Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-two Four Feet Upwards (Ten
Which one is this from?
How dare Lu Zhong, this loser, dare to teach Xia Qingchen a lesson?
The latter's strength is two or three times higher than Lu Zhong's, right?
Fortunately, after Lu Zhong finished speaking, he stopped talking and said instead: "Two senior brothers, I have already taught you a lesson. I hope that you adults will not remember the villain's mistakes and do not hold him accountable again."
The two of them said hurriedly: "I don't dare, I don't dare!"
Lu Zhong laughed and started drinking with the two of them.
Zhao Ziyu and Wang Liukai looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
In the Nebula Sect Holy Land, seniority is distinguished based on strength.
Why is Xia Qingchen so powerful that Lu Zhong calls him his junior brother?
They couldn't figure out this confusion until they finished drinking.
After they left, Lu Zhong was in a happy mood. He hooked his arm on Xia Qingchen's shoulder and said, "Come on, let's talk about it. If there is anything you don't understand, senior brother can give you some pointers."
Xia Qingchen gently pushed his hand away and said calmly: "I understand. Senior brother, please rest early. We have to go to the temple tomorrow."
Lu Zhong shook his head and said: "You, you missed such a good opportunity for discussion and exchange, forget it, you disciples of the sect don't want to make progress anyway!"
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Farewell."
Returning to the residence next door, Xia Qingchen had a good night's rest.
The next morning, at the invitation of Lu Zhong, he, Zhao Ziyu and Wang Liukai climbed the mountain and entered the temple.
In front of the temple, the monk on the tree yesterday was quietly sweeping the floor at the door.
A dozen invited young people stood in front of the temple and waited patiently.
soon.
A monk wearing a yellow cassock and a solemn appearance went out.
He held a picture in his hand and spread it out on the ground.
On the map, there are twenty seats marked.
Position No. 1 is closest to the remains of the Holy Buddha, while No. 20 is the farthest away.
According to past experience, if you are closest to the remains of the Holy Buddha, you will get more blessings.
Therefore, everyone was eagerly looking at the seats near the front.
"Lao Na Kong Xin, under the order of the host, is here to arrange seats for everyone." Kong Xin said solemnly: "There are two arrangements for the seats."
"Once is now, and once is copying ancient Buddhist scriptures."
Without waiting for anyone to ask, Master Kongxin put his pen on the seat on the picture and began to write his name.
The first one is Gong Liangyun.
The second one is Xuan Qing.
The third……
The twelfth one, Zhao Ziyu.
Thirteenth, Wang Liukai.
Fourteenth, Lu Zhong.
…
Twenty, Xia Qingchen.
This method is based on the size of the sect's power. In this way, all the major powers have no objection.
As the weakest Nebula Sect disciple, Xia Qingchen was naturally ranked last.
Lu Zhong patted his shoulder comfortingly: "Don't be discouraged. Although you are the last one, your identity is there and it is normal. Don't be too disappointed."
He was complacent in the arrangement of the fourteenth.
This shows that in the eyes of Jingyuan Zen Temple, his status is middle-class.
After Master Kongzhi finished making arrangements, he turned around and asked the monk who was sweeping the floor: "Brother Kongzhi, do you think it is reasonable?"
The status of the sweeping monk is actually not low!
The sweeping monk put down his broom, looked at the ranking, and said, "Xia Qingchen, Xia Donor's ranking, please change it a little."
Master Kongxin said: "Why?"
Xia Qingchen is the one with the lowest status among all the comers.
Everyone else has a higher status than him.
There is nothing wrong with placing him in last place.
Kong Zhi said empty words: "Donor Xia is a destined person of my Jingyuan Zen Temple, and the arrangement of the ranking is not an exaggeration."
As he said that, Xia Qingchen's arms suddenly felt warm.
A round bead glowing with golden light flew out of his arms and landed in the palm of Kongzhi's hand.
Kong Xin took a look and hurriedly saluted the Buddha: "Amitabha, I have seen the Wisdom of Heart Bodhi for a long time. The donor is indeed a destined person in our temple."
That golden round bead was given to Xia Qingchen by the ancient Bodhi tree when he was practicing martial arts under the Nebula Sect's ancient Bodhi tree.
Kongzhi's eyes showed regret: "At that time, each of the eight holy places transplanted a Bodhi tree from our temple. Only the Bodhi tree of the Xingyun Sect is still alive after a thousand years."
He looked at Xia Qingchen and smiled with relief: "Donor Xia was able to obtain the ancient Bodhi tree as a gift of Wisdom Heart Bodhi, which shows that he has the recognition of the ancient Bodhi tree and is destined to our temple!"
It turned out that when he first saw Xia Qingchen in the tree, he sensed the Bodhi of Wisdom in him.
He walked to the picture, crossed out the first name Gong Liangyun with a stroke of his pen, and changed it to Xia Qingchen's name.
"The rankings will be postponed one after another."
Many young people suddenly couldn't calm down.
"The disciple of Xingyun Sect ranks first?"
"What kind of messy ranking is this? I don't accept it!"
"We recognize Gong Liangyun first, but Xia Qingchen cannot!"
They are all geniuses who think they are superior to others.
How could they be willing to let Xia Qingchen from a mere mountain gate stand above them?
Kong Xin's face was expressionless, and he said: "All donors, please follow the arrangements of Jingyuan Zen Temple, or you can go down the mountain now."
It means, either obey or leave.
Everyone looked at each other and could only suppress their displeasure.
The most unhappy among them was Lu Zhong.
He frowned and asked in a low voice: "Junior brother, if there is such a good thing, why don't you take it out in advance and share it with me?"
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "I didn't know it would be like this."
What's more, even if you knew it, why would you share it with Lu Zhong?
Does he owe Lu Zhong anything?
Lu Zhong's heart was filled with anger, Shanmen's waste occupied the first and best position.
He, the genius of the Holy Land, is ranked fourteenth. Now he is fifteenth, close to the bottom.
So unfair!
When he was jealous in his heart, a black afterimage rushed from the foot of the mountain.
It was Gong Liangyun who arrived belatedly.
"The seats have been arranged. OK, let's go and copy the ancient Buddhist scriptures," Gong Liangyun said.
I was about to go to the temple one step ahead.
Suddenly his eyes caught sight of the picture on the ground, and he couldn't help but stop in his tracks: "I'm not the first one?"
Hearing this, Lu Zhong's face immediately filled with a smile and he stepped forward and said, "Sister Yun, this is what happened."
Gong Liangyun frowned immediately and looked at Kong Xin: "Change! I want to be first!"
His tone was extremely domineering.
Kong Xin clasped his palms together, shook his head and said, "If the donor doesn't want to, you can go down the mountain."
Gong Liangyun was angry.
He stamped his feet and hummed: "I don't care which one of you is Xia Qingchen, I'll give you three breaths to get down the mountain!"
After the first person rolled down the mountain, the first place was definitely hers, right?
Before Xia Qingchen could speak, Lu Zhong suddenly changed his face.
With a long face, he quickly came to Xia Qingchen, grabbed his arm, and pushed him out of the crowd: "Go back to your mountain gate, you can't stay here!"
Not long ago, he considered himself Xia Qingchen's senior brother.
You can turn your face in the blink of an eye faster than turning the pages of a book!
In order to please a woman, you really don't even need to lose face.
Xia Qingchen stood on the spot, his inner energy shook slightly, and Lu Zhong, who was caught off guard, staggered back.
Due to his unstable center of gravity, he fell onto his back.