At first the beggar wandered aimlessly through the city, seemingly casually through the streets and alleys, and gradually left the inner city, and when he came to the suburbs, his steps became swift and swift. Xiao Qianli only walked away from afar, and at the same time unfolded his divine sense, constantly probing whether anyone was following.

The two of them went out of the city one after the other, and went straight out for seven or eight miles, until they came to a ruined compound, which had obviously been deserted for a long time, and the broken walls were hidden in the long grass, and it was extremely desolate to see.

Walking to the gate, the beggar turned his head to look around, stopped, saluted Xiao Qianli from afar, and said in a deep voice: "Please wait a while, wait for the villain to report!"

He hurriedly walked into the door, and after a while, more than a dozen beggars with sacks on their backs rushed out of it, and one of them came out in a cluster, about forty years old, thin and inconspicuous, but his temples were high and bulging, obviously with extremely deep internal strength.

The man clenched his fists and said: "Qi Dong, the helmsman of the Lower Luling Division, has seen Xiao Zhangjiao!"

Xiao Qianli put his hands behind his back, nodded, and said, "Lord Qi Helm doesn't need to be polite, I don't know what happened when the beggars helped the heroes to bring Xiao here?"

Qi Dong bowed slightly, and said: "It's inconvenient to speak here, please talk inside!"

Xiao Qianli went straight in, but the beggars did not enter, but dispersed, seemingly casually lying or leaning in the corner of the wall or under the tree, but secretly guarding the main road, even if others have great ability, but they will never be able to avoid this ubiquitous sentry.

Qi Dong welcomed Xiao Qianli into the courtyard, and sent away the beggar disciples who were chatting in the courtyard, and then sat down on the stone bench, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Zhangjiao is here, but for the sake of Ling Xianyu True Dao Jun?"

Xiao Qianli bowed his head slightly and asked, "The beggar gang disciples are all over the world, have you ever heard any rumors?"

Qi Dong shook his head and sighed: "It's strange here! Our beggar gang has been operating here for many years, and it can be regarded as well-informed, Yu Zhenzi returned to Luling half a month ago, and he also met with Qi, but now he was suddenly attacked and killed, and there is really no vision at all." ”

He paused for a moment, and then said: "What kind of person is Yu Zhenzi? With just his own strength, he has shocked the Luling Buddhism Sect for decades and did not dare to act rashly, and his martial arts are so high that he is placed in the beggar gang, and his status is by no means inferior to that of the Eight Great Elders." Such a master of the Xuanmen Sect was actually killed in a head-on confrontation, and the enemy must also be a rare good hand in the rivers and lakes!"

"This seat also thinks the same!" Xiao Qianli groaned for a moment and said slowly, "Fortunately, there is Ling Immortal Descendant Fang Shaobai to protect the body, and this seat has only found out that Yuzhen Daojun died under the Jizo Wish Death Exercise, so he is very puzzled. The Buddhist monks who practice the original wish of the earth do not know how much, and they are really clueless. ”

Qi Dong nodded, shook his head again, and said in a deep voice: "Either the Buddha Sect or not!"

Xiao Qianli's expression moved, and he asked, "Why did Lord Qi Helm say this?"

I only heard Qi Dong say slowly: "I don't know about the palm teaching, six days ago, Daoyi Zen Master, the abbot of Fangguang Temple, died in the meditation room, and the cause of death was the Chiyang palm that was driven by the true qi of Minshan!"

"Minshan True Qi?" Xiao Qian jumped and muttered, "Isn't that the practice of my Xuanmen Shangyangzi Jindan Great Immortal Sect?"

Qi Dong sighed and said in a low voice: "Who said it wasn't? Daoyi Monk is one of the four uniques of Nanyue, and the great power of Buddhism with a double golden body was actually killed in the temple, and there are very few people in the world who have such skills, all of them are first-class masters from famous families." Now Fangguang Temple is in chaos, and the first seat of the North Shaolin Dharma Academy has been hurried to go, and I don't know what will happen next. ”

"In addition, in the past half month, it can be called a great chaos in the world. Located in the Qinling Mountains not far from the Golden Pavilion Temple, by a hundred and ten masked people took advantage of the night to attack, burned to the sky, the masters of the temple desperately killed the enemy, leaving more than 20 corpses, several of them were the disciples of the Taibai faction, were recognized. ”

"The next night, the Yuntai Temple, which was also in the Qinling Mountains, was attacked, and thirty-seven Taoist priests died. The Yuntai view burned to a pulp. Even the government was alarmed, and heard that the Criminal Department had sent secret agents to search around, but they had no clue. ”

"Clueless?" Speaking of this, Qi Dong shook his head and sighed, and said with a wry smile, "Is it really clueless?"

Xiao Qianli's brows were already tightly furrowed, he pondered for a long time, and slowly shook his head and said: "This matter is really a bit strange! ”

"What's weird?" Qi Dong spread his hands and said with a wry smile, "The dispute between Dao and Buddha has been going on for thousands of years, and a little spark will cause a monstrous fire, Xiao Zhangjiao has a seizure on Yuxu Peak, they don't dare to make a mistake in Kunlun, these ordinary Daomen Buddhist temples are not enough to be taken seriously." ”

Here in the beggar gang, Xiao Qianli failed to get the news he wanted, so he said a few words of greeting at the moment, said goodbye and went out, but he was thinking repeatedly in his heart.

"Brother Xuanguan Dao went to the Imperial City, and the Five Great Dao Sect won't make much of a move for a while. And the North and South Shaolin and Lingyin Temple don't seem to be people who rebelled, and they definitely won't deliberately set off any turmoil. All kinds of actions seem to be Guangji pushing behind the scenes......"

"If according to what Lord Qi Helm said, this turmoil began half a month ago, at first it was still a few Taoist temples that were not in the stream, but now it has reached figures such as Yu Zhenzi and Daoyi Monk, if it continues to develop, what will it become?

Activating the sound transmission spirit stone, Xiao Qianli informed Song Shujian of all kinds of situations one by one, Song Shujian was silent for a long time, and said: "It's like Guangji, but he doesn't have such a thing, the masters of the White Horse Temple were killed by the Five Poisons Sect Master and Huayang Sword Monarch, and the rest of the people fled without a trace, and he can't afford to make such a storm alone." To do such things, there are always people who benefit, and whoever benefits the most in the end, then eighty percent of him is the initiator, and there are still not many people willing to do things that harm others and themselves. ”

"It's just that there are too many people who benefit...... Xiao Qianli sighed, "This huge Central Plains martial arts has always been the two veins of Buddhism and Taoism, except for gangs such as the Beggar Gang and the Tang Sect that have been inherited for countless years, which forces are not suppressed by these two sects? Once the Buddhism and Taoism set off a catastrophe, I don't know how many people will benefit from it, and I don't know how many forces will take advantage of the situation!"

"The nomadism in the north must not be guarded against, and it is also very likely that the Ming Sect will die but not be stiff! There are too many ......."

Song Shujian was silent for a long time, and asked astringently, "Do you have any plans for the master?"

"Yes, yes, but we need an opportunity-"

"Opportunity?" Song Shujian asked puzzledly, "What ......does the master mean?"

Xiao Qianli's face showed a strange smile, and he chuckled: "Since that person has already made a move, how can this seat not follow his thoughts?"

A few days later, a giant eagle set off from Kunlun Yuxu Peak, and Song Shujian, the deputy head of the Chunyang Palace, stood proudly on the back of the eagle, marching all the way east, under the gaze of countless intelligence spies in the Central Plains Martial Arts, he flew straight to the foot of at least the room mountain, and said loudly: "Song Shujian of the Pure Yang Palace worships the mountain!"