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Chapter 111 Master Fire Toad

 Bu Qingyun’s eyes were cold and he was panting.

Beside him, Bu Hengqiu had been beaten to death by him.

Even Situ Fang, who has always protected his shortcomings, did not dare to stop him at this time.

There is no other reason. The secret of the ‘Confused Buddha Relics’ is a taboo in Qinghong Villa. Even Paramount does not know this secret.

If this news spreads, Qinghong Villa will be pushed to the forefront.

If you are not careful, you may be wiped out.

There is no way, the common man is not guilty of carrying the jade.

Bu Qingyun let out a long sigh, how wonderful it would have been if he had shot him into the wall.

"Sooner or later, the century-old foundation of our Qinghong Villa will be destroyed in the hands of this evil beast!"

After saying that, just when he was about to raise his hand to continue beating, Situ Fang suddenly hugged his arm: "The master really can't hit anymore, otherwise someone will die!"

Bu Qingyun glared fiercely at Situ Fang, who looked distressed next to him.

"A loving mother often loses her sons!"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and left.

That night, Bu Qingyun learned the detailed process of this competition from other disciples.

Evil beast, evil beast!

Bu Qingyun was so regretful that his intestines turned green.

If the 'Heaven, Earth and Man' dice are spiritual treasures in the world, even if they are lost, they cannot shake the foundation of Qinghong Villa.

But the 'Confused Buddha Relic' is the trump card for the rise of Qinghong Villa.

The 'Buddha Relic' was originally an ancestral property of a gambler. Later, it was used to pay off a debt and ended up in Qinghong Villa.

After Bu Qingyun got it, he hid it in a secret room and studied it day and night, but unfortunately he never found the method.

He also hopes that his descendants will have someone who can understand the truth and lead Qinghong Villa to enjoy the good fortune of Kyushu.

I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it.

Before it could be passed on to the next generation, it had already been destroyed by Bu Hengqiu.

"In other words, when the young master was talking about this matter, only two people were present?"

In the study, a disciple who participated in the competition meeting with Bu Hengqiu nodded.

"That's right, one is the outrageous monk from Shasheng Temple, and the other is the quasi-leaf monk from Zhulong Temple."

"Later, the outrageous monk was seriously injured and disappeared, while the quasi-ye monk was directly beaten to death by the killing monk."

"In other words, the only people who know about this matter now are the outrageous monks whose whereabouts are unknown?"

The disciple nodded.

Bu Qingyun paced back and forth in the study with his hands behind his back, his shadows disappearing and appearing as the candlelight flickered.

Finally, his feet were steady, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he already had an idea in his mind.

……

Southern Xinjiang, Zhulong Temple.

At the top of the main hall, there is a Buddha statue with a golden face.

Although there is only one lone lamp in the main hall.

But under the reflection of the Buddha statue, the entire hall is illuminated by Buddha's light.

Compared to the shabby state of Sesshoji Temple, it’s like heaven and earth.

I have to say that Zhulong Temple is really not short of money.

Opposite the Buddha sat an old monk, beating a wooden fish.

Behind the old monk stood an informing disciple.

Master Fire Toad suddenly stopped the wooden fish in his hand: "The fire dragon is back?"

The Struggle Conference has been over for more than half a month. Logically speaking, the Fire Dragon Master should have arrived a few days ago.

But there has been no news until now.

The disciple shook his head and whispered: "Back to the abbot, Uncle Huolong has not come back, but Master Bu and Young Master Bu of Qinghong Villa are here to visit."

When Zen Master Huo Chan heard this, he frowned slightly: "Qinghong Villa?"

"Yes, it looks like there's something urgent."

Zhulong Temple started as alms.

With the big tree of Guangming Temple behind you, alms are always going to be good.

I would like to ask which sect in the entire southern Xinjiang dares not to give some thin noodles?

Especially for a casino like Qinghong Villa, the protection fee is paid on time every year.

There is no other way, peace is the most valuable thing in doing business.

However, the end of autumn has already arrived at Qinghong Villa, and it’s not yet the New Year, so why is it here again?

The so-called don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything.

They don't come to your door for no reason.

Zen Master Huo Chan pondered for a moment and then said: "Invite them to come to the Zen room for a chat."

Not long after, the disciple led the two of them into the meditation room.

Master Huochan looked at the two of them with a smile.

Bu Qingyun was still as charming and high-spirited as ever, but Bu Hengqiu who was following behind him was covered in wounds and looked bitter.

"Amitabha."

"The two donors have not seen each other for a long time."

At this time, Bu Hengqiu fell to his knees with a 'pop'.

"Master Huochan, please forgive me!"

When Master Huo Chan heard this, his heart thumped: "My condolences?"

Realizing that something was wrong, Master Huo Chan's scalp suddenly became numb and he quickly asked: "Donor Xiaobu, I have something to say."

"No need to be secretive!"

Bu Hengqiu burst into tears immediately: "Master Fire Dragon, Master Zhun Ye, and all the eminent monks of Zhulong Temple were all..."

"All the monks from Sansei Temple were killed!"

"What?"

Monk Huo Chan stood up suddenly, feeling dizzy and his eyesight dim.

This feeling is exactly the same as when Bu Qingyun learned that family secrets were leaked.

"All dead???"

Master Huochan asked again in disbelief.

Bu Hengqiu nodded heavily.

"Where's Zhunhuai?"

"Hasn't he already awakened to the wonder of the sun and the moon in the same bottle?"

"The wonder of 'the sun and the moon in the same bottle'?"

Bu Hengqiu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that they had made a mistake in their relationship.

"Master Huo Chan clearly knows that the wonder of 'the sun and the moon in the same bottle' was awakened by the Buddha who killed the living being when he broke through to the inner realm."

"Not Zhunhuai?!"

Zen Master Huochan sat on the futon.

It's like a deflated rubber ball.

Seeing this, Bu Hengqiu narrated the scene: "At that time, the secret realm of Wanhe was opened, and the monks entered one after another, but due to the black stone's killing order..."

Bu Hengqiu recounted what happened in the secret realm of Wanhe in a cadence.

Especially on the top of Wanhe Mountain, the ten disciples of Zhulong Temple fought against the outrageous monk of Shasheng Temple, and were later killed by Li Chen alone.

The part about ‘Contemplating the Buddha’s relics’ was deliberately hidden.

This move was Bu Qingyun's clever idea.

The secret of the ‘Confused Buddha Relics’ was only heard by Monk Lijue and Monk Zhunye.

Now that the monk Zhun Ye has passed away, only the outrageous monk is left whose whereabouts are unknown.

Therefore, as long as the hatred between Zhulong Temple and Shasheng Temple is stirred up, this situation can be broken.

But he didn’t know that although the outrageous little monk entered the blood fetus and was in a half-dead state, he still had ‘tears of lovesickness’ in his body.

After the outrageous little monk regained his consciousness, he immediately passed the information to Li Chen.

But at this time, Zen Master Huo Chan was in the middle of the situation and didn't know it. When he heard that Monk Zhun Ye's leprous flame mask was broken by Li Chen, and Zen Master Huo Long was killed by Li Chen with a direct palm, he immediately became furious:

"Sashoji! That's too much!"

"Aren't you afraid of the power of my bright flame?!"

When Bu Hengqiu saw this, he quickly added fuel to the fire and said: "Master Huo Chan, I don't know something. The monk of the Shasheng Temple has eyes higher than his head."

"Don't take others seriously at all."

"At that time, Monk Zhun Ye just saw an injustice on the road and wanted to go up and argue, but he didn't expect, he didn't expect..."

"Oh, it's such a miserable death."

Speaking of this, Bu Hengqiu burst into tears and his nose ran.

Master Huochan's eyes were focused, and there was a murderous intention in his eyes that was extremely unmatched for a monk.

The originally solemn temple suddenly became a little darker.

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