Zen Master Duhua sent a small novice to arrange a wing room for Lin Yun and others.

In the absence of Zen Master Du'e, Zen Master Duhua is the highest status leader of Lanyin Temple, and it is also the first seat of the Precept Academy, and the monks and warrior monks of the whole temple are all dispatched by one person.

Without the approval of Zen Master Duhua, although Lin Yun and others asked about the whereabouts of Zen Master Du'e several times, several little novices were still silent and tight-lipped like bottles, looking at their expressions, it seemed that they had thought of something terrible.

After a few hours, Zen Master Duhua finally agreed to help Yu Jinyao, but there was one condition, that is, he would only tell Shantideva the secret of this matter.

Several of them were puzzled, since they had told Shantideva what had happened, it didn't mean that they had told everyone the secret.

But after thinking about it for a while, Lin Yun understood the truth.

Duhua Zen Master was quite cautious, and in order to prevent King Yiqi and the people who intended to kill Yu Jinyao from pursuing him, he could only choose to do so, and inform everyone about it through Shantideva's mouth.

In doing so, he is undoubtedly using Shantideva as a shield.

It's just that Shantideva doesn't care at all, there is only a little Wu'er who occupies his original body under his door, and he can almost be regarded as a lonely person, even if the Foguang Temple is lifted, he should be able to laugh it off.

"Princess, no matter what happens later, the poor monk will deal with it, and the princess must not act rashly, otherwise it will cause a lot of trauma to you and me. Duhua Zen Master solemnly instructed more than ten times.

Yu Jinyao has undergone great changes, her temperament has changed greatly, and the whole person has changed her coquettish state in the past, and has faintly become a little mature.

Lin Yun felt something in his heart, among the people present, only Shantideva was better, and who of the others dared to say that he had not grown in all kinds of tribulations?

Regardless of Mo Bing'er, Jian Er, Yu Jinyao, and Lin Yun, they all have a deep hatred of blood on their bodies, and they also shoulder too much responsibility.

"Duhua Zen Master, please make a move. Yu Jinyao closed her eyes lightly, tilted her head slightly, and quietly waited for the Zen master to do so.

Hearing this, Zen Master Duhua no longer hesitated, the index fingers and middle fingers of both hands were put together, and the moment the old palms separated to the two sides in front of his eyes, his eyes suddenly flashed with dazzling golden light.

The light is very strong, but it gives people a feeling that it is not very pure, and at first glance it is a defective product of Tianyantong.

It's not that Master Duhua didn't practice this mastery at home, but that the complete Tianyantong mastery was lost long ago, and it has been passed down to this day, and the practice of Shantideva and others is a combination of Tianyantong and fate, and its purity is naturally greatly reduced.

At this time, the strange scene appeared in front of Lin Yun and the others.

The golden light in Master Duhua's eyes flickered for a while, and suddenly flowed out along the eye sockets of Master Duhua, and then converged on his forehead and eyebrows, condensing into a golden vertical stripe in front of everyone's eyes.

Shantideva was a little excited, he had always been very interested in these six supernatural powers of Buddhism, but he had never been able to find out how to do it, and now was a great opportunity to observe.

"Tianyan, open!" Duhua Zen Master shouted violently, and at this moment, the vertical eye in front of his forehead suddenly opened!

At this time, the Duhua Zen master had to open his hair, and he was wearing a monk's robe and robe without wind. His mana did not leak out in the slightest, but the power of the primordial spirit continued to pour into the vertical eyes of the eyebrows, and the light of the vertical eyes became brighter and brighter.

"This matter needs to be cooperated by the princess, this method of poor monks can not support for too long, if the princess can not let down her guard, the poor monks have no other way. After only maintaining a sentence with vertical eyes, Duhua Zen Master's brows furrowed.

Yu Jinyao's chest rose and fell a few times, and she forcibly suppressed the throbbing in her heart.

Generally speaking, the stronger the cultivation of the elders of the opposing blood clan, the more Yuan Shen power will be consumed by the golden vertical eye transformed by Tianyantong, of course, this should be under the control of the spellcaster.

It is not yet known whether Yu Jinyao's mother is the former "Jade Princess", and her father has no way of knowing, but I am afraid that it is difficult for those who know the truth to find it now, so only with this magical method can we find out one or two.

Even if only a few clues can be found, it will be enough for a few people to plan the next trip.

The more Lin Yun looked at it, the more worried he became, the body of the Zen Master had begun to crumble, and it seemed that he might faint to the ground at any time due to the exhaustion of the power of the Yuan Shen.

However, the firmness of the heart of the Zen Master was far beyond Lin Yun's imagination, although his body shook endlessly, the light of the vertical eyes in front of his forehead did not weaken at all.

The light emitted by the vertical eyes kept circulating on Yu Jinyao's body, and after a while, the light dimmed for a while, and then, the body of the Duhua Zen Master involuntarily fell backwards.

At this time, Yu Jinyao was closest to the Duhua Zen Master, she turned over and got up, and quickly walked around behind him to support him.

"Zen Master, are you alright?" Lin Yun, Jian Er, Mo Bing'er, and Shantideva all stood up and surrounded them, looking at Zen Master Duhua worriedly.

Zen Master Duhua smiled weakly, reluctantly raised a hand and waved it at everyone, and said, "It's okay, the poor monk is just over-depleted...... Princess, princess her...... Uh......" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to point to the guide, but before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.

A hint of astonishment flashed in Shantideva's eyes, and after a long silence, he put his finger on Duhua's neck and said to the others: "Don't look at it, Zen Master, Duhua Zen Master, he has passed away." ”

"What!"

"How so!"

Lin Yun and Jian Er exclaimed at the same time.

You know, a few of them have been staying here before, and if someone makes a move on Duhua Zen Master, it is impossible for them not to know. Taking 10,000 steps back, even if Lin Yun, Mo Bing'er, or Jian Er couldn't find out, there was still Shantideva here.

But even Shantideva didn't make a move, which means that no one is unfavorable to Duhua Zen Master.

Lin Yun said in a deep voice: "Didn't the Zen Master just say that it was just over-depleted?"

Even if Duhua Zen Master is not very proficient in the way of qi training, he can still reach the realm of refining gods after nearly a hundred years of cultivation, how can such a master not know his true situation.

Unless, Duhua Zen Master didn't want to tell everyone about Yu Jinyao's life experience, but chose to hide the matter by death.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment, then turned to Shantideva and asked, "Master, may the cause of Zen Master's death be detected?"

Shantideva was silent for a long time, silently rubbing the Buddhist beads he carried with him in his hand, and then said, "'Xing' is that Zen Master Duhua provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, and that's why he got into trouble. ”

......

Duhua Zen Master passed away, the whole Lanyin Temple was exclaimed again and again, and now the Zen Master has not returned, but the Duhua Zen Master has passed away in this matter, it can really be said that the dragons have no leader.

Fortunately, the monks of Lanyin Temple are not mortals, so they quickly calmed down the emotions of everyone in the temple, and selected the eldest disciple of Zen Master Du'e to temporarily take charge of the position of abbot to preside over the overall situation.

The body of the Duhua Zen Master was parked in a large chamber, and a cleansing ceremony will be held in the coming day. Of course, this purification is not to castrate the Zen master, but to cleanse him of impurities and bury him after that.

"Jian Er, do you feel that something is wrong with this matter?" Lin Yun hugged his arms to his chest and asked Jian Er in a low voice.

Jian Er sneered: "Not only is something wrong, it's just very strange. ”

At this time, the monks who silently recited the "Mantra of Death" invariably stopped the scriptures and stepped forward one by one to say goodbye to the Duhua Zen Master, in this way to pay tribute to the first seat of the precept temple that was highly respected and self-reliant.

Lin Yun took the opportunity to whisper to Jian Er: "The two of us will come to investigate at night, remember, no one should tell anyone about this matter, just the two of us sneak into." ”

"Okay, don't worry. Jian Er was also puzzled, so he nodded and agreed.

It is not appropriate for a woman to show up on this occasion, so Mo Bing'er and Yu Jinyao waited in the wing. With this in mind, Lin Yun decided to come alone with Kenji so as not to desecrate the corpse of Zen Master Du'er.

"Huh, where's Shantideva?" Kenji looked around twice, but finally couldn't find Shantideva's tall, majestic figure.

Lin Yun shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "Maybe it's to go to the toilet." ”

After the complete memorial service to the Duhua Zen Master, Lin Yun and Jian Er sighed and walked out of the room where the body of the Duhua Zen Master was stored. The two of them glanced at each other, and there was a little bitterness in their hearts, and the clues that they had finally found were broken here.

It's just that Duhua Zen Master died because of their affairs, and they should also find the murderer of the Zen master, and maybe they will be able to get some useful information when the time comes.

"Oh no, no!" Mo Bing'er hurried from a distance, with a rare hint of panic on her pretty face.

Lin Yun took a look, but found that Mo Bing'er was holding a paper book in his hand, and a few big characters were written on the surface of the paper book with a brush: "Lin Jushi, Bai Jushi personally opened." ”

The letter is as follows: "Lin Jushi, Bai Jushi, the poor monk has been away from Foguang Temple for a while, you should turn around at this time, everything in the Yiqi country in the future will depend on you, the poor monk will not make another move, don't read." ”

"Why did Shantideva leave?" Lin Yun frowned.

"Maybe he was really worried about Foguang Temple, so he went back to the temple to deal with Xiaoxiao?" Jian Er said to Lin Yun with some uncertainty.

"Farewell, it doesn't seem to be Shantideva's style. A golden flame erupted from Lin Yun's fingertips, and the force of the book burned the letterhead left by Shantideva to ashes.

As night falls, the peak of the mountain where the Ranin Temple is located is quietly hidden by the night.

Lin Yun changed into his night clothes early, and while those monks were not paying attention, he disappeared in an instant.

"Lin Yun, do you think this was done by Shantideva?" Jian Er said to me in a secret voice.

I shook my head flatly: "Impossible, with the character of a master, it is impossible to do such a thing. ”