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Start with Ageless Youthful Art Chapter 55

2022-03-09

Chapter 55 when the sandpiper and the clam fight each other 【Subscribe, 55】

Early the next day, Jingyue sent Sect Master Received a letter from the monk Puzhi.

After only a cursory glance, the Sect Master knew that the matter was of great importance, and did not dare to make a decision without permission, and hurriedly sent someone to invite a few Sect elders.

Not long after, except for the six serving in the army, the remaining three Grandmasters gathered together.

"What Monk Puzhi said, what do the Martial Uncles think about it?"

Passing the letters one by one, Fang Chengding looked at the three Martial Uncles with a solemn expression.

The three of them looked at each other and suddenly said to each other with a smile.

"Monk Puzhi mainly proposes to set things right, to take down the second king of Ningtan with us, and to plead guilty to Emperor Jing'an, wouldn't it be in the mind of Sect Master!"

Chuan Gong Elder caressed Beard said with a smile.

"It's very, very, very, the old man is still worried that he can't find an excuse to approach the bald donkeys, but the result is good, they came to the door by themselves!"

Treasurer Elder He also stretched his brows and jokingly brought the tea cup to his mouth.

"Sect Master is worried that Dingchan Temple has also received an order, and plans to make a profit from my Jingyue disciples?"

I read the letter several times over and over again, or Law Enforcement With a keen mind, Elder immediately figured out what was wrong, and turned to ask Fang Chengding.

"To be honest with Elder Liu, Cheng Ding is worried about whether this will be Emperor Jing'an's plan to drive away wolves and want to harm us when the sandpiper and the clam fight each other, he is so easy As blowing off dust, destroy the two factions."

Fang Chengding sighed softly and expressed his concerns to Elder.

The main hall fell into a dead silence.

"Ai, it's Emperor Jing'an who really has ulterior motives. Up to now, Sect Master, do you still trust the monks at Dingchan Temple!"

Law Enforcement Elder twitched his white beard , pondering for a moment Wu said with a bitter smile.

That's right, even if the Jingyue faction can't be taken by the emperor, who can guarantee that the monks in Dingchan Temple will not be stabbed in the back in order to save their lives?

Since they began to compromise with Emperor Jing'an, this naked conspiracy has already taken effect.

Thinking about the hurdles, even the usually optimistic Elder, suddenly became taciturn.

"He's his mother, I knew it would not be the opposite. Who would have known that King Ning was actually a silver-like pewter head, and it was not useful!"

Treasurer Elder He slammed the table sharply and shook the tea cup into powder three or four inches apart. This was the result of his conscious restraint.

Everyone is regretful.

If it wasn't for Emperor Jing'an being too tight, and King Jianlu being too trashy back then, they mistakenly thought that rebelling was as easy as drinking water.

"Forget it, there is no room for the arrow to turn back. Since everyone has done this, it is useless to regret it."

"The ruler wants the subject to die, and the subject will die. You have to die, Sect Master, hurry up and pick up a batch of good seedlings, bring the soft ones and hide far away, I just hope that our old bones and the head of the bald donkey of Dingchan Temple can be exchanged for the emperor's forgiveness."

At this time, Law Enforcement Elder thought about it instead.

Instead of cranking it up here, it's better for these old bastards to play their residual heat.

The whole family died in battle, only three melons and two dates were left, and even three hundred years of foundations were handed over to the emperor, so the emperor would not kill to the last one!

"Elder Yang!"

Hearing that the Law Enforcement Elder was determined to die, Fang Chengding gritted his teeth, and finally did not persuade him any more.

"Chengding arranged this, let Guan Sun and the two Junior Brothers bring the elite disciple to the door and go out to take refuge."

Bloodshot eyes, Fang Chengding jumped from the chair. He sat up and gave a deep bow to the three Elders.

"Don't bring too many unnecessary things. Since it is a clear ambition, you must show the determination of a strong man to break his wrist. At that time, the worse my Jingyue faction is, the greater the probability of the emperor letting go."

"One more thing to keep in mind, don't seek revenge on the Imperial Court. In the future, if you can become an official in the court, you can become an official in the court. The first priority is to carry forward the Jingyue faction again."

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"Otherwise, our old bastards will die!"

The thin five fingers gripped Fang Chengding's arm like iron claws.

Until he walked out of the main hall, Fang Chengding's ears still echoed the advice of the Law Enforcement Elder.

Not long after, a team of more than 20 people quietly left from the mountainside, with a large package and a small package, obviously planning to make a long journey.

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On the other hand, the Six Grandmasters of the Jingyue faction who served in the army received the Sect Master's Codex. As for the plan of the three Law Enforcement Elders, there are naturally some who support and some who oppose it.

There is always a chance of luck, and I feel that Emperor Jing'an does not have the courage to fire and lose nearly 20 Grandmasters at one time.

But no matter what, the heads of the bald donkeys at Dingchan Temple were taken by them this time.

Bozhou Dingchan Temple, located in the east of Shuo Kingdom, is an ancient temple with a history of more than 400 years.

In the past, Emperor Taizu vie for supremacy of the world, Dingchan Temple contributed a lot, and Taizu even promised it with 10,000 mu of fertile land. Three hundred years later, it has reached its peak.

"The incense in the shadow hall lasts for a long time, and it deserves more people to come to worship."

It is precisely the incense that is prosperous in this temple.

There is a huge Dingchan Temple, with tens of thousands of monks, great halls one by one, and Little Monk, who offers incense to Buddha Bodhisattva every morning.

The allusions to the race to light the lights come from this.

In the autumn, there are thousands of monks who go to the countryside to urge rent. Ninety percent of the farmers living in the vicinity are tenant farmers of Dingchan Temple.

There was once a Bozhou prefect who joked: "Where is the Dingchan Temple in the Bozhou Prefecture? According to this official, it should be the Bozhou Prefecture in the Dingchan Temple!"

In the eyes of Bozhou people, the Dingchan Temple is still standing despite the change of dynasty and surname.

However, on this day, the huge temple ushered in a disaster.

Nearly ten Grandmasters from the outer Gang came to the door with Disciple, the doorman, and the monk Puzhi, who was standing outside the main entrance to welcome the guests, realized that something was wrong, but before he gave a warning, he was attacked by two Grandmasters. Fu corpse on the spot.

Didn't expect the Grandmaster of the Jingyue Sect to be so decisive, Dingchan Temple was killed completely unprepared for a while, and even a series of prepared methods could not be used.

Knowing that they were at a disadvantage in numbers and that a fierce battle was not a long-term solution, the Grandmaster of Jingyue sent at first to target the outer powerhouse of Dingchan Temple.

At least six or seven Grandmasters have fallen on the field, but time it takes to burn a stick of incense.

It is usually enough to support a Peak expert of an Aristocratic Family, but at this moment their lives are as low as grass.

blood splashed On the merciful face of the Buddha statue, the auspicious cloud of white jade relief was cut off.

The allies who fought side by side in the past are now facing each other with swords, vowing to decide between life and death.

And just less than two miles away from Dingchan Temple, more than a thousand fully armed elite riders in white robes, ferocious-looking, are ready to go.

The cold winter wind is piercing the bone-chilling chill, and they are like a volcano about to erupt, and the imposing manner as thick as a mountain is a killing intent like a rolling heat wave.

Only waiting for the order of the leader of the generals to completely wipe the Dingchan Temple from the Dashuo map!

Sorry, sorry, the fifth shift was delayed until the second day. There is one more update today, and three more tomorrow. During this time, I will try my best to maintain three updates a day to make up for my previous mistakes.

(end of this chapter)