Half a month later, outside the Tsing Yi Building.

The two figures walked slowly along the road towards Tsing Yi Building, and as the sun set, Tsing Yi Building was shrouded in a dim light, like a sleeping beast.

Looking at the Tsing Yi Building in front of him, Wu Nengsheng suddenly remembered the Buda Temple that was being repaired thousands of miles away, if it weren't for the poisonous hands of the pair of masters and apprentices of Wuyazi and Ximen Melon, the Buda Temple in the sunset should be as beautiful as the Tsing Yi Building in front of him, or even more beautiful.

There was a hint of hesitation on his face, and he suddenly stopped, and said softly: "Panchen, do you really want to help Ximen melon, do you have to help?" He's a watermelon! ”

Eighth Shiba smiled: "We've come here, can we turn around and go back now?" From here to Tsing Yi Building, but a hundred zhang away. If you turn around and go back, you will be a thousand miles back. ”

Wu Yisheng muttered in a low voice, "I'd rather go back a thousand miles than help that Simon divides up the sins." He has harmed our tantric sect so badly, why should we help him! ”

Ba Shiba said softly: "This is not to help Ximen melon, but to help ourselves, but also to help the people of the world." The Buddha said that we want to purify all sentient beings, how to purify it? With the door closed all day long, how to purify? ”

Impotence opened his mouth and finally said nothing, just a long sigh. He didn't understand the truth that Ba Shiba said, but when he thought that he was going to become the helper of his former mortal enemy, his heart was not good.

The two continued to walk forward, and when they came to the door of Tsing Yi Building, the eighth master raised his right palm, and smiled at the steward in front of Tsing Yi Building: "The donor of Ximen is here?" We and the other two were invited. ”

The steward looked the two up and down, recognized their identities from their outfits, and immediately showed a smile on his face, saying, "You must be the Eighth Master Ba Divine Monk, right?" Childe has already ordered, the monk please come in quickly. ”

In the Western Regions, I was used to hearing others call myself Panchen, Guru, Dharma King and the like, but now I heard the steward in front of me call himself a monk with a very rich Central Plains atmosphere, and the Eighth Master Pa felt a little fresh in his heart, smiled at the steward and thanked him, and walked through the gate into the Tsing Yi Building.

Under the leadership of the steward, the two came all the way to the study. The steward stopped in front of the door of the study and said respectfully: "My lord, son, the eighth master and the monk have arrived." ”

The door of the study opened inward the next moment, and I saw three people in the study, a young man, a middle-aged man, and an old man. Ba Shiba recognized the young and middle-aged, it was Richard and Shi Zhixuan, and the identity of the remaining old man was naturally about to come out.

Richard smiled at the Eighth Master and clenched his fists, "Ban... His Holiness. ”

The Eighth Master and Wu Nengsheng walked into the study, and the steward closed the door. Richard invited the two of them to sit down, picked up a file on the table and handed it to the Eighth Master, and said, "Your Majesty, we have already drawn up a preliminary plan for the next step, and we will ask Your Majesty to take a look at it." ”

The Eighth Master opened the file, and Wu Yisheng only glanced at it and immediately jumped up, and said in a loud voice: "Want a complete spiritual secret method?" It's impossible! ”

He looked at Richard, his eyes burning with anger, "I already knew that you were uneasy and kind, and it was false that you asked the Panchen to come out of the mountain to help, and you tricked us into coming here, and it was true that you wanted to get the spiritual secret method of our Tantra!" You don't want to succeed today! ”

As he spoke, Impotence took a step forward, the ground cracked, and in the midst of the sawdust flying all over the sky, Impotence threw a punch at Richard, and the glass light on his fist shone brightly, and the fist was monstrous!

Shi Zhixuan snorted coldly, and quietly pinched a handprint with his left hand. Unable to win, he only felt that someone had stabbed his head with a silver needle, and the strong stinging pain made him snort, and his fist was also off course.

"Don't smash the little old man's things..."

Huo Xiu's face was full of helplessness, but his movements were unambiguous, his figure disappeared in place in a flash, and the next moment he appeared on the side of the invincible, pinching his wrist with his right hand and gently pushing it back.

The incompetent body retreated uncontrollably and sat on the ground. He immediately got up, glared angrily at Richard, Shi Zhixuan and Huo Xiu, and let out a low cry The rolling internal force exploded, and for a while, the glass light flickered everywhere in his body.

"Stop."

The Eighth Master suddenly spoke up at this time, only to see him stand up and put away the dossier, walk up to Richard and hand him the dossier, and said softly: "The spiritual secret method of Tantra can be promised to you." ”

Wu Yisheng was anxious all of a sudden, and said in a loud voice: "Panchen, you must not!" Spiritual secrets are the most important part of our tantra, so how can we give them just to them? ”

Eighth Shiba ignored him, stared at Richard with straight eyes, and said slowly: "But I have one condition. ”

Richard said softly, "Your Majesty, please." ”

Bashi Ba took a light breath, and a terrifying momentum on his body exploded, like an abyss like the sea, and it was terrifying! He said in a deep voice, "I want to know, where is the murderer of my tantric sect Kenpo Gyatso fifteen years ago?" ”

Richard's heart sank, and he pretended to be at a loss and said, "What does the Dharma King mean by this?" I do not know. ”

The Eighth Master said coldly: "If it weren't for a deep understanding of the spiritual secret method of my Tantric Buddhism, it would be absolutely impossible to come up with the idea of borrowing from the Dongying She's Heart Seal. I thought about it for a long time, and in the past hundred years of Tantra, the only thing that could have leaked the secret method of the spirit was the mysterious disappearance of Kempo Gyatso fifteen years ago! ”

Richard smiled bitterly: "The younger generation can't understand a word of what the King said. Fifteen years ago, the disappearance of a tantric monk was never heard of by the younger generations. ”

Ba Shi Pa's eyes narrowed, and the murderous intent rose in his eyes, "Fifteen years ago, the donor was just a child, and it was definitely impossible for him to be the murderer of Gyatso. In that case, why should the benefactor shield the real murderer? As long as the donor tells who the murderer is, the complete spiritual secret method, I will immediately give it to the donor. ”

Richard said helplessly: "The younger generation really doesn't know what the murderer is, I'm afraid the king asked the wrong person." Please ask His Holiness to change his request. ”

Eighth Master Ba snorted coldly and said: "I only have such one condition, if the donor insists on shielding the murderer, then we will discuss this matter after the donor changes his mind." After a tiring journey, I was a little tired, so I retired first. ”

As he spoke, he turned and was about to walk out of the study. The evil king standing beside Richard suddenly said at this time: "All things are empty, all things are allowed, all laws are impermanent, and all laws have no self." ”

Eighth Master Ba suddenly stopped, turned around, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his eyes were staring at Shi Zhixuan, "It's you?" I should have guessed a long time ago, if it was an ordinary person, how could Ximenggua be so covered? ”

"Death!"

didn't wait for Shi Zhixuan to speak, only to hear the Eighth Master Ba shout, and swung a heavy palm at Shi Zhixuan, and a terrible storm suddenly blew in the study, shattering all the books on the tables, chairs, bookshelves, and bookshelves.

Huo Xiu looked at this scene and wanted to cry without tears, his voice was cleaved in pain, and his hands kept trembling, "My study..."

(End of chapter)