Xiuxin's mouth was already purple, and he squeezed out a few words from his mouth and said, "Chu Liuxiang, what are you doing... Let go!"

Xiu Xing put the stick in his hand at Chu Liuxiang and said viciously: "Chu Liuxiang, you are so bold, you dare to hold our people hostage in the Shaolin Temple. ”

Master Zhichang also looked at Chu Liuxiang angrily and said, "Xiangshuai, you, what are you doing?

Chu Liuxiang was immediately surrounded by more than a dozen monks with long sticks, and each of them was eager to smash Chu Liuxiang's head.

Chu Liuxiang didn't pay attention to those people, nor did he let go of the cultivation of the mind, he kicked open the door of the meditation room.

Master Zhichang looked at the meditation room and was surprised, he immediately came to the door of the meditation room with a meditation staff and said, "Ah! What's going on?"

There were two little monks in the meditation room who had fallen in a pool of blood, and Master Zhixian and Master Zhizhi had already collapsed on the bed.

The quilt on the bed was stained with blood.

Master Zhichang quickly ran to the side of the bed, threw the Zen staff in his hand aside, helped Zhixian up, and asked eagerly, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Master Zhichang looked at the Master Zhichang who was lying on the bed again, and said, "Senior brother, junior brother..."

Master Zhichang put his hand on the nose of the master of wisdom and touched it, and the master of wisdom had already lost his breath.

Master Zhichang's face was like a frosted eggplant, which was extremely ugly, and the other Shaolin disciples were shocked to see this amazing scene after they hugged into the meditation room with long sticks.

Chu Liuxiang's hand had been stuck in the throat of 'Xiuxin', and he forced 'Xiuxin' to retreat to the meditation room, looked at 'Xiuxin' with anger and said, "Until now, you still refuse to admit it." Are you just a fake mind cultivator?"

True mind cultivation and nature cultivation are dead. The fake cultivator was also beaten with a stick by the stick monk of the Shaolin Temple with a stick. Now he was staring outside the meditation room, panting for breath.

Master Zhichang already knew what was going on, and he walked step by step towards the false cultivation mind with a Zen staff, and asked with anger, "Say, who did this qiē?"

Xiu's eyes widened, and he said, "Old bald donkey, your life is not long, if you want to live, let me go quickly." Otherwise, the entire Shaolin Temple will die. ”

Master Zhichang said: "The donor is so angry! I want to kill all the people in the Shaolin Temple, but I'm afraid that you don't have such great ability." If the donor wants to live, it is better to tell who the murderer is. ”

Fake Xiuxin sneered: "How can the name of my master be known by you mortals. ”

Master Zhichang was even more angry, and said, "Is your master an immortal? Why can't he know his name?"

Fake Xiuxin gritted his teeth and said, "As I said just now, my master is very famous, and the person he wants to kill has never been able to hide from him. You saw today's events, too. Zhixian, intelligent, these two old bald asses don't know the times, so. The two of them had to die. ”

Master Zhichang eagerly asked, "Why don't the two eminent monks, Zhixian and Zhizhi, know the current affairs?"

Fake Xiuxin glared and said, "Hehe, if the two of them are willing to obey my master's arrangement." If Shaolin disciples were sent to hunt down Chu Liuxiang, they would not have died. ”

Chu Liuxiang finally understood now, and said, "It turns out that your master wants the Shaolin Temple to submit to you, could it be that you are all members of the Netherworld God Sect?"

After the fake cultivator laughed, he said coldly: "Yes, both of us are members of the Netherworld God Sect, and the two of us have been in the Shaolin Temple for ten years. Our goal is to kill all the prestigious people in the Shaolin Temple, and then let the Shaolin Temple return to our Nether God Cult without a fight. ”

Chu Liuxiang's eyes rolled and said: "It seems that your plan is very thoughtful, your master arranged today's event ten years ago, and I really admire your master very much." Needless to say, your master is Ouyang Chongxiao. ”

The fake cultivator readily admitted: "Yes, the person who ordered us to do this is none other than Ouyang Chongxiao. Our sect leader is simply from heaven, his martial arts are invincible in the world, he can make the dead come to life. He is the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering and salvation in this world. ”

Chu Liuxiang then asked, "In this way, the person who killed Master Zhixian and Master Intelligence is also Ouyang Chongxiao?"

Fake Xiu Xin said: "Of course not. Killing two old monks doesn't require our sect leader to take action at all, his subordinates can do it. In the Shaolin Temple, it is not difficult for us to kill people at all. ”

Master Zhichang was so angry that his beard stood up, and he said, "Do you think that this Shaolin Temple is your Netherworld God Sect, and you can kill whoever you want?"

Fake Xiuxin's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Why? Didn't you see that your Shaolin abbot was taken off his head overnight, and Zhixian and Zhizhi were also killed, is this thing fake? If the Shaolin Temple is really impregnable, why did those people die so quickly?"

Master Zhichang thought about the words of fake cultivation, and the cold sweat on his body slowly came out.

Master Zhichang was speechless.

Chu Liuxiang said slowly: "That's because your Netherworld God Sect likes to use tricks to harm people the most, and you don't dare to attack Shaolin Temple openly at all." Your sect leader said that he could kill him, but your sect leader didn't even dare to show his head, so he said that your sect leader was just a turtle with a shrunken head. If you have the ability, let your sect leader come to the duel in person, and don't hide behind others. ”

Fake Xiuxin's eyes stared straight at Chu Liuxiang and said, "Chu Liuxiang, you have a kind." Our sect leader knows that you are a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and your intelligence and martial arts are also very appreciated by his old man, so he doesn't want to kill you personally for the time being. Because your life is still worth so little to our sect leader. ”

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly: "I am very grateful to your sect leader for your appreciation of you, and I really want to meet your sect master." ”

A stick monk in the Shaolin Temple said angrily: "Uncle Shi, these two people pretended to cultivate their minds and nature, and let the thieves break into Uncle Zhixian's meditation room, which caused Uncle Zhixian and Uncle Zhixian to both die, and the two of them are accomplices, how can we let these two people go?"

Chu Liuxiang also felt that there was no need to interrogate the matter so far, he looked at Master Zhichang and said, "Master Zhichang, how to deal with this fake cultivation and fake cultivation, please ask the master to decide." ”

Master Zhichang said angrily: "Killing my Shaolin people is a capital crime, but our Shaolin is a pure land of Buddhism, and we are not allowed to kill, so Lao Qu decided to lock the two of them in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, in the Thousand Buddha Cave, and they have been repaired behind closed doors, and they are not allowed to leave the cave for the rest of their lives." (To be continued......)