Because this is the Thanksgiving Temple, except for the Xuantian Flame that burned the abbot, the rest of the flames were ordinary flames.

Therefore, the fire that broke out here looks like a fire caused by carelessness.

Because the fire burned very quickly, the others quickly found out about the situation here, and ran over to see that there were actually two lay disciples at the scene.

Emperor Tingfeng and the Ice Demon were quickly controlled by those monks, because the fire broke out too suddenly, and they were very suspicious.

The other little monks tried their best to put out the fire, but in the end nothing was saved, and the abbot's entire residence became a pile of scum.

"Emperor Shi, can you please tell me why there was a fire in the abbot's house?"

After the abbot had an accident, Leng Centrifugal did not allow Emperor Tingfeng and the Ice Demon to leave the Thanksgiving Temple, and directly locked people up as prisoners.

Then, after finishing the abbot's funeral, he came to Xingshi to ask for guilt, and there was a kind of thought that he wanted to put the abbot's affairs on their heads.

Emperor Tingfeng's eyebrows furrowed, his face showed a faint sadness, and said, "I don't know." ”

"I don't know!" Leng Xuan slanted the corners of his mouth, snorted coldly, and said, "How could you not know that you suddenly went to the abbot's residence, as the first witness?"

Emperor Tingfeng had no effect on Leng Centrifuge's sudden change of attitude, and said, "Didn't you say that the abbot was looking for me!"

Leng Centrifugal snorted coldly in his heart, and said with amnesia: "When did the poor monk say it!"

"You've clearly said it, but you still want to deny it. ”

The emperor didn't speak, but the ice demon couldn't sit still, he hated this kind of mortal who was framed from the bottom of his heart.

Leng Xuan didn't take the Ice Demon's anger seriously at all, and said coldly: "The poor monk didn't say it! Don't try to shirk the responsibility of framing the abbot. ”

The ice demon was angry, and directly cursed: "You despicable villain, do you dare to find out the little monk who led us the way and confront him face to face!"

"Yes!" Leng Xuan agreed without minding at all, and then found the little monk who led the way to the emperor.

The little monk bowed coldly, glanced at Emperor Tingfeng and the Ice Demon, and said, "I didn't show the way for the two donors. ”

"Hmph!" the Ice Demon sneered and said, "Framed for it?"

Although it is said that the abbot is indeed the emperor who listened to the wind and made the fire demon burn, in fact, the abbot should have died at that time!

Because of the strange scriptures in the house, the abbot looks like a living person, so he will let the emperor listen to the wind!

"What evidence do you have to prove that the poor monk planted the blame for you!" Leng Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the ice demon was about to erupt into flames.

Obviously it's just a pet, why question him, the owner of Emperor Tingfeng doesn't know how to take care of it.

"No!" Ice Demon argued with confidence, but said he had no evidence.

Leng Xing's eyebrows twitched, and he dared to argue with him without evidence, he really didn't cry when he saw the coffin, right!

"Since there is no evidence of your innocence, the death of the abbot must have something to do with you. "Leng Centrifugal insisted that it was the emperor who killed the abbot.

"So what?" the emperor replied coldly, and then said, "What if not?"

Leng Fu snorted, and showed his magic weapon and said: "The abbot was killed by you, and the poor monk will definitely seek justice for him!"

Emperor Tingfeng's sad eyes have not yet been withdrawn, he is not worth it for that gentle abbot, and he actually accepted such a wolf-hearted disciple.

Emperor Tingfeng glanced at Leng Centrifugal lightly, and said, "Avenge the abbot, and then be the abbot of the Thanksgiving Temple, and control the entire Thanksgiving Temple?"

"Hmph, since the abbot is dead, of course the Thanksgiving Temple has to recommend a new abbot. Leng Fu felt that he was the most suitable person to be the abbot.

"It's up to you!heh!" the emperor snorted coldly when he heard the wind, and said, "Isn't it because of your ambition that you killed the abbot and then blamed me?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Leng Xuan shouted loudly, "Come on, let me pull out the two thieves who killed the abbot and put them to death." ”

"Host Leng!" Emperor Tingfeng stopped the monks who wanted to step forward with his eyes, and reminded: "The holy land of Buddhism, it is forbidden to kill, you are still shouting loudly to kill people, what is your intention?"

"The poor monk is just avenging the abbot, what's wrong. Leng Centrifugal snorted unconvinced, not realizing what he had done wrong.

Emperor Tingfeng shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "So, you can't be the abbot, you can't be the abbot for the rest of your life!"

"You are looking for death!" Leng Centrifugal was ridiculed by Emperor Tingfeng, his hands trembled with anger, and the magic weapon in his hand also attacked Emperor Tingfeng.

All the monks were dumbfounded, and the cold host actually dared to attack people in the main hall of the Thanksgiving Temple, which was too much information.

"Hmph! Carving insect skills!" The ice demon stood in front of Emperor Tingfeng for a second, stretched out his hand, and appeared in front of everyone as soon as he reached the ice wall.

The attack power of the cold centrifugal was naturally blocked and rebounded, collapsing the main hall of the Thanksgiving Temple into a corner.

"Master!" the ice demon turned his head and asked Emperor Tingfeng for instructions, hoping that Emperor Tingfeng would allow him to make a big fuss.

Emperor Tingfeng Chong Ice Demon nodded and said, "Don't bully people too much." ”

Hahaha! Emperor Tingfeng has always been so crazy, the strength of people is online, and the strength of spirit beasts is naturally not too weak.

All said that the emperor listened to the wind and told the ice demon not to make too much trouble, it was better to teach a lesson, and not to scare people to death.

The Ice Demon laughed and replied, "Obey!"

"Boy, let the horses come!" the ice demon tilted his head, looking like a ruffian, and hooked his fingers at the cold centrifugation.

Ice demons have lived for tens of thousands of years, and calling a mortal who is dozens of years old a kid is not something worth paying attention to at all.

However, the Ice Demon's current appearance looks no more than twenty years old, and he is so much older than Emperor Tingfeng, and he calls a monk in his thirties and forties to be a boy.

In the eyes of others, the Ice Demon is really a little too arrogant, but well, these are really the most normal in the eyes of Emperor Tingfeng.

If Emperor Tingfeng hadn't stopped growing, he might have looked similar to the appearance of cold centrifugation.

Even if they didn't deliberately control their growth, cultivators would not grow old easily, because their age would be several times longer than that of ordinary mortal disciples, so it would not be easy for them to grow old.

"What did you say!" the cold centrifugal exploded in a second.

was looked at by the ice demon with the eyes of a ruffian, and was shouted by the ice devil to be a kid, as if Lao Tzu was molested by his own son, no wonder Leng Centrifugal was angry.