Ben Xuan was dumbfounded, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, and he looked at the mystery. Xuanji nodded, pressed his hands weakly, and said loudly: "Friends, please listen to the old way." The crowd fell silent.

Xuanji said: "The abbot of Benxu is not deceiving everyone, Master Benyuan I also met once yesterday, and he was indeed in the temple, but he didn't know where to go early this morning." But I believe that what the abbot said is true, the abbot has not seen any secrets, and the Shaolin Temple does not want to monopolize it, so it is better not to speculate. Or maybe Master Benyuan has something important to do, and he can't come for a while, and he will come back in a few days. If you have any doubts, I vouch for the Shaolin Temple with my own reputation and that of the Wudang Sect. Please believe me, believe in the abbot of this void. After speaking, he waved to everyone.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and no one said anything for a long time. Ouyang Zhenxiong sneered: "The head of the Xuanji, your Wudang faction is naturally a famous faction, and your Xuanji leader is naturally highly respected in the martial arts, but you can't use this to suppress people, and you can't use the reputation of you and your Wudang faction to easily prevaricate the heroes of the world." We Shura Sect is called a cult by you, and we still pay attention to a word of reason, you should be a decent family and a leader, how can you do such an unreasonable thing and oppress people with power?"

After a pause, he turned his head to Benxu and said: "Abbot Benxu, I see that in front of the heroes of the world, you will hand over the master of the Yuan, as long as you hand over the master of the Yuan, naturally no one will suspect you Shaolin Temple anymore, even if someone says it in vain, I, Ouyang Zhenxiong, will be the first to get along with him." This matter is related to the safety of martial arts, you are merciful to the abbot of the void, so you should hand over the master of the original yuan quickly. Ben Xuan said: "This ......"

At this time, among the Orthodox people standing in the west, one of them said loudly: "Abbot Benxu, don't hesitate any longer, hand over Master Benyuan." Otherwise, your Shaolin Temple will always be scolded and looked down upon, and Shaolin will never have peace. ”

Everyone shouted casually: "Yes, Abbot Benxu, hand it over quickly, don't let your martial arts friends chill their hearts." Everyone has come thousands of miles here to help you Shaolin, and if you don't hand over the original master, you are too few friends. Someone even scolded: "What Taishan Beidou, bullshit, in order to avenge the revenge of the Xuandu Dao people a hundred years ago, he actually had the cheekiness to hide other people's secrets, and he still wanted to be shameless?" Ben Xu's face was full of shame and he couldn't speak.

Xuanmeng was caught in the crowd, secretly sad for his foundation, only he knew that Shaolin was wronged.

Ben Xuan was silent for a long time and said, "Sect Leader Ouyang, friends, how can you trust Lao Gao. Ouyang Zhenxiong said: "Abbot of Benxu, you have no evidence, you must find evidence." No matter what you say, if someone is going to testify for you, it will not be convincing to anyone without evidence. ”

Ben Xuan said: "Can you give me two days to find the original element." Ouyang Zhenxiong snorted and said: "Abbot Benxu, according to what you said, Ben Yuan was still in the temple yesterday, where can he go overnight? If you don't hand over the original yuan, many friends here will definitely not agree, unless ......" Benxu saw him groan, and immediately said: "Unless what?"

Ouyang Zhenxiong said: "Unless you let your friends here go into the temple and search for it." "Don't", "Nonsense". Before Ouyang Zhenxiong finished speaking, a few loud shouts immediately came from behind Ben Xu, and it was the Shaolin monk standing behind him who couldn't bear it.

Ben said in a humble voice: "Today's situation can't be cleaned up." But how can Shaolin's reputation for thousands of years be ruined in my hands? Think about how many rare Buddhist scriptures and martial arts classics are hidden in my Shaolin Temple, if these thousands of people go in and search, decent people will be fine, and people with unrighteous hearts will not be able to take the sheep and fish in troubled waters? How will I face the Buddhas, and what will be the face of Shaolin? Anyway, all the blame lies with me, and I will bear it alone. ”

Seeing that everyone was loudly agitating, his hands were pressed weakly, and he said loudly: "Sect Leader Ouyang, friends, is there any other way to do it?" Although he said slowly, his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

Ouyang Zhenxiong was secretly frightened, this old monk's internal strength was far above his imagination, and he would not take the opportunity to get rid of it today, but he was afraid that it would not be easy to become a hero. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard someone among the Orthodox people screaming: "Abbot of Benxu, if you want everyone to believe that you have no selfish possession, unless you abandon your martial arts and never practice any martial arts, you will ......." Before the words were finished, there was another sound of "nonsense", "who is so bold", "fart", and "close your beak".

Ben humbly sighed in his heart, looking at today's situation, only in this way can it be ended. When Ouyang Zhenxiong heard this, he was in the middle of it, looked at Benxu, and said: "Abbot Benxu, your decades of skills are not easy to obtain, let's let everyone go into the temple and search for it." ”

Ben Xuan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Friends, it seems that only by abolishing his martial arts can he make everyone believe." As long as everyone can believe in Lao Gao and return to your mansion safely, Lao Gao's skills in the past few decades are nothing. He asked Sect Leader Ouyang, the head of Xuanji, the leader of the Ruan Gang and the head of Kunwu Dao to testify to prevent the old man from cheating. After all, he has been practicing Zen for decades, and in this situation, he said this as usual.

"Absolutely not, abbot", all the monks behind him said together. Xuanji also said: "Abbot of Benxu, don't be like this, let's think of another way." Ben looked at the mystery with his eyes, and slowly shook his head and said: "The master of the mystery is in charge, I have made up my mind." Raise your palms and press down towards your chest.

In an instant, thousands of pairs of eyes on the top of the mountain looked at his hands, silent. And the monks standing behind Benxu put their hands together, closed their eyes, and even worse, shed tears.

Seeing that Benxu's palm was about to be pressed to his chest, at this moment, he heard a scream coming, "Abbot Benxu, stop, I'll testify." Everyone was startled and looked at the place where the voice came from. I saw a man squeezed out of the crowd, with a dirty face, ragged clothes, and a branch in his hand, and it was actually a child.

This person is none other than Xuanmeng. He hid in the crowd, secretly feeling sorry for himself, seeing that he was going to abandon his martial arts, he couldn't hold it anymore, his chest was hot, and he stepped forward.

And when they all looked at the child, no one knew him. Xuan Meng didn't dare to face Elder Cai, and immediately turned to the west after coming out.

Seeing that someone testified, Ben Xuan was excited, and said in a trembling voice: "Little donor, can you testify?"

Ouyang Zhenxiong and Xuanji also walked up to him together and asked, "Little doll, can you testify, what do you want to testify?"

Xuanmeng said loudly: "I have come to testify, to testify that Master Benyuan is indeed no longer in the temple, and that he was killed by a masked man last night. ”