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Chapter 157 It’s a deal! The little fire god wants to become a monk?



Chapter 157 It’s a deal! The little fire god wants to become a monk?

Master Jie Kong's stern shout interrupted Jie Shan's words.

Xie Shan's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and looked at Master Xie Kong coldly.

He wanted to say something, but after seeing Master Jiekong's eyes, he couldn't utter a word.

"Don't I know what kind of character you are, you unteachable wolf cub? Why are you talking nonsense? If you want to fight, then come! You can invite these uncles and aunts to come out. You and I know what you mean! Let's settle the past grudges today!"

Master Jie Kong looked at Jie Shan and spoke in a calm tone.

The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the whole place. Xie Shan has had a good reputation in recent years and can be considered to have a good reputation!

After all, he is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so Jie Shan does all the necessary work to perfection.

But only some people in Shaolin knew what Master Jiekong meant by the wolf cub that cannot be tamed.

Jie Shan could be said to have been brought up by Master Jie Kong, but in the end, in order to get the position of host, he stabbed Master Jie Kong in the back.

He even wanted to eliminate the trouble once and for all. If it weren't for Master Jiekong's high reputation and the protection of many Shaolin monks and the old Taoist priest and other ten masters, there would probably be no Master Jiekong now.

"Wolf cub!?"

Xie Shan murmured, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, just like a vicious wolf.

However, compared with Master Jie Kong's imposing manner that was as vast as a mountain, Jie Shan's ferocity at that moment was more like that of a puppy who had just learned to protect his food! He deserved a slap in the face.

"Okay, Brother! Since you said so, let's end it today!"

Xie Shan turned around and gave the three old monks a meaningful look.

The three old monks felt Jie Shan's gaze and a moment of hesitation flashed across their faces, but they finally nodded without saying anything more.

"You have improved and are no longer the timid one. Well, if that's the case, then you can return to your position."

Master Jie Kong looked at Jie Shan mockingly, then waved his hand and turned his gaze to Bi Youlong who was eating melon.

Xie Shan looked at Xie Kong coldly, then brought the three old monks back to the Shaolin crowd.

"Director Bi, we have an agreement! This is a matter between us Buddhists! Other outsiders should not interfere, okay?"

Master Jiekong looked at Mr. Bi, his words leaving no room for doubt.

"Old bald donkey, who is Bi Dong? His words are as good as gold. If he says he won't care about the grudges between Buddhists, then he will definitely not care!"

The old Taoist priest said with a smile on his face.

"Of course, Bi's word is law! And this is also what it means above."

Bi Youlong forced a smile. Both the Old Heavenly Master and Master Jie Kong made him feel very unhappy, but facing these two, he really couldn't say much.

What's more, he had just said in public that matters between Buddhists should be resolved by themselves!

"That's good! It's a deal!"

Master Jiekong nodded, then looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Ox Nose! I'll trouble you to help take care of the other things."

"Go quickly. Let's settle all the grudges we have had over the years. Otherwise, it will only affect your speed in choosing heroes."

The old Taoist priest smiled and raised his eyebrows.

Master Jiekong laughed when he heard this, and he flicked his monk robe and appeared in front of Qin Shiyue and the others in a flash.

"Little guys, don't get involved in what's going on between the monks. Come here quickly. Be obedient!"

The old Taoist priest waved to the young disciples from various families who were still standing at Lingyin Temple.

The young men from each family were not deaf, so they naturally knew what was going on. They all looked at their parents.

After seeing the affirmative look, they all retreated back to their own teams.

Only a group of red-haired people remained motionless. The little fire god hugged his shoulders and looked at the group of Shaolin monks with a defiant look on his face.

Of course, the premise is that you have to ignore his bruised face.

There are many first-rate masters in Shaolin, so the little Fire God didn't get anything good, and was hit by many punches and kicks.

"Little Vulcan! You naughty boy! Be obedient! Come back quickly!"

When the old Taoist saw that the little Fire God didn’t move, he shook his head helplessly and shouted again!

"Good brother, thank you for your kindness! Go back and listen to the old Taoist priest. After all, you are not a Buddhist."

Qin Shiyue turned around, looked at the Little God of Fire, and spoke seriously.

To be honest, he really didn't expect that the little fire god would be able to come to help at the critical moment.

But he did not tell the other party. All he told were these ten bosses.

A thousand miles of help! This friendship! Qin Shiyue kept it in mind.

"Master Baozheng! You're welcome! We are friends! It's just a matter of Buddhism! I will join Lingyin Temple today!"

The little fire god was so excited upon hearing this that he raised his hand and a ball of red flame rose in his hand.

When Qin Shiyue saw this scene, she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She wanted to say something, but she heard a loud shout from the sky.

"You little bastard! How dare you!!!"

Everyone looked up and saw several old men with red hair falling from the sky like flaming stars.

When the little fire god saw this, his face changed and he raised the flame in his hand and was about to shoot it towards his own head.

As a result, before the flame could fall, it went out on its own, as if the surrounding oxygen disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the furious red-haired old man, it was not difficult for Qin Shiyue to guess the other party's identity. However, in order to ensure that he did not recognize the wrong person, Qin Shiyue poked Jie Kong in front of him and said, "Master, is this the old Fire God?"

"Yeah, that old bastard. He's over a hundred years old but still has such a bad temper. Tsk tsk~ He starts ranting when he disagrees with something. He's always the first one to be silenced."

The old Fire God rushed to the young Fire God and lifted him up by the collar, just like lifting a chick. Before he could give him a loving punch, he heard the conversation between Master Liekong and his disciple.

He was so angry that his nose was crooked. He turned his head and looked at Jie Kong and cursed: "Jie Kong! I'm not deaf! Can you speak louder?"

"What are you yelling for! What did the old monk say wrong? You are not as good as your child! This child is so loyal! You are a traitor to your teammates! How dare you yell here?"

Master Jiekong glared at the old Fire God and roared, unwilling to be outdone.

The old Taoist priest not far away nodded in agreement when he heard this.

"you!!"

The old Fire God's face suddenly changed. He wanted to say something but couldn't. A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.


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