I Honor

Nineteen Courage

Meng Qi suddenly sat up, listened to the bell, and quietly clenched his fists under the quilt: “Did Qingjing’s death be discovered or did he just disappear?”

Amidst the unusual ringing of the bell, Zhenying, Zhenguan and other monks who were indifferent to other things all stood up, inexplicably panicked, covering up Meng Qi’s abnormality.

In the Daxiong Palace, the golden statue of the Buddha has seals with both hands, and the treasure looks solemn, looking at the people in the hall with compassion.

Right below the Buddha statue stood an old monk with white eyebrows and a drooping face. He had a clear appearance, a yellow monk’s robe, a red cassock, a tin staff with nine rings in his hand, and a pale gold face.

“Namo Amitabha, all benefactors, please be safe.” The old monk raised one hand and proclaimed the Buddha’s name.

Nearly 20 monks in red cassocks stood on both sides of him.There are deeply wrinkled and aged people, some are thin and shriveled like dead wood, and some are melancholy, elegant and mature.

“Hmph, be safe and don’t be impatient. I sent a disciple to be killed in your Shaolin, but you let the poor Taoist be safe and not be impatient.” Wearing a seven-star crown and a yin and yang Taoist robe, the old Taoist priest’s eyes were as bright as lightning, and he looked directly at the old monk who was speaking. , “Master Kongwen, I was invited by Xuantianzong, but this happened to me, you have to give us justice, otherwise, hmph”

His hair is snow-white, but his face is extremely rosy, without a single wrinkle, just like a child with white hair.

This old monk is the abbot of Shaolin, who has obtained the rumor of the “Golden Body of Arhat Subduing the Dragon”, and has dominated the world for more than a hundred years.

“Amitabha, the humble benefactor, no matter who the murderer is, I, Shaolin, will bear the blame for such a tragic incident in the temple.” Kong Wen said calmly, without showing any signs of trying to put up a face, “but I think your sect’s benefactor Like all the benefactors present, I want to know who the murderer is and what his purpose is, please give me some time to examine the body and find the murderer.”

Taoist Shoujing is the head of the Xuantian Sect, and it is said that he has reached the threshold of the Dharma Body, ranking second on the ground list.

“Master Kongwen is right. Don’t be impatient, fellow Taoists. We all feel your grief.” A middle-aged Taoist priest in a basalt robe held a jade ruyi in his hand and came out to exhort him.

Among the disciples behind him, Zhang Yuanshan was looking at Qing Jing who was lying on the white cloth with his fists clenched, his eyes were full of sorrow, his head was separated from his body, his eyebrows were furious, and his eyes were wide open, obviously frightened and angry before he died.

“It’s really such a way to die.” Zhang Yuanshan was shocked and stunned in his grief. How did he die in the reincarnation world? In reality, he died in the same way

Regardless of whether it is because of the real body of oneself and others being thrown into the “reincarnation”, or the projection of injuries after the illusion of illusion, the “Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation” is enough to be called a supernatural power

This was done under the nose of “Subduing Dragon Arhat”

He sneaked a peek at Jiang Zhiwei among the Xijiange disciples and Qi Xia among the members of the Dajiang Gang, and saw that their faces were filled with grief, but they couldn’t hide their shock and solemnity, and Qi Zhengyan was just an ordinary disciple, not qualified to follow the Huajian Send the elders into the Daxiong Hall.

However, the mysterious killing of the Xuantian Sect disciple in Shaolin Temple is enough to be called a horror, the expressions of the other young disciples seem to be different, no one noticed their abnormality.

Taoist Shouzhuo gave the Taoist priest of Zhenwu Sect a cold look: “Xuan Yuanzi, it is not your disciple who died, so don’t pretend to be a good person.”

“It’s often heard that Xuantianzong’s humble Taoist friend has a violent and upright temper. What I saw today is indeed the case.” Xuan Yuanzi has a good self-cultivation, and knows that although Xuantianzong still has many disciples like Qingjing, he can afford to lose, but he was killed. Such an assassination is like slapping them hard in the face. How can the humble Taoist not be furious, so he just smiled and replied, and then looked to the other side, “Fellow Daoist Su, what did you see?”

Standing in front of Jiang Zhiwei was a young and handsome man in Tsing Yi. He looked ordinary, but if you looked at him carefully, you would feel that his place was empty, without me or anything.

The man in Tsing Yi half closed his eyes, his right hand lightly stroked the ancient long sword at his waist, and said in a thick and vicissitudes voice: “Master Kongwen is right.”

His voice didn’t match his appearance, like an old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of the world and saw through the chaos of the world.

After the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, there was a sudden silence in the Daxiong Palace, and the violent Taoist Shouzhuo didn’t even refute, as if he was taken away by the man’s aura.

Taoist Shouzhuo was silent for a while, and said: “Please ask Master Kongwen to check Qingjing’s injury.”

This is not because the man in Tsing Yi is more prestigious and powerful than Abbot Kongwen. Everyone present knows that there may be such a day in the future, but at least for now, the man in Tsing Yi is still far from the Abbot Kongwen. The real reason is that The reason is that Abbot Kongwen is merciful, open-minded, never bullying, and he can argue with him about the truth, but the man in Tsing Yi has always been impatient and annoyed him, and he always strikes straight with his sword.

Kong Wen handed the nine-ringed tin staff to the middle-aged monk who was handsome and melancholy, walked forward slowly, and stopped next to Qing Jing’s corpse, with a little golden Buddha light shining in his eyes.

“The deadly wound of the benefactor of Qingjing was a palm on the back. The strength of the murderer was a beginner who was good at iron palms. The neck injury was done after death. The murder weapon was a long knife. The strength of the knife user was slightly higher than that of the palmer. , so there are two murderers, both of them are masters with open eyes but with different depths.” Kong Wen slowly told the cause of Qing Jing’s death, Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei and others were stunned for a while, and he recovered it so clearly The truth is worthy of being a Fagao

The Taoist Shouzhuo’s face was still ashen: “The poor Taoist can also come to such a conclusion, but the real murderer can let two enlightened juniors sneak into the courtyard without being discovered by the poor Taoist, can he be the murderer in the Shaolin without being caught by the master?” Where is the murderer discovered by your Tianyantong and Tianertong?”

“I meditated yesterday to observe the pure lands. I’m afraid the real murderer has caught a glimpse of the void.” Kong Wen said calmly, with an apologetic expression on his face.

The Taoist Shouzhuo did not back down: “Master Kongwen, I am afraid that few people will know about the matter of your deep concentration. How could it be such a coincidence? Master, please show your golden body and trace the real culprit.”

His words made sense, Xuan Yuanzi and the others nodded slightly, and turned their gazes to Kong Wen.

Kongwen clasped his hands together: “Amitabha,The old monk has tried it just now, and the real culprit is not inferior to the old monk, so the clue has been broken. ”

“So, if you can’t find the murderer in Shaolin, the poor Taoist has to report to the master brother, please use the Time Saber, and find the real murderer by yourself,” the Taoist Shouzhuo said angrily.

“Amitabha, I am ashamed of the benefactors of the Xuantian Sect. I would like to go to Yuhuang Mountain to apologize to the benefactors of Shoujing, and work with your sect to find the real culprit.” Kong Wen said with compassion.

Several of the chief seat and elders behind Kongwen showed dissatisfaction, Shou Zhuo was too aggressive, and the abbot was too weak. Under such circumstances, if it is not handled in this way, Shaolin Qingyu may be destroyed.

Hearing that Kong Wen wished to personally go to Yuhuang Mountain to apologize, everyone was completely stunned, and Taoist Shou Zhuo also showed an embarrassed expression for the first time: “Master Kong Wen doesn’t need to be like this, the poor Taoist can feel your sincerity, I hope Shaolin can be careful. Keep this promise and find the real culprit together with the despicable faction.”

The third place on the Tianbang list, the golden body Arhat who has oppressed the world for more than a hundred years personally came to apologize, which really tested his Taoism. If there is no definite evidence for this kind of thing, Xuantianzong is not willing to push people too far.

Hearing the elders talking about the real culprit, Zhang Yuanshan’s heart was full of thoughts. To be honest, although the Zhenwu sect emphasized that the disciples go out to practice in order to polish themselves, “Reincarnation World Mission” can be regarded as a different kind of tempering, but their own talents It didn’t take long to get enlightened, and it was far from the point where I could go deep into such things.

Therefore, he really wants to get rid of the “Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation” and the “Reincarnation Mission”. Medicinal pills, etc., and it didn’t reach the point where the growth of cultivation was stagnant or slow, and they were gradually being left behind by the same sect.

Now, “Subduing Dragon Arhat” face to face, this is an opportunity to get rid of the “Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation”

A Dharmakaya-level expert is already a first-class god, with great supernatural powers. Even if he is not as good as the “Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation”, he should be able to fight against one or two and protect himself and others. People” to complete the reincarnation task, just grab the masters of the whole world directly.

Of course, the “Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation” may be concerned about other factors.

“Should we expose the matter of the reincarnation world in public? Can the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation kill me in front of the Dragon Subduing Arhat?”

“Even if the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation is Abbot Kongwen, in front of the seniors of all factions, he will hide his murderous intentions and try his best to protect us. The world is so big, there is more than one Dharma expert, just the Chonghe of my Taoist sect.” Senior, on the top of the list, the ranking is higher than him.”

“But if Abbot Kongwen is cooperating with other high-level people, when I leaked the matter, the other high-level people can completely kill it, and he just needs to pretend to be caught off guard, one step late.”

“Perhaps the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation is far stronger than Abbot Kongwen. He has reached the power of the Buddha in the myths and legends. He can wipe out the person who leaks the secret of the reincarnation world without leaving a trace.”

“If I have opened my nine orifices, I can use the world of reincarnation to hone my skills.”

Zhang Yuanshan thought over and over again, and many ideas emerged, but he still couldn’t make up his mind.

Hey, he sighed secretly, he really has the defect of not daring to take risks and risk his life.

He knows his own affairs, he has always been considered a leader in terms of calmness and ability, and is praised by many elders. When fighting, he lacks the necessary courage. This is the real reason why he failed to get started with the swordsmanship contained in the Seven Sections of Zhenwu Sutra.

Thinking of this, he looked at Jiang Zhiwei, she was far better than him in this respect.

As far as he could see, Jiang Zhiwei behind Su Wuming was looking at his nose and heart. Apart from a little sadness, he seemed to be paying attention to nothing. There was no sign of stepping forward to reveal the secrets of the world of reincarnation.

Zhang Yuanshan’s heart moved, thinking of Jiang Zhiwei’s scorching eyes when he looked at those swordsmanship lists, so he gave a wry smile in his heart, and shook his head secretly.

“Master Abbot, this junior has something to report, which is related to Qing Jing’s death.” Suddenly, Qi Xia’s voice reached Zhang Yuanshan’s ears.

He looked in astonishment, and saw a pretty face with a hint of determination.

Jiang Zhiwei, who seemed to be counting the ants on the ground, also raised her head in astonishment. :