Master Lingzheng looked at the painting, and saw three monsters racing one after another.

The leader is a monkey-faced black armor, holding a bloody long stick, stepping on the corpses like a river, full of evil spirit, full of murderous energy, and another person in the middle with fat pig ears, full of fat intestines, full of fangs, carrying a nine-toothed nail rake on his shoulders, and hanging two heads.

The last person, the blue-faced demon pupils, the red-haired grimace, the skull on the neck is hundreds, the wooden staff in his hand is full of blood, and the group of four people is in the same painting, all of them are not like people all the way.

Lingzheng's brows were tightly knit when he saw this painting, and everyone in the Xuanzi generation disciples felt uncomfortable.

"I heard that the three disciples of Master Xuanzang have all achieved positive results, I don't know who the three in this painting are?" Lingzheng asked again as he pointed to the three people who had been painted in strange shapes.

"The day before yesterday, a master told me that the heart is the Buddha, the heart is the Buddha, the heart is not separated from the Buddha, the Buddha is not centrifuged, Master Lingzheng is a monk who has attained the Tao, how can he learn from the layman, and he is obsessed with the appearance."

Lu Hanjiang shook his head with a sigh, then raised his legs and walked past Lingzheng, and said jokingly: "Isn't Buddhism the world's people, aren't they all like this, why should the master be humble." ”

A word made Lingzheng's eyes widen, and he swept the four masters and apprentices on the painting again, only to feel that the bloody aura in the sky was about to overflow from the pen and ink.

A group of Xuanzi disciples exclaimed one after another, and then everyone's eyes looking at Lu Hanjiang became extremely unkind.

Lingzheng was angry, everyone was cold-eyed, and Lu Hanjiang laughed: "Look, isn't this the same?" ”

Led people directly across the mountain gate, without the slightest emotion, a group of Xuanzi disciples were full of anger, in the crowd, the Xuanku monk looked at Lu Hanjiang's back and sighed slightly.

The good intentions of the Shaolin Temple were shattered by this gift, and the two families could not even maintain a superficial peace now.

The contradiction that occurred at the mountain gate, which was not a contradiction, was immediately passed into the ears of the abbot of the spiritual sky of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Abbot! This carefree kid dares to despise me so much, he really doesn't take me Shaolin seriously! Hearing what Lu Hanjiang had done, someone in the hall immediately spoke out angrily.

The gaze of the abbot of the Lingkong was unwavering, and he just calmly stared at the entrance of the main hall, waiting for the arrival of the people from the Freedom Sect as before.

The rest of the people saw that the abbot was unmoved, and immediately a monk was not angry: "Senior Brother Lingkong, this free and easy sect is separated from the wind, and Bao Buqi is also complicit with that person, it is better to let the junior brother go to meet him first!" ”

The so-called temple to worship the Buddha, to advance the mountain gate, Shaolin is a Buddhist temple, the gate can be entered by everyone, but at the same time Shaolin is also a martial arts sect, Lingkong, the abbot abbot, is not everyone can see.

The meaning of this monk is obvious, Yue Lifeng looked down on them Shaolin, and made humiliating words, and they also asked the abbot to greet them here, isn't this a self-inferior.

It's a pity that before this person can get out of the main hall, he called the abbot of Lingkong to stop.

"Sit down."

The abbot of Lingkong said calmly: "The guest is coming from afar, and we can't afford to lose our courtesy." ”

Although the abbot was not stern, his prestige in the temple was extraordinary, and the monk gritted his teeth and struggled for a moment, as if he had lost his strength, and sat back in his place in despair.

The hall of the Great Majesty was quiet again, and when the incense offerings on the case were burned out three times, the sound of a woman frolicking finally came from outside the door.

Lu Hanjiang and others, who had been touring and enjoying all the way, finally came to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, accompanied by Cui Yixiao, the deputy thousand households of the brocade clothes and seven hundred households.

"Abbot of the Lingkong, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?" Lu Hanjiang stepped forward and hugged his fists, and opened his mouth to greet cordially, as if the humiliation outside the mountain gate just now was not done by him.

"The poor monk is old, not as young as the young hero."

The abbot of Lingkong and several elders got up from the futon, he looked at Lu Hanjiang with a pair of old eyes, and asked, "Yue Shaoxia and all the adults came from afar, I don't know why?" ”

"There are disturbances on the rivers and lakes, which is very annoying to the adults of Jinyiwei, but the abbot doesn't have to worry, this son's trip is not for this matter."

Lu Hanjiang's sentence made these Shaolin monks a little surprised, I thought that he came with Jinyiwei to ask the teacher for this big chaos, and the most unfortunate thing was to use the topic to play, who knew that it was not.

"Amitabha, please also ask the young man to speak clearly." The abbot of the spiritual sky said slowly.

Lu Hanjiang smiled slightly, turned his body sideways, and made way for him, and Cai Wei in the back stepped forward slowly, and the monks were surprised to find that today's protagonist was not this disciple of the Carefree Sect?

Cai Wei's clothes have obvious Miao color, and she is self-reported: "Lingyue Clan Cai Wei, I have seen the predecessors of Southern Shaolin." ”

The abbot of Lingkong almost immediately knew the identity of the other party, and he was surprised: "Could it be that the benefactor is Her Excellency the Holy Maiden of Miaojiang?" ”

Cai Wei nodded slightly, Lingkong's eyes became a little more serious, and he said: "The tragic incident of the Lingyue Clan, the poor monk is also worried after knowing about it, I don't know what is the situation of the Lingyue Clan now?" ”

Cai Wei lowered her head a little gloomily: "Except for Cai Wei, no one in the Lingyue Ju clan has been spared. ”

Hearing the calamity, the senior monks present showed a sad look on their faces, and the abbot of Lingkong sighed: "Amitabha, the great elder of the Miao Land and the poor monk also had a few fates, but I never thought that after the old man withered, even his ethnic group suffered from this calamity. ”

The Lingkong monk sighed and said: "In the past, the Great Elder Lingyue also had some kindness to my Southern Shaolin, but now that Her Excellency the Holy Maiden is here, if you have any difficulties, you can speak." ”

Lu Hanjiang was a little surprised by these words, but he didn't expect that the great elder was really powerful, not only with Bei Yingzi, but also with the big names in the rivers and lakes, who seemed to have some friendship with her.

What the abbot of Lingkong said was not polite, he said such a thing as the abbot of Southern Shaolin, even if this Caiwei opened his mouth, the other party would only grit his teeth and admit it, after all, the words have been spoken, it is a matter of face, and there is no way back.

However, Cai Wei is an honest person, she did not use this as an excuse to make Shaolin difficult, but directly asked the doubts in her heart.

After listening to this, the abbot of Lingkong was silent for a long time before he said: "The person in the mouth of Your Excellency the Holy Maiden, the poor monk may recognize. ”

This remark made Lu Hanjiang and Cai Wei's eyes light up, and the latter hurriedly said: "Please also ask the abbot to inform!" ”

Who knew that the abbot of Lingkong shook his head: "This person's martial arts are extremely high, if His Excellency the Holy Maiden wants to seek revenge on him, I am afraid that he is powerless." ”

To be able to make the abbot of Southern Shaolin call his martial arts extremely high, I am afraid that the ability of that person is far beyond Cai Wei's expectations.

But Cai Wei did not give up because of this, she said persistently: "Please the abbot read the old love and inform Cai Wei of the origin of this person's name and surname!" ”

The abbot of Lingkong sighed slightly, he folded his hands, and recited Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, and after a while, he said again: "The poor monk knows that His Excellency the Holy Maiden has a grudge in his heart, and the blood feud of the clan is not something that words can resolve, please rest assured, this person's name and surname, the poor monk will tell him bluntly." ”

"Thank you, Abbot." Cai Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

"However," the abbot of Lingkong suddenly changed his words, and he stared at Cai Wei with deep eyes and said: "This time the Lingyue has changed greatly, although the holy woman has escaped from great difficulties, but Her Excellency the poor monk Guan Holy Maiden has been attacked by the bloody qi into his heart, and he is afraid that his life is in danger, please stay in the temple for the time being, and wait for the poor monk to wash away this evil qi for you, and then seek revenge." ”

These words shocked the audience, and Lu Hanjiang whistled heartlessly, what did the abbot of Lingkong mean by this, did he want to leave Cai Wei behind?

(End of chapter)