High Priest in Japan

"Feng: The Infinite Destiny of Good Fortune, the Imperial Calendar, the True Body, and Tao, the reincarnation of the God of Senluo Gao, the lord of Xinza City, the imperial order of Qin Heqing-order: Pinglin Temple and 16 masters in the temple will come from before 7 o'clock tomorrow evening Move out of the new city, otherwise I will arrest you for violating the laws of the heavens, or even forcibly deport you." Jianshan Huangquan was not at all polite, and when he announced that he was going out, Qin Heqing came up with what he had built. After the title of the Emperor of Heaven, he announced mercilessly.

This immediately triggered a change in the expressions of the monks in the Pinglin Temple, all of them glared, staring at Jianshan Huangquan and others as if they wanted to swallow them, very mighty and majestic.

"Why, don't you want to resist your fate?" Jianshan Huangquan raised his brows when he saw it, and raised his treasured sword, the Lion King, holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, and slightly pulled out the blade, looking in front of him with a smile. The great monk sneered.

Then the others behind Jianshan Huangquan were the same, staring at the monks in the temple with a vigilant posture. They also looked like you dare to move and we dare to kill you, so that the monks barely calmed down... …

"Can't it be accommodating anymore?" The old monk was not angry, but looked at Jianshan Huangquan and reconfirmed.

"This is an imperial order issued by His Majesty God Gaotian himself, what do you say." Jianshan Huangquan collected the knife, and asked with a slight sneer.

"Amitabha... Lao Na understands. The poor monk took the order." Hearing this, the old monk could not help but close his eyes, whispered the Buddha's horn, and sighed.

"Host!" the other monks shouted unwillingly.

"A wise choice." Jianshan Huangquan said with a light smile. "I hope that when we come over, we can see a Pinglin Temple that has been cleaned up and kept intact, otherwise..."

"Definitely not disappoint Jianshan donor." The old monk replied.

"Okay, let's go." Jianshan Huangquan didn't pretend, he snorted, turned around, and greeted everyone to leave Pinglin Temple.

"Host, did we just leave like this?!" An older monk asked unwillingly.

"I know that you are not reconciled, and don't want to hand over the inheritance of Patriarch, but... are we the opponent of Jianshan Huangquan and Tugong Kagura next to her?" The old monk turned and looked towards The disciple and brother in the temple asked rhetorically.

"We can hire foreign aid!" another young monk shouted.

"Who please?"

"Yakushi Tennoji, Guanyin Lotus Terrace, Tiantai Sect! I don't believe it, the religious headquarters will let us be bullied by people of Shintoism like this!"

"Yes, master, we can report the matter to the religious headquarters, and let the religious headquarters come forward to help us solve the trouble!" the young monk agreed.

"Far can't dissolve near thirst..." The old monk shook his head and said, "Don't look at where this is. It's Xinzashi. It's the inexhaustible talisman of good fortune in the mouth of the benefactor of Jianshan. The reincarnated body, the territory of the priest Qin Heqing, even if we can invite people from the religious headquarters to come forward and make peace, can we stop the other party from restricting us by administrative means?"

Everyone was silent, if there was a way, Xinzuo City would not become Qin Heqing's fief and territory.

Moreover, under the modern society where the feudal system was abandoned for five or six hundred years, it can be seen how powerful Qin Heqing's power and influence are.

Not to mention, people are still playing the game of conferring gods, building the heavens, and protecting the monsters. If you really want to go hard, it is only them, not Qin Heqing and his men.

"So pack things up."

"Yes."

Then the young monks dispersed and began to organize the items and scriptures in the temple under the organization of their masters, preparing for tomorrow's relocation.

...

On the other side, Qin Heqing, who had accounted for all the remaining trivial matters, began to implement the third step of the plan that was conducive to the formation of the concept of Heavenly Court-spread.

It's just that this plan is too big and requires a lot of relevant practitioners to cooperate, so Qin Heqing can only put down his figure and find someone he knows to help...

Therefore, Qin Heqing is also very simple, directly using the passive talent obtained after achieving the realm of Tianxian and Yangshen-the ability to gather and disperse freely, divide himself into five or six parts in an instant, and then choose a goal for each of them towards Tokyo. Flew back--

"Ding dong. Ding dong."

"Ka!"

"It's you?! What are you doing." Ying Lili, dressed in green sportswear, looked at Qin Heqing who appeared at her door in amazement.

"Don't you invite me in?" Qin Heqing asked with a smile.

"Come in." Ying Lili took a look at him, letting Qin Heqing in with the same body.

Then the two entered the living room and sat down beside the sofa for meeting guests.

"Let's talk, you're so good, how come you came to my house." Ying Lili stood aside with her arms folded, looking at Qin Heqing, who would never be inexplicably come to her home if she was not invited by her father, and asked directly.

"I need your help with something." Qin Heqing raised his head to look at Ying Lili's emerald eyes with glasses and said with a serious face.

"Oh?"

"Are you asking me for help? What can I do for you?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu dressed up in a coat, short skirt, and black tights and high heels looked at Qin Heqing who had asked him out and asked curiously.

"I need you to help me write a story." Qin Heqing replied with a smile.

"Write a story? What story? Why don't you write it yourself." Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu was shocked at first, and then, like a machine gun, issued three questions that pointed to the core of the problem.

"To write a story about the heavenly group of immortals, because there are too many characters involved, and the relationship between subsequent comic changes and animation is involved, I am not sure whether my pen can write well, so I found you in the light A great writer second to none." Qin Heqing complimented with a smile.

"The story of the heavenly group of immortals~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's good, why do you remember to write such a story?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu cast a blank look at him, and then asked, still full of doubt.

"It's not for the promotion of the heaven I built." Qin Heqing sighed.

"You, build a heaven?!" As a TV show screenwriter, Nagao Yujia looked at Qin Heqing, who had been coming to her less and less overnight in a certain period of time, astonished.

"Yes, is there any problem?" Qin Heqing asked with a smile.

"There are many questions, but let me start with the column planning you want me to write for you. How do you want to introduce the structure of the heavenly court and the origin and responsibilities of the gods?" Nagao Yuka shook his head and brought the topic back to the core Asked.

"There are also TV series." Anzai Mayumi, who was also invited by Qin Heqing, a good friend and colleague of Yuka Nagao, and the screenwriter of the TV series, asked closely.

Qin Zuohezi was a little nervous, wondering if he should agree to the commission of his relative and uncle Qin Heqing, who did not know where he was talking about, to help him complete the work of drawing related comics...

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