This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 838 Between True and False
The saying that people rely on clothes may not be accurate. At least for some people, the appearance is nothing but falsehood. One moment he is a devil who does all kinds of evil, and the next second he can be a saint who saves all living beings.

Abbot Lingxu was like this. His change, from a sloppy drunkard to a spotless monk, not only made the two girls subconsciously cautious, but also surprised Lu Hanjiang.

To be able to be the abbot of Northern Shaolin, it is naturally impossible for Lingxu to not have two brushes. This is not reflected in the strength of martial arts, but in the ability to change temperament freely.

True and false seem to be indistinguishable. Just now Lu Hanjiang saw that Lingxu was drunk and slovenly, full of flamboyance, but he didn't feel that he was acting, as if this person should be like this.

But now, Lingxu has turned into an abbot and eminent monk again, with an air of being spotless and empty of all things, making it impossible for people to treat him as the same person as the drunk just now.

But the most wonderful thing is that even though he has become an eminent monk now, when Lu Hanjiang closes his eyes and recalls the drunk just now, he still doesn't feel that the other party is acting, as if everything is natural and always reveals his true feelings.

He is the drunkard, he is the eminent monk, he is the one who lingers in the flowers and scoffs at the Shaolin precepts, and he is the one who is dignified and majestic and detached from the world of mortals.

"Old monk, what kind of kung fu are you doing?" Lu Hanjiang asked with interest.

Lingxu lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "Phase is born from the heart, begins from the void, and ends from the void. I am me."

"Stingy," Lu Hanjiang complained, then cleared his throat, and continued: "Just now you said that you wanted to make a deal through me, which seems quite interesting, so let's hear it."

Monk Lingxu looked at Lu Hanjiang and asked, "Benefactor, can you tell me your name?"

Lu Hanjiang picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. After a long while, he said calmly, "Your surname is Qiao, and your teacher is Baimei. I wonder if the abbot is satisfied?"

"It turned out to be Luo Fuzi's disciple."

Monk Lingxu was surprised by Lu Hanjiang's recognition of his identity, and also had a sudden surprise in his imagination. After thinking about Xiao Xu, he said: "Since I am a disciple of Confucianism, the old man can rest assured."

Hearing what Abbot Lingxu said, Lu Hanjiang couldn't help asking curiously: "Could it be that the abbot also has friendship with the teacher?"

"No."

The old monk Lingxu shook his head, and said frankly: "But I also know a thing or two about Mr. Lingshi Baimei's reputation. I heard that one of his disciples joined the Jinyiwei in his early years."

"Oh, that's my brother." Lu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "The abbot is modest, and the way he said this is really disgusting. Please don't play tricks again. What kind of deal do you want to make with me? Just say it bluntly." .”

"The lessons learned from Wu's current experience are shocking. Shaolin wants to live, so naturally they can't follow their old ways."

Monk Lingxu spoke surprisingly authentically: "I also ask the benefactor to convey these words on behalf of the old monk. Shaolin is willing to surrender, just to change a way of life."

"Why should the abbot underestimate himself? Shaolin has been passed down to the present, and it has its own foundation. If you bow your head like this, you may be suspected of cheating." Lu Hanjiang didn't respond to this immediately, and now he doesn't understand Lingxu's meaning.

Lingxu said calmly: "The old monk is the abbot of Northern Shaolin, so he should think carefully about the future of Northern Shaolin. If the benefactor has any doubts, you might as well inform Jin Yiwei about it. If you adults want to come in person, the old monk will sweep the couch to welcome you."

"I will forward the abbot's words to the higher authorities. As for how to answer, it depends on the wishes of the adults." If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Lu Hanjiang thought about it, and did not accept Bei Shaolin's surrender without warning.

The sound outside was getting closer and closer, Lu Hanjiang didn't stay any longer, and was about to leave with two girls. When he was about to leave the bamboo house, he suddenly remembered another thing, stopped and asked, "I don't know if this 'Ba Dao' Has the abbot heard of the title 'King Kong'?"

Monk Lingxu lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows: "Junior Brother Lingcheng of the Lotus Temple is a well-known Buddhist master. I also have a relationship with him, so I naturally know."

Lu Hanjiang looked outside the house, and he could already see the figure of the martial monk in the temple holding a stick from a distance. He stretched his neck and looked at it without turning his head. It is true that there is the blood demon sword technique of the demon sword king Li Guishou?"

The old monk Lingxu lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and then replied: "Junior Brother Lingyi made a mistake, how could there be a sword king's magic skill in a pure place of Buddhism."

"is it?"

Lu Hanjiang was noncommittal, and left the bamboo house with the two girls, and quickly disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest.

A moment later, an old monk with a white beard walked into the room. He was dressed in a dusty monk's robe, and he was dressed in the same way as the disciple who was doing chores outside the sect, but he sat down on the opposite side of the monk Lingxu.

"Brother."

Monk Lingxu looked at this person and said, "Maybe we can see something from him?"

The old monk looked sad, and after hearing the words for a long time, he shook his head: "I can't see through, this person just claimed to be a white-browed disciple, can you believe me?"

"I don't believe it." Monk Lingxu replied without thinking.

The old monk's face became more and more bitter. He recited a sentence of Amitabha, and then said: "If you don't believe him, then he won't believe you either. It's a pity."

Monk Lingxu closed his eyes and sighed, "Perhaps the only way to go is to try martial arts."

"Taixuan wants to use my Shaolin as a knife, junior brother must not fall into his scheme to kill people with a knife." The old monk persuaded him.

"Junior brother understands." Monk Lingxu opened his eyes slightly, "It's just that although what Taixuan said is shocking, but after thinking about it carefully, it is not completely impossible for Commander Lu to walk around the rivers and lakes under the pseudonym of a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. .”

Taixuan told them a lot of information, most of which spread out around this Xiaoyao Sect disciple Yue Lifeng, like a spider web.

But this net is too big, how can a mere impostor have such power, the death of Tai Yi hooked up Jin Yiwei, and the death of Tai Wei allowed them to determine the location of the extraterrestrial spirits.

It was supposed to be Taixuan's death calamity, but it was replaced by the sky and the sun, and sent a disaster to Wudang. Now it seems that the existence of this Happy School Yuelifeng is too weird.

Monk Lingxu wanted to test him out, but he was still unable to see through his depth. There was only one chance, if he made a mistake, the apocalypse would never be over.

Whether Yue Lifeng is Lu Hanjiang or not, Monk Lingxu has deep doubts in his heart, and even his senior brother can't make a decision for him.

"Anyway, the time has passed, Junior Brother, let's wait for the next time." The old monk said.

"... just listen to what the senior brother said."

After Monk Lingxu answered, the noise outside had already spread into the bamboo forest, and Monk Lingjing hurried in: "Abbot, it's not good!"

"Xiaoyao Pai Yuelifeng was drinking tea here just now, but he has already left now, so you don't have to look for it anymore."

The words of Lingxu and Weibu Prophet stunned Monk Lingjing, but soon, he said eagerly: "Abbot, it's not the Xiaoyao sect! It's those foreign monks who came again! The Demon Suppressing Tower has fallen! was rescued!"

".What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)