Xiao Yuanshan said coldly: "Ye Erniang, you come over and kill this little monk, even if you draw a clear line with Shaolin, then we don't need to reveal your identity as an adulterer, if not, I will hand over your son to them to deal with............ 23[x]”

Xiao Yuanshan pinched the neck of the panicked young man with one hand, looked at the group of bitter masters, and sneered: "You snatched their children, played with them and then killed them to death, every one of them hates you to the core, I believe they all want to gnaw a piece of meat from your son!" ”

"Nope! You can't do this, it's all my fault, my child is innocent! Before Xiao Yuanshan's words fell, Ye Erniang had already screamed wildly: "If you want to kill or chop, you will come at me, don't hurt my children." ”

"Innocent?" Xiao Yuanshan pointed over, pointed at those bitter masters one by one, and sneered: "Look at their eyes and ask them, do you think your son is innocent?" ”

Ye Erniang had already been thinking like crazy, under the huge pressure, her spirit had collapsed a little at this time, she turned her head blankly, looking at the people who had been harmed by her, she only felt that everyone was sneering at her, and everyone's eyes were shooting infinite resentment!

Everyone stared at her son's eyes like a sharp knife, trying to cut off a piece of flesh and eat it alive.

"Your son is innocent? Isn't our son innocent? ”

"Your son has lived for at least twenty years? But what about our children? He's just a newborn baby! ”

"We're going to chop up your son so that you can feel our pain ...... too."

……

Ye Erniang only felt a buzzing in her ears, and her brain was dizzy. The world is spinning. There were countless resentful and fierce voices ringing in her head. Every sound sent chills through her heart.

Xiao Yuanshan kicked the ugly monk Xuzhu who was tied up at his feet, and pinched one of the hands of the panicked youth to add a trace of strength, only to hear the panicked youth's throat gurgling, as if he was about to crush the throat bone.

The panicked young man rolled his eyes, his eyes were tearful, he looked at Ye Erniang with a pleading gaze, and opened his mouth, as if he was about to call out the word 'Niang'.

"Ye Erniang. I count three times, if you don't kill this monk, I will throw your son to them!" Xiao Yuanshan said solemnly.

"No!" Ye Erniang screamed violently, the last shred of reason was finally crushed, and there was only one thought left in her heart, that is, to save her child, the paralyzed body did not know when she had the strength again, and she pounced on it, and she had killed the ugly monk.

"Evil obstacles, Hugh has to recreate and kill!" The Shaolin monks were furious. They were left by Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan and others as adulterers. The right sentence of the adulterer was nameless, and he couldn't hold back his anger for a long time, and he was about to step forward to stop Ye Erniang from killing him, but the gray-clothed monk's robe flashed, and a figure flashed out in front of the monks.

"Erniang, stop, you can't be wrong anymore."

The person who shot was Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci, and as soon as he reached out with his big hand, he grabbed Ye Erniang and took a picture.

It's just that he suddenly heard a smile in his ears, and with a flower in front of him, Murong Bo was already in front of him, and slapped his palm in the air: "Old abbot, we haven't fought each other for nearly thirty years." ”

Boom! Boom!

Two muffled sounds in a row, almost at the same time, one was that Murong Bo and Xuan Ci slapped each other, and in the scattering of energy, Xuan Ci was forced to take a few steps backwards, obviously inferior in terms of internal cultivation.

The second sound was Ye Erniang's palm slamming on Xuzhu's chest, and the muffled sound, such as defeating Ge, Xuzhu's whole person was beaten sideways, fell heavily to the ground, and was silent in a blink of an eye.

"Hey!" Xuan Ci saw this scene and sighed heavily.

And with Xuan Ci's move this time, and his blurt out of 'Erniang', in the audience, except for Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, Duan Yanqing and a few other people, who already knew this secret, the rest of the people, both good and evil, shouted in unison, and everyone looked surprised, shocked, disdainful, angry, and frightened...... It's hard to describe.

Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci is always compassionate, the image of a virtuous and wise monk is highly respected, and everyone in the martial arts admires and admires, who would have thought that he would have a personal affair with the notorious Ye Erniang, and turn a deaf ear to the tragic death of thousands of innocent babies.

At present, the forces of the righteous path and the forces of the Demon Sect are facing each other, and the heroes are all led by Shaolin, but seeing that a big war is imminent, Xuan Ci has been exposed to such an unbearable secret, and his hypocrisy is even more contemptible and shameless, even if it is a low-status, ninth-rate martial artist, at this moment, he can't help but curse and sarcastically say a few words in his heart, thinking about whether it is appropriate to hand over his life to the command of such a wicked person? And compared to Xuan Ci, it seems that even that Demon Sect may not be a first-class evil path!

There was a lot of noise in the scene, and the alliance of righteous forces with Shaolin and beggar gangs was already unanimous, and because of Xuan Ci, it was even more shaken at this time.

The bigwigs of the major factions present are all secretly bad, although they secretly slander Xuanci and are inconsistent, but this is by no means the time for infighting!

Only Ye Erniang stared at the panicked young man Xiao Yuanshan in a daze, and begged: "You promised me, as long as you kill this monk, you will release my son!" ”

With a snort, Xiao Yuanshan casually threw the young man away, and saw Ye Erniang's face happy, but Xiao Yuanshan showed a smile on his face, this smile made Ye Erniang feel extremely terrifying and cold, as if his heart was frozen in an instant.

"Ye Erniang, do you really think he is your son?" Xiao Yuanshan pointed at the young man.

"He's my child, and I recognize the nine ring scars on his back!"

"Yes! But I remember that your child had nine scars on his back and buttocks, and if you look closely, is this the scar you burned back then? Xiao Yuanshan said hesitantly.

Ye Erniang was extremely panicked, she stared at the ring scar on the young man's back, suddenly her pupils shrank, and then she let out a roar, rushed forward, took off the young man's pants, and stared straight at the young man's buttocks: "No, why is there no ring scar?" ”

It was a very absurd and funny scene, but everyone present couldn't laugh. I only felt a chill suddenly arise from my heart. Because of the next sentence that Xiao Yuanshan said.

"Ye Erniang. You have killed other people's children all your life, and today you finally killed your own children, can you still sing a children's song? Hahaha! Xiao Yuanshan's gaze turned to the little monk Xuzhu who was still on the ground, and finally laughed.

"I killed my own son? No! No way! You're lying to me, you must be lying to me? Ye Erniang roared wildly.

"Why should I lie to you? If you don't believe me, why don't you go and see for yourself? Look at the scars on his back and buttocks, you must look carefully this time! Xiao Yuanshan said jokingly.

Ye Erniang's legs were sore. Her face was pale, and she stumbled towards Xuzhu, but it was only a short distance, and it seemed that there was a world of separation, she stood up and fell, fell and got up.

Xuan Ci's figure flashed, and he came to Xuzhu's side, lifted the latter's placket, and untied the monk's pants. The next moment, the already old face looked more than ten years old. He almost fainted on the spot, and let out a long sigh: "Wrong! ”

Ye Erniang finally crawled over. Kneeling beside Xuzhu's body, his hands trembling, his eyes staring straight ahead, silent, as if he was stunned and stupid.

"Erniang!" Xuan Ci stretched out a hand, wanting to go over and help her.

Ye Erniang suddenly burst out laughing, her laughter was crazy and poignant, with an indescribable despair: "Retribution!" This is retribution! Just why retribution is on my child, why? ”

She screamed a few times, her voice stopped abruptly, Xuan Ci was taken aback, only to see that Ye Erniang had broken her heart by herself, but her eyes were still looking at Xuzhu.

The people in the martial arts present and even the nearly thousand suffering lords were also shocked when they saw this scene.

Xuan Ci closed his eyes tightly, sighed, and then stood up tremblingly, looked at Murong Bo, and then at Xiao Yuanshan, and folded his hands and said, "What a ruthless, such a poisonous method!" It's just that Xuzhu, this kid is pure and kind-hearted, but he is guiltless, so why should you want his life! ”

"Hey, hey! If it was an old man, this kid would naturally be slaughtered casually! But that one didn't nod, Old Man Xuanci, why don't you probe the little monk's heart, and there is an innate true qi in his body, which protects his heart, just fake his death. Xiao Yuanshan snorted and said, "That one didn't want to kill this little monk, he just wanted Ye Erniang to get the result he deserved." ”

"I see!" Knowing that Xuzhu was not dead, Xuan Ci felt a little relieved, and then stared at Xiao Yuanshan: "But the old monk can't figure it out, what grudge do you have with me and Erniang?" Even though we took our children away 24 years ago, they still do not forgive us today. ”

"What's the grudge? Hahaha! Xiao Yuanshan laughed, and suddenly pulled off the black scarf below, revealing a square face of the Chinese character, but many martial artists present could not hide their shock, and the exclamation of "ah" was endless.

"Khitan dog thief Xiao Feng?!"

Xuan Ci took a few steps back and stared at Xiao Yuanshan: "It turned out to be you, you didn't die." ”

"Yes, it's me! Old man Xiao Yuanshan, in the thirty-year battle of Yanmen Pass, you led the warriors of the Central Plains to kill my beloved wife and make me lose my wife and child! The old man has been incognito for 30 years, just to avenge his wife's separation. ”

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and suddenly heard that their clothes were torn by the wind, and a figure shot into the room, Xiao Feng stared at Xiao Yuanshan tightly, bowed to the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice: "You...... You're my daddy'....... ”

Not to mention how Xiao Feng recognized Xiao Yuanshan, Xuan Ci then revealed the mastermind behind the battle of Yanmen Pass, which caused Xiao Feng's father and son and Murong Bo's father and son to intensify on the spot and fight!

The fight between these two pairs of father and son was like a little flame, which detonated the Demon Sect and the righteous path forces in an instant, and the Shaomuro Mountain had become a battlefield in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Wang Dong and Mu Wanqing had also entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and an old monk with a gray beard and a thin description was holding a broom, burying his head in cleaning the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Wang Dong looked at the spotless Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and suddenly said: "Old monk, this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is as clean as a mirror, and the dust is gone, why do you need to sweep it again?" ”

"And even if you sweep this place clean, you can't sweep the dust in your heart, people in Buddhism shouldn't be lingering on external objects, why should you be obsessed with this superficial effort?"

The sweeping monk sighed, still sorting out the scriptures in the pavilion, and after a while, he said: "Even if it is superficial work, it is better to do it than not to do it." ”

Wang Dong thought for a while, stroked his palms and smiled: "Yes, the old monk is reasonable!" But I've done a lot of work on the surface, but I don't know if I can remember what I really was? ”

His eyes were shining, flashing with brilliance, staring at the sweeping monk and suddenly asked, "Who are you?" ”

The sweeping monk said: "I'm just a serving monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." ”

He finally turned his head and looked at Wang Dong and said, "The layman is here to destroy the Buddha?" ”

"It is stated in the scriptures that at the end of the Dharma, the five desires are lost, the six senses are sinking, and all beings are in the midst of all kinds of temptations, and the karma is so heavy that they cannot get out! Therefore, it is not me who can destroy the Buddha, after all, it is the disciples of the Buddha themselves. The king moved his hands and stood up, and then his voice paused, and he said: "But if you can't stop me today, I will temporarily use this Shaolin Mountain Gate, and it's okay!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang moved his five fingers to probe and grasp it, this grasp did not have the sound of the wind, and there was no trace of strength revealed, but it was like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace, giving people a wonderful feeling.

A quarter of an hour later, a voice fell from the Scripture Pavilion: "You are defeated!" ”

Wang Dong stepped out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion calmly, and the broom in the palm of the sweeping monk behind him was blown by the breeze, and immediately a flame rose and turned into ashes in an instant.

Wang Dongdu walked outside the gate of Lin Temple Mountain, staring at the three big characters that were majestic and majestic: Shaolin Temple!

He waved his hand to erase it, and an invisible energy led to the void and moved, and immediately dissipated the three words "Shaolin Temple" into the invisible, and then pointed like a sword, painted a silver hook with iron, and sneered a few times, and the huge plaque has been replaced with two words: Demon Sect! (To be continued......)

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