Madam, You Turned Out To Be The Leader Of The Demon Cult?

Chapter 36: Tell me to be a monk to recite sutras with you? Are you dreaming? (Seeking collection, flowers, monthly pass, praise)

After defeating the Demon Sect, the Buddha Sect was out of control.

Temples and mountain gates were established in all parts of Kyushu. Later, they received the support of the imperial court and became the super power in the Martial Forest, second only to Daozong!

Since then, after years of development, the magic sect has regained some vitality.

Although it is not as good as Buddhism on the surface, the power in the dark cannot be underestimated.

Until the current lord of the demon cult turned out to be born, this person was amazing and unparalleled.

Not only is the Cultivation Base advanced and sophisticated, but it also recruited a large number of monsters, so that the magic sect can reach a state of equal strength with the Buddhist sect.

The life and death of Demon Cult has nothing to do with Ye Xuzhang.

He just didn’t want to use such despicable methods by the bald donkeys of Buddhism.

When Kyushu is in distress, you close the gate tightly and preserve your strength.

On the contrary, after the crisis, under the banner of the right way, to kill those who have contributed to the land of Kyushu!

shameful!

The old monk did not answer Ye Xuzhang’s words, but looked up and down, with some amazing gazes in his eyes.

“Amitābha, kindness, kindness, good looks from the donor.”

Ye Xuzhang snorted: “If you are a monk, you will find the wrong person. My son has no money for the monk.”

The old monk shook his head: “The benefactor has an outstanding appearance and a root of wisdom. If he can shave his hair and practice, he will definitely become a great monk of a generation.”

“Poor monk Chiba, willing to accept you as a disciple.”

Call me a monk?

Tell me to leave my sweet wife at home and go recite to you?

Are you dreaming?

Ye Xuzhang sneered: “I’m sorry, I’m not interested in eating fast and reciting the Buddha. If you are a monk, you should change your partner.”

“Amitābha, Sea of ​​Bitterness is boundless, and the world suffers.”

“The donor’s nostalgia for the red dust is really wrong.”

“As everyone knows, whether Wan Guan’s wealth is good, whether he is a wife or a concubine, it’s just the past.”

“Let go of everything, and then you can be reborn in bliss.”

Shaking his head, the Qianye monk put his hands together, and left while reciting the Buddhist scriptures.

After walking for a while, he suddenly turned around and said: “Donor, you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, and the poor monk and you will meet again.”

Ye Xuzhang ignored him, bought gifts for himself, and went to the inn.

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Since the last time the blood cloud thief was killed by a mysterious master, Qi Yixuan was worried that Ye Xuzhang would go out alone.

So this time, the master of the magic sect, Qizhi Shenjun, was ordered by the leader to secretly protect Ye Xuzhang.

Looking at the monk who was talking to Ye Xuzhang, the Seven-Finger God Sovereign frowned slightly: “Chiba?”

“Why did this old monk find his uncle?”

“Finally, regardless of him, my uncle’s safety is the most important thing.”

Seeing Ye Xuzhang entering the inn, the Seven-Finger God Sovereign stayed nearby, waiting for him to come out.

On the other side, Ye Xuzhang stuffed the clothes bought from the tailor’s shop into his body, changed his body shape a bit, and then tore a piece of clothing to make a simple face towel.

After doing all this, he is sitting in the Lotus Position, practicing exercises, and preparing to wait until the evening to follow his own person.

At night…

Qizhi Shenjun was drinking while staring at his uncle on the roof opposite the inn.

Suddenly!

A strong uneasiness struck from my heart, and Qizhi Shenjun’s complexion changed, just about to get up, a touch of shock came suddenly from a distance!

The opponent’s speed is so fast that he can’t dodge at all.

In just an instant, a branch had reached his own throat.

When he looked up, he saw that the other party was a slightly bloated figure, his face was hidden by a facial scarf, and he couldn’t see his true face.

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The Seven-Finger God Sovereign looked startled and exclaimed: “So fast Sword Technique, are you the swordsman who once appeared in Cangxi?”

There are no outstanding swordsmen in Taihua State.

Only the one who appeared in Cangxi at the beginning may have this strength.

Ye Xuzhang’s heart trembled, and then he realized that he was talking about killing Zhaotianzong.

He used Internal Energy to change his voice, and asked slightly hoarsely: “Who is your Excellency? What do you intend to appear here?”

“By the order of an adult, protect someone.”

Protect?

He followed all the way, his purpose is to protect me?

So who is going to protect me?

Who is the adult he was talking about?

Ye Xuzhang was at a loss and couldn’t figure out this problem.

But no matter what, he didn’t want someone to follow him all the time.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuzhang snorted coldly, “Who is that adult you’re talking about?”

“No comment!”

“Are you afraid that I will kill you?”

“If you want to kill, kill!” There was no trace of fear on the face of the seven-finger god.

Since he is protecting his own, although the origin is somewhat mysterious, Ye Xuzhang has no reason to kill him.

Taking back the branches, he snorted coldly: “Where are you from? Dannan City is not where you should be.”

He said this just to confuse the other person.

It made him think that he acted because he came to Dannan and committed his own taboo, not because of Ye Xuzhang himself.

After all, Ye Xuzhang flickered and disappeared into the night.

At this moment, cold sweat was already oozing from the back of the Seven Fingers.

What a great kendo!

What is the origin of this swordsman?

No, you have to go back and report the matter to the master!

With a thought in his heart, the seven-finger god prince turned into a stream of light, running all his skills and rushing towards Cangxi City.

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In the early hours of the morning, the seven-finger god finally rushed back to Yefu Nanyuan and reported the matter to the master.

Qi Yixuan frowned slightly: “A top swordsman, what does Dannan do?”

“Ghost, tell the blood boy to check the identity of the swordsman.”

Immediately, Qi Yixuan’s face became cold, and she said coldly: “Huh, seven-finger god, even if there is a big thing, you should know that the safety of the husband is more important than anything!”

Upon hearing this, Qizhi Shenjun’s face turned pale with a sigh.

Puff!

He knelt on the ground hurriedly, sweating, his face was blue, and said: “The subordinates learned that the leader was investigating the swordsman, so they hurried back to report…”

“Hmph, you gave up the task for such a news and ran back.”

“It’s okay if Msang Gong is fine, if there is a slight mistake, you can cut off your own head and feed the dog.”

Qizhi Shenjun’s face was pale and said, “The subordinates will go after the uncle.”

“No need!”

“Your Cultivation Base is not enough, let Meiyu go.”*