Chapter 1543: Kuchans difficult choice (2/2)

In the end, Master Kuchan broke the embarrassing deadlock and said softly, ”The poor monk chooses the real human empire.”

”what!”

With a strange cry in Li Yao's heart, his eyes widened.

”Monk, you—”

Ba Xiaoyu and the rest of Yuanying and Huashen were slightly startled.

Regardless of the righteous and evil positions, they originally thought that Master Kuchan might be the most difficult object to persuade, how could it be!

”Yes, the concept of the true human empire is indeed inconsistent with the aspiration of the poor monk. I am afraid that it is also contrary to the purpose of my Buddha's ”compassionate and universal life”. It stands to reason that the poor monk should choose to go far and high, just like the patron , Go to the depths of Xinghai to be a casual repairer.”

Master Kuchan was expressionless, and said every word, ”However, Lord Ba Shi, you have said that for the safety of hundreds of thousands of sentient beings in the Ancient Sacred Realm, we must submit to the real human empire.”

”After surrendering to the true human empire, the affairs of the ancient sacred world will most likely be decided by the twelve of us!”

”We don’t like the idea of ​​a true human empire, so we can naturally leave without seeing or worrying, but in this way, the future of the ancient sacred world, the safety and good fortune of the thousands of people will all be In the hands of... the rest of the donors.”

”The poor monk doesn't have a prejudice against which donor, but, Ba donor, are you really willing to see ‘certain’ benefactors in this room... taking power?”

Master Kuchan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he made no secret of his distrust of Wan Mingzhu, Qi Changsheng and the like!

Wan Mingzhu sensed the monk's extremely unfriendly look, and sneered again and again: ”Monk Kuchan, you don't need to go around in circles, don't you just don't trust us gangsters!”

”Amitabha Buddha, good is good, monks don’t talk about it, yes, the poor monks are very distrustful of all benefactors, Qi benefactors, including Han Baling, Han benefactors, and Wangxi King benefactors!”

”You are the famous'four evils'. The poor monk really can't choose to go so far, but you are handing over the future of the ancient sacred world and the lives of tens of thousands of people!”

”Good monk!”

Wan Mingzhu glared with anger and ghostly aura, ”I knew you, the demon monk, was a painted puppet thrown by the court and major factions to confuse the public and erode our will to resist! What happened to the'four evils'? There was no such thing as the'four evils'. , Is it possible that the world is peaceful and the world is peaceful, so that the people of Li people can live and work in peace? I yeah! Isn't it still natural disasters and man-made disasters, the water is raging!”

”Keep your dog's eyes wide open and see clearly that it is the court and sect behind you that created natural and man-made calamities. Natural and man-made calamities created our'four evils', not our'four evils'!”

”Hmph, you don't trust me, I don't trust you demon monk yet! As the saying goes, neither bald nor poisonous, neither poisonous nor bald, the worst in the world is you monks who don't produce but only know how to sell buttocks!”

Wan Mingzhu was originally a refugee, but he absorbed a lot of the grievances and anger of the poor people before slowly cultivating a ghostly supernatural power. He can usually pretend to be a man of good manners. Now he is full of anger, half-truth. He yelled, and everyone frowned.

”enough!”

Meng Chixin was surrounded by a layer of black flames, transformed into thousands of wolf heads with open mouths, grinning at Wan Mingzhu, ”Friends of Wan Dao, we all agreed just now. Everyone can speak freely, no matter what. Put it on the table to discuss! Right now is the time of sincere unity, so why bother to speak out like this?”

Wan Mingzhu squinted his eyes, staring at the spirit flame wolf behind Meng Chixin's teeth and dancing claws for a long time, and there were waves of invisible waves surging between the two ghost cultivators!

Until the end, under Meng Chixin’s gaze, Wan Mingzhu softened first, and then smiled at Master Kuchan, “Master Kuchan, my mother is very straightforward. Say whatever you want. You are a master of Taoism. Don't be familiar with me!”

”Speaking of which, listening to the words of the'master', is that you have made up your mind to'combine with the people' and surrender to the empire with us, the'troubled people and gangsters'?”

”Amitabha.”

Master Kuchan was expressionless, without sorrow or joy, and said lightly, ”Where the thousands of people in the ancient sacred world stand, the poor monks will stand on which side, and will never leave them.”

”Oh?”

Wan Mingzhu's eyes rolled, and he smiled, ”But, I really submit to the empire. Maybe you will go to expedition to other worlds with the empire fleet to do the thing of burning, killing and looting. Master, are you going with you, or Staying in the ancient sacred world, pretending to be deaf and dumb, deceiving ourselves, and watching us go to a massacre and take back the rich trophies to help all living beings?”