I Really Don't Want to Be the Boss

Is there really such a crazy life in the world who compares himself to himself?

Is he crazy, or out of his mind?

"The Tathagata is my Buddha, and Wutian is also my Buddha."

"When you worship Buddha, you are worshiping me."

Wutian looked at the sweeping monk with a calm look. When he was talking, the sweeping monk saw the dharmakaya of the Buddha's incarnation from Wutian's eyes.

The sweeping monk only felt that he saw an infinitely great Buddha, facing me directly.

Golden lotus springing up from the ground, celestial maidens scattering flowers, and countless wonderful sounds of Buddhism, listening to him, the Dharma learned in the past, one by one, has the answer and comprehension.

In Wutian's eyes, the Dharma body of the Buddha disappeared in a flash.

However, the sweeping monk was immersed in that comprehension, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Dao Baifeng was by Wutian's side, looking baffled.

An unknown old monk suddenly came to Wutian, and then Wutian suddenly uttered wild words, saying that he was my Buddha, and after that, the old monk stayed there without moving.

"Mr. Duan, what happened to this old monk?"

When Dao Baifeng was puzzled, he asked Wutian directly.

"He saw a scene that made it difficult for him to return to his senses for a while."

Wutian responded softly.

After sweeping the floor for a while, I really couldn't recover.

It took a while for the sweeping monk to recover from that absent-minded state. After recovering, the sweeping monk saluted Wutian: "See my Buddha!"

Dao Baifeng looked at Wutian in surprise.

What the Red Lotus Sacred Cult believes in is Wutian Buddha, and now there is an old monk who calls me Buddha to Wutian.

Dao Baifeng knew early on that Wutian's identity was not simple, but she really didn't expect that Wutian would have such an identity.

Could this be true?

Dao Baifeng thought secretly in his heart.

"Don't be too polite."

Wutian waved his hand to the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk went on to say no to Wutian.

"Shaolin will belong to my Buddha and help my Buddha save all living beings."

When he saw the Buddha just now, the sweeping monk had already made up his mind.

The Tianlong world is a world that speaks with martial arts.

Xiao Feng was able to become the leader of the Beggar Gang before, of course there was a big reason, because he made many great contributions to the Beggar Gang, and he also passed the three major tests of Wang Jiantong.

However, the main reason is because Xiao Feng's martial arts are the strongest in the Beggar Gang.

Otherwise, Ma Dayuan, the deputy gang leader, is higher than Xiao Feng in terms of qualifications and popularity, and he is not inferior to Xiao Feng at all.

Although the sweeping monk doesn't do anything in Shaolin Temple, and those monks in Shaolin Temple hardly know of his existence.

However, as long as he is willing, with his seniority and martial arts, it can be said that Shaolin Temple has the final say.

"good--"

After Wutian heard what the sweeping monk said, he nodded slightly.

Afterwards, the sweeping monk bid farewell to Wutian and left.

His original intention was to persuade Wutian to give up using Shaolin Temple for surgery, but now, he intends to persuade Shaolin Temple to cooperate with Wutian.

Wutian also didn't pay attention to it. The martial arts of the monk Esau can definitely convince those eminent monks in Shaolin Temple to make a correct choice.

……

After the sweeping monk returned to the Shaolin Temple, he had a good exchange with those monks, and the matter of Shaolin's merging into the Red Lotus Sect was basically a certainty.

However, those warriors who came to Shaolin to participate in the martial arts conference still didn't know, and they still had the idea of ​​watching the fun and fishing in troubled waters.

Bei Qiaofeng, who had been renamed Xiao Feng, and Nan Murong, who gave back the way of the other, also came to Shaolin Temple.

Murong Fu has the ambition of restoring the country, so naturally he will not miss such a big scene.

The Red Lotus Sect will inevitably lead to chaos in the world. At the beginning, Murong Fu thought that the rise of the Red Lotus Sacred Church would be a great thing for him, and it would be convenient for him to fish in troubled waters. However, as he gradually understood, Only then did he understand that the Red Lotus Sacred Sect is much more terrifying than the Great Song Dynasty Court.

The Great Song Dynasty Court originally gave people a feeling of prosperity and development, but after the rise of the Red Lotus Sect, people began to feel that the Great Song Dynasty had exhausted its vitality.

When Murong Fu was in the Great Song Dynasty and the people were peaceful, he didn't even have the confidence to rebel, let alone the rebellion against the Red Lotus Sect, which made Murong Fu even less confident.

The heroes of Shaolin Temple gathered.

Before Wutian, the righteous master, appeared, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu started fighting.

In the original plot, Xiao Feng is a traitor in the Central Plains martial arts, everyone wants to kill, so Murong Fu will take action to deal with Wutian in order to gain fame, but this time it is not the case.

This time it was because of Duan Yu.

Duan Yu's attitude towards Wang Yuyan made Murong Fu angry, and directly attacked Duan Yu.

Duan Yu's skill is more than a Jiazi, and he also has a six-meridian sword. He is usually a gentle and elegant son, but his real combat power is not low at all.

Murong Fu was defeated by his Six Meridians Excalibur.

In view of Wang Yuyan's face, it is impossible for Duan Yu to really hurt Murong Fu, so Duan Yu was merciful and stopped in time, but Murong Fu was unwilling to accept his failure.

Duan Yu stopped, but he persisted.

Xiao Feng directly stood up for his foster brother.

"Big brother!"

Duan Yu looked at Xiao Feng who was fighting with Murong Fu, he was very anxious, he didn't know whether he should help or not.

His Six Meridians Excalibur is naturally extremely powerful once he makes a move.

However, Wang Yuyan is still by his side, if he join forces with Xiao Feng to beat the dog in the water, it is really inappropriate.

"Your Excellency is Young Master Duan Yu?"

At this moment, an old monk quietly appeared beside Duan Yu and asked softly.

"I am, Master, you—"

Duan Yu was startled, and after looking at the sweeping monk, he was about to ask the sweeping monk's dharma name, but the sweeping monk didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and continued to ask: "Mr. Duan, what is the important thing for you to come to Shaolin?"

The sweeping monk's question was too direct, and Duan Yu couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"I--"

Duan Yu didn't respond well for a moment.

The Seventh Level Buddha Changing Tendon Sutra must be the treasure of Shaolin Temple and will not be given to outsiders. However, the revenge of his parents must be avenged, so he is determined to obtain the Seventh Level Buddha Changing Tendon Sutra.

However, his original plan was to be a gentleman on the beam.

Now in front of the sweeping monk, there is an urge to tell the truth.

"Forget it, the poor monk will not embarrass Mr. Duan anymore."

"In the past, the poor monk promised one person that after Mr. Duan came to Shaolin, he would present this Buddhist scripture with both hands. Now that Mr. Duan has come to Shaolin, the poor monk must keep his word."

The sweeping monk said, took out the Buddhist scripture that contained the seven-level pagoda Yijin Sutra, and presented it to Duan Yu with both hands.

Duan Yu was a little puzzled by the behavior of the sweeping monk, he subconsciously asked: "Master, what you gave me, could it be the Seven-Level Buddha Yijin Jing of Shaolin Temple?"

He's not really innocent either.

What he said was actually trying to test the intention of the sweeping monk.

Even when a child picks up a pie on the street, they will doubt whether there is poison in the pie. A normal adult will naturally suspect that there is a conspiracy when encountering a good thing about a pie falling from the sky.

"Exactly, this scripture must be read by those who are predestined."

The sweeping monk admitted frankly.

Duan Yu saw that the sweeping monk admitted it so graciously, after a moment of surprise, he reached out for the scriptures in the sweeping monk's hand.

Regardless of whether the sweeping monk has a conspiracy or not, he wants to avenge his parents. At this time, he can only take a step first and wait a second.

At this moment, a phantom flashed by, and when Duan Yu was about to touch the Buddhist scripture, he took the Buddhist scripture away.

"Such a miraculous achievement, the monk will accept it with a smile."

The person who snatched the scriptures was none other than Jiumozhi.

When he spoke, he was already ten feet away from Duan Yu.

After leaving a message like this, Jiumozhi started his lightness kung fu and prepared to run away quickly.

He has already got what he wants, and if he stays here, there will be absolutely no good fruit to eat.

All the great masters of martial arts have appeared in Shaolin Temple, and Jiumozhi also knows that there is an unfathomable Wutian.

"National teacher, this scripture must be read by predestined people, and the national teacher is not a predestined person."

The voice of the sweeping monk sounded, and with these words, the figure of the sweeping monk flashed and appeared beside Jiumozhi.

"It has fallen into my hands, so I am its destined person."

Jiumozhi was also taken aback by the skill of the sweeping monk, but he refused to let go of the seven-level Buddha Yijin Jing in his hand.

After saying that, Jiumozhi used his fastest movement, trying to escape from Shaolin Temple.

"After all, it is not the property of the national teacher, so it should be returned to the original owner."

The voice of the sweeping monk sounded again.

Jiumozhi hastily looked beside him, afraid to see the sweeping monk following him like a shadow.

Only this time, Jiumozhi didn't see the sweeping monk appearing beside him, instead he saw that the sweeping monk had returned to Duan Yu and re-presented the scriptures.

Jiumozhi fixed his eyes, looked at his hand, and saw that the sutra in his hand had been replaced by an ordinary Diamond Sutra at some point.

"Master, good skill!"

Jiumozhi's face turned ashen.