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Chapter 80: Incense to the Gods

In the effort of the cup of tea, a crack was cracked on the belly of the back mountain that had just been closed.

Monk Dingyuan and Qin Shuailing walked out one after another.

Qin Shuailing looked at the back mountain that had recovered as before, and looked admired.

"Mr. Dingyuan, this realm of the infinite Dharma Amitabha is really extraordinary. In this small hill, you can open up such a method domain, which really opens the Xiaoshuai's eyes."

"Amitabha Buddha, Qin Shuai Ling is over-reputable. Just a mere little technique, but it is far inferior to the Three Yang Magical Methods in the Meeting."

Although Monk Dingyuan said this, the pride in his eyes could not be concealed.

The two walked side by side, but started chatting.

"Ship Qin, you have been working hard these days. I just don't know when the remaining two Taoist men will be sent here?" asked Monk Dingyuan.

"This is my duty, and I dare not be a great master to praise me like this." Qin Shuailing said he did not dare, and immediately replied, "Sir, Lang Shuailing has sent me a message to me. If nothing unexpected happens, the two Daozi will arrive at this temple in five days at the latest."

"Five days later?" Monk Dingyuan asked in surprise when he heard this.

"How could it be so late?"

Qin Shuailing immediately said with a somewhat ugly expression, "Yes, Lang Shuailing has some trouble. The city guards in Fuchang suddenly changed their minds halfway and refused to allow the two Daozis led by Lang Shuailing to enter the city to preach. He had to call the believers out of the city to collect incense beliefs, but it was a little late."

Monk Dingyuan then said "hmm" and asked in confusion, "Why are there any problems with Fuchang City guarding? Are they not suitable for us to cooperate well?"

"Sir, you don't know. Although Zhucheng in the north has a private tacit understanding with me, Sanyang, it is not because my Sanyang will be willing to give these refugees a bite of food and save them a lot of effort, so I turned a blind eye."

"Now, seeing that my Sanyang Society believers are growing day by day, they have different thoughts and keep making small moves. Now they have begun to block our way to transport grain."

"And, most importantly, after King Yong's death, his wife, with the strong support of her parents' family, immediately pushed her eldest son to the position of King Yong, regained the northern land, and appeased the army and people under her command."

"It means that the threat that has been pressing on our Sanyang Society has not slowed down at all."

Qin Shuai Ling suddenly felt bitter.

Dingyuan frowned when he heard this and asked again, "Is there no way to deal with it in the meeting? Let them get stuck on our necks?"

"Not for the time being." Qin Shuailing shook his head, looked around, and then whispered to him.

"Sir, you have lived in Ciyun Temple for a long time and are dedicated to refining this sacrificial incense for the Heavenly Lords, but you don't know that the dark waves are surging in the meeting."

"Some time ago, after the news came that the head of the Yuanhuang Sect and most of the elite disciples in the sect had died,

The two masters of Qingyang and Baiyang's veins immediately had a conflict over the ownership of the Yuanhuang Sect, and they all wanted to take over the big head."

"After the two meridians fought openly and secretly for a long time, many people even died, which was completely ruined. At present, both meridians were doing their own things, and they were very tempted to never interact with each other. Otherwise, how could the big things such as the refining of the sacrificial incense be fully responsible for our Red Vein? In the past, they wanted to send someone to monitor us, for fear that a little bit of missing when paying tribute. Especially this year, the one I refined this year was far from the small fights in the past."

Qin Shuailing said here, but the smile in his eyes could no longer be concealed. He said with a ridiculous sneer, "You don't know. Just a few days ago, the two men of the Jing and Bai raided the mountain gate of the Yuanhuang Sect, but they didn't expect that they were all severely damaged. They didn't succeed, and they also broke a lot of people."

"According to the news I have received, the Yuanhuang Sect had already blocked the mountain and opened the formation as soon as it got the death of the leader, and awakened several old people who pretended to die and avoided the disaster, guarding against the passage of robbery and taking advantage of the situation and taking advantage of the situation."

"The Qingbai meridians hit their hands directly, and they were seriously injured. They didn't think about it. The Yuanhuang Sect was dominated by the northern land for many years, and no matter how suddenly the catastrophe was, the lean camel would be bigger than a horse."

He gestured a palm and smiled gloatingly, "I guess, now that the two blue and white veins are added together, the Fu Man adds up the Ban Shuai Ling, and it is probably less than half a hundred people."

"Now, it is my Red Vein who has the right to speak in the meeting. Just like this time, the Qingbai meridians are not sending people to inquire about it, which shows that they must have suffered a lot of damage."

Monk Dingyuan laughed and said nothing. He called the Buddha's name, but said to Qin Shuailing, "Since that's the case, please ask Qin Shuailing to rest in the temple for the time being. After Lang Shuailing brought Taoist back, we will immediately turn on the furnace to make incense."

Qin Shuailing immediately nodded and said yes.

The two returned to Ciyun Temple, had a vegetarian meal, and then separated.

In the city of Beiguan.

Zhang Jiao listened to the message conveyed by "Miaodao" from afar, his eyes were full of blood, but he was moved.

"Sacrifice for the gods?"

"We need to use Daozi, which absorbs the power of incense, as the raw materials. I think this incense should be suitable for me."

He began to think about it.

"One Dharma Lord, two commanders, and more than a dozen monks who are suspected of being generals."

"The guarding power in Ciyun Temple is not weak. So what should I do?"

Zhang Jiao thought while walking. After a while, he suddenly stomped his feet.

A little yellow ghost immediately emerged from the ground.

"Young man, please pay homage to the master."

Zhang Jiao looked at the earth ghost kneeling on the ground and immediately ordered it, "Go and find me a mouse. Remember, don't let the mouse notice any abnormalities."

The earth ghost immediately nodded and said yes, then quickly escaped into the soil and disappeared.

Outside Beiguan City.

Dozens of boys, both a half years old, were shrank and scattering along the city wall, looking around, as if looking for something.

"Erniu, look."

After searching for a long distance, I walked in front and suddenly pulled the boy next to me and whispered.

The boy, known as Erniu, immediately looked at his fingers and saw a rat hole the size of a fist under the corner of the wall not far away.

The two of them ran over and carefully observed the rat hole.

"There are traces of living things in the new earth."

The two of them were immediately ecstatic and immediately started working hard.

In the past few days, there have been a lot of mice inside and outside Beiguan City. Somehow, they often go into the city one by one, as if there is something in the city that attracts them especially.

However, this abnormal situation did not attract the attention of the big people in the city at all. Instead, it made the refugees around them feel happy. Many people looked around the city wall every day to see if they could get some wild game.

Among them, these half-aged boys are the most active.

Erniu licked his skinny lips, and a wolf-like gaze appeared in his eyes. The gravel in his hand quickly dug the hole in front of him.

He seemed to be able to feel the deliciousness of rat meat.

As he dug, a foot-long rat appeared faintly under the base of the wall. Erniu immediately digged up the soil with his hands, and a trace of greedy liquid kept flowing down from the corner of his mouth.

However, after he dug out the rat hole completely, there was nothing in front of him, and there was no living thing at all.

Erniu fell to the ground, muttering to himself.

"Where is the mouse? Where is my mouse?"

He still didn't give up and pulled it up in the soil, but suddenly it seemed as if he had touched a few iron objects that were round on the outside and square on the inside. He immediately pulled away the soil and pulled it out.

In Heijian Village.

A boy with a mouse-like beard suddenly shouted excitedly, his voice echoing in the cave.
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