Qin Xuan glanced at Kong Wen lightly and sat aside.
As for the great talent of the benefactor mentioned by the old monk, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Old monk, do you think talking to me is not worth the cost?" Qin Xuan's voice was cold.
Kong Wen quickly shook his head and said: "Talking to the benefactor, I will gain more than this. It is obvious that I have accepted the benefactor's love."
Mo Qinglian on the side almost choked to death without a mouthful of saliva. Before, Qin Xuan was clearly ripping off the old monk and it was okay to praise the great talent. Now, he is actually flattering him. Is this special monk an accomplished monk?
Qin Xuan frowned slightly, "That's fine!"
He looked at the old monk. The two of them had played enough riddles, and now they were about to get straight to the point.
The old monk asked him to stay and talk, so he had something to ask for. Naturally, Qin Xuan would not help in vain, so he took his spiritual veins and three Bodhi flowers as the price.
But now it seems that the old monk's request may be more difficult than the price he wants, so the old monk admits his love for Qin Xuan.
These words were explained by Qin Xuan to Mo Qinglian later, and Mo Qinglian suddenly realized it.
But at this time, Mo Qinglian was completely confused by the riddle between the two people.
"Donor Qin, what do you think of the current situation in China?" Kong Wen asked with a smile.
Qin Xuan was too lazy to play riddles with the old monk and said directly: "If my estimate is correct, after this incident, China's martial arts strength will lose sixty-seven percent, and the Huguo Mansion will suffer the worst loss. I'm afraid it will lose one-tenth of its strength."
It would be nice to keep it.”
"It goes without saying that the four major forces that entered China will kill eight hundred enemies and lose one thousand. I'm afraid it will be a lose-lose situation for both sides."
Kong Wen nodded and sighed: "That's true!"
Although he was deep in the mountains, he judged the situation from clues.
"Donor Qin, what do you think of the Huaxia Family?" Kongwen asked again.
Mentioning the Chinese aristocratic family, Qin Xuan raised a sneer on his lips, "What's there to see about a bunch of idiots who only know their family but not their country?"
With these words, he could be regarded as scolding all the aristocratic families in China, including the Qin family where his grandfather belonged. Even Mo Qinglian felt a little uncomfortable hearing this.
But he had to admit that Qin Xuan was telling the truth.
Nowadays, there are more than 300 grandmasters in China. Among them, there are about a hundred sword bearers in the Protectorate. The rest of the grandmasters are from major aristocratic families. But what about now? How many of the grandmasters who appear in various parts of China are from major aristocratic families?
Existence? How many of those dead grandmasters were grandmasters from major aristocratic families?
On the other hand, in the Protectorate Mansion, seven to eight out of ten of the nearly one hundred sword wielders died. Among the corpses collected by the military, seventy or eighty of them were from the Protectorate Mansion.
"I only know my family, but I don't know my country. What the donor said hit the nail on the head!" Kong Wen sighed, with compassion on his face, "The troubles of aristocratic families are the bane of China since ancient times. The family and the country are all over the world, and the family is in front of the country. These aristocratic families are just family interests.
, but never consider the country.”
When talking about the aristocratic family, Kong Wen also looked helpless.
"If all the three hundred masters from China were to leave when the overseas masters entered China, how could we have created today's situation." Qin Xuan said lightly, "You didn't come to me to talk about aristocratic families, right?"
"Of course not!" Kong Wen said: "The situation of the aristocratic family cannot be changed by one person. After the aristocratic family, I would like to ask the donor, do you know why Hai Qing suddenly mobilized troops and mobilized people like this? It is obviously a fish-dead-net thing."
Qin Xuan frowned, wondering what medicine the old monk was selling in his gourd.
"I heard that the Qing Lord was probably hopeless as an Earth Immortal, so I risked my life and came to China to take revenge," Qin Xuan said.
He didn't know much about the specific matter, nor was he interested in it.
"So, this battle is inevitable for China." The old monk lowered his head slightly and sighed, "China has already lost enough blood."
"so?"
"So, I hope that the benefactor can enter our Puluo Temple." Kong Wen raised his head, his steady eyes filled with determination.
"You want Qin Xuan to become a monk?"
Before Qin Xuan spoke, Mo Qinglian couldn't help shouting.
Kong Wen glanced at Mo Qinglian with a half-smile, "Don't panic, the female benefactor, she is not becoming a monk, she is just temporarily joining our Puluo Temple."
Qin Xuan frowned. He stared at Kong Wen, and waves finally appeared in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes.
"good!"
Qin Xuan agreed and didn't ask any more questions.
Kong Wen smiled, nodded and said, "There are seven bodhi flowers behind the temple, all left by every great deity in Puluo Temple. Any donor can pick them."
Qin Xuan nodded, stood up slowly, and sighed softly: "Okay!"
He took a deep look at the smiling old monk, shook his head slightly, turned around and walked out of the house with Mo Qinglian.
Zhiyu was still standing stupidly at the mountain gate. Qin Xuan raised his head and glanced at the clouds in the sky, with no feeling of joy or sorrow in his eyes.
Mo Qinglian on the side hesitated a lot, then looked at Qin Xuan and said: "Qin Xuan, you don't really plan to join Puluo Temple and become a monk, do you?"
Mo Qinglian was very nervous, and even more confused.
"What difference does it make if you join or not?" Qin Xuan's eyes were calm and far-reaching, and he said: "In this world, there are still people with such a Buddha mind. China is lucky."
"Ah?" Mo Qinglian was startled.
After Qin Xuan walked towards the wooden houses, he wanted to take a look at the seven bodhi flowers.
"What a pity!" Qin Xuan sighed softly. He knew that Puluo Temple was going to take action.
Kong Wen first mentioned Hua Xia out of concern for Hua Xia, and then mentioned the aristocratic family out of sadness. He also asked him to join Puo Puo Temple because he wanted him to support Puo Puo Temple when it was in crisis.
China is in trouble, and the family is doing nothing. If Puluo Temple does not move, I am afraid that the Chinese martial arts world will be in danger.
Therefore, this time, all nineteen eminent monks of Puluo Temple will come out. However, these nineteen eminent monks may not survive this battle, so Kong Wen is waiting for someone who can continue the inheritance of Puluo Temple.
At this moment, Puluo Temple is a holy place for Buddhism in China. Once there are not many masters in Puluo Temple, the inheritance of this Buddhist holy place will be coveted by all the aristocratic families in China, and even the Buddhist and Taoist inheritance overseas will compete for it.
Qin Xuan sighed, he could feel Kong Wen's helplessness.
"Let's go, I will stay here to practice for the next half month!" Qin Xuan said calmly, walking towards the back of the mountain.
When Qin Xuan's figure disappeared, Kong Wen slowly walked out of the house.
He glanced at the dilapidated houses around him, shook his head and smiled.
"Zhiyu!" Kong Wen shouted, awakening Zhiyu who was still confused.
"Master!" Zhiyu's face was full of shame, and he was still struggling with the Zen words about what a Buddha is.
"That's fine." Kong Wen, with a solemn face, said calmly: "In the eyes of Donor Qin, Buddha is just a human being. Therefore, Donor Qin said that Buddha will be afraid and have seven emotions and six desires. In my heart, Buddha is wisdom, so I think that Buddha is a human being."
omnipotent."
"Everything in the world has different Buddhas in everyone's heart. Ask yourself, who is the Buddha in your heart?" Kong Wen smiled. He walked to the mountain gate, looked at the magic wand that penetrated ten inches into the earth, and felt a slight movement under his feet.
Stepping on it, the magic wand that all eminent monks in the Grandmaster Realm of Napuru Temple cannot pull out broke out of the ground.
"Zhiyu, call your senior brothers and everyone here!" Kong Wen said lightly, his tall body standing in front of the mountain like a mountain.
"Yes!" Zhiyu nodded and woke up all the brothers and sisters who were motionless in the room.
Afterwards, a group of fifteen people walked out of the mountain.
One day later, a news suddenly spread in China. Fifteen divine monks from Puluo Temple came out and traveled eastward to the Liao border. Along the way, they met twenty-three overseas strong men, and they were all surrendered.
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