After hearing Venerable Qianhui's words, Ye Tian suddenly trembled in shock, he originally thought that Mingkong and his Black Prison Sect were just a group of professional killers, but if what Venerable Qianhui said was true, then this Black Prison Sect was simply a terrorist organization!

"Isn't Mingkong a monk? Why would he do such a cruel thing? Is it trying to start a war? ”

Venerable Qianhui shook his head, "The poor monk doesn't know the reason, the poor monk only knows that if he wants to stop this disaster, he can only rely on you, you see." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After saying that, Venerable Qianhui took out another picture scroll and spread it on the table, only to see that there were two people painted on this painting, one of them was Ye Tian, he was standing on the edge of a cliff, covered in blood, and seemed to be seriously injured, and opposite him was a very old monk.

"This is the Master, he will eventually die at the hands of the donor, only in this way can his crazy plans be stopped." Venerable Qianhui said.

Ye Tian took a closer look, and the old monk on this picture scroll was wearing a black monk's robe, about seventy years old, with a white beard, a thin body, and his hands folded, as if he was chanting scriptures.

"But Mingkong has adopted you for so many years, you should be his confidant, why do you want to help me and rebel against your sect leader?" Ye Tian asked with some confusion.

Venerable Qianhui folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, although the poor monk was raised by the sect master and has the grace of recreation, but the poor monk has practiced Buddhism for so many years and understands some truths. ”

Ye Tian nodded, he believed this statement, after all, Monk Mingkong's plan was too crazy, and anyone with a little conscience would not help to abuse him.

"Then how can I see the clear sky? His martial arts are very high, I'm just afraid that he is not his opponent. Ye Tian frowned.

Venerable Qianhui replied, "There is a path from the back of this courtyard that leads directly to the Lotus Pavilion where the sect leader lives. After the donor sees the master, he doesn't have to worry, because the poor monk has foreseen in his dream that the leader will definitely die at the hands of the donor, please believe the poor monk. ”

Ye Tian thought about it, anyway, when it came to this point, he had no other choice, in order to save the people in the world, he could only fight for his life to stop Mingkong.

"Then thank you to the female mage, I'll go." As soon as Ye Tian gave up his hand, he was about to go out.

At this time, Venerable Qianhui said: "The donor is slow, the poor monk has something to give to the donor. After saying that, he turned around and came to a cabinet, took out a key from his arms, and after opening the cabinet, he took out a small black box.

Venerable Qianhui opened the small box with a solemn expression, and took out a crystal clear gem from it, this gem is colorful and very beautiful, but I don't know what kind of gem it is.

"What is this?" Ye Tian was stunned.

"This is the Buddha bone relic, this is the most precious one of all the relics in the world, and it is the treasure of Buddhism. Today, the poor monk gave this relic to the donor, hoping that the donor would keep it and return it to the Baoxiang Temple in Huaxia, which was stolen from the Baoxiang Temple by the Black Prison Sect a few years ago. ”

Although Ye Tian was not a member of Buddhism, he had also heard of what the Buddha bone relics were, and he couldn't help but be shocked, "This is the true body relics left by the Buddha?" ”

Venerable Qianhui nodded and replied, "Please take care of it, Amitabha." ”

Ye Tian carefully put this jewel-like Buddha bone relic into his close-fitting clothes, and then said, "Then farewell, Master, we will meet again." ”

Venerable Qianhui closed his eyes, waved his hand, and did not speak.

Ye Tian turned around and left this courtyard, and sure enough, he found a path in the backyard, which led straight to the back of the mountain.

When Ye Tian walked along this path for less than ten minutes, he suddenly heard a crackling sound behind him, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he pulled his legs and rushed back.

I saw that the Ten Thousand Courts in the distance were burning into the sky, and the raging flames rushed into the sky as high as more than ten meters, and the red flames dyed the night sky red.

After Ye Tian ran closer, he only felt a heat wave coming, and the temperature suddenly became very high, but he didn't expect that in just a few minutes, the entire Ten Thousand Courts had turned into a sea of fire, and Rao was Ye Tian's martial arts were so strong that he couldn't enter at all.

"Mage!" Ye Tian anxiously called out to Venerable Qianhui, but there was no way to rush in to save people, and his heart was in a hurry.

At this moment, suddenly the orange-red flame became colorful, like a neon shining in the sky, and there was a faint Sanskrit sound in this colorful flame, and if you listen carefully, it seems that there are gods in the sky chanting Buddhist scriptures, and there are some music sounds that do not belong to the mortal world.

Ye Tian couldn't help but be stunned as he watched as a tall figure slowly rose from the flames, it was actually Venerable Qianhui!

I saw Venerable Qianhui slowly flying towards the sky in the firelight, with a peaceful face, and turned around and smiled at Ye Tian, as if to say goodbye.

I don't know if this is an illusion, Ye Tian looked at it in a daze for a long time, and finally Venerable Qianhui ascended into the sky and disappeared, leaving only the raging fire, and he woke up.

"Could it be that this fire was set by Venerable Qianhui himself? But why did she set herself on fire? "With the ascension of Venerable Qianhui to heaven, all this can only be a mystery that cannot be solved.

Ye Tian clasped his hands together and recited respectfully towards the fire like a Buddhist: "Master, I will keep my promise to bring the Buddha bone relics back to Huaxia, and I will also personally stop Mingkong's evil plan, so Master, please go with peace of mind." ”

After finishing reading, Ye Tiancai turned his head and continued to march towards the back mountain, after cleaning up his complicated feelings, he knew that he would face a great enemy next, the number one master of the Black Prison Sect, and the Mingkong Master whose martial arts were several times higher than him.

This dark path guided Ye Tian under the light of the fire, and after walking for about half an hour, Ye Tian climbed over a small hill and came to the top of another hill, where an eight-story attic stood impressively.

This attic has a total of eight floors, each floor is four meters high, a total of more than 30 meters high, covering an area of thousands of square meters, can be called a large-scale, magnificent attic.

On the first floor of the attic hangs a plaque with the words "Liantai Pavilion" written on it, but the door is closed, and only the highest eight floors in the attic have a ray of light, and the other floors are pitch black.

Just when Ye Tian was thinking about how to go upstairs, an old voice came down from the eighth floor, "Donor, please come in, the old man has been waiting for a long time." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the door to the first floor was automatically opened, and the lights suddenly lit up inside.

As soon as Ye Tian heard it, he knew that the person who spoke must be Mingkong, he took a deep breath and strode into the attic on the first floor.

After entering the attic, he saw that the first floor is dedicated to the Buddha's dharma, the hall of several hundred square meters is empty, only the treasure is solemn, the green smoke in the Buddha shrine in front of the Buddha statue slowly rises, a solemn atmosphere.

And next to the main hall, there is the Heavenly King Palace, which enshrines the Dharma of the Four Heavenly Kings and the Eight Great King Kongs, each of which is three meters high, with a hideous face and terrifying momentum, and does not dare to come to this place alone in the middle of the night when it is timid.

After ascending to the second floor, it is the three temples dedicated to Maitreya Buddha, that is, Maitreya Buddha is the main one, supplemented by Guanyin and the ancient Buddha of the lamp, and they are called the three saints of the West.

After coming to the third floor, it was finally not the Buddha hall, but dozens of large cabinets, all of which were full of scriptures, and roughly estimated, there were at least more than 100,000 scriptures! Moreover, these scriptures are all well preserved, many of them are in ancient Sanskrit, which is obviously a precious Buddhist literary and historical material.

After reaching the fourth floor, it seemed to be a place for meditation and preaching, with hundreds of futons neatly placed on the ground, although there was no one at this time, Ye Tian could also imagine that Mingkong should be here to give lectures to the sect.

The fifth floor is another place that seems to be a place to store books, but there are only seven or eight cabinets here, and each cabinet is not full of books, many of which are broken ancient books, and it may be the place where the most important documents are stored.

Ye Tian was about to ascend to the sixth floor, and when he passed by a bookcase, he inadvertently glanced at it, but was surprised to find that it was not Buddhist scriptures placed in the bookcase, but some martial arts cheats!

"Tiantai Mountain Dragon Elephant Gong, Dafa Hua Palm, Seventy-two Road Flower Fingers, Seven Star Fist, No Phase Robber! It's all Buddhism's martial arts. Ye Tianxing looked at the past, and the more he looked, the more surprised he became, these are all ancient and modern Chinese and foreign Buddhist martial arts secrets, from the Chinese strong vajra palm, to the yoga of the Buddhist holy land Tianzhu, and then to the mantra mudra of Dongying Tantra, there are many types and complete categories.

After a rough calculation, there are thousands of martial arts cheats hidden here, including almost all the Buddhist martial arts, and it is really a palace of martial arts.

Just when Ye Tian was amazed, the old voice came from above again, "Donor, these are my Buddhist martial arts, the donor's cultivation should be the three-yuan true qi of the Huaxia Sanyuan Sect, as well as the kung fu of the Tiger Jin Fist Sect, these Buddhist martial arts are very different from what the donor has learned, and they will not help you improve your martial arts." ”

Ye Tian thought about it in his heart, and what the other party said was the same, so he stopped lingering here and went straight to the seventh layer.

After reaching the sixth floor, he found that this floor was an armory, dozens of weapon shelves, full of all kinds of weapons, half of which were Chinese weapons, and half were foreign weapons, from the western handguard sword knight sword, to the martial arts knife of Dongying, the half-moon knife of the Middle East, there are everything, the number of thousands of pieces, can be described as an ancient and modern weapons exhibition hall.

Ye Tian took a closer look, although these weapons were well-polished, they didn't have any rare treasures, they were all mortal, so he didn't look at them anymore and came to the seventh layer.

This seventh floor is like a martial arts arena, with some wooden stakes and targets around, some swords and sticks, and some deep footprints on the ground paved with green bricks, most of which are left by people when they practice martial arts.

It's just that what shocked Ye Tian was that there was a pair of footprints that were actually three inches deep! This hard blue brick floor was actually stepped on three inches deep, and the depth of this person's skill made Ye Tian sigh to himself.

The last layer was the eighth layer, and when Ye Tian came to this layer, he finally saw the supreme leader of the Black Prison Sect, Master Mingkong.

Just like the painting scroll of Venerable Qianhui, Mingkong is an old monk in his seventies, with a white beard, a wrinkled face, and an old dragon clock, wearing a black monk's robe and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.