This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 785
As soon as Abbot Lingkong said these words, not to mention everyone on Jinyiwei's side showed surprise, even the several eminent monks present in Nan Shaolin were all surprised.

The abbot did not make any hints or pre-plans beforehand, and this time he proposed to keep him, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Caiwei immediately declined and said: "Abbot Caiwei thanked you for your kindness, but Caiwei still has important things to do and has no time to stay in the temple."

Abbot Lingkong looked solemnly, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, the holy lady is now full of evil spirits, and she has the appearance of being possessed by a demon. If she doesn't recuperate earlier, she may be hard-pressed to return, and her life will be killed in vain."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Hanjiang couldn't help laughing out loud, he was playful: "Old abbot, your excuse is too bad, Miss Caiwei is kind-hearted and sincere, you are blood Sha, who is possessed by demons again, who are you fooling around?"

Although Lu Hanjiang's words were harsh, they were true. Caiwei was one of the rare characters in the Jianghu who had both strong martial arts and a pure heart.

Even the hatred of extermination of the clan failed to make this holy woman break her own principles, which shows her strong will.

At this moment, Abbot Ling Kong said that Caiwei was covered in blood and that she was in danger of being possessed by demons. It was pure nonsense, anyway, Lu Hanjiang didn't see any signs of it.

Abbot Lingkong watched Caiwei, and said earnestly: "Your Excellency, the old monk can use Shaolin's centuries-old reputation as a guarantee, and you don't need to pay anything. I just hope that you can stay in our temple for three to five days."

This is a bit too serious. Even Lu Hanjiang couldn't figure out what the old monk was thinking when he made such a promise as the abbot.

Caiwei was also a little surprised, now she didn't doubt the abbot's sincerity, but she finally rejected the other party's kindness, because as she said, as a saint, matters of the Lingyue Clan are more important than anything else, she couldn't be in Here to stay.

Sighing, Caiwei saluted the abbot again, and she said: "The abbot's heart, Caiwei is really uncomfortable, please tell the name of the Taoist, I will take my leave after this."

Abbot Lingkong's eyes were complicated, and he tried his best to persuade him to stay, and even threw out a secret as a bargaining chip: "Your Excellency, that Taoist is a master of the Xiaoyao Sect, whose name is Taixuan. For your life."

These words made Caiwei frown, she said angrily: "Since he came here for Caiwei, why did he attack hundreds of innocent people in Lingyue!"

Abbot Lingkong's dark eyes fell on Caiwei, and he said in an inexplicable tone: "It's not because you are a saint of the Lingyue tribe, but because you are a saint of the Lingyue clan, and he only did this to completely eradicate the inheritance of the saints of Miaojiang. "

Abbot Lingkong's words made Lu Hanjiang thoughtful. If this guy named Taixuan was to kill the "Miaojiang Holy Maiden", then he would be so crazy that he would slaughter all the Lingyue clan, even infants. Actions are explained.

There are countless ethnic groups in Miaojiang, and each ethnic group is led by an elder of its own clan, and above that, there are two positions, that is, the saint and the great elder.

The saint is the symbol of the Miao border, and the elder is in charge of governing the hundreds of ethnic groups, but the special thing is that the elder is jointly elected by the hundreds of ethnic groups, so every ethnic group has a chance.

However, the situation of the Holy Maiden is completely different. Since ancient times, the Holy Maiden has been selected and inherited by the Lingyue Clan in Miaojiang, because the secret method that the Holy Maiden must practice, the Witch-Moon Wheel, is a secret tradition of the Lingyue Clan.

This secret method is not only available to saintesses, but even the prerequisite for practicing the secret method must be a member of the Lingyue tribe.

It's not that the Lingyue tribe is xenophobic, but according to Caiwei, this secret technique is extremely special. Although they are all Miaojiang people, other tribes cannot practice it at all.

Therefore, if Taixuan intends to completely cut off the inheritance of the saint, killing the Lingyue clan is the best choice.

It's a pity that the Taoist priest missed the calculation after all. The most important figure of the Lingyue Clan, the saint Caiwei, escaped the catastrophe and survived because of the Holy Spirit Gu.

Caiwei was shocked by Abbot Lingkong's words, and she asked in puzzlement, "Then what kind of enmity does Taixuan Taoist have with Lingyue Clan? Why do you have to kill the 'Holy Maiden'?"

"No grievances, no enmity."

Abbot Lingkong sighed: "This man Taixuan has long since cast off the shackles of the world. He has no desires, no thoughts, no feelings, no love. He was born to cultivate the Tao, and he lives for the Tao. Follow the sky."

Lu Hanjiang couldn't help clapping his hands to congratulate these absurd remarks: "As expected of the abbot of Shaolin, Abbot Lingkong's words are truly ridiculous and absurd. It can also be called following the sky.”

He glanced at the Jinyiwei behind him strangely, everyone laughed out loud, and Cui Yixiao said sarcastically: "Hey, Mr. Yue, I think what the old monk said actually makes sense, for example, our Jinyiwei kills people, isn't that true? Is it going with the sky?"

Cui Yi's joke fell, and everyone laughed together again.

However, people like Lu Hanjiang are happy, Caiwei, who is the person involved, does not agree with this very much, she said in a somewhat blunt tone: "Abbot, I don't know what crimes my Lingyue clan has committed, and should be slaughtered by that Taoist priest?"

Abbot Lingkong's eyes flashed a bit, he couldn't bear it, he said: "That's all the words of the poor monk, please Your Excellency, the Holy Maiden, give me some face in Shaolin, stay here temporarily, you go to find Taixuan, alas, there is only one way to die. "

Caiwei frowned, and Abbot Lingkong's words were ambiguous, not only failed to solve her problem, but added a lot of doubts to her.

However, Caiwei has a good temper and doesn't speak harsh words to each other, but Lu Hanjiang is different. He has already been tired of listening to these monks and priests pretending to be mysterious. interrupted.

"The abbot is willing to tell the Taoist priest's name. We accept this favor. As for your alarmist words, please forgive us ordinary people for not understanding your profound mysteries." After Lu Hanjiang finished speaking, he waved his hand and accepted Then everyone will leave.

"Amitabha."

Abbot Lingkong's tone contained a layer of deep sighs. He folded his hands together, and his lowered eyes seemed to have seen all over the vicissitudes of life. From the deep cave, there was a beam of obscure light, twists and turns and darkness.

"Your Excellency, Holy Maiden, you know that although the Lingyue Clan is exterminated, you are not a carefree person. If you insist on embarking on this road of no return this time, you will be calling thousands of people to their deaths."

Abbot Lingkong spoke surprisingly, he stepped out slowly, and the air flow in the entire Daxiong Palace changed. Under his old body, it seemed that a beast was sleeping, and the skill accumulated for decades was slowly waking up.

The thin arms are like a dead tree in spring, and strong vitality flows through the surging meridians, like the Yangtze River. Once the restrained true energy of Abbot Lingkong bursts out, it makes the whole Daxiong Palace tremble faintly.

Lu Hanjiang quietly squinted his eyes. He realized that the rumored abbot Lingkong and Nan Shaolin masters were all injured by thieves. It was definitely a rumor. At least in his opinion, the old monk was not injured at all, and his physical condition was not good. too good to be true.

"The poor monk implores Your Excellency the Holy Maiden to stay in this temple for the sake of the common people in the world."

Abbot Lingkong's voice fell, his right hand slowly protruded, and his true energy turned into a golden stream of light, reflecting the giant Buddha with drooping eyes in the middle of the treasure hall. Immortals come to the world.

(End of this chapter)