Drain!

The heavy rain gradually weakened, the rain changed from pouring to dripping, and the dust generated by the fire between the heaven and the earth was also weakened a lot, but the scorched black on the earth was still very rich, and from the halfway point of the hanging temple, the entire White Horse Mountain was still mottled. ▲-八▲-八▲-Read▲-Book,.◇.o≧

However, the atmosphere on this hanging temple has been much more stable, and those disciples who were originally arranged to go down the mountain were unable to go down the mountain because they were all injured by the fire, so they stayed in this temple again.

Among them, those who were seriously injured were recuperating in the temple, and those who were still able to move, began to clean up the hanging temple covered with soot according to the arrangement of suspense, and it was quite full of vitality.

And the warrior monks of the Hanging Temple also returned to normal, they all returned to the school martial arts field, and then began to continue to practice martial arts as before, and the shouts were arrogant and fierce.

As for the suspense, he returned to the Bodhi Temple, no longer dwelling too much on the future of Nadongchang, and began to retreat and cultivate.

The entire Hanging Temple seems to have really returned to its previous state.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Zhixiang stood at the gate of the Bodhi Temple, looking at the abbot's residence with the gate closed, and there was a trace of doubt and confusion on his fat face.

He didn't know what was going on, why after the first seat of Suspense went to Ganlu Cave, he seemed to be a different person, and he didn't care about what was coming to Dongchang?

Even if he really didn't care, what about those disciples in the temple?

Now that they are all staying in the Hanging Temple, waiting for the Dongchang to come on a large scale, how can these disciples escape?

Could it be that the first seat of suspense already has a way to deal with it?

"Prime Minister Zhi's first seat, the abbot is resting, and he doesn't see anyone!"

"Please go back!"

Zhixiang waited at the gate of this Bodhi temple for about half an hour, and a small novice walked out of the Bodhi temple, bowed respectfully to Zhixiang, and said in a low voice.

"Don't see me?"

When Zhixiang heard this, the puzzle on his face became even more intense, and he was almost a little puzzled.

Why not?

Didn't you already discuss before, you want to go down the mountain to see Dongchang, pretend to surrender to Dongchang, and make the last hope to keep the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Hanging Temple?

What does this mean exactly?

"Hoo ......"

Zhixiang stood at the door of this Bodhi Temple for a long time, and finally did not understand the meaning of suspense, he shook his head a little bitterly, that is, he put his hands together, and said in a low voice,

"Please also ask the nephew to inform the abbot and uncle that Zhixiang will go down the mountain to Rongyang City according to the previous agreement!"

"Please take care of Uncle Abbot!"

After speaking, Zhixiang respectfully bowed to the interior of the Bodhi Temple, and then slowly retreated, and then he walked towards the outside of the Hanging Temple.

No matter what the abbot of Hanging Sorrow means, he still has to go to Rongyang City, he doesn't believe that the Hanging Temple can deal with Dongchang, so he still has to surrender!

Sacrifice your reputation to keep the Scripture Pavilion!

"Amitabha!"

"For my Hanging Temple for thousands of generations, for my Buddha to live forever in the world, the disciple is willing to go to hell with his body!"

Zhixiang came to the mountain gate of the Hanging Temple, looked up, glanced at the Haoran Hanging Temple, lowered his head again, glanced at the White Horse Mountain that had become mottled, read a deep sentence, and slowly descended along the stone steps between the mountains.

That figure, under the reflection of the White Horse Mountain after being burned by a mountain fire, looked extremely lonely!

There is also a sadness that is difficult to hide!

......

Inside the city of Rongyang.

White Horse Mountain is not very far from Rongyang City, the fire that spread throughout the entire White Horse Mountain, but also let this Rongyang City be affected, the city is filled with a faint smoke and dust, some choking feeling, this is still a sudden heavy rain to wash the effect, if there is no heavy rain, the air here will be dirty!

And on that street, there is also a little muddy water, and most of the muddy water is dust from the burning of the mountain fire, which looks a little muddy. 5∞85∞85∞ read 5∞ books, .←.o≈

Even the people on the streets feel a little depressed because of this situation.

For the fire in the Hanging Temple of White Horse Mountain, people are somewhat uncomfortable.

After all, the Hanging Temple is the holy land of martial arts, and it is also the representative of Buddhism, and there are countless Buddhist believers in this Rongyang City!

"Hoo ......"

And on this street, there is a somewhat fat figure, it is the Zhixiang monk who hurried from the Hanging Temple, his clothes are stained with a lot of dust, and his face is also full of exhaustion, slowly through the crowd, to the place where Su Shan is located.

"Amitabha!"

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"For the glory of Buddhism, for the thousands of years of foundation of the Hanging Temple, even if it is to bear the infamy of the ages, so what?"

"Hoo ......"

Standing not far from the station, Zhixiang raised his head, and glanced towards the depths of the station with a thick generosity on his face, and then slowly walked to the door of the station.

"Who?"

The two Dongchang servants blocked Zhixiang with cold faces, and the embroidered spring knife on their waists also stretched out halfway, flashing with an unconcealable fierceness and forest.

"Amitabha! The poor monk has come to meet the overseer!

Zhixiang's face showed a little solemnity, his hands were folded, and he said in a low voice.

"Hanging Temple, you wait!"

The two officers sounded like they were from the Hanging Temple, and their brows were even more wrinkled, and the two looked at each other, one of them stayed to look at Zhixiang, and the other quickly walked into the post station to report.

Soon after, the messenger came to the doorway again, and said to Zhixiang,

"The Overseer, please!"

"Thank you!"

Zhixiang folded his hands together, bowed slightly, and then accompanied by the officer, slowly walked into the post station, surrounded by a lot of Dongchang guards, the look on his face was awe-inspiring, Zhixiang walked during the period, his face was stable, as if he couldn't see anything!

But in a moment, he was taken to the main hall of the post station, standing at the door and glancing at the slightly dim hall, Su Shanzheng leaned on the main seat with a somewhat indifferent face, drinking tea lightly!

Beside him, Xiao Yu'er was standing.

There are only two people in the entire hall, and it is extremely quiet, but it gives people an extraordinarily low and depressing feeling, as if the atmosphere between heaven and earth has become extremely depressing, which makes people dare not underestimate it!

"Why, when you get to the door, don't you dare to enter?"

When Zhixiang observed the two people in the hall, Su Shan raised his head gently, and an extraordinarily cold and contemptuous gaze was projected on his body, making him feel a tingling sensation in his back.

"Hoo ......"

Zhixiang took a deep breath, and then with a solemn look, he walked into the hall, the light around him was slightly dim, he stood in the center of the hall, folded his hands, and said to Su Shan,

"The poor monk has seen the Overseer!"

"Master Zhixiang, the first seat of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Hanging Temple, the thirty-seventh generation disciple, has been in charge of the arsenal of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and the Hanging Temple Inheritance Scriptures!

Su Shan straightened up slightly, lowered his head and glanced at Zhixiang, a sneer appeared on his face, and he hummed,

"Now the entire Hanging Temple is busy dealing with our family, as well as our family's East Factory, I don't know if Master Zhixiang is not staying in your Hanging Temple, why do you come to our house?"

"Overseer!"

Zhixiang listened to Su Shan's detailed introduction to his situation, and there was a trace of shock on his face, he didn't expect that Su Shan had reached such a point where he knew everything about the Hanging Temple!

He is only the first seat of the Scripture Pavilion, and he has been investigated so clearly!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and then folded his hands together and whispered,

"Zhixiang is here, is to be included in the six doors of the East Factory, from now on and the Hanging Temple, when the future overseer takes the Hanging Temple, Zhixiang can use the understanding of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion over the years, all the martial arts and scriptures of the Hanging Temple, all the books!"

"Please take it in!"

"Oh?"

Su Shan listened to Zhixiang's words, and there was a hint of surprise on his feminine face, he didn't expect that someone from this Hanging Temple would take the initiative to come and surrender!

That's weird!

However, he looked at Zhixiang's expression carefully, and thought about what the latter had just said, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face, as well as a hint of contempt.

He had already guessed the purpose of the surrender of this wise monk!

The focus of the latter is on the Tibetan Golden Pavilion of this Hanging Temple, those martial arts, and scriptures!

"Heh......"

Thinking of this, Su Shan's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a sneer appeared on his face, he took the tea sent by Xiao Yu'er, leaned back on the chair a little, and then said coldly,

"Since we want to surrender, then our family is naturally welcome!"

"However, your attitude doesn't seem to be so sincere, right? Let's remind you that after surrendering to the six gates, you will be a member of the court in the future, and no matter what, you have to follow the rules of the court!"

"I can't use your Hanging Temple rules anymore!"

"Among the six doors, when subordinates see our family, they all have to kneel down to see each other!"

"Can it be done?"

When Zhixiang heard Su Shan's words, his brows suddenly furrowed, and a look of embarrassment flashed.

People in Buddhism, even if they see the emperor, they can not kneel, they only kneel in Buddhism who are higher than them, at this time, if the wise minister kneels to Su Shan, it is to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!

However, thinking of those martial arts and scriptures in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and the treasures of the Hanging Temple, he gritted his teeth, and then waved his sleeve robe, and knelt directly in front of Su Shan, and bowed to the ground with both hands, kowtowed his head heavily, and said,

"Zhixiang, I've seen the Overseer!"

"Haha...... You're a monk who knows the times!"

Su Shan looked at the wise face who was kneeling like this, and there was a trace of coldness on his face that was even more obvious, he waved his hand and said,

"Since you are willing to kneel, then our family will accept you!"

"Come on, good wine and good meat to serve!"

"Yes!"

Su Shan's words fell, and a low and respectful voice came from outside the hall, and a fan servant hurriedly retreated, and then quickly worked hard, and the wine and meat were brought to this hall and placed in front of Zhixiang.

"Monk, after eating this wine and meat, you are the real person of the Six Gates!"

"Our family can give you the wind and rain order, and let you be the commander of the six doors like Xue Yulin and others, how about it?"

Su Shan slowly straightened up, his eyes swept over Zhixiang's body with coldness and contempt, and snorted coldly.

"This ......"

Zhixiang looked at the wine and meat in front of him, and there was obvious hesitation on his fat face, he hesitated for a while, took a deep breath, and said bitterly,

"The poor monk has surrendered, and he is willing to join the six gates and return to the overseer, why is the overseer so difficult for the poor monk?"

"Didn't the Overseer want to keep the poor monk at all?"

"Embarrassing you?"

Su Shan listened to Zhixiang's words, and a trace of more obvious contempt appeared on his face, and then said coldly,

"What if you're embarrassed?"

"Stinky monk, do you think that our family can't see the purpose of joining the Six Doors?"

"If you want to keep the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Hanging Temple, and you want to keep the prestige of the Hanging Temple for thousands of years, do you want some people to fight, and one person to surrender, to kill two birds with one stone?

"This ......"

When Zhixiang heard Su Shan's words, a trace of panic suddenly appeared on his fat face, he didn't expect that this Su Shan would completely guess his thoughts!

"Stinky monk, let's tell you the truth!"

When Zhi Xiang was in a trance, Su Shan hummed softly again,

"Hanging Temple, our family is bound to be subdued, if you want to have the best of both worlds, it's impossible!"

"If you want to keep the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the thousand-year-old foundation of your Hanging Temple, let your first abbot take all the monks of your Hanging Temple to surrender!"

"If you can't, don't think about the best of both worlds!"

"Prepare for a battle to the death!"

"Moreover, our family has also made it clear to you, the rules of the East Factory have always been that after the start, if you don't accept surrender, then you will be wiped out in the Hanging Temple!"

"Chickens and dogs don't stay!"

"Our family not only wants to kill your monks, but also destroy your Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so that all the centennial sacrifices of your Hanging Temple will completely disappear!"

"Do you understand?"

Rumble!

Su Shan's last cold questioning voice fell, and an indescribable violent aura rose directly from his body, and then directly surged towards that wise face like a dragon and a tiger!

Crash!

Zhixiang felt that there was an indescribable strong wind howling, and the coercion was even more powerful, he could barely move, his face became pale, and a mouthful of red blood instantly overflowed from the corner of his mouth!

Even, the kneeling bluestone slab was shattered because of this, and cracks appeared one after another, like spider webs!

His eyes were even more frightened, and his face was as white as paper!

"The words of the overseer, the poor monk has written it down!"

As Su Shan's breath gradually dissipated, Zhixiang slowly recovered, he stood up with difficulty, looked at Su Shan with a particularly sad look, and then folded his hands and said,

"The poor monk will return to the Hanging Temple, and he will inevitably inform the first abbot of all the words of the governor!"

"The Hanging Temple will also wait for the arrival of the Overseer!"

"Get out!"

Su Shan looked at Zhixiang like this, the disdain and coldness on his face were even stronger, and he waved his hand casually, and another wave of qi rolled over and smashed directly on Zhixiang's body.

With a thud, he flew out of the hall and collapsed to the ground.

Crash!

Several servants rushed over angrily, wanting to arrest Zhixiang, but Su Shan laughed coldly and said,

"Let him go!"

"Go and report to the Hanging Temple!"

"Yes!"

All the soldiers retreated, Zhixiang's face became even paler, he stood up with his body propped up, and then walked towards the outside of the post station with extremely low steps, and the figure looked particularly desolate!

"Overseer, why don't you kill him? Keeping him doesn't leave an extra force for the Hanging Temple?"

Seeing Zhixiang's figure gradually disappear, Xiao Yu'er showed a trace of doubt on her face and asked in a low voice.

"Heh......"

Su Shan smiled lightly, drank the tea in one gulp, and then hummed,

"My palm has broken the meridians in his body, and he will return to the Hanging Temple at most, and he won't live too long!"

"I just want him to tell the news......"

"A group of stinky monks, want to play tricks in front of me? It's really overwhelming!" 11...Friends who read books, you can search "Blue Chinese Network", you can find this site as soon as possible.