Lin Xiaofeng frowned and said, "This is the original rule set by your holy religion. It says that the first place can propose to Xiang Zhu."
In fact, Lin Xiaofeng did not want others to propose to Xiang Zhu, which was the main reason why he came to participate in this competition.
Even though he knew in his heart that Xiang Zhu would not agree, he still didn't want to see anyone else propose to Xiang Zhu.
But now, he said that he would not be allowed to propose.
Uncle He smiled lightly and said, "Do you want to know why our holy sect has such a rule for this martial arts contest?"
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his heart moved and he looked at Uncle He without saying a word.
He Bodao: "This is what the young lady proposed. Her original intention was to make you better and wanted to see if you would participate in this competition for her."
"In fact, according to the young lady's previous assumptions, once you become the number one and propose to her, she will immediately agree."
He Bo paused: "But now things have changed."
"Things have changed? Are you referring to the Holy Lord accepting me as a disciple?" Lin Xiaofeng looked at Uncle He and asked, "Is it possible that you haven't discussed it before?"
Uncle He shook his head: "Well, this was done on the spur of the moment by the Holy Master, and we didn't know anything about it before."
He continued: "Actually, the Holy Lord has his own ideas for doing this. Once you get the first place, and then propose to the lady, plus you are his disciple, you can almost stabilize the lady's status in the Holy Religion.
.”
"In this way, all the undecided people in the church will prefer Miss Wan Heyu."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng asked: "If that's the case, then you still come to me and ask me not to agree?"
Uncle He took a sip of tea: "According to my wishes, of course I hope you propose to the lady, but there are some things that you can't just do whatever you want."
"But Miss is worried about your safety and asked me to meet you in private and tell you the stakes of the matter."
Lin Xiaofeng remained silent and did not speak.
He Bodao: "Although you have some tricks, it would be easy for Wan Heyu to kill you. The foundation of the Holy Sect is not comparable to that of the Holy Gold Sect."
"Once you become the disciple of the Holy Lord, Wan Heyu will not think about killing you first. He will bribe you first. Even if you don't accept his bribe, as long as you keep a distance from the lady, you will not be in any danger.
"
Lin Xiaofeng certainly understands the stakes involved.
He nodded and said: "Thank you, Uncle He, for the suggestion. I will consider this matter."
"I've already brought the words." After speaking, Uncle He stood up and turned around to leave.
He would not continue to persuade Lin Xiaofeng. In fact, he hoped that Lin Xiaofeng would get excited and propose to Xiang Zhu.
This would be of great benefit to Xiang Zhu.
As for Lin Xiaofeng's life and death, what does it have to do with his Uncle He?
After sending Uncle He out, Lin Xiaofeng turned around. Not long after he sat down, suddenly, there was another knock on the door.
"What happened today?" Lin Xiaofeng muttered and opened the door.
Xie Quzhen stood at the door wearing a black robe and walked into the house expressionlessly.
"Teacher Xie, what do you want from me?" Lin Xiaofeng asked with a smile.
Xie Quzhen sat down and said, "I heard everything you and Uncle He said."
"Uh." Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment: "Did you hear that?"
Xie Quzhen nodded slightly.
In fact, after the Holy Master accepted Lin Xiaofeng as his disciple, Xie Quzhen had been following Lin Xiaofeng secretly, fearing that Lin Xiaofeng would be attacked.
Xie Quzhen said: "You don't need to pay attention to what he said. You can do whatever you want. As a human being, you have to follow your own heart. How can you be an upright man if you are timid about even proposing?"
Although Xie Quzhen's words were not loud, they were full of heroic aura.
Lin Xiaofeng is not an impulsive person. On the contrary, Lin Xiaofeng is calmer than ordinary people.
He said: "I agreed to be the disciple of the Holy Lord, and I have already been pushed to the forefront. Maybe a wave will hit me to death. If I propose to Xiang Zhu again, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" Xie Quzhen said with a smile: "As long as I am here, no one can hurt you."
Lin Xiaofeng's heart moved and he nodded and said, "I will consider this matter."
With that said, Lin Xiaofeng made a cup of tea for Xie Quzhen.
Just after soaking, there was another knock on the door.
Lin Xiaofeng and Xie Quzhen looked at each other.
Xie Quzhen hid in the toilet.
There were really enough people coming to visit us today.
Lin Xiaofeng murmured in his heart, and when he opened the door, he saw Dong Mingcun, Fatty Huang, Lin Chen and Taoist Zhenfeng.
"How did you find me?" Lin Xiaofeng's face changed slightly and he said, "Come in quickly."
Fatty Huang walked into the room and looked around: "Xiaofeng, your hotel is quite nice, but you don't know the little shabby hotel where we stayed."
"Hey, you knew we were coming, and the tea was ready?" Dong Mingcun asked with a smile.
"Sit anywhere you want." Lin Xiaofeng pointed to the sofa.
I was originally thinking about asking Xie Quzhen to come out and meet them.
But after thinking carefully about Dong Ming's presence, I decided to forget it.
"What are you doing here?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Although contact with Fatty Huang and the others would easily reveal one's identity, they are already here, so we can't drive them away.
Taoist Zhenfeng looked Lin Xiaofeng up and down: "Boy, that's enough. I didn't treat him as a son-in-law, but became an apprentice first."
"Hey, what did I say? It's gold. It shines wherever it goes. Our Xiaofeng is a big gold mine. Even the Holy Master is rushing to recruit disciples."
When Lin Xiaofeng saw them saying this, he rolled his eyes at a few of them: "You haven't even written your eight characters yet, what if I don't agree?"
Dong Mingcun was drinking tea. When he heard Lin Xiaofeng said no, he spit out the tea. He looked at Lin Xiaofeng speechlessly.
Dong Mingcun thought to himself, this bastard was really born into blessings and does not know how to be blessed.
People in the devil's path all over the world, let alone being disciples of the Holy Lord, even if they can talk to the Holy Lord for a few words, they can be happy for several months.
This bastard actually said no?
Dong Mingcun hurriedly persuaded: "Xiaofeng, this can't be done out of emotion. If you reject the Holy Lord, if he gets angry, you won't be able to leave the Holy Island."
The reason why Dong Mingcun came was because Fatty Huang accidentally let it slip when he saw that the Holy Master wanted to accept Lin Xiaofeng as his disciple.
After he learned the news, he came to see Lin Xiaofeng as soon as possible.
There is no other reason than relationship.
If Lin Xiaofeng becomes the Holy Master in the future, as long as Lin Xiaofeng helps a little, the Bee Sect's territory can more than double.
If we don’t try to build relationships now, why not wait until Lin Xiaofeng becomes the Holy Master?
Lin Xiaofeng naturally understood what Dong Mingcun was thinking and patted him on the shoulder: "I am sensible."