Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 193 Immortal Temple

   "The demon monk leaves the dust and kills innocent people indiscriminately."

   "Life for life, quick catch."

  Everyone in Heifeng Castle was dressed in sackcloth and mourning, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

  In Jizen Palace, the obscure elder sneered: "The one who should come will still come."

   After speaking, he gave Lonely Zen Master a look.

  The latter grinned: "Elder, don't worry, everything is ready."

   "Courtesy first, soldiers later~"

   As soon as the words fell, a young monk with a jade face came out of the martial arts arena.

  This monk is none other than the number one Buddhist of the nine generations, the farewell monk of Yixin Temple.

  Parting is a different kind in Shasheng Temple.

   It is not good to kill, but good scriptures.

  In addition to his handsome appearance, he naturally has the compassionate temperament of Buddhism, so he is most suitable to be the external spokesperson of Shasheng Temple.

   "Amitabha, sin is sin."

   "Several benefactors, be slow to get angry."

   "If there is any misunderstanding, please explain it in detail."

  His hands are folded, meaningful and handsome, and when he lowers his eyebrows and turns his eyes, he always reveals the appearance of "My Buddha is merciful, and all living beings are suffering".

   It made people feel ashamed for no reason: Shasheng Temple also has real monks!

  In an instant, the noise of Black Wind Castle became weaker by seven points.

  One of them saw that the farewell was devout like a Buddha, and he directly returned a salute.

   "Ahem, mage, I'm here to find the truth."

  …

   After some description, everyone knew what was going on.

   It turns out that this matter is also related to Xiangfei Valley.

  At that time, Xiangfei Valley held the "Bamboo Shoots Winning Conference".

   Ma Liangcai, a disciple of Black Wind Castle, relied on his strength and the support of the ghost sect behind him.

  So guard in front of the Duowang Gorge and prevent others from passing.

   Li Chen had a dispute with him at that time.

   For this reason, he also fought a battle with He Cangwu.

  In the end, it was in the hands of He Cangwu to kill Ma Liangcai.

  This matter is also recorded in Li Chen's deeds in the "Golden Scale List".

   And this Ma Liangcai's status in Black Wind Castle is not low.

   Not only the first disciple of the three generations, he was also adopted as a adopted son by the master of the Black Wind Castle.

  Actually, the story of the adoptive son was only reported recently, and in all likelihood, it was fabricated for the sake of making a big fuss in the Shasheng Temple today.

   "Amitabha, sin is sin."

   "It turns out that this is the matter, the horse donor went out to ruin the reputation of Black Wind Castle.

  Junior Brother Li Chen really couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he acted righteously to eliminate the harm, clear up Xiaoxiao, and Black Wind Castle needn't thank you. "

   "..."

  A group of Black Wind Fort disciples are confused, what are they playing? !

   "Thank you? Thank you big head ghost!"

   "Sure enough, the bald donkey doesn't have any good things!"

   "Stop talking nonsense, hand over Li Chen!"

   "Yes, hand over Li Chen, and your Shasheng Temple will hold the ceremony normally."

  Five or six people started shouting again.

  At this time, Guiying, the holy son of the ghost sect, suddenly stared at him slightly.

   Immediately afterwards, more and more disciples from Lieguang Pavilion came out and joined the condemnation team: "Yes, killing other people's disciples for no reason, Shasheng Temple is too dishonest."

   "In any case, someone should be called out."

   "Yes, yes, yes, shameless, too shameful."

   "What kind of hatred and grievances, just kill people directly?"

   "A monk, how come you don't have any compassion at all."

   Soon the disciples of Duanmai Mountain also joined them.

  Black Wind Castle, Lieguang Pavilion, and Duanmai Mountain are all under the command of the Ghost Cult.

   Undoubtedly, behind this operation is the Ghost Cult.

   And other people also happened to watch the excitement.

  Everyone is not interested in Shasheng Buddhist son at all, they all think of Shasheng Red Lotus in Shasheng Temple.

  In short, it is Shasheng Temple, the more chaos the better.

   There were a few who didn't think it was messy enough, so they took the opportunity to yell a few times.

  But at this time, a different voice suddenly came out from the crowd: "The evil is crooked, it is really rampant, right and wrong, there has long been a conclusion, Master Lichen eliminates demons and defends the way, and he has justice in the world."

   "Yes! Disciples of Black Wind Castle, don't distinguish between black and white, and help the evildoers."

  It was Ming Jiang and others from Xiangfei Valley who came out more and more, and had a fierce verbal confrontation with them.

   For a while, the noise in the martial arts arena became louder.

   Such and such, on the contrary, are more in the hands of those who want to.

  Wine addict Qu Huanbo and listless Hou Xiaoyi looked at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong.

   On the other side, the Venerable Green Nightmare of the Phantom Cult smiled secretly in his heart. Seeing that the time was ripe, he winked at the ghost baby beside him.

  Seeing the Ghost Sect's voice, the cursing sound seemed to have a backbone, and gradually stopped.

   Turned to wave the flag and shouted: "That's right, face to face."

   "Hand over the people first!"

  Parting is still with clasped hands, with a slightly sad face, which makes people can't bear to scold.

   "To tell you the truth, the monk who killed the Buddha this time is Junior Brother Lichen."

   "So, everyone will be able to see Junior Brother Li Chen after a while."

   As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd suddenly shouted again: "Killing a Buddha, what a pretension!"

  This remark is like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

   Sure enough, they are the masters who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal.

   "Hand over the Buddha who killed the living."

   "What kind of ghost Buddha son is a wild fox Zen."

   "Shrinking head crow... ah!"

   A scream sounded.

   Finally broke through the hoopla.

  But it was a monk who was booing outside the crowd. He seemed to come from a little-known sect, but he was thrown to the front by a stick.

  ah~

   I haven't waited for anyone to understand what's going on.

  The screams have been heard one after another.

  Seven or eight figures were thrown in the field, grinning in pain.

   Immediately overwhelmed the noise just now.

   However, three people came out in formation.

  One knife, one stick, one whip.

  It is precisely taking refuge in the Triple Gem Array.

  The long whip swept across, and the sticks were drawn out, and they hit seven or eight monks fiercely, their skins were torn apart, and blood was flying everywhere.

   All of a sudden, there were only seven or eight people screaming in the martial arts arena.

   Smile secretly in parting heart, very satisfied with the current effect.

  The disciples of the small sect do not have the support of big forces behind them.

   Beat up for nothing.

  It can also play a very good role in killing chickens and monkeys.

   "Amitabha, sin is sin."

   "These benefactors uttered obscene words, which really insulted the quiet place of my Buddhism."

   "Punishment is small, I hope all benefactors understand."

   As he said this, he still had that look of compassion on his face.

  However, the whip of Shasheng Temple was heavy, and each whip could scrape away a piece of flesh and blood from the body.

   Immediately, three people passed out, but the whips still didn't stop.

  The seven people were beaten until their bodies were **** and blood flowed all over the ground, like dead bodies, before the whip stopped.

  It makes people gasp in cold air, and the scalp is numb.

   Sure enough, seeing this tragic situation, many people shut up one after another.

   There was already a bit of timidity in his eyes.

  I heard that Shasheng Temple used to be a giant of magic.

   Notoriously cruel.

  How can you be so angry after retreating for more than two hundred years?

   "Amitabha."

"Next?"

  Everyone was taken aback.

   Parting scratched his scalp and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, benefactors, don't misunderstand."

   "The little monk means, who else?"

  Black Wind Castle, Lieguang Pavilion, Duanmai Mountain, those very enthusiastic disciples just now secretly glanced at the Ghost Cult.

   Venerable Green Nightmare secretly said: This is not the time to tear your face apart.

  So I kept my eyes fixed, as if everything had nothing to do with me.

   On the contrary, it was the monks around, each holding a stick and gearing up.

   All the monks wanted to cry but had no tears in their hearts: MD, it's too cruel, what kind of fairy temple is this.

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  (end of this chapter)