"Blazing Sun Palm." Pu Nan whispered three words.

"Sword intent, this is ......" His eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"How is that possible?"

"What did the monk see?"

"A sharp and unparalleled sword, I haven't seen such a sword intent for a long time!" The monk exclaimed.

"Can you see what kind of swordsmanship it is?"

The monk shook his head.

"Where is that man?"

"It's cloudy, and I can't see it really." The monk said truthfully.

"The monk's eyes can't see it really?"

"The little monk wants to go to the place where the crime occurred."

"Okay." Mochiki Shirou thought for a moment before nodding.

The Hundred Horsemen escorted him into the carriage and went to the Yuliu Villa, where the monk Pu Nan looked at the courtyard, then entered the house where he had fought, and then went to the backyard, and stood in front of the broken rockery for a long time.

After leaving the villa, he went to Songfeng Temple and met several Taoist priests.

The monk with shackles visited the Taoist temple, which made the Taoist priest in the Taoist temple slightly stunned.

The monk always had a calm and breezy expression, and he didn't look like a prisoner at all.

He walked around the Taoist temple, went into the Danfang again, looked at it, and asked the Taoist priests a few questions.

By the time I left the temple, it was already dark.

"What does the monk see?"

"The little monk also wants to see the demeanor of that person, but the little monk has the Nine Dragons Thorn Seal on his body, and his cultivation is not one out of ten, unless he ......"

"If you want me to untie the Nine Dragons Thorn, don't even think about it." The hundred horsemen will say coldly.

"It's not about what the little monk wants to say, the little monk needs a Buddhist scripture, a string of Buddhist beads, that's all."

"Impossible!" The Hundred Rider General shook his head.

Then, the monk was escorted into a prisoner's car.

In the distance, on top of a green mountain, Wang Zhe was sitting in a stone cave, meditating and practicing, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's always weird today."

Today, when he was practicing, his mind suddenly moved, and he had a very strange feeling, as if something was secretly peeping on this mountain and spying on himself.

Twice in total,

"Laifu, do you have any special feelings today?"

Wow, the earth dog barked twice, and then took the stone pot he was eating in front of Wang Zhe.

"You're a foodie, you know how to eat all day long!" Wang Zhe smiled and knocked on its head.

"Hey, come here, lie on the ground and listen."

The earth dog looked at Wang Zhe blankly.

Wang Zhe dragged it over and pressed it to the ground, his ears touching the ground.

"Listen, what's going on?"

After a while, he let it go, and the earth dog barked at him.

"Laifu, do you know that in the underworld, there is a psychic divine beast next to the Sutra of the King of the Earth, called Di Ting.

As long as it lies on the ground, it can hear the things within the Three Realms, and it can also distinguish between truth and falsehood, and recognize people's hearts.

I think you can work hard in this direction, you don't need to listen to the Three Realms, it's enough to listen to three hundred miles! ”

The dog roared away.

"Hey, Laifu, why does it sound like I'm scolding, I'm not allowed to eat at night!"

Whew! Outside the cave came the barking of earth dogs.

"Use a cauldron for eating, roll your eyes when you practice, and practice for you tomorrow."

Wang Zhe's body moved, and the person reached the outside of the cave, and then went to the top of the mountain.

Looking around, there are mountains and wilderness.

He Wang Zhe will be in the direction of the Ji Mansion.

"Isn't there someone secretly using some magical spell to predict the events of that day?"

The sky is dark, and in the house,

Several adults who came down from the capital to investigate the case gathered together.

"I think the demon monk must have seen something, but he didn't say it." Hyaki Shirou will say.

"But if he doesn't say it, we can't help it."

"A Buddhist scripture, a string of Buddhist beads, can he resume his cultivation?"

"It's hard to say, but he is praised by many people as the person with the highest understanding of Buddhism in the past hundred years."

In the courtyard, the cold wind was biting, and the monk who was sitting cross-legged in the cage raised his fingers and slowly drew on the iron plate on the side.

After being taken to prison, his cultivation was abolished with a special poison.

They still don't worry about putting nine dragon thorns on his body to seal his eight veins.

But he didn't seal his discernment, because his discernment was born, and he was the kind of person who was born with discernment in legends.

After he practiced the Dharma, this insight was even more remarkable.

The circle in this cage had already been clearly seen by him.

He is an unborn genius praised by Buddhism, and he has seen some spiritual exercises that many people have been unable to get started for several years, and he can get started in a few days.

This small iron prison is full of mysteries, and the talismans on the iron plates made of fine iron around it are like chains, criss-crossed with each other.

This iron prison is isolated from the outside, and the aura between heaven and earth outside cannot enter.

Monks who have cultivated to a high level can use a little aura to exert unimaginable power.

A little spark can start a prairie fire.

The aura outside couldn't come in, and the meridians in his body were sealed, and he had a pot of "immortal drunk" every day.

It sounds very good to the name, "immortal drunk", as the name suggests, that is, the immortal will get drunk and weak when he drinks.

It was precisely because of the layers of imprisonment that they dared to bring such a terrible prisoner out of the prison.

The soft fingers come into contact with the hard iron plate, making a very subtle sound and a little astringent.

"Three thousand." Two words came out of Pu Nan's mouth softly.

A scratch appeared on one of the talismans, so slight that it was almost invisible.

It was this scratch that caused a slight hole in this originally flawless formation, as if a hole the size of a needle's eye had been broken in an airtight cloth.

If the hole is broken, it will naturally leak air,

So a faint bit of aura floated in through the gap between the iron plates.

In the cold wind outside, the internal guards of the Hundred Horsemen Division were still carefully guarding the carriage, but they could not detect the subtle changes in the carriage.

The winter nights are very long,

In the early morning of the next day,

The door of the carriage was opened again, and the monk Punan saw the sun,

The Mooki Shiro did not speak, and threw a Buddhist scripture into the carriage.

"The Diamond Sutra." The monk picked up the Buddhist scripture and held it in his hand.

"The Buddhist scriptures are here, there are no Buddhist beads, the monk is in a hurry."

"I want to see those bodies again."

"Okay." Mochiki Shiro thought for a moment before nodding in agreement.

They also led Pu Nan to several corpses, and Pu Nan placed the Buddhist scriptures on the head of Zong An's corpse, closed his eyes and concentrated, and recited the scriptures.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, and there was a sparkle in them.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the Buddhist scriptures covering Zong An's head were blown open by the wind, and then the pages were turned page by page, and after turning to a certain page, I listened to it.