After listening to the account of the blood-clothed messenger, Abbot Huineng folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, the so-called cycle of karma is unpleasant, and the blood-clothed benefactor caused such a great evil result because of jealousy, and it is God's will to be able to recognize your two biological sons today. ”

At this time, the blood-clothed messenger was asking Abbot Huineng with a worried face, "Abbot Huineng, will the Buddha Lord forgive me for sending me to Elysium after I die?"

"Amitabha, as long as you can sincerely repent of the blood-clothed messenger, the Buddha Lord will naturally forgive you. ”

"Then I will rest assured, but it's a pity that I'm about to die, otherwise I would have escaped into the empty door and knocked on the sutra to recite the Buddha, and confessed my sins in front of the Buddha. ”

After speaking, he looked at Long Xiaotian and Long Xiaotian again and asked the two of them with a hint of pleading: "Roar, Xiaotian, I was sorry for you because of jealousy back then, and I am even more sorry for your mother, but today I have completely repented, can you forgive me?"

As the saying goes, people are good at dying, not to mention that the person in front of them is still their biological father, so the two brothers chose to forgive, so they both said in unison: "Dad, we forgive you." ”

After listening to the two of them's answers, the blood-clothed messenger felt a burst of joy in his heart, and he was moved to tears and said, "You are finally willing to recognize me as my father, haha, it's good, it's good, you ...... in the future." You ......"

However, when the blood-clothed messenger had just finished saying this, he threw his head to the side and died, and the abbot of Huineng immediately recited the sutra for him.

The death of the blood-clothed messenger made Long Roar and Wu Min feel extremely sad in their hearts, and the two of them knelt down together next to the blood-clothed messenger's body and cried loudly.

"Master...... Master......"

Long Xiaotian gently put his hand on the shoulders of the two of them and comforted: "Min'er, roar, don't cry for the two of you, people can't be resurrected after death, let's mourn and change!"

At this time, Wu Min looked at Long Xiaotian beside him, and said to him: "I can't imagine that my master is actually the biological father of you and Senior Brother Roaring, so aren't you also a Mongolian?"

Wu Min's words made everyone standing around hear it clearly inadvertently, and Long Xiaotian could only frankly admit the fact that he was a Mongolian.

"Yes, I am indeed a Mongolian, I am not the son of Long Shaoqing, I can't imagine that the enemy I have been chasing and trying to kill is actually my own father, it seems that God really played a big joke on me!"

With that, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter was full of helplessness and disappointment.

"Hahahaha......"

However, for Wu Min, she was very willing to accept the fact that Long Xiaotian was a Mongolian.

"Brother Long, since you are a Mongolian, it just so happens that I am also a Mongolian, if the two of us are together in the future, there will never be so many objections. ”

Hearing Wu Min say this, Long Xiaotian's heart finally had a trace of comfort, he excitedly held Wu Min's hand and said to her excitedly: "Min'er......"

At this time, the dragon roared and said to Zhou Yidai, who was standing beside him: "Yidai, I really didn't expect that I was a Mongolian, are you willing to accept the fact that I am a Mongolian?"

Zhou Yidai nodded slightly, and she was already completely willing to accept the identity of the dragon roaring land in her heart.

"Long Lang, don't worry too much, whether you are a Mongolian or a Han or a Chinese, I am willing to be with you forever, I love your person, not your identity, as long as I can be with you, no matter what kind of person you are, I am willing. ”

"Yi Dai...... Thank you. ”

The dragon roared very excitedly and gratefully.

However, the death of the blood-clothed envoy did not make the Thousand Illusions Demon have half a sense of mercy, in his eyes, the blood-clothed envoy's cheap life is the same as the Golden Wheel Boy Wan Yanying and the Yin and Yang Judge Duan Mingze, they are just a group of hard-working little minions, and they are not worth mentioning at all.

At this time, he gloated and laughed: "Hahaha, those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die, no matter who dares to go against me, this is the end, this useless thing not only did not kill a person but also wasted me for so long, it is better to die." ”

As soon as the Thousand Illusion Demon said this, it immediately attracted the unanimous indignation of Long Xiaotian and others, and Abbot Huineng clasped his hands together at this time and said: "Amitabha, Senior Brother Huiming, as the so-called Heaven has the virtue of a good life, no matter what the Blood-clothed Messenger says, he has also worked for the Blood-Cloaked Sect for so many years, even if he has no merit, he has worked hard, why are you so ruthless and unjust." Your contempt for life is recompensable. ”

And the Thousand Illusion Demon didn't have the heart to tell Abbot Huineng anything, he glared at the Abbot Huineng in front of him, and still had in his heart that he refused to defend him in front of his master.

"You shut up for me, you are embarrassed to say what retribution, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been expelled from Shaolin by the master, the reason why I became the way I am now is all thanks to you, today I want to destroy your Shaolin Temple to wash away the shame of my expulsion from the master. ”

His words made Abbot Huineng feel guilty in his heart, but he understood the resentment of the Thousand Illusion Demon towards him, so he couldn't bear to say anything about him, only to see him put his hands together again and said: "Amitabha, these are all old things and what do you mention him to do? Besides, Shaolin Temple has a hundred years of foundation since the temple was built, not that you can destroy it, if you insist on destroying the Shaolin Temple, you will never stand idly by, even if you fight for your life, you must keep the temple safe." ”

Wu Min then followed the words of Abbot Huineng: "That is, in addition to the Abbot Huineng of Shaolin Temple, there are also us, as long as we are here, you don't want to do anything to Shaolin Temple." What's more, now that all of your men are dead, and you are the only one left, do you think you can deal with us with your own strength?"

However, the Thousand Illusion Demon felt quite confident in his own strength, and he laughed in a contemptuous and mocking tone, "Hahaha, with my current strength, it is too easy to flatten you, if you don't believe it, give it a try." ”

Hearing the Thousand Illusion Demon say this, Long Xiaotian really had the urge to jump in his heart, so he once again pulled out the green dragon black sword on his back and said, "Okay, then let me let Long Xiaotian come to teach you your high skills first, and see if you are as powerful as you say." ”

But when he was about to jump into the ring to fight the Thousand Illusion Demons, Abbot Huineng stopped him and said, "Dragon Sect Master, your kindness is appreciated. But after all, this is a grudge between me and him, and you outsiders had better not interfere. ”

After finishing speaking, he jumped into the ring and said to the Thousand Illusion Demon: "Senior Brother Huiming, since you have always thought that the grievances and grievances on the rivers and lakes are all caused by me, then I will break off with you today. If it weren't for my selfish refusal to defend you and let the master misunderstand you and expel you, then you wouldn't have fallen into the Bloody Clothes Sect, let alone become the leader of the Bloody Clothes Sect, and there wouldn't have been so many strife and vendettas on the rivers and lakes, so I'll break it off with you now. ”

"Haha, it's good to know, if you hadn't been selfish back then, Shaolin Temple would not have had this catastrophe, this is all your own fault, look at the trick!"

After that, the Thousand Illusion Demon took the initiative to attack the abbot of Huineng, and when he concentrated the internal force in his right palm and wanted to hit the chest of the abbot of Huineng, the abbot of Huineng used his Qianyang Divine Skill to hold the right hand and arm of the Thousand Illusion Demon.

After a while, two different colors of internal force appeared on the two of them, purple and fiery red.

However, with the scream of the Thousand Illusion Demon, the abbot of Huineng was instantly shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then the Thousand Illusion Demon slapped his palm on the chest of the abbot of Huineng and knocked him out of the ring, until the abbot of Huineng fell to the ground, and then spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and couldn't move.

At this time, the Thousand Illusion Demon smiled at the abbot of Huineng with a smug face: "Hahaha, your internal strength and skill have now been passed on to others, and there is nothing to use, what else do you use to fight me." ”

Seeing this, Long Xiaotian and Long Roaring hurriedly ran forward, and at the same time pumped true qi into Abbot Huineng's body.