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Chapter 1505 Zhishan presides over

According to Lu Wanrou's previous decision, Ling Yun was invited to replace Lu Pingsheng. Feng Yun Yuyan, Li Shuo, and Ling Yun represented the Lu family and assisted Hang Si in presiding over the competition.

"But after all, he is not from our Lu family, and he has a cooperative relationship with Gongsun Wuya. Can you trust it? I'm afraid your uncle Shan won't agree to this, right?"

Lu Pingsheng said in a deep voice.

Lu Wanrou made this decision, but she hasn't told the host Hangsi yet?

"I will obey Uncle Shan."

Lu Wanrou said very confidently.

"Okay, as long as you can obey your good uncle, we have no objection. I think your good uncle should come here in a few days."

Lu Pingshun nodded and said.

The abbot of Hang Temple is the adopted son of the old man of the Lu family. Although he is not a member of the Lu family, his status in the Lu family is second only to the old man of the Lu family.

Host Hang rarely comes to the Lu family, but this once-in-a-thousand-year host election is very important to him, so he will definitely come in person. One is to visit the old man of the Lu family, and the two are discussing the candidates to be sent by the Lu family.

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Master Zhishan came to the Lu family with Zen master Zhishan. Every time he arrived, the first thing he would do was visit the old man of the Lu family in the deep residence of the Lu family.

"Amitabha, how are the two donors?"

Zhishan came to the Lu family, and after visiting the old man of the Lu family, he went to pay homage to Li Shuo. Lu Pingshun and Lu Pingsheng learned that he had come out to visit the old man, so they rushed to find him.

"President Zhishan, long time no see."

Lu Pingshun looked a little excited when he saw Zhishan. Although Zhishan was only the adopted son of the old man of the Lu family, he regarded the people of the Lu family as close relatives.

In the past, the uncle of the Lu family, Lu Wanrou's father, had the best relationship with him, followed by Lu Pingshun.

However, Zhishan became a monk and became the abbot of the Hang Temple. Naturally, when you see him, you have to follow the courtesy. No matter how friendly you are, you have to hold back.

"Amitabha. Pingshun, you have aged much."

Zhishan said with a slight smile.

"Hehe, I just have a lot of hair, and some of it is white. Host Zhishan is older than me. If you hadn't had no hair, I guess half of it would be white."

Lu Pingshun joked.

"Ha ha"

Zhishan, who was standing next to Zhishan, immediately laughed after hearing this.

"Zen Master Zhishan, you seem to be about the same."

"Amitabha, a poor monk has nothing to fear!"

Zhishan clasped his hands together and smiled.

"Sigh. The last time I came here, you, me, and Donor Li had a long talk under the moonlight, but now that we are back, we are separated by yin and yang. What a shame!"

Zhishan turned around and looked at Li Shuo's mourning hall. As the uncle of the Lu family, Li Shuo naturally had a very good relationship with him. Every time Li Shuo learned that Zhishan was coming to the Lu family, he would rush back all the way.

"Amitabha. Donor Li's reputation as True Immortal Wuli was very famous in the Xuanzi area in the past. Unexpectedly! By the way, Donor Pingshun, Donor Li is in trouble this time. I wonder who else the Lu family can send to Hang Temple!

"

Zhishan also sighed for a while. But the dead are gone, but the living still have to face reality! If the problems before them are not solved now, I am afraid that more people will die in the future.

"I am one of them. There is also Uncle Fengyu. As for the old man, I'm afraid I can't take action anymore."

Lu Pingsheng opened his mouth with a sigh and sincere expression on his face.

The old man of the Lu family is recognized as one of the most powerful men in the Xuanzi area. It was the old man of the Lu family who made a strong move, and together with Feng Yuyunyan and Li Shuo, they helped Zhishan win the chance to be re-elected.

Now the old man of the Lu family is old and his life is approaching. If he takes action forcefully, he may not survive.

"Amitabha, the old man is almost exhausted. If it were not for the Buddha's relics, he would have passed away hundreds of years ago. Now he naturally has more than enough ambition, but not enough power."

Apart from the storm and clouds, only Zhishan knows about the situation of the old man of the Lu family, not even Lu Wanrou.

"Ah! What. Old man, he..."

"this!"

The two brothers Lu Pingshun and Lu Pingsheng were both shocked when they heard this. Mr. Lu is the Lu family's magic needle. If he is gone, what will the Lu family do in the future?

Even the relationship with Zhishan will fade a lot, right?

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't care about gains and losses, but the old man has the kindness to regenerate the poor monk. If the poor monk loses his position as the host, then the relics will definitely be taken back. For the old man, the poor monk cannot afford to lose. The Lu family

Who is the third choice!"

Zhishan is open-minded about everything and can let go of everything, but he can't let go of the old man of the Lu family. Because he is an orphan, he was looked down upon all the time until he met the old man of the Lu family. He saved him and also gave him a favor.

It gave him a chance to have a full meal.

In his life, Mr. Lu was like his biological father.

This is also the main reason why he insists on hosting Hangji Temple.

"Sword God Pavilion, Lingyun."

Lu Pingshun said solemnly. Knowing the situation of the old man of the Lu family, he suddenly felt extremely heavy, and he did not dare to neglect this matter.

"Who is Ling Yun!"

Zhishan asked. He had always lived in Hang Temple to study Buddhism and didn't know much about outside things.

"Amitabha, Sword God Pavilion, aren't they cooperating with Gongsun Wuya? How could you ask him for help?"
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