fuyuan Temple, and don't let out one person!"
"Let's go in and meet them!"
(end of this chapter)