Chapter 482: Say

"Zhang Xiaofan, these seniors next to me are all masters in my righteous path, and they are also here for you this time. This is the presiding monk Puhong of Tianyin Temple, and sitting next to him is the monk Pukong Venerable who is also the god of Tianyin Temple, as well as the Shangguan of Incense Valley..."

Dao Xuan Zhenren couldn't lose his courtesy, so he naturally wanted to say all the names of the famous people in the back, but Zhang Xiaofan didn't have the heart to listen to it. All of a sudden, his eyes fell on the two kind-looking old monks sitting in the front, dressed in a red monk's robe with gold thread, and white eyebrows like snow, who were also looking at him at this moment.

The Puhong Divine Monk is the first of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, and has always been listed as one of the three masters in the world along with the Daoxuan Zhenren of Qingyunmen and the Valley Lord of Incense Valley, and his status is far from being comparable to others. It was even more difficult for ordinary cultivators to see him, but this time he unexpectedly broke the hundred-year-old precedent and shocked the Supreme Law to drive to Qingyun Mountain.

Don't say that Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, even Qingyunmen, who got the news, was also surprised, which shows how much attention Tianyin Temple attaches to the unexpected appearance of the 'Great Brahma Prajna' true law transmission!

"Zhang Xiaofan. ”

"Now I'm going to ask you a few things, and you're going to be honest. ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren spoke slowly, and Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice.

"Yes. ”

Dao Xuan Zhenren seemed to be considering the sentence, and after a while, he slowly said.

"On this trip to Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, some Taoist friends of Tianyin Temple pointed out that the Taoist method you used when you fought with the strange beast Kui Niu was actually the true method of 'Great Brahma Prajna' that Tianyin Temple never transmitted, but is there such a thing?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't speak, and suddenly the atmosphere in the Yuqing Hall seemed to be slightly nervous, Tian Buyi turned his head uncomfortably, but found that all the people were staring at Zhang Xiaofan silently.

There seemed to be something invisible in the air, too, beating gently.

After a while, Zhang Xiaofan's voice came out slowly.

"Yes. ”

"What?"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the main hall, although he had expected this answer, but after Zhang Xiaofan said it, the monks of Tianyin Temple still looked excited, only Puhong and Pukong who were sitting in front, including the Fa Xiang standing behind them, their faces remained unchanged at all, and they were silent.

And here in Qingyunmen, Tian Buyi's face became more and more ugly, Daoxuan Zhenren frowned, and glanced slightly at the Puhong Divine Monk of Tianyin Temple, but only to see that in the excited looks of the people, Master Puhong slowly closed his eyes, and made it clear that he would not speak for the time being.

Dao Xuan Zhenren snorted coldly in his heart, turned to face Zhang Xiaofan, raised his hand and signaled to the noisy crowd to be quiet.

After all, his identity is not trivial, and soon, whether it is under the Qingyun Sect or other factions, they all quieted down, and only heard Dao Xuan Zhenren say slowly.

"In addition, some people say that this burning stick in your hand has the Demon Sect's evil blood-devouring beads on it, but is it true?"

"Yes. ”

There was another silence, Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice, but this time, everyone unexpectedly remained silent. Blood Devouring Bead, this word full of bloody evil, would actually appear on the body of a Qingyunmen disciple!

"Do you have anything to say?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren's face gradually became gloomy.

Although he had already thought of facing today's situation, Zhang Xiaofan's heart was still blank at the moment, and the fear of unknown and possible punishment made his body tremble slightly.

"I, I, I..."

Like a desperate but still struggling boat in the sea, he said simple words blankly, but he didn't know what he was going to say?

"How did this blood-devouring bead come from?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren's face was grim, his voice suddenly rose at the end, and his tone turned sharp, Zhang Xiaofan was drunk by him, and there was a buzz in his mind, and there was a sudden chaos, and he finally spoke.

Above the main hall, everyone looked at each other, even Daoxuan Zhenren, Puhong and Pukong, including the old man Shangguan in the Incense Valley, frowned. The fact that the blood-devouring beads and the soul dementor are smelted with blood is the first time that they, the masters of the Dao, have heard of it, which shows that the world is so big, and there are really no wonders.

There are a lot of people who may be suspicious, but seeing Zhang Xiaofan's eyes slightly dull and his expression lost, it doesn't look like he is lying.

"Okay, I'll believe your theory of accidental smelting, but before this, the Blood Devouring Bead was already on you, you are a little child, how can you have such an evil thing? Also, the Blood Devouring Bead has always sucked the essence blood of living creatures, and at that time, it was not smelted with the Dementor, how could you be safe?"

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless, the real reason for the matter was naturally that Pu Zhi used the true method of Buddhism to temporarily ban the blood devouring beads, and that day Pu Zhi also told him to find an uninhabited and remote cliff to throw away, but Zhang Xiaofan himself put away the beads as a souvenir.

And speaking of Puzhi at this moment is naturally equivalent to saying everything, but this is what Zhang Xiaofan is deeply unwilling to say in his heart.

The kind old monk and himself actually only had a one-night fate, and he just called him the only "master" when he ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, but after many years, he couldn't forget that person anyway.

In an instant, it seemed that the eyes and voices of the people around him had become so distant, and the scenery in front of him seemed to have returned to many years ago, facing the old monk, the little boy said to him stubbornly and firmly: "I know, I won't say anything if I die!"

Don't say anything about death!

I don't say anything about death... I don't say anything about death... I don't say anything about death...

"Say!"

There was a loud shout, and the sound shook around, but it was Tian Buyi who frowned tightly and stood up angrily, startling everyone. I saw that his face was extremely grim, but the worry in his eyes became more and more serious, at this moment Zhang Xiaofan had already admitted that it was a big violation of Qingyunmen and the righteous path, if it was common sense, I was afraid that I would have to die.