Under One Person: I Become Stronger When I Break My Vows

Qin Shiyue walked to a secluded place.

He took out his cell phone and called Master Jiekong.

"Little bastard, you've been quite good at making trouble recently."

As soon as the call was connected, Master Jiekong's voice came out.

"Master, it's really not me who's making trouble, it's all about me, and the fundamental reason why Wang Ai, that old coffin ladle, came to me is still the mess in Shaolin. Those dead bald donkeys are really unwilling to give up!"

Qin Shiyue said with a fierce light in his eyes.

He had endured the Shaolin affairs for a long time. In the past, he had no strength and could only bow his head and endure.

Fortunately, Master Jiekong was not given away for nothing. Every time Shaolin made trouble, Master Jiekong would make the other party pay the price.

After a while, Master Jiekong and Shaolin basically suffered losses.

The two sides were evenly matched.

But Shaolin is a thousand-year-old temple with a profound heritage. Relatively speaking, their damage is much smaller than that of Master Jiekong.

Master Jiekong was born in Shaolin, so Master Jiekong cannot do too much in many things.

Otherwise, it would be a betrayal of the master and ancestors.

Now that Qin Shiyue has the strength, he can't deal with the old master, and he can't deal with Shaolin!

Others are afraid of the reputation of betraying the master and ancestors, but Qin Shiyue is not afraid.

And he has already thought about it, when the time comes, he will directly set up his own school, so as not to implicate Master Jiekong.

Master Jiekong's good reputation for so many years has been half destroyed by the second apprentice.

The remaining half, Qin Shiyue, the little apprentice, does not want to destroy it with his own hands.

"Alas~ Shaolin has indeed gone too far in the past two years. Don't worry about this matter, I will make them pay the price."

Master Jiekong heard the resentment in Qin Shiyue's words, and immediately sighed, and spoke indignantly.

"Master, you don't need to worry about this matter. I will personally take back what Shaolin did. And in the final analysis, they are the ones who are wrong. Let's make it clear at that time. I want to see if Shaolin still has the face."

Qin Shiyue said firmly.

"Silly boy, do you think those people care about this? If they care about face, there will be no such thing as a prosperous Buddhist sect. I don't need to worry about it? What? Are you getting cocky?"

Master Jiekong said unhappily.

"Not very hard, but enough! Anyway, there will be no problem in dealing with those old immortals!"

When Qin Shiyue said this, his words were full of confidence.

"Ah, yes, yes, you can even hurt Zhang Zhiwei, the old immortal. Those people are definitely not your opponents."

Master Jiekong still said unhappily.

"You know all this? You also planted spies in Longhu Mountain?"

Qin Shiyue was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that Master Jiekong knew about this matter.

"What are you talking about! How can I, a monk, plant spies in the Taoist's nest?"

"Maybe, Buddhism and Taoism are colleagues, and colleagues are enemies. It has been normal to plant spies between enemies since ancient times!"

"Get lost! Stop thinking about it. I'll tell you directly. It was Zhang Zhiwei, the old bull nose, who told me. Good guy, don't we know how glorious it is to be injured by the younger generation? The old guy was quite excited when he told me."

When Master Jiekong said this, he was obviously speechless about Zhang Zhiwei.

Qin Shiyue's forehead was full of black lines when he heard this. Good guy, it was really unexpected. It was actually said by the old Taoist priest himself.

"Also, did you cure Old Tian? Good boy! You are really amazing! Come back as soon as the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over. I, the old monk, can finally borrow the help of my disciple."

Master Jiekong's words confused Qin Shiyue.

The reason why he didn't tell his master about this was to give him a surprise. After all, his master's birthday was coming soon. Qin Shiyue was just thinking of using this as a thank-you gift from Master Jiekong.

Only Master Tian and the old Tianshi knew that Old Tian was cured, so it goes without saying who told Master Jiekong.

Qin Shiyue shook his back teeth and said with some frustration: "This old master, I think he is called Old Quick Mouth! How come he blurts out everything? I wanted to give you a surprise!"

"Hahaha, you don't know this, Zhang Zhiwei, that old guy, used to be nicknamed Zhang Dazui. His mouth, in Northeast dialect, is looser than the waist of cotton pants."

Master Jie Kong laughed and said.

It's rare to see his little apprentice suffer a setback. Master Jie Kong's mood can be imagined, it's quite beautiful.

"Okay, okay, Master, I won't say more to youI said, the competition of Luotian Dajiao is about to start. You should pay attention during this period. The people from the Wang family who came to Longhu Mountain were injured and disabled. This hatred is dead. They can't make trouble for me, but they are likely to make trouble for you. "

Qin Shiyue looked at the time and spoke seriously.

"You kid, you still need to teach me this. Anyway, you should pay attention to yourself. When the master's cultivation is restored, it's time to go back and see. After a long time, your master will be dead in the hearts of some people. I have to help them find memories!"

Although Master Jiekong's words were plain, Qin Shiyue could really feel what was contained in these words.

"Master! Aren't you afraid of being accused of betraying the master and destroying the ancestors!"

"Hehe! Defrauding the master and destroying the ancestors? When I go back, that position will be mine! What betraying the master and destroying the ancestors! I am the master's ancestor! It's not certain who will betray the master and destroy the ancestors at that time! Okay! Hang up! "

Master Jiekong's domineering words directly shocked Qin Shiyue.

Even when he heard the busy tone on the phone, he was a little dazed.

Over the years, he has been thinking about many things wrongly! Master Jiekong seems to be not worried about the reputation at all.

From what he said, if the strength is restored, Shaolin will change its owner!

If that's the case, it will be fun!

Qin Shiyue really wants the Luotian Dajiao to end soon, and go back to Lingyin Temple to help Master Jiekong recover his cultivation.

Then follow Master Jiekong to Shaolin to make trouble! Master Jiekong takes the lead, and that scene is really exciting to think about!

Qin Shiyue is in a good mood at the moment! The whole person is naturally in high spirits.

He came at the right time. The referee had just announced the object of this competition, and Qin Shiyue had already walked in.

"You bald donkey! You wait for me today! "

Feng Shayan, who had already been standing in the arena, looked at Qin Shiyue angrily, her eyes seemed to be on fire.