God-level Selection System

Chapter 615 Your Mother

"Yes."

Ye Chen nodded: "Tianfeng Fourteen’s wishful thinking may have been good back then, but it’s a pity that he underestimated the people of the world, especially... when the Shaolin abbot closed the master, he learned of Tianfeng Ten from Ren Ci. Shiro died under the eighteenth palm of his Jianglong, and doubts arose in his heart.

And Wuhua has performed exceptionally well in Shaolin these years, but when Shaolin Temple chose the next abbot, Wuxiang unexpectedly chose a Wuxiang who was inferior to him in every respect! "

"In this way, it's no wonder Wuhua will help me get out of Shaolin with Yidao..."

A hint of thinking flashed in his eyes, Shangguan Haitang was not stupid, and he quickly thought of the other party’s appeal from Wuhua’s life experience, and said in deep thought, "It turns out...this wonderful monk Wuhua wanted to get help from his adoptive father. Come to seize the position of Shaolin abbot. In this way, doesn't Haitang cause trouble for her foster father?"

"It's okay."

Ye Chen waved his hand and faintly said: "People like Wuhua may not put all their hopes on me. The reason why they want to see me may be because they have other ideas."

"Right, foster father."

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Shangguan Haitang curiously asked, "Since Wuhua is the eldest son of Feng Shi Lang, then... who is the second son of Tian Feng Shi Lang?"

"You might as well guess."

With a tick at the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen is also playing with taste.

"Since Tianfeng Fourteen has entrusted his son to the director of the beggar gang, Ci, then this child is naturally in the beggar gang, and Ren Ci's name... seems to have only one apprentice, who is also the current young leader of the beggar gang, so ......This child is Nangong Ling?"

"Exactly."

Ye Chen nodded and said faintly: "Compared to Wuhua, Nangong Ling's luck is undoubtedly better, perhaps because Tianfeng Shisi Lang died in the hands of Ren Ci, who treated Nangong Ling as if he had taken it out and raised Nangong Ling carefully. He grew up and taught him what he had learned without any reservation, and even... established his position as the next leader of the beggar gang early."

"No wonder...this way, Wuhua must be very unwilling to do so, right?"

Shangguan Haitang said.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

Although there is no personal purpose, Shangguan Haitang can also imagine that compared to Nangong Ling's treatment like a son in the beggar gang, I am afraid that he has not received less temptation and suspicion during the years spent in Shaolin.

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"Little monk Wuhua, pay homage to Lord God."

I have to admit that if you don't know the details of Wuhua, you will definitely be amazed by the other person's jiyue breeze, non-cannibalistic pyrotechnic attitude.

Fortunately at this moment.

Whether it was Ye Chen or Shangguan Haitang, both knew the roots of Ignorance, and naturally turned a blind eye to this posture.

"The previous events in Shaolin, Benhou have heard Haitang said, Master Wuhua's kindness to help, Benhou also remembered in his heart, the master is a worldly expert, Benhou is not easy to use some yellow and white things. Staining the eyes of the master, there is a Guanyin statue of a tribute from Fanbang. Putting it here is only a dusty treasure. Today, I borrowed flowers to present the Buddha to the master as a gift."

"Amitabha."

Seeing the statue of Guanyin in front of him, Wuhua's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Ye Chen with a smile. He didn't understand why the other party did it deliberately.

"Thank you... Lord Hou!"

Although she was a little bit angry, Wuhua didn't dare to make trouble in front of Ye Chen.

not to mention.

He still asks for it now.

"Master Hou, I don’t speak secretly. The reason why the little monk wants to see Master Hou is to ask Master Hou to help me win the position of abbot of Shaolin Temple. If Master Hou is willing to help me, the little monk will be grateful... If Lord Hou finds a place to get a little monk, he will naturally do his best!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen also gave Wuhua a somewhat surprised look, then turned to look at Shangguan Haitang on the side.

The latter was the same, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Neither of them expected that Wuhua would be so direct, and he unabashedly put forward his own demands as soon as he came up, and was different from the rumors of the "wonderful monk" who regards fame and wealth as clouds!

"Unexpectedly, the master was so decisive, but it was beyond my expectation."

"Lord Hou laughed..."

As if seeing Ye Chen's thoughts, Wuhua said frankly, "If the little monk still pretends in front of Lord Hou, wouldn't he make Lord Hou laugh?

"Besides... If it weren't for this, how could you let Hou Ye feel the sincerity of the little monk..."

indeed.

Seeing Wuhua talking in front of him, Ye Chen also nodded secretly.

If Wuhua is in front of him, she still pretends and hides her face.

I'm afraid the next second.

Ye Chen would serve tea and see off the guests, and was not interested in what Wuhua said next.

And now.

Wuhua's amazing act seems to have plunged herself into a passivity, but in fact she retreats to advance, which left a deep impression on people.

"Hey."

A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, Ye Chen shook his head and said, "Spread it out, Wuhua...I believe you are very clear about your own life experience! So...In any case, Shaolin Temple will not choose one with Dongying. People of descent will become Shaolin’s next abbot. This will only humiliate the name of the thousand-year-old ancient temple. Of course, your father has calculated Master Jie. Although you can successfully worship Shaolin and become a disciple of Master Jie, in this life, I’m afraid you can only stop here."

"Even Benhou does not have the ability to help you ascend the position of Shaolin Abbot!"

These words can be described as words of humiliation.

I know my family's affairs.

Compared to Ye Chen, Wuhua, who grew up in Shaolin since he was a child, has already known this.

But he was still unwilling to give up.

Since no one in Shaolin is optimistic about him and supports him, then he can only seek help from other places!

This point is also very clear to Wuhua.

Looking at the whole arena, not many people are qualified to do this.

And Ye Chen.

It was one of them, especially the iron daring **** who was proclaimed by the first emperor, who controlled the Dragon Guarding Villa and the No.1 Villa in the world.

It's a behemoth like Shaolin that doesn't dare to provoke Ye Chen easily

Otherwise, with Shaolin's style, but once Master Kong died, it would be impossible to let go of Guihai's knife so easily, and even go to the door to inquire about the crime.

but now.

Ye Chen made it clear that he was not optimistic about Wuhua's success, and the latter was also disappointed.

"Is there really no solution at all?"

"Have."

"what?"

Wuhua was surprised, and then looked at Ye Chen with excitement.

"Also please enlighten me from Lord Hou."

Ye Chen smiled lightly, and slowly uttered two words.

"Your mother."