"The law is deeper than speaking! It's important to save people, see how they are? As she spoke, she turned around and hurried towards the old abbot with tears streaming down his face. Before Ye Jinfeng and the others could speak, they saw the old abbot choking up and saying, "More...... Thanks a lot...... The grace of the benefactor's rescue! …… But ......"

Before the old abbot finished speaking, he pointed out the outside of the hall, and the pain was unspeakable. Obviously, the old abbot was grieving the tragic killing of his disciples. Besides, the four monks on both sides seemed to have just regained consciousness. When they saw the old abbot's sad appearance, they couldn't help but hug and cry beside the old abbot. All of a sudden, the five monks, young and old, cried again.

In this situation, everyone saw it in their hearts, and it hurt in their hearts, and they stopped talking. How can this poignant and tearful scene be silenced? The only way is to let him resolve the residual sorrow in his heart on his own.

Finally, Master Fa Shen stepped forward and bowed his head and comforted: "Old abbot! Please mourn and be happy! We are deeply saddened by what has happened to your monastery. But why? Who killed them? Who hangs you from a beam? ”

At this point, the old abbot saw a fat monk come to ask, so he stopped his sorrow, wiped the tears on his face with a robe, and made a trembling and hoarse voice: "Alas! Sin, sin! When this calamity comes, I really don't know when. Late last night, the five of us closed our eyes here and meditated. But who knew that disaster fell from heaven! A few ropes flew towards us, and before we could figure out what was going on, we were hung from the beam. Then, we heard the sound of fighting in the courtyard. It didn't take long for the sound to be silent. It wasn't until dawn today that we found out that all the 18 Arhats in the monastery had been killed! It's just inhumane! Our temple has always had no grudges and no enmity with people, why did it suffer from this flying disaster? ”

After speaking, the old abbot whimpered.

At this time, Ye Jinfeng couldn't help but ask forward, "Old abbot!" Have you seen who the killer is? ”

Hearing this, the old abbot covered the old tears on his face with a robe and replied, "I vaguely saw three black shadows. I can't see my face clearly! ”

"Three dark shadows!" When everyone heard this, their hearts were shaken, and the images of these three black shadows were quickly hallucinated in their minds.

However, at this moment, the sound of the bell suddenly sounded in the courtyard. Everyone couldn't help but look out of the hall, and in the heavy bells, they once again saw the tragic deaths of the eighteen Arhats. Although the cold, solemn and heavy sound of the bell was deafening and cleansed the heart, it gradually disappeared into a dead air.

"Old abbot! Who's striking the bell? Ye Jinfeng's heart flashed, and he asked suddenly.

"Alas! That's the old monk Huiming! The old abbot sighed and said, "But he has been blind and delirious for a long time, and he only knows that he sits in the bell tower day and day and strikes the bell on time, and does nothing else." The sound of the bell coming from this temple is the only thing Huiming can do for the Dragon Descending Temple! ”

"Oh!" When everyone heard the old abbot's explanation, they couldn't help but nod.

At this time, Master Fa Shen broke the temporary silence and asked, "Old Abbot! Did you hear what the three shadows said when you were in this trouble? ”

After hearing this, the old abbot thought for a while, shook his head slowly, and said, "I didn't hear what they said!" When we were tied up hand and foot, we saw two masked men in black flying into the courtyard from the temple. Then there was a ping-pong slashing sound, and nothing else was heard. ”

"I heard a masked man shouting a few times!" A little monk next to him stopped crying, and hurriedly said to everyone.

"What do you hear?" Master Fa Shen leaned over and asked the little monk.

The little monk then confided in the crowd: "I heard one of the masked men say to the other two, 'You two go back!' I'll take care of it all by myself! Do not come and follow me again. When he said this, the other two masked men responded, 'Take care, Childe!' Let's go too. Then there was a chaotic sound of slashing and slashing, and nothing else was heard! ”

"So one man actually killed eighteen Arhats overnight!" Master Fa Shen exclaimed, which shocked everyone present! You can imagine how high the killer's ability is!

Suddenly, Master Fa Shen shouted, "Oops! Not good! The six of you go to Songshan Shaolin, Shaolin Temple will be in danger. ”

"What? Shaolin Temple is in danger! Ye Jinfeng was surprised: "How did the master know?" ”

At this time, Master Fa Shen hurriedly shouted: "Don't delay! This is someone premeditated, they killed the eighteen Arhats of the dragon, and the next goal is to secretly poison the thirteen Shaolin monks. You six heroes must rush to Shaolin and rescue them. ”

"That being the case! Thank you Master Fa Shen for your advice! There will be a period later. ”

After Ye Jinfeng finished speaking, he led the five brothers to bid farewell to Master Fashen and the old abbot, with all kinds of doubts, with the anger of hating the enemy, and with the enthusiasm to rescue the martial arts righteous soldiers, 100,000 were in a hurry, and went straight to the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan, which was far away in the east, and galloped all the way.

Time is life; Time is victory; Time is the world. The "Six Heroes of Shudong" are racing against time, the sun and the moon, and life. However, will the distant journey give them enough time and space to rescue the lives that will die again?

Speaking of Master Fa Shen in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Descending Dragon Temple, he and the six old and young monks in the hall stared at the tragic situation in the temple and couldn't help but sigh: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" Today's rivers and lakes are in turmoil, and the old man has not figured out the real reason. However, Lao Wei had already heard rumors that an unknown killer had come to trouble our Central Plains martial arts and kill decent people in martial arts. As you can see, these eighteen disciples were killed by the unknown Assassin. Therefore, Lao Wei suddenly had a premonition that within a few days, the claws of the unknown killer would be stretched out to our Buddhist disciples one by one. As the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, how can I sit idly by? It's a pity that Lao Qu and the 'Six Heroes of Shudong' came one step too late and failed to save the eighteen disciples. I hope that the 'Six Heroes of Shudong' can arrive in Shaolin in time, so as not to suffer another misery for our Buddhist disciples! ”

At this time, the old abbot in the red robe woke up like a dream. He rushed out of the main hall door, threw himself at the side of several great monks who died tragically up and down the steps, hugged his head and cried bitterly. At the same time, several monks who followed closely behind couldn't help but crouch around the old abbot and hugged the corpse and wailed. For a while, there was once again a burst of earth-shattering sorrow in the Dragon Descending Temple. However, no matter how much they call for heaven and earth, they will never be able to wake up this tragic Buddhist disciple. Weeping, mourning, and never being able to recover what was lost. But that's all they can do.

At this moment, Master Fa Shen moved to stand under the corridor of the main hall, staring at the five monks who were crying, and then looked at the eighteen disciples in the fallen courtyard in front of him, and his heart turned from sadness to hatred, and from hatred to anger. In a fit of rage, Master Fa Shen thrust his dragon head cane into the stone steps. Suddenly, the crutch sank into the stone and stood tall on the stone steps. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and shouted, "Oh my God! What is the sin of Buddhism? Why should this calamity befall us? The old man doesn't hate it, and invites himself to smear his liver and brains! ”

After a long time, the old abbot slowly stopped crying and muttered, "Disciples! Hurry up and clean up the corpses of your brothers! If they have returned to heaven and have not returned, what is the use of our weeping all the time? ”

"Wonderful! Wonderful! The old abbot has a point! Such a sentence came from nowhere, which seemed vigorous and powerful, and the whole temple was suddenly silent.

Everyone hurriedly looked for prestige, only to see an old monk over eighty years old walking out of the stone cliff in the northwest corner of the courtyard, like an old mountain god quietly coming out. However, everyone could clearly see that the old monk's eyes were blind, and there were eight arhat dots on his skull, and his wrinkled face still could not hide a trace of sadness.

Seeing this old monk who came out of the shadows, everyone present understood in their hearts that he was the Huiming monk mentioned by the old abbot just now. The reason why he lost his blindness was that he was blinded by thieves twenty years ago in order to protect the treasure in the mysterious Buddha in the Descending Dragon Temple. He once said to the thieves who attacked and threatened him: "Eyes can be gouged out, and Buddha's wealth is rare!" He didn't say a word about the whereabouts of the mysterious treasure. As a result, he was bound and blinded by thieves. Now that the time has passed, the monk Huiming has lived in seclusion and silence for a long time, and the mysterious treasures in the Buddha are still tight-lipped and safe in his mind! For these reasons, Monk Huiming is naturally respected and admired by all living beings up and down the temple.

At this time, everyone watched quietly as he slowly walked to the bottom of the steps, but their hearts were already full of suspicion at the moment. They were very surprised by these actions of the blind old monk, as if the old monk was not blind at all, and he walked as if he were walking on the ground, and he was not bad at all. Not to mention, what shocked them was that in the past, this old monk had never asked about the monastery, but how could he say a word so soberly today, and walk from the bell tower to the courtyard so steadily?

At this time, Monk Huiming had already walked in front of everyone, and said earnestly: "Lang Lang Qiankun, where is the blue sky? The world is sinister, there are many wars, and Buddhism is no longer quiet! How many dead are there in the world? Fang is born and dies, and Fang dies and lives again. Good to my Buddha, purify all sentient beings! Let the eighteen disciples go! Go to a Western Pure Land free of war, killing, and sinister and treacherous! ”

Besides, Master Fashen was very unhappy when he heard the words of the old monk Huiming. I thought to myself, "Why didn't this blind old monk have any compassion and said such boring words, could it be that the eighteen Arhats died in vain like this?" No way! Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the eighteen Arhats are committed to the door of Buddhism, cultivating quietly, and having exquisite martial arts, and are the elite of Buddhism. However, now the disaster is not a one-way street, and all the eighteen dragon arhats were killed by the strongman, which is really a great loss for my Buddha! How could heaven and earth tolerate eighteen Buddhist disciples being trampled on in such a bad way? What are they guilty of? One day, the perpetrators will be paid back with blood! ”

Master Fa Shen was thinking like this, only to hear the old abbot say to the blind old monk: "Old Master Huiming! Our eighteen disciples died so miserably! ”

At this time, Monk Huiming paced forward and said, "Yes! I've been aware of this for a long time. I thought that the martial arts of the eighteen Arhats who descended the dragon were invincible in the world, who could resist it? What's more, they are eighteen teamed up? As the saying goes, 'If the good do not come, the one who comes is not good.' 'Presumably this killer must have superhuman skills, and we can't deal with him!' ”

When Master Fa Shen heard this, his heart was even more angry, and he took a step forward and said, "Amitabha! You really deserve to be Elder Huiming! It turns out that you are so greedy for life and afraid of death, and cowardly as a mouse! Why do you degrade yourself so much and increase the arrogance of evil? ”

"Wonderful! Hahaha! Monk Huiming laughed and said, "If Lao Wei is not mistaken, you are the current martial arts supreme Fashen master." ”

When Master Fa Shen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: "How does he know my Dharma name?" Who told him? That's impossible! I just arrived today