The white clouds were like grasshoppers in the grass, and after hearing the sound flashing to a statue of a Fuhu Arhat god, he was still condensed, and only the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

"Tong Qingyao, if you have something to say, you can come to my house to talk about it, why did you come to this Haihui Hall to meet, what if it was broken by the monks in the temple. The white-eyed old monk was angry, but he tried his best to lower his voice and did not dare to speak out.

"The safest place is the most dangerous, and the most dangerous place is the safest. The disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect said leisurely, "Master Hui Cong doesn't understand this truth?"

The footsteps stopped abruptly about ten steps away from the stone statue of the Fuhu Arhat, Bai Yun cautiously poked out his gaze with the statue of the god as a cover, and in the dim light, Bai Yun faintly saw the face of the green shirt, sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, so heroic and martial.

"Is it?" Bai Yun was shocked in his heart, the green shirt and high crown were none other than Tong Qingyao, the eldest disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

"What the hell is going on?" As one of the five elders of Muru Temple, the highly respected Master Huicong looked flustered, and said with a look left and right: "Tell me something quickly." ”

A ripple arose in Bai Yun's heart, and he skipped in his heart: "Master Huicong actually has a secret relationship with Liu Weiji? Could it be that this meeting in Muru Temple is 。。。。。。 ”

How deep is the muddy water of this trip to the Muru Temple? The young man hiding behind the stone statue subconsciously tightened his wooden sword, not daring to speculate any further.

"Don't be impatient, master. Tong Qingyao put his hands behind his back, carrying a long sword upside down, with an inexplicable chill in his eyes, he glanced at the empty hall and said, "Don't you want to sit on the big chair of the head of the temple in Muru Temple?"

As soon as such a shocking remark came out, Bai Yun's pupils suddenly contracted, and he didn't expect that Master Hui Cong was also involved in this troubled water, not only colluding with the Qingxuan Sword Sect, but also conspiring with the great Confucian Liu Weichu who was all over the world to take the top position in the sect.

The left and right Buddha sea is immeasurable, Master Hui Cong palmed one hand and muttered: "Sins and sins." ”

The man with the elegant phoenix eyes in the green shirt and high crown said with a smile: "It's just trying to take the position of the presiding officer of the Muru Temple, what is a sin? Isn't the reason why the master chose to conspire with the Qingxuan Sword Sect to conspire with the great things is precisely for this chair of the Supreme Buddha? Isn't it common for you monks to say that you should first understand your heart in everything, and then clear the clouds and mist, and then set your will?"

The Hui Cong monk did not answer, and the green shirt continued to speak: "Besides, in terms of seniority and understanding, who can compare to the master in Muru Temple, when the former presiding officer was far away from the rivers and lakes, he convened the elders to discuss the successor candidate, and the major elders of Muru Temple have said that you Hui Cong monk should sit in the position of presiding, if it is not for the previous presiding over the stubbornness, insisting on letting the Huiping monk of Huigen Pingping succeed to the presiding officer of Muru Temple, where is his turn to sit on this Buddha throne to receive the world's incense?" The position of the presiding officer of this Muru Temple was originally yours of the master, so what is the crime? . ”

Master Hui Cong restrained his anger, but he still didn't want to show a trace of uneasiness in front of the green shirt: "Amitabha, whether it is Mr. Liu seeking the position of the head of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, or the sin monk can't let go of the name of the host, this should be a decent family matter behind closed doors, but Mr. Liu colluded with the Tianlong Society and single-handedly planned the meeting of Muru Temple, and did not hesitate to exchange the lives of the disciples of each faction for the false name of the head of the sect, which has crossed the bottom line, which is a big sin in the eighteenth layer of purgatory." ”

Tong Qingyao smiled: "When did Master Hui Cong become so compassionate and benevolent? ”

Master HC was speechless.

Qing Yi put away the vulture smile and turned around, leaned on the vermilion lacquer hook on the side of the second-floor pavilion, and said calmly: "Such a good opportunity is irretrievable, the master really wants to give up ascending to the throne of the Buddha admired by thousands of people?"

Master HC hesitated and sighed again and again.

"It's really inappropriate to exchange the lives of the disciples of each faction for the position of the head of the sect, but it is very tense and very methodical, and it is beneficial and good to fold off these talented and gradually plump wings, whether it is for the Qingxuan Sword Sect or the Muru Temple, it is a good and good thing, not to mention the Huayin Gate that has been straight up over the years, let's just say that the Jixia Mountain that intends to escape the world, after the big war twenty years ago, faded out of the rivers and lakes away from the incense, but it is still steadily overpowering the Qingxuan Sword Sect and the Muru Temple, but the Qingxuan Sword Sect and the Muru Temple The two factions of the bull's ear did not go to be prepared for danger in times of peace, and took advantage of the two major sects to converge on the edge of the tide, stagnation Not to mention, but also want to learn from the people of the Hair Xia Mountain to fade out of the rivers and lakes。 The man in the green shirt was very eloquent, but his tone did not fluctuate much.

"Now that the large and small sects in Daliang have sprung up, it is difficult to guarantee that one day Muru Temple will be pulled down from the altar and replace Muru Temple to squeeze into the position of the world's five major sects. The phoenix-eyed man paused for a moment, looked at the change in the white-eyed old monk's expression, and said, "The master is worried about what to do if the matter is revealed?"

Master Hui Cong was silent, and the man with phoenix eyes who was transparent on all sides smiled, and read the answer from the change in the expression of the Master of Wisdom alone: "Master can rest assured, no matter what the result is, the Heavenly Dragon Society will agree to block this pool of dirty water." ”

"Is that true?" said HC's folded hands slowly lowered, half-incredulously.

Tong Qingyao, who was confident and confident, nodded and said, "Seriously." “

"This bureau is not leaky, as long as the master is willing to help, how can the matter be revealed?" The man with the phoenix eyes and the high crown added: "When Master Huicong sits in the position of presiding over Muru Temple, the Qingxuan Sword Sect will also change the court, taking advantage of the seclusion of the Bun Xia and the Snow Villa, wouldn't it be beautiful for the two factions to join forces to order the rivers and lakes?"

Master HC's eyes lit up, and after thinking for a long time, he asked again, "What are your plans next?" is it still as planned to lure the disciples of each faction to the Endless Sea, and then let the Heavenly Dragon Society demons who had been ambushed in advance be strangled together?"

Tong Qingyao caressed the vermilion lacquer and said four words in a few words: "Start in advance." ”

Do it in advance? Bai Yun's heart condensed into a piece, and the cold sweat in his palms flowed like rain.

Master HC was surprised: "You want to do it in Muru Temple?"

Tong Qingyao brushed the hilt of the sword, and her eyes quietly became gloomy: "Yes, it's tonight." ”

"Never!" the Wise Master's face changed drastically.

"Master don't worry, listen to me slowly. Tong Qingyao said slowly: "Among the disciples of the Jixia Sect, one of them is a spy of the Heavenly Dragon Society. ”

Master HC was taken aback.

The young man who had been hiding behind the stone statue and eavesdropping on the conversation between the two was even more like a blow to the head, but after the shock, he thought about it carefully, everyone who went down the mountain this time had grown up in the Jixia Gate since he was a child, and he was the beloved disciple of the elders of Jixia, how could it be a spy of the Tianlong Society? Most of the time it was Tong Qingyao talking nonsense and gossipes to confuse Master Huicong's tricks.

"Hair Xiashan has always been strict in accepting disciples, how dare you conclude that person is a spy of the Heavenly Dragon Society?" asked Master Hui Cong.

"That disciple of the Hair Xia is carrying a shrouded wooden sword, and it seems that he has a good friendship with the daughter of the leader of the Heavenly Dragon Society, I have seen him twice on the way to Muru Temple, but he has not noticed me, if he really has nothing to do with the Heavenly Dragon Society, why is he so close to the daughter of the big devil? The only possibility is that the Heavenly Dragon Society has planted a spy in the Hair Xia Mountain. ”

Bai Yun suddenly woke up, it turned out that the Tianlong Society spy that Tong Qingyao was talking about was not someone else, it was himself, but he couldn't help but wonder, when did Tong Qingyao see him on the road?

"You want to make a big fuss about this?" the wise monk speculated.

"Exactly" Tong Qingyao grinned at the corner of her mouth, nodded and said: "The courtyards where each gate faction stays are guarded by monks in the temple, and when the time comes, the master, in the name of night patrol, will light the room where the major sects stay with ecstasy incense, and then you don't have to work hard Master you do it yourself." ”

"I have asked the same door under the mountain to go and meet with the Tianlong Society, and let the Tianlong do it when it is ugly tonight" Tong Qingyao took a deep breath, revealing a hideous smile: "Afterwards, I will push all the dirty water to the Tianlong Society who carries the wooden sword, and the gods will not know it, unless... ”

The Hui Cong monk frowned and said, "Unless what?"

"Unless the dead can speak. Tong Qingyao's face was gloomy and she said.

Bai Yun listened too intently, and he didn't pay attention, and his forehead hit the elbow of the Fuhu Arhat elephant, making a strange sound that lingered for a long time.

"Who?" Tong Qingyao jumped out when she heard the sound, her sword flashing, pointing to the statue of the Fuhu Arhat.

A figure hiding behind the idol fled through the window, the lights dimmed, and the person's appearance could not be seen clearly.

Tsing Yi chased after him, kicked on the shoulder of the Buddha statue of Fuhu Arhat, jumped out of the window with his strength, and the entire stone statue carved from the original stone instantly blew off the upper body, and the fragments were like flowing stones, which was extremely exaggerated.

The monk of Huicong never expected that a secret conversation between Shicai and Tong Qingyao would be overheard, and his heart was quickly raised to his throat, and he immediately floated down from the two-story pavilion dedicated to the Ten Thousand Buddhas, and chased him out of the hall with the momentum of outflanking.

The young man landed on the Ten Thousand Buddha Flat and was about to flee down the mountain, when the man in the green shirt suddenly threw his long sword like the wind.

The long sword flew out of the air, the whistle did not stop, Bai Yun heard the buzzing sound of the sword, and also felt the cool breeze chasing his back, as anxious as the sparks intertwined, Bai Yun did not dare to hold it up, turned around abruptly, and the long sword in his hand flowed through the clouds.

With a bang, the god drew half an arc out of thin air to remove the pursuing sword.

At the same time, two figures one in front of the other, one behind the other, suddenly fell in front of and behind the white clouds.

"Is that you?" The man with phoenix eyes was slightly surprised, but his eyes turned from dark to bright.

"I've heard it all, one is the eldest disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, and the other is a high-ranking monk of Muru Temple, who colluded with each other to kill Zhongliang for the sake of ambition. Bai Yun turned his head sideways and glanced at the white-eyed old monk behind him with his peripheral vision.

The man in the green shirt couldn't stop laughing: "These words came out of the mouth of you, a spy of the Tianlong Society, it was simply fifty steps of laughter and a hundred steps, and it was a big joke in the world." ”

"You are talking nonsense! You are the spies who colluded with the Heavenly Dragon Society, and you even sued the wicked people to bite back first!" Bai Yun retorted.

"Oh, then you'd give me the proof. The man with phoenix eyes said disdainfully: "Who would believe just your words?"

"Evidence?" Bai Yun was furious, but the raging fire was forcibly suppressed by him, like a rising red sun.

Looking at the overall situation, Mu Changsheng's handwritten secret letter is the only way to win, and he must not be rashly broken because of anger.