Su Fu's heart sank to the bottom.

Song Tao's hand froze in mid-air, and an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Why, you seem to be very anxious and want to force me to make a move." If he kills you, do you think that the poor monk will not be able to leave Fahua City?"

Although he was suspicious, he still didn't realize that this was a deliberate murder against him.

"And you, you can't enter the Holy Realm and get rid of the ranks of inferior people from now on?" Song Tao shook his head, "It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

"Senior brother didn't come to see me, junior brother had to dare to come in......" Changmei waited impatiently outside, strode in, and saw a few pairs of two people, one leisurely, the other face sank like water, and the atmosphere was very weird.

"It's not the right time to come. ”

Changmei said this, but did not exit the meditation room, but also sat down around the low table, his eyes swept back and forth on Yuanxin and Songtao, and said: "You are called Yuanxin, right? I just saw that you are quite clever, and I want to accept you as a disciple, and when the festival is over, I will go back to the Ten Thousand Buddha Caves with me, and don't be angry here!"

Song Tao said leisurely: "Yuanxin is a disciple of Fahua, how can the junior brother say that he will accept it, and he has to ask the master's family." ”

"Huh?" Changmei's eyes widened, "Senior brother is staying here, and junior brother is still half of your master, so you just came to beg, don't you want to be unable to do this little thing?"

Su Fu's thoughts were flying: if you want to do it, you must force the two of you to do it first, and the Dao mantra can be activated. Only with the unexpected sword qi assassination and killing and injuring two people, can the body be sure to kill with one blow.

But Yuanxin's cultivation was too weak, and it couldn't arouse the vigilance of the two of them at all. Even if you do something to it, the other party will feel ridiculous, and use a method of imprisoning you to lock you, or even use your divine sense to probe the sea of knowledge, so that it will be exposed.

What's more, at this moment, with the foot of "shrinking the ground into inches", the old monk is only afraid that it is coming. And the Zen masters in the city who were alarmed were afraid that they would also gather.

The more he was at this juncture, the calmer he became. If you can't do it, you can use another plan!

In this world, there is never a good game, you can sit back and relax according to the established trajectory, often unexpected things, always appear suddenly at unexpected times, teach you to be caught off guard, so as to make mistakes that should not be made, and finally fail.

Su Fu put his mind in check, regarded the chaos in front of him as an endgame, his thinking was infinitely divergent, and the situation caused by every action, every word, every response, etc., and its subsequent development were infinitely extended in his mind.

Step by step, he seemed to hear the footsteps of the old monk, carrying the deep darkness and enveloping him little by little.

"Huh......? Master, what did you say?"

Yuanxin looked like he had just come back to his senses, and looked at Changmei in disbelief.

Between the lightning and flint, he found a glimmer of light in the darkness, and held it without hesitation. The body suddenly disappeared here, leaving no trace, and the two people in the meditation room were unconscious.

Chang Mei frowned slightly: "What about Fang Cai's cleverness, be my disciple, don't make a fuss." ”

At the same time, the old monk stepped into the meditation room from the distance, and his eyes swept over the three of them.

"Senior Brother Fa Hui is so anxious, what happened?" Song Tao was secretly thinking about how to quietly do it, in addition to Yuanxin, he was also surprised when he saw the old monk coming.

It turns out that the old monk's name is Fahui, but he is the same generation as Jinghui, and he is ranked according to the name of the law, but he is afraid that he is the younger brother of Jinghui Zen Master, the abbot of Siming Palace.

Su Fu's heart was transparent, and he was just rightly startled, and he got up quickly, and said respectfully: "Zen master......"

He remembered that Yuanxin used to call each other like that.

The old monk's divine sense swept every inch of the ancient temple, and the three people in front of him ignored the past. The entire ancient temple was empty, and he was a little suspicious, but after all, he still didn't put his suspicions on Yuanxin.

When Changmei saw him, he muttered in his heart. Fahui is no stranger to him, remembering that when he was a little Buddhist, this old monk was so old and so eccentric. To say that he is indifferent always feels inappropriate, as if it is ...... It's like a dead thing wearing human skin, especially the pair of half-closed eyes, stared at by it, there is always a feeling of discomfort, so I have never been willing to get close to it.

Fa Hui said lightly: "There is a black-clothed masked thief, who just watched the two of you talk about Zen, and his cultivation is not weak, but I am afraid that he will see what he shouldn't see, and the two of them will help the poor monk and arrest him." ”

Inevitably, Song Tao mentioned the "Nightmare Disciple" and put a goof, Su Fu immediately said urgently: "The villain will go and mobilize people to search for the whole city." ”

Fa Hui nodded slightly.

Chang Meixin said that he was about to accept one of his disciples, and it was not good to refuse!

Su Fu mobilized his manpower "in a hurry", and when he went out to the gate, he saw Songtao standing at the door, as if he was casting a spell. deliberately slowed down two steps, stopped slightly beside him, and whispered: "Zen master, the villain has been offended, as long as you don't hinder Master Changmei from accepting the villain as a disciple, the wine utensils should be returned with both hands, and your secret, the villain will also swallow it in his belly, and he will never confide in it." ”

He just rightly showed some "little people's little cleverness" in the center of the circle, and still made threats.

Song Tao was sure to guess at the moment, how could he allow a handle that was enough to ruin his reputation in the hands of a villain.

Looking at the back of the circle center, the killing intent in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

......

In fact, no matter whether Su Fu saw something that he shouldn't see, as long as he was a monk, it was impossible for the Fahua Sect to let go, and the secret of the Mirage Islands was too deep and too deep.

This action can be called a net of heaven and earth. Not to mention that there are more than a dozen Zen masters and hundreds of arhats, using their divine senses, to search every household, inch by inch. From time to time, a man in black who seems to be a target will appear, and in the end, it will be discovered that it is nothing more than a mortal.

Interrogation, naturally, can't ask anything. He was puzzled and unbelievable that he would roam the city in black.

Occasionally, the Men in Black will appear all over the city at the same time. Some of them had a quick temper and took action before they could identify them, so that there were many more ruins, and several mortals were killed by mistake, and the whole city was in danger, and a Garan puja turned into a farce. The rumor will go out, but I am afraid that the Buddha Gate will become a laughing stock in the mouths of the gates.

This trouble went straight to the middle of the moon.

The Dharma platforms have long since been discontinued, and many Zen masters who like to be pure have gone back to meditate, not caring about right and wrong. and did not like the destruction of the puja by the man in black, and some Zen masters joined the search and arrest.

Like a snowball, the search team grew stronger and stronger, and later even mortals spontaneously joined, which had already alarmed the inner hall.

In the central ancient tower, there is a pavilion in the open space in front of the tower, and there is a thin old monk sitting cross-legged. There was a lot of noise in the city, and he was already aware of it. At this time, he couldn't help but open his cloudy eyes, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said gently: "Kong Li Fazun is here." ”

In the open space outside the pavilion, there was a firelight illuminated by firelight, condensed into a mighty beast like a fire lion, and looked at the old monk lightly.

"The little monk wants to travel, and I hope that the Dharma Venerable will guard this floating tutu with his heart. The old monk clasped his hands together and said softly.

The divine beast let out a faint 'um' sound, and then turned into fire and melted into the ground.

The old monk got up at this time, looked forward and took a step, but the person had come to the forbidden door of the Sixiang Temple, gently opened the forbidden door, and took another step, and had come to the Sifang platform.

......

The puja will be stirred into a pot of porridge, and the mess will lose its order.

The whole city is searching for the Men in Black. But it was said that there were two women in coarse linen shirts, who looked like ordinary women, and when they passed by an alley as everyone searched for them with righteous indignation, they quietly sneaked into it.

When everyone walked away, one of them said helplessly: "If it is expected by Senior Sister Xiaoxiang, the Garan Festival will be in chaos, what can I do now?"

The two of them were the disciples of the Nanli Palace sent by Xiaoxiang to disguise themselves as ordinary mortals and blend into this city.

The other said, "I don't think it's the Sword Monarch who made trouble...... By the way, you said that it was so strange outside the city, and if you don't look at it, you really don't know that these monks used to wear the skin of kindness, but they are demons who have done a lot of evil! If it spreads, I don't know how people in the world view Buddhism. I see that those who believe in Buddhism can no longer believe in Buddhism. ”

As she spoke, the two girls couldn't help but shudder.

They didn't notice that an old monk was walking slowly.

It seemed that he didn't want to talk about it, so a disciple immediately took a pen and laid out a piece of paper, and told him about the incident, so he didn't even hide the strange situation outside the city.

Another disciple took a small snow eagle from his bosom, wrapped the paper in a cover, and tied it to the eagle's talon.

In this city, the Transmission Flying Sword did not dare to use it at all, exposing its whereabouts, for fear that his life would not be guaranteed.

At this time, the old monk was almost at the entrance of the alley, and the faint light of the lamp shone on his face, full of compassion.

With the two of them summoning the message, Snow Eagle took off. Watching the snow eagle rushing into the sky, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his mind was a little lively, and he said, "The festival is really boring, I didn't come if I knew it earlier." ”

Laugh at!

Before the other could say something, there was a muffled sound, and something seemed to fall above his head at his feet, and when he looked at it, it was a headless corpse of a snow eagle.

Both of them were cold in their hearts, so they seemed to have a sense, and they couldn't help but turn around and look at the alley, and saw an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

"Who are you!"

The old monk stopped outside the two of them, folded his hands, and preached the Buddha's name: "Immeasurable Buddha, the little monk Jinghui, I have seen two little Taoist friends in the South Palace." ”

Seeing that he spoke politely and was a little bold, the girl said, "It turned out to be Zen Master Jinghui." The master of my family sent me here to observe the Garan Puja, so that my disciples could preach the profound Dharma and hope to stop the two rivalries. ”

After finding an excuse, he asked in a loud voice: "Even if you didn't report it in advance, why did you kill my snow eagle for no reason, monk? This is the palace master's favorite pet, if you kill it, the palace master will not give up with you!"

One put his hands behind his back, quietly twisting a teleportation sword.

The old monk smiled compassionately: "Immeasurable Buddha! Asura Zen, all beings in this world still can't understand, and please go to the sea of suffering." ”

After finishing speaking, the two corpses separated for no reason. The magic sword that had not been sent out fell to the ground with a click, echoing in this alley, reflecting the blood that gradually spread, which was extremely piercing.

The night is deeper.