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The murderer is a monk, and Rama is resurrected!

Jingnian Temple.

The honest monk was covered in blood and stumbled down the mountain.

Behind them were more than two hundred corpses.

At this moment, he is even more aware that all of this is within Xiaoyao Wang’s calculations.

It’s just because the injuries suffered by those monks are far heavier than their own.

If it weren’t for this, with his current injuries, it would be absolutely impossible to kill more than two hundred monks.

Now his body has also reached its limit.

But he didn’t dare to rest.

Although the location of Jingnian Temple is in the southern suburbs of Luoyang~.

There are no human settlements around.

But the battle between King Xiaoyao and Kong Kong just now was too powerful.

The honest monk believes that in Luoyang City, there must be experts who will discover the strange phenomenon.

Sooner or later, someone will come to Jingnian Temple to check it out.

If other people saw him coming out of Jingnian Temple, he would be completely speechless.

Honest monk, at this moment, the true energy in his body has almost been exhausted, and his body is extremely sore.

But he still stumbled and ran down the mountain desperately.

At this moment, apart from the longing for life in his heart, only the fear of Xiaoyao Wang remained in his heart.

Before Xiaoyao Wang left, he gave him two choices.

One is to go back and look for him, and he will pass on the Yi Jin Jing to him as promised.

The other is to let him go back to find the little old man.

But the honest monk knew in his heart that what Xiaoyao Wang gave was actually just a choice.

This so-called second choice is just a warning to him.

Just to make him clear that King Xiaoyao knows everything about him.

Another thought even appeared in Monk Honest’s mind.

That is not to return to the Ming Dynasty, and to hide one’s name in the Sui Dynasty or other countries.

Whether it’s Xiaoyao Wang or the little old man, they don’t care anymore.

But as soon as this idea came to his mind, the face of Xiaoyao Wang appeared in his mind.

He dare not.

Whether it was Xiaoyao Wang’s method of putting him in purgatory while talking and laughing, or his martial arts of killing half-step heaven and man with a wave of his hand, he was deeply intimidated.

The Xiaoyao Wang at this moment is like a god in his heart!

Even the little old man, the leader of the invisible man, couldn’t compare with Xiaoyao Wang in his heart.

After all, the little old man is already old now.

And Xiaoyao Wang is not even twenty yet.

When the two can be compared together, the little old man has already lost.

The honest monk’s eyes were filled with the will to survive.

Jingnian Temple was wiped out, such a big matter, Da Sui Jianghu will definitely not sit back and watch.

Sects such as Cihang Jingzhai, which has a good relationship with Jingnian Zen, will definitely hunt down suspicious people.

It is not an easy matter to return to Daming safely.

Perhaps, this can also be regarded as a kind of test for him by King Xiaoyao.

…

Zhu Zixuan stands on top of the white eagle.

The wind was whistling, the sleeves of her clothes were fluttering, and her posture was even more graceful like a fairy.

In the past, he used to sit on the carved back, but now standing on it, it’s quite different.

It actually made him feel like flying with a sword!

He didn’t know the many thoughts in the honest monk’s mind.

Throwing the honest monk in Jingnian Temple did have some intention of punishment.

As for what the honest monk will do afterwards, he doesn’t care at all.

Because the honest monk is nothing more than a small person to him.

Zhu Zixuan didn’t care whether he went back to Wu Ming’s place, ran away, or was killed.

If he could really escape all the way back to the capital, Zhu Zixuan would not mind passing on the Yi Jin Jing to him.

Of course, on the basis of ensuring his loyalty.

Standing on top of the white eagle, Zhu Zixuan silently thought about what to do next.

In fact, his current strength cannot be calculated simply by his cultivation level.

Because each of the exercises he practiced is a unique skill far surpassing today’s martial arts.

And every martial art, when he gets it, is already at the highest level.

Prior to this, he hadn’t actually made any moves.

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The ones that are used the most are the four calamities of the Sacred Heart and the restorative power of the Sacred Heart Art.

After the recent Shaolin battle and the fight with Kong tonight, he had a clearer judgment on his own strength.

At least now he can be sure that his current strength should be enough to deal with half-step heavenly opponents.

At this moment, Zhu Zixuan couldn’t help but think of Rama’s body.

These two battles gave him a lot of confidence.

Rama has been dead for so many years, even if he is resurrected, his strength cannot be at its peak.

Maybe there is no one in a hundred.

After resurrection, if he senses something is wrong, he should be able to suppress it!

Thinking about it this way, the white eagle under Zhu Zixuan’s feet is even faster!

…

Pure meditation Zen.

In the Jingnian Zen sect, at this moment it is the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai who are cleaning up the mess.

After all, the two sects have always been good friends, and their respective patriarchs, the heavenly monk Dini, are brothers and sisters.

Fan Qinghui looked at the piece of ruined wall in front of her, and she couldn’t help but feel some fear in her heart.

Between the heaven and the earth, there is still some faint sense of Buddha’s rhyme left at this moment.

Obviously, inThe people who fought against Lord Kong Zen here also used Buddhist martial arts.

Recalling the Buddha’s light lit up in the sky above the Jingnian Zen School, Fan Qinghui couldn’t help thinking of the rumored Buddhist martial arts!

The set of palm techniques used by King Xiaoyao on top of Shaolin shocked the world!

Will it be the Happy King?

A doubt arose in Fan Qinghui’s heart.

The Jingnian Zen sect sent out the Four Great Dharma Guardian Vajras, trying to plot the Xiaoyao King’s palm.

From the perspective of motivation, Xiaoyao Wang is definitely possible.

Furthermore, this kind of method of destroying the family at every turn is indeed in line with Xiaoyao Wang’s usual style.

The next moment, Fan Qinghui shook her head slightly.

At this time, it is impossible for Xiaoyao Wang to appear in Luoyang.

Could it be that this person is the master of King Xiaoyao, right?

King Xiaoyao’s palm technique, of course, cannot be self-created, let alone granted by heaven.

No matter how amazingly talented you are, there must be a master.

In the rivers and lakes, no matter what sect or faction, it is an unforgivable matter for others to covet one’s own martial arts.

As the master of King Xiaoyao and the true owner of this set of Buddhist palms, it is only natural that he would come to trouble Jingnian Zen.

Fan Qinghui couldn’t help sighing in her heart.

In this matter, I can only blame Jing Nian Zen for thinking that I shouldn’t.

She inspected Kong’s corpse, and then looked at the disciples’ corpses scattered all over the place, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

As far as she knew, Liao Kong should be in the late stage of the Supreme Grand Master.

I have been practicing closed-mouth meditation for more than 30 years, so it is actually not fast to improve my cultivation.

But if he can break through this closed mantra, he should be able to reach the half-step realm of heaven and man.

But from the empty corpse, it can be seen that the injuries in his body were all caused at once.

In other words, the opponent should have only slapped him, and he killed Kong Kong.

Fan Qinghui closed her eyes slightly, guessing and restoring the scene at that time in her mind.

She believed that, with Liaokong’s obsession with the realm of heaven and man, it was absolutely impossible to break the closed mantra the moment he saw the other party.

He must be thinking of fighting with the late stage realm of the great congenital master first.

After all, in the arena, there are not many people who can surpass the congenital great master’s background.

It’s just that I didn’t expect that the opponent’s attack was a unique move. When Kong realized that he was invincible and wanted to break the closed mantra, it was too late.

In a moment of carelessness, he was killed by someone’s palm.

However, the other party didn’t seem to take much advantage of it.

With this move, the other party may have already suffered serious internal injuries.

Because Fan Qinghui discovered that the death conditions of the two hundred monks and disciples were completely different from those of Liao Kong.

If this person can kill Kong, then it should only take one palm to kill the two hundred monks.

But the fact is that these monks died in different ways, and the corpses were scattered all over the place.

This can only show that they were killed one by one.

This can only show that after the murderer killed Kong, he was also seriously injured.

That’s why it became so difficult to deal with the two hundred monks.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, it was another person who attacked the two hundred monks.

For example, he is this person’s disciple, or a follower.

But even so, the possibility of this person being seriously injured still cannot be ruled out.

If that wasn’t the case, why would it be necessary for his disciples to work so hard to kill things that he could solve with one palm?

Through some investigations in the Jingnian Temple.

Fan Qinghui thought that she should have almost mastered the opponent’s strength.

This person’s strength should be slightly higher than Zen Master Liaokong who has not broken the mantra.

No more than the peak of the supreme master.

Fan Qinghui couldn’t help sighing again.

If you hadn’t practiced closed-mouthed meditation these years, or if you had been able to make a quick decision and break the closed-mouthed meditation when you saw an enemy, the result would have been completely different.

At this time, a disciple came to report: “Master, a hunter at the foot of the mountain has seen the murderer.”

Fan Qinghui couldn’t help but his eyes lit up, and asked, “Do you know that person’s appearance?”

The disciple replied: “About half an hour ago, he saw a monk coming down the mountain.”

“The monk was wearing a tattered monk’s robe, and the monk’s robe was covered with blood.”

“While walking, he stumbled and seemed to be seriously injured.”

Fan Qinghui’s eyes flickered.

Sure enough!

My inference is correct!

This matter was not done by Xiaoyao Wang.

The monk who came down the mountain was covered in blood. Who else is there besides the murderer?

He stumbled and was seriously injured, which was also in line with his deduction just now!

Although Kong was killed, the monk himself was also seriously injured!

This person must have a great relationship with Xiaoyao Wang Shimen.

Nine times out of ten, what was displayed was the unique Buddhist technique that King Xiaoyao once performed in Shaolin Temple.

This also solved her previous doubts.

Like this kind of unique Buddhist knowledge, no matter where Xiaoyao Wang got it from, he must have a Buddhist background.

It’s just that she doesn’t know which hidden sect this monk belongs to. She has never heard of any Buddhist sect with such martial arts.

A cold look flashed in Fan Qinghui’s eyes, and he said lightly, “Send someone to search for that monk’s whereabouts.”

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After a slight pause, she added: “After you find out, don’t startle the snake, just pass the news back!”

The disciple replied: “Yes!”

No matter who the monk is, he is seriously injured now.

That made many Buddhists covetCovet’s unique palm technique is right in front of her eyes at this moment!

She couldn’t help being moved.

…

Although it is already night.

However, the news that the Jingnian Zen sect was exterminated by others spread throughout the Sui Dynasty within a very short period of time.

Except for Cihang Jingzhai, all the powerful people, even those in the magic sect, have all gone to the Jingnian Zen School to investigate, either openly or secretly.

After all, when Zhu Zixuan fought against the sky, the aura aroused by both sides was simply too astonishing.

The conclusions drawn by all parties are very similar to Fan Qinghui’s thoughts.

Of course it’s no secret that a seriously injured monk went down the mountain.

In the entire Sui Jianghu, a search for honest monks is launched!

…

Zhu Zixuan didn’t stop all the way, he went directly from Sui Dynasty to Daming capital.

The white eagle flew over the Xiaoyao Palace, and Zhu Zixuan jumped down directly.

As soon as he landed in the courtyard, he heard a stern shout: “Trespassing in the Xiaoyao Palace, courting death!”

The person who made the sound was of course Gu Santong.

After Gu Santong had already extended his palm, he saw Zhu Zixuan’s appearance clearly. He quickly shifted his palm force and struck into the air.

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With shame on his face, he said: “I don’t know that this is the prince, please forgive me.”

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly and said, “It’s so late, why don’t you rest?”

Gu Santong smiled and said, “The prince entrusted the Xiaoyao Palace to his subordinates, how dare the subordinates be careless.”

After speaking, he turned his head to look again, and asked, “Where are the lord, the concubine and others?”

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Zhu Zixuan smiled and said: “It’s still on the way, tomorrow at the latest, I should be able to come back.”

This is how fast the white eagle is.

Yaoyue and others set foot on the journey back home before him. He also went to the Sui Dynasty, but he still dared to return to the capital before them.

Although Gu Santong was surprised, he didn’t ask any more questions.

With a look of admiration, he said, “Although this subordinate is in the capital, I have also heard of the majesty of the prince in the Shaolin Temple!”

“Today, General Gong Tianzhao and the Commander of Jin Yiwei sent Qinglong back to court. I heard that the emperor rewarded them, but both of them refused.”

“I insist that this battle is all due to the prince alone.”

“Nowadays, inside and outside the Jianghu, the government and the public, the prince’s reputation is very hot!”

Before the lord left, Gu Santong was somewhat uneasy.

Even when the news of Shaolin Temple came, his first reaction was unbelievable.

He didn’t believe it until today, when Gong Tianzhao and Qinglong returned to court.

Your lord, you actually killed the entire Shaolin Temple with your own strength!

There is even a supreme master among them!

At the moment when he saw the ancient three links, there were some red threads in his eyes.

Zhu Zixuan knew that these days, he might not have had a good night’s sleep.

Patting Gu Santong on the shoulder, Zhu Zixuan smiled and said, “You don’t have to be on duty tonight, go back and sleep first.”

Gu Santong nodded and said, “Yes! The prince also rests earlier.”

After saying that, he stepped back.

It’s just that he retreated into the darkness, but he didn’t intend to return to his room.

Now that the masters in the net are not in the mansion, and the prince returns to the mansion, he must not relax.

Zhu Zixuan noticed his actions, so he stopped forcing himself and walked to the warehouse.

…

In the warehouse.

The body of Rama looked the same as when Zhu Zixuan left.

It still looks like a dead wood, only the facial features, limbs and body can be seen faintly.

Zhu Zixuan did not hesitate.

Straight away, he stretched out his hand and sent the true energy of the Sacred Heart Art into Rama’s body!

This is the first time he has used the resurrection function of the Sacred Heart formula.

What was resurrected was a corpse thousands of years ago.

Zhu Zixuan even had a faint sense of expectation in his heart.

I don’t know if the body can still retain the previous memory after it wakes up after thousands of years.

With the input of Zhu Zixuan’s true energy, Naram’s body slowly changed.

On the body, those wrinkled and dry parts are slowly becoming rounder as if they have been moisturized.

It’s just that at the same time, Zhu Zixuan also discovered that the size of the body seemed to be slowly adjusting.

While the body’s skin regained its moisture, its size also seemed to be slowly shrinking.

Zhu Zixuan speculated that it should be the reason why the body lost a lot of vitality over thousands of years.

After all, it has been nearly a thousand years since Rama died.

This transfer takes half an hour!

At this time, Rama’s body can no longer be called a body.

His skin today is even more hydrated and shiny than most people’s.

The only thing that surprised Zhu Zixuan was that Rama’s body shrank to the size of a five or six-year-old child.

Probably the remaining vitality in the body can only support him to return to the appearance of a child.

Zhu Zixuan’s eyes flickered slightly, and he sent the last ray of true energy of the Sacred Heart Art needed for resurrection.

The next moment.

The five-year-old Rama, who looked like jade, opened his eyes! talent.