The woman in red glanced at Wu Zhiyuan coldly, ignored him, turned her head to the monk and said, "Master, let's talk while we go." ”

The white-clothed monk nodded, and the red-clothed woman took the lead in descending the steps, and the white-clothed monk followed closely, leaving only Wu Zhiyuan alone, stunned in place, not knowing what to do.

There has been such a change in things, which Wu Zhiyuan really did not expect. Wu Zhiyuan never dreamed that the person who took such a name with a fairy wind would be a woman, and he didn't expect that the woman who took this name was actually the murderer he saw with his own eyes, and it was even more coincidental that this murderer was the person he wanted to ask for help in detoxification.

Now that I have offended this Moon Shadow Fuxian, it seems hopeless to ask her to detoxify. Wu Zhiyuan is not afraid of death, but as a son of man, he has not fulfilled his filial piety, which is really intolerable. But it is also an indisputable fact that Moon Shadow Fuxian is a murderer, her hands are stained with blood, Wu Zhiyuan would rather die of poison than ask this murderer to be treated.

Thinking about this, Wu Zhiyuan chased after the Moon Shadow Fuxian and the white-clothed monk.

"Master, please wait a moment." Wu Zhiyuan shouted.

"What's the matter with the donor?" The white-clothed monk turned his head, but the Moon Shadow Fuxian stopped in place and didn't look back. Her action of stopping but not looking back was quite meaningful, she stopped just to wait for the white-clothed monk, and if she didn't look back, she didn't want to pay attention to Wu Zhiyuan at all.

"I want to see the abbot, please introduce it on your behalf." Wu Zhiyuan still understands the rules of this temple, and no one informs him about the introduction, so he can't rush in.

"Amitabha, the abbot of the temple has never seen a guest, the donor should please go back." The white-clothed monk politely declined Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan felt a burst of anger in his heart, secretly wondering if this monk knew that he was going to the abbot to tell the informant, could it be that there was really an ulterior secret between him and the Moon Shadow Fuxian? Thinking about it this way, it is not difficult to explain, no wonder he defends this murderer everywhere.

"The master is blocking everywhere, what is the indescribable relationship with this Moon Shadow Fu Immortal?" Wu Zhiyuan looked at the white-clothed monk with sarcasm.

"Presumptuous!" Hearing this, Moon Shadow Fuxian turned around suddenly, staring at Wu Zhiyuan fiercely with a pair of wonderful eyes, his arrogant expression revealing anger, obviously angered by Wu Zhiyuan's words.

"Amitabha, this is the holy land of Buddhism, the donor must not speak falsely, if you are disrespectful again, don't blame the little monk for being polite." The white-clothed monk was not angry and arrogant, his expression was serious, but he was upright.

"Then why are you stopping me from going to the abbot?" Wu Zhiyuan was also angry.

"The little monk has just said that the abbot of this temple has never seen visitors. Donor Hugh pesters again! The white-clothed monk spoke with some impatience.

Seeing that the monk tried his best to stop it, Wu Zhiyuan strengthened his point of view even more. Just as he was about to question the white-clothed monk again, a small monk ran from a distance in the direction of the West Courtyard.

"Moon Shadow Donor, Uncle Sky Master." The little monk stood still in front of the Moon Shadow Fuxian and the white-clothed monk, saluted with one hand, and turned to Wu Zhiyuan and said, "This benefactor, the abbot master is invited." ”

Not only Wu Zhiyuan, but even the white-clothed monks Kong Ming and Moon Shadow Fuxian were stunned when they heard this. Wu Zhiyuan was surprised that the abbot knew that he was here, and why did he want to meet him? As for why Kong Ming and Moon Shadow Fuxian were surprised, Wu Zhiyuan didn't know.

The little monk took Wu Zhiyuan through a bamboo forest and walked into the West Courtyard, which is the main path of the Zen Monastery and the place where the monks participate in Zen and chant sutras.

Entering the main hall of the West Courtyard, Wu Zhiyuan saw an old monk sitting cross-legged inside, only to see that he was wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, and the fabric was washed a little white, and what was puzzling was that at this time he was facing away from the main door and facing the wall.

After the little monk introduced Wu Zhiyuan into the main hall, he explained to the old monk facing the wall, walked out of the door, and closed the main entrance of the main hall with his hand.

"The old man's name is dustless, he is the abbot of the Congma Zen Temple, I don't know what the donor is called?" Wu Zhiyuan was secretly observing the surroundings, the abbot opened his mouth to report the law, although the voice was old, but full of energy, just by the voice can be heard that it is a monk with extremely high vitality.

"Junior Wu Zhiyuan, a native of Wujia Village in the Longshan Territory." Wu Zhiyuan also reported his surname and ancestral hometown, and at the same time made a gesture to the abbot of Wuchen. He knew that the abbot of the Dao Dao would definitely not see it, but out of respect for the other party, Wu Zhiyuan didn't want to be rude.

"Longshan Boundary, Wujia Village, oh, it's almost time to calculate." Wuchen heard Wu Zhiyuan report to his home, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking.

"It's almost time? The abbot means ......" Wu Zhiyuan didn't understand the meaning of Wuchen's words.

"Master Wu came to the temple, I don't know what the so-called thing is?" Wuchen did not answer Wu Zhiyuan's question, and asked rhetorically.

"Now the Moon Shadow Fuxian of your temple, she is a murderer, I saw her kill a husband with a knife with my own eyes last night, but the master in the white monk's robe is very protective of her, so I want to ask the abbot master to administer justice." Wu Zhiyuan was filled with righteous indignation and indignation in his heart.

"Amitabha, good, good. He who believes is also in his eyes, but his eyes are not yet credible. Master Wu should not be blinded by illusions. Wuchen said facing the wall, his words full of Zen whims.

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he could deduce from the meaning and tone of his words that Wuchen didn't believe his words.

"Master Wu, please forgive the old man for some words, you have a good character and have a deep fate with the Daomen, but there is one thing in you that is extremely demonic, and it is not something you can control, and keeping it by your side will do you all kinds of harm and no benefit to your future cultivation." Wuchen's tone was extremely pertinent to admonish Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, what Wuchen said had a deep fate with the Daomen, did he mean his fate with the Maoshan faction? Just think about it, I haven't become a disciple of Maoshan yet, but I have already cultivated the true scripture of the Maoshan faction that does not pass on the practice of qi cultivation and return to the yuan, and this fate is indeed not shallow. But what does he mean by something extremely demonic?

"What is this demonic thing? Ask the abbot master to guide you through the maze. Wu Zhiyuan reverently hugged his fist at Wuchen.

"Everything has its own cause and effect, and it is inconvenient for the old man to break it, and that's all he can say. Master Wu will naturally understand in the future. Wuchen said with a sigh.

"What does Master Abbot think of the Moon Shadow Fuxian?" Wu Zhiyuan asked persistently.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, Wu Shi is kind-hearted, and the old man admires it very much. However, the original purpose of Lord Wu's trip was probably not for the Moon Shadow donor, right? Wuchen said indifferently.

Wu Zhiyuan was taken aback, thinking to himself how did he know that my original purpose was not this, could it be that he had seen Nan Tianying and knew about the poison of the corpse Gu in my body? After a moment of silence, Wu Zhiyuan concluded that Wuchen was just bluffing.

"Master, you are wrong...... Wu Zhiyuan said calmly, but before the words fell, a vigorous voice outside the door interrupted his words.

"Master Dustless is right!" With this shout, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and Wu Zhiyuan followed the sound to see that Nantian Ying was standing at the door with his hands behind his back, a pair of eagle eyes staring directly at Wuchen's back.

"Master Nan, five days ago, the old man made it very clear that if you want to find the Moon Shadow donor, you don't need to come to this temple to entangle. She is now a guest at the temple, which has the right to protect the integrity of the guests. Wuchen heard Nan Tianying's voice, his body was still unmoving, but his tone was very cold.

"Master Dustless, you were really wrong this time. The old man came to your temple today, and he was indeed looking for the stinky girl of Moon Shadow, but he had nothing to do with your temple. I just want to ask her face to face why she poisoned my apprentice! Nan Tianying stared at Wuchen coldly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to Wu Zhiyuan.

"Amitabha, three thousand worlds, thousands of strange breeds, a hundred strange self-nourishing. After listening to the words of Lord Nanshi, Lao Wei had two doubts, and asked Lord Nan Shi to explain his doubts. Dustless sat calmly in front of the wall, his lonely back making it difficult to detect his voice.

"Oh? Is there anything else in the world that the Dustless Master doesn't understand? The old man wants to see and learn, so let's talk about it. Nan Tianying laughed wildly when he heard this, and his words were sarcastic.

"The first doubt is that the moonlit night flying eagle, who has always been alone, actually accepted an apprentice, I don't know which senior disciple Lu Dao is?" Wuchen asked in a calm tone and lightly.

"Hmph, whether to accept the apprentice or not is purely the old man's personal will, not accepting it before, it doesn't mean that he won't accept it now, now my apprentice is standing here. The master can dispel his doubts, right? Nantian Eagle snorted coldly, and his tone was extremely inferior.

"Oh?" Wuchen's tone changed, and he continued to turn to Wu Zhiyuan and asked, "Master Wu, you have a pure heart, you have not been involved in the rivers and lakes for a long time, you are inexperienced, you don't know that people in this world are sinister, don't be used by people with hearts." Now you tell the old man that you have officially worshipped this Southern Sky Eagle benefactor as a teacher? ”

"This ...... I didn't do the full apprenticeship. Wu Zhiyuan was secretly surprised in his heart, thinking to himself, how did Wuchen know that I had just entered the rivers and lakes? Can he know the past and the future? After hesitating for a moment, he told the truth that he had only kowtowed a few times at that time, and he had not even called Master.

"You...... You brute! Nan Tianying's face turned pale when he heard this, and he scolded Wu Zhiyuan angrily.

"Master Nan Shi is going to be angry, now it seems that this Master Wu Shi is not your apprentice at all, and Lao Shi's first doubt has already opened the moon." Wuchen said lightly.

"Good! Then you say the second doubt! Nan Tianying was very dissatisfied when he heard this, and yelled angrily at Wuchen.

"The second doubt is that you said that the Moon Shadow donor poisoned this Wu donor, I don't know what kind of poison the Moon Shadow donor is?" Dustless's voice was still flat and cold.

That's a good question! She is poisoned by the corpse Gu of the Black Descending Gate! Nantianying Ha Lu laughed a few times, looking very proud.

"Oh?" Wuchen's tone changed again, and he continued to ask, "What is the poison of the corpse Gu?" ”

Wuchen's question seemed to be unfounded, but in fact, there was a reason for it, Nan Tianying was immediately angry when he heard this, and his eyes instantly revealed murderous aura.