"Amitabha. The old monk Huiping asked again: "Tong Qingyao, why are you so sure that the man in black is a member of the Heavenly Dragon Society?"

The man with phoenix eyes seemed to notice something, looked up at the rising moonlight, his eyes were beating faintly, his hand quietly pressed on the long sword at his waist, and replied: " The man in black accidentally showed the tattoo on his wrist when he fought with me, and the tattoo was the same as the cowhide bladder on the waist of the disciple of the bun Xia, all of which were secret marks between the members of the Heavenly Dragon Society, after the battle between good and evil twenty years ago, the vitality of the Heavenly Dragon Society was greatly damaged, and he became a rat crossing the streets, if the man in black was not a member of the Heavenly Dragon Society, why did he stab such tattoos, could it be that there are really people who have nothing to do to smear mud on their bodies?"

The gray-clothed old monk stopped hearing this, and then turned to Bai Yun and asked, "Did you really see Tong Qingyao and Hui Cong talking secretly in the Buddha Forest?"

Bai Yun nodded and said: "Yes, it is the two of them who are talking secretly in the Buddha Forest, there is no Tianlong Society black-clothed person at all, it is purely a nonsense blood-making mouth spray person, I hope to preside over Mingjian." ”

The gray-clothed old monk nodded, his face still as calm as water, and continued to ask, "Then what did you hear?"

Bai Yun was stunned at first, but the old monk Huiping looked at him like shining eyes, although the old monk was expressionless and calm as water, but he couldn't hide the charity and peace between his eyebrows.

The young man holding a shrouded wooden sword in his hand took a deep breath and said slowly: "Master Hui Cong and Tong Qingyao, the eldest disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, colluded with the Heavenly Dragon Society, and will kill the disciples of each faction tonight, and plot to seize the position of the presiding officer of Muru Temple. ”

As soon as these words came out, a group of decent disciples who were watching looked at each other, and saw that the Jixia disciple of the wooden sword had an extremely solemn expression, not like he was quibbling crookedly, and a group of decent disciples couldn't help but wonder, one was the eldest disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, and the other was a gentle and mellow junior disciple on Jixia Mountain, who was lying?

After listening to Bai Yun's defense, the gray-clothed old monk's expression did not change much as usual, and his two gray sleeves naturally drooped, and he said to a group of decent disciples: "The matter of colluding with the Heavenly Dragon Society is very important, since you can't distinguish the truth from the fake here, you might as well wait for a few more days in Muru Temple, and wait for the secret letter of the Heavenly Dragon Society to arrive, and the truth will be revealed." ”

The disciples of various factions have expressed their approval, colluding with the Tianlong Society is not trivial, the Tianlong Society has always acted insidiously and viciously, not to mention whether the back of the Muru Temple meeting is involved with the Tianlong Society, just because there is a hidden spy of the Tianlong Society in the decency, you must not act rashly, in case of a slight mistake in the pool falls into the trap laid by the Tianlong Society, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Amitabha, the poor monks will let the disciples in the temple step up patrols, close the mountain and guard it strictly, and never let the slightest news go away, and please wait patiently in the temple, and when the evidence arrives, it will definitely return the innocent to a clean slate. Monk Huiping added.

Tong Qingyao's expression was cold, and he said with a smile: "What is the origin of this spy of Muru Temple? Even the host of Muru Temple is willing to put down the Buddha's body and protect it. ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk is just talking about things, how can he cover up?" Under the gray sleeves, the old monk Huiping fiddled with the Buddha beads in his hand, and looked at the Huicong monk who was standing quietly aside, and his eyes wavered [~... @&Fastest update]

Ripples that are not clear.

"Well, then everything is subject to the presiding arrangement. The corners of the phoenix-eyed man's eyes rose, and when Lang Yue was in the sky, he muttered softly: "Anyway, you can't wait for the day when the truth is revealed." ”

The empty moonlight sprinkled the trees like mountains, and the trees turned into clouds like flowing clouds.

"Ahh

Looking for prestige, Chen Jing was pierced through his chest by a long sword from his back, and then the long sword was pulled out abruptly, Chen Jing fell like a withered lotus in a pool of blood, and before everyone could react, another sharp blade swept through Chen Cheng's neck, and in an instant, blood splashed, Chen Cheng's eyes were dull, his hands covered his neck, and he fell to the ground after a breath.

At the same time, the black-clothed people who entered the forest flashed out from all directions of Wanfoping.

Everyone woke up like a dream, and the dragon would do it?

The sound of killing on the Ten Thousand Buddha Ping shook the sky, and for a while, the disciples of each faction fought with the black-clothed man, but the disciples of the Qingxuan Sword Sect who participated in this meeting of the Muru Temple not only did not fight against foreign enemies, but also came over to Tu Miao's righteous disciples, and immediately attacked and injured several disciples of the Snow Villa.

witnessed the scene of Chen Cheng and Chen Jing falling in a pool of blood, and Bai Yun's eyes were red.

In the midst of the scuffle, Bai Yun saw clearly that the murderers who attacked and killed the two were actually two disciples of the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

The sword shadow was dazzling, a man in black fell behind Bai Yun at some point, swung his sword and stabbed Bai Yun's back, Baiyun's blood was outstretched, and the wisps of blood between his eyes were all visible, and he turned back sharply in anger, without a trace of superfluous movements, and sent the wrapped wooden sword into the chest of the man in black, the white cloth was stained with blood and fell off, and the man in black spit out a mouthful of blood and cut off his breath.

Taking advantage of the fact that the disciples of various factions were looking around in a hurry, the phoenix-eyed man's eyes narrowed into a line, the sword in his hand trembled faintly, and he approached the gray-clothed old monk and Huiping monk step by step.

The host of Huiping noticed the man in green shirt and phoenix eyes who was approaching him, and he clearly felt the vigorous murderous intent on the man's body, but his demeanor was calm and motionless.

The man with phoenix eyes approached, the long sword was unsheathed silently, and the young monk who had been following the old monk was firmly in front of the old monk at this moment.

"Fa foolish. Old monk Huiping said softly.

"Master, don't be in a hurry, let the apprentice talk to him first, and talk about Zen. Monk Fayu smiled warmly and replied gently.

The phoenix-eyed man suddenly stopped his steps, and the radiant phoenix eyes suddenly opened as if they were round, and he smiled strangely: "I heard that Hui Ping presided over the door, and there is a disciple who knows how to observe people's hearts, it can't be you, right?"

"Amitabha Buddha is a little monk. Fa Yu replied truthfully and plainly.

Tong Qingyao pretended to be surprised, and said with a gloomy smile: "The art of contemplating people's hearts is the great realm in the Heavenly Dao, the rivers and lakes all say that the talent of Muru Temple has withered, and no one has squeezed into the top ten of the martial arts list in the past twenty years. ”

"In my opinion, it's bullshit. Tong Qingyao rubbed her chin and said, "But I'm very curious, the art of observing people's hearts is really so mysterious that it can be separated from the belly."

Piercing people's minds?"

Fa Yu raised his head, wondering if he had seen through the phoenix-eyed man's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and replied calmly: "Origin and extinction, everything is what the heart wants, how can you say that you can pierce your mind through your belly?"

"Then can you read what I'm thinking at this moment?" Tong Qingyao's eyes were cold, and she said with a frown.

"There is a haze in the donor's heart, and the little monk can't see it clearly and doesn't want to see it clearly. The young monk clasped his hands together and said.

Tong Qingyao snorted, and the killing machine burst out in an instant, and the faintly trembling long sword slashed down in the air.

"Amitabha, donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, and it is the shore. Fa Yu was calm, his face was not half panicked, and his eyes always looked at the man with phoenix eyes.

Tong Qingyao's face was hideous, like a monster drinking blood, he could no longer listen to half a good word, and the young monk who was fighting against him was just like a newborn calf who was not afraid of the fledgling of the tiger, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or really fearless, and he was about to be torn into two pieces by this dumbfounded demon, and the young monk never blinked his eyelids.

The old monk Huiping had a good heart, and the enemy's fate was hanging by a thread, so instead of taking half a step back, he just looked at the back of his apprentice who had returned from thousands of miles, showing a pleased and warm smile.

Muru Temple monks are numerous, among which there are many people who are born with intelligent and brilliant understanding, but this is the first Buddha today can not look at it, only accept the young monk in front of him as a disciple, the old monk thinks that the name of Hui Ping is not groundless, in the old presiding over a group of apprentices among the old monks are the least eye-catching, Hui Gen Ping Ping is mediocre and talented, if you want to talk about Buddhism and Zen he can not compare with Hui Cong monk, if you want to talk about the realm of Taoism, he is not as good as the Buddha who ranked in the top three of the martial arts list 20 years ago, he knows that Hui Gen is dull, so he has never taken over the old presiding over the golden bowl to become the first Buddha in the world, he will never risk many disputes to sit on the presiding position of Muru Temple.

Time has passed, and the few words of the hidden Buddha are still buzzing in the ears of the old monk.

"If the fearlessness is not fearless, where should these sentient beings go?"

There are many sentient beings, hue, evil, greed, goodness, and thousands of likenesses, and the reason why the monk Huiping chose to be a disciple is also because the young monk is the same as him, and he is the only one in ten thousand.

Fa Yu since childhood does not love Zen Buddhism, weekdays always love to the mountain stream of the Muru Mountain, looking at the birds in the sky and the fish swimming in the water to sit quietly for a day, Huiping monk is also by the law fool of the nature of let him practice as he like, at the age of seven years Fa Yu gave birth to a serious illness, high fever for seven days and seven nights, after healing can communicate with all kinds of creatures in the world, but also comprehended the great magic of the mind-watching technique, Huiping monk suddenly enlightened, it turned out that he had a fearless apprentice is stepping on the way of heaven, at that moment Huiping monk mixed feelings are extremely gratified, since then has never asked the law fool's homework。

It's just a small Muru Temple where to hide the Buddha fetus who walks on the way of heaven, this trip to travel thousands of miles through mountains and rivers, the use of old monks

The intention is to let Fa Yu comprehend the appearance of all beings, help him to live the appearance, and clear the doubts of the fog and smoke fans in their hearts.

Although the phoenix-eyed man was unimpressed with the old and the young, he was still shocked by the calmness of the gray-robed master and apprentice, so the long sword rushed out at the same time, and the murderous torrent broke out, and he wanted to pierce two heads with a sword.

The light of the Buddha shone, just when the long sword was facing him, and there was still a finger distance between the eyebrows of the young monk, thousands of moths suddenly flew down from the sky, like a layer of clouds falling from the sky to wrap the phoenix-eyed man tightly, and the long sword was like a piercing on the indestructible dark iron, and he couldn't go any further.

Immediately, the man in the green shirt jumped suddenly and pulled out in the dense rain of moths, but the group of moths that covered the sky and the sun were like a pair of big hands, and after a breath, they slapped the man with phoenix eyes.

Qingying was submerged by the sea of moths, and the light and shadow of the long sword were fierce, and he could not tear a hole.

(End of chapter)