Back in front of Dongzhou, Qingge and the Grand Master, Ninth Girl went to the Medicine Sect.
The three sects of tools, beasts and medicine are spreading around the divine realm to form a triangular force.
Further out is the sacred land of the fifty-two sect masters.
From the fifty-two soldiers to the three sects, they are called one realm.
On the way to the Medicine Sect, Lin Heshan personally went to the Buddhist rituals and cried and told him how savage and domineering Ye Qingge had snatched the ninth-grade Buddha Light Relic.
Lin Heshan said that it was vivid and vivid.
All the masters in the Buddhist rituals gathered together and were furious when Lin Heshan said what he said.
A abbot wearing a sandalwood Buddhist beads shook his head and said, "The relics are holy objects of Buddha's rituals and teachings. They should not fall into the hands of others. It is a great sin to be stained with filth."
"Do you dare to steal the holy objects of my teachings and think that my Buddha is empty?"
"I heard that the Eastern Emperor killed bloody murders, and it is time for my sect to cleanse the evil in the world."
“…”
Many masters were talking about it.
Seeing that Lin Heshan achieved the effect, he lowered his head and a hideous smile spread across his drooping face.
“Master Galan…”
A figure slowly came, and his appearance was like the moment when the Buddha's light shone, and there was no more complicated sounds one after another. Whether it was the Buddhist rituals or the world, there was only a tranquility left.
He is tall and spiritual, and has a superb temperament, which is very different from the spotlessness of Dongling Cod.
He is truly out of the world, but he is partially born, and is filled with a breath of the side.
He was wearing a light yellow dress and a red cassock, and a hat on his head. When the gauze under the hat was lifted by the wind, he showed his red and smiling lips.
Galan held a purple gold Zen stick in his hand. He was clearly a monk, but he gave people a sense of high spirits.
Master Galan, the most majestic person in the Buddhist etiquette.
"I am merciful..."
He chanted softly.
"Master Galan..." Lin Heshan rushed over with tears in his eyes, "Sorry, Master Galan, I failed to save the Buddha Light Relic, which led to the Buddha Light Relic being snatched away by the wild and vicious wild girl. Now she is the Saint Yingyue, and even if I want to steal the relics back, I am not her opponent..."
Master Galan's emotions seemed to have no ripples. He looked around indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, and finally looked at Lin Heshan.
"Since the Buddha's Relics are destined to be with her, I will give it to her. Donor Lin, you are too immature in your mind and nature, so don't come to my Buddhist temple in the future."
After Master Galan finished speaking, he turned around and left with his purple gold Zen stick.
His pale yellow clothes were lifted up by the mighty wind, and his robes seemed to be full of fire.
Lin Heshan glared at Jialan's back in disbelief, "Master Jialan, that's the Buddha's light relics, how can he give them to those people?"
Lin Heshan's tone was so high that it was unbelievable.
He thought it would be natural, but he knew that the Buddhist rituals gave him an unexpected surprise and how could people not be upset?
Everything that happened since meeting Ye Qingge was unexpected and lost control.
This feeling is like an ant, gnawing on the heart, lungs, flesh and bone marrow.
Galan stopped and looked back. This time, the gauze under the hat was lifted up, revealing a long and narrow eye, which was beautiful and exquisite.
Ruo Qingge would find this eye here, so familiar.
"Would Donor Lin be rude in the important place of the Buddhist temple?" As Jialan's tone became heavier, golden light appeared behind him. In just a moment, Lin Heshan's cold sweat penetrated and wet his clothes.
Lin Heshan knelt on one knee, bowed his head, "Master Galan, I am also considering the Buddhist etiquette. He was anxious for a moment and became rude. Master Galan and all the masters are willing to accept it."
"Go back."
After saying that, Master Galan left with his purple gold Zen Staff.
Outside the divine realm, the realm of the Medicine Sect.
Medicine Sect Realm, the fragrance of herbs.
The disciples of the Medicine Sect were all dressed in the Medicine Sect's clothing, all of which were mainly white and gray, with medals on their shoulders and cloud patterns embroidered on their chests.
The Grand Master and the Ninth Girl walked forward with Qingge, and the people coming and going around stopped and looked.
"Uncle, Emperor Dong, I'll go and tell the sect leader." Before Miss Ninth left, she looked at the disciples of the Medicine Sect who were stopping and shouted coldly: "You brothers and sisters, you can see clearly. Emperor Dong will be our fellow disciples in the future. She is a disciple of the great master and has a very high seniority. According to her seniority, you will call her "Senior Sister". Under my Medicine Sect, I don't want to see other dirty things and hear some dirty words. If there are people who are dissatisfied, even if you come to me, if you don't accept it, I will make you dissatisfied. If you are unwilling, then pack up and prepare to leave the Medicine Sect."
The Grand Master nodded and said, "Jiu'er is right. There are many controversies in the outside world. But in the Medicine Sect, whoever dares to be disrespectful to the Eastern Emperor is disrespectful to me. Those who are following the crimes will be expelled from the Medicine Sect."
The Grand Master and the Ninth Girl were very clear about what these people were thinking, so they eliminated their dissatisfaction in a few words.
With the Nine Girls and the Grand Master as such, and the Eastern Emperor is famous, at least the Medicine Sect can't bear the grievances.
Countless outer disciples looked at Qingge with envy and jealousy.
They may not be able to catch up with such an honor after working hard for decades.
Yao Zong is a Hao Zong. There are tens of thousands of outer disciples, thousands of inner disciples and hundreds of cabinet disciples, but only Ye Qingge is the only one of the master disciples.
Ye Qingge was wearing a black dress and half-tied white hair.
Her clothes are simple and capable, and the few blood marks on her side add a sense of charm.
Among the crowd, a female disciple of the inner sect looked at Qingge from a distance.
She opened her mouth slightly, wanted to say something, and eventually turned into a mouthful of white smoke.
Her face was filled with complex expressions.
That person, that light, that glory...
Beside her, several female disciples gathered together and said one after another: "Is that Ye Qingge? She is so powerful, with a torch, beautiful and powerful. Is there really such a woman in the world?"
"It's a miracle that she was the only one in Dongzhou who participated in the Korean competition, and she was able to top the list."
"Junior Sister Gillian, you and she were disciples of the Tiandiyuan. What do you think of this person?"
“…”
Her expression was a little stagnant and her eyes were quite confused.
After hearing someone calling her, she turned her head, frowned, pondered for a long time before saying, "Is she... As the rumor says, she is a miracle."
Gillian smiled bitterly.
She once wanted to fight with her.
Ridiculous, so ridiculous.
She is like a jumping clown.
Forget it, that's it.
Ye Qingge is just a monster! He is not a human at all!
Why can she always do something shocking?
Gillian looked at it from afar and saw the ink figure disappearing from her field of vision.
It's hard to imagine that she was relieved.
The sun shone in direct sunlight, Gillian closed her eyes.
The night is singing, I wish you a bright future, a bright sky, and a first person in the ages.
"Sister Gillian... I brought you something delicious!" A white figure trotted over. Gillian turned her head and looked, saw Feng Jin, and smiled happily. (To be continued)