The whole sect is reborn

As far as Lao Sheng knows, in the entire Endless Zen Garden, this uncle is the only one who has cultivated the 'Jingxu Rakshasa' to the point where he can do whatever he wants. However, once this uncle takes action, whose face will it be?

If you don't give it, the beating will be a pain. Even if you are alive, you are actually a little afraid of this uncle.

Just like now, in fact, the head of the Punishment Hall has already decided to hold back, probably because there are other people here. Even so, Liao Sheng felt that his ears were buzzing at the moment.

Not only Luo Sheng thought so, but Zhu Fu and others also thought so. However, she took a look at the tall and fat Buddhist cultivator and instinctively felt that this was someone who could not be offended, so Zhu Fu huddled in the crowd obediently.

Later, she wasn't sure whether the torture hall master would notice the difference in her bloodline.

However, this master is really powerful. After he appears, it really only takes one move to defeat the enemy. In the face of absolute strength, the enemy is really vulnerable.

At this time, the Master of the Punishment Hall took a look at the monks who did not belong to Wuwu Chanyuan. His eyes glanced at Ling Junqian and others. He didn't see anything else. He just felt that the strength of these young monks was really good. If he could recruit them,

It would be fine if he came to his own sect. However, considering that other people's techniques are more or less from the same source, the Master of the Punishment Hall would be fine.

Geniuses in this world do not necessarily have to be in the Endless Zen Temple. Everyone has their own destiny and cannot be forced to do so.

At this time, the leader of the Xingtang Hall was more like a magnanimous Buddhist cultivator. He put away his Zen staff and looked at Sheng and others with a smile.

"Didn't you say don't move? Why are you disobedient?"

A reluctant explanation.

"I didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, it was these people who came to cause trouble for me. Uncle, you can ask your junior brothers, they all witnessed it with their own eyes."

"Do you think I don't know that they are afraid of you beating me?"

The Master of the Punishment Hall looked around with a smile at the disciples who were as silent as chickens, and then focused on Ling Junqian and the others.

"Young benefactors, my incompetent disciples haven't caused any trouble to you, have they?"

Ling Junqian took a look at Zhu Sheng, who looked nothing out of the ordinary, and then looked at the smiling Hall Master of the Punishment Hall, who seemed to pose no threat, and showed a gentle expression. Although he could see good intentions, everyone could tell that Ling Junqian

The smile is fake.

Liao Sheng glanced at Ling Junqian, and he didn't seem to care. Ling Junqian didn't say anything bad. Instead, he spoke directly and gave strong praise.

"Returning to Senior, Master Liao Sheng is very lenient. Most of these innocent city residents in Lingwuzhou were rescued by Master Liao Sheng. And a few of us were able to escape smoothly thanks to fellow Taoist monks from Wuwu Chanyuan.

Ling Wuzhou. The Qitian Sanren who captured boys and girls was also caught and killed by all the masters. I don’t know how many innocent children were saved by this move. I had only heard about the fame of Wuwu Zen Temple before, but I had never seen it with my own eyes.

I’ve seen it before, and it certainly deserves its reputation.”

Ling Junqian's words came completely from the heart, and he was naturally sincere. Even the Master of the Punishment Hall's eyes became softer after hearing this.

At this time, Liao Sheng's expression changed slightly, and then he released Zhu Ying and his mother. It could be seen that Mrs. Zhu was not in good condition. She was probably hung on the city wall for too long, so her face was a little pale.

However, Zhu Ying must have given her medicine, so she seemed much better now, but their focus was not on themselves. The mother and son stared at Ling Junqian, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

Everyone around them noticed something was wrong and looked at the slightly stiff Ling Junqian and the mother and son in confusion. What was going on?

At this time, the Master of the Punishment Hall was very considerate and took Sheng and others away. After all, although the monks who wanted to kill Wuwu Chanyuan were dead, there must still be accomplices hidden in Lingwuzhou. The senior brother of the Master sent him here

You have to deal with this matter, right? Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a sign of respect for the non-resident senior brother?

After the people from the Wuji Temple left, only the Wuji Sect members, Xue Qi, and Zhu Ying's mother and son were left on the scene. Lin Huiru looked at the three people with complicated eyes, and then left with the crowd.

The old lady's wrinkled face seemed to contain a lot of pain. She glanced at Zhong Kelian tremblingly and shouted uncertainly.

"Lian Lian?"

"!"

Zhu Fu immediately lowered his head and pinched the shocked Sixth Senior Sister, fearing that she couldn't help but laugh. The Senior Brother would definitely beat the Sixth Senior Sister!

Zhong Kelian glanced at the mother and son opposite him at this time, his expression was a little helpless, mixed with several times excitement, joy and disbelief.

"Grandma, why are you still calling me by my nickname? I have grown up..."

Mrs. Zhu's eyes suddenly filled with tears! She didn't even care about her trembling body. At this time, she staggered over and hugged Zhong Kelian. How could Zhong Kelian watch his grandmother be so sad?

?He took a few steps and gently hugged the old ladies into his arms.

"My grandson! My grandson..."

This sad cry seems to have been suppressed for more than ten years, and it is only now that I have the opportunity to express it. It is full of worry, surprise and relief, which makes people cry.

This cry seemed to express some of the pain that the old lady had suffered for half her life, and the aftermath of her voice was stained with blood.

Seeing her grandmother like this, Zhong Kelian finally couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes.

"Grandma, my grandson is unfilial and he just came back now. My grandson is unfilial..."

The two hugged each other and cried.

Seeing her senior brother's face bursting with tears, Zhu Fu felt warm in her heart. She was also happy for her senior brother. The feeling of not having the support and love of her family may be unspeakable pain for ordinary people.

Senior brother now has relatives, I am really happy for him.

"My child, it's great that you're not dead. In the past ten years, there's not a day that goes by that I don't think about you. There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about our family reunion."

Zhu Ying's eyes were red and moist at this time, and he hugged his son and mother heavily. After so many years, his son was indeed not dead. His waiting for so many years was useful. Ah Mei, if you can see

How good should this scene be?

Feeling Zhu Ying hold his hand, Zhong Kelian raised his head and looked at his father for a while, then smiled.

"I'm back, father."

The family reunited after a long absence. At this moment, they only had each other in their hearts. Zhu Fu and others came to the city with Zhong Kelian and the others and found an inn to stay.

Listening to the noise coming from time to time in his ears and the soothing sounds of the disciples of the Endless Zen Academy, Zhu Fu lay alone on the bed in his room, looked at the bright sunlight outside, and sighed softly.