A voice suddenly appeared in Shuli's ears, and he turned his head to look at the place where the sound had occurred.

Not far from him, a monk walked slowly with his hands on his back.

He was dressed in a brown monk's robe, with a square face and piercing eyes, and a hint of mockery on his lips, and he was arrogant and arrogant, not at all like a monk.

Shuli furrowed his brows and said, "Who are you?" Are you the disciple who entered the secret realm trial this time?"

As the monk walked over, Shuli felt the momentum of his profound cultivation, and said in a deep voice: "You are at least a cultivator of the Jade Realm, who are you? Are you the elder who is the guardian of this trial?"

As the monk walked over, he stared at the green snake sword in the sky, deaf to Shuli's inquiry.

"If you are an elder in the guardianship, then you should not interfere with my trials, this is the rule of selection. Shuli said to him.

"You're a lay disciple of Nanzong Temple, aren't you?

Shuli hurriedly saluted and said: "The disciple is ignorant, please forgive the seniors, but this is a dangerous place, no wonder the disciples' defensive hearts are even more important than the heart of courtesy, and they also want to ask the seniors for the Dharma name." ”

When the monk saw Shuli saluting him, a strange smile appeared on his face, as if mocking, but also as if he had received a great satisfaction.

"I don't have that kind of thing, my master does!" the monk suddenly stretched out his hand to release his supernatural power and grabbed at the green snake sword.

"Master?" Shuli was shocked, "Could it be that he is a machine spirit?"

Shuli hurriedly waved his hand vigorously, wanting to take back the Green Snake Sword, but the monk's cultivation was profound, and the divine power exploded in his palm, and a powerful suction force firmly locked the Green Snake Sword in the air, and began to get rid of Shuli's control, flying towards his palm.

Shuli was in a hurry, connected with the green snake sword, the green snake sword bloomed with a strong turquoise light, a twist and wave, the green snake sword under the control of Shuli performed a swordsmanship, and finally got rid of the monk's strong control, and with a whoosh, the green snake sword returned to Shuli's hand.

"Scholar's swordsmanship?!" the monk looked at Shuli with his empty hands and some surprise.

"Yes, senior, the disciple was originally a disciple of the scholar, and then he escaped into the empty door. Shuli replied, but he didn't dare to relax, and the green snake sword in his hand was still flowing with sword light.

"Wow, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, and you actually let the disciple of the scholar crash on the door!" the monk laughed angrily for no reason.

Shuli frowned, and said, "I don't know what contradictions there are between my predecessors and the calligrapher, why are you looking for a disciple of the calligrapher?"

The monk ignored him and said to himself, "Then your sword, is it really the Green Snake Sword?"

Shuli was shocked again, although the Green Snake Sword was prestigious, but there were very few people who had really seen its face and could recognize it, why was this monk who seemed to be a machine spirit, so clear?

Shuli's face was solemn, and he said, "Don't hide it from your predecessors, this disciple is indeed a green snake sword." ”

The monk's face was even more complicated, there was resentment, sadness, and longing, he licked his lips and said with a cruel smile: "Then this green snake sword, I will laugh at it!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, and in an instant his arm became very sharp, stabbing at him like an iron awl.

Shuli instantly swung the green snake sword, pulled out a sword flower, and stabbed at the monk as well.

Since he wants to find trouble, then he doesn't have to be polite!

Between the lightning and flint, the tip of the sword and the tip of the cone collided together, bursting out with strong power fluctuations, rushing outward in a circle, scattering all the poisonous miasma here.

At that moment, Shuli suddenly felt the surging power encountered by the tip of the Green Snake Sword, and the Green Snake Sword was immediately bent by the tip of the cone, and let out a sharp short sound, as if it could not withstand the attack of the tip of the cone.

Shuli immediately withdrew, retreating ten zhang away, and he said to the monk who was about to launch a second attack: "Senior is slow, the disciple really doesn't know why he wants to attack the next, please make it clear." ”

The monk stopped attacking, his arms returned to his normal physical appearance, he put his hands behind his back, and stood proudly and said, "That's fine, let you die blindly, and it won't be in vain to waste the reputation of the scholar." ”

The monk looked at the gray sky filled with poisonous miasma, his eyes were distracted, and he recalled: "The scholar originally had no hatred with me or with his master, until the battle of Gangwon. ”

Shuli wondered, "According to the battle of Gangwon?"

No wonder Shuli was confused, he had heard the battle of Gangwon several times, and the first time he heard about it was when Master Ran said it to him when he was executing the Shujia's Qu Ge Order.

Since then, it has been mentioned several times by different people, and it seems to be quite extensive and the situation is very complex.

But so far, he has not yet figured out what exactly caused this war and why it has had so many unexpected effects.

The monk said, "It's the battle of Gangwon!"

There was a hint of banter in his eyes that fell into memory, and he continued: "Speaking of which, the cause of this war is ridiculously simple, decades ago, in a peasant household in Mangnan County, Yunzhou, there were two injured monks, the farmer was originally a monk household, and happened to meet the monk who went to collect rent, and those two monks who ate inside and outside actually beat the monk who collected rent to death, isn't it hateful!"

Shuli was shocked again, his pupils shrank, how could this thing be so similar, knowing what happened to the master?

The monk came back to his senses, looked at Shuli and said, "What? Have you heard of this?"

Shuli shook his head violently and said to the monk, "Please continue, senior." ”

The monks began to say leisurely again: "Isn't it natural that whoever sows the land will be rented? The deviant and bold behavior of the two monks who ate inside and outside the house angered the temple that was in charge of the peasant land, so the monks of the temple rushed up and demolished the peasant family's dilapidated houses and took away all the valuable things as a small punishment. ”

Shuli subconsciously said, "Punishment?

The monk looked at him angrily: "If you don't punish, how can you explain to the injured monks in the temple? This is still secondary, if you don't punish, then this kind of thing will happen again and again, and other farmers will see it, so they can not pay the rent and follow suit, then it will be okay?

The monk calmed down and said, "Killing chickens and monkeys is also a helpless move. ”

As soon as his tone changed, he began to say angrily: "However, I didn't expect that this group of Diao people would dare to gather people to make trouble, and even make trouble in temples, how can they be so arrogant!"

As a result, the big temple under the jurisdiction of this temple sent monks and cultivators to suppress it, and the people were overwhelming, and they left no room for doing things, and they were extremely arrogant, and the monks who went to suppress it were also seriously injured.

However, to add insult to injury, the government also wants to take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters to get a piece of the pie. Hmph, they have long coveted the large amount of fertile land in our temple, and this time, in the name of suppressing the peasant rebellion, they have encroached on the acres of fertile land in our temple.

"Especially those Confucian disciples in the government, they are all treacherous and cunning, trying their best to do whatever it takes. Therefore, it caused a dispute between Confucianism and Buddhism, and the dispute produced a fight, and the war broke out when the battle expanded. ”

Shuli was puzzled: "With such a grand war between several major sects, doesn't the imperial court and government care?"

The monk snorted coldly: "The imperial court is just like this battle against Gangwon, there are also different forces divided and confronted, this war according to Gangwon, of course, those forces who expect the government to profit from it, occupy a dominant position, so the government also chooses to turn a blind eye." It's just that in the end, they did take advantage of it and let them get half of the land. ”

He smiled disdainfully: "As far as the broken jar of Jiulongguan is concerned, I also want to get involved in this matter, and my master sent monks to kill a few stinky Taoist priests in a row, and immediately shook off those snakes and rats." ”

Shuli's heart was like frost, he didn't expect the battle of Gangwon to be so chaotic, and the chaos was full of blood.

War has caused everyone to lose their original face.

Shuli forcibly suppressed the pain in his chest and asked: "In this way, the hostility between the predecessors and the calligrapher should be just a helpless move in the war, why do you have so much resentment towards the calligrapher?"

The monk's eyes widened angrily: "It's not because you sent those damned, notorious spies!"