Chapter 32: The Temple of the Immortals
"The demon monk leaves the dust and kills innocents indiscriminately."
"Fight with your life, and capture it quickly."
The people of Black Wind Fort wore linen and filial piety one by one, and they immediately attracted everyone's attention.
In the Jizen Palace, the obscure elder sneered: "Should you come, you will still come." ”
After speaking, he gave the lonely Zen master a look.
The latter grinned: "Elder rest assured, everything is ready. ”
"Salute first, then soldier~"
As soon as the words fell, I saw a young monk with a jade face walking out of the martial arts arena.
This monk is none other than the first of the nine generations of Buddhism, a parting monk from the Zen Monastery.
Parting is an alternative in the Temple of Killing.
It's not good to kill, it's good to be written.
In addition, he is handsome and has the compassionate temperament of Buddhism, which is most suitable for being the external spokesperson of the Killing Temple.
"Amitabha, sins and sins."
"A few donors, and slow to get angry."
"If there is any misunderstanding, please tell me in detail."
He clasped his hands together, eternal and delicate, and when his eyebrows were lowered, he all revealed the appearance of 'my Buddha is compassionate, and all living beings are suffering'.
It makes people feel a touch of shame in their hearts for no reason: Killing Temple, there are also real monks!
In an instant, the noise of the Black Wind Castle weakened by seven points.
One of them saw that he was pious like a Buddha when he parted, and he returned a salute directly.
"Ahem, Master, I'm here just to find the truth."
……
After some description, everyone knew what was going on.
It turned out that this matter was also related to Xiangfei Valley.
At that time, Xiangfei Valley held a 'bamboo shoot competition'.
Ma Liangcai, a disciple of Black Wind Castle, has some strength, and he has the support of the Ghost Sect behind him.
Therefore, stay in front of the Lookout Gorge and do not let anyone else pass.
Lichen had an argument with him at the time.
For this reason, he also had a big battle with He Cangwu.
In the end, it was in the hands of He Cangwu that he killed Ma Liangcai.
This incident is also recorded in the deeds of Lichen in the "Golden Scale List".
And this Ma Liangcai's status in the Black Wind Castle is not low.
is not only the first disciple of the third generation, but also accepted as a righteous son by the lord of Black Wind Castle.
In fact, the matter of this righteous son was only recently reported, and nine times out of ten, it was fabricated in order to make a big fuss about the killing temple today.
"Amitabha, sins and sins."
"It turns out that this is the case, that Ma Shi Master is out and about ruining the reputation of Blackwind Castle.
Senior Brother Lichen really couldn't stand it, so he fought to eliminate the harm and clean up the night, and the Black Wind Castle didn't need to say thank you. ”
“……”
A group of Black Wind Castle disciples were stunned, what about playing?!
"Thanks? Thank you, big head! ”
"Sure enough, there is nothing good about the bald donkey!"
"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the dust!"
"Yes, hand over the dust, and your Killing Temple will hold a ceremony normally."
Five or six people started yelling again.
At this time, the ghost child of the Ghost Sect suddenly looked at him slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the disciples of the Lieguang Pavilion came out of the crowd and joined the denunciation team: "Yes, I killed other people's disciples for nothing, and the Killing Temple is too unauthentic." ”
"Anyway, someone should be called out."
"Yes, yes, it's not like words, it's not like words."
"What kind of grudge or grudge, just kill people?"
"Monks, how can you have any compassion at all."
Soon, the disciples of Broken Vein Mountain also joined in.
The Black Wind Castle, the Blazing Light Pavilion, and the Broken Vein Mountain are all under the command of the Ghost Sect.
There is no doubt that behind this operation is the Ghost Sect.
And the others just happened to see the excitement.
Everyone is not interested in killing the Buddha at all, and they all think about the killing red lotus of the killing temple.
In short, it's a killing temple, and the more chaotic the better.
A few of them weren't messy enough and took the opportunity to shout a few times.
But at this time, a different voice suddenly came from the crowd: "The evil demon is crooked, it is really rampant, the rights and wrongs have long been decided, and the dust mage destroys the demon and defends the way, and there is justice in the world." ”
"That's right! The disciples of Black Wind Castle, black and white, help and abuse. ”
But it was Ming Jiang and others from Xiangfei Valley who came out of the crowd and had a fierce verbal confrontation with them.
For a while, the noise in the martial arts arena was even louder.
In this way, it is more in the heart of the heart.
Drunkard Qu Huanbo and spiritless Hou Xiaoyi, when they glanced at each other, they both felt that there must be something strange in them.
On the other side, the Ghost Sect's Venerable Qing Wei smiled secretly in his heart, and when he saw that the time was ripe, he glanced at the ghost baby beside him, and the latter groaned: "That's it...... It is better to ask the parties to come forward to confront them first. ”
Seeing the voice of the Ghost Sect, the angry scolding seemed to have a backbone, and gradually stopped.
Instead, he waved his flag to the side and shouted: "That's right, face to face." ”
"Hand them over first!"
The parting was still with his hands folded, and his face was slightly sad, which made people unbearable to scold.
"Don't hide it from your benefactors, the monk who killed the Buddha this time is the junior brother of Lichen."
"So, you can see Senior Brother Lichen in a while."
Before his words fell, there was a sudden shout from the crowd: "Killing the Buddha, what a big shelf!" ”
These words are like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.
Sure enough, they are all masters who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.
"Hand over the Killing Buddha."
"What kind of ghosts and Buddhas, they are all wild fox Zen."
"Shrinking the head...... Yes! ”
A scream rang out.
Finally broke the noise.
But it was a monk who was blindly coaxing outside the crowd, seemingly from a small sect that was not well-known, and was immediately overturned to the front by a stick.
Yes~
Before anyone could understand what was going on.
The screams have been heard one after another.
Seven or eight figures were thrown in the field, grinning in pain.
Immediately overwhelmed the commotion just now.
But I saw the three of them come out in formation.
A knife, a stick, a whip.
It is the refuge in the Three Jewels.
The long whip swept away, and the chaotic stick was drawn out, and it hit the seven or eight monks fiercely, and the skin and flesh were opened, and blood foamed everywhere.
All of a sudden, there were only seven or eight screams left in the martial arts arena.
I smiled secretly in my parting heart, and I was very satisfied with the current effect.
The disciples of small sects and small sects do not have the support of big forces behind them.
Beat up the white beating.
It can also play a good role in killing chickens and monkeys.
"Amitabha, sins and sins."
"These donors, with foul language, really insult the quiet place of my Buddhism."
"I hope you donors understand."
He said this, and his face still had that compassionate look on his face.
However, the whip of the Killing Temple was heavier at once, and each whip could scrape away a piece of flesh and blood from the body.
Three of them fainted, but the whip continued.
The seven people were beaten until the flesh and blood on the seven people were blurred, and the blood flowed all over the ground, like dead corpses, before the whip stopped.
It makes people gasp and feel numb.
Sure enough, seeing this tragic situation, many people shut up one after another.
There was already a bit of timidity in his eyes.
I have heard that the Killing Temple used to be a demon giant.
Notoriously ruthless.
How can I retreat for more than 200 years, and the anger is still so big?
"Amitabha."
"Next?"
Everyone was stunned.
Parting scratched his scalp and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand." ”
"What does the little monk mean, who else?"
Black Wind Castle, Blazing Light Pavilion, Broken Vein Mountain, those disciples who were very enthusiastic just now secretly glanced at the Ghost Sect.
Venerable Qing Wei said secretly: This is not the time to tear your face.
So I didn't squint, as if everything had nothing to do with me.
On the contrary, the monks around him, each holding a stick, rubbing their hands.
The monks wanted to cry in their hearts without tears: MD, it's too cruel, what kind of immortal temple is this.
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