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After seeing that he had just read it, Long Kong said that the first thing had been accomplished. He immediately knew that the leader of the Demon Sect really had the ability to remember everything he saw. He just watched it for a moment, and he probably remembered all the prescriptions in his heart.

He was more shocked and bowed to Yang Yi and said, "My grandson, tough and upright in the temple, my three disciples, had left the Western Regions thirty years ago and moved into the Central Plains. From then on, there was little news."

Long Kong sighed and said, "The person who said the leader who crushed Wudang Yu Daiyan's joints should be done by my three children. Among them, the Kung-eye refines the Vajra Palm, and practices both internally and externally. Only the Kung-Wu Dawei's Great Vajra Finger is far beyond the monks in our temple. The one who starts should be Kung-Wu."

Yang Yi said: "The three of them have never come back in the past few years?"

Long Kong said: "I came back once ten years ago and stole a few boxes of ointments, and then I never turned around."

Yang Yi nodded and said, "So, you can't get the murderer?"

Long Kong said: "I can't hand over it!"

Yang Yi said: "Okay, since that's the case, I won't be difficult for you. Let's continue to talk about the third thing."

The third thing Yang Yi said before was to ask the disciples of Vajra Temple to not be able to compete with the Mongol Yuan in the future, but to only assist the Han Dynasty.

Now that I asked, Long Kong naturally had to have an answer. He pondered: "My martial arts in Vajra Temple were passed down from the Shaolin of the Central Plains. We should not use this skill to harm the people of the Central Plains. It is not necessary to restrict the disciples of the disciples not to serve the Mongol Yuan. It is just..." He looked embarrassed, "It's just that once the disciples in my temple leave the temple to make a living, it is difficult to restrain..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yi interrupted and said, "It's okay, you can't restrain it, so let me, Ming Cult, restrain it!" Yang Yi looked at Long Kong. "Old monk, if you have achieved success in your Vajra Temple's disciples in the future, then let them join the Ming Cult, and control food, accommodation, and murder, which is exactly the same as the tastes of the disciples in your temple!"

Long Kong, Nagarjuna and Long Xiang looked at each other a few times. They were forced to do anything and had to nod and agree: "Just rely on the leader's order!"

Yang Yi laughed, "That's good! After a few ****s, you will enter the Central Plains to do things. These eighteen Vajras and Rigidity, Gangyuan, and Ting is like a few people, so I will be my guard!"

Long Kong said: "Yes!"

Yang Yi said: "Tell them that in ten days, we will get along with me outside Yumen Pass!"

Long Kong's heart dripped blood, but he didn't dare to object, and said, "Yes!"

Yang Yi stared at Long Kong's eyes: "I don't want to come here for the second time!"

Long Kong's body trembled and said, "There will definitely not be a second trip!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's best! It's not too late, so I dare not delay a few evening classes, so I'll say goodbye!"

Long Kong, Nagarjuna, and Long Xiang bent down together: "Greatly send me the master!"

Yang Yi laughed and said repeatedly: "It's disrespectful! It's disrespectful! Ahhaha..."

He strides forward, laughing and walking. He quickly walked down the mountainside and disappeared from Long Kong and others' sight.

Knowing that Yang Yi and others could no longer be seen, Long Kong, Long Xiang and Nagarjuna returned to the temple with great worries.

On the way back, Long looked at Long Kong and said, "Senior Brother, do you really want to hand over the children in the temple to the devil lord?"

Long Kong said: "If you don't give it to this time, I'm afraid you may not have a chance if you want to give it to it!"

Long Xiang was silent for a long time and said, "Gang Xiang, Gang Zheng, Gang Wu, do the three children really ignore them?"

Long Kong sighed, "Can you care?"

Long Xiang burst into tears at the corner of his eyes: "I pity my three children, who are of few martial arts qualifications in the world, and have surpassed the ancestors in their entirety. They are actually a martial arts genius in my temple for less than a hundred years. If I just let go, I..." He choked and said, "How can I bear to give up!"

Long Kong looked gloomy and shouted, "Why are you crying? You are reluctant to let it go, can I just let it go?" He glanced around a few times, as if he was afraid that someone would listen, "You have also seen the power of the Demon Sect leader just now. Do you think my temple can stop him?"

"The people of the Demon Sect have always been cruel and ruthless. If this surname is Yang, how long do you think our little Vajra Sect will last?"

Long Xiang's body was shocked and sobbed, "Although the reason is so, how can I bear it! I pity my decades of hard work, it will inevitably be ruined and it will be ruined..." Long Xiang, who was in his seventies or eighties, started to cry.

Long Kong was upset by his crying. He knew that although this junior brother had high skills, his heart was weak. He was in his seventies and eighties, and his eyes were still shallow. He cursed: "Pustules! I know how to cry! Gangwu and others are all cheap beasts! As a martial arts master, I don't do good things, but I insist on being a dog. I'm not to be a pussy!"

Long Xiang begged: "Senior brother, at least give the children a way out!"

Seeing that he was so sad, Long Kong was a brother of his decades with him, and his heart was weakened, and said, "Tomorrow, I will write them a letter to tell them what happened today, whether to escape or stay, attack or defend, it is up to them to decide whether to decide whether to attack or defend!"

Long Xiangxi said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior brother!"

Long Kong sighed, "What's the use of thanking me? I just hope that Gangxiang and others will know that they are powerful and avoid this Demon Lord as soon as possible."

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When Yang Yi, Zhou Dian and others returned to the top of Guangming, they had already left Vajra Temple three days later.

Yang Xiao welcomed them to the living room and looked at Zhou Dian: "Brother Zhou, how are you doing this?"

Zhou Dian's back and arms were still scarred. On the way back to the main hall, he kept scolding. When he saw Yang Xiao asking, he glared: "There is something that the leader in the world can't handle? Damn, I didn't expect that in this Western Region, there were so many masters in the small Vajra Sect!"

He looked at Yang Xiao and cursed: "They are just under our noses. They have been building temples for hundreds of years. There are many experts in the sect, but we have no idea about them. Do you all grow up eating shit?"

Seeing that he was excited, the smell of injury medicine came out on his body, Yang Xiao asked softly to Zhang Zhong: "Brother Zhang, what's going on?"

The iron-crown Taoist Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "This matter is a long story, and it cannot be explained clearly in just one word. I said, Yang Zuozeng, the leader, has been sitting here for a long time. Why did you even bring a cup of tea?"

Yang Yi was writing at this time. Hearing this, he looked up and said, "Tea? It's good, Yang Zuo, come a few bowls of tea to quench his thirst!"

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "How can the leader come here without tea? I am Guangmingding, Qidian Thirteen Cliffs, and there are also several old tea trees, especially Yunxue Tea, which sits halfway up the waist of Wangfeng Peak, which is a treasure in the world. After stir-frying, the tea leaves are like silver slices, smelling them without smell, and the fragrance is fragrant. Brewing six or seven times in a row, the tea fragrance is still strong."

At this time, Yang Yi had finished writing the prescription for the Heiyu Intermittent Paste and handed the prescription to Yang Xiao: "Oh, there is such a good tea? I want to taste it! Yang Zuozun, collect more medicinal materials in this prescription for future needs."

Yang Xiao took the prescription and bowed and said, "Yes!"

He put the prescription in his arms and smiled and said, "It's just that this tea needs to be brewed three times, which is the best time to drink it." Speaking of this, Yang Xiao said, "It should be almost done now!"

Zhou Dian said: "What's the matter?"

Yang Yi's nose moved and smiled and said, "Of course, it's almost done with tea!"

Yang Xiao stroked his palm and said, "It's still the leader who is wise!"

Zhou Dian said: "Single!"

Yang Xiao's expression remained unchanged and he didn't care.

At this time, a tinging sound rang out. Yang Xiao's daughter Yang Buhui and a little maid with crooked mouths and squinted eyes with iron chains and walked in with a tea tray.

Zhou Dian looked at the little maid beside Yang Buhui and fussed: "Damn, why are there such an ugly little maid in your family? Is this tea also made by her? I have no appetite at all now!"

Yang Buhui snorted: "Although this ugly monster looks ugly, he still has the ability to make tea and cook, otherwise he would have killed it with one sword!"

Zhou Dianqi said, "Huh? Why do you want to kill her? It's not her fault to be ugly. Although I feel a little disgusting when I look at it, I won't kill her."

Zhang Zhong also said: "Why did you use the black iron chain to lock her? Oh, the black iron chain sounds so pleasant and crisp, and it keeps ringing as soon as it moves. Are you afraid that she will secretly slander someone?"

Yang Yi saw that this little maid was fourteen or fifteen years old, her hands and feet were handcuffed by long iron chains, and she looked crooked and squinted. She was extremely ugly. But when she looked closely, she found that although her face was distorted, her skin was better than snow, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her eyes were as pale as blue as clear water, and her nose was elegant and upright. Any of these facial features were taken out alone, which was far better than that of ordinary women.

Yang Yi saw her looking at Zhou Dian with fear in her eyes, waved and smiled, "Little girl, come here, I want to try your tea art skills!"

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Chapter completed!