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Chapter 32 The Eighth Master¡¯s Choice (Part 2)

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    "Hui Gong" Xianyu Zhengjun started to tremble. His small hands that had no place to rest tightly grasped the green bellyband, and asked tentatively: "Don't you always want to occupy the magpie's nest and go to Lanruo Temple?"  Are you going to open a gate in your territory and accept disciples?"

    "Isn't it possible? Without the Yuanying monks in charge, does Lanruo Temple still want to guard the mountain gate dojo?"

    "Are you kidding me?" Xianyu Zhengjun was furious: "We at Bangchui Villa helped build Lanruo Temple! If we don't say anything, no one can take away their mountain gate dojo!"

    "The site of Lanruo Temple is sandwiched between Maha Wuliang Palace and Magic Mountain. If I don't go there, do you think the two families will fight for the site and beat the brains out?" Ebika sneered disdainfully:  "If you don't nip the root of the disaster in the bud now at Bangchui Villa, you will be waiting for trouble to break out in the future!"

    Xianyu Zhengjun was at a loss for words. He wanted to refute but didn't know how to refute.

    Ebixiang is absolutely right. After the five Nascent Soul monks of Lanruo Temple were assassinated, Lanruo Temple has lost its significance as a buffer zone between Maha Wuliang Palace and Mojia Mountain.

    "These two wealthy cultivation families will never leave the fat around them without taking a bite.  The two families have a deep hatred. Once they are fighting for interests, they will definitely fight!

    The two families have been making allies and forming cliques over the years. Once the war begins, it is very likely that both the human and demon camps in the cultivation world of Xiaofozhou will be brought in!

    ¡°Maybe, the entire five islands in the East China Sea will follow suit.

    This is a situation that the leader of Bangchui Villa absolutely does not want to see, although it is only a possibility at the moment.

    "The world is peaceful and peaceful, isn't it good?" Lord Xianyu Zheng said nonsense. He himself knew that it was nonsense, but he still had to say this nonsense to persuade both sides.

    "Okay, as long as you Bangchui Villa can find another cultivation sect of the same size as Lanruo Temple to fill in the hole and suppress the two of them." Ebixiang sneered: "Can you find it? Only me! I am the only suitable one.  Choose!"

    Xianyu Zhengjun put his hands on his fat buttocks and moved them back and forth a few times, his facial features all tangled together: "That's right, what you said seems to make sense"

    "Then what are you waiting for?"

    "This is a big matter, and I definitely can't make the decision. You wait until I go back and report to the elders in the sect." The head of Bangchui Villa warned the monks present: "In any case, before we make a decision at Bangchui Villa,  You two must exercise restraint - no! Do! Do!! "

    King Kong Sanzang and Bai Jie Sanzang looked at each other and smiled, both of which were cruel sneers.

    Xianyu Zhengjun couldn't care about this anymore. He took out a land charm from his belly pocket and disappeared on the spot.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? King Kong Sanzang, King Kong Sanzang, finally could not hold it any longer, and asked hurriedly: "Eighth Master, you are not really planning to go to Lanruo Temple to open a mountain and set up a cabinet, are you?"

    "What's wrong? Isn't it possible? Or are you saying that you two can't even tolerate me?"

    "That's not true." Bai Jie Sanzang felt it was funny in his heart, but he couldn't make it too obvious: "We just think it's a bit too sudden. It usually takes years to prepare for a prefix. You are always alone now.  , if you want to open a mountain and establish a cabinet, it¡¯s outrageous to have no disciples under your command.¡±

    "Who says I'm a loner? Don't I have the support of you two wealthy cultivators?" A smirk appeared on Ebika's face: "I've thought about it, you and your family will support me with a group of disciples.  I think you, the high-ranking monks, feel sorry for me, so just give me all the Dharma disciples you two have just accepted."

    ¡°Well¡±-shaped crow¡¯s feet appeared on the foreheads of King Kong Tripitaka and Bai Jie Tripitaka.

    "It's a joke, but you guys take it seriously. I have fought with my senior brothers, and of course I know how complicated and arduous it is to build a sect." Ebixiang turned over while lying on the credit book, and reminded the two juniors, don't  Think of yourself as a fool: "But I want to decide the territory of Lanruo Temple, and you must give it to me."

    The two leaders didn¡¯t dare to say no, and they didn¡¯t dare to say yes. They could only pretend to be stupid.

    "I don't occupy this land for myself. All I want to do is continue to serve as an isolation zone to prevent you two from fighting to the death!"

    Vajra Sanzang and Bai Jie Sanzang felt a little hehe. You can isolate our two families by guarding such a large territory as Lanruo Temple by yourself?  Thinking too much?  Such a big piece of fat, even if I don't eat the bastard opposite me, I can still hold out my chopsticks!

    "I'll say it again, I don't occupy Lanruo Temple's territory for myself!" Ebika saw the little thoughts of the two heads, and continued suppressing her anger: "Of course, in order to give an explanation to Bangchui Villa,In a sense, I definitely want to open a sect.  However, this sect is made up of members of both of your families, so Lanruo Temple¡¯s fatness ended up rotting in the pot of both of you.  "

    "Eighth Master, are you a bit too idealistic?" Bai Jie Sanzang didn't think this was a good idea at all: "You don't really think that if we establish a leather bag sect on the site of Lanruo Temple, our two families will be separated.  By sending monks to join them, everyone can coexist peacefully and share the territory equally, right?"

    "So I asked you two to only hand over the newbies to me."

    "It's useless!" Vajra Sanzang pointed at the two crocodile monsters that had been stripped of their bones and reminded the Eighth Master to pay attention. These two monster cultivators are also Dharma disciples. Why do you think that new monks can coexist peacefully?  ?

    "The new generation of Buddhists are monks who have just started, and their ideas are definitely more hopeful to change than old antiques like you." Ebixiang is really a bit idealistic, and she actually lamented the history of the revolutionary family: "You know how my senior brother arranged it back then.  Are the disciples of the human and demon tribes related?"

    The two heads grinned. How could they know this? This happened so many years ago.

    "Back then, my senior disciple, the great human disciple Fukujin, and the female demon disciple Fukunin became Taoist couples, and the relationship between the two races immediately became harmonious!" Ehiko raised her arms and shouted, and she became excited:  "As long as the French people from your two families get married, they will definitely get the same effect!"

    "Marriage?" The two heads almost went crazy.

    Bai Jie Sanzang hurriedly took out a shimmering giant clam and pointed its opening at the Eighth Master. The matter was beyond his authority. He had to use magic communication tools to directly contact the Supreme Elders at the rear.

    "Fakemi from Mojia Mountain is a good candidate for a woman. He is of high rank and good-looking. As for the Maha Infinite Palace, you can use Fake Oil to marry him. He is the Bodhisattva of the Wisdom Sword, with superb martial arts and handsome appearance.  Renhuan and Fakemi are a perfect match!" Ebi-Xiang became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, "The key is the key! One rice, one oil, it's a match made in heaven!"

    Fakmi was dumbfounded on the sidelines, her full chest rose sharply, and she didn¡¯t know if she was angry.

    She came to Maha Infinite Palace with only the heart of a warrior. She never dreamed that she was here to get married!

    The Dharma monks from Maha Wuliang Palace also bombed the temple. Although the senior brother is not here, there are still his proud guards here!  Mano, the four little peppers really wished that a divine thunder would fall from the sky and kill the Eighth Master!

    "If the marriage alliance is useless, how will Lanruo Temple's territory be divided?"

    A cold yet majestic voice suddenly sounded.

    Mi Yexi led eight Nascent Soul elders and appeared in the void air.

    "Regardless of whether the marriage is useful or not, we must follow the rules of the Battle of the Gods! I will give each member of the two families a country. As long as they can fight for the territory within Lanruo Temple, whichever family will own it!" Ebi!  Xiang seemed to really care about the two families, and even brought out the old rules of the Battle of the Gods.

    The so-called Battle of the Gods is a competition between monks and mortal armies. However, monks are not allowed to take action and can only train and command mortals to seize territory.

    This is a legacy, or a way of thinking, left to the world of cultivation by the ancient war to confer gods.

    By doing this, the tragic consequences of the monks¡¯ hot war can be avoided to a large extent.  The life of a cultivator is very precious. If possible, no one is willing to waste blood easily.

    But it¡¯s easier said than done.  Two groups of monks are engaged in a battle to become gods. Who can guarantee that the losing side will still strictly abide by the rules of monks not to take action?

    Therefore, although this proxy war model has always had a high voice in the cultivation world, when it is actually implemented, it always makes jokes.

    Only a judge whose identity is revealed and who can absolutely control the situation can make the Battle of the Gods a reality.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? For the Magic Mountain and the Maha Infinite Palace, my master Buddha¡¯s eighth junior brother Ebixiang has exactly such qualifications!

    The nine Supreme Elders are obviously a little moved. No one is born with war madness. If they can compete with Mojia Mountain for the territory of Lanruo Temple through the Battle of the Gods, it will certainly be better than the monks on both sides fighting each other.

    ¡°We couldn¡¯t do this before because we lacked a referee who could suppress the situation and make both sides obey.

    Now that the Eighth Master Ehiko is here, the biggest trouble is no longer a problem.

    "As long as you agree to my request, I promise to treat you both equally in the future and provide you two with various medicinal foods." Ebixiang tried his best. He felt that he was worthy of his senior brother Ebisu. If he still can't match people,  If there is a conflict between the demon and demon families, then he will alsoHe could give up the treatment and accept his fate: "If you don't agree, I will leave immediately. I will go back to the ancestral court of Mojia Mountain in Hezhou, Xiniu, and I will never get involved in the messy things between your two families again in this life."

    "I will obey the master's decree." As soon as Elder Mi Yexi spoke, all the Supreme Elders also bowed together.

    The Xiaoxitian Elders originally thought that they could not save this ¡®Yaksha Deva¡¯, but now that they can get half of it back, what else should they consider.

    As for the Battle of the Gods, it is a contest between mortal armies anyway. The demon cultivators of the Magic Mountain generation, no matter how high their natural level is, cannot go into battle in person, and there is no need to look forward and backward.

    All the pressure was concentrated on Bai Jie Sanzang.

    He lifted up the shimmering giant clam, put it on his ears and listened, nodded, took a deep breath, and nodded heavily to Ebixiang: "Our Xiaoxitian elders also agree with you, Master.  The old man¡¯s request, but"

    "But what?" Ebixiang frowned.

    "It's nothing. We have never had any experience in the Battle of the Gods. We just want to ask. There are many new demons in our sect who have transformed from beasts into humans but have not yet been included in the sect wall. They do not have magic abilities yet.  Not considered a mortal army?¡±

    "Without magic ability, it should be considered a mortal army, right?" Ebika knew that this was the reserve echelon of monks being cultivated by Mojia Mountain. Whether it was a demon clan in which beasts transformed into humans, or a demon clan in which monster beasts transformed into humans, all  It takes about ten years of civil and military education before it can be incorporated into the gate wall. In this regard, Mojia Mountain is no different from Maha Infinite Palace.

    Of course, Maha Infinite Palace also has a new echelon that is being cultivated, but the fighting power of those human brats is definitely not comparable to that of the monster warriors who have transformed into humans from beasts.

    Ehibika originally thought there would be fierce opposition from the Mahawuliang Palace, but Minano agreed without blinking an eye.

    "We will do whatever the master says, without any hesitation." Mi Yexi was so happy that she couldn't stop the good luck. All the white cards of the Dharma generation are demon lords. You guys  There are not as many demon soldiers in Mojia Mountain as we do!  Our Maha Infinite Palace has won this battle!

    "I just don't know whether Bangchui Villa agrees or not, and whether the ghost cultivators of Lanruo Temple are willing to submit." Ebixiang sipped her teeth: "We are talking to ourselves here, aren't we a little too hasty?"

    "Don't worry, we have settled this marriage!" Elder Mi Yexi sneered: "No one can stop what our two families have agreed upon, not Bangchui Villa, not even Lanruo Temple!"

    "That's right." A voice as rich as a mountain rang out from Bai Jie Sanzang's giant clam shell: "Eighth Master, I am Guru Sakyamuni, the abbot of Mojia Mountain. Please allow me to invite you on behalf of my entire family.  Move your jade toes lightly, and the Dharma will come."

    Ebixiang¡¯s wish came true, her heart palpitated, and she immediately said okay, okay, okay.

    The monks on both sides looked at each other lovingly, and for a moment the air was filled with joy.

    Fakmi walked up to Wu Meiniu, leaned into her ear and whispered in her ear: "Fakmi, you are lucky this time, and you saved a small life. I will not spare you next time."

    Wu Meiniu looked up at her coldly, with jealousy as deep as the abyss in her eyes.

    Just when Fakmi was a little confused, a mental sword energy suddenly exploded between Wu Meini's eyebrows.
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