The Phantom Dragon Monk lifted the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for the second young Li Xia, and then poured it himself, and said with a smile: "Such a good tea, why don't you drink another cup of tea, even if you enter Shaolin, it is not in the time of a cup of tea." www.biquge.info If the little donor can't wait, if you have anything to say, you might as well talk to the old man first, or you can give the little donor an answer immediately. It seems to be a great enemy of life and death, with a calm tone and an indifferent look, as if he is greeting a stranger.

Li Ershao snorted heavily, and said coldly: "It is best for the great monk to reply on his behalf, and there are only three requirements for the next one: First, the Shaolin Temple will be closed immediately, and the disciples will be disbanded immediately." Second, the senior monks above the head of the family immediately cut off their arms and reflected on them, and the head of Wukong immediately rehabilitated Ping Chaoxue and returned my innocence to the people of the rivers and lakes of the six factions and seven provinces. Third, I have to talk to the head of Wukong alone and let him judge himself to pay for the guilt he owes. ”

The Phantom Dragon Monk's face changed slightly, and he said slowly: "The little donor doesn't ask too much?"

Li Ershao laughed arrogantly, and said wantonly: "Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, and I think that this is already lenient, and I think that Master Wukong will not spare his own life and ignore the thousands of lives of the whole temple!"

His gloomy words were like the words of the king of Hades, and the old monk of the phantom dragon was also shocked when he heard it, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his sad eyes looked up at the gray sky outside the hall, and he said: "Regardless of whether the little donor's request is ruthless or benevolent, this relationship is too great, the old man is no longer the head of Shaolin, so he naturally can't make the decision, everything is still to be solved after the head arrives, so please wait for a while." ”

Li Ershao understood the painstaking efforts of the old monk of Phantom Light, and said coldly: "Wait for him to have a stick of incense in the next place, and after a while, hmph, it is no wonder that in the next place, all the consequences should be borne by him Wukong." ”

The old monk of the phantom dragon smiled slightly, showed a strange look, and said slowly: "The old monk guarantees that the time for one stick of incense is more than enough. ”

So Li Ershao was silent, he felt that he had nothing to say, and was waiting quietly. The phantom dragon monk didn't say a word at this time, and actually closed his eyes on the futon to recuperate. In this silent atmosphere, in this unbearable time, the two seem to be comparing patience and determination, of course, although the two of them do not say a word on the surface, but in their hearts, why don't they not fluctuate in the tide of thought, and there are thousands of thoughts?

It was also in this hall when it was so calm that you could hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground, and a group of people appeared at the crescent moon door leading to the rear outside the hall, led by Master Wukong, the head of Shaolin, and on the side were the father and daughter of Shenbu Yunzhong, as well as the heads of the four factions of Wudang, Emei, Kunlun, and Diancang, followed by masters such as the masters of the Seven Dao Alliance, and Lu Yi, the soul chasing judge, and Li Peng of the vulture......

They stopped in front of the crescent moon gate, looking at the Daxiong Hall that was bursting with incense from afar. Exactly, it is still the yellow dragon soaring into the air, the pearl on the head is a little red, the fog is not raining, and the snowflakes are fluttering without the wind.

Each of them had a slightly different expression on their faces, and from the expressions of each of them there was a hint of it, and no one knew it except their own hearts, and from the excited eyes they showed showed that they had adopted the strategy of the Divine Shadow in the Clouds. However, in addition to the excitement, Master Wukong's face was also mixed with a kind of grief and excitement. Also, on the face of the shadow in the clouds, there was still a heavy and inextricable feeling of guilt, as for why, only he knew in his own heart. In addition, judging from its cloudy face, there is also a complex expression of pity and grief. In short, they each have their own different minds.

I saw Shen Bu Yun Zhongying said solemnly: "Now that everything is ready, the Phantom Dragon Master has brought the Central Plains human demon into the main hall, and the head of the sect should give the order......"

Master Wukong sighed slowly, two tears fell from his eyes, and he said resentfully: "The old man really can't bear it, although that kid is innocent of death, but how can the old man bear to be buried with his uncle, not to mention that there is also the head of Tai Chi, it is too murderous, not to mention that Uncle Phantom Dragon has taken good care of me since he stepped into the master's door, but today ......" said the sad scene, and gradually cried silently.

Shen Bu Yun Zhongying sighed and persuaded in a heavy tone: "Although the master's compassionate heart and the wind of righteousness are admirable, but in the face of this major event, the old man absolutely disapproves, since the master is the head of the seven factions of martial arts, he should lose the small self and become the big self." He said that his white hair fluttered, obviously arousing emotion, and he scanned the martial arts masters and the heads of the four factions with sharp eyes, and said emotionally: " Although the Phantom Dragon Master is one of the only four monks left in the past hundred years of the Gui faction, since he knows the decision-making of the master, he is willing to accompany the Central Plains demon boy, obviously he has made up his mind to die, and his determination and will to sacrifice himself to eradicate the great sin and stabilize the martial arts will not only win the general admiration of the martial arts, and be famous through the ages, and be regarded as a model, but also a comfort to him himself, and die well. As for the life and death of the head of Tai Chi, the master does not have to worry about it, the martial arts will not scold you for ignoring the morality of the rivers and lakes and abandoning it, because there must be different dispositions in different situations, for the current painstaking planning, paid such a price, when the great work is about to be completed, in front of the situation that affects the whole body, whether the martial arts can be preserved, all relying on this move, who can say that the master is unjust?"

Shenbu said this in one breath, wiped his white beard, blinked his eyes, and waited anxiously for Master Wukong to say something, because without his order, no matter how strict the arrangement was, it could not be implemented. At this time, Wukong, the current head of Shaolin, stared at the Daxiong Treasure Hall outside the fifty staff in a daze, and the hand holding the green jade staff trembled slightly, standing still, showing the pain and contradiction in the old monk's heart.

Yun Caixia, who was guarding the shadow of the gods, knew how powerful it was, because she was around her father Yun Zhongying, and knew that he and the head of Shaolin discussed the strategy of dealing with the second young man, they had buried the explosives under the Daxiong Bao Palace, and as soon as the Shaolin head Wukong ordered, the explosives were ignited, and the phantom dragon monk and the Tai Chi master and the second young Li Xia in the hall would be burned with the jade of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and the ashes would be destroyed.

For this reason, after thinking about it, she couldn't calm down, and it was really difficult to control the feelings in her heart, and suddenly she wowed, cried bitterly, and cried to her father Yun Zhongying: "Dad, I beg your subordinates to be merciful, don't deal with him like this, I can persuade him and let him leave......"

She pleaded bitterly with her father, although she also hated the murderous nature of the second young Li Xia and did not listen to her persuasion, but she also remembered her lovesickness for him, and there was still attachment to him in her heart, as well as feelings that she would never forget. Besides, she is a girl who has just fallen in love, once she falls in love with a man, can she forget it? Moreover, Li Ershao is her first lover, and his voice and smile are all engraved in her heart, and there is a lingering sorrow around her, if she wants to forget it completely, it will be really difficult!

Her sudden words couldn't help but make the masters on the left and right feel stunned, and looked sideways, even Shen Bu Yun Zhongying's face changed, feeling that her daughter was too uncompromising, which made Lao Tzu lose face, and a burst of anger suddenly rose in her heart, and her stern gaze immediately shot on Yun Caixia's face, this sinister Yun Zhongying, who surpassed the masters of the seven factions, had never been so cruel to his only daughter, today, he was really a little angry.

Eyes are the windows of people's hearts, and people have a scale in their hearts, and the masters of various factions have seen that Yun Caixia has a good impression of Li Ershao, and speculates that she is in love with that kid. Yun Zhongying had nothing to do with Li Ershao in order to get rid of himself, he had denied it in front of the masters of various factions before, saying that his daughter would not fall in love with him, but now she actually said such things in front of so many people, which made him very embarrassed, and asked him to put Yun Zhongying's old face where to put it? Isn't this letting him slap himself in the mouth? What's more, Master Wukong is still hesitating at this juncture, how can he not make Yun Zhongying angry at this critical juncture.

He suddenly reached out in anger and slapped her in the mouth. On Yun Caixia's pink left cheek, five bright red fingerprints were immediately imprinted. She couldn't help but be stunned, when she came into contact with her father's cold and cold gaze, a chill appeared from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but be discouraged, thinking that her father's love for her was not true love from the heart, but from the use of herself, and when her love conflicted with his intentions, the balance of love would never be in favor of herself. In order to alleviate the conflict with her father, she obediently threw herself into the arms of Yun Zhongying, sobbing and saying: "Dad, it is the daughter's unfilial piety, which makes your old man angry......" The voice showed her inner excitement and complexity, and she was helpless and uneasy under love and family affection.

Shen Buyun Zhongying peeked at the people left and right, snorted heavily in his nose, and shouted: "Don't stop talking, stand aside quietly for me." At this critical moment, he had no intention of rambling with his daughter anymore, because the big thing had not yet been done, so he anxiously said to the head of Shaolin: "Don't miss the opportunity, the time will not come again, master, time is worth a thousand gold, why don't you give an order......"

The head of Wukong hesitated and said: "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror has a high platform, there is nothing to come and go, why bother to stir up dust." Buddhism pays attention to compassion, I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, if I sacrifice one person and can save the lives of thousands of people, this is not only compassion, but also the purpose of my Buddha's original Buddhism to universalize all sentient beings, not to mention ......"

Shen Buyun Zhongying hurriedly argued and said: "No, the master doesn't dare to agree with the old man, just now the master has seen it clearly on the side, if it weren't for the fact that the Phantom Dragon Master, the head of the three elders of the Dharma Academy of your faction, ordered to rescue the head of Tai Chi because of the idea of benevolence, how could the incomparably powerful one hundred and eight Arhats' demon subduing array be burst out alive by the boy of the Central Plains Human Demon? This confirms the kindness to the enemy, that is, the cruelty to oneself, Master Wanwang should not repeat the mistakes of Master Phantom Dragon and let Shaolin fall into the bottomless abyss!"

Wukong's head couldn't help the rhetoric of the shadow in the clouds, sighed faintly, and muttered: "It seems that the old man is old and incompetent, and he is useless, and he is afraid to face the reality, but he does not dare to make a decision immediately...... What Yun Daxia said is extremely true. After saying that, his depressed demeanor immediately returned to his usual heaviness and stability, raised the green jade staff, and said in a low voice: "Where is the Dharma Protector Master Wujing, Senior Brother?"

The order has been issued, from behind the crescent moon gate walked out of a fifty-year-old monk holding a Zen staff, instantly bypassed the group of heroes, faced the head of the bow bow, bowed down and said: "Disciple enlightenment, wait for the master's decree." ”

The head of Shaolin paused his Zen staff and said: "The herald hits the bell!" Wujing monk agreed, his body shook, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, he flew towards the bell tower. In an instant, the loud bell in the Shaolin Temple rang.

When-when-when-when!The loud and melodious bell vibrates all over the world, fills the air, and sends it into the eardrums. This bell, according to tradition, indicates that there is a major event in the Shaolin Temple, but who would have thought that today's bell is a signal of death, a prelude to the funeral, and a bell of death!

With the sound of the ancient and noble bells, the apse immediately resounded with a piece of Sanskrit chanting by thousands of people, the sound of loud chanting, and the melodious bells that rang one after another, which made people feel infinitely solemn, heavy, mournful and desolate! Is it inevitable that another bloody killing will be inevitable?