My wife is the reborn boss

Yue Donglai smiled slightly, novels also need prototypes, so you, Wuming, should be the prototype of the protagonist.

He thought of Wu Qiong's previous achievements, and continued to order: "In addition, let the upper and lower powers of the Tiandi Pavilion publicize, saying that the 'Sword Master' challenged the 'Sword Master' Qu Wuming. This made the 'Juvenile Saint' bow his head and admit defeat, willing to bow down.

Also, 'Jian Zun' Qu Wuming walked in Dingzhou to act on behalf of the heavens, and with one sword, he slashed out tens of feet of sword light. It was so terrifying.

That's it, you go down. "

"Yes!" The subordinate disappeared in place, as if he had never appeared before.

Yue Dong came to drink the last sip of "Drunken Millennium" in his toast, and said leisurely: "Wu Ming, Wu Ming, as a debut work, I will definitely write this "'Jian Zun' Qu Wu Ming Zhuan" well."

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"Ah Choo! Ah Choo!" Wu Qiong sneezed twice.

He rubbed his nose, and muttered to himself: "I've never heard of a 'Void Realm' that would catch a cold...Who is scolding me?!"

"No name, what's the matter?" Xuankong turned around with some doubts.

"It's okay, maybe someone is talking about me." Wu Qiong laughed, and then asked: "Goofy, Luozhou is the site of your Shaolin Temple. What do you know about Yuedonglai?"

Xuankong's face darkened: "What is the site of Shaolin Temple..."

Seeing that Wu Qiong was still smiling, he sighed helplessly: "That's the first time the boss of Heluo Tower has appeared, and no one has ever seen him before, but he should not be simple, and the little monk can't see him at all." Cultivation."

"He is the 'Taoism of Nature', it's normal if you don't see it." Wu Qiong took two quick steps to catch up with the two of them, "How much do you know about Jade Sword Gate?"

"I don't know much about it, but I know that there is this sect, and its level of strength is about the same as that of Lingyue Sect in Dingzhou." Ziyang took a puff of smoke and replied, "Why, Wuming, are you interested in this Jade Sword Sect?"

"The jade sword of Yujianmen is very valuable, it would be strange if Wuming is not interested." Xuankong joked.

Wu Qiong was not ashamed but proud, he smiled: "I still understand me."

He doesn't cough anymore when he smokes a cigarette now, so he's probably used to it.

Ziyang smiled leisurely, but Xuankong sighed after laughing.

Wu Qiong asked suspiciously, "Why are you sighing?"

Xuankong didn't answer, but pointed to the small town in front of him casually: "This is near Shaolin, you will know in a while."

With doubts, Wu Qiong walked into the town with the two of them.

When the originally bustling crowd saw Wu Qiong and the three of them, no, when they saw Xuankong's big bald head and the monk's clothes on his body, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts, but within a few breaths, there was no one on the bustling town road. Wu Qiong thought it was a ghost town where no one lived.

No, there are two people left.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl and her old father.

The father and daughter originally set up a small stall, but because it was too late to close the stall, now the uncle was shivering and protecting his shivering daughter behind him.

Xuankong smiled slightly, took two steps forward, and said softly: "Amitabha, the young monk is a disciple of Shaolin. Do you need any help from the two benefactors?"

The uncle tremblingly said: "I, my Lord Buddha... My daughter is still under 15 years old. After she is 15 years old, I will dedicate her to the Lord Buddha... Please forgive me for the time being." little girl..."

Xuankong's smile remained unchanged: "It's okay, please go back, you two, I won't do anything to you guys."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man's complexion changed when he heard the words, he pulled his daughter and fell to his knees with a plop: "Buddha, have mercy! Buddha, have mercy!"

There were tears in the girl's eyes, and her thin lips were tightly pressed. After a long time, she decided: "Buddha, I will go with you, please let my father go."

After all, the tears in her eyes could not help but flow down her cheeks.

"My daughter!!!" The middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore, he hugged his daughter, tears rolled down his eyes.

"Father!!!" The girl let out a mournful cry, lying in her father's arms and weeping loudly.

Xuankong turned around and spread his hands: "This is the image of Shaolin Temple now."

Wu Qiong: "..."

Ziyang: "..."

Calvin got up at 11 o'clock last night and now it is almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and the three chapters are finally finished. . . .Good night everyone.

Chapter 361 Shaolin Raiders

"That's how things are. Shaolin's reputation... was completely ruined by them." Xuan Kong smiled wryly.

At this time, the three of them were already sitting in a roadside tea stall, Xuan Kong had already changed his monk clothes, and put on a hat to temporarily cover his shiny bald head.

"Don't talk about it, let's talk about how to do it." Wu Qiong took a sip of tea, "And I sneaked into the Shaolin Temple and waited for the opportunity."

Xuankong's eyes flashed: "You mean..."

The corner of Wu Qiong's mouth turned up: "You are the direct disciple of the former abbot, and you have the highest prestige among the disciples.

And Shaolin is now jointly managed by the elders of the previous generation. As long as you propose the disciple undercover plan mentioned earlier, whether you agree or not, they will gather together and let you explain the detailed plan and then discuss it. "

He snapped his fingers: "I will keep watching you in the dark, as long as you leave a mark when they look for you... I will take them out.

After that, act according to your plan, first conceal the news of their deaths, and then you notify the disciples to select the executor of the hidden plan.

After the disciples were sent out, those who favored the elders were held back by the disciples who favored you, and then I and Zhu Zi split up to find them and eradicate all disciples of the Presbyterian sect in one fell swoop. "

Xuankong hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth: "It's done!"

Ziyang asked: "Then how will the poor know their location and appearance?"

Xuankong said: "At that time, the little monk will make a book of their course of action, appearance, and which side they belong to, and give it to Wuming, and then he will bring it to you, and the two of you will act separately."

After speaking, he drank dry tea in one gulp.

Now that he has decided to do it, he will not hesitate, "It's not too late, you can wait here, Zhuzi, and Xiaoseng and Wuming will set off immediately!"

The final decision is that Ziyang stays in the small town to wait for the response, Xuankong goes back to the temple directly, and Wu Qiong waits for the opportunity to sneak into Shaolin and wait for the news of Xuankong.

Half an hour later, Wu Qiong appeared at the mountain gate halfway up the mountain in Shaolin.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the three big characters "Shaolin Temple" that was said to be written by the first ancestor Bodhidharma himself on the mountain gate, and squinted his eyes involuntarily.

20 years later, my own cultivation was not enough, so I didn't see anything.

But it's different now.

He could feel that there seemed to be something hidden in the plaque on the mountain gate, but it was surrounded by a once huge real essence.

The reason why I say once is because thousands of years have passed, and there are very few true essences left on the plaque.