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Boom!

Before the monks with sticks had time to rush forward, they were knocked away by a fierce evil spirit.

The door frames and windows were smashed.

One by one fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

"Li Yunfeng, the leader of your sect, openly committed murder in our temple! I must tell the world about this! Let them judge!"

Jinghong looked at the monks shouting in pain, was stunned, and chose to retreat.

The evil spirit just now came from my body.

Honest and domineering!

That's not an aura that ordinary masters can have.

He was not 100% confident that he could fight back.

He could knock down the monks he had carefully trained with just one move, but even he himself couldn't do it.

This rising star in the world is a bit scary.

When I first met him, he was just an ordinary young man. Although he had some cultivation, he was far behind the masters in the world.

In just a short time, his strength has rapidly risen to a level beyond his reach!

Moreover, he knew that the head of Xuan Qingguan had suffered a loss at the hands of this young man not long ago.

The leader of the largest sect bowed his head and apologized to him in front of so many people.

Simply unheard of.

A person as high as Xuan Ming has already admitted defeat.

What's more, he is just a small abbot of Yunhua Temple.

Forget it, don’t suffer the immediate loss.

Jiehong quickly exited the solitary room, planning to move reinforcements.

"Old monk, you ran away without even beating me? Aren't you embarrassed?" I sneered and pushed the umbrella sheath away with my fingers.

Swish——

The long knife flew out.

The old monk only felt a flash of cold light, and then he saw a knife filled with evil energy blocking his way.

The cold breath frightened him.

"Li Yunfeng, you are the master of a sect. Pay attention to your identity and don't mess around!" Old monk Jinghong shouted angrily.

"What do you mean by acting recklessly? I was clearly acting in self-defense. Why didn't I fight back when I saw those great monks hitting me with sticks?"

I smiled teasingly.

"Old monk, why don't we sit down, have a cup of tea, and talk slowly?"

Jinghong's old face turned red, he looked at the murderous long knife, gritted his teeth and walked over.

"What do you want to talk about?"

He sat in the chair designated by me with a dark face.

The long knife was hanging by his side, very close to his neck, and he could even feel the cold air on his skin.

"Actually, my original intention when I came today was to catch up with the young monk Huixin."

"But he was worried, as if something was bothering him."

"Only after asking, I found out that the affairs in the temple are complicated, and Abbot, you are old, and it is very hard to work every day."

"He is young, and both senior brothers are in seclusion. I don't know how to share my worries with you, and I am very worried."

"That really bothers you, Huixin!" Jinghong glanced at the young monk coldly.

The young monk was a little scared at first, but when he thought that Jiehong didn't dare to fight with me, he suddenly felt emboldened and looked up at me.

"The little monk is my friend, his sorrow is my sorrow, and his host is my host! How can I watch you work hard every day and ignore it?"

I said with a smile.

"I thought about it a lot and came up with a particularly good solution for you, Abbot."

"You see you are getting older, and it is not appropriate for you to be busy every day. It is better to take a back seat and enjoy your old age."

"Isn't it happy to serve flowers and grass every day?"

Jinghong's face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

His face trembled, his chest heaved violently, and he endured it again and again.

A few words popped out from between his teeth.

"What if I don't?"

"Host, don't be burdened. I know you also care about your children, but they are also filial to you!" I looked serious.

"Now that the children are older, we have to let them suffer the hardships they deserve!"

"If you are good to them, they will remember it."

"They will definitely give you a final farewell. They will definitely give you a glorious show on the day you leave!"

"I wonder if you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

"You, you" Jinghong stared, trembling with anger.

I approached kindly: "Me what?"

The long knife hung by his neck, and the cold evil spirit brushed against his skin.

Jinghong's throat squirmed a few times, and cold sweat fell from his forehead. After holding it in for a long time, he trembled and said, "You, you are right."

"Of course, we are all thinking about you!" I nodded with deep understanding and smiled with satisfaction.

"Let's get ready tonight, and you'll make the announcement early tomorrow morning."

"Announce it tomorrow morning?" Jiehong still had the last bit of unwillingness.

"If it's not good tomorrow morning, tonight is fine too! Then I'll wake up the others right away."

"No, I didn't mean that."

Jinghong lowered his head.

"Let's all take a rest tonight and recuperate. The new host will take office tomorrow." I clapped my hands but did not take back the long knife.

With the long knife at his side, Jinghong felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

We left the solitary room and found a clean Zen room. Hui Jue Hui Hai treated the injury, washed away the blood and put on clean monk robes.

Finally restored to normal.

Huixin ran to the kitchen and brought steamed buns to fill their bellies.

"Among the three of you, Huijue is the most stable. It would be best for you to be the host." I said.

"Donor Li, there are many more virtuous and capable brothers in the temple than us, so we may not be suitable." Huijue said quickly.

"No, you are the most suitable!" I have no doubt, "Whether it is ability or character, the position of hosting is definitely yours!"

"But."

"Stop whining! Do you still miss Yunhua Temple?"

"That's right, senior brother, the temple is full of smoke and smoke now, and those senior brothers' Taoism has long been distorted."

"Senior brother, don't refuse, just listen to Donor Li! He is doing it for our own good!"

The young monk and Hui Hai both persuaded him.

Huijue thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. I will be the acting host first. Later, if someone more suitable than me appears in the temple, I will return to my original position."

"also."

After the discussion, let them both rest.

I guarded Jinghong with a long sword.

The rest of the night passed peacefully.

Early next morning.

A slight ray of sunshine shines on the mountainside.

Yunhua Temple woke up from the darkness.

All the monks gathered together, either surprised or puzzled.

The abbot has a big announcement.

"I am getting old, and I am gradually unable to handle the things in the temple every day."

"For the development of Yunhua Temple, I decided to pass on all abbot positions."

"Huijue has been practicing in seclusion these days, and now he has achieved great success. He is a generous man, has a good character, and is steady in everything he does."

"It is perfect for him to succeed the abbot!"

Jinghong looked like his dead father.

I stood on his left side, the long knife hanging on his back.

Huijue and Huihai, as well as the young monk Huixin, are on his right side.

"Today, Sect Leader Li of the Yunyin Sect happens to be a witness."

"Now, I make it official."

"The new abbot of Yunhua Temple, Huijue!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a lot of discussion in the Buddhist hall.

This happened too suddenly.