Pinecone used its magic power, raised a huge carved stepping bed, several book cases, large chairs and other furniture, and followed the two little novice monks and slowly came to the Zen temple where the guests were entertained.

Pinecone is a middle-aged monk who is only seven feet or two inches tall, thin as a tiny skin, slightly dark in color, not astonishing as he looks, but has a pair of prominent eyes and a very bright gaze.

What he practiced was not the direct practice of Hanyue Temple, "Hanyue Heart Sutra".

This "Heart Sutra" also attracted the attention of the demon girl from the Wanhua Sect, causing Hanyue Temple to become the culprit of the current "Fireworks Land".

Who would have thought that the Buddha power cultivated in the "Cold Moon Heart Sutra" actually has the miraculous effect of refining other people's essence, blood, magic power and soul, helping people extract impurities, so that the essence, blood, magic power and soul become round, harmonious, clear and pure?

Poor Hanyue Temple, which has a ten thousand years of heritage.

I feel sorry for so many monks who have gone astray.

I feel sorry for this beautiful and beautiful land.

Pinecone lamented silently, and together with a group of serious monks, they moved these brand new and unused furniture into the pavilions one by one, and placed them in neatly and luxuriously furnished Zen rooms according to the shouts of several young girls from Wanhuamen.

The magnificent Zen room... Pinecone lamented in her heart, how could this look like the residence that Buddhist disciples should have?

"Okay, get out of here, get angry when you see you guys... Don't be abrupt and be careful of your skin." A little girl waved the handkerchief in her hand impatiently, and asked Pine Cone and the others to leave here as if she drove away pigs and dogs.

The female disciples of Wanhua Sect like those monks who have practiced the Hanyue Heart Sutra, who are tall, mighty, handsome, and romantic, who are careful and considerate to them and are submissive.

And the group of aliens like Pinecone and others...it makes people angry when they look at it.

They were completely useless for the female disciples of the Wanhua Sect, and they were all ragged and shabby. They also looked vulgar, so they felt impatient when they looked at it. It was hard to imagine how these guys would look like if they touched a finger.

So, get out of here and don't offend the VIP.

The monks of Pine Cone and his team clasped their hands with expressionless faces, sang the Buddha's name softly, lowered their heads, and left the pavilion with steady steps. Just as they were about to step on the clouds, Lu Qi suddenly smiled and pointed at them.

"Oh, wait!"

Several monks, a few little girls, and several senior sisters in the outer sect of Wanhua Gate who were in charge of this Zen temple changed their faces at the same time.

A senior sister in the outer door who was wearing a water-green long skirt and was somewhat enchanting, twisting the water snake's waist, and smiled and approached Lu Qi: "This young master, did they offend the young master? Alas, they are just a group of fire-headed dogs who are unpromising, unlucky, and have no hope for the rest of their lives. They..."

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Lu Qi looked at the outer sister and interrupted her.

"It's nothing else, but there are a few servants in my yard whom I can drive and run around... Just them, stay all of them, let them serve in this yard these days."

The senior sister of the outer sect was stunned and subconsciously said: "We have very caring and gentle outer sect disciples who obey the orders, young master..."

Lu Qi waved his hand and said carelessly: "Hey, what are you saying? How can I bear to order these beautiful little girls at will? They just stand by me and make me look at them."

A monk came up and said with a smile: "Young Master is right. However, the young monks and brothers can also serve the young masters when they run errands. Why do these guys with thick hands and feet dirty the young master's eyes?"

Lu Qi touched his chin, looked at the greasy monks with powdery faces, and said slowly: "I am the most annoying that men who are more handsome than me are swaying in front of me! Usually, I ask people to drag them out and beat them to death!"

Zhike Monk's greasy smile suddenly froze, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly took several steps back.

Lu Qi smiled and pointed to the expressionless Pine Cone and other group of erotic monks, and said slowly: "It's you, go and change your clothes. These days, I've been squatting in the auxiliary buildings on both sides. I have a place to hire people, so I will naturally greet you... Go quickly!"

While giving orders, Lu Qi took out a handful of Bao Guangjue and threw it into the arms of the outer sister next to him.

The senior sister in the green skirt smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into a line.

Hanyue Temple is now a huge "bride building", a real "land of wind and moon". The martial arts attributes of Wanhua Sect are so good, and the disciples in the sect are so popular... The rich one is the master!

No one would doubt that Lu Qi would do something strange to a group of bitter monks who were dark, thin and could not shave two taels of fat.

Or, as long as the money is in place, even if Lu Qi wants to snatch these bitter monks from the skin, refine their souls, or even use magical means to make them into various puppets, evil ghosts and other things... As long as the money is in place, there is nothing to say.

A group of lower-class monks who are not popular in Hanyue Temple, but because of the residual historical reasons, they are just stubborn and hardworking in Hanyue Temple. Is their life and death important?

unimportant!

Therefore, several outer sisters and the monks of Zhike left with a large number of Bao Guangjue, smiling and satisfied.

A large group of smart, cute and cute little girls from the outside were stayed and served Lu Qi, Ahu and his party diligently.

The nineteen errand monks were called to take a shower, changed into clean and tidy cotton monk robe, brand new monk boots, and dressed neatly, and returned to Lu Qi's yard.

Songguo stood in front of Lu Qi with a group of junior brothers, standing in front of Lu Qi in line with expressionless faces, looking at Lu Qi and the crowd in front of him with extremely nervousness.

This is something that has never happened before.

As the outer sister said, they were just a group of bitter monks and a group of fire forebodou, who specialized in rough, dirty and tiring work, just like a group of insects with tenacious vitality, struggling and striving to survive in the mud of Hanyue Temple.

What value do they have?

There is a lack of people who drive them around? I am unwilling to drive those little girls from Wanhuamen, so I chose them?

There is no such reason.

Pinecone was in a heavy mood and he was ready to work hard.

The thoughts that emerged in his mind were exactly the same as the previous senior sisters and several monks of the guest thoughts. Perhaps, the young master in front of him was a tyrannical disciple of the demonic Taoism. He left his own and his brothers in order to use magical means to do some tragic things, right?

This kind of thing happened not much in Hanyue Temple, but it is not without it.

Some monks from the Wanhua Gate who are treated with respect and respectfully occasionally enter Hanyue Temple and kill three or five hundred monks from Hanyue Temple for some reason... it is nothing more than a matter of paying some money.

Those monks who were used by Wanhuamen as "mist-mist-punching pestle" ended in this way, let alone these serious monks?

Lu Qi stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, looking down at the Songgui and others for a while, then looked up at the sky that was rich and solid, and the fallen god whip that was sucking and urging various desire powers in the evil clouds.

This thing hangs above my head, and Lu Qi really dared not do it randomly.

After a while of silence, Lu Qi coughed and asked Songguo very seriously: "You guys seem to be a little different from other monks in Hanyue Temple..."

Pinecone took a step forward and saluted Lu Qi with a solemn movement.

He was about to speak when a little girl on the side laughed: "Young master doesn't know that they are the cancer of Hanyue Temple, a group of the most stubborn, rude, the most unkind, and the most useless monks... Alas, they are just a group of lowly pigs and dogs. Our sect spends some leftovers and keeps them at will."

Lu Qi turned his head and glanced at the little girl: "Yeah, whose crotch is not strong enough, revealing your eloquent little mouth? Do I ask you something? I'm interrupting and talking nonsense. This is the rule of your Wanhuamen?"

A group of little girls from Wanhuamen changed their colors at the same time.

They stared at Lu Qi in a daze, closed their mouths, lowered their heads, and took two steps back with a blue face.

Before, Lu Qi threw down a lot of Bao Guangjue with great money. They all saw it clearly, knowing that this was a rich and powerful disciple, and it was definitely not something that they were like little girls in the outer sect and maids could offend.

The little girl who had just spoken was so scared that she was sweating all over.

The little girls in Wanhua Sect have a frivolous personality. They interrupted before just to sell Lu Ya for a good deal. If they can win Lu Ya's favor, make Lu Ya fall in love with her, and spend some money to redeem her and leave Wanhua Sect, that would be the best.

Unexpectedly, I flattered the horse's legs!

This young man is very different from the wealthy families who visited Hanyue Temple before!

Songguo looked up slightly, looked at the little girl whose face turned black after being scolded in surprise, and spoke slowly: "Young Master Mingjian, we are just a group of stupid monks who follow Buddhist precepts and are dedicated to practicing in peace in Hanyue Temple."

"Stupid? That may not be!" Lu Qi smiled and shook his head: "Can you recite scriptures?"

Pine Cone was stunned, her eyelids rolled, and her extremely bright eyes looked at Lu Qi deeply: "Yes!"

Lu Qi nodded: "My ancestor is not sure which generation of ancestor I have been. I have been dead for some years. A few days ago, I dreamed of him... Tsk, covered in blood, his armor was broken, and his death was very terrible. I feel uneasy... Can you please save the scriptures of elders? If you know, go to the vice building and read it to me thousands or eight hundred times."

A group of little girls were crazy.

Pinecon and other nineteen errand monks almost vomited blood.

What are you kidding? You came to a place like Hanyue Temple, where you were looking for someone to recite scriptures and save your ancestors?

Are you too filial?

Or, your filial piety has deteriorated?
Chapter completed!