martial arts mythology system

Chapter 333
The situation is dangerous now.

In the middle of the night, after a battle with one of the three elders of the Compassionate Zen Forest, the other party died on the spot, and I was still burdened with the aura of the enemy of Buddhism that Buddhism hates the most... I think it is difficult to convince these Buddhists that I am innocent .

Moreover, the opposite side also reduced the suspicion of Monk Zhifa by abandoning Monk Zhijing as an abandoned son.

If I want to testify against a Buddhist monk who died in front of me, I am afraid it will be quite difficult.

Various scenarios flashed through his mind, and Han Feng immediately decided to leave the Cixin Zen Forest and return to Xuanjian Division to resolve this issue with Buddhist diplomacy.

36 counting is the best.

Han Feng drove the eight-color true energy to push his figure, and immediately prepared to fly into the air and flee away.

However, just as Han Feng was pushed up into the sky by the eight-color true energy, a pale golden Buddhist Dharani seal crossed the sky and blocked Han Feng's way.

Han Feng secretly thought that it was not good, and hurriedly changed direction.

However, the number of dharma seals in the sky continued to increase and expand, forcing Han Feng back to the ground again.

Han Feng landed with the Jinghai knife in his hand, and looked ahead, the silent monk who never spoke was manipulating the Dharma seal in the sky with his thoughts.

Zen Master Yuanlu and Chanyun Buzhijie were standing beside him.

Seeing Zen Master Zhifa's blood-stained body, Zen Master Yuanlu sighed with compassion: "Han Shizhu, why are you doing this... The poor monk stopped you, it was not out of selfishness, you act like this... how can I tell you?" Fa Zun explain?"

Dozens of monks followed closely behind with their sticks in hand.

Han Feng laughed helplessly, it was beyond words:
"I think I can explain...Zhifa is actually a spy of the Buddhist sect. He just wanted to plot against me, and then tried to frame me by suicide..."

Han Feng paused as he spoke, and asked weakly:
"That... do you believe it?"

Han Feng didn't have much confidence in himself.

Zen master Yuanlu and Chanyun didn't understand that they didn't say anything about the monk, but the dozens of monks behind them glared at Han Feng.

Han Feng understood that they were not simply angry at him...they were also hating and ignoring the Buddha's enemy spirit in him.

Han Feng felt that he could have a mixed name like Whirlpool Maple...

Zen Master Yuanlu, as a member of Xiaojingang Temple, was able to be entrusted by Zen Master Xumi to become a person in the temporary compassionate Zen Forest. He is indeed a good person. Even in such a situation, he did not speak ill of Han Feng, but continued to ask:
"Han Shizhu, what do you mean, Zen master Zhifa is the hidden rebellion in the Zen forest?"

Hearing what he said, Han Feng obviously still didn't believe himself, but that's all he said, and Han Feng didn't intend to explain any more.

It's better to find a way to break through by yourself.

But here comes the question, should I use the evil king Shi Zhixuan, or the sweeping monk?

Looking around, Han Feng began to look for a way to break through, still reluctantly explaining.

"Actually, the situation is far worse than you imagined. Zen Master Zhijing and Zen Master Zhifa in the Cixin Zen Forest are both people of evil Buddha forces... I don't know if they were from the beginning, or whether they were gradually controlled by evil spirits. Corruption, but they are indeed evil and sycophants. Just now Zen Master Zhifa did indeed show the image of evil spirits... The current situation is that they are trying to frame me... If I guess correctly, I am afraid that compassion There are still demons lurking in the Zen forest... or it is wisdom..."

Before Han Feng finished speaking, a righteous voice suddenly remembered interrupted Han Feng.

Elder Zhitong walked out with his head held high:
"Does Master Han mean to suspect the poor monk?"

Han Feng fixed his eyes on Zen Master Zhitong, and secretly pushed his Wushen skills to the extreme.

Said lightly:

"I'm not skeptical, I'm certain."

That means to fight against the mysterious old monk by the lake. That person's cultivation is clearly at the upper third level, and he must have covered up his cultivation at ordinary times.

Zhijing was sacrificed as bait obviously not at that level, Zhifa had just fought against himself, although the hidden demon in the Buddha is indeed very unusual, but he has not yet reached the third rank.

Zhitong and Wisdom Elder remained.

Since Elder Wisdom was able to go out alone with Cheng Xin last time, with Cheng Xin's fate as a Buddhist saint, it can almost be ruled out.

Then, it is self-evident who the remaining hidden piles are.

Being pointed out by Han Feng face to face, Elder Zhitong didn't feel flustered at all, but immediately bit back, showing a disappointed expression:
"Han Shizhu, Zhijing has confessed his sins and subdued the Dharma, and the hidden stake in the Zen forest has been found, so you should not use this method to exonerate yourself.

Insulting me is a trivial matter, and insulting the wisdom that was sacrificed to bring you back to the right path is disrespect to him. "

Zhitong's words characterize Han Feng as an act of throwing the pot away in order to get rid of the crime after he went mad and murdered. It can also be seen that he has a deep mind. Han Feng felt that none of the monks nearby believed in him, so he withheld a task in his mind experience card.

It's just... It's a bit of a waste to use an experience card just to break through.

"Everyone, Master Han is probably determined not to stay in the Zen forest this time, but Junior Brother Zhifa is desperately trying to save his life, but we can't just sit back and watch him continue to go crazy!"

While Han Feng was thinking, Zen Master Zhitong had already begun to encourage the monks to attack Han Feng.

If they directly attack Han Feng now, the monks may still suspect Zhitong, this old bald donkey is a thief, and he encourages others to attack without leaving any loopholes.

"Monks! We are not out for hatred, but the hard work of Elder Zhifa is in vain! Tonight, Han Feng's benefactor must be captured!"

Elder Zhitong raised his arms and shouted, and many monks moved accordingly, rushing towards Han Feng with intertwined monk sticks, intending to trap Han Feng directly.

Han Feng knew that tonight's situation could not be resolved through simple negotiation, so the power of "Ming Yu Gong" in his hand suddenly bombarded the ground.

"His efforts have paid off. Wouldn't I be finished tonight?"

The ice-blue palm hit the ground, and the brilliant ice chrysanthemums spread on the ground. The feet of the monks who rushed towards Han Feng were frozen by the ice, making them unable to move.

Under Han Feng's feet, a black and white yin-yang roulette appeared, dragging Han Feng into the sky.

"This trip to the Compassionate Zen Forest, Han Feng was indeed grateful for the great love of the Dharma Venerable, and he was able to add the "Posa Maitreya Future Chapter". But someone Han dared to fight, after all, he faced the incarnation of the evil Buddha... I, I do not owe the Compassionate Zen Forest... ...I'm afraid I can't explain what happened today, so Han Feng has no choice but to leave first and wait for a chance to explain to you."

With that said, Han Feng looked at Zen Master Yuanlu.

"Zen Master, I'm sorry, I promised you to wait for two days, but it seems that it won't work... Please be careful Elder Zhitong. Please don't try to stop me. I'm leaving today, and no one can stop me."

The others hadn't said anything yet, but Elder Zhitong finally couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up, and slapped Han Feng with his golden palm like a fly swatter.

"Evil! Don't even try to escape!"

The golden palm hit Han Feng, and the tricks of "The Great Wheel Secret Technique" combined with "The Six Paramitas of Practicing Generosity" triggered an explosion of Buddha energy in the sky.

However, there is a huge black demonic energy hanging high in the Buddha's energy.

The power of the invisible mind was urged, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, Zen Master Zhitong fell to the ground in an instant as if struck by lightning.

Many monks looked up at the sky, only to see a black air lingering, and Han Feng's figure was not seen in the middle.

This black air is like a Buddha and a demon, brewing the profound Buddhist theory of "not on this side, not on the other side, not in the middle".

Among them came the vicissitudes of life:

"I told you, no one can stop me."

(End of this chapter)