There is indeed a not-so-famous temple in Leyou Yuan, there is no incense, at most, some villagers around the area occasionally go to pray for blessings, and the rest of the time is deserted.

The Xingshan Temple in the night is even more clean. Several monks in the monastery had returned to their dormitories to rest after the evening class. There was the sound of the wind blowing, but there was still a faint sound of footsteps. The area around Xingshan Temple is desolate, and there are often wild beasts infested, and there are occasional people who come to the temple to visit the door. But this is clearly the sound of human footsteps.

The monk walked out of the squatter to check, thinking that the temple was really lively these days, and a pilgrim just came yesterday, and he was received by the host. And in the great evening there were people coming again.

As soon as the monk walked to the front of the Heavenly King Palace, he saw the two of them walking inside, and at first glance, they had traveled a long way, and their steps were much heavier.

The monk hurriedly greeted him, and when he saw that it was a person from the same sect, he didn't know where the archmage came from, and before he could call it, he heard one of them say, "Take us to see Master Guangde." ”

Master Guangde is naturally the presiding officer of Xingshan Temple. As soon as the monk heard this, he welcomed the two to the host's dormitory, and after the host welcomed the person into the house, he left respectfully. However, he still muttered again and again in his heart, the abbot has rarely entertained pilgrims or fellow disciples for so many years, and he never thought that people would come to visit one after another.

The monk returned to the dormitory, eliminated distractions, and began to recite the scriptures. Maybe after a stick of incense, maybe two sticks of incense, he didn't care, and was about to fall asleep when he heard footsteps again. When did the temple become so prosperous? So many people came overnight.

The monk went out of the dormitory to check again, this time it was three people, not people from the same door. "A few donors, I don't know what is important when you visit late at night?"

This is the three Duanmu Zhaorong who chased from Xiwangling. Although Hui Ke and the others kept changing their paths with the help of the night, they didn't have time to hide the traces of their passage after all.

Before Duanmu Zhaorong and the others could answer, they heard a voice from the squatter room behind, "Your guests have come from afar, please come to the house to rest." ”

This was the voice of Master Guangde, which not only surprised Duanmu Zhaorong and the others, but also made the monk a little confused. Could it be that these people are really the guests who are waiting for them?

Duanmu Zhaorong and the three of them walked towards the dormitory where Master Guangde was, but they did not let down their guard. Since the two Tantric sects dared to defect here, this was naturally not an ordinary temple. Fa Yin and Wu Hui's expressions were more serious.

Before the three of them reached the dormitory, Wuhui said, "It's you?"

Master Guangde replied, "Long time no see. ”

Master Wuhui's voice, which was originally as calm as water, trembled a little at this time, "It's been a long time." ”

Fa Yin naturally knew where Master Wuhui's heart knot was, and he also thought that his reaction at this time was normal, and when he saw Wuhui's arms stirring up his sleeves, he was obviously ready to inflict a heavy blow.

Guangde didn't seem to notice Wuhui's killing intent, but continued, "It's always a guest from afar, let alone an old friend for so many years, please come in." He put his hand back.

Fa Yin looked at Wuhui, waiting for him to make up his mind, whether to do it immediately or later. The strongest resentment of the whole Zen Buddhism towards Tantra is the absence of wisdom.

Wu Hui's answer was succinct, "Good".

The three of them entered Guangde's dormitory, and the place where they saw each other suddenly became crowded. In addition to the three of Wuhui, plus Guangde, because there are two people inside, it is the two Huike who just arrived not long ago.

Hundreds of miles of chasing and fleeing, and finally gathered in a room.

There is no sword, no crossbow, but it is a time of tension.

The three of them didn't speak, but their eyes were full of killing intent, especially Wuhui, whose killing intent towards Guangde was even stronger than the other two.

Hui Ke and the two of them stood on the inside of the squatter, their sleeves already blowing out of the wind. Before, they were desperately running away, but now these people can be regarded as self-defeating. No one thought that in this desolate little temple, there were people from their tantric sect.

Since it is a hunt and killing, since there is hatred, there is naturally no possibility of peace.

A small squatter room can't accommodate too many people, let alone too much hatred. Since it can't be tolerated, the result can only be an explosion, like a giant firecracker.

Guangde's squatter house exploded like this, and broken wood and mud scattered in all directions.

The squatter is gone, but the people in the squatter are still there.

After the first surprise, Wu Hui and the others did not leave their hands, and each had their own means to bombard the two of them.

Hui Ke vomited blood and his breath was sluggish, and he never expected Guangde to sneak attack him. Under the defenselessness, the entire qi machine was hit hard, and in the face of the attack of Wuhui and others, it was really powerless.

He can't be an enemy, but he can't just be tied up, Hui Ke took out an object from his arms and threw it out, castrating extremely fast. As soon as the offensive of the three Fa Yin stopped, Duanmu Zhaorong shook his body and disappeared into the night with the object.

Taking advantage of such a momentary pause, Hui Ke pushed Hui Yuan out, but he was ready to strike with all his strength.

But Rao is Hui Ke's full force blow, under the joint efforts of Wu Hui and Fa Yin, it did not have any effect, but under the aftermath of the confrontation, Hui Ke's face was like paper.

His breath gradually weakened, and Hui Ke sat down helplessly on the ground.

Guangde and the three of them looked at Huiyuan, who had already disappeared into the night, and did not pursue, but gathered around Huike. After a while, Duanmu Zhaorong also went and returned, but what she held in her hand was a conch, which was not what she expected at all.

Hui Ke knew that he could not escape, and he knew that his life was short, but instead sat calmly and looked at Guangde. "I can't imagine that you are so angry about the punishment of the sect back then, and you join forces with others to kill your fellow sects. ”

"If it had been in the past, perhaps I would have escorted you away tonight at all costs. It's a pity that the will of heaven is clear after all, and people's hearts cannot be permanently blinded. The causes of the past will always bear the fruit of today. Guangde responded.

Guangde's answer surprised Hui Ke a little, just like Guangde's previous shot. But Hui Ke quickly understood. "It turns out that Senior Brother Guangde has been waiting for today. ”

"If it weren't for the presence of distinguished guests, maybe I would still be in the dark after all. And how to wait for today. But after all, I was wrong, and I won't pass the buck. Guangde looked at Wuhui.

"You were really wrong, very wrong. Wuhui's voice on the side trembled slightly.

"Back then, he was too sharp and sharp, and among the disciples of the same generation of the four sects and three sects, all of them were covered by his light. Even without Guangde, he would eventually die at the hands of others. Hui Ke said on the side, as if he was defending himself and Guangde.

Thinking that his talented senior brother was killed by these people's tricks, Wuhui Monk waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind hit Hui Ke.

Guangde didn't block it, and Hui Ke didn't dodge, so he could only fall in response. Fortunately, Wuhui also wanted to hear the confessions of these people and comfort the spirit of the senior brother in the sky, but he did not use his strength.

Hui Ke struggled to sit up again, blood spilling out of his mouth again.