In the hall of the Discipline Academy, the lights were bright, and below Hui Neng, the first Tianqing of the Discipline Academy, the first Tianming of the Dharma Academy, the first Tianwu of the Luohan Hall, and the first Tianyin of the Prajna Hall were all present, and a few younger monks were also standing beside them, all with solemn expressions.

Outside, the little novice whispered: "The abbot has arrived." ”

Huineng walked in slowly.

Tianwu and the others all stood up and saluted: "I've seen the abbot." ”

Juekong, who was kneeling on the ground, also raised his head, glanced at the abbot with shame on his face, and buried his head again.

Huineng looked at Juekong, who was kneeling on the ground, and Wan Yankang, who was standing behind Tianwu, and sighed secretly.

This night was when Tianming was on duty in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and after Yan Kang called for help, Tianming was the first to arrive. Juekong saw Tianming coming, and knew that he didn't have any more chances, so he had to tie his hands and arrest him.

After Tianming briefly understood the situation, he dealt with it very properly, and ordered everyone to go back to sleep, and asked the patrolling monks to notify the abbot and Tianwu and others to gather in the precept courtyard, and he took Juekong and Wanyankang to Tianqing to meet first.

After Tianwu and the others got the news, they all rushed over, and Hui Neng was led by Xiao Shami with a lantern, and he had already learned about the situation on the way.

Huineng sat on the top and said to Yan Kang: "Don't worry, what happened tonight, you can tell me in detail." ”

Wan Yankang explained how he delayed how to get out after being attacked by the night, and why Juekong wanted to kill him. In addition to concealing the miraculous effect of Jiuyang Divine Skill and pushing the credit for solving acupoints to King Kong's incorruptible divine skill, Wan Yankang did not have any ingredients to add oil and vinegar.

After hearing this, Hui Neng turned to ask Juekong: "Juekong, is this so?" ”

Juekong whispered.

Huineng and Tianwu and the others all took a deep look at Juekong, exchanged glances with each other, and each shook their heads and sighed. This senior brother of the Juezi generation, Abbot Huineng and Tianwu and other first-recognized future successors, were actually carried away by hatred and committed the great crime of murder!

If it weren't for Wanyan Kang's intelligence and divine skills, the most favored emperor and grandson of the Dajin Kingdom would have died in Shaolin.

Everyone can't imagine what kind of bloody storm will be set off in this Shaolin Temple after the fall of Emperor Jin Guo's grandson!

Huineng sighed slowly and said in a deep voice: "Juekong, you know your mistakes. ”

After Juekong woke up from the hatred, he began to think of the consequences of the death of the Great Golden Emperor Sun in Shaolin, he felt remorse and fear in his heart, and when he heard Huineng's question, he kowtowed again and again: "The disciple knows the mistake, the disciple knows the mistake!" ”

Huineng asked again: "Worry-free, what is your opinion?" ”

Wan Yan Kang was on the verge of life and death for the first time in his life, and when he was in danger before, he could still fight wits and courage with Juekong, but after being saved, he was shocked into a cold sweat, and now he felt uneasy in his heart, and he subconsciously hid behind Tianwu to feel safe.

Hearing Huineng's inquiry, Wan Yankang leaned out from behind Tianwu, bowed respectfully and said, "It's all up to the abbot." ”

Hui Neng also experienced several life-and-death battles when he was young, but he had never encountered such a difficult time as today. He thought for a long time before he said slowly: "Tianqing, according to the precepts of my temple, what should I do?" ”

Tianqing originally closed his eyes and played with the Buddha beads, and after listening to the abbot's question, he opened his eyes and looked at Juekong, and said word by word: "According to the precepts in the temple, martial arts should be abolished and expelled from Shaolin!" ”

Tianqing has a pair of inverted eight-figure eyebrows, his face is thin, and he does not look angry and arrogant. He has been in charge of the Discipline Institute for many years, and has always been known for his iron-faced selflessness.

As soon as Tianqing said this, the breathing sound in the room became heavier.

Juekong was originally lying on the ground, and when he heard this, he trembled all over.

Tianqing saw Juekong's state and asked coldly: "Juekong, you can be convinced of such a break!" ”

Juekong raised his head, already in tears: "Today's matter is that the disciple deserves it, the master and uncle will be punished, and the disciple will be convinced." The disciple just wants to stay in Shaolin after the abolition of martial arts, and do some miscellaneous things such as carrying water and chopping firewood, washing pots and cooking rice, disciple, disciple ......"

Speaking of this, Juekong couldn't cry anymore.

When the monks saw that Juekong was like this, they all had unbearable hearts and recited the Buddha's name more than once.

Wan Yankang saw that Juekong was so emotionally out of control, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in his heart, but when he thought that his little life was almost gone, he immediately accepted his compassion and closed his eyes.

Out of sight is pure!

Juekong sobbed for a while, forced himself to hold back his grief, reached out to wipe away his tears, kowtowed upwards a few times, and said no more.

Seeing this, Huineng opened his mouth and asked again, "What do you think?" ”

Tianming pronounced a Buddha horn, and stopped talking again, so three times and twice, but in the end there was no sound.

As the head of the Dharma Academy, Tianming often assists Huineng in managing daily affairs, and his status in the temple is only below Huineng, and he has been faintly identified as the successor of the next generation.

It's just that Tianming is the master of Wuxiang, the master of Juekong, at this time, anyone can intercede, but he can't intercede with Wuxiang, otherwise he is biased.

Tianming glanced at Tianwu, hoping that Tianwu could intercede for Juekong, but Tianwu shook his head coldly.

Tianwu has always been very fond of Juekong, if Juekong violated any other precepts, it is impossible to say that Tianwu will be the first to jump out to intercede for Juekong, but today's incident makes Tianwu unforgivable no matter what.

Not to mention Yan Kang's identity, his martial arts comprehension as a closed disciple is extremely high, and he is extremely diligent in his practice, and he is also respectful to himself on weekdays. Such a good disciple can be said to be hard to find with a lantern, and he was almost killed by the bastard Juekong tonight.

Tianwu didn't teach Juekong a lesson in person, and wanted him to intercede for Juekong, which was absolutely impossible!

The scene was silent for a while, and the first Tianyin of the Panruo Hall announced the Buddha's name, and said to Hui Neng: "Juekong, this child's family is gone, and he has grown up in my Shaolin for more than ten years. ”

Without waiting for Hui Neng to speak, Tianqing said coldly: "The precepts are the foundation of my temple, how can it be wasted, you need to remember the things of Xuanci in the past!" ”

As soon as Tianqing's words came out, the house was silent!

A hundred years ago, Shaolin held a martial arts conference to try Qiao Feng publicly, but things were a mess. Abbot Xuan Ci was exposed by Xiao Yuanshan and Ye Erniang fornicated with Ye Erniang and gave birth to a false bamboo, which made the world's heroes look sideways, and finally Xuan Ci committed suicide after receiving a hundred sticks, which can be regarded as a demonstration of the selflessness of the Shaolin Grand Duke, which barely saved some face in Shaolin.

Since then, Shaolin attaches great importance to the precepts of the Qing Dynasty, and the first seat of the Precept Academy was almost the last seat in the halls of the temple, and the first seat of the Precept Academy of each generation was extremely authoritative in the temple. Except for the abbot, the first seat of the House of Discipline has little right to question what is decided.

Tianming sighed, got up and said, "Since it is my apprentice grandson, let the poor monk do it himself!" After saying that, he walked in front of Juekong, and he was about to abolish Juekong's martial arts.

It was too late, but it was too late, and one person shouted: "Stop! ”

Everyone looked at the place where the voice came from, but saw the carefree little monk walking out from behind Tianwu, walking in front of Huineng, kneeling down and saying, "Uncle Shi, don't abolish his martial arts." ”

Hui Nengqi said: "Don't worry, as a bitter master, you actually plead for Juekong?" ”

Wan Yankang's vocal cords choked: "Although the disciple has been a disciple for a long time, Juekong has always been a disciple on weekdays and cares like a little junior disciple, thinking of the master's nephew's various care for the disciple, the disciple can't bear it." Juekong has a gentle nature, and today is just a temporary demonic obstacle, so it is better to give him a chance to mend his ways. ”

Huineng nodded, and asked Tianqing again: "How?" ”

Tianqing shook his head and said, "The matter is big, if it is not severely punished, it will be difficult to convince the public." ”

Wan Yankang turned his head to Tianqing and said, "Uncle Shi, I, the bitter master, don't pursue Juekong anymore, you can open the net, after all, the disciple is safe and sound now." ”

Don't say that in the monastery, it is a lawsuit in the government, and if the bitter master is not investigated, the criminal can be punished lightly or even exempted from the crime. As soon as Yan Kang's words came out, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, and Huineng secretly said that this worry-free is really my Buddhist disciple, and he has great compassion, but unfortunately he is only a lay disciple and cannot inherit my Shaolin mantle.

Everyone in the room thought that Tianqing should take advantage of the situation, so they relented and spared Juekong this time. Tianqing was full of determination, but he refused to nod.

Hui Neng saw that it was difficult to make a decision for a while, so he said loudly: "Tianming, Tianwu, Tianqing, and Tianyin stay, and the rest of the people will go back to the room to rest first." ”

"Yes!"

After the monks left the hall of the Discipline Academy, Tianming let out a long breath and took the initiative to say to Tianqing: "Senior brother, I hope you will open the net." ”

Tianqing half-squinted his eyes and crossed the Buddha beads in one hand: "Senior brother, if this is the case, what is the use of my Shaolin precepts?" ”

Tianming's face froze, but he couldn't say anything more, so he had to look at Tianwu and Tianyin.

The corners of Tianyin's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes turned to Tianwu, meaning that it is useless for me to say this, you can ask the master of this bitter master.

Tianming sighed and said slowly to Tianwu: "Senior brother, Juekong, this kid was brought up the mountain by you, he is humble and pure in nature, you know best." ”

Tianwu closed his eyes, but his eyelids kept shaking, and after a long time, he reached out and patted his bald head, opened his eyes, and said to Huineng: "Abbot, just follow what you said without worry, spare Juekong this time." ”

Huineng opened his eyes, glanced at the four of them, and said slowly: "This son can't stay in the temple anymore, so as not to cause trouble!" ”

"Obey the law!"

"Juekong, today you have to intercede with your worry-free little uncle, so that you can be extrajudicial and leave you with martial arts. I hope you will keep this useful thing, hoe the strong and help the weak, and do good deeds and accumulate virtue. After you go down the mountain, you must not teach my Shaolin martial arts to others, remember! Remember! Tianming left the precept courtyard and immediately sent Juekong outside the mountain gate, and specially told him again and again.

Juekong turned around and kowtowed to the mountain gate again and again, until his forehead was bleeding, and finally he cried out.