Wang Lie was so angry that Lingjing was not allowed to speak, and asked him to speak one by one, and he could hear Ah Zhu, Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling all roll their eyes in unison.

"It's a long story. Lingjing said slowly.

"It's a long story, but I'll take it slowly, and I have time to listen to you. Wang Lie said with a wave of his hand.

Xuan Ci and the others have not recovered from the shock, and this suddenly appeared a low-level serving monk will be a senior monk of the Lingzi generation, you must know that there are few monks of the Lingzi generation in the temple who are alive, they are all living in a simple place to study Buddhism and martial arts, and they are all people with extremely high status in the temple, how can there be a senior monk of the Lingzi generation or a serving monk?

According to the seniority, the Lingzi generation is the level of the uncle of the abbot of Xuanci and others, even if Xuanci is the abbot, he can't be rude. It's just the genealogy of the monks in the temple, and none of them are Lingjing's uncles.

"Master, I don't know what your position is in the temple?" asked Abbot Xuanci as he saluted to the Lingjing Heten.

"The old monk is just a serving monk, where is there any position, the abbot is polite. Lingjing sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are too many people here, Lingjing, you come with me and explain things to me clearly. Wang Lie got up and leaped towards the back mountain, a few dodges had disappeared in front of everyone, and Ah Zhu and Mu Wanqing didn't have time to react.

"Xuan Ci, you take good care of my juniors, if they have any damage, you Shaolin Temple can't afford it!" Wang Lie's voice came from afar.

"Abbot, these donors should treat them as honorable guests. Lingjing said in a low voice, and whispered Amitabha, who seemed to be old, but stepped onto the roof in one step, as if walking in the air, and disappeared for a moment.

"Abbot?" asked Xuan Sheng as he approached Abbot Xuan Ci. At this time, there were still a few people in the Scripture Pavilion.

"Invite a few donors to the main hall, and don't be embarrassed by them. Abbot Xuanci instructed, although the old monk was wearing the robe of the serving monk, but looking at the martial arts, he was definitely the predecessor in the temple, since he ordered it. That must be reasonable, besides, the martial arts of the person before were far from afar, and he might be Xue Muhua's uncle and ancestor, there is no need to offend people first, take care of these people first, and deal with them when he comes back.

The terrain of the mountain behind the young room is steep, the forest is dense and the road is steep, and after walking for several miles, the noisy sound of the temple below is no longer heard. The empty mountains are lonely, only the sound of birds chirping among the trees. The sun is not shining in the mountains and forests, and it is quite chilly. Turning around a bamboo forest, Wang Lie stopped on a lawn and sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for Lingjing to arrive.

It didn't take long for Lingjing's figure to appear in front of Wang Lie, and he also walked to the opposite side of Wang Lie. Sit on the ground.

"Lingjing, you are the most embarrassed innate master I have ever seen!" Wang Lie looked at Lingjing. Looking at his old and undignified appearance, he said.

"The flesh is just a skin, so why care too much. Lingjing said, his expression calm.

"Nonsense, I don't have anything to say about you, just say it. With your martial arts, who can hurt you. Wang Lie said, he could naturally see that Lingjing's internal injuries were depressed, although it did not hinder his actions, but it was also the culprit that he was still old as a congenital master. If it weren't for the fact that most of his strength was suppressing internal injuries, even if he didn't have heavy skin, he wouldn't have grown old like this under the nourishment of his innate true qi.

"This matter has to start with your disciple, Brother Wang. Lingjing sighed and said, he knew Wang Lie's temperament, and even if he insisted on not saying what he wanted to know, he would find a way to force himself to say it.

"Oh, you were really the one who saved Yuanshan back then?" Wang Lie said, "How do you know that Yuanshan is my disciple? I don't remember telling you." ”

"I guess. Lingjing said, "People who understand Xiao Wuxianggong, even if they are not your disciples, must have a great relationship with you. But it wasn't me who shot him, but Senior Brother Lingmen. ”

"Why is there still a matter of Lingmen? It's a mess, you start from the beginning. Wang Lie said with a frown.

"When Master Xiao Shi came to the Scripture Pavilion, I had already discovered that he had a small foundation of Wuxianggong, but I didn't interfere with him. Lingjing thought for a moment and said, " Later, Murong Jushi also came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the door of Buddhism was wide open, since they wanted to learn, I didn't stop it, one day, the two of them happened to bump into each other when they were reading the scriptures, somehow, the two of them fought, Xiao Jushi's martial arts were better, just when I hesitated to stop Xiao Jushi from killing people, suddenly a man in black appeared, that year's martial arts just broke through the innate realm, the martial arts of the man in black who came were still above me, Xiao Jushi was naturally not an opponent, fortunately, the senior brother came to see me that day, and naturally shot. ”

"Senior Brother Lingmen's martial arts are not comparable to the man in black, the two fought for a while, and the man in black grabbed Murong Jushi and left. Lingjing continued, "Later, Xiao Jushi and Murong Jushi each came to the Scripture Pavilion a few times, but they didn't meet again, and naturally I didn't show up. ”

"Since the Lingmen repelled the man in black, why were you injured? What happened to the Lingmen man? The innate master Shou Yuan was at least more than a hundred years old, how could he pass away?" Wang Lie said, although the innate master may not really have a theoretical three-yuan lifespan, but once he breaks through the innate realm, as long as he is not killed, there is absolutely no problem in living to be one hundred and twenty or thirty years old.

"Senior Brother Lingmen has not passed away. Lingjing's words were astonishing.

"How can you say that he is dead?" Wang Lie said in surprise, and the more he said it, the more exaggerated it became.

"Listen to me. Lingjing said, "On that day, Senior Brother Lingmen fought with the man in black, and the man in black retreated under the draw, but after a few months, he came up the mountain again, this time, he not just came alone, but also brought a person, the person he brought was also a congenital master, and his martial arts were above Senior Brother Lingmen. ”

Wang Lie straightened his thoughts for a moment and did not interrupt his description, up to now, there have been two congenital masters, but I don't know if there is Fang Mu who has been abolished by him among the two, if not, it means that there are at least three mysterious innate masters in the Central Plains martial arts behind the scenes.

When the two of them arrived, they didn't fight, they talked with Senior Brother Lingmen in the room for two hours, and then they went down the mountain. Lingjing thought for a moment and continued: "I don't know what they talked about, but after more than a month, Senior Brother Lingmen suddenly came to me and said that he was going to leave for a while and asked me to protect the Shaolin Temple. Naturally, I don't want to do anything. ”

"It's just that I didn't expect that before the senior brother left, he left an order for his disciples, if he couldn't come back within half a year, he would pass on the position of Shaolin abbot to Xuan Ci, and declare that he had passed away. ”

"As a result, the Lingmen never came back?" Wang Lie raised his eyebrows and said.

"Yes, Senior Brother Lingmen left and never came back. Whether it is life or death, naturally, is inconclusive. Lingjing said.

"Do you know where those two people came from?" asked Wang Lie.

"I don't know, I only know that the first person who came was surnamed Fang, and the person he brought later called him Brother Fang. Lingjing said, "But then that person doesn't seem to be from the Central Plains, but I haven't been in contact with it, and I can't be sure." ”

"Do you recognize his appearance?" Wang Lie asked, the surname Fang may be Fang Mu, but he can let Lingjing recognize people, if Fang Mu is it, it will be easy to do, continue to interrogate him, he can always ask about the whereabouts of Lingmen.

"Yes. Lingjing nodded and said, "He didn't hide his appearance. ”

"I'll talk about the Lingmen later, what's the matter with your injury?" Wang Lie thought that the disappearance of Lingmen was inseparable from Changchun Immortal Valley, but he had been in the valley for too short a time, and he couldn't be sure how many Central Plains martial arts people were among them.

"After Senior Brother Lingmen left, the martial arts of the disciples of the Xuanzi generation have not yet grown up, and they are not enough to support the portal, so I naturally have to take care of one or two in secret. Lingjing continued, "Originally, the rivers and lakes were calm and there was nothing to do, but if a few years passed, there were a few people who touched Shaolin and wanted to steal martial arts, they were different from Xiao Jushi and Murong Jushi, and wanted to steal all the scriptures of the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion, I would not allow it." ”

"There are five people in that line, the leader is a congenital master, and the other four are all top masters, a big battle, although I forced them back, but I also suffered some injuries. Lingjing said lightly, he said it easily, but his injuries have not healed for so many years, which shows the severity of his injuries back then.

"Five people, where did these people come from?" Wang Lie asked.

"I do know a little bit about this, they are Manichaeans. Lingjing said.

"That leader is called Fang Mu?" Wang Lie said in surprise, could it be that the person surnamed Fang was not Fang Mu?

"Brother Wang knows?" Lingjing said, "That person is indeed called Fang Mu, and he is the leader of the Manichaean Sect, and the other four are the protectors of the sect. Manichaeism was introduced to the Central Plains in the last years of the Tang Dynasty, and it has not done anything, and I don't know why it suddenly attacked me Shaolin. ”

"No matter why, I have already avenged your revenge, Fang Mu's kid has fallen into my hands, but there is another one surnamed Fang who still needs to find out. Wang Lie said, I thought that the person who saved Murong Bo back then was Fang Mu, but it didn't seem to be, I am afraid that there is more than one person from the Fang family.

"Fang Mu fell into your hands?" this time it was Lingjing's turn to be surprised. "How could Brother Wang make a move on him, and what happened?"

"You don't care about these things for now, I'd better heal your wounds first. Wang Lie waved his hand and said, "Is it easy, I, you are all injured, and I have become a doctor who specializes in treating your injuries." When your injuries are healed, don't be so hypocritical in this scripture pavilion, and honestly protect the Fa, which can be regarded as redeeming your mistakes back then!" (To be continued......)

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