"A palm?" After listening to his nephew's words, the Taoist frowned slightly.

He knew about the cultivation of this nephew.

He thought about it, he didn't have the ability to break the three talismans of his master and nephew with one palm, which means that that person's cultivation was above himself.

"Uncle Shi, do you think he will have anything to do with King Qi's death?" The nephew said softly.

"Huh?" The Taoist's face changed.

It was because of this incident that the two of them rushed all the way from the capital.

"It's hard to say." He shook his head.

"After killing so many people, he is still the younger brother of the current saint, can he still sit here and watch the sun rise and the sea of clouds?

Furthermore, the supervisor of Qin Tianjian had already seen some clues through the Tianjian Mirror. Let's go, let's go to King Qi's Mansion first. ”

"Yes."

On the top of the mountain, Wang Zhe found a place to settle down, and he was ready to celebrate the New Year on the top of this Daiyue mountain.

"Laifu, you and Tuanzi are waiting here, I'll go down the mountain and buy something."

Wang Zheyou went down the mountain, bought some local food and returned to the mountain, and then sat there quietly with his back against a big stone, looking at the scenery in front of him.

Daiyue in winter is a little less vibrant, but it is also a little more desolate.

The sky was only clear for half a day, and in the afternoon there was a light snow, not big, scattered, falling in the whistling mountain wind.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that at such a time and in such weather, there would be people staying on the top of Daiyue Mountain, and they would be so leisurely.

"Laifu, after the New Year, we will go down the mountain, go west along the muddy river, and then go to other places to see."

After sitting on the top of this mountain for most of the day, Wang Zhe took Laifu to the mountain to see the cliff carvings.

Most of these are the monuments left by some literati and ink writers, and some are left by practicing monks, and there are still some charms among them.

"Laifu, do you think I can leave a stone carving here?"

The earth dog on the side nodded after hearing this.

"You think it's okay, so what is left? What do you think of me leaving a sword intent? ”

Rifle blinked.

"Well, that's it!"

Wang Zhe found a mountain stone, six zhang high and about three zhang wide, which was not smooth.

He stood in front of the stone, quietly looking at the rock, thinking about what to write on it

After contemplating for a moment, he suddenly flew up, and then used his finger as a sword, and suddenly there was a sound, and the mountain stones fell, and the debris flew up.

After a moment's effort, a big word "sword" appeared on the rock.

There is a sharp breath between the strokes.

"Laifu, what do you think of this word?"

The earth dog looked at it, then twisted its head to the side.

"What do you mean, isn't it good, you write one for me to see!"

Whew, the earth dog barked twice.

Someone?

Wang Zhe saw that on the mountain road not far away, a monk carrying a sack sneakily went to the back mountain, and stopped from time to time to look around, looking cautious.

"Sneaky, looking at it and doing bad things."

"Let's go, let's see."

Wang Zhe and Laifu followed the monk to the back mountain, and watched the monk carry a cloth bag into a cave.

Entering the cave, the monk untied the sack, revealing an unconscious woman, who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and looked quite good.

Hey, hey, the monk smiled with a silver face. Rubbed his hands, sucked his saliva, and swallowed his saliva.

"Beauty, I'm ......"

"Heh, you monk is really shameless!"

"Well, who?" When the monk heard this, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out, and when he looked back, a young man and a dog were standing at the entrance of his cave.

"You, who are you?"

The monk secretly pulled out a dagger from behind his back, and looked at Wang Zhe's eyes full of ferocity.

"Monks, be compassionate."

Bang, Wang Zhe slapped the monk and flew the monk out directly. Falling on the wall, life and death are unknown.

Then Wang Zhe woke up the woman, and the woman woke up with fright and trembled.

learned that Wang Zhe had no malicious intent, so he explained the cause and effect of the incident clearly.

It turned out that this monk was a monk in the "Hanging Cloud Temple" above Daiyue, and he often went to Huayuan, the village below the mountain, and also went to this woman's house several times.

Every time, their family was kind enough to take out some food for him.

Unexpectedly, today this monk actually sneaked into his home and directly brought her here in a coma, wanting to do something wrong.

Wang Zhe asked the girl to go down the mountain by herself, but he broke the monk's hands and feet, stuffed it into a cloth bag, and carried it to the Hanging Cloud Temple.

When I arrived here, I happened to meet a group of monks eating fast.

He threw the cloth bag containing the monk inside. The sack fell to the ground, and the monk's screams came from inside.

Startling the monks who were eating, two bold monks stepped forward to open the cloth bag, revealing that it was actually the monks in their temple.

"This is? Brother! ”

"Nian An! Who hurt you like this? ”

"The pure land of Buddhism actually raised an evil monk!"

Wang Zhe appeared in front of these monks and swept them coldly.

"Looks like there's more than one!"

He looked at it with the method of hope, and saw that two of the monks had blood flames dancing on their bodies, which was contaminated with murder after killing, and it was obvious that they were carrying more than one human life.

"What about your abbot?"

"The abbot is in the meditation room, what are you looking for him?"

"There is filth and dirt in this temple, he is responsible, there is a problem." Wang Zhe said coldly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" A monk more than eight feet tall slapped the table and stood up, with a fierce look on his face.

"Take the initiative to stand up, how many people have you killed, more than three, right?" The monk had bruises on his forehead.

"You don't talk nonsense here!"

Amitabha

With a Buddha horn, an old monk walked over from the side.

"Why did this donor hurt my disciple and speak disrespectfully?"

"That's the abbot of this temple?" Wang Zhe glanced at the kind-eyed old monk.

"Lao Na is."

"Your abbot is not very competent, this monk just went down the mountain, tied up a woman and went to the back mountain, intending to destroy people's innocence, and happened to be touched by me.

These two disciples of yours have human lives on their backs, and there is more than one. Wang Zhe pointed to the monk on the ground, and then to the two monks.

"The Buddha Gate is pure, your Hanging Cloud Temple here is not very clean!"

"Nian'an, is there such a thing?" The old monk looked angry when he heard this.

"Master, I didn't, it was him, it was he who wanted to destroy the innocence of that girl, I bumped into him, I couldn't beat him, I was injured like this by him, Master, you have to make the decision for me!" Monk Na Nian'an endured the pain and said.

The monks in the temple immediately looked at Wang Zhe and glared angrily.

"Amitabha, donor, where is that woman now?"

"Oh, what a monk, if I find that woman, how will this monk deal with it?"

"If it is really Nian'an's action at this time, it will naturally be reported to the government." The old monk said.

"Don't bother with it, let them say it themselves." Wang Zhe raised his hand and waved, and suddenly a gust of wind blew and everyone couldn't open their eyes.

After a little tilt, the wind subsided.

The monks looked at it again, and the three monks who had just been named by Wang Zhe actually disappeared.

"This?!" The monks were taken aback.

"Senior brother, are we sending someone to report to the official?"

"No, don't worry, I don't think they'll be back soon." The old monk's expression suddenly darkened a lot.

As soon as Wang Zhe cast the spell just now, he knew that most of the other party was not lying, otherwise why would he have to talk to them here with his cultivation.

Sure enough, not an hour later, the temple bell rang, and everyone hurried to look, only to find that the three kidnapped fellow disciples and brothers were kneeling in front of the main hall and the Buddha.

"I was wrong, I am guilty......"

The three of them all had their faces on their faces, and their eyes were not light.

"Nian An, you guys are ......"

"Master, I was wrong, I was guilty, I had evil thoughts, and I wanted to destroy that girl's innocence!" The monk with his limbs broken lay on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Just now he experienced the most terrible scene in his life, and he dreamed that he was taken to the underworld.

The judge interrogated him about his crimes, and he tried to quibble, but he was set up by the ghost and thrown directly into the hot oil pan, constantly fried over and over again.

The pain of life and death made him lose his soul, and he was completely scared, and he no longer dared to hide it.

The two people next to him weren't much better.

They also spoke out about the sins they had committed.

They had indeed killed people, and more than one, they were two brothers, and they had burglarized, and they were noticed by their master, and they fought with him, and accidentally killed them.

The two of them simply didn't do anything and killed all the families.

Later, in order to avoid the pursuit of the government, he went to the mountains and became a monk.

The two of them also experienced the most terrible thing in their lives, they dreamed that they were thrown on a mountain of knives,

The mountains are full of sharp blades, and their bodies are pierced by the blades, and it hurts when they move, and it hurts when they don't move.

Behind them were a hideous evil spirit with a fiery whip that struck them from time to time, and the whip fell on them, and immediately the skin and flesh burst open.

The sword on the mountain of swords is not still, but when they do not move, the blade moves, like flowing water, cutting through them.

That's the real thousand cuts, the body is incomplete, but they can't die yet, and they can't bear that terrible pain all the time,

After experiencing such pain, they prefer to be directly beheaded.

"This?!"

The monks present were dumbfounded.

Is this true?

They get along with them day and night, and they are murderers, and they want to destroy the innocence of women.

"Amitabha." The abbot monk's expression was gloomy, and he seemed to have aged a lot again.

Such a person is in the Hanging Cloud Temple, and he has an unshirkable responsibility.

"Master, what should they do?"

"Send the officer." The old monk said.

On the top of Daiyue, the cold wind is howling.

On the top of the mountain, a bonfire,

There was a sheep on it

A man, a dog and an eagle eat roast sheep on the top of the mountain.

"The seasoning is still a little less, and the soul is missing."

That being said, Laifu and dumplings still eat very well, and Wang Zhe only eats them occasionally.

Nothing happened all night,

The next day was the Spring Festival, and on this day, the snow was heavy.

"Ruixue Mega Year, it seems to be a good sign." Wang Zhe looked at the sky.

On the top of the mountain, a stone pot is steaming,

There is wine, there is meat, there is vegetables.

Although there was only one person, there was also a dog and an eagle by his side, and he did not feel lonely, or he was used to it.

The path of cultivation is always long, and most of the time it is lonely.

Another year older,

"Come, Laifu, dumplings, drink this cup full." Wang Zhe drank all the turbid wine in the bowl.

Wang Zhe stayed on Daiyue for three days, watched the sunrise, the sea of clouds, and the cliff carvings, and turned around this Daiyue.

On this day, I was preparing to go down the mountain and leave.

Halfway up the mountain, I suddenly saw a person flying from a distance, and in addition to the dango in the sky, there was another eagle, and the head was slightly smaller than the dango.

Golden-winged eagle?

The people of the Hundred Horsemen?

He saw the other party, and the other party saw him, and then came towards him, and looked at him vigilantly when he landed.

At this time, there were few people who came to Daiyue, not to mention that Wang Zhe was still carrying a sword and a dog.

"Who are you, but a monk in this Taoist temple in the mountains?"

"No, passing by." Wang Zhe said calmly.

"Passing by?"

"Is there a way?"

"Nope!"

When the hundred-rider heard this, he became even more vigilant, and his hand was already pressed on the handle of the sword.

At this time, two more internal guards of the Hundred Cavalry Division came and surrounded Wang Zhe in the middle.

"Rifle, let's go!"

The three of them only felt that their eyes flickered, and then the man and the dog disappeared.

"This? Grand Monk? ”

"Could it be him, what should I do?"

"Notify the above right away."

There was a whoosh, and a whistle rang out.

At this time, he had already reached the foot of the mountain, and looked up his hand.

"Is this a shaker?"

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain and was about to leave, I suddenly saw an acquaintance.

The Taoist priest who was slapped in mid-air by him that day.

The Taoist priest was also stunned when he saw him.

"Why is he still here, isn't he here for that thing?"

At this moment, a man in a dark silver robe came to the man's side, more than seven feet tall, in his forties, holding a blue-gold eyebrow stick in his hand.

"What's wrong, Chief Lin?"

"It's okay, let's go."

"Wait, who are you, do you have a guide on you?" The man came to Wang Zhe's side.

"General Yu be careful, his cultivation is very high." The Taoist priest reminded.

"Oh?" The general clenched the eyebrow stick in his hand after hearing this.

"Gone, Rifle."

Wang Zhe shouted softly, and with a swish, a man and a dog disappeared from the eyes of the two people.

"Shrink the ground into inches!" The Taoist priest was stunned.

"There's something wrong with this man!" The general said.

"General, let's get down to business first, right?"

"Let's go."

The two of them went up the mountain.

At this time, above the sky, the danzi and the golden-winged eagle fought for some reason.

The golden-winged eagle was obviously not the opponent of the group, and after a few rounds of fighting, it was defeated.

At this critical moment, suddenly a sharp arrow broke through the air and shot directly at the group.

A figure came first, stopping the arrow in mid-air.

Then he saw the man who shot the arrow, fell from mid-air, and in an instant he came to the man's side, and with one palm sent him flying a hundred paces away, breaking a tree.

passed out directly, and I didn't know whether I was alive or dead.

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