But the Zen Yin Conference is far from over. Many tribes began to line up to worship Buddha, which means they were close to the new master. Many tribes also contacted each other to discuss the "distribution" after this baptism ceremony.

The whole ceremony suddenly dispersed.

"The opportunity is here. Master Ku, Yang Wei, the troops are divided into three groups to investigate all available news! Later, we will meet here." Zhou Jian said.

"Yes, sir!" said the two.

Zhou Jian nodded, then disappeared into the square with his scapegoat. Perhaps this was dancing on the sword, which was very dangerous, but for him, a special forces soldier in his previous life, this situation was like a fish in water.

After a while, Zhou Jian tried to sneak into the depths of the temple. The more he walked inside, the quieter he became. There was no one there, and the ground was spotless!

This is obviously not a place to come.

"Sir, what are you going to do... Go quickly, we are all going to die if someone finds it!" Tuli, a prince, was so anxious that he was about to cry, trembling, looking around, afraid, and sweat was as big as beans.

Zhou Jian looked back at him, and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a group of monks walked quickly from one end of the corridor and were about to run into it.

Zhou Jian's face changed drastically. He covered Tuli's mouth with one hand and dragged it hard to the flower bed. He was almost a breath and was hit.

"How come there is a voice?" a monk muttered.

"No." The monks looked around and frowned: "Let's go quickly. Today, the two monks are very happy to show kindness to the tribes and rectify the female slaves. After tomorrow's baptism ceremony, they will be sent to the tribes as gifts."

"If you miss it, we will all be punished!"

After hearing the precepts, the monks showed fear and then accelerated their pace.

Under the flower bed, in the gap, a pair of eyes were exposed, extremely sharp, it was Zhou Jian!

Female slaves? What kind of female slaves? Could it be the group that was captured from the Central Plains? When he thought of this, he couldn't help but be angry. Han women were arrested by them and sent to others at will!

Seeing that the monks were about to walk away, he quickly let go of the extremely nervous Tuli, then frowned and said, "Now I have changed my mind. You don't have to follow me anymore. You can find a way to go to Mount Mani to inquire about the situation."

"Inquiry about what's going on?" Tuli did not hesitate, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"I want everything!" After saying that, his figure had disappeared, almost to the extreme, his voice was as light as polite, and he instantly followed the group of monks.

"You, be careful!" Tuli's face looked ugly and anxious. It wasn't that he was worried about Zhou Jian's comfort, but he was worried that something might happen to Zhou Jian and no one could solve his poison.

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Following the road, we came to the depths of the temple, where the sound of Buddha filled the sky and the incense was in full bloom.

In front of me is a pagoda, square and magnificent. The sound of Buddha comes from the inside, and there are many monks guarding it outside.

The group of monks went in directly, and Zhou Jian frowned. How should he get in?

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and when he saw a group of horns passing by not far away, he immediately made a plan to heart, and quickly touched it. When he saw a horn alone, he immediately took action, extremely decisive.

"You!" the trumpet noticed and was about to shout.

Bang!

Zhou Jian made a hand knife, which was extremely sharp. The trumpet body tilted, his eyes turned black, and he fainted with a bang.
Chapter completed!