A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

In the early Yuan Dynasty, he was leisurely sipping tea with a faint smile on his face, trying to be a melon-eater.

Zhang Tianshi's beard twitched and his face turned dark. He stared at the old monk in front of him with his eyes lowered and twisting his beads.

There was a saying mmp in his mind that he didn't know whether to say or not. He was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

I am really grateful to you old bald donkey for bringing this evil star to my Longhu Mountain.

In his eyes, Yuan Chu was not a person at all, he was clearly a living king of hell. His trip was not a grand one, with countless ghosts following behind him, just like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The old monk did not speak. He lowered his head, lowered his eyes, moved his lips, and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

He was also very helpless. He was caught directly on the plane and brought over by Yuanchu without even a chance to refuse.

The purpose of this trip at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was also very simple. He wanted Master Zhang to accept his daughter as his direct disciple and teach him the thunder method and golden light spell, which could ward off evil spirits.

The Heavenly Master is not willing to have too much involvement with the devil Yuanchu. If he agrees, what is the difference between this and jumping into a pit of fire?

But he couldn't defeat Yuan Chu, and he didn't dare to anger him, so he could only vent his anger on Master Wisdom.

As a result, the old monk was like a piece of wood, clinging to the green hills and letting the wind blow from east to west, north and south, which made him angry and toothache.

Thousands of words could only turn into a helpless sigh.

"Oh... that's all, maybe this is my fate."

The Heavenly Master accepted his fate. If he didn't help Yuan Chu solve his precious daughter's problem, who knows what crazy behavior he would do?

Yuanchu grinned and immediately took out the thick apprenticeship ceremony.

"Then I will thank the Heavenly Master on behalf of my daughter. It's a little thoughtful, but please accept it."

Ten copies of the destiny, one hundred copies of each of the first to sixth levels of liquid, a cash check of ten billion, and an imperial island.

Good guy, this little thought is really exaggerated.

After receiving such a great gift, the Heavenly Master felt much better and was even a little happy.

Destiny will allow him to live for decades longer, and combined with the sixth-level original liquid, it will be enough for him to cultivate to a level above the divine realm.

He has stayed in this realm for more than twenty years, so it would be great to have the opportunity to break through.

The other levels of raw fluids allow him to cultivate a large number of talented disciples, enough to bring Longhu Mountain back to its glory.

And the empire also gave him an island and a large sum of money. Didn't this clearly encourage him to establish a branch?

Faced with such a huge temptation, it would be a lie to say that you are unhappy.

But it cannot be reflected, so as not to lose the demeanor of a superior person.

Suddenly thinking of something, he approached the old abbot and asked in a low voice: "Old Bald Donkey, you saved that kid's daughter's life. How many thank-you gifts did he give you?"

"Amitabha, the six senses of a monk are pure, and the common things in the world are just passing clouds and smoke."

Of course the old monk would not tell him that he had received as many gifts as he did.

The Heavenly Master chuckled: "Since you don't like it, why not give it to me, I won't mind it."

"Amitabha, the gifts given by the original donor are not worldly things, and they are destined to be my Buddha."

"Tch, cheapskate."

The old Heavenly Master severely despised the old monk, then looked at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty and said solemnly:

"Your daughter is protected by the old monk's Buddhist beads, so there will be no problem for the time being. Send her to Longhu Mountain when she is six years old, and I will teach her myself."

Yuanchu said with a smile: "I'm afraid that my parents won't want my granddaughter to be too far away from them, so I'll build a new Taoist temple on the island I gave you. Then I'll trouble the Heavenly Master to go there and teach my daughter."

"you!"

The old Heavenly Master immediately blew his beard and stared, he wanted to say but stopped, he wanted to stop and said:

"Humph, it's too far and it's inconvenient to go back and forth!"

"It doesn't matter. I'll equip you with a fighter jet that can fly in both directions. It's only half an hour away."

"You...if you want to say that, then I won't be polite."

Master Tian knew that the matter was a foregone conclusion, so he agreed quickly.

After all, Yuanlong-class fighter jets are still very popular, and even the country doesn’t have them yet.

Yuanchu grinned, then looked at the old monk,

"Master Wisdom, why don't you go to the empire and build a new temple?"

"Amitabha, since the donor has spoken, how can I refuse?"

The Master of Wisdom was still very clever and knew that things must not be violated, so he got off the donkey.

"It seems that Shaolin Temple and that boy are very destined."

"Amitabha, each other."

We are all abducted, and we are all downgraded people in the world. Why should we laugh at the fifty steps and the hundred steps?

Yuanchu interrupted them and changed the topic.

"I plan to hold a martial arts competition in two months, and then hold one in spring and autumn every year. Those with outstanding results will receive generous bonuses, strengthening potions and other prizes. I don't know what the two seniors want."

The two old men looked at each other, as if they had expected it, and immediately expressed their full support.

This is a great good thing for them. With the revival of ancient martial arts, they can recruit outstanding disciples and promote the sect. This was almost impossible before.

It was the rise of the empire and the renewed emphasis on martial arts that gave them a chance to turn around.

"Then I'll ask you two to be the judges. This martial arts competition will be held on New Year's Day, and will be held at the spring and autumn equinoxes every year."

"I'm fine."

"Everything is subject to the benefactor's arrangements."

"Well, as for your dojo, I will inform the relevant departments after I return and fully cooperate with you so that you can establish a foothold in the empire as soon as possible."

"Then there will be a donor."

They would naturally be happy to build the dojo as soon as possible. Build it one day early and recruit disciples one day early.

You can't do anything here with your hands and feet tied up, but when you get to the empire, the sea is vast and the fish can jump, and the sky is high and the birds can fly.

After discussing some details, Yuanchu flew away.

The old Heavenly Master looked at the fighter jets that were gradually going away, and said solemnly: "Old Bald Donkey, how strong is that kid?"

"Amitabha, the original benefactor, took on the power of divine punishment with his physical body, and used it to break through to a higher realm. He has long been an existence that we have looked up to."

Hiss~~!

The Heavenly Master took a deep breath and thought to himself that it was a good thing that he knew the current situation, otherwise he might have been in bad luck now.

He started to get a little excited and looked forward to the future.

"Do you think we can really survive the unknown catastrophe nineteen years from now?"

"Amitabha, everything is destiny, just do your best and obey the destiny."

"That's right. It should have been left to future generations to face, but now we can live for several more decades. It seems that the mission of our two old bones has not been completed, and God refuses to accept it."

"Hehehe... I am the Buddha who is compassionate, so good, so good..."