Without saying much nonsense, these people made shuttles overnight and rushed to the temple on the edge of Qianhuan Valley as fast as possible.

In the temple, the clone was not idle either.

When Mi Yue and others arrived, the warehouse of the temple was already open, and the spirit stones inside were moved out like cabbage.

"Husband, you are..." Mi Yue was shocked.

The clone just nodded and looked at Yin Yuehua and others with tears in their eyes.

For their direct descendants, their clones are both fathers and friends.

The older generation of characters, such as Mo Yan and Helan, have passed away, and the remaining elderly people are now over 60 years old.

It has been through ups and downs for decades.

It turns out that I don’t think that after being together day and night, why did I separate for so long? Even if everyone is old and cunning, I can’t help but express my true feelings.

"Senior Brother!!"

The clone nodded with a smile, "Later stage of foundation building? OK, very good."

"Wan'er has already formed a pill, senior brother!"

"Killing Dan!?" The clone was stunned, and for a moment he was filled with mixed emotions.

He is only in the late stage of foundation building now, and the younger disciples behind him have already caught up with this delay.

The thing of natal life!

If you don't solve it, such things will happen again and again in the future.

How could he feel?

"She is also good, you are all...Shi Gan, Wu You!?"

Yin Yuehua wiped her tears and said hurriedly: "They received the news and were rushing to the fullest. Senior brother is waiting for a moment."

The clone sighed regretfully when he heard this, "I can't wait for long!"

"Senior brother, is this?"

The clone swept away the storage bags piled up in front of him, "The big thing is also an urgent matter. It is inconvenient to explain the details. I will talk about it later, and I will talk about it later!"

Mi Yue finally found the gap to interrupt.

Just now, she felt like she had become an outsider.

This feeling is very bad!

It filled her heart with gloom, "Husband, what... what's the matter?"

"Oh!" the clone turned around and said lightly: "These are temporarily borrowed from the temple."

Borrow temporarily?

That's what to pay back?

Mi Yue was already angry when she estimated the amount of it.

How many years of hard work will take to make up for such a large number of anger?

Angrying that he worked so hard, someone did not understand at all, and only knew how to squander without restraint.

What else are you angry about?

Even she herself was unwilling to admit it.

I was also angry that the target of this loan was the temple.

For her a little time, even the number can be collected.

Can those who borrowed the temple still go against them? The leader...

Bah, what are you thinking about!?

Mi Yue tried her best to suppress her inner dissatisfaction, and forced herself to laugh, saying, "You have a contract!"

"It's amazing. The temple is so generous and magnanimous. There is no contract. I just mentioned it a little and they opened the kumen."

Mi Yue knew it in her heart.

It seems that this storm has already caused some storm to smell the temple.

This is obviously using money to block my own mouth.

What’s ridiculous is that someone, God-given opportunity, was spared for nothing because of these wealth.

What a fool!

Mi Yue's heart was complicated and unspeakable.

She didn't know the inside story and couldn't see such a height. She could only see the scenery in her position and then make her own judgments and choices based on the scenery.

Her independence and power have inevitably changed her for a long time.

Now she is no longer the young and weak girl from the first family.

Fifty-eight years old.

It will be more than a hundred years.

Yin Yuehua's perception of this finance was a bit slow. After seeing so many spirit stones, he could not imagine anything else.

Then, the second and third generations of the direct line came forward one after another to meet the head of the immortal master.

The clones comforted each other.

Before we knew it, it was coming to an end.

"I feel relieved to hand over the things in the door to you, especially Yue'er... You did a good job, well, and beyond my expectations."

"My husband misunderstood, this is Yue'er's duty!"

Not knowing what he thought of, looking at Mi Yue, a sudden feeling of guilt suddenly surged from his clone.

"My husband hasn't finished his major business yet? I don't know how long it will take... To be honest, Yue'er can no longer bear it. She also asks her husband to be merciful and come back as soon as possible to save me from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Madam has worked so hard over the years, so the senior brother of the sect needs to be more polite." Yin Yuehua hurriedly spoke to the side.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came in to report that a large number of disciples of the Bibo Sect gathered outside the hall, clamoring to meet the head.

Mi Yue's face changed drastically after hearing this.

I just made a contribution, but someone came out and slapped him in the face?

The face suddenly turned cold, and the momentum and pressure of killing and decisive force naturally spread.

The clone felt her change in surprise and stared at her hurried back with strange eyes.

Wait for the group to come outside the hall.

I saw more than a thousand monks wearing deep clothes in the Bibo Gate style standing quietly outside the hall.

In front of them were a large number of clergymen such as pastors.

The atmosphere on the scene was really weird.

It's like a confrontation!

this……

Mi Yue habitually took a step forward and then woke up.

"Please, my husband!"

"……Um!"

Between these answers, Mi Yue felt that the distance between the two seemed to be widening.

My husband seemed to be suspicious of her!?

Mi Yue was very anxious, but there was no chance to make up for the current scene.

"I am Wu Ming, the head of Bibo. Are you an inner or outer disciple? You gather here, what's the matter?"

The clone stood on the steps of the temple and asked quietly to the monks below.

There was a commotion below.

After a while, a middle-aged Confucian scholar in the late stage of Qi training was elected.

He took two steps forward, then knelt down in front of the steps with a thud, then kowtowed repeatedly, and cried, "Kow to the head of the sect, disciple Mu Yu, and the outer disciple under the seat of Elder Lingzhiyi."

"Where are them?" asked the clone.

"The identity is generally the same."

The clone nodded.

"Please take over the position of leader!"

"Please take over the position of leader!"

Faced with the unanimous request from thousands of people, the clone showed surprise.
To be continued...