"Forbidden Land?" Fang Jie couldn't help but look at the depths of the bamboo forest in the west with curiosity, and asked the captain of the monk soldier who was looking for it, "I don't know where is the place ahead?"

The captain of the monk soldier did not hide it, but just hummed impatiently: "This is the holy place where I, Master Bodhidharma, face the wall and meditate. Elder Du, is not allowed to enter. Please come back."

After hearing what the captain of the monk soldier said, Fang Jie was stunned, and he was even more curious and refused to give up, "Are I, a guest at Shaolin, not qualified to enter?"

"You?" The captain of the monk soldier glanced at Fang Jie disdainfully and said, "What's the point of being a mere guest? If the donor can abide by the precepts of this temple for ten years, he would have the qualifications. Unfortunately, the donor was too serious to kill and he would no longer be able to see the Holy Ancestor."

"Hmph, don't let in, can't you force yourself to break through?" Fang Jie sneered and touched his nose, looked up at the sky, thinking that after everything in the temple was done, we would come to see Bodhidharma. At present, it is better not to act rashly, so as not to cause trouble.

While thinking about this, Fang Jie turned around and left. When he reached the back door, he looked back. Seeing that the monk soldiers still did not leave, they were eyeing him, and in order to avoid trouble, Fang Jie hesitated for a half-second and gave up the idea of ​​going to the forest to inquire, and quickly rushed towards the main hall in the temple.

At this time, the sky was completely dark. The night sky was shining with stars, and the candles had already been lit in the temple. The entire temple was brightly lit like daytime, and the singing of Zen showed a peaceful and peaceful scene. Back at the main hall, Shuang'er, who had already kowtowed, saw Fang Jie coming, quickly greeted him happily, looked around and no one around, quickly took out a booklet and handed it to Fang Jie and said, "Young master, Shuang'er is lucky to have not been humiliated, the Yi Jin Jing is already in the way!"

Fang Jie, who had been in love with Shuang'er, had already learned that Shuang'er had already obtained the Yijin Jing, so he was not very excited. He was about to take over the secret book. But he couldn't help but move slightly, quickly retracted his hand and smiled, "It's better to help me put it away first. I'm afraid that if I take this secret book, I will make some rumors and announcements, which will cause trouble. Therefore, it's better for us to make a fortune in silence."

Shuang'er laughed and had to put away the Yijin Jing and asked, "I wonder what the young master has now?"

After thinking about it, Qi Jie couldn't help but smile, opened the text message system and sent a text message to Du Chan. He asked the other party to come and meet him immediately.

When he received Fang Jie's text message, Du Chan was in a dilemma. Before that, all the elders of the Du people in Shaolin Temple held a special discussion meeting. The main topic was whether to sell a book of Yijin Sutra to Fang Jie at a low price.

It is obvious that not everyone has the self-knowledge of Du Chan. Players who can reach the Elder of Du are all good at it. Not only are they capable, they are used to being arrogant in normal times. They have been closed in Shaolin Temple for a long time and have even become arrogant.

Therefore, in addition to Du Chan's willingness to accept Fang Jie's "unreasonable" request, all the other elders of Du Chen expressed their opposition, and even clamored to find Fang Jie to duel and teach the other party well. In the end, if Du Chan had not persuaded and stopped them, he would have come to Fang Jie long ago.

On one hand, there is the collective interests of the sect, and on the other hand, there is a plague god who is terrified in the world. Du Chan, who is trapped in the middle, is really not a human inside or outside, but there is nothing we can do. The second-in-command must have the awareness of the second-in-command and have to take over anything. If the first-in-command Du Chen is directly raised to express his opinion, there will be no room for many things to turn around.

Since Fang Jie asked to meet, Du Chan naturally had no way to avoid it, so he had to bite the bullet and meet Fang Jie. Fang Jie could see the attitude of the senior officials of Shaolin Temple from Du Chan's face at a glance. He couldn't help but sneer: "What? Are you not very happy to sell me a book of Yijin Sutra?"

"this,"

Du Chan scratched his bare head and was a little crazy. He had seen many people in the world, but when facing Fang Jie, he always felt an invisible pressure. Even when he was talking, hesitating for a long time before shirking responsibility, "It's not that I'm not happy, it's that they are not convinced! You know, although I am a nursing home, I may not be much better than them in terms of fighting skills. I still have to give me some face. They all object to it, and I can't speak for you."

Fang Jie naturally knew that Du Chan was still a little biased towards him, so he smiled unanimously and asked: "Who are they? Are they elders of the Du generation? Wouldn't they quietly make you Shaolin Temple messy?"

"Hey, if they are afraid, will they still be so tough?

Du Chan sneered, and he also said a lot about the other elders of the Du name. It would be fine if these people were a little arrogant, but this time they abandoned the overall interests of Shaolin Temple for their own face and got Fang Jie out of the head. It was really hard to see the situation clearly, but that would be fine. If you could use Fang Jie's hand to teach these ignorant people.

"They've been restrained on weekdays, and they are also surprised to consolidate their status.

Thinking of this, Du Chan suddenly had a clear understanding. At the beginning, he was concerned about the interests of his own sect and wanted to resist Fang Jie, but now he had already figured it out. Instead of sing a different tune with Fang Jie, it would be better to draw a line with those people and stand on Fang Jie's side and bet on Fang Jie's ability to suppress the forces of the various scholastic colleges. If the bet loses, Du Chen will help ease it later. If the bet wins, hehe, those people may not dare to show any face when they see him. After all, there is a pervert Fang Jie behind him, so he has to look at the monks and Buddha faces, right?

While Du Chan was thinking secretly, Fang Jie asked: "What is Du Chen's attitude now?"

Since he had decided to take the team, Du Chan didn't have so much scruples when he spoke, and said with a smile: "He is smart. His attitude is just not attitude. I probably want to see what kind of waves you and the elders of the Du generation can cause, and then express his opinion after the situation is clear. Anyway, I am doing things that offend people normally, and he will come out when the market smooths out. Otherwise, how could he be Wen Ruo Taishan in the position of a sect disciple? But I guess he is still very afraid of you, and it is impossible for him to abstain from the vote."

"Don't look at the surface when looking at the problem.

Fang Jie shook his head and smiled, "I guess those people who expressed opposition were secretly instructed by him. Although there are many people who do not know themselves, the top leaders of Shaolin Temple are not all idiots. In fact, from Du Chen's perspective, you can understand that no matter what the result is, it will be beneficial to him. If I have the upper hand, he can run out to smooth things over and gain a good reputation in the world with a broad mind and generous reputation. If Shaolin Temple has the upper hand, his disciples will naturally have face. After all, no sect has ever given me a defeat. If we fight for the same sect, he can both have face and use it to suppress those elders who threaten his status. In short, he is planning to remain unchanged and adapt to changes. It is a good plan. If you want to replace him as a disciple, at least the head of Lin Temple, you have to learn from him in this regard!"

"No, no! I know what kind of virtue I have. I don't dare to think about the position of the head, nor do I have that ambition. I still have some self-knowledge. Du Chan waved his hands repeatedly and politely rejected Fang Jie's hint.

Seeing that Du Chan really didn't seem to have that ambition, Fang Jie couldn't help but ponder for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, I won't be troubled by Du Chen. I want you to bring me a message to him, just say that when challenging the Eighteen Arhat Formation of Shaolin, I hope he accidentally broke some precepts and was locked in a small dark room. He was unable to participate in the formation task.

After refusing this, Du Chan was stunned for a long time before saying, "You, what you mean is "not bad." Fang Jie took the conversation and said coldly: "I must break through the Eighteen Arhat Formation of Shaolin. Isn't they unwilling to accept it? Then let's see the truth! Since Du Chen wants to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, then do it more simply. Isn't it more suitable for him to just go out of sight? So, don't participate in the Eighteen Arhat Formation of Shaolin this time, go to the monk's prison for two days."

At this time, Du Chan was also very shocked. He heard Fang Jie meant that he planned to put one, two or three Shaolin Temple into the monk's prison, and he faced the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation, which lacked three top Shaolin Cheng elders, and then in the name of challenge, he taught those who dared to go against him, and might even kill him directly.

In this way, Du Chan, Du Chen and Du Ji were equivalent to turning their elbows outwards and helping Fang Jie in disguise. Not to mention the final result of challenging the Eighteen Arhat Formation, just say that Fang Jie forced Shaolin Temple to disappear at this critical moment. It also seemed too arrogant and domineering. At least Du Chan would still find it difficult to accept such an arrangement for a while.

Seeing that Du Chan did not express his opinion for a long time, Fang Jie stared at the other party with a funny look and said, "If you can't accept it emotionally, it's easy to do. I'll knock you out now. Let you faint for two or three days, and wake you up after I get things done. As for Du Chen, you don't have to worry. I'm sure that even if I don't mean that, he has already planned to send himself to the monk's prison. If he can't even think of this trick, it would have been useless to be a sect disciple for so many years."

After hearing Fang Jie's words, Du Chan's mental balance became much more balanced. After considering it, he smiled bitterly: "Since that's the case, I won't say anything anymore. You don't have any seriousness. I'm afraid that you will be beaten to death by you. That would be too unfair. For nothing, it's better for me to hide in the monk's prison for two days. You can do whatever you want."

Before he finished speaking, Du Chan had already hit the cloud pillar in the hall. After a rumbling sound, a group of monk soldiers with fierce appearance rushed in outside the hall. He shouted angrily at Du Chan, who was smirking and touching his head, "The elder Du Chan has used the iron-headed skills to destroy public property and was sent to the monk's prison for two days to show punishment!"
Chapter completed!