Master Zhichang was a little excited in his heart and said, "I don't understand. I don't understand why Master Tianxing at that time asked us to stop? If Master Tianxing asked us to go together, then Ouyang Chongxiao would have great ability, and he would also be the end of the crossbow, and we could completely kill him. ”

Master Zhixian obviously didn't let go of his broken arm, and his tone was also very strong, and said, "If we Shaolin disciples rush up together, we can completely kill Ouyang Chongxiao." Even if the Shaolin Temple fights to the bottom, no one will back down. ”

"Amitabha" Master Zhisheng said in a soothing tone: "Buddhism has clouds, and it has to be forgiving and forgiving. At that time, Ouyang Chongxiao had already realized his mistake, and he was willing to quit Shaolin, in that case, how could we Shaolin disciples take advantage of the danger of others?"

Zhisheng looked at the scar on Master Zhichang's face and said, "Although Ouyang Chongxiao is at the end of the crossbow, the Netherworld Sword in his hand can still kill. If all our Shaolin disciples rushed forward at that time, even if we could kill Ouyang Chongxiao, who could guarantee that one of our Shaolin disciples would be able to stand up?"

Jihyun and Jichang stopped talking, and they both knew how powerful the Nether Sword was. That sword seemed to have a very powerful magical power, and as long as it swung lightly, dozens of people would fall, and they would never stand up again after falling.

There are two holes in the hilt of the Nether Sword that glow red, just like two eyes, and those two eyes will not only turn red, but also drink human blood, and all the blood will disappear immediately as soon as it touches those two eyes.

Of course, Master Zhichang understood the power of the Netherworld Divine Sword, and the scar on his face was injured by the sword qi of the Netherworld Divine Sword, if the Netherworld Divine Sword slashed his face, he might not be able to save half of his head.

Master Zhichang's face was expressionless, and the muscles on his face were tense like stones, solid and without a trace of blood.

Master Zhichang said bitterly after a while: "Even if our Shaolin disciples fight to the last person, even if this person is the last to stand up, but at least we don't have to worry about Ouyang Chongxiao coming back." ”

Master Zhixian said heavily: "Twenty years ago today, we let Ouyang Chongxiao go, and Ouyang Chongxiao said when he was leaving, twenty years later, he would break into Shaolin again." Today's hour is just right. ”

Master Jihyun's words didn't seem to be finished, but he had already closed his mouth, and he seemed to feel that even if he didn't say the next words, Jisung and Jichang would understand.

Master Zhisheng said in a deep tone, "Today is just the day when Ouyang Chongxiao left Shaolin Temple twenty years ago. Ouyang Chongxiao finally came. ”

A drop of sweat on Zhichang's nose dripped onto his moon-white monk's robe, and he didn't seem to notice that he was sweating at all, and said, "I didn't expect Ouyang Chongxiao's martial arts to be even more sophisticated than twenty years ago. This time, he was able to break through the heavy guards of the Shaolin Temple unconsciously, quietly came to the meditation room of the abbot of Zhitong, and silently took the head of the abbot of Zhitong, this kind of martial arts in the world I am afraid no one can do. ”

Master Zhichang said heavily: "But Ouyang Chongxiao did it. He's not human, he's a ghost. Only a ghost has such great ability, and only a ghost can take off the head of the abbot of Zhitong. ”

Master Zhisheng was in a nervous mood, his face changed abruptly, and he said, "Senior Brother Zhichang, don't talk nonsense, there are no ghosts in the world at all." Ouyang Chongxiao is naturally not as powerful as a ghost. His martial arts may not be as powerful as he was twenty years ago, so we don't need to be afraid of him at all. ”

Master Zhixian was surprised: "Why is Senior Brother so inferred?"

Zhisheng said: "Judging from the current situation, Abbot Zhitong is likely to die under the Netherworld Divine Sword. The Netherworld Divine Sword is a divine weapon that is rare to see in the rivers and lakes for thousands of years, and the person who can control the Netherworld Divine Sword is naturally a person with very high martial arts. I wonder if he has such miraculous skills, why doesn't he come in from the main gate of Shaolin Temple openly?"

Master Zhixian felt that Zhisheng's words made sense, and said, "What does Senior Brother mean is that the person who killed the abbot of Zhitong was not Ouyang Chongxiao at all, but someone else?"

Zhisheng nodded and said, "Not bad." That person may not be able to control the Netherworld Sword at all, so he didn't dare to break in directly from the main gate of the Shaolin Temple. ”

Master Zhichang didn't seem to believe what they said at all, and said, "You said that that person can't control the Netherworld Divine Sword, he is not Ouyang Chongxiao, how is this possible? Besides, this Nether God Cult is heavily guarded, not to mention a person breaking in, even a fly flying in, it doesn't even want to fly out alive. Therefore, the old man believed that the owner of this Nether Divine Sword could never be someone other than the Nether God Sect. ”

Master Zhisheng Zhengse said: "If there is a person in the world who can steal the Netherworld Sword from the Netherworld God Sect, then this person must be Chu Liuxiang. ”

"Thief Chu Liuxiang?" Zhichang and Zhixian had just asked this sentence almost at the same time.

Zhixian calmed down and said, "In the world, there is no place that Chu Liuxiang does not dare to go, and there is nothing that Chu Liuxiang can't steal." Even the treasures in the palace are like searching for them, so the person who can steal the Netherworld Sword must be Chu Liuxiang. ”

Master Zhisheng pondered for a moment and said, "But Chu Liuxiang is famous, he never kills, even if he can steal the Netherworld Divine Sword, it doesn't prove that he is the murderer of Abbot Zhitong." ”

Zhixian said: "If the Netherworld Divine Sword was really stolen by Chu Liuxiang, he would have nothing to do with it. In any case, we have to ask Chu Liuxiang what is going on. ”

Master Zhichang looked at the little blood stain outside the white cloth, his eyes flickered, and said, "I seem to remember that there is something in the hand of Abbot Zhitong. It's just that in the panic, we didn't do a careful inspection. ”

Master Zhixian bent down, uncovered a corner of the white cloth, pulled out Abbot Zhitong's right hand, and said in a panic: "Abbot Zhitong still left us a little clue." ”

Master Zhixian grasped the thing tightly, stood up, and said mysteriously, "With such a thing, the old man thought that it would not be difficult to find the murderer of the abbot. ”

Zhisheng's eyes stared at Zhixian's hand, and he asked eagerly, "Senior Brother Zhixian, what is that thing?"

Zhichang was also anxious, and said, "Senior Brother Zhixian, say it quickly!"

Master Zhixian walked to the light and slowly stretched out his palm, only to see a jade shining golden light in his palm. The jade is heart-shaped, and there is red in the middle of the heart-shaped, and that red is definitely not the blood on the abbot of Zhitong, the red is carried by the jade itself.