After Wu Cong left, there was silence in the valley.

Looking at Yuan Qianqiu's headless corpse, Jin Shaobai couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Huangtu, hegemony, like a dream, like a fantasy!

But even so, throughout the ages, how many people have gone forward and succeeded.

Ambition rises with strength, desire does not stop, and disputes do not hesitate!

Jin Shaobai also has desires, and he is deeply trapped in the quagmire of rivers and lakes, and one day in the future, he may be like Yuan Qianqiu.

But so what?

As soon as he entered the rivers and lakes as deep as the sea, he had already realized something!

If you are afraid of death, don't fight the rivers and lakes!

casually put away Yuan Qianqiu's headless corpse and put it in a storage bag.

After that, he also left Hanachigu.

Lotus pond.

It is more than 500 miles away from the Baiman Mountain Range.

At first glance, it looks like it's just an ordinary pool of water, clear, quiet, and clean.

But in fact, the entrance of Foyin Temple is in the lotus pond.

It's just that if there is no permission from the Buddha Yin Temple, or there is a mantra to open the Buddha Formation to protect the temple, ordinary people will not be able to enter the Buddha Yin Temple.

Shout!

A sword swept by, turning into a figure.

Dressed in a robe, carrying a Buddhist sword, with a compassionate face and a pure temperament, it is Jin Shaobai who intends to break into the interior of the Buddha Yin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

Jin Shaobai clasped his hands together, "The poor monk feels his heart, visits your temple, and has something to discuss." ”

He is not very clear about the method of entering the Foyin Temple.

Moreover, the open and honest visit is more suitable for his situation now.

Not long after his words fell, a Buddha horn sounded, and then a golden Buddha light descended from the sky.

"Amitabha!"

A little monk appeared and saluted him with his hands folded, "I've seen Master Juexin, the little monk's Dharma number Zhitong."

It's not the right time for the master to come, and the temple has something to deal with for the time being, and the abbot has closed the door. ”

"Behind closed doors?"

Jin Shaobai was shocked in his heart, this was unexpected.

He also thought that as long as he came over, not to mention the others for the time being, it would not be a problem to enter the Foyin Temple.

But I didn't expect to encounter this stubble!

After a deep sigh, he asked again, "I wonder when your temple will see guests again?"

"The specific time is also unknown to the little monk. ”

Zhitong shook his head, "When the abbot allows, he will open the door again." ”

"Then when your temple welcomes guests, the poor monks will come to disturb again!"

Reciting Amitabha, he made a slight snort, and then resigned.

And after he left, Zhitong turned into golden light, and he also disappeared.

"Hmmm......"

In the dark not too far from the lotus pond, Jin Shaobai frowned and watched Zhitong leave, but he didn't find any clues.

But that's not surprising.

The method of entering the Buddha Seal Temple, if he observes it like this, he can spy out, and the defense of the Buddha Seal Temple is too weak.

But what should he do now?

Jin Shaobai had a slight headache, his plan couldn't catch up with the changes, but he didn't expect to encounter difficulties after only two steps.

He wants to blame the Buddha Yin Temple again, and the disaster will lead to the east, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

After thinking about it for a while, he contacted King Qin Guang through the master-servant soul contract.

"Yuan Qianqiu has been killed, but the Foyin Temple is closed, and I can't enter it for the time being. ”

Jin Shaobai didn't talk nonsense, and asked straight to the point: "Can you control the secret stake of the Blood Sword Hall in the Buddha Yin Temple now?"

"No way!"

King Qin Guang shook his head, "The Buddha Seal Temple is very special, the dark stake of the Blood Sword Palace, unless there is major news, it is generally very rarely active.

Otherwise, one is not careful, and it will be discovered.

What's more, after the incident that was used by me in the Tiangangmen dark pile, Zhuge Ming has regained control of the major hidden piles in his hands. ”

"In this case, there will be no way!" Jin Shaobai frowned, unable to think of a better way.

"I think it doesn't hurt even if I don't send Yuan Qianqiu's headless corpse to the Buddha Yin Temple. ”

Qin Guangwang smiled evilly, "If Yuan Qianqiu's headless corpse appears in the Buddha Yin Temple, it will certainly make everyone in the Blood Sword Hall thunderous and angry.

But this way of blaming the blame is too obvious, and with Zhuge Ming's wisdom, it is difficult for him not to doubt it.

Even if the Blood Knife Hall goes to crusade against the Buddha Yin Temple, it should still investigate the real culprit secretly.

When the time comes, the owner is afraid that there is a risk of exposure. ”

Jin Shaobai responded, agreeing with King Qin Guang's opinion.

Similar tactics, he had used before.

Such a way of blaming the blame is indeed too blunt, although it is simple and crude, but there are too many doubts.

"King Qin Guang, what do you suggest?"

"Hehe, master, I think it's better to just let Yuan Qianqiu's headless corpse disappear. ”

King Qin Guang said with a smile: "There is a residual Qingsheng Zhenyuan on Yuan Qianqiu's head, except for what everyone in the Buddhist Sect did, there is no other possibility.

After Zhuge Ming and the others looked at the head, they must have suspected the Buddha Yin Temple for the first time.

And the Buddha Yin Temple will definitely deny it.

Suspicion is such a thing, as long as there is no result, it will always be doubted, and it will get deeper and deeper.

What's more, Zhuge Ming thinks he is smart, and he will be convinced of this.

No matter how the Foyin Temple argues, the big black cauldron that killed Yuan Qianqiu will be carried by the Foyin Temple if it is not carried by the Foyin Temple. ”

When Jin Shaobai heard this, he thought about it for a while and felt that it made sense.

At that moment, he said thoughtfully: "Then let's do it according to this, but I can't enter the Buddha Yin Temple, and I can't explore its details." ”

But the world is not as it should be.

Jin Shaobai put away the regrets in his heart and ended his contact with King Qin Guang.

However, he didn't leave there, but cultivated in the same place and studied a way to reverse the true element.

At the same time, it is also a close observation of the Buddha Seal Temple.

Foyin Temple suddenly closed its doors to visitors, and if nothing else, something must have happened.

He was curious about it, and now that he had nowhere to go, he might as well just observe it and perhaps gain something else.

In this way, for seven days, there was no movement.

Jin Shaobai was not in a hurry, he quietly cultivated in the dark, and the method of reversing the true yuan was becoming more and more perfect.

During this time, everything was as usual in the Blood Sword Palace, and Wu Cong should not have sent Yuan Qianqiu's head to the Blood Sword Hall yet, which did not cause an uproar.

And with Zhuge Ming here, the war between the Blood Sword Hall and Tiangangmen, even if there is no Yuan Qianqiu for the time being, it will not matter.

But Jin Shaobai believes that this pattern will not last long.

As long as Yuan Qianqiu's head enters the Blood Sword Palace, the entire situation will immediately change dramatically.

At that time, he will no longer be so idle.

Woooo

Just when he was quiet and leisurely, several figures suddenly flew over the sky and landed on the side of the lotus pond.

"Huh, what is this?"

Jin Shaobai immediately retracted, restrained his breath, and looked away.

I saw a total of seven or eight people coming, the leader of the leader, who seemed to be monks, but with a vicious face, holding a crescent shovel in his hand and wearing a skull Buddha bead.

He was full of evil spirit, and he had no Buddhist compassion.

The rest of the people, almost the same, are all like this, and at first glance they are not the monks who usually see monks who keep the precepts.

"Sin Monk!"

After recognizing that these people were all evil monks, a trace of surprise flashed in Jin Shaobai's eyes, "Are they starting to be popular again?"