Weird Recovery: After Signing In For Ten Years, I Went Down To Collect Demons

Chapter 82: Not Even a Taoist Priest

Before the man had finished speaking, a Buddha’s name suddenly came out outside.

“Amitābha! Ye Fan donors certainly have this qualification!”

As soon as everyone heard this voice, they quickly got up, ready to go out to meet, where there is no time to care about Taoist Maoshan.

Ye Fan really did not expect that what Maoshan had in exchange for the annihilation of the entire army would turn out to be an overpowering and wanton mockery among these people!

Become a killer among these people!

Become a fool among these people!

At this time, he only felt that his heart hurts, and he felt lost.

He didn’t know whether he wanted to do all this for such a group of white-eyed wolves.

Obviously the world has reached the key to the survival of the crisis, but these people, for their own purposes, went to such a place to hold such a meaningless meeting.

Ye Fan didn’t know how many of the so-called high-ranking monks and Taoist leaders sitting in it were really here for the purpose of slaying demons and slaying demons.

He only knew that it was not his Master and senior brother who should die, it should be this group of people, this group of white-eyed wolves who don’t know good or bad, Damn it!

Before he knew it, Ye Fan fell into a magic barrier.

Ye Fan’s eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth murmured: “The damn is not from my Maoshan! The damn is you!”

At this critical moment, a big hand rested on his shoulder.

“Ye Fan donor, you have to think carefully!”

“Once you shoot, you will never look back!”

Ye Fan slowly turned his head and looked at him. An old monk with a kind face was looking at him kindly.

The old monk did not directly stop Ye Fan, but gave Ye Fan the right to choose.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha, or fall into Devil Dao arbitrarily, everything is only a difference in his thoughts!

Ye Fan hesitated for a long time, slowly raised the gun in his hand, fired more than ten shots at the ceiling in a row, until the bullets in the gun were all shot, he had not stopped pulling the trigger.

Ye Fan slowly lowered his hands until the little Taoist priest gently pulled the corner of his clothes.

He put down Smith Krone, arranged the crooked tie for him, and then threw away the empty gun in his hand.

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Zhang Gongqing looked at the old monk and then at the back of Ye Fan’s departure.

After several struggles, he walked up to the old monk cupped fist and said, “Master Kukai! Please forgive me for being rude!”

After speaking, he said to Zhang Gongling and the little Taoist: “Let’s go!”

After the three of Zhang Gongqing left, everyone reacted.

In particular, Smith Krone, as a historian’s Young Master, has never been so embarrassed since he was a child!

He immediately said to the ten bodyguards: “What the hell are you doing? Don’t hurry up to chase after him! Chase that kid back, and Daddy will break him into pieces!”

The ten bodyguards were about to chase them out immediately, but the little monk jumped and blocked the door.

The old monk slowly opened his mouth and said, “Amitābha! Donor Shi, you have to forgive and forgive!”

Although Skron was very unwilling in his heart, since Master Kukai had spoken, he had no choice but to give up!

“Listen to Master Kukai!”

After all the dust settled, Kukai looked up at everyone.

Those ‘high monks’ and ‘dao masters’ all showed embarrassment.

So many people from Dashanmen and the martial arts were taken hostage by a little Taoist priest from Maoshan who had already fallen and almost died.

Speaking out, I am afraid it will become a big joke.

Kong Hai ignored them, but confessed to the little monk beside him: “Reboot! Go and follow Ye Fan’s donor!”

“Yes! Master!”

After speaking, rebooting slowly walked out of the venue.

Only then did Kukai stepped up to his seat and said to everyone: “Amitābha! Please come back to your own seat! Our Buddhist and Taoist exchange meeting is about to begin!”

At this time, a man with the appearance of a host came to the stage and said in a loud voice: “Now! I announce! The 20th Buddhism and Taoism Exchange Conference officially begins!”

“The first theme of the conference is: the establishment of the Demon Slayer Alliance and the election of the leader of the alliance!”

…

Zhang Gongqing and the three of them rushed to catch up with Ye Fan after seven or eight streets.

I saw Zhang Gongqing panting and said: “Heavenly Master! Why don’t you wait for us?”

Ye Fan said blankly, “Are you not afraid of being implicated if you follow me?”

“I’m pooh!” Zhang Gongqing said with a sip: “Afraid of a fart!”

“Who has I been afraid of in Longhushan for thousands of years? His grandmother, if you knew what shit was going to participate in this shit Buddhist and Taoist exchange meeting, these dogs!”

“Even if the eighth lifted the sedan chair to lift daddy, daddy would not come!”

Ye Fan stared at Zhang Gongqing fiercely, and Zhang Gongqing said with a guilty conscience: “Heavenly Master! What are you doing looking at me like this? It makes me panic!”

The corner of Ye Fan’s mouth raised slightly, “Do you know what kind of image you were in my heart before?”

Zhang Gongqing shook his head and said, “I don’t know!”

Ye Fan said lightly: “Crouching Dragon and Phoenix!”

Zhang Gongqing was overjoyed and said: “Really? Am I so perfect in the heart of the heavenly master?”

As a result, the little Taoist ridiculed: “Brother! The Wolong and Phoenix chicks in the words of the heavenly master refer to the mentally retarded!”

“Huh?” Zhang Gongqing looked at Ye Fan with a grieved expression, hoping to get a different answer from him.

But Ye Fan nodded very seriously and said, “The little guy is right! I looked at you before, and I really think you are mentally retarded!”

Zhang Gongqing’s heart was instantly choked, and he didn’t expect that he was such an image in Ye Fan’s heart.

However, Ye Fan turned around and said with a smile: “However, I found that I was wrong before! And it was a big mistake!”

“You, Zhang Gongqing! And Zhang Gongling and the little guy, I would like to recognize you as real Taoist priests!”

The three of them were obviously not so happy about Ye Fan’s praise.

Zhang Gongqing said embarrassingly: “Tianshi! Yuan… It turns out that we were in your heart before, not even Taoist priests!”

Ye Fanbai glanced at the three of them and said, “You don’t think that you can be considered a Taoist priest by learning a little Taoism with your back against a mountain gate, right?”

“Your understanding of the word’Taoist’ is too shallow, right?”

The three of them laughed awkwardly again.

Obviously, they didn’t quite understand what Ye Fan meant.

Ye Fan nodded slightly and said meaningfully: “The word’Taoist’ is definitely not a simple title!”

When the three of them saw Ye Fan suddenly become so deep, they seemed to understand the meaning of Ye Fan’s words.

“Heavenly Master! Although I am a bit stupid, Zhang Gongqing doesn’t quite understand what you mean. But I always feel that I will understand it sooner or later with you!”

Zhang Gongling and the little Taoist also nodded to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan sighed and said: “Don’t say it’s you, even me, I haven’t fully understood the meaning of these two words until now!”

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little depressed, Zhang Gongqing came out to jokingly said: “Tianshi! Don’t think about it so much, just do whatever you want?”

“Let me say that the performance of the Heavenly Master today is simply a model for our generation!”

“Have you all seen it? Those guys were all green at the time!”

Originally, everyone deliberately didn’t mention this matter along the way, just because they were worried that Ye Fan felt uncomfortable.

After all, his actions today are equivalent to putting himself and all the gates and monasteries on the opposite side.

Even if it is described as the enemy of the world, it is not an exaggeration.

As a result, which pot does Zhang Gongqing open and which pot to mention!