[The book continues from the above, the last book said that when he found the chief monk of the Immortal Dao Grand Judge, and wanted to take the special eyes of the leper monk, the leper monk was unwilling to sit still and wait for death, and preemptively wanted to subdue the chief judge. I never thought that his skills were inferior to others, but the leper monk was easily subdued by the big judge, and when he took away his eyes, in order to prevent the leper monk from leaking secrets, he also pulled out his tongue and stabbed his ears deafeningly. It was Mu Qingming who led out the abbot of Yingkong to suspect that it was Mu Qingming who hurt his junior brother and the leper monk. But after thinking about it, I still don't want to believe that it could be such a cruel thing that Mu Qingming did. It was decided to make a decision after a covert visit. And with the eyes of the leper monk, the chief judge who returned to the stronghold of the Immortal Dao handed over this pair of rare eyeballs to Liu Yang. 】

The night breeze swirling in the flower fields was no longer refreshing, and the thick blood made the night breeze carry a disgusting smell. The moonlight also became more cold and seeping. When it shines on the red blood stains scattered in the flower fields, the blood stains become more vivid.

The shadows of the surrounding trees, in the bloody night wind, look like monsters with teeth and claws, always in the faint cold moonlight, with a terrifying aura.

The monks looked around, and there were only a few of them alive in the quiet woods. The murderer has long since left, leaving not even the slightest trace.

A few monks who searched the surrounding woods searched for a circle in the moonlit sloping forest around the flower field, and after finding nothing, they turned back to the flower field and shook their heads slightly without saying a word, and the helpless look on their faces did not decrease but increased.

The abbot of Yingkong secretly wondered who the murderer was, slowly leaned down and squatted down, and stretched out his hand to check the pulse of the leper monk.

Although the leper monk was bleeding from his seven orifices, his breath and pulse were still there, and he had not yet died because of it. It's just that I bleed too much at once and fainted temporarily. As for whether it can be saved, it will take a lot of effort to know.

Although there is only a glimmer of life, there is still hope. This made the abbot of Yingkong breathe a sigh of relief slightly.

And the white medicine made by the abbot of Yingkong has already stopped bleeding in the wound of the leper monk. In this way, the leper monk would at least not bleed too much and die.

"Senior Brother Abbot, is he okay?" A white-shaven monk with a clean face and no beard squatted down beside the abbot of Yingkong, asked with concern, and then glanced at the leper monk who was supported by other monks, and his eyes suddenly became worried.

Although this leper monk was reluctant to come into contact with them in the past, they were all brothers after all. Every day they practiced together and worshiped the Buddha together, and the monks felt uncomfortable when they saw their brothers being injured like this.

The white monk raised his hand and touched his bald head, his eyebrows were upside down, his face was angry, and at the same time he clenched the eyebrow stick in his hand and gritted his teeth and said: "The brute who hurt the junior brother, don't be caught by the poor monk, if you catch the poor monk, you must kill the ring." ”。

Don't look at this monk is tall and thin, but he is a warrior monk, and his temper has always been hot, and every time he looks at the bloody face of the leper monk, he is full of anger.

"And salvation; Carry him back first, and apply medicine on time to stop the bleeding first. The frowning abbot replied and removed his fingers from the leper monk's wrist.

"Remember not to put him on his back to the sky, lest the blood gushing from the wound on his broken tongue pour into his throat and choke him." The abbot of Yingkong, who straightened up, solemnly instructed the monks who had already helped up the faint leprosy monks: "First stop the bleeding from the broken tongue, or use the white medicine from before." ”。

"Got it." The monks answered, supported the leper monk, and cautiously turned back towards the way they came.

In the flower field, only the abbot and the white-faced monk were left, standing in the wind.

After watching the monks leave, the abbot turned to look around at the mess, and there was anger in his eyes that was not easy to see.

"Senior brother, the grass and trees here seem to have experienced a strong and powerful wind in an instant." The white-faced monk looked around for a long time, then raised his eyes to see that there was no damage outside the flower field, and there were no trees and shrubs that were staggering, and he frowned and said, "But it seems that this wind is only in the flower field, but it has not rushed out of the flower field." ”。

"How is this done?" After a pause, the white-faced monk asked again.

"I heard Master say before me that there are some strange people in this world who can harness the gale and strike people. It's like the Taoist Leifa. The abbot of Yingkong also looked around, then squatted down to pick up a broken branch, took a closer look through the moonlight, and said slowly: "Even this kind of strange man can turn the wind into a knife, and he can also kill with the wind." ”。

As he spoke, the abbot of Yingkong had already seen that the broken branch in his hand was smooth, as if it had been split by a sharp blade. Like the long lacerations on the placket of the robe of the leper monk who stroked away, they are all flat and smooth fractures and incisions.

But looking around, the uprooted grass and trees were obviously uprooted by a strong wind that lifted them from the ground. Therefore, on the branches of plants and trees, the original lush green leaves have fallen off a lot, and there are only a few lonely leaves on the branches, which inevitably looks depressed.

And this faint evil aura scattered in the mess made the abbot of Yingkong secretly deny his suspicion of Mu Qingming. According to what the leper monk mentioned to him privately a few days ago, although Mu Qingming is not an ordinary person, he has no evil qi or evil thoughts in his body.

Even if everything here is given by Mu Qingming, there will be no faint evil aura left in the flower fields under the moonlight.

But in this way, it made the abbot of Yingkong even more suspicious. His junior disciples entered the Buddhism and rarely went down the mountain. Staying between Tanhua Temple and the flower field all day, it is unlikely that he will have a grudge against others.

Contact with outsiders is also limited; Who was it that injured the leper monk, and left quickly before the arrival of the abbot of Yingkong, leaving not even the slightest trace?

This became the abbot of Yingkong, and his heart was dizzy and confused at this time.

"So, as long as we find someone who can control the wind, we can find clues and avenge our junior brother?" The white-faced monk's eyes flashed with golden light, and he asked urgently: "Then this kind of strange man who can control the wind, is it a disciple of a Taoist or a monk?" It seems that there are no Taoist disciples in the city? ”。

"They are neither Taoists nor monks, and their methods of practice are also strange and bizarre." Turning his head to look at the abbot of Yingkong in the direction of the mountain, he narrowed his eyes, and his gaze in the moonlight became deeper: "They call themselves - Lock Dragon Man. ”......

The calm and relaxed Grand Judge shook the folding fan in one hand and lightly held a pair of eyeballs in the other, and walked slowly in the dark passage of the Immortal Dao. On the pair of eyes held in his hands, there were drops of blood slowly, slowly seeping out from his fingers, converging between his fingers. Slowly, slowly, it descended, leaving a red patch of blood on the path he had walked, stretching behind him into the darkness in the distance.

A faint but not thick stream of blood followed him forward.

After a while, the chief judge walked to the stone room where Liu Yang lived, and the two disciples guarding the door, after seeing that the person who came was the chief judge, had already pushed open the heavy stone door for him. The Grand Judge, who had stopped in front of the door for a moment, walked in with a faint smile on his face.

The smile that raised the corners of his mouth was still faintly proud.

"Senior brother, you're kind of taking off your pants and farting. The Nether Night Eye is strange to mortals, but to my Holy Sect, it is not a strange pair of eyes, so you still want me to take it. The Grand Judge, who stepped in, had already taken two or three arrows at the moment when the door of the stone room was closed, and rushed to the stone case in front of Liu Yang: "What else do you need to use to control the wind?" I only know a little bit about the technique of locking dragons, and I can't exert its full power, and I was almost killed by the diamond palm of the leper monk. Fortunately, I was in a hurry and wise, and I was able to subdue the leper monk. ”。

Complaining is complaining, but the smile on the face of the grand judge does not decrease but increases.

Obviously, there was some chatter before, and the long complaints were just his jokes. And now in the Immortal Dao, he is the only one who dares to joke with Liu Yang like this.

"It seems that the junior brother has had a lot of fun tonight." And although Liu Yang secretly still suspected the Grand Judge, he also knew that he was just used to joking with himself, so he didn't care, and said with a smile: "Among the disciples in the sect now, there is only you who can fight with King Kong Palm and come back unscathed." ”。

Under Liu Yang's praise, the chief judge just smiled, but did not speak. He silently reached out and put a pair of bloody eyes on the stone case in front of Liu Yang. And when the eyeballs just fell on the stone case, they rolled with a grunt, and when the eyes stopped rolling, the pupils just stared at Liu Yang in a daze.

And when Liu Yang was stared at by two round eyes without eye sockets, he was not frightened, and there was not even a little wave in his heart.

But when he looked at the eyeballs, his eyes were also flat, and he didn't care at all about the special eyes of the leper monk, and there was a bit of a boring look, hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

"Senior brother, you let me practice the Dragon Locking Man Wind Control Technique for a month, and then use it on this monk, why in the end?" Liu Yang's indifferent gaze did not escape the eyes of the judge. He then spoke at a full speed, and said unhurriedly: "You are not interested in these eyes." Besides, this eyeball is completely useless for our Holy Sect to achieve immortality. Moreover, although the great monk knows Vajra palm, his cultivation is too low, so there is really no challenge. ”。

Liu Yang smiled but did not speak, staring at the grand judge who paused.

I saw that when the folding fan in the hand of the chief judge shook lightly, he said with his eyebrows fluttering: "How much ability does the abbot of Tanhua Temple have, senior brother, I will find him a trick tonight?" ”。

As soon as these words came out, under the shaking shadow brought by the flickering candles, the Grand Judge was already eager to try.

"It's still useful for the abbot to keep this Yingkong, you can take away your playfulness." Liu Yang waved his hand and said with a smile: "And it's not about taking off your pants and farting." I want you to use the Wind Control Technique, that is, to let the account of the leper monk be counted on the dragon-locking people. Let the dragon lock and Tanhua Temple have a grudge, and they don't have time to take care of too much in the city. ”。

"Oh." The Grand Judge, who suddenly came to his senses, responded with a long voice. But when the words landed, he was suddenly stunned and fell into deep thought.

The dragon lockers, like the Immortal Dao, have always been mysterious and unpredictable, and outsiders are little known to them. Although Tanhua Temple is a temple with some history in Kunming, after the painstaking management of the abbot of Yingkong for these years, it has become the famous blue of Kunming Zen Temple, but after all, it has never intersected with the lock dragon people, and it is impossible to know the mysterious and unpredictable people of the lock dragon people.

Even so, it is even more impossible for the monks in the temple to know the wind control technique of the dragon locker. Then Liu Yang must let him use the Wind Control Technique, which can't cause estrangement and misunderstanding between Tanhua Temple and the Suolong people, let alone grudges!

Will Tanhua Temple have a grudge against the Lock Dragon people? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.