‘Lonely Wutong’ is exactly the interior wonder of Zen Master Loneliness.
This is also the first time I have seen Li Chen.
Unexpectedly, he was entangled by a red snake just now. In the blink of an eye, the power between the enemy and ourselves was reversed!
A flash of horror flashed through Venerable Chi Lian's beautiful eyes. In an instant, he suppressed his emotions again, raised his red lips, and his whole body was leaning against the lonely Zen Master.
"Ouch, great monk, you pinched me so much~"
Completely ignoring Venerable Chi Lian's pretentiousness, Zen Master Lonely put away the water spirit jade, and actually rolled up half of Venerable Chi Lian's sleeves in full view of everyone.
Venerable Chi Lian's eyes flashed with shame, but the monk's strength was so great that he could not break free.
[Thief monk! I will kill you!]
Although she has practiced charm since she was a child and behaves wildly, she is actually clean and self-reliant. Others are bitten by the red snake before they can get close to her.
Never before have I been so embarrassed.
Although he was angry in his heart, his face remained as usual: "Oh, Master, you are so impatient."
As soon as these words came out, the monks around him laughed at him.
"Hey, this monk from Sesshou Temple is a bit informal."
But who knew that Zen Master Loneliness was not affected at all, he just looked at the red plum blossoms on the forearm of Venerable Chi Lian and froze in place.
"Your family name is Mei?"
When Venerable Chi Lian heard this, his eyes dodged and his face turned pale: "Monk, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
After saying that, he waved a palm directly towards Zen Master Loneliness. The wind in this palm was filled with smoke, and the smoke turned blue, which looked very poisonous.
Lonely Zen Master sighed softly, immediately let go of the other person, waved his sleeves, fanned away the poisonous smoke, took a step back, and took a deep look at the other person: "Amitabha."
"Good, good, good."
【Finally found you.】
[Master’s spirit in heaven should be able to rest in peace.]
Venerable Chi Lian snorted coldly, turned around and left without looking back.
On the contrary, Jing Conling, who was behind her, looked puzzled.
[How did this monk know that the master’s surname was Mei!!!]
Her beautiful eyes turned around, and she couldn't help but meet Lichen's eyes: there is adultery!!!
The two people’s gossip souls are burning.
At this time, the boat on the lakeside turned into nineteen streaks of light, streaking across the sky, and all appeared on the island in the center of the lake.
"Hahaha."
"Little monk, we meet again."
But it was Ke Chengye who took the lead.
He had previously asked his subordinate Zhao Mo to try out Li Chen's skills, but he didn't know him well.
"Amitabha."
"The young monk Lichen has met Lord Ke."
No matter what, you still have to be polite.
Ke Chengye held his hands up: "Hey, Buddhists don't have to be so polite."
"Today's Master really opened our eyes!"
"From now on, let's see who can underestimate me, the Southern Xinjiang monk!"
In recent hundreds of years, southern Xinjiang has been weak.
In every Eight Wastelands Conference, Southern Xinjiang is almost always at the bottom.
The Bahuang artifact has not been transferred to southern Xinjiang for many years.
The Eight Desolate Artifacts can suppress luck, and where they are, there will be auspiciousness from heaven and full of vitality.
For so many years, Southern Xinjiang has been ranked low, and naturally there is no artifact to suppress it. The luck in the corresponding territory is unstable and the resources must be wasted.
A vicious cycle is formed.
Therefore, the Nineteenth City Lord is so eager to sign peach and plum contracts with various sects, and it also has another meaning for next year's Eight Wastelands Conference.
The Bahuang Conference is held every ten years, and next year is the time to hold it.
The wonders of Li Chen are extraordinary and can be regarded as a shot in the arm for the Nineteenth City Lord of Southern Xinjiang.
Ke Chengye shook up the black scales on his body and said loudly to the monks from all over southern Xinjiang: "Now that the secret realm of Wanhe has been closed, it is time to sign the contract."
"Please bring out the water spirit jade."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the talented disciples looked at each other, and finally they all looked at Li Chen.
What water spirit jade?
Not even a hair!
Li Chen was a little embarrassed to be seen by everyone, so he subconsciously took out a piece.
Ke Chengye's face was filled with joy, and he was about to reach out to take it, but was stopped by a pair of big hands.
"Alas, I'm talking about Ke Heizi, don't you follow martial ethics?"
"As long as I, Lao Yan, am here, don't even think about killing the Sasho Temple."
Ke Chengye's heart sank. He was not afraid of any of the city lords of the Nineteenth City, but he was afraid of Crazy Yan in front of him.
He is just a reckless man.
If you are in a hurry, you can do anything.
At this time, Lu Fenggao walked up to Qi Gaohan and wondered: "That's it?"
Qi Gaohan smiled sarcastically: "Ahem, I was unlucky this time. As soon as I entered the secret realm, I encountered a full moon."
"The fish scale house appears directly."
"The entire river in the secret realm is attracted by the fish scale house, and there is no time to look for the water spirit stone."
Speaking of this, Qi Gaohan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
When the city lords heard this, they couldn't help but feel shocked.
Water spirit jade is something that suppresses rivers.
Without Shui Ling Jade to suppress it, rivers would easily overflow.
Especially in a desolate frontier place like Nanjiangbin, where everything depends on the weather, without water and jade, there are so many rivers in southern Xinjiang. Once the rainy season hits, the consequences are unimaginable.
Are we going to welcome a disaster year?
"Woe, woe!"
"Without Shuiling Jade, our southern border is in danger!"
"There are many mountains and rivers in southern Xinjiang. Once a flood occurs, the people will suffer!"
It has been recorded in history that before the emergence of the Wanhe Secret Realm, southern Xinjiang would turn into a Zeguo during the rainy season.
The floods are continuous and there is no harvest.
The people were displaced and starved to death everywhere.
Until later, the Emperor of Zhou not only worshiped heaven and earth, but also invited the secret realm of Wanhe to this place to suppress it.
This finally brought southern Xinjiang back to life.
Now that there is no Shui Ling Jade, will Southern Xinjiang turn into Zeguo again?
At this time, Lu Fenggao looked at Li Chen subconsciously: "Is this the only one?"
Li Chen smiled "hehe".
The next moment.
Wow~
Blue water jade pieces are stacked on the ground, like a hill.
"Okay, okay!"
"The Shasheng Temple is really my lucky star in southern Xinjiang!"
The city lords were overjoyed. Seeing so many water jade, they no longer have to worry about flooding in southern Xinjiang.
But Lu Fenggao suddenly smiled and said: "The flood problem can be solved, but how should we distribute so many water jade?"
"Is it possible that all the nineteen cities in southern Xinjiang have signed peach and plum contracts with Shasheng Temple?"
Li Chen smiled slightly: "Lord City Lord Lu has promoted me. I, the Shasheng Temple, have self-awareness and dare not sign a contract with the Nineteenth City at the same time."
Having said this, Li Chen deliberately remained silent.
At this time, Yan Lifu suddenly came out of the crowd and said in a loud voice: "Haha!"
"Lu Zi, you don't have to worry about this.
Since these Shui Ling Jade were obtained by killing Buddha’s disciples, the distribution will naturally be decided by the killing temple!”
When Li Chen heard this, he couldn't help but cast a grateful look: This Lord of Yan City is definitely not as reckless as he seems on the surface.
Yan Lifu looks rough but is extremely thoughtful.
At this time, he jumped out to speak for Sesshōji because he wanted to leave a good impression on Sesshōji.
The last time Li Chen clashed with Zhao Mo, the black scale army of Shangyang City, it was the Lord of Yan City who came to the rescue.
As soon as these words came out, the island was silent.
But at this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the crowd: "I object!"
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