Chapter 621

Looking at the elder in front of them, the group of miscellaneous disciples in the cowshed were all stunned.

In their eyes, even ordinary disciples were high above, not to mention the powerful elders.

But now, what did they hear? The elder wants to borrow a plow ox?

No, what is the use of this plow ox? Besides plowing the fields, what else can it do? Could it be that the elder wants to plow the fields?

Facing the confusion of the disciples, this elder sank his face and said angrily.

"Why, didn't you hear my words?"

"No, no, it's just, Elder, what do you want the plow ox for?"

"Nonsense, I told you to bring it, so bring it; go, lead the strongest plow ox to this seat."

Under the elder's majesty, the miscellaneous disciples in the cowshed didn't dare to have the slightest rebuttal, and soon led a strong plow ox over.

Not to mention, although the Putuo Temple is a Buddhist sect, these plow oxen were all growing fat and strong, and one look showed that their food was not bad.

Looking up and down at this plow ox, the elder nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad, this seat will take the ox."

"Yes, yes, Elder, please go slowly."

Under the ox's terrified expression, it was still forcibly dragged away by this elder.

They thought it was over, but who would have thought that those Senior Brothers who came with the elder would also speak up one after another at this time.

"Junior Brother, I also want to borrow a plow ox."

"And me, I want one too."

"Me too, get me a stronger one."

For a moment, in the cowshed, the disciples were talking all at once, which left the miscellaneous disciples with wide eyes.

No, why did so many people come to borrow oxen suddenly?

In the past, it was rare to see one person in this cowshed, but why is it so popular today?

And the people who came, you look, besides outer disciples, the number of inner disciples was actually not small.

These were all people they usually couldn't contact at all.

"Senior Brothers, you all want plow oxen?"

"Nonsense, I don't want the ox, I want you."

"It's just, to want so many oxen, what for?"

"Can't I lecture to the ox?"

Lecture to the ox? Are you sure it's not playing the lute to a cow?

"No, Senior Brother, this isn't every ox that is a divine ox; isn't this a waste..."

"How do you know if you don't try? You just give it to me."

There are so many big green oxen in this world, but there is only one divine ox; you take a plow ox to lecture, isn't this purely nonsense?

But facing the demands of the Senior Brothers, these miscellaneous disciples didn't dare to refuse.

Moreover, this plow ox thing is not a treasure.

Soon, the disciples who came to the cowshed all left with a plow ox in big strides.

It was just obvious that these plow oxen didn't seem to be very willing, as if they had a premonition of some danger.

"Amitabha, ox, ox, so-called if I don't enter hell, who enters hell? My Putuo Temple has raised you for so many years, it's time for you to repay the kindness."

Facing the resistant plow ox, some disciples spoke to persuade, and some were even more ruthless, kicking them directly to drive them away.

Watching the backs of the Senior Brothers leaving, the miscellaneous disciples in the cowshed had strange expressions.

"Are the Senior Brothers really going to lecture to the ox?"

"Who knows, we don't understand either."

This didn't look like they were going to lecture to the ox at all, but this wasn't something they should worry about; the big cowshed hadn't been cleaned today.

And things like cow dung also had to be cleaned every day.

The cowshed returned to calm, but with a few less plow oxen, there was no other change.

But these miscellaneous disciples obviously didn't know that there were many eyes watching in the dark.

"Senior Brother, why don't we just go borrow them, like the others?"

"Are you stupid? Do you have to return them after borrowing? When it's investigated, what do you say? Where is the ox?"

"So we will stay put for now, wait until it gets dark, rush in, carry them and run, so no one will know it was our doing."

"Senior Brother has great wisdom."

Everyone's thoughts were different; some borrowed them directly, while others were afraid of not being able to explain afterwards, so they prepared to play dirty.

But no matter what, under Xu Jie's fooling, these Putuo Temple disciples all seemed to have suddenly opened up.

Besides these people, there were some who didn't have time to take action for the time being, because they were busy recasting their Buddhist hearts, so they hadn't come yet.

In short, now this cowshed that no one cared about had long been watched by countless eyes.

Dao One Sect encampment, not long after breakfast, many Putuo Temple disciples had already come, and they were all holding a plow ox in their hands.

"Holy crap, they really came?"

Watching the plow oxen being sent over one by one, Zhao Zhengping and the others were stunned; the Putuo Temple disciples' efficiency was very fast.

Counting it up, it had only been a little over an hour.

Handing the plow oxen to the Dao One Sect disciples, they then looked at Xu Jie expectantly.

"Senior Brother Xu, look, the ingredients have been brought, am I..."

"That's natural; I, Xu Jie, have always kept my word. You brought the ingredients, so naturally you have the qualification to compete. How about this, you come over at noon, and according to my Dao One Sect's rules, compete together."

"As long as you can grab a position, then naturally you will have food to eat."