I am also willing to die for you!"

During these times, all those who rebelled against the religion saw hope gradually rising in Zhang Rongfang.

His strength has progressed at an alarming rate, and now even the strongest leader cannot force him to reach his full strength.

For those in the counter-religion, he is the true dawn of revenge for everyone and subversion of the god-worshiping warriors in the future!

Zhang Rongfang was moved in his heart, looking at this girl who had been loyal to him from beginning to end.

He reached out his hand and gently touched the soft cheek under the mask.

"Suspicion?... This is Citong, not Dadu, and it's not a true Buddhist temple."

"As long as all the insiders are dealt with, everything will be fine..."

"Young Master!?" Zhang Zhenhai's eyes narrowed and he heard the true meaning of this sentence.

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Xizong Buddhist Temple - Wanghai Temple.

The abbot of Wanghai Temple is Kongxiang, Zen Master Wangshu of Xizong.

Kong Xiang was born in the Zhenfo Temple and was an eminent monk of the Kong generation after the Yuan generation.

This person is extremely powerful, ugly in appearance, and has a bad temper. Even in the True Buddha Temple, he is one of the most unpopular people.

So she was simply thrown into Citonglai, where she was responsible for selecting overseas beauties for Sixteen Days Demon Dance.

At this time, inside Wanghai Temple.

Kong Xiang held two slim girls in his arms, and the three of them were naked.

There are several women dancing in the main hall below.

It's just that these women also didn't wear any clothes.

Some women had tears in their eyes, but they had to work hard to maintain their dancing posture.

The most different thing is that none of the women have black hair and black eyes. Some of them have red hair, some have blond hair, and some have long flaxen hair.

Eye colors include blue, purple, and brown, but not black.

"Move loosely! Lift your legs higher! Damn it, you guys are far worse than the previous batch!" Kong Xiang hugged the girl next to him with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"The beauty of dance! Do you know what beauty is? Do you know what Zen is? Ah??"

"You guys are just trying to make me lose face at the end of the year, right?"

The woman below was yelled so hard that her whole body trembled and her face turned pale.

Several of them, because of their deliberate perfunctory behavior in the past, were dragged to have their meat cut up and drank with wine. They were cut alive with hundreds of knives and died in mourning.

In the temple of Kongxiang, there are hundreds of warrior monks transferred there, among them there are many experts, and they are heavily guarded.

The purpose is to rely on foreign countries to continuously purchase goods from Citon Port and send them to the three major capitals for the enjoyment of the spiritual nobles.

Seeing the goods in front of him that were much worse than last time, Kong Xiang frowned and was about to continue to get angry.

"Abbot! Abbot! There is urgent news!"

A dark-skinned monk with a fleshy face trotted in, looked greedily at the group of naked women inside, and then handed the note in his hand to Kong Xiang.

"Urgent report?" Kong Xiang suppressed his anger. He knew that his subordinates usually did not have particularly important matters, so he did not dare to affect his training at this time.

What's more, it's a critical moment to sort out the goods sent to the three major capitals.

Taking the note, Kong Xiang roughly scanned the contents.

Don't really care about it yet.

"Um?!"

Suddenly he came to his senses, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully read the content word for word again to make sure that he had not read it wrongly or was dazzled.

"The information was sent from the Golden Wing Tower??" he said with a solemn expression.

"Exactly! And it's urgently encrypted. Golden Wing Tower used the most covert channel to send it over!" the swarthy monk replied respectfully.

"Interesting, I didn't expect... the dignified Taoist Taoist priest actually has some unclear relationship with the traitor.

Judging from Zhang Ying’s previous qualifications, he was originally from the Golden Wing Tower, and he was not familiar with the Rebellion Sect...perhaps he was one of the three major races of the Dong Sect back then..."

He was silent for a moment, squinting in thought.

"In this case, you immediately have someone make thirty copies of this note and send them separately to the main temple via flying pigeons! In addition, the two rebels sent here should find a place to hide them." Kong Xiang grinned.

smiled.

"yes!"

"It's over, it's over!" Kong Xiang pushed the two women around him away with his big hands. Being interrupted by this, he suddenly lost interest in continuing.

The dark-skinned monk quickly went down, preparing to find someone to copy the information.

Suddenly there was a loud bang at the temple door.

From the direction of the gatekeeper, a series of screams from monks and warriors kept coming.

"Enemy attack!! Someone broke into the temple!!"
Chapter completed!