"Oh..." Wu Ming suddenly sighed helplessly and said, "Stop..."

His words were sick, as if he was weak. However, the two people on the ring felt a strange feeling from the bottom of their hearts at the same time, that is, their fighting will suddenly faded and they no longer had the interest to continue fighting.

Qiu Fangyu paused, and his toes slighted, and he retreated like a flying one.

Yu Linghe stood there, and the four beasts transformed into shapes came to his side. The four beasts transformed into shapes stared at Wu Ming tightly. The hairs on their bodies stood up, and a strong, trembling feeling was released from their bodies without reservation. However, after Yu Linghe looked at Wu Ming deeply, he waved his hand gently and put away all the beasts.

Although Wu Ming has not taken action yet, Yu Linghe knows that he is afraid of being wrong with his current enemy. Even if he uses all the means, the result will be the same. Since that is the case, why bother to bluff?

Yu Fangling sneered: "Master Wuming, what do you mean?"

Wu Ming said slowly, "We have admitted defeat in this battle." His wrist trembled, and the scriptures suddenly flew up and floated in the air, slowly flying towards Fu Minghun as if someone was holding it with his hands. The heartache on Wu Ming's face could be seen by everyone.

Yu Fangling moved his hands slightly, but finally endured it.

Fu Minghua took the scriptures and smiled very happily as if a flower was blooming on his face.

Wu Ming bowed to everyone and said, "Everyone, since the gambling battle failed, the old monk said goodbye."

Yu Fangling smiled and said, "Master Wuming, it's rare for you to go out. How many days would you be a guest at the cinema?"

He couldn't hope that Wu Ming would leave quickly, but on the surface he tried his best to keep it.

Wu Ming sighed lightly: "Thank you Mr. Yu for your kindness, but the old monk needs to repent in front of the Buddha if he loses the scriptures. Goodbye." After that, he waved his hand and turned around and left with Qiu Fangyu.

Seeing Wu Ming far away, Yu Fangling and Fu Minghuan's eyes fell on the scriptures. The light flashing in their eyes was heart-warming.

Master Wuming and disciple left far away, Qiu Fangyu lowered his head and suddenly said, "Master, I'm sorry."

Wu Ming smiled slightly and said, "You did not do anything wrong, why are you apologizing?"

Qiu Fangyu looked up, and he looked up at the sky, sighed, and said, "I originally thought that after I learned the Eight-turn Mountain Escape Stick Technique, I was already qualified to fight Geng Chu. But now I realize that I am still too far away."

Wu Ming finally stopped, and he nodded slowly. He said, "Let the fish, although your talent is good, it is only good. When you open your eyes, you have not obtained any talent for divine eyes." He paused and said, "Diligence can make up for your shortcomings, but if the talent is too different, how can you make up for it?"

Qiu Fangyu lowered his head, his eyes sarcastically.

Wu Ming shook his head again and said, "Release the fish. How about the orangutan raised by the teacher's back mountain?"

Qiu Fangyu was stunned, really not understanding why Wu Ming suddenly mentioned the gorilla. However, after a moment of pondering, he still honestly said: "Although it is not a monster, it has lived for so many years and is somewhat human and can share a lot of things."

Wuming smiled and said, "How is it compared to you?"

Qiu Fangyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, you are joking."

Wuming nodded and said, "Among the gorillas, it is also smart, and it has lived for nearly a hundred years to be able to understand human nature. But even so, it is far less than you..."

Qiu Fangyu was stunned for a while, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said, "Master, are you saying that my qualifications are just an orangutan compared to Geng Chu and Yu Linghe?"

Wu Ming's eyes were like swords, as if pointing straight to the hearts of people: "How many years have you taken to learn the Eight-Turn Mountain Passing Stick and understand the secret of space?"

"Three full years."

"Yu Linghe has only opened her eyes for a few months and has already understood the space footwork. How about you comparing with him?"

Qiu Fangyu's face gradually turned pale and he remained silent.

Wu Ming still refused to let go and continued: "When Geng Chu opened his eyes, the divine light of the Huoheng tribe was ten thousand feet long, and the light of the tribe's gods could be seen for a hundred miles. If he had not calculated the mistake by his master, he should have obtained the two divine eyes." After pausing for a moment, his voice suddenly turned sharply: "How is your qualification compared to him?"

Qiu Fangyu's face had long been gone, and he said decadently: "Disciple... is worse."

"Hmph, you are not as good as you are, and you are not as good as you are. It is almost the same as their days of practicing. How can you be on an equal footing with them?"

Qiu Fangyu's muscles twitched for a moment and said painfully: "Master, will I be inferior to them in my life?"

Wu Ming shook his head slowly and said, "Otherwise, you are just not talented, but your understanding is not much inferior. Moreover, you have a heart that never gives up." He stretched out his finger, pointed it out on Qiu Fangyu's chest, and said, "As soon as I saw you, I knew you were the kind of person who never gave up, so I made an exception to accept you as a lay disciple." His voice was low, with a hint of hazy temptation: "As long as you can improve your talent and compare with them, your future achievements will be limitless."

Qiu Fangyu's eyes flashed, and he naturally understood the meaning of Wu Ming's words.

There are naturally countless magical powers and magical methods in Buddhism. However, such a despicable means that can improve talent are not something that lay disciples can expect.

The master and disciple looked at each other for a long time, and Qiu Fangyu finally bowed slowly and said, "Master, the disciple is willing to convert to Buddhism."

Wu Ming looked solemn and said, "Do you regret it?"

"Disciple doesn't regret it"

"Okay" Wu Ming finally showed a faint smile on his face, and said, "As soon as you enter the emptiness sect, everything is empty, and when you enter my Buddhism, you should cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and you will have no bond with your previous life."

"Yes, my disciple understand."

"Okay, just understand." Wu Ming laughed loudly, reached out to wipe Qiu Fangyu's head, and strands of black hair fluttered in the wind. When Qiu Fangyu got up, he was already a little monk.

"Let's go, go, go." Wuming held Qiu Fangyu's hand and said, "We will return to the temple and report to the abbot of the teacher to you and teach you the supreme magical power."

"Thank you, Master." Qiu Fangyu responded and said, "Master, I have implicated you and lost the scriptures. What if the abbot blames you?"

"Hehe, this scripture is to be kept in the cinema. Whether you win or lose, as long as you can leave the scriptures, the task of being a teacher will be completed."

"Ah, why is this?"

"The Buddha said: You cannot say it, you cannot say it..."

The two figures gradually disappeared until they completely disappeared in the cinema area and eventually disappeared.

Inside the cinema, in the Wei Mansion.

Yu Fangling and Fu Minghua sat opposite each other. Although the two had different cultivation levels, they represented two giants behind them, so Yu Fangling would not rely too much on their seniority in front of Fu Minghua.

"Ahem, Mrs. Fang, as agreed, this scripture should be first submitted to our Qing to the Tiangong to observe it?" Yu Fangling said with a bad expression.

Fu Minghua smiled and said without any reason: "Senior Yu, have you forgotten, who won this scripture by betting?"

Yu Fangling's face turned slightly red. He originally thought that Zhang Tantang would win the final victory with just Zhang Tantang alone. But he didn't expect that after the bet, Zhang Tantang would be defeated. Instead, Yu Linghe came forward to settle the matter.

If it were before, he would never have been so shameless. But now, he needs this Buddhist treasure that can calm his mind and mind more than ever.

"Mrs. Fang. I was occasionally restless when I was practicing recently." Yu Fangling said with since then: "If Mrs. Fang is willing to give the right to use the scriptures to me first, I am willing to exchange this thing." He stretched out his hand, and the thing flew to Fu Minghuan's hand.

Fu Minghua was stunned. She looked at it and a look of surprise suddenly surged on her face.

After pondering for a moment, she said, "Well, but in three years, this thing will definitely be delivered to the two branches of the Fang family."

Yu Fangling breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Fang, I will definitely not disappoint you."

After obtaining the Muhai Overseas Scroll, Yu Fangling's face showed satisfaction, and he hurriedly left with Zhang Tandang. Afterwards, he did not leave the cinema, but instead lived there. Although he was in seclusion and practiced hard on the surface, he was actually alone in the mine veins with scriptures.

If the Mining Spirit is really born and can be used by him, then no matter how much effort is, it will be completely worth it to him.

The master and apprentice Fu Minghuan seemed to have relied on the cinema. Even though they had decided to belong to the mine, they had no intention of leaving at all.

After half a month, Yu Linghe opened the door in a certain place in the backyard of Wei Mansion with a smile on his face.

Yu Ziyuan looked up alone in the moonlight, and a faint chill of ice and snow was rippling on her body. This chill was not deliberately released by her, but it spread unconsciously, as if the entire area was covered with a layer of snow-white color.

"Sister, you are finally healed." Yu Linghe said with a smile.

Yu Ziyuan turned her head, and a smile appeared on her face that looked like an iceberg, and said, "Your feeling is getting more and more acute, it's amazing."

Even Fu Minghun could not see that her injuries were healed, but Yu Linghe seemed to know it in advance, which was indeed surprising.

Yu Linghe smiled mysteriously and said, "Sister, what do you want to do now?"

A cold light flashed in Yu Ziyuan's eyes and said, "Why, do you want to take care of your sister's affairs now?"

Yu Linghe thrust his chest and said, "Sister, I don't have that courage. But..." He suddenly clenched his fists and said, "I want to go out to sea, but I wonder if I can accompany you?"

Yu Ziyuan's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and finally sighed softly: "Brother, this is my grudge against the sirens."

With his eyebrows raised, Yu Linghe said without hesitation: "It hurts you, it is a grudge against me. If you don't take this grudge, I feel uneasy. Sister, if you don't let me go with you, then I'll go by myself."

Feeling the unshakable tone in Yu Linghe's words, Yu Ziyuan's slightly frown brows slowly stretched out, and a smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth, saying, "Okay, let's go together."

At this moment, her mood was so complicated that it was really hard to describe. But she understood even more that the weak, incompetent, timid, and fearful brother, who had to make a name for himself, was really gone forever.

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