章 857: Haotian Taoism's Gamble

The middle-aged Taoist entered the temple. He was very shocked when he saw the Abbey Dean standing by the window and smiling at the black peach blossom. He hurried forward to help him lie back down on the couch.

He looked at the Abbey Dean gravely and said, "Senior Brother, are you really going to abandon your belief?"

The Abbey Dean smiled and said, "I grew up in the Taoist temple, and the first book I read was the Taoist scriptures. My belief in Haotian has long entered my blood, becoming my every breath. The point of my life is to carry out Haotian's will. If I give up on my belief, it would mean betraying myself. I can't do that."

The middle-aged Taoist asked curiously, "Since this is so, why have you allowed Long Qing to stay in the Zhishou Abbey? Why did you spread the gospel at the South Sea, and why did you treat that person in the Divine Hall of Light..."