Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

However, Hong Qigong still had to deal with it. So, he said calmly: "Qigong, you guys should have a cup of tea first, there is no rush."

In fact, he knew clearly in his heart that these people were not here for the sake of drinking.

However, since these people didn't say anything, he didn't say anything else and just treated them well.

After three rounds of tea, Ye Qin was still talking about irrelevant things. He would not say anything unless others did.

For a moment, the atmosphere was very awkward.

Hong Qigong couldn't help but blush, and suddenly said: "Qin boy, you also know that both Zhengyi Sect and Longhushan Tianshi Sect actually need to spread their teachings to the world. Their desire for incense and luck is stronger than anyone else. Not to mention that the confrontation between Taoism and Buddhism has always existed over the years. So, they want to use your power to help suppress Shaolin Temple."

After he finished speaking, several old Taoist priests beside him looked at Ye Qin and added: "Master Qin, don't worry, we will never let you do it in vain. If you have any conditions, just ask!"

These Taoists are very casual. They know that if you ask people for help, you have to give them some benefits. They understand this principle better than anyone else.

Ye Qin suddenly smiled and said, "I see. I want all the Taoist collections of each of your Taoist sects, including scriptures and books, as well as the skills you practice, and some inherited things. If you give them to me, I will help you with this!"

After all, asking him to suppress Shaolin is not a good thing.

Originally, Ye Qin planned to reject it directly, but suddenly he thought that there was a Sutra Repository in Buddhism, and there should be some unknown secret books in the major Taoist sects. If he could integrate these secret books, maybe it would take the Ninth Grade Daoist Kung Fu to a higher level.

But his condition really shocked the old Taoist priests brought by Hong Qigong. One of them laughed and said, "Master Qin, are you joking? This joke is not funny at all. You should know what all the secret books and inheritances in the sect represent."

Even their heritage has been lost, and they are no longer themselves.

Even paying such a painful price for Shaolin is not worth it at all. How can we just give away what our ancestors have accumulated over hundreds and thousands of years?

This is absolutely impossible!

Another person also laughed and said, "Master Qin has a really big appetite. I can give you some martial arts secrets and medicinal herbs to make elixirs. As for the Taoist secrets, forget it."

If even the secret treasures are gone, Taoism is no longer Taoism.

As the middleman, Hong Qigong was embarrassed and quickly said, "Everyone, we can discuss this matter easily. Why make things so awkward? We..."

When he wanted to say something, he was interrupted by Ye Qin.

"Okay, Qigong. You brought the people here, and you wanted me to help, and I agreed. You know, Shaolin came to me before, but I didn't agree. This time, I put forward conditions, but you were unwilling, so you can't blame me."

He just said that you can put forward any conditions, but after he put forward the conditions, he changed his mind. What kind of thing is this?
He shook his head secretly. To him, it didn't matter.

At this time, one of the old Taoist priests sneered: "Master Qin, you are probably thinking that all of us Taoists are just scapegoats, right? But unfortunately, we are not."

Ye Qin showed a cold expression, and then said calmly: "I just put forward my conditions. As for whether you accept it or not, that is the choice of your Taoist sects. I also know that decades ago, you were valued by the government, and the Shenxiao Sect was very impressive. But that was decades ago, not now."

It doesn't matter whether they are willing or not. After Shaolin reopens its gates, the first ones to be affected are Taoism and the major sects on Qinhu Lake, not his Imperial City Division.

"Ye Qin, you..."

The old Taoists were furious and their faces soon turned ugly. According to the information they received, if the Taoist sect did not get help, it would be difficult to suppress Shaolin. This time, it was probably more trouble than gain.

"Even if it's for the sake of justice, you..."

Before the man could finish, Ye Qin interrupted him coldly: "Shut up! What is justice in the world? How can you discuss it? What does it have to do with me?"

"let's go!"……

In the end, the few old Taoist priests brought by Hong Qigong could only leave in shame. It was useless to talk further, because the other party's offer was too big, and there was no need to continue the negotiation.

Hong Qigong looked at Ye Qin apologetically and said quickly: "Qin boy, I'm really sorry this time. This old beggar didn't mean to disturb you, it's really hard to repay a favor."

He shook his head, looking helpless.

In this world, the most difficult debt to repay is the debt of favor, and Hong Qigong feels deeply about this.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and Qi Gong apologized again, "I'm really sorry this time. I know you are also embarrassed, but this matter concerns the situation of Qinhu in the world. You should think about it carefully!"

He also didn't want to make things difficult for Ye Qin, so as to avoid being blamed in the future.

"Sir Qi, you are too polite. This matter is not your fault. I have already put forward the conditions. It is up to them to accept or not. Even if they fail later, they cannot blame others." Ye Qin shook his head and still respected Sir Qi.

As for those Taoist masters, he didn't take them seriously at all. He thought to himself: "If they knew a few spells, I might be a little bit afraid of them. But the Taoist scriptures in this world are just ordinary scriptures, and those Taoist masters don't know spells either, so I'm not afraid of them at all!"

Ye Qin always remembers that strength is king.

He looked out the window calmly. After Hong Qigong left, he began to think about how to profit from the battle for the incense fortune.

"If I can collect Buddhist and Taoist scriptures from all over the world, my ninth-grade Taoist skills will be able to reach a higher level, and I will be able to add a few more sword moves." Ye Qin murmured to himself.

You should know that Shaolin is only the largest sect of Buddhism in China. There are also temples such as Mount Wutai. In addition to Longhu and Zhengyi, Taoism also has many other sects such as Laoshan and Shenxiao. All these sects together are the real Buddhism and Taoism.

"Somebody come!"

Ye Qin called out softly, and the guard hidden in the dark immediately responded and bowed, saying, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Go and keep an eye on those old Taoist priests. They won't let you down."

"Yes……"

Then, the room fell silent again.

In a hidden room of the inn, several old Taoist priests in grey robes sat around a table. An old Taoist priest immediately said with a gloomy face: "That kid is too ungrateful. He actually asked for all the Taoist scriptures and inheritances of our Taoist sect. He is simply daydreaming!"

With a cold snort, another person beside him nodded, "He is too arrogant, thinking that he can do whatever he wants just because he has an official position. Humph, we have also been canonized by the government!"

"Then what should we do now? Without his help, it will be difficult for us to fight against Shaolin with our strength. Those people from Qinhu are not united and cannot be relied upon at all!" said an old Taoist in a deep voice.

If they cannot stop Shaolin from reopening, they will be forced to defend themselves. But how can they compete with those monks who can deceive people for incense?
The dim room immediately fell silent, and no one spoke anymore.

After a long while, someone finally spoke up: "We must find a solution, otherwise when Shaolin reopens tomorrow, we will have no plan to deal with it. It can be imagined that Shaolin will definitely be well prepared when it reopens this time."

"I heard from that kid that someone from Shaolin also went to look for him, but he didn't agree. This might be good news." An old Taoist took over the conversation and said with a frown.

After all, Ye Qin still remained neutral, which was neither good nor bad for them. At least Ye Qin did not side with his opponents.

"What good news is this?" An old Taoist priest nearby said unhappily, "It's just insignificant news at best."

There is no practical benefit to their various Taoist sects.

"Why not invite all the major sects on Qinhu Lake? The reopening of Shaolin Temple concerns the interests of everyone. We can't just contribute while they sit back and reap the benefits!"

An old Taoist said in a deep voice: "We can take this opportunity to unite them and deal with the Shaolin incident first. As long as we have enough believers, we can use incense to confer the gods, and it is also okay to give those people certain benefits."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the table fell silent, their faces turned strange, and they revealed different expressions.

The Buddhist sect can confer the title of Buddha, and the Taoist sect can also confer the title of God, enjoying the luck of incense and breaking through the bottleneck of martial arts. But the sequelae are also great.

"Not appropriate. Although the throne has many disadvantages, you should all know that once something happens to the person who is given the title, or if he fails to manage the believers well, it will be a terrible disaster for us." An old Taoist shook his head in denial.

The throne of God is also very strange. It would be fine if nothing goes wrong, but once something goes wrong, the whole thing will fall apart, which is not worth the loss.

"Please come over and persuade them first. We don't have to pay such a heavy price. We are actually the same as those martial arts sects. We all need luck. After Shaolin was closed all these years, everyone has reached a delicate balance. But if this balance is broken, it will not only be our Taoist sect that will suffer, but also those Qinhu sects." The man said lightly, making many old Taoists think that this plan is feasible.

Then someone else said, "In fact, we can also invite the representatives of the noble families. After all, we share the same goal with them. I'm sure no one will refuse."

Everyone nodded, and the old Taoists thought it was a good idea, so they did it. It was a last resort anyway!

Soon, the leaders of the various Qinhu sects were invited by the group of old Taoist priests. Originally, they had some grievances with each other, so it was inevitable that they would quarrel and curse each other when they met, but they finally stopped after being persuaded by the Taoist priests.

Seeing that everyone was silent, an old Taoist priest said, "Everyone, I know that everyone has personal grudges. But what we need to do now is to work together to resist the reopening of Shaolin.

I think everyone knows that once Shaolin reopens successfully, it will compete with us for believers and fortune. By then, monks will be everywhere in the world, and no one will have an easy life. We gathered everyone together today to prevent Shaolin from reopening tomorrow!"

After the faint voice sounded, the room was silent again.

Finally, people began to speak one after another.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. Let's work together to stop Shaolin from reopening its gates."

"That's how it should be!"

"We can do this..."

Soon, these people started discussing it one by one. After brainstorming, they soon came up with a plan. However, the specific implementation would depend on tomorrow's situation.

This confrontation will determine who will rise and fall between them and Buddhism in the future. Although Taoism is relatively low-key, it hides many masters, even peerless masters of the Xiantian realm. This is also their confidence.

And Shaolin knows nothing about this!
That day, when the first rays of sunlight filled the sky, the gate of Shaolin Temple slowly opened, and two young monks stood on both sides to welcome the guests. This day was destined to leave a strong and colorful mark in the history of Shaolin.

"Everything will be clear at this moment!" Du Zhen whispered to himself, then turned to the monk beside him and asked, "Has everything been arranged with the Grandmaster?"

The monk nodded quickly, "Master said that when Shaolin is reopened, he will definitely come out to lend a hand. Shaolin will not tolerate bullying, and Buddhism will rise, today!"

Du Zhen nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then go inform the stick monk and the disciples of the Dharma Academy. I'm afraid there will be a tough battle today!"

"Yes, Brother!" the monk responded, then hesitated and added: "By the way, the abbot said that if things fail, Shaolin may give up on you and hand you over to those who obstruct it to vent their anger. But he hopes that you can succeed, so that you can not only become the chief monk, but also the next abbot of Shaolin."

This was both realistic and cruel, but Du Zhen still nodded solemnly, "For the future of Shaolin, I am willing to give it a try, no matter how great the price!"

Shaolin has been waiting for this day for a long time. They don't want to live in Songshan anymore, guarding this small temple. Without incense and luck, Shaolin is almost forgotten in the martial arts world.

"lets go!"

Monk Duzhen led everyone to the mountain gate. Whether the mountain gate can be reopened depends on today. As the person in charge of this incident, he must face many fellow Taoists in Qinhu.

From the moment the sun rose, people from all over Qinhu gathered here, waiting for the arrival of their companions, ready to rush into Shaolin and ask those monks for an explanation.

Led by the Taoist sects and supplemented by the major sects of Qinhu, they marched along the road up the mountain towards the Shaolin Gate in a mighty manner.

In front of the mountain gate, Ye Qin had already taken a good position with his men. Seeing the crowd pouring in like a tide, even the Beggars' Sect could not stay out of it. The competition for believers was related to luck, so Hong Qigong naturally wanted to compete for it.

Each Taoist sect is led by one or more old Taoist priests, followed by a group of well-dressed men, looking very majestic.

"Qin boy, why don't you go up yet?" Hong Qigong saw Ye Qin's smiling face and couldn't help but come up to him and ask.

Ye Qin shrugged. "It's not like I'm the first one this time. There's no need to rush to the front. We have to give others a chance to perform. The fight between Taoism and Buddhism is a fight for their orthodoxy. Why drag me into it?"

He just came to watch the fun.

Hong Qigong could only smile bitterly upon hearing this, and then glared at Ye Qin unhappily, "You kid only know how to tease me. If Buddhism really becomes bigger and stronger, you won't have an easy time either. You'd better just watch out." (End of this chapter)