s an adventure, a gamble in which they sought gain amidst danger.Please note that I only translated the content within the tags, leaving the HTML tags untouched. Let me know if you have any other tex...The reprimand was extremely harsh, like a ruler striking or a whip lashing, with the force of breaking through space.

At first, the sound of arrival was unclear. When it settled, a monk in black robes stood behind Ku Jie.

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In terms of appearance, among the brothers who were born into the lineage of bitterness and suffering, Master Guanshiyin, who is known as Ku-ti, seems the youngest.

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The term "bitter taste" carries a hint of paleness and thinness. To be "bitterly ill" is to be so emaciated as to resemble skin and bone, with a sickly appearance. While Master Fangzhang may be a portly monk, he appears perpetually worried, his brow furrowed in concern, seeming years older than he actually is.

Only Ku-di can be considered to have grown upright. Though he is usually serious, he is still the representative face of the Buddhist monks who take the name Ku.

In the tense situation, Guanshiyuan's headmaster Kudi arrived just in time. Yuan Ye naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only I, Ku Jue, still blindly charged forward without a moment's hesitation, not even glancing back.

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"Only to Yuan Ye said: 'Do you see that donkey over there He's a habitual thief, always stealing chickens and dogs. He was never a good boy from the start. If you have any treasures hidden in your Tianma village, keep a close eye on him!'

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As he spoke, he reached out and scooped up Yuan Ye behind him, treating him like a human weapon, and threw him at Ku Di.

With one hand, Ku Di gently cradled Yuan Ye, and with the other, he formed a gesture of fearless compassion and pressed down from afar.

Here, as a handprint is pressed down, a golden giant hand appears out of thin air before Ku Jie. With its palm raised in defiance, it stands like a mountain, five fingers reaching high, imposing and unyielding.

Ku Jue turned back with an unpleasant expression and said in a greasy voice, “Kudi, you old bald donkey, are you really playing with Buddha”

"Who are you playing with" Kudu frowned and said, "Master Fangzheng ordered you to return! My Xuankong Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism, with its own purity and tranquility. Why do you still bother us here"

"Master, Master, Master!" Kūjaku's brow furrowed like a mountain range: "I don't need your help, and I never have. I never meddle in your affairs, so why do you all insist on meddling in mine"

Ku Di was almost amused. Holding the sign of Xuan Kong Temple around, wasn't it you, Ku Jue Without Xuan Kong Temple, could you have chased after Jing Guo's Tian Jiao everywhere

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Of course, he couldn't say that in front of others. He only grew more serious, his face hardening like stone. "This time, I was here because of a serious illness. Master Fangzhang wouldn't let him come. Do you know why"

"I don't feel like knowing, and I don't want to know. You talk too much, it's annoying!" Kuge glared at him. "Once you're done talking, just leave quickly and don't waste the Buddha's time!"

Kudi finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted angrily, "You don't want to be troubled by illness because you're afraid it would affect you! You, as a senior brother, can't even act like one"

Bitter Taste roared back with greater volume: "Then you, all of you who call yourselves uncles and grand-uncles, do any of you resemble uncles and grand-uncles"

The fury of the Bitter-Compassionate instantly subsided. He was stunned for a moment before reacting, "Jiang Wang never even entered the walls of my Xu Kong Temple. He's never called me Master or Uncle Shifu. Are we going to interfere with his life and death"

Ku Jue's face fell, and he suddenly looked sad. "Do you not care about me, Jing Ge Do you not care about me, Jing Shen If one day Jing Li gets into trouble, will you not care You want to leave your senior brother alone, with no one to inherit my mantle, my achievements passed down to none"

The Abbot personally issued a decree, but it failed to bring back Ku Jue. The Jing Guo side has exerted pressure multiple times. Ku Di originally came with blazing anger and had the momentum of upholding the sect rules. But somehow, after Ku Jue's maneuvers, he suddenly felt somewhat at fault.

“I, Jingli, am a direct disciple of the Xuankong Temple. Naturally, I am not like others.” Kudie said solemnly, “Don’t cause trouble here with me! I ask you, will you follow me or not”

"I don't," Ku Jue said with a sneer.

Then don't blame me." Ku Di began to roll up his sleeves.

"Hey!" Ku Jue's eyes widened: "Do you think Buddha is afraid of you"

Bitter sighed and took out a string of beads from his sleeve. Each bead was intricately carved with a miniature arhat figure, each with a different expression, lifelike and vivid. There were a total of one hundred and eight beads.

Ku Jue's fist loosened instantly, and he moved it behind him, clenching his neck and saying, "Hit me! Kill me! It would be good to let the world see how Xuan Kong Temple treats its own disciples!"

Kudi's bald head bulged with veins as he shouted, "Zhao Xuanyang, you must follow! You have to cross the Heavenly Horse Plateau. How many disasters will it take before you stop The Hanging Sky Temple is a place of Buddhist purity, not your refuge from suffering!"

"What kind of misfortune, I can't just ignore my apprentice! He's the one I've chosen!"

Just then, Ku Di discovered, to his astonishment, that the old fellow with a yellow face had red eyes.

The Buddhist beads he held in his hand, he could never quite let go of.

She sighed, “It’s impossible for me to hide in Tianma Yuan. Both Jing and Jing countries are keeping an eye on this place.”

"The bitter taste said, 'It's precisely because those old geezers from Jing Guo are eyeing this place that we had a chance to put that young one in!' "

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Although he was being threatened, Genya inexplicably let out a breath of relief.

This is the style of speech that a familiar strong person would use. Even threats are quite tactful!

Unlike that yellow-faced old monk, his train of thought is completely incomprehensible!

“I swear on the faith of the original deities,” Genya said seriously, “I have been guarding this place for days now and haven’t seen Zhao Xuanyang or Jiang Wang.”

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Ku-di again looked at Ku-jue: “Are you satisfied”

Kujue still unwillingly muttered, “Why didn’t you say it earlier!”

The wilderness was furious. So you ask me! You big, bullying, rude old bald donkey!

Fortunately, the first seated kōshi at Kansha-in is a person with a strong and dignified demeanor.

"I raised my hand in a respectful gesture toward him: 'Today's events... have truly caused you trouble, and the Suspension Temple sincerely apologizes. We will send a Buddhist gift to your doorstep as a token of our gratitude.'"

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"It's nothing. Master, you flatter me." Yuye also replied with due respect, "Let's just clear up the misunderstanding."

Then Ku Di looked back at Ku Jue: “You’ve been searching for so many days. You've taken on all the burdens you should have and shouldn't have. Even Xuan Kong Temple has felt the weight. Now there's no sign of him in Tianma原 either. Can we go back with me”

Kujue smirked and said, "Let's look for a few more days."

"Senior brother," Ku Di Lian frowned, "If it were someone else looking for you, it wouldn't be like this."

How many years has it been since I've heard this voice, "senior brother"

Whether it was illness or hardship...it had been a long time since anyone called him this way.

After a moment of bitter silence, he pointed to his left sleeve and made a light cut with his finger. Half of the sleeve fluttered away, revealing his lean, old, wrinkled arm—

"From today onwards, the bitter taste departs from Hanging Temple. All actions and deeds henceforth have nothing to do with Hanging Temple. Heaven and Earth can bear witness to this!"

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