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Chapter 621 The Inescapable Fate

Putting down the map of the mine location, Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to signal the masked man to sit down and talk.

He had no reason not to accept the gift of thanks that came to the door. He could somewhat guess the other party's intentions and asked, "What do you want? Now you can ask for it in person, and I will reply according to the situation."

When you show courtesy to others, you must ask for something, not to mention that the gifts given by the other party are not ordinary.

Fan Chongfeng sat half his ass on the chair, leaned over and said: "Chongfeng was framed that day, and he was expelled from his school of art. Chongfeng suffered this calamity, and only then did he understand that money is a foreign thing. If you don't have the ability, you can't keep it. Cai, I want to take shelter of the Xianlingguan sect to be a sweeping boy and Taoist boy, in order to make some achievements in spiritual practice."

During the interrogation in Zhoucheng, he realized that he accidentally hugged Da Anchao's thickest thigh.

God gave such an opportunity, how could he give up.

He only took out a map of the mine back then, and the difference between what he got and what he paid was too great. He was born and died countless times, bled and sweated, and died countless brothers Shan Zeyexiu he made friends with. Some of them had feelings, and the result disappointed him in his heart. At the extreme, he unwittingly issued another map of the mine, and finally kept the clouds open to see the moon. He wanted to exchange the treasures he could not dig for a stable backer.

A very simple request, but his life is at stake, and he has too much on his shoulders.

Zhang Wenfeng tapped lightly on the coffee table with his right finger, and asked, "Did someone threaten you at Lianlianguan?"

Fan Chongfeng did not say yes or deny, but came to a default.

Zhang Wenfeng sighed slightly in his heart, he had a good personal relationship with Xie Moling, and Lianlianguan was also one of the few sects in Da'an Dynasty, there were many people with mixed thoughts, some people in Lianlianguan thought that Fan Chongfeng had disobeyed the sect's face, but they didn't look for reasons from themselves, and taught him Zhang Baoshun, a monk with poor conduct, still has the face to threaten those who expose the problem?

He looks down on those self-admired guys the most, why should he give them face?

"I can promise you that I will include you as the first batch of disciples of Xianlingguan, but there is one thing that you have to think about clearly. You are entangled with evil karma. After entering the gate, you must slowly dissipate your cultivation base. Then practice from scratch, recite scriptures and do homework diligently every day, and do more good deeds with the head of the mountain. Maybe ten years will allow you to clear away the dust in your mind, and use the luck of the sect to cleanse your bad karma. .”

"Disciple is willing, thank you Lord for pointing out the maze!"

Fan Chongfeng got up and bowed down, he was overjoyed, luck favored him, the bet was right.

The temple master proposed to let him practice his skills again. He had seen a similar suggestion in the library of the Daolu branch before. He had been a spy for nearly ten years, and countless souls died under his schemes and hands. Having committed too many evils, he decided to follow the Lord's instructions without hesitation.

He is tired of intrigue and fighting with people like that. He recites the scriptures in the blue lamp, and his fasting heart is dull. He is willing to return to the tranquility when he first worshipped the Taoist door.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, I wish you to rebuild the bones of inaction as soon as possible, so that you can taste the inexhaustible and clear state of mind."

Zhang Guanzhu stood up and helped the man who was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He didn't want this hard-working spy who had made countless contributions to the Daolu Academy to die with blood and tears.

Why didn't he make many contributions for the Daolu branch at the beginning, with little gain, and empathize with him. If he hadn't been lucky, rose rapidly, made many friends, and climbed out from the bottom, there would be no Xianling Guan sect today .

He greeted He Guangjun last night, and got a lot of information about Fan Chongfeng this morning.

He, the protector of the country, is the third most important figure after the Taoist supervisor and the great celestial master, and he still has this right.

He led the man who had taken off his mask and had scars on his face to the outside of the main hall, and waited until the head of the mountain, Yue Anyan, Zhao Zhu'er, the deacon in charge of the law, and all the first batch of disciples at the mountain gate came, the master of the temple, the head of the mountain, Yue Anyan , Zhao Zhu'er, and the deacon in charge of the law said a few words.

The crowd walked into the hall and held a simple disciple acceptance ceremony.

The head of the mountain registered Fan Chongfeng's name in the register, and asked Fan Chongfeng to burn three sticks of incense to worship the Taoist ancestor and master ancestor. From now on, Fan Chongfeng will be an official disciple of Xianling Temple.

Fan Chongfeng bowed solemnly to the spectator and went out with the deacon of the law and a group of disciples.

In the winter, the sun was shining lightly on his body, and it was warm. It was not until this moment that he felt relieved. He was the wind watcher in the Daolu branch, and he resigned after asking the watcher at that time.

Zhuang Yu looked at the ugly and disfigured man looking up at the sky with great interest.

He is well-informed and knows about the major events that happened in Zhoucheng a few days ago. The spy in front of him, who has been working in the wild for almost ten years and has not died, has taken down the Guanfeng envoy of the Daolu branch with the help of the "power" of the temple master. Du Tong Zhang Baoshun.

These two days he was collecting information about Fan Chongfeng, he heard that the man who won the lawsuit came to the sect with Lu Huan yesterday, unexpectedly became the same sect today.

Fate, he wants to live and chat with the spy.

"Senior Brother Fan, if you don't dislike it, the younger brother happens to have a human-skin mask on hand, which can be given to Senior Brother Fan to walk with a new look, so as not to scare a few senior sisters and juniors, don't you think?"

With a shy smile on Zhuang Yu's face, he greeted him politely. He was able to hide and run around in the wild for four years, escaping numerous pursuits by Da'an monks and Shanzawa Yexiu. What a talent.

Fan Chongfeng saw that the familiar aura of this apprentice was a kind of intuition as a colleague, he was not polite, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Junior Brother Zhuang, for sending charcoal in a timely manner, Fan will not be polite."

Take a wooden box with both hands.

No matter what the purpose of this kindness is, he will take it first.

Yan Jing looked at Fan Chongfeng's pitted and ugly face, she was not as inexperienced in battles as Qian Jing, and said: "It is said that when you advance to Jindan, you will have a chance to adjust your physical defects. Brother Fan, don't worry, there will be It’s a day to restore your appearance, before that, I can help you use medicine to smooth your face so that it can be easily fitted with a human skin mask.”

Fan Chongfeng clasped his hands and said, "I don't dare to address you as a senior brother. If you accept Senior Sister Yan's auspicious words, I will trouble Senior Sister Yan."

With his never-forgotten ability to recognize people, he had introduced it in the main hall before, and he remembered it.

He is more than ten years older than the Guanzhu, but in front of Yan Jing, a cultivator in the Freedom Realm, he dare not call himself a senior brother. This is a bit of etiquette.

Wei Jingjie, the deacon in charge of the law, glanced at Zhuang Yu, warned Yan bad boy not to cause trouble, and said to Fan Chongfeng: "Let's go to the law-law hall to have a chat, and I will take you to get your ID card and a pair of robes later, and arrange a residence in the yard." .”

"Yes, Deacon in charge, please!"

The news that Xianling Temple had accepted a new disciple spread on the same day.

The temple master, Shan Zhang, Yue Anyan, and Zhao Zhu'er walked into the side hall, Zhao Zhu'er began to boil tea, and the three of them listened to the temple master taking out a stack of files to introduce Fan Chongfeng's past, Lin Lin always talked for about a quarter of an hour, and the mountain chief slapped the table angrily: "Shameless, Taoist scum!"

"Yes, he is being secretly threatened by someone now. I can't sit idly by, so I accept him as a disciple of Xianlingguan, and do something that should be done. I didn't discuss it with you in advance. Please forgive me!"

Zhang Guanzhu smiled and cupped his hands.

Zhao Zhu'er curled his lips, the temple master accepts a disciple, does it need to work hard?There must be something important to talk about, so he urged: "Monastery Master, don't go around in circles, I have to go back to Qingzheng other courtyard to get busy."

Zhang Guanzhu stretched out his hand halfway, and retracted it. He used to rub the girl's head in the medicine shop in Luosha Lake town. He had to change his habit. He took out the map of the mine location, handed it to the head of the mountain, and said, "Fan Chongfeng's apprentice Li, a spar mine."

The head of the mountain was stunned for a moment, then took the blueprint and smiled very facelessly.

"Too heavy! Too sensible!"

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(End of this chapter)