Vol 2 Chapter 660 uninvited guest

Chapter 660 Uninvited Guest

“Have you heard?”

“Today’s application time, the owner of Qinghong Villa Bu is betting against Daoist Fuyun!”

“Of course I heard, this is big news for our Banyan City.”

“Yesterday, Daoist Fuyun defeated the ghost hand Guo Huai while talking and laughing. Humph, I don’t think Bu Zhuangzhu can last long today.”

“That’s not necessarily true, Zhuang Zhu is the God of Gamblers in Southern Border.”

“The gambling skills are naturally better than Elder Guo’s.”

“Anyway, the bet this time should not be small.”

“I heard it is a stone.”

“Stone?”

“Hey, let’s go, it’s getting late, if you go late, you won’t be able to squeeze in.”

“exactly.”

…

With Lichen’s imperial plaque, entering Banyan City is easy.

But as soon as he entered the city, he heard the conversation just now.

Stone?

Li Chen had a bad feeling in his heart.

What kind of stone can make such a big commotion?

Wouldn’t it be ‘Confused Buddha Relic’?

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help looking at Monk Xinguang and Monk Yehui next to him.

It just so happened that the two of them also happened to look at themselves.

A group of people made a decisive decision and joined the rushing flow of people.

…

Qinghong Casino.

At this time, there was a lot of voices.

Today’s battle is a battle of Qinghong Villa’s reputation.

Why did Bu Qingyun set the game so late?

Everything is still Bu Lingbo’s one-word comment ‘reliance’.

Does it refer to relying or misfortune?

So he thought the later the better.

Unknowingly, the sun is setting.

The appointed time came quietly.

In Qinghong Gambling Workshop, Daoist Fuyun has already taken his place.

It was still the same chair, and there were already three plates empty in front of it.

As usual, eat and drink in the casino.

“Bu Zhuangzhu is here!”

Every time Bu Qingyun appeared on the stage, he always aroused the excitement of many gamblers.

No way, after all, he is the God of Gamblers in Southern Xinjiang, and he comes out with aura.

He is dressed in a golden robe, with tied hair and a crown, with a slight smile on his face, his expression is calm and leisurely, and he really looks like a **** of gamblers.

Wherever they passed, they fell one after another.

“Daoist Fuyun, I’ve been waiting for a long time.”

Although facing a dangerous situation, Bu Qingyun still greeted him calmly.

When Daoist Fuyun saw the person coming, he quickly stuffed the unfinished snacks into his mouth, then wiped his hands on himself, and nodded slightly to Bu Qingyun.

“Infinite…Shou Zun~”

“It’s the trail coming too early~”

“Hic~”

Little Taoist Fuyun hurriedly took a sip of tea.

“I don’t know what Daoist Fuyun wants to bet today?”

“How about dice?”

Bu Qingyun pondered: “Okay.”

“Please.”

After speaking, he put a jade box on the table.

Little Taoist Fuyun looked at the jade box, and immediately smiled.

I think the thing in the box must be the ‘Buddha Relic’.

After both parties sat down, Bu Qingyun reached out to touch the dice.

But at this time, a Buddha’s call suddenly came from outside the crowd.

“Amitabha.”

Besides the crowd, Li Chen clasped his palms together, sinking into his dantian.

When he proclaimed the Buddha’s name just now, he used the secret method in “Wine Dragon Song”.

So the voice is thick and mighty, quite deafening.

The two people at the gambling table knew that a master was coming when they heard the Buddha’s name.

Unanimously withdrew their hands.

Turning his head to look, the crowd separated at this time, and a group of people walked in from behind.

Four monks, a pregnant woman, and a child.

One of the monks was dying.

What a wonderful combination.

But when Bu Qingyun saw the person coming, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly left the gaming table and bowed respectfully.

“Bu Qingyun, I have met Guru Lichen.”

He called him “Guru”, and it seems that the success of Lichen and Lizong at the “Auspicious Dharma Conference” has spread.

As the first person to successfully establish a clan in six hundred years, Li Chen’s name must have been known by everyone.

Sure enough, when he heard the word ‘Master’, Little Taoist Fuyun was obviously taken aback.

“Guru?”

“He is the monk Lichen who successfully established a sect in Daleiyin Temple?”

Little Taoist Fuyun rarely stroked the hair in front of his eyes, staring at Lichen with piercing eyes.

But he also knew that the other party might be an uninvited guest.

“Amitabha.”

“Little monk, Li Chen has seen all the benefactors.”

Li Chen clasped his hands together, his face full of piety.

The surrounding crowd was in an uproar.

“Master Lichen?”

“Is he the Guru Lichen?!”

“Kill the Buddha!”

“It turned out to be so young.”

“It was he who made all the factions in southern Xinjiang surrender??”

Obviously, for monks in southern Xinjiang, the title of ‘Guru’ is far inferior to the title of ‘Killing Buddha’.

Before Lichen, Shasheng Temple was closed for two hundred years.

The entire southern Xinjiang has even forgotten that there is such a sect.

But ever since Li Chen became a disciple of the Shasheng Buddha, the Shasheng Temple has become astonishing, and suddenly became famous throughout southern Xinjiang.

Red lotus blooming, bamboo shoot competition, life killing competition, competition competition, jade distribution conference…

Every grand gathering in southern Xinjiang, Shasheng Temple must be like a dark horse, impacting the cognition of the monks in southern Xinjiang.

Especially at the Bamboo Shoots Competition, she was favored by Princess Shenxiu, and she cut the bamboo and put it together.

It has already become the talk of people after dinner.

Afterwards, the “Five-Character Sutra” was realized at the killing conference, which shocked the whole world.

Defeating Ripple Jiao at the battle for success, saving the Tianjiao in southern Xinjiang, and gaining Hebo’s inheritance.

At the Fenyu Conference, pointing out the country and re-dividing the entire southern border, it seems that Shasheng Temple has returned to the status of the overlord of southern border.

Can’t help but make people sigh: Sure enough, a hero is a boy! ‘

And this is why Bu Qingyun is so respectful.

He knew better than anyone else that the harmless little monk in front of him was a man of great artifice.

Before, Bu Hengqiu leaked about the ‘Confused Buddha’s Relic’, but the other party didn’t take action immediately.

Instead, they waited until all the sects in southern Xinjiang gathered together to make things difficult for Shasheng Temple, and beat Bu Qingyun with it.

Bu Qingyun didn’t hesitate for a moment, and turned his back on the battlefield. The Southern Xinjiang sect alliance that originally fought against Shasheng Temple was shattered.

Instead, they succumbed to the distribution system of Shasheng Temple.

This is also why the entire southern border suddenly became quiet after the ‘Distribution Conference’.

Because of the sects in southern Xinjiang, they finally have a new speaker.

Bu Qingyun looked at the four monks. In addition to Master Lichen, there were Lisao and Monk Yehui, the son of Guangming Buddha of Daguangming Temple.

Just at this moment, Master Lisao was supported by Monk Yehui and Xinguang.

His complexion looked pale and his vitality was gloomy. He should have suffered a very serious internal injury.

“Hurry up, help Master Lisao to rest first!”

Bu Qingyun reacted very quickly, and soon someone brought a reclining chair.

Everyone hurriedly placed the sick Li Sao on the couch.

At this moment, Li Chen clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: “Amitabha.”

“Thank you for your generosity.”

After speaking, he glanced at the gambling table, then at Bu Qingyun and Fuyun Daoist.

Li Chen sighed lightly: “The little monk also wants to join this game.”

On the way here, he had already listened to the ins and outs of the matter.

I can almost be sure that this Daoist Fuyun came here for the same purpose as his own, to ‘confuse the Buddha’s relic’.

(end of this chapter)