"Amitabha... This matter has something to do with the Thirteen Evils..."

Lowering his head, he recalled in his mind the strange and alluring face, and felt the turmoil in his heart, and slowly told what happened on the Tianshan Mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After listening to the narration, the three of them frowned deeply.

"Senior Brother Zhiming, what do you think of this matter?"

The old man's gaze looked at Senior Brother Zhiming, and Master Zhixin asked out loud.

"Although it is involuntarily self-conscious, it is true that Juekong broke the vows, senior brother Zhitong, if he breaks the female vows, according to the precepts, how should he be punished?"

Nodding, Master Zhiming looked at Senior Brother Zhitong and asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha... All Shaolin disciples, broken female rings, fifty rods, abolished martial arts, expelled from Shaolin!"

Hearing this, Master Zhitong sighed and sighed.

Beside him, sitting cross-legged, hearing the punishment, Juekong's face remained unchanged.

I know the precepts, and as a Shaolin disciple, since I have broken the precepts, I deserve to be punished.

"Amitabha... Juekong is the next abbot, and because he broke his vows because he can't help himself, the old man thinks that he can be dealt with lightly..."

With his hands folded together, he heard the words of Zhixin, and Master Huiku sighed and interceded.

"Uncle Huiku, what you say is reasonable..."

After a moment of silence, the three of them glanced at each other, and Master Zhiming nodded in agreement.

Juekong is the hope of Shaolin Temple, if it is abolished martial arts and expelled from Shaolin Temple, it will never be possible.

"For the sake of Shaolin Temple, now I will be punished lightly..."

After glancing at Juekong, Master Zhiming folded his hands and said with a majestic expression: "Since Juekong has broken the female ring, then he will be punished with a hundred rods!

After that, the old man's gaze scanned everyone, and Master Zhiming asked, "Uncle Huiku, junior brothers, how about such a punishment?"

Hearing this, Master Huiku nodded, and Master Zhitong and Master Zhixin also nodded in agreement.

Seeing that everyone agreed to such a punishment, Master Zhiming looked at Juekong and asked with a majestic expression, "Juekong, do you have any objections to such a punishment?"

"Amitabha, the disciple is willing to be punished..."

Shaking his head, Juekong folded his hands together and slowly closed his eyes.

"The disciples of the Luohan Hall listen to the order... Punishment!"

Nodding, Master Zhiming said a Buddha noise.

Then, two Luohan disciples came to Juekong with wooden sticks in their hands, preparing to be executed.

"Amitabha... Since it is a punishment, you must not use your internal force, and you can bear it?"

Seeing the two Arhat Hall disciples raising the wooden sticks in their hands, Master Huiku's old eyes looked at Juekong and asked softly.

"Uncle Taishi, the disciple can bear it..."

As soon as he said the word, Juekong clasped his hands together and stopped speaking.

"Execution!"

With Master Zhiming's order, the two Luohan Hall disciples raised the wooden sticks in their hands and swung them at Juekong's back!

"Bump!"

There was a loud noise, and Juekong's body trembled, and he gasped heavily.

The two Luohan Hall disciples did not stop, raised the wooden stick in their hands, and started the punishment again!

After a long time, he was already thirty sticks in his body, and he did not use the slightest internal force to resist, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and cold sweat flowed on his cheeks.

"Senior Brother Zhiming, let Juekong rest for a while... And seventy sticks..."

Beside him, watching Juekong suffer, Master Zhixin couldn't bear it, so he pleaded for mercy.

Hearing this, he frowned, Master Zhiming couldn't bear it, and after a moment of silence, he was ready to agree.

"Uncle Ancestor, the disciple is willing to be punished, don't stop..."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, stared directly at the huge golden Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and said in a hoarse voice.

Hearing Juekong's request, the three of them glanced at each other, and then, Master Zhiming waved his hand and motioned for the two Luohan Hall disciples to continue.

Hearing the order of the master and the ancestor, the two Luohan Hall disciples raised the wooden sticks in their hands and executed again!

As the wooden stick hit his back, he felt a cold sweat that felt empty pain and gritted his teeth.

The figures of the Buddha, the master, the abbot and the tassel girl kept flashing in my mind.

"Remove the demon obstacle today, correct the Buddha's heart tomorrow, the red dust and smoke will dissipate, and only I will have six pure roots..."

Suddenly, just when Juekong was restless, the voice of Uncle Taishi came from his ears.

I saw Master Huiku's hands folded, his eyes full of kindness, and his lips moved lightly.

Hearing what Uncle Taishi said, Juekong's heart gradually calmed down.

Raising his head to look at the huge golden Buddha in front of him, the figure of the tassel girl in his mind gradually became blurred.

"Flutter!"

As the eighty-first stick fell, Juekong's back clothes were dyed bright red, and a mouthful of blood arrows spewed out, and his eyes suddenly turned black and he fainted to the ground.

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Night, the capital.

The bright moon hangs high, and the candles in the Forbidden City are bright.

Hundreds of guards held torches in their hands, searching for Geng Hao and Sima Xuan everywhere in the Forbidden City.

Qin Xuan and General Cao have been looking for a day, and in the huge Forbidden City, the East Palace, the South Palace and the West Palace, Geng Hao and Sima Xuan have not been found.

Now the only hope is in the last North Palace.

"General Qiyu, Beigong has searched three times, but I have not found Geng Daxia and Sima Xuan..."

As a guard came to report, Qin Xuan and General Cao were anxious.

This last hope is also dashed, where did the second brother and Sima Xuan go?

"Brother Qin, what can I do about this, how could they disappear without a trace for no reason..."

Looking at Qin Xuan, General Cao said with a solemn face.

"If you don't return for a day, the second brother and Sima Xuan must have had an accident!"

Looking at General Cao, Qin Xuan frowned.

At that moment, a guard led a carriage and was about to leave the Forbidden City.

"What people!"

When the carriage came to the gate of the Forbidden City, the soldiers guarding it immediately stopped it.

"Hehe, pour night incense..."

Stopping, the guard smiled, pointed to the carriage behind him, and whispered.

"Open the barrel! Let's take a look!"

Hearing this, he glanced at the carriage and saw that there were seven or eight large wooden barrels placed on the carriage, and the soldiers guarding it said solemnly.

"It's... The smell of night incense is very bad, I'm afraid of smoking you, brother..."

Hearing this, his face froze, and then the guard said with a smile.

"Duty! Hurry up!"

Frowning, the soldier on guard stepped forward, came to seven or eight barrels, and said in a deep voice.

Seeing this, he smiled helplessly, and the guard opened one of the barrels.

Suddenly, the smell was overwhelming, and the soldiers guarding hurriedly covered their noses and took three steps back.

"Brother, I didn't lie to you, this smell is very foul, I'm afraid of stunting you..."

Hurriedly closing the barrel, the guard said apologetically.

"Alright, alright, let's go!"

Nodding, he glanced at the barrel on the carriage with disgust, and the soldier guarding hurriedly waved his hand, urging him to leave quickly.

"Hehe, brother, excuse me..."

Hearing this, his eyes flashed, and the guard immediately led the carriage out of the city.

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