Huang Tianba understood the thoughts of this old Taoist. He was also from a sect and could understand this idea very well, but he would not sympathize with it. He was eliminated without ability. It was natural to go anywhere. He was pitiful, but if he didn't come today, wouldn't Zhou Shuyi be killed by him?

"But I am not from your Yishi Society. According to your statement, how can I help you get a good ranking in Qingcheng Gate?" Huang Tianba asked.

"This is simple." Seeing that Huang Tianba was about to agree, Zhou Feicheng immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Huang has rested and will come back to our Qingcheng Temple with me. Just write a name on the personnel book in the Ancestor Hall. Don't worry, I will give Mr. Huang a name dedicated to the elders. In this way, Mr. Huang can participate on our behalf, and if something happens to Qingcheng Temple, Mr. Huang will not be affected by this."

Enjoying elders is common in many sects. Even some gangs in the underground world, such as the Qing Gang, also have many worship elders. These people can decide whether to help the sect take action depending on their mood. If there is something wrong with the sect, they will not be involved in them.

"That's easy to say." Huang Tianba grinned and said, "But I still have to make it clear. I will definitely get the ring when I go there this time. If you can only get the ring if you win the championship, then you will deal with the matter afterwards and I will not continue to help you."

He only plans to get a ranking and reward, but if he wins the championship, he must be the president of the Yishi Association according to the rules. How can Qingchengmen's ability convince the public? Obviously, it is not possible.

At that time, he will need to come forward to save the situation. Huang Tianba will definitely not be willing to do such a thing. He will run away after getting the things. He has to study what the True Fire Ring is and why it is so similar to the Qiankun Ring? If it is really the same as the Qiankun Ring, and after refining it, it will be a flying sword, then this trip will really make a lot of money.

"Don't worry, we will handle it later. I don't plan to be the president. I'll just refuse when the time comes, and someone will definitely take over." Zhou Feicheng replied quickly.

Huang Tianba nodded, quickly swept away the food on the table and then drank the hundreds of cups of tea in one go, snapped his fingers and said, "Let's go, I'll go home if I'll go home. When will the Yishi hold it?"

"The Yishihui Club will be held at noon tomorrow. I will pick up Mr. Huang at that time." Zhou Feicheng said quickly, then got up and led the way, took Huang Tianba to a Toyota and drove to Qingcheng Temple.

Qingcheng Temple is located on the hillside of a Qingcheng Mountain. This Qingcheng Mountain is still well-known nearby. When Huang Tianba took a bus, there were more than a dozen pilgrims burning incense in the Taoist temple. The business was pretty good, but looking at the pilgrims' dress, they really didn't look like rich people.

The Taoist temple is a bit old. Huang Tianba took a look and knew that it has been established for at least two or three hundred years. It is far inferior to the Xiaoyao Temple on his Zhenwu Mountain. Xiaoyao Temple has a history of more than a thousand years.

"This is Qingcheng Temple." After arriving at Qingcheng Temple, Zhou Feicheng took Huang Tianba out of the car to his Taoist temple. Before they walked a few steps, a goatee blocked their way.

The old goatee was wearing the same Taoist robe as Zhou Feicheng. When he saw Zhou Feicheng with a happy face, he laughed and said, "Isn't this Senior Brother Zhou? Long time no see. I heard that your stall business in the Westfos market has been pretty good recently? You probably made a lot of money."

As a dignified Taoist temple, he may not be a powerful figure, but instead of doing business in his Taoist temple, he fell into setting up a stall. It is indeed a shameless thing.

The other party's naked mockery made Zhou Feicheng's face darker. The two apprentices behind him clenched their fists. One of them shouted: "Lai Wenlin, what's there to say, you traitor? Get out of Qingcheng Temple quickly and don't stand here to dirty the Feng Shui of our Taoist Temple."

The little old man named Lai Wenlin just tsk a few times and said sarcastically, "It's worthy of being a little waste taught by the old waste. He has nothing to do, but he is very good at cursing people. I see, you masters and apprentices can help people collect debts in a day. They stand at the door of others, curse the street and throw chicken blood to scare people. In this way, the money you earn may be much better than you worked hard to cheat money in the Westfos market. What do you think?"

He whispered a piece of waste, which made the two apprentices behind Zhou Feicheng blushed and rushed forward and wanted to hit the old guy.

Zhou Feicheng quickly stopped the two apprentices and scolded: "Come back, what are you scheming with him?"

Hearing his master's shout, the two apprentices clenched their fists and retreated in disappointment.

Zhou Feicheng himself walked forward a few steps to Lai Wenlin and said coldly: "Tell me, what do you want to do today? If nothing happens, get out of here, otherwise I am afraid that the ancestor will appear and fall into lightning to kill you, a traitor, will also implicate the pilgrims in our Taoist temple."

"Pilgrims? These poor and sour pilgrims?" Lai Wenlin sneered, then pointed to Qingchengguan and said, "My purpose is very simple. I am here today. I will come to see how Qingchengguan is now, and where there are some places that need to be renovated. After all, I have two or three million yuan on hand. When I go back to Qingchengguan, I will definitely decorate it well. Otherwise, it is normal for the pigs to live in such a broken place, and it is normal for the pilgrims to be unwilling to come."

In his opinion, the Qingcheng Temple always calls the name of the old temple for hundreds of years, but it is so dilapidated that it is placed at the foot of the mountain, and those pilgrims with a little money are not interested in seeing this dilapidated.

There is an old saying that Buddha relies on gold clothes and people rely on clothes. The more Taoist temples are, the more magnificent it needs to be built. Only in this way can big pilgrims be willing to come. In some of the most famous Taoist temples in China, those big pilgrims often spend millions of incense and oil money in order to attract incense, just seek a good omen.

Lai Wenlin's tone was extremely arrogant, as if he had bought this Qingcheng Temple. Zhou Feicheng, who had been sarcastic for many years, was even more embarrassed. He stared at Lai Wenlin and jumped up and scolded: "Get out, you are a traitor and want to join Qingcheng Temple? Now you go and commit suicide and reborn as a good baby. Maybe the ancestor will show great compassion to let you continue to be a disciple of Qingcheng Temple in the next life."

This bastard who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors now even had the idea of ​​his own Taoist temple, which made Zhou Feicheng very angry. No wonder someone came up to contact him some time ago and said he wanted to develop on the mountain and bought the Taoist temple for two million yuan. He didn't agree. Now he thought that it was probably the old dog who instigated him.
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