The mountain is no longer high, and there is a fairy name. Sansheng Mountain is nameless, this is just a small dirt slope on the outskirts of Shanghai. The total height is not more than two hundred meters.

There is neither the quiet of the ancient wood forest, nor the light mist and elegant dust. Just because there is an ancient temple on the mountain, the Three Holy Mountains, it has become a holy place for Buddhism that the people in Shanghai yearn for.

But at this moment, the Sansheng Temple no longer has the scene of the quiet place of Buddhism that the people have passed on by word of mouth.

The flames are soaring into the sky, and the murderous aura is rising.

The monks in the temple were forcibly gathered on the square outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and they were waiting to be released one by one.

Lu Sheng's arrival seemed to break the dead silence. Countless sharp eyes shot like swords and lightning.

A long guard approached with a sinister face, but had just taken three steps when a voice suddenly stopped them.

"Stop, he's his own person. ”

Lu Sheng raised his eyes and was very surprised. Outside a closed door, Shen Ling walked quickly.

"Shen Ling, why are you here?" Lu Sheng blurted out.

"Yuzhu, you're here!Quick, follow me in and have a look!" Shen Ling seemed to be very anxious, grabbed Lu Sheng's hand and pulled Lu Sheng to walk into the courtyard.

Lu Sheng looked at Shen Ling's back, but the once familiar back in his mind gradually faded away at this moment.

The two accidentally got acquainted by hiding from the rain together, and both of them were scholars who were rushing to take the exam. The two reviewed their homework together, asked for advice in the afternoon, and played chess together.

Shen Ling's sunshine and gentleness made Lu Sheng's Mu Ne begin to open up. At least, in his memory, Lu Sheng learned to joke at that time.

However, Lu Sheng is no longer Lu Sheng. And now it seems that this Shen Ling in front of him is also the Shen Qingshan in his memory.

A person who can grab Lu Sheng's wrist when Lu Sheng is defenseless, except for the top master, Lu Sheng does not make other conjectures.

The pulse gate is the key point of people who practice martial arts, and they don't even say hello to the pulse gate.

"Shen Ling, what happened?"

was dragged into the backyard by Shen Ling, and dozens of corpses were neatly placed on the open space in the backyard, each of whom was dressed in black and masked.

Lu Sheng's eyes quickly swept over the scene, in addition to the corpses on the ground, there were dozens of Changling guards standing at the scene.

An old monk with white hair and a robe stood in front of the corpse, and beside the old monk, followed by a monk Miaoyuan whose face was severely disfigured. The two of them clasped their hands together and chanted solemnly.

What happened in the Dongzhu auction yesterday, Lu Sheng asked the yamen to take Monk Miaoyuan away, but he didn't expect him to appear in the Sansheng Temple so quickly. Lu Sheng doubts the existence of coincidence, but he will not deny the existence of coincidence.

Whether it was a coincidence that Monk Miaoyuan appeared at the Dongzhu Auction House was handed over to Nian Zhiyao for review, and now it seems that it really has nothing to do with Miaoyuan.

It is difficult for a person with a disfigured face to give people a sense of intimacy. But this point is a special case for Monk Miaoyuan. The face of Monk Miaoyuan is like a ghost, but it gives people a sense of Buddha's peace of mind.

"Lu Sheng, you can show me, what is the origin of this group of people?" Shen Ling asked as he led Lu Sheng to the backyard.

"Okay!" Lu Sheng didn't talk nonsense, squatting down and looking at the group of people. The mask was lifted, revealing his face. These people are all ordinary-looking, and there is nothing particularly noticeable.

There was a strong smell of sandalwood on his body, and the clothes he was wearing were crumpled as if they had just been pulled out of the bottom of the box.

This sandalwood fragrance is emitted by the burning of incense in the temple, but this group of people are all haired and not monks. Each palm has a thick cocoon, which seems to be a long-term xiuliàn blade.

Lu Sheng took off their shoes again, and the calluses on their feet were thicker than ordinary people's. The back heel, in particular, is covered with a layer of armor.

Lu Sheng sighed, slowly stood up, and shook his head silently.

"There are so few clues. ”

"The main shrine has been closed since three days ago, and no one is stranded on the mountain except for the monks in the temple. ”

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and the voice was slightly hoarse, with the vicissitudes of the desert. Even if he didn't see anyone, Lu Sheng could instantly tell that this was a noble and cold woman.

Looking up, the door of a room was slowly opened. A noble lady dressed in a luxurious robe appeared at the door of the room, her cold eyes so carved into the stars of the night.

The woman is beautiful, awe-inspiring.

Slender eyes, breathtaking. The corners of the eyebrows are cold, but they make people shudder.

"Changling guards the mountainside, and no one in the world can silently hide from them and sneak to the top of the mountain. So the only explanation is that the group of Assassins was in the monastery all along.

There were assassins hidden in the monastery, and one hid for three days. Unknown monk, do you have any other explanation?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk really doesn't know where these assassins came from. Your Royal Highness the Princess, you come to the Sansheng Temple every year to pray for blessings and burn incense, if it is a poor monk who has the intention to cause harm, how can you wait for these eight years? The poor monk begged the princess not to be angry with the monks......

"Unknown monk, you have been practicing the Dharma for decades, why do you go back more and more? Don't you shout all day long that the four are empty and that you will be blissful in your life? Why are you still afraid of death like ordinary people?

For you Buddhist disciples, death is nothing more than going to Elysium. In this case, the main palace will be fulfilled. Changlingwei listened to the order. ”

"Amitabha-" The unknown monk closed his eyes in pain.

"Wait!" Shen Ling hurriedly shouted, "Princess is angry, let's make a decision after finding out the truth......

"Find out the truth? Hongu was assassinated in the Three Holy Temple, do you still need to find out the truth?"

Knock Knock Knock –

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky, and the air pressure of heaven and earth instantly shrouded it like a black cloud.

"Madame—how is Madame?"

As the words landed, a pitch-black fast horse broke through the courtyard gate and rushed in.

"Lil—"

The pitch-black war horse stood up violently, and its two hooves danced wildly. The figure flickered, and it had disappeared on horseback and appeared in front of Princess Changling.

"Ma'am, how are you?

There is no need to introduce Lu Sheng, and he knows that this person should be Ning Guohou Xie Tianci.

Ning Guohou Xie Tianci is extremely handsome, even if he is now over forty years old, but the years have not cut off his handsomeness, but have added the vicissitudes of maturity.

The white temples did not give people a sense of old age, making Xie Tianci look even more mysterious and ethereal. The deep eyes shine like stars, and the melancholy eyes seem to have the magic of seizing the soul.

This is a beautiful man who kills both young and old, no wonder he was able to fascinate Princess Changling into trouble in the palace of the first emperor.

"I'm a little injured, I can't die!"

"Is it injured?Is it serious?What kind of injury?" Hearing that Princess Changling was injured, Xie Tianci immediately became nervous, and grabbed Princess Changling's hand tightly.

"Let go, there are outsiders watching!" Princess Changling's face turned red, and she broke away from Xie Tianci's hand, "I was hit by that person's palm, and the man's palm power seemed to be strong, but it was feminine and vicious." After the internal force invaded, it immediately eroded my internal force and injured my internal organs.

Although it is suppressed by me now, this internal force is extremely difficult, and if it is not cleared, I am afraid that it will not last long. Most of the Assassins were killed by me, but a few escaped, and Lingzhu had already led the men in pursuit. ”

"Hushangfu, there are few who can hurt you......" Xie Tianci said with a frown.

"Hmph, it's because there aren't many of them, so I'm not worried about not being able to pull them out, but now...... What are you waiting for? Kill me!"

"Wait!" Xie Tianci suddenly stopped, "Madam, what are you doing here? This is a pure place of Buddhism, do you still want to kill here?"

"The assassin hid in the temple for three days and three nights, and even if I didn't notice it, so many monks should have noticed it. However, if they conceal it and do not report it, they must be complicit. Shouldn't it be killed?"

"Madam, the unknown master is a high-ranking monk, and they will definitely not do such a thing. Even if you suspect that the Three Holy Mosques are in the same stream, you have to have real evidence. ”

"When will the palace ask for evidence?" Princess Changling's face turned cold and she shouted.

Lu Sheng can be regarded as having seen the domineering of Princess Changling, and he really doesn't make any sense at all.

"Amitabha—"

Suddenly, a Buddha horn sounded, and the monk Miaoyuan, who had been chanting the sutra with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, "Her Royal Highness the princess's murderous intent is too heavy, and the poor monk is willing to recite the heart sutra to dissolve the anger in the heart of the benefactor." ”

"Look for death!" Princess Changling's face changed, and a light suddenly burst out of her eyes.

A sword of cold light crossed the space and appeared on the chest of Monk Miaoyuan. No one expected that Princess Changling would make such a move without warning. When everyone saw the flash of the sword, the sword had already stabbed into the throat of Monk Miaoyuan.

"Be careful—" Lu Sheng blurted out in surprise.

"Ding-" The tip of the sword was fixed on the chest of Monk Miaoyuan.

Monk Miaoyuan clasped his hands together, and his whole body exuded a hazy light like moonlight. The light flowed, resisting the tip of Princess Changling's sword.

Although Monk Miaoyuan is the top master of the younger generation, he is still far behind the masters of the older generation such as Princess Changling. The tip of the sword paused slightly, shattered in an instant, and the lightning of the sword light painting pierced the throat of Monk Miaoyuan.

This scene shocked everyone's faces to change greatly.

When Lu Sheng fixed his eyes and saw it clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"If it weren't for the fact that you are a practitioner of the Lotus Temple, the sword of this palace will kill you. It has nothing to do with you whether there is evil anger in the bottom of this palace, you have to say one more word, and this palace will send you to see the Buddha first. ”

The sword grazed Monk Miaoyuan's neck and rested coldly on his shoulder.

"Donor, the poor monk walks in all directions, just to purify all sentient beings, the donor is too angry, afraid of the danger of turning into demons, the poor monk is really kind, and please don't refuse. ”

"Hahaha...... You monk is really interesting, this palace is willing to give you a degree, you can save it, this palace is unwilling, you will die if you don't do it. Now, you step back from the palace, otherwise, the palace will only give face to the Lotus Temple once. ”

"Amitabha...... If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Your Highness Princess, please pay attention, okay?" a voice suddenly broke the dead silence. No one thought that at this moment, there would be another person who would dare to come out and face Princess Changling. I want to talk about "Heavenly Punishment Order" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~