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"Delay?! Didn't you say you were not allowed to enter or leave without permission? Why don't you listen to the teachings so much! "Ran and the four eminent monks all sat cross-legged on the edge of the dark grid and chanted Buddhist scriptures. As soon as he saw Yankong running in, he hurriedly stood up and asked.

Yankong can't take care of a lot, Yongci, Yanren, and Yande were all killed one after another, Yankong has to worry about the safety of the master, not to mention that tomorrow is the three-day period, if the master has any accidents, Yankong can't think about it. Fortunately, seeing that the master was safe and sound, Yankong breathed a sigh of relief, pounced on the master, and tears couldn't help but flow down his eyes: "Senior Brother Yande and Yanren are both ......" Although this matter is all caused by Monk Yanren, but remembering that Senior Brother Yanren also took care of him in every way before, he can't help but feel a little sad.

"Yeon-in was also killed?" Master Ran didn't expect it at all.

Yankong cried even more wow when he thought of Yanren's bones gone. Tears were crying, the abbot's robe, Xiao Lang, Chen Jingshu and the two also followed into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, at this time the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was a mess, and there was no such solemn atmosphere as before. Ran saw Xiao Lang saluting, while the other four leaders did not move at all, still sitting cross-legged and chanting.

Xiao Lang said: "Master Abbot, I couldn't find anything, and let Monk Yanren die!" Immediately afterwards, Xiao Lang narrated everything to Ran. Ran clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, Yanren has this fruit is the cause of his seeding." The so-called good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the love will be divided. Alas, it was just at this time. Tomorrow's catastrophe is unknown after all! ”

At this time, the first seat of the Dharma Academy on the side said loudly: "Senior brother, don't worry, when we recuperate for half a day, our strength can also be restored." In addition, the eighteen bronze human formations were not so easy to defeat. Xiao Lang looked at this person carefully, this person was in his sixties, his eyes were sunken, and the palm of his hand was covered with a thick cocoon. This man's stick and martial arts must be successful. Xiao Lang said in his heart.

He nodded and said, "It seems that this is the only way, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover it!" I hope that my Buddha will be merciful, and don't befall me Shaolin! The words reveal a deep sorrow!

"Master Abbot, Jiang Yun seems to be still in the Scripture Pavilion, I don't know if you have seen him!" Chen Jingshu thought of Jiang Yun, who she hadn't seen for a long time, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

Clearly, when Chen Jingshu asked, he shook his head again! He sighed several times in a row. The first Yongchen monk of the Dharma Academy said: "Master Jiang and the devil were suppressed below. Right now...... Life and death are uncertain! ”

"This?!" Chen Jingshu thought that he had misheard, although Jiang Yun and he had only known each other for a long time, but because he already felt guilty about him, he heard that Jiang Yun was very auspicious, and he was anxious. "Then why don't you open it and save him!"

Yongchen hurriedly stopped: "Don't benefactor, this devil has strong martial arts, and the five of us are injured and powerless to fight, if he comes out, I'm afraid that Shaolin Temple will be destroyed in our hands!" ”

Xiao Lang heard Jiang Yun in it, and thought that the two of them broke into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion after all, so he said: "Shaolin Temple is the Buddha Guangda Temple, can you abandon the lives of others in order to save yourself?" ”

Yongchen clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, no matter what the two donors say, I am determined not to let that demon come out." Jiang Yun's benefactor's matter, the fault is only the old monk. If you want to avenge him, please go to the old monk, but I won't let him come out! ”

Xiao Lang saw that the old monk Yongchen was so resolute and there was no movement under the cave, and he didn't know what Jiang Yun was doing, so he called out loudly, but there was no sound under the cave. "Isn't there a powerful old-timer in the Scripture Pavilion? Why don't I see him come out to help you! ”

"Amitabha!" He said loudly, "Don't hide it from the donor, the old-timer you are talking about is the devil that my junior brother said!" ”

"How is that possible?"

"This is the secret of Shaolin Temple, but it is really my sin to accidentally involve Master Jiang Shi! He is my uncle, his original name is Qin Potian! ”

"Qin Potian!" Xiao Lang was taken aback!

"Master Xiao, you also know?" Seeing that Xiao Lang knew it, he was also slightly surprised. Only Chen Jing said blankly: "Who is Qin Potian?" ”

"I only know a little, and I listen to it...... Someone else said! Xiao Lang paused, "I heard that he was less than thirty years old and had achieved great success, and the martial arts were set off by him. ”

He nodded and said: "That's my virtuous ancestor, thirty years ago, after he subdued me Qin Potian, he wanted to influence him to become a human again." But Qin Potian was stubborn, so much so that later the ancestor gave his life for him, but fortunately, the ancestor himself also made him a little repentant, so he joined the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to bury the scriptures under a pseudonym. Although the funeral master entered the Buddhist gate, the evil thoughts did not die, and he finally gathered the demons in his chest. Every year today, it is also the day of the sacrifice of Master Deshan, and his heart is full of demons. ”

"What the hell is going on with this demon?" Yankong couldn't help but ask.

"Before the Buddha, if you blindly want to obtain the Dharma and get fate, you will have another resentment in your heart, and if you want to hurry, you will not be able to achieve it! The resentment in my heart will become more and more intense, and one day it will erode itself, Uncle Funeral is not bad, although he is full of demons, but his own willpower is also very strong, in order to suppress the demons, but every time today, the demons are ready to move, and Uncle Funeral Master will be demonic! ”

"And what if the willpower is not strong?" Yankong asked.

"If his willpower is not strong, he will be carried away by resentment, destroy all conscience, and become a demon completely." Looking at the quiet underground, his heart was also full of worry.

"Then Jiang Yun, isn't he in a catastrophe?" Chen Jingshu couldn't help but worry.

"It's been a long time since there's a voice from below, and Uncle Funeral Master may have suppressed the demons in his heart, and Master Jiang may be safe!" I had to hope for that.

Xiao Lang also muttered: "*** You can't have an accident, otherwise your master will ......"

The palms of the funeral scriptures finally left Jiang Yun's back, wiping the sweat on his forehead. "How many layers have you comprehended?"

Jiang Yun was already shocked and speechless at this time, and the palm power of the funeral scripture made his whole body slightly hot. Even the chest that had been cold since last time warmed up, but the two ice crystals still didn't disappear. The Yi Jin Sutra echoed in his mind, and Jiang Yun originally comprehended it, but after thinking about it, he said: "The disciple is stupid, I'm afraid I haven't comprehended it." ”

Seeing that Jiang Yun hadn't learned at all, he turned his back and said: "The Yijin Sutra is already jerky and difficult to understand, even I could only comprehend two three layers at the beginning, it's not strange that you can't comprehend it, you can participate in the meeting on your own first, and then ask me if you don't understand anything later." I'm sleepy and need a break. As he spoke, he curled up in the corner and lay down.

Jiang Yunxin said: "I thought that he passed on my martial arts, I didn't know what to do, maybe the predecessors of the funeral scriptures were annoyed that I was stupid and didn't let me be his apprentice, I wanted to come to the funeral scriptures and the seniors were arrogant, if I was extremely stupid, he would definitely not like it." But I didn't expect this Yijin Sutra to be so difficult, I said that I didn't understand anything and my predecessors didn't blame me, so what should I do? ”

Just as Jiang Yun was thinking, the snoring of the funeral scriptures came, Jiang Yun looked at the bare burial scriptures on his upper body, although the funeral scriptures were nearly sixty years old, his upper body was still extremely strong, and the abdominal muscles on his stomach were about to come out. Jiang Yun muttered: "Senior, I really don't want to stay in this place for ten or eight years, so I'm sorry." After speaking, he tiptoed up, and was about to jump up lightly to push away the dark grid, when he suddenly thought of something, turned around and put his tattered shirt lightly on the body of the funeral scripture, thinking that the funeral scripture was lonely from then on, and he deceived him and couldn't help but kneel lightly on the ground and gently buckle his head and said: "Senior, don't pass by." The funeral scripture suddenly shuddered, Jiang Yun hurriedly got up, fortunately, the funeral scripture just turned over and continued to sleep, and the clothes on his body fell lightly to the ground. Jiang Yun picked it up and put it on again and said, "Senior, I'm sorry!" ”

Ran, the abbot and the others suddenly heard the sound of knocking in the dark grid. The five monks hurriedly stood up and put up a posture with a wary face. I only heard Jiang Yun's voice from below: "Master, it's me!" ”

"Jiang Yun?!" Xiao Lang heard Jiang Yun's voice and hurriedly went to open the dark grid.

Yongchen said: "Wait, what should I do if the devil comes out?" ”

Jiang Yun's voice came again: "Abbot, the burial seniors are asleep, quickly open the secret compartment and let me out." ”

Chen Jingshu didn't care about any demons or the like, and he was about to open the dark grid when he rushed over. Ran said: "I can't take care of it much, since Master Jiang is fine, whether it is the deception of the funeral master or not, I have to open the secret grid!" ”

At this time, in a hut at the bottom of the mountain, Rakshasa was dressed in black and tasted a glass of red wine. Outside the teahouse, there was a roar of roaring cars. "It's finally here!" She said softly.