"Hahaha, you are ugly, you said that you were too lazy to go to my mountain gate, when didn't you take the initiative to find me?" Just when Lu Yuan and the others looked embarrassed, they never thought that Master Zhixin would laugh and respond to such a sentence, which made Lu Yuan and the others fall for it.

"You have broken the vows, dead bald donkey. The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord said, slowly walking in from outside the hall, and dragging a bald head in his left hand - an empty monk.

"Hahaha, Amitabha, the monks don't lie, the old man has broken the precepts, and he should be punished. However, it's really unkind for our old friends to hurt me to break the precepts after not seeing you for a long time!" Zhixin was obviously very happy, and actually put down his reserve in front of a few juniors and joked with the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord.

"Hmph, as an apology, I'll send you another bald donkey. "The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord just walked two feet away in front of everyone at this moment, threw the empty monk who was dragging his left hand forward, and pointed it out with his hand when he threw it, and pointed it on the neck of the empty monk.

"Poof, cough, cough!" The empty monk was awakened by this momentary pain, and couldn't help coughing, and at this moment, he suddenly fell to the ground with a "poof", raising a little dust.

"Ahem, where is this? This ...... Here it is!" the empty monk was obviously not fully awake yet, and looked around, a little stunned.

"Amitabha, empty, do you remember the old man?" at this time, Zhixin asked lovingly, and bent down slightly to poke his head.

Hearing this, he raised his head and saw Zhixin's kind, smiling face, and his face turned blue in an instant......

Fang ...... The abbot ......"

"It turns out that you still remember that I am your abbot and uncle, do you know that Zhiming disappeared for you, but he has been sick for almost a year, and now he is running out of oil. Hearing this, Zhixin put away his smile and looked at the empty color lying on the ground seriously.

"Ah, master...... Yes, it's me who is sorry for the master, sorry for Shaolin...... I'm sorry Zhiyuan, Uncle Zhiyuan......" Hearing the words at this moment, under the emotion of grief and fear, the whole person trembled, and his spirit was a little trance, "But Uncle Shi, you have to believe me, I was forced...... They...... They first instigated me to steal Donkey Kong Palm, and then asked me to steal Donkey Kong Palm cheats, and finally said that I stole Shaolin Secrets to fund foreign enemies, and if so, if I didn't join them, I would be killed by the rod sooner or later...... I was scared for a while, and I had no idea, so I fell into the thief's ......"

"These, someone from the Discipline Academy will ask you about it later. Besides, why do you say you're sorry for Uncle Zhiyuan?" Zhixin frowned slightly, obviously realizing that there was some deep inside information in this.

"Zhi, Uncle Zhiyuan...... I'm sorry Uncle Zhiyuan...... If I hadn't told those people about Uncle Zhiyuan, they wouldn't have known that Uncle Zhiyuan had a son who was outcast, and they wouldn't have sent Xu Hui's body back, let alone pretending to be Xu Hui to confuse Uncle Zhiyuan......

"You say, Senior Brother Zhiyuan's self-deprivation was bewitched by the gang pretending to be Xu Hui?" Zhixin was a little surprised when he heard this, and asked rhetorically.

"Yes...... Yes...... Poison...... Gu Poison ...... Poof......" said Kongse, suddenly his eyes widened, and he was shocked, and then he shouted and vomited blood and died......

Immediately, a foul smell wafted out of the empty mouth, and everyone couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.

"Amitabha...... Emptiness, the cycle of cause and effect, and unpleasant retribution. Now you have paid the price for your mistakes. On behalf of Shaolin, Lao Wei re-accepts you as a Shaolin disciple, and cremates and buries you with disciple rites. Zhixin couldn't bear to close his eyes and recited the Buddha's name silently, then he sighed and said something.

"Master Zhixin, it seems that there is something strange about Master Zhiyuan's death. Lu Yuan looked at the sky, his heart was calm, this person once wanted to assassinate himself, but now that the person is dead, it can be regarded as a dead body.

"Well, some people don't want to tell the truth, and some people don't want to live a good life...... Why?" Zhixin's brow furrowed, and it was clear that things had gone beyond his expectations.

"Okay, I've brought the people, and if you have something to do in Shaolin today, I won't bother. I'll come back to you another day. The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord said lightly, and without waiting for Zhixin to reply, he jumped out of the palace gate, and a little figure rose from the ground, flew onto the roof and disappeared.

"Master Lu, I never thought that you were a disciple of an old friend, so it's okay, the old man and that ugly bastard...... has been friends with Douliu for decades, and now I won't be polite to you. Thinking that the donor must have a lot of information, if you don't mind, please ask the donor to help investigate the cause of Zhiyuan's junior brother's death, the old man ......, "Zhixin is no longer cheerful before, and he is a little worried." Just then, his words were interrupted.

"Shizu, Lu Bo donor of Lushan valve, Tang Bu Rebellion donor of Tang Gate, Xing Rufeng donor of Xingmen is already at the gate of the mountain, according to the news of the brothers under the mountain, Yang Yi of the Yang family, Li Yunfei of the Li family, Li Xu of the Star Tower, Xiao Ducheng of the Heavenly Sword League, Wu Hook and Yan Bai of the Jingchu League are not far from the mountain gate. Are we going to open the mountain to greet you?" came to Bing, who was the same as Jueming, who had received Lu Yuan and others before.

"Hey, Yuan Tu is the treasure of my Buddhism, but I don't know why it attracted so many Jianghu sects this time. Anyway, although a few juniors of Tantra helped resist for a while, it was not a way after all. Let's open the door. Zhixin sighed slightly.

"Master Zhixin, the deeds of the Linga Temple this time are already very suspicious, if they want to do wrong, I am afraid that they have ulterior motives for blocking many fellow martial artists before. Lu Yuan frowned slightly when he heard this.

"After being reminded by Master Lu Xiao, I already know that this matter is probably inseparable from the people of Linga Temple. However, I know a thing or two about the purpose of the twelve of them coming to the Central Plains, and it has nothing to do with this matter. Donors need not worry too much. Besides, as far as I know, now there are twelve of them, and I'm afraid that they will basically lose their troops and lose their generals, and they won't be able to become a climate. Zhixin smiled slightly when he heard this, and comforted Lu Yuan.

"That's right, the master knows it, and I'm relieved. Lu Yuan heard that it was right to think about it, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Donors, this Shaolin Temple recovered the lost treasure Yuan Tu Sword forty years ago, it was originally a happy event, and it should be celebrated, please watch the ceremony. But now it seems that it is also a troublesome matter, and the reason for it is not very clear. Why don't you go to the meditation room to rest first, and then make a decision, what do you think?" Zhixin sorted out his thoughts a little, turned his head and asked everyone.

"But by the arrangement of Master Zhixin. Su Xiao was the first to express his position, and others also agreed.

"Thank you so much for your understanding. Jueming, take you to the meditation room to rest first, and I will meet the people first. Master Zhixin said.

"By the way, the master, it is the great Shaolin, I'm afraid that he is coming to me, if he arrives to ask me for news, please let the master go, let him come to me. Lu Yuan suddenly remembered that Lu Naida was outside the mountain gate, so he turned his head and said something to Zhixin.

"That's fine. ”

"Thank you, Master......"