Just when Lin Xiaofeng was drinking alone, a man came to him.
"Amitabha, why are you so drunk? Why don't you, young monk, accompany you to have a few drinks?"
Lin Xiaofeng recognized the voice of Monk Duoxi and turned around and said, "You're a monk, and you still drink?"
He turned around and saw that Monk Duoxi was holding a chicken drumstick in his hand, and he was putting it into his mouth, making his mouth full of oil stains.
Lin Xiaofeng suddenly came to his senses, this guy cannot be treated as a normal monk.
Monk Duoxi smiled and said: "The donor doesn't know something. I drink wine and eat meat openly. It's better than many monks in the temple who hide in the middle of the night and eat meat, right?"
"They were deceiving the Lord Buddha. I knew that my sin was serious, so I didn't hide it." Monk Duoxi said, picked up a glass of red wine, took a sip, and burped.
Lin Xiaofeng knew in his heart that this monk was strange and did not want to communicate too much with him: "I have a friend over there who is still waiting for me, so I won't talk to you."
After saying that, he left.
Monk Duoxi stood there, looking at Lin Xiaofeng with a deep look. He shook his head slightly: "Amitabha."
After saying that, he turned around and continued to hold his chicken legs and start chewing them.
At this time, the Holy Master stood in the middle of the crowd, and the light also shone on him.
"Now, let's start the scripture teaching ceremony." Uncle He shouted loudly on the side.
Lin Xiaofeng immediately emerged from the crowd. This time, "The Book of the Dead" was one of his goals.
He hurriedly came to the Lord.
The Holy Lord looked serious, and an ancient book appeared in his hand.
The book had obviously been cut in half but glued together.
The Holy Master looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said slowly: "Although Leng Feng has learned ghost skills, I have already stated that the Book of the Dead will be given to the first place, so according to the rules, I will give it to you."
After saying that, the Holy Master handed it over.
Lin Xiaofeng took the Book of the Dead and felt very happy and said, "Thank you, Holy Lord."
"In addition, Lengfeng, I want to accept you as my disciple, so kneel down and become my master." The Holy Master said with a calm expression.
Everyone around looked at the excitement, and Lin Xiaofeng was unambiguous. He knelt down and kowtowed three times: "Disciple pays homage to master."
"Yes." The Holy Master nodded: "Let the reception continue. I will ask Uncle He to come to you later. Come and see me then."
"Yes." Lin Xiaofeng nodded.
The sutra conferring ceremony and apprenticeship ceremony were not very grand, but seemed like an insignificant event at a cocktail party.
But when others looked at Lin Xiaofeng, their eyes were a little different, and they understood that he had now become the young master of the Holy Cult.
Most of the people at the reception were extremely interested in his ghost skills.
But now, no one dares to touch him.
Even if you want to deal with Lin Xiaofeng in the future, you have to do it quietly, otherwise what is the point of arresting the young master of the Holy Cult?
Do you think life is not long enough?
Lin Xiaofeng was a little bored wandering around here. After all, he had nothing in common with other members of the Demon Cult.
Of course, these demon cult members really like to seek relations with Lin Xiaofeng.
These people are either plotting Lin Xiaofeng's evil skills, or they see Lin Xiaofeng becoming the young master of the Holy Cult and want to build a good relationship in advance.
Anyway, they all have their own agendas.
Lin Xiaofeng basically just talked a few words casually and did not talk to them in depth.
After about an hour, Uncle He found Lin Xiaofeng and said, "Young Master, come with me."
Uncle He led Lin Xiaofeng towards the winery.
This winery is extremely luxurious and decorated like a palace.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng secretly smacked his lips, this is too extravagant.
In the middle of the winery is a large conference room with a golden seat placed above and silver stone chairs on both sides.
The Holy Lord is sitting on the golden seat, and next to him, Xiang Zhu and Wan Heyu are sitting.
"Meet Master." Lin Xiaofeng said respectfully.
Although this apprenticeship is fake, the identity of the future father-in-law is real.
"Yes." The Holy Master nodded slightly and looked at Lin Xiaofeng below. Because Wan Heyu was here, he couldn't say anything else and asked: "Disciple, what are your plans in the future? Do you want to stay in the Holy Cult?"
"Of course not." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "The man has his ambitions in all directions. I want to explore the world for a few more years."
What kind of joke did you start, and you have been staying here as an undercover agent? Lin Xiaofeng is not full of food.
The Holy Lord nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Well, that's well said. This is the Holy Demon Order."
As he said that, the Holy Master threw a token over, and Lin Xiaofeng quickly caught it.
This token is exactly the same as the one from Xiang Zhu before.
"Seeing the Holy Demon Order is like me coming in person." The Holy Lord paused and said: "A person in the devil's way still has to sell me a favor."
Wan Heyu said with a smile: "Holy Master, it is better to keep the young master in the church so that we can train him."
Isn't Wan Heyu wooing Lin Xiaofeng just to compete with Xiang Zhu for power? But if he runs away, how can he be legitimate?
The Holy Lord shook his head: "He is still young, let him practice for two more years."
"Yes." Wan Heyu felt cold in his heart. He thought that the Holy Master was worried that Lin Xiaofeng would take away the Holy Girl's position in the church.
But that's fine. If you do this, Young Master Leng will definitely have some resentment in his heart. When the time comes, he wants to fight for power in the sect, and he won't be able to do it without his own help.
On the contrary, if Lin Xiaofeng is left in the Holy Cult, if the Holy Lord secretly bribes him, then he will be in trouble.
Thinking of this, Wan Heyu no longer said anything about letting Lin Xiaofeng stay in the Holy Cult.
Anyway, as soon as the Holy Lord dies, he will call Leng Feng back and seize power in a fair and just way.
At that time, no one in the world can say that they are not demons.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Wan Heyu's face.
He said: "Young Master is the future of our Holy Religion. If you encounter any trouble while traveling in the world, remember to contact me."
Wan Heyu had already started selling Lin Xiaofeng's benefits at this time.
Lin Xiaofeng naturally nodded in agreement.
The Holy Lord said: "I am a little tired. I will send him away from the Holy Island tomorrow."
"Yes." Uncle He nodded.
Before Lin Xiaofeng left, he glanced at Xiang Zhu, and Xiang Zhu also looked at him secretly.
However, the two of them did not dare to openly flirt with each other, after all, they were still acting at this time.
After walking out of the winery with Uncle He, Lin Xiaofeng sighed. He came here just for Xiang Zhu, but now he hasn't even said a word.
"Xiao Feng, you can't expose yourself, you are too crucial. When the Holy Lord dies, you are the most important move if we want to defeat Wan He Yu." Uncle He said in a low voice.
Lin Xiaofeng nodded slightly: "I understand."
Uncle He said in a low voice: "In addition, the lady asked me to tell you that she feels guilty for letting you be involved in the struggle within the Holy Church."
Just as Lin Xiaofeng was about to reply, Wan Heyu's voice came from behind.