After arguing for a while, the monks of the White Horse Temple finally drove Yingwei out of the square.

But Yingwei didn't leave, he was at the entrance of the square, pushing and shoving seven or eight monks, and shouting inside: "You stinky monks, let me in!"

The monks naturally didn't dare to let him in, but they didn't dare to violently drive people out, after all, Yingwei represented the queen, and he didn't look at the monk's face but also the Buddha's face.

"Amitabha." Zhizhu walked to Li Mu's side and whispered that Yingwei came every day during this time, and the White Horse Temple was overwhelmed, and he hoped that Li Mu would play the queen and let him stop disturbing the peace of Shizun Huineng.

"That's what you mean?" Li Mu asked thoughtfully.

Zhizhu was stunned for a moment and said, "It's the meaning of the poor monk, and it's also the meaning of Uncle Huide."

"Huide?" Li Mu had no impression of this monk, but at this time, from Zhizhu's mouth, his identity must not be simple, and he guessed, "Could it be that he is the new abbot of the White Horse Temple?"

Ji-joo nodded.

Li Mu sighed lightly: Sure enough, this time and that time.

When Huineng was still there, the White Horse Temple was close to the queen, but Huineng passed away and Huide ascended the throne, so he immediately had to leave the relationship with the queen.

This can be seen from the fact that the monk of the White Horse Temple stopped Yingwei three or four times.

People go to tea and cool, nothing more than that.

However, Li Mu was not angry, he said softly: "Yingwei is the leader of the Hanlin Academy, representing the face of the queen, you drive Yingwei out, where will the queen's face go?"

"This ......" Zhizhu was stunned, he just wanted not to let Yingwei disturb the master, but he forgot about this stubble, but why did Uncle Huide also ......

Zhizhu shook his head and asked, "Donor, what should we do to save the queen's face and keep the master from being disturbed by the outside world?"

"It's very simple, let Yingwei take a closer look at Master Huineng's body." Li Mudao.

"But the master is ......" Zhizhu was entangled, the reason why the master died was because the relics were broken, and the five decays of heaven and man died, if this matter spreads, what will happen to the master's reputation?

Seeing that he was hesitant, Li Mu understood his worries in a flash, so he said, "I met Master Huineng half a month ago, and at that time, he had been broken by someone to lose his relics, and there was a hidden sign of the five decays of heaven and man, Zhizhu, are you worried about your master's name?"

Zhizhu's expression changed drastically: "The donor already knows? The queen ......."

"If the queen knew, how could she send someone to find out the cause of Master Huineng's death?" Li Mu asked rhetorically.

Zhizhu nodded, and then showed embarrassment, hesitation, and pleading: "Donor, poor monk, that, my master and him...... Can you ......?"

Li Mu said, "I can keep it a secret, but I want to check on Master Huineng up close."

"Why is that? Didn't the donor already know the cause of the master's death?" Zhizhu was puzzled.

"I am the deacon of the Hanlin Academy, and I am the queen's person, as long as I see the body of Master Huineng, the queen's face will be saved, and you will naturally not have to see Yingwei's face again in the future." Li Mu said with a smile.

"What the donor said is very true, then it will trouble the donor." Zhizhu's eyes lit up slightly, and he bowed deeply to Li Mu.

Li Mu nodded slightly, walked towards Huineng's coffin, and looked sideways at the entrance of the square, where Yingwei was still pushing and scolding with those monks.

As if sensing Li Mu's gaze, Yingwei also looked over, just in time to see Li Mu coming to Huineng coffin with a smile on his face, and then possessed him.

"How can it be!

」

Yingwei was furious, and a violent sword burst out from his body, forcing the seven or eight monks who had stopped him to retreat again and again!

"You bald donkeys, don't let me see Huineng's body, but allow Li Mu to check it! I've put up with you for a long time, and you've deceived people too much!

」

The golden sword shot straight into the sky, and with Yingwei as the center, it spread wildly in all directions!

The monks in the square were shocked, and hurriedly came over to form a formation, and in an instant, the golden Buddha light surged, turning into a 100-meter-sized "swastika" Buddha pattern, accompanied by bursts of chanting, and the sword was blocked with a bang!

Bang bang bang......

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The bluestone floor tiles on the field cracked one after another in the terrifying roar, overflowing with dust.

And the 100-meter-sized "swastika" Buddha pattern was also forced to retreat again and again, and where it passed, the bluestone floor tiles cracked!

"Hahaha, you bald donkeys are nothing more than that, I knew you were weak, I should have cut you with a knife!" Yingwei laughed wildly.

However, before he finished laughing, something happened suddenly!

"Amitabha, who dares to be presumptuous in the White Horse Temple!"

I saw that in the Qiyun Pagoda more than 100 meters high, dozens of old monks with white beards and white eyebrows suddenly rushed out, each wearing a wide monk's robe that was washed white, they flew in the air, the monk's robe hunted, and the gentle golden Buddha light rose like the rising sun, gushing out of their bodies, and then shrouded the whole square.

And the golden sword that soared into the sky was also like snow meeting the sun, quickly "dissolving" and dissipating.

Yingwei was shocked, he was a powerful existence in the top ten of the heavenly list, and asked himself except for Li Muze, who could stop him?

However, this group of old monks ......

Yingwei was shocked and angry, coupled with the monk's double standard, he was so angry that he almost crushed his bad teeth!

"I'm not convinced!

Ying Wei saw that he couldn't beat the other party, and immediately began to reason with them!

"Why don't you let me see Huineng's body, but Li Mu can?" Ying Wei said angrily: "Do you look down on my Ying family, or look down on the queen!

」

"Amitabha!"

At this time, the new abbot of the White Horse Temple, Huide, came to the wind.

The sword gang that just shot straight into the sky can be seen within a radius of more than ten miles, and almost everyone in the mountain in front of the White Horse Temple has seen it!

Huide was worried that something would happen and rushed over as soon as possible.

Sure enough, it's you...... Huide glanced at Yingwei, snorted lightly, and when he looked at Huineng's coffin, his face suddenly changed.

"What are you doing, this benefactor!" Huide rushed straight towards Li Mu, his robe fluttering, rolling up ripples, trying to force Li Mu back.

Li Mu just waved his hand, and he completely destroyed Huide's methods, and at this time, Zhizhu also hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Huide donor, Li Shizhu saw the master half a month ago, he already knew the cause of the master's death, and he did this just to take care of the queen's face, so that no one would disturb the master's peace."

"You know what!" Huide scolded angrily, then flashed to the coffin, and went to pull Li Mu: "Donor, this is the White Horse Temple, don't ...... it."

"Don't want anything?" Li Mu waved his hand lightly, and countless fragments of cyan sword swords gushed out from the pores of his hand, dazzling and sharp!

Huide just glanced at it, and he felt that his eyes were tingling, and the edge of it made him tremble!

How could there be such a terrible sword gang in this world?

Wait a minute!

He is......

Poetry Sword Immortal Li Mu?!

Huide was shocked, he quickly closed his momentum and took three steps back, avoiding Li Mujiangang's edge.

"Amitabha!" At this time, the old monks who rushed out of the Qiyun Pagoda came behind Huide, and the monks who had been sitting on the ground and chanting the scriptures before also got up and retreated to both sides.

"It turned out to be the arrival of the Poetry Sword Immortal." Huide clasped his hands together and said, "Senior Brother I have always been kind to you, but why did you desecrate Senior Brother's body after he passed away?"

"That's a big hat." Li Mu frowned and said coldly: "But I was ordered by the queen to come to check the cause of Master Huineng's death.

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"Amitabha." Huide's face remained unchanged, and he said, "The White Horse Temple is a place outside the square, and the senior brother of this seat is also a person outside the square, this time he died in bliss, what does it have to do with the imperial court? What does it have to do with the Queen? What do you have to do with the poetry and sword fairy of the world?"

"Master Huide, Master Li Shi, he is ......" Zhizhu was anxious, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was glared at by Huide!

"Zhizhu, this seat ordered you to protect the body of Senior Brother Huineng, but you let outsiders come into contact, do you know what is wrong?" Huide shouted in a deep voice.

"Disciple, disciple......" Zhizhu didn't know what to say for a while.

"Abbot Huide!" Li Mu walked up to Zhizhu and said coldly, "Master Huineng's bones are not cold, do you want to turn the White Horse Temple into your Yiyan Hall for his personal disciples?"

"Shut up!" Huide was shocked, he didn't dare to take this hat, and hurriedly reprimanded angrily: "What a sharp-toothed poetry sword immortal, don't think that you are kind to Senior Brother Huineng, so you can wantonly meddle in the affairs of my White Horse Temple!" With this seat, you should accept this heart as soon as possible!"

"Oh, it turns out that Abbot Huide knows that I have a relationship with Master Huineng, in that case, your reaction just now is very suspicious." Li Mu looked at him playfully.

"I didn't recognize you just now, huh!" Huide snorted coldly, and the breath on his body was like a stormy wave, blowing the robe and hunting.

"Really? I believe you, but ......" Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked coldly, "Dare to ask Abbot Huide, Master Huineng's relic...... Where have you been?"

Just now Li Mu looked at Huineng's corpse, and instantly sensed that something was wrong, that was the relic!

Although Huineng's relics were broken, they were not destroyed, how could they disappear?

It must have been taken away!

At first, Li Mu thought that the monk of the White Horse Temple took out Huineng's relics and placed them on the top floor of the Qiyun Pagoda, which is also the custom of the White Horse Temple for thousands of years.

However, judging from the successive reactions of this Huide after seeing him, it seems that this is not the case!

Li Mu stared at Huide's facial expression, and sure enough, he found that his Tong hole shrank at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Amitabha, so that the donor may know." At this time, an old monk behind Huide walked out and said, "When Senior Brother Huineng passed away, the relics in his body dissipated."

"Dust to dust, dust to dust." The rest of the old monks clasped their hands together: "Amitabha, good, good."

A faint light flashed in Huide's eyes, and he said coldly, "Shi Jian Immortal asked about Senior Brother Huineng's relics, could it be that he coveted Senior Brother Huineng's relics? How could it be that he should be a ...... in vain?"

"What a joke!" At this time, Li Mu was already convinced that the disappearance of Huineng's relics was related to Huide, and even Huineng's death could be ......

He laughed angrily and said sharply, "The relics are the embodiment of Master Huineng's lifelong Dharma cultivation, how can they dissipate silently? Masters, this set of rhetoric was told to you by Abbot Huide!"

"This ......" The old monks looked at each other.

Indeed, they either studied the Dharma or practiced with great concentration, and it was not until the day after Huineng's death that they received the news.

"Li Mu!

Huide was furious, and the breath in his body surged, turning into a wave of Dao qi blowing around: "You have humiliated this seat again and again, what do you want!

」

"You'll find out soon!" Li Mu stretched out his hand coldly, and in the next moment, the brilliant sword heart buried deep in the Mud Pill Palace suddenly turned into a blue light, passing through his meridians and coming to the palm of his hand.

In the next moment, a brilliant cyan sword light gushed out from Li Mu's palm, and the monks subconsciously looked over, only to see a cyan sword blade the thickness of a little finger floating out of Li Mu's palm.

The surface of the blade was blue and colorful, like substance, and there were three rays of light next to it that exuded the breath of Tiangang.

The Three Realms of Tiangang...... Everyone instantly understood Li Mu's cultivation.

It's just that......

An old monk asked, "Master Li, is this ......?"

"This is my Kenshin." Li Mu sneered, "Everyone, please see, my sword heart is an ethereal thing?"

Huide's face changed drastically.

But the monk behind him reacted instantly.

Whether it is Li Mu's sword heart or Huineng's relics, they are essentially the condensation of their respective practices, if Li Mu's sword heart is an entity, then Huineng's relics should also be ......

A group of old monks hurriedly sensed carefully.

Soon, their faces changed.

Because, this sword heart is actually between the entity and the illusory, if it is said to be illusory, but the sword light in it is pure and condensed, like the substance, if it is the entity, the terrifying sword light in it seems to be able to explode at any time and turn into nothingness!

An old monk slowly turned around, looked at the pale Huide, and said, "Senior Brother Huide, what's going on?"

"Senior Brother Huicong, don't listen to his nonsense, he wants to split my White Horse Temple!

Huide said urgently.

"Huide! Do you still have to quibble!" Another old monk asked, "Senior Brother Hui Neng is a cultivator of the Seventy-two Realms of Earth Evil, although his relics are not as good as Li Shizhu's sword heart, and they have been broken by others, but the Buddha light bred in it is afraid that it can flatten the entire White Horse Temple, how can it dissipate silently?"

"Senior Brother Huide, you say!"

"Huide!"

"Say it!"

Although a group of old monks practice Buddhism all year round, they are not without temper, especially when they encounter this kind of thing, many people are already angry, revealing the anger of King Ming!

"Uncle Huide......" At this time, Zhizhu also realized it and came to his senses: "No wonder you don't allow outsiders to contact the master, no wonder you carved the Buddha pattern in the coffin, no wonder you accompanied the whole process when the Lord of Quanzhen Guan mourned the master, it turned out that you ......."

Quan Zhen has a primordial spirit, once he senses that the relics in Huineng's body are gone, he will definitely delve into it!

"You, you believe in an outsider, and you refuse to believe in this seat!" Huide roared inwardly, but the horror in his eyes had betrayed his true emotions!