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"Ha, it turned out to be him. I actually missed him. Sure enough, I subconsciously feel that I am not a mortal."

Zhao Yushu laughed at himself. Absolute power leads to absolute arrogance. No matter how much he said that everyone is equal, subconsciously he still did not take ordinary people seriously.

This mistake has been made once in Nanyang, once in Jiangning, and now it is the third time.

There is no such thing as a third time. Zhao Yushu gritted his teeth.

Ye Ruduoji is a Tibetan, so it is normal for him to have contact with Vajra, but this is the last visiting card. In other words, it is the cards before and after Vajra invited fellow apprentice Zhang Hong. It would be strange if he had nothing to do with this matter.

Zhang Hong recounted the story of the meeting between the four. The monk had a good memory and repeated every word of Doji in full.

"has a problem."

After hearing what Zhang Hong said, Zhao Yushu immediately realized that something was wrong. He was a master at playing with words, and the flaws in his words were obvious.

"When did you two brothers discover the leader? Was he here after you arrived, or did you arrive first and then he came?"

"It will take about an incense stick of time after we arrive."

"Isn't this such a coincidence?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence, but I dare not gamble."

Miao Ming bowed his head and clasped his hands together. Behind him was the corpse of his master. His master had passed away many months ago, and he still couldn't be buried in the temple. This was already an act of unfilial piety as a disciple. Even if there was only a one in a million chance, how could he dare to take the risk?

According to Zhang Hong, after the two arrived here, the leader just showed his face and then disappeared. Apart from the two of them, the other monks in Tiexiang Temple didn't even know that the leader had been here.

If there is only one leader, any one of the two who stays behind, with the help of the two earth-level treasures, will be able to contend with the leader for a while, until the Heavenly Sword is cut down. But if the monks of the Iron Elephant Temple have already rebelled, it is hard to say with just one person.

In Miaoming's words, I dare not gamble.

"Suppose, Doji knew that the leader would come, and also knew that the leader would be helpless if the two brothers were together, then why did he let the two of you come?"

Zhao Yushu raised his own question: "What is the purpose of luring the tiger away from the mountain?"

"My junior brother and I have discussed this for a long time, but we still can't figure it out."

Zhang Hong shook his head.

Zhao Yushu fell into deep thought. This was clearly a conspiracy. If one of them left, the other might be killed. But if neither of them left, they would be tied up and killed here.

It is obvious that the leader wants to do something else. Why does he want to transfer the monks from Dabei Temple?

Is there anything that he cannot do as long as the people from Dabei Temple are around?

"Regarding the dispute over Master Yanhui's corpse, where will the location be?"

"Holy Mercy Temple."

As expected, Zhao Yushu took a deep breath and said, "Two senior brothers, I met a master in Shengci Temple who has also reached the Great Perfection of the Outer Scene. I would like to ask you two, if you fight him, what are your chances of winning? This is a matter of great importance, so please don't be modest."

Miao Ming bowed his head and chanted a Buddhist name: "My fault. Master Li Hai is well versed in Buddhism and does not like martial arts. If he fights me head-on, I should be able to defeat him within fifteen moves with my full Dharma power. If it is a sneak attack, it should take no more than three moves."

Zhang Hong chuckled, "Old Zhang, I'm a bit hot-tempered. If I fight hard, I'll use ten moves. A sneak attack, um, a sneak attack, one move."

Although both are outdoor scenes, the difference in fighting power between people is greater than that between people and dogs.

"The leader's goal is not the corpse."

Zhao Yushu raised his head: "He wants to create a hell in Yizhou, and his target is Shengci Temple."

Miao Ming and Zhang Hong widened their eyes.

Master Lehigh is in danger.

"Two brothers, one of you has to go back. The two outer scenes are here. The leader doesn't dare to take action. I'm here."

The two looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"Mr. Liu, although I am sorry to say this to Master Li Hai, Master's body is more important."

Miao Ming and Zhang Hong lowered their heads at the same time, as if they didn't dare to look Zhao Yushu in the eye.

"If the leader succeeds, his blood pill can turn all the monks into demons. Yizhou and even the whole world will become purgatory. Buddhism emphasizes compassion, doesn't it?"

The two remained unmoved.

"If Master Yan Hui is still alive, would he be willing to sit back and watch the lives of others perish just for his own corpse?!"

Miao Ming raised his head and said, "Since Mr. Liu said this to save people, I will not mind your words that insulted our master's remains. Please do as you please, Mr. Liu."

Zhang Hong sighed and said nothing.

Damn it!

Zhao Yushu stood up and wanted to curse, but no words came out.

"Okay, you two just stay here and I'll be going down."

Selfish.

This is the label Zhao Yushu gave to Zhang Hong and Miao Ming.

Yan Hui is already dead. No matter how important his body is, it is not as important as the lives of people in the city. Besides, I am here to guard here instead of one of them. Even if the leader brings another great master here, he will not be able to get past me easily. It can be said that this is basically foolproof.

They dared not leave even the slightest flaw.

There is a saying that funerals are not for the dead.

Miao Ming and Zhang Hong's filial piety is just to satisfy their own filial piety.

The leader knows people's minds very well and has plotted against these two people. When did Duoji contact the leader? Which side does he belong to now?

Everyone has selfish desires. Zhao Yushu could only curse them in his heart, but he couldn't force them to do anything, and he didn't have the ability to force them.

I hope that the old monk and I can withstand this wave of attacks from the leader.

As Zhao Yushu left Tiexiang Temple, the sound of thunderous hooves came, and Li Qi and General Sun's two hundred elite cavalry arrived.

"Call the door."

Li Qi looked at the empty and unattended temple gate and gave an order. Immediately, a cavalryman stepped forward and started knocking on it.

The two monks opened the temple door tremblingly. Li Qi rode his horse forward with the royal flag fluttering behind him. Countless bows and crossbows were raised, and the cold light of the crossbow arrows reflected the extremely cold murderous intent in the moonlight.

"Come forward, I have something to ask you." Li Qi said coldly. The two monks were just ordinary people. It was difficult for them to even stand steadily in such a situation. They barely moved a few steps before they knelt on the ground and began to stagger.

"Is there anyone coming to the temple tonight?"

Li Qi frowned and asked. The two monks looked towards the direction of the Buddhist hall at the same time. At the same time, two spiritual powers rushed towards them. The war horses of the two hundred elite cavalrymen neighed and retreated several steps. The team was suddenly in chaos.

Perfect exterior view!

Li Qi widened his eyes. He thought it was just an ordinary cultivator, so how come there were two great masters of external scenes in charge here?

"I am Miaoming from Dabei Temple. I wonder what brings you here so late at night. What are you doing here?"

Li Qi hesitated for a moment, then dismounted, waved his hand to let General Sun lead the team to retreat, and he walked straight into the temple alone.

"Chang'an Li Qi, I am honored to meet you two masters. May I ask if you can allow me in? I have something important to ask you."

The Buddhist hall was silent for a moment, and Miaoming's voice was heard again.

"Please come in."

Li Qi looked back and General Sun nodded. The two hundred elite cavalrymen slowly retreated and dispersed, moving far away from the Tiexiang Temple, forming an arc within a few miles and vaguely surrounding the Tiexiang Temple.

At this moment, General Sun subconsciously looked into the distance and saw a long dragon of torches approaching, and a team with chaotic steps following from a distance.