"Damn!" Yuanfang looked at the dead none of them, and couldn't help but feel resentful.

With the death of the non-one, everything seems to have fallen to the dust.

"Wuxiang, are you alright?" Yuanfang turned his head to look at Wang Ping and asked.

"It's fine. Wang Ping pointed to his mouth, as if he couldn't say anything, he wanted to tell Yuanfang about the Buddhist exercises in his mind, but he couldn't say anything.

"Shut up? It seems that the strength of the other party is not low! The round face couldn't help but feel a little heavier.

While the two were talking, three monks in robes appeared in the sky above them. Although Wang Ping hadn't seen them, he knew at a glance that they were from Lingshan, but they came a little late.

Wang Ping didn't get up, just raised his head and quietly watched the three people slowly fall, one of them stood in front of Wang Ping and Yuanfang, and the other two went to check the scene.

Maybe it's to see if there's still alive, right?

The monk standing in front of Wang Ping, his eyebrows were so thick that they were raised, the corners of his eyebrows were still upturned to the sides, and he looked at Wuxiang with angry eyes, as if he was worried that he had run away.

"Senior Brother Yuankong!" Yuanfang was the first to speak.

"You killed someone?" Yuankong looked at Yuanfang angrily and asked, with a faint disadvantage in his tone.

"We didn't kill it!" Wang Ping hurriedly denied that among these people, he killed the center of the circle at most, and the other three were not killed by him, and the death of the center of the circle was obviously strange, to a large extent, he just fought back for self-preservation.

Of course, Wang Ping is also a little weak-hearted, after all, he is the one who killed with the blood and fire curse, I don't know if they will see anything?

"Senior brother, all of them are dead, and one of them is very strange." At this time, two other monks came over, the fat and short monk, and said to Yuankong.

Hearing this, the monk's eyebrows furrowed: "Take the corpses back." After speaking, he grabbed Wang Ping and Yuanfang, rose into the air, and flew towards Lingshan Temple.

It was the first time for Wang Ping to fly in the sky, he was just a little scared, but more excited and novel.

In the Discipline Hall, Wang Ping told the ins and outs of the matter, of course, about his demonization, naturally he didn't say anything.

"What's the matter with the burns on Senior Brother Yuanxin's body? Did you do it? It's still made of Yuanfang. ”

"Nothing has been done." Wang Ping was worried that they would recognize the flame as a demonic secret technique, so he naturally pushed the matter onto Wuyi.

After listening to Wang Ping's narration, everyone in the Discipline Hall felt incredible, especially the death of Wuyi, which was too strange.

The vitality and qi and blood of the whole body dissipated, and it was completely like the sacrificial technique of the Demon Dao.

After the Yuankong Master finished asking, he respectfully bowed to an old man on the side, and then asked, "Master of the Heart, there is no way to lie?" ”

"Wuxiang is not lying." Master Benxin frowned and said.

Judging from the 'Mind Contemplation Technique', Wuxiang is indeed not lying, but the whole thing feels very wrong, but think about it, I am just here to help, and this kind of thing is to investigate the case, or to worry about the Discipline Hall.

Master Benxin is the second generation of the ancestor of Lingshan Temple, and his generation is only below Master Chen, and he is also the only monk in Lingshan Temple who has cultivated the 'Meditation Technique' to the greatest completion, so his words are basically not wrong.

After proving that Wang Ping was not lying, the Discipline Hall let Wang Ping go, but behind what Yuanfang said about this matter, there was still a hidden secret, someone had cast an extremely profound inner demon on Yuanxin, which attracted Yuanxin's inner demon, and even used the method of flesh and blood sacrifice to control Wuyi.

But these are all speculations of Yuanfang, and there is no evidence to prove it at all, so this matter will eventually be closed.

Although Yuanfang was very dissatisfied, he also understood that the Discipline Hall did not have any clues to investigate.

"That dead one, why would he pass on his own Buddhist cultivation method?" Wang Ping thought about it all the way, but he still couldn't figure it out in the end.

"Forget it, I don't want to, let's cultivate hard." For this danger, Wang Ping has a deep understanding, if it weren't for his own demonization, he might really die in the hands of Yuanxin, but demonization is not a good thing, he doesn't want to rely on demonization to solve every time he encounters danger.

If you demonize more times, you'll become a monster.

"It's still good to cultivate, and when the cultivation goes up, in the future, when you face such a situation, you won't be powerless to fight back." Wang Ping muttered.

As for this attack, naturally someone will be held responsible.

In the Hall of Discipline.

Master of the Circle Heart: Master of the Self, standing quietly in the middle of the precept hall, with his head bowed, his hands folded, and his mouth reciting Buddhist scriptures in a soft voice, as if he was overtaking the person who had died.

His disciples induced the inner disciples to join forces to attack and kill Wang Ping, which is a taboo for Buddhism.

In the end, the master of the self was punished to face the wall of the 'Beiting Cliff' for a hundred years.

The master had no opinion, and bowed to the Buddha statue, sighing: The disciple is deeply sinful.

The night before I went to Beiting Cliff, Master Ben wrote a letter, and after writing it, I took the letter and read it for a long time, but I didn't put it in an envelope.

He took the letter and sat there all night, until the day dawned, when he shook his head and sighed: "When is the time for retribution?" ”

The master got up and walked out of the house, looking at the sky in the distance, the corners of his eyes gradually became moist, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

With a slight exertion of his hand, the letter in his hand was shaken into crumbs, which finally dissipated with the cool morning breeze.

A large piece of debris fell on the water surface of the release pond, and there is an intact word on it: "Yun", there is half a word behind the word Yun, if someone sees it, they must be able to recognize it, this word is a "child" word, and it is "Yun'er" when it is connected.

For three months, for Wang Ping in cultivation, it was like yesterday.

At the same time, far away in the country of Tianyun, with Princess Yunqin's daily rain and clouds, Yuanfang, who wrapped around the bed, had already grown long hair.

Before Master Ben I went to the Beiting Cliff, Master Ben I let him return to the world, so he appeared in Tianyun Kingdom.

Princess Yunqin is the princess of Tianyun Kingdom, and he is the concubine of Tianyun Kingdom, of course, the two have not yet married.

Naturally, he didn't believe that the people in the center of the circle were killing each other.

"The death of Yuanxin, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome in the future." Yuanfang looked at Lingshan in the distance and couldn't help but feel worried about Wang Ping.

"Everyone has their own fate, I hope that before the foundation is built, don't go down the mountain." Yuan Fang sighed in his mouth and shook his head: "It's just that there are people in the Spirit Mountain who cultivate demons and harm my brother, and the master expelled me from the Spirit Mountain for my safety, and it is even more difficult for me to find out the truth!" ”

Yuan Fang frowned slightly, and said to himself with murderous intent in his eyes: "I must find out who killed my brother!" ”

Although he can't get used to Yuanxin, the two are indeed twin brothers, and he doesn't want his brother to die inexplicably.

"Sky Shadow, don't be impulsive." Princess Yunqin was wearing a transparent red shirt, standing behind Yuanfang, hugging Yuanfang, the two were tightly attached to each other, Princess Yunqin said coquettishly.

"Over there in Lingshan, is there something weird going on?" Elements asked. The sky shadow in Princess Yunqin's mouth is naturally his common name: Zhou Tianying.

"There's nothing strange happening, it's just that under the Spirit Mountain, there seem to be a lot of outlaw monks." Princess Yunqin continued: "These people may be aiming at what you say. ”

Yuan Fang looked at the direction of Lingshan in the distance: "Try to find someone to warn him, let him not go down Lingshan." ”

"I'll have someone do it." Princess Yunqin knew that Yuanfang was in a bad mood at the moment, so she didn't say much, turned around and left, and let Yuanfang be quiet here.

Spring goes to autumn and comes again for another year.

In the past year, a lot of things have happened, but the only thing that has not changed is that Wang Ping did not apprentice

It's not that no one accepts him, he has practiced the realm of the eighth layer of qi, and he is already a leader in cultivation in the inner and outer temples, but he still doesn't want to apprentice, many people are curious why he is like this?

But in fact, Wang Ping was worried that his cultivation of the Ten Thousand Demons Heart Method would be discovered, so he had always lived alone and cultivated alone, and he felt that it was very safe.

In the past year, Li Cha has come to Lingshan Temple to find Wuxiang a lot less, and there is no news of the Demon Transformation Spirit Leaf Grass to him.

As for Lin Chumo, who is as long as a door panel, Wang Ping has only seen her a few times, and has spoken a few words to her, and from her tone, Wang Ping can hear that she hates Li Cha, and there is another secret.

Regarding the relationship between Li Cha and Lin Chumo, Wang Ping also couldn't figure it out.

This woman who has become a fine door panel, what is there about it that attracts Li Cha? actually made Li Cha so infatuated with her.

Whenever he talked about Lin Chumo in front of Li Cha, Li Cha had to remind himself that it was his fiancée, as if he was afraid that others would rob him of his daughter-in-law.

In this regard, Wang Ping said that he was speechless.

Perhaps, this is what the world calls love, right? After all, the book says: Only in the eyes of the lover will there be Xi Shi.

The sky above the palace hall of the Tianyun Kingdom.

A black figure slowly fell, and its toes fell like goose feathers falling into the water, gently landing on Princess Yunqin's bedroom.

The black-robed woman looked about twenty-seven or eighteen, was more than five feet tall, wore a pure white mask on her face, and was dressed in a black robe.

A black headband that ties a head of black hair to the top of the head to form a towering crown.

The woman's skin is fair, slender but tall and tall, with attractive curves, exuding a kind of mature charm all over her body, and her sassy and cold eyes give people a sense of endless temptation.

The hairband was long and fluttering with the wind, and the woman put her hands behind her back and shouted softly into the air: "Zhou Tianying! ”

After a while, Yuan Yi jumped up and stood on the roof of the dormitory.

I saw that Yuanfang's eyes were full of unkindness and hatred when he looked at the woman.

"What are you doing here?" Yuanfang looked at the black-robed woman with poor words, and his tone was even more indifferent to the extreme.

"How the hell did your brother die?" The woman's attitude towards Yuanfang was unimpressed.

Yuanfang has always known that the center of the circle is congenitally damaged, and he has been taking some rare elixirs all these years to make up for the innate nature, and those elixirs are basically found by the woman in front of him.

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