Buddha Immortal

Chapter 143 Building the Dojo
A short young man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes tightly held the binoculars in his hand, trembling all over his body, his calves seemed to be filled with lead, trembling violently.On weekdays, what he is most proud of is running kung fu. In terms of foot strength, there are few opponents in the same realm.

"Chengchengdong! There is a ruthless character, I have to go back and report to the two brothers Zhiwei and Zhimeng!" Run away.

Not long after he left, a figure appeared in front of the giant tree where he stayed, looking at the back of him leaving, showing a pensive look.

The young man's soliloquy was transmitted to Guo Lingchan's ears without any omission.

"Wisdom? Wisdom?" Guo Lingchan thought carefully about all the people he knew, but none of them had these two dharma names.And from the dharma name, it can be judged that the two are just novice monks, and I really can't think of any novice who can drive two soul generals at will.

At that time, the Japanese Onmyoji possessed the Yin-Yang mirror, and even signed a soul contract with the soul general. They could only command one, and only one was extremely against the sky.

In order not to startle the snake, Guo Lingchan decided to let the young man go. He wanted to follow up and see who was behind the scenes.It's just that because he didn't fly an ultimatum, it was obviously unrealistic to use the lotus platform to track the opponent.The movement speed of the lotus platform is extremely limited, and the short-distance leap is okay, but the long-distance flight is greatly restricted.

Cheng Hansheng has always been in charge of Foshan's intelligence system. As Foshan's power grows day by day, the intelligence system is also on the rise, and its tentacles are spreading to the outside world.

"Han Sheng, look up the origin of the people named Zhiwei and Zhimeng!" Guo Lingchan directly called Cheng Hansheng to investigate, and he returned to Bifo Temple to preside over the construction of the temple.

Not long after Guo Lingchan returned to Bifo Temple, several professional construction teams came.

But they were all blocked by Liu Chanzi outside the gate of Bifo Temple, and the leader was talking with Liu Chanzi, but Liu Chanzi was always indifferent and didn't say much.

"Fellow Daoist Huichan, you came at a good time. These people claim to be sent by the Nangong family, the city officials, and Dongfang New Energy Company, and they want to help build the Bifo Temple dojo."

The Nangong family that Nangong Jianfei belongs to is one of the best families in Huaxing City. Their successors, Nangong Jianfei, have all joined Foshan. They heard that Foshan is mainly building a Taoist temple, so they naturally have to show one or two.

Guo Lingchan could understand that the Nangong family and the city officials would send workers here. As for Dongfang New Energy Company, Guo Lingchan didn't understand. He had never had any contact with this company.

"It turns out that you are Master Huichan. You are truly a majestic treasure, with an extraordinary temperament, which makes me and other mortals look holy and benefit endlessly..." A fat middle-aged man was full of smiles, and the flattery in his mouth was endless , he was dressed in brand-name clothing, and his two small eyes revealed a philistine and cunning unique to businessmen.

"Stop, I don't know you before, and I won't accept favors for nothing, so please go back!" Guo Lingchan didn't like this kind of profit-seeking businessman, seeing that he wanted to continue filming, he hurriedly waved his hand to stop it.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce. I am He Dabao, the manager of Huaxing Branch of Dongfang New Energy Company. I heard that your ashram is being rebuilt, so I brought someone here to see if there is anything I can do for you. Don't worry, we don't need wages. Don't ask for blessings or blessings, just to accumulate some merit." Middle-aged people know countless people and deal with all kinds of people all day long, so they have their own way of dealing with such an expert as Guo Lingchan who doesn't like flattery.

"The Dojo of the Bifo Temple is now owned by the owner and should be a private property. If the benefactor really wants to accumulate merit, after the opening ceremony of the temple, the money for the sesame oil will be lost. The temple will not refuse no matter how much it is lost!"

Guo Lingchan's words are extremely polite. He has heard about Dongfang New Energy Company for a long time. It is a world-class company with astonishing wealth and influence. It has inextricably close ties with the federal government. It must not be underestimated. .

He Dabao's communication skills are very strong, and his methods are also very powerful. He has long received the news that the person who came to preside over the Bifo Temple Dojo is a young monk, and he is a local. A tricky character who doesn't eat hard and soft.

The performance of the Huaxing branch has been extremely poor. The main reason is that although Huaxing City is close to Shennongze, there are no real masters and no dojos. Shayuanqi and materials.

He was so active this time because he wanted to cooperate with Bifo Temple to acquire all the evil spirit energy and evil beast materials obtained by Bifo Temple.

If you persist, the relationship between the two parties will become stalemate.

He Dabao is a smart man, still smiling, respectfully said, "Since Master Hui Chan is not willing to accept our company's help, then don't force it. If there is any place that needs our company's service in the future, the master just asks to leave!" He waved his hand , The workers who brought him quickly left with him.

After dismissing the people from Dongfang Company, an old man with a mighty face and slanted eyebrows came over.

The old man swaggered forward, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was very imposing, but he was very respectful and polite to Guo Lingchan, cupped his hands, and introduced himself, "Nangong Wuji, the current patriarch of the Nangong family, has seen Master Huichan, and his inferior grandson has received the pity of Master Huichan, and he is living in Foshan , It’s a great fortune, the little old man has long wanted to thank the master for his kindness in cultivating and caring for his inferior grandson. Today, I heard that the master wants to cultivate a monastery, so I come to see what can be done, and I hope the master will never refuse. Otherwise, the little old man will feel uneasy!"

The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, and his attitude was sincere and respectful when he spoke.

A smile appeared on Guo Lingchan's face, "The patriarch of Nangong is too polite. This temple needs a large number of people to repair it, so Huichan accepted it boldly. Please come inside!"

Nangong Jianfei was loyal to Guo Lingchan, and he and Chu Feng were congenial when Foshan was weak. Naturally, Guo Lingchan would not reject the kindness of the Nangong family, otherwise it would appear unfamiliar and not beautiful.

"Master Huichan, the construction of a Taoist temple in this city is a great thing for the benefit of the people and the city. Governor Qian specially entrusted me to lead people here to do my best to show the city's official support for this matter!" A secretary dressed The middle-aged man stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Then I will thank everyone, please convey my deep gratitude to Fufu Qian for the owner! Please!"

The relationship between the official and the dojo has always been very delicate. One represents the imperial power, and the other represents the divine power. There is no clear affiliation between the two, but each has a tendency to overwhelm the other.

Guo Lingchan is a newcomer, no matter how arrogant he is, he will not offend the officials for no reason.

Not to mention leading two waves of people into the temple to build it, all kinds of construction machines and materials have been brought in continuously, and some places that need to be renovated have been designed under the instructions of Guo Lingchan. The Buddhist temple dojo will definitely satisfy Guo Lingchan.

(End of this chapter)