"Have you heard of it?"

"What did you hear?"

"Puzhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, came to our Qingyunmen to worship the mountain."

...

Just as he was about to continue his chance to break through the fourth level of Taishang Xuanqing Dao Yuqing, Xie Feihong, who went down the mountain to do some things, suddenly heard two disciples from Longshou Peak chatting.

Xie Feihong himself was not interested in these gossip and essays, but when he heard Puzhi's name, it was very different, because the other party's arrival marked the huge wheel of fate in the Zhuxian world finally began to rotate, and the fate of the ordinary boy in Caomiao Village would undergo a huge change.

To be honest, I have a very bad impression of Xie Feihong, a man from Puzhi, and even dislike Tianyin Temple, one of the so-called three major sects of the righteous path.

Let’s talk about how stupid Puzhi is to want to go to the competitor to find the fundamental way to gain a foothold! Fortunately, Daoxuan, the head of Qingyun Sect, has a good temper, and it is normal to beat him out if he changes his temper.

Then after what he wanted was not successful, he placed his hope on a young man, and even slaughtered a village for this! It is undeniable that there is indeed the reason why the Bloodthirsty Bead is a magic treasure, but isn't it called killing someone if a drinker hits someone?

After that, the behavior of Tianyin Temple, the so-called three righteous sects in the world, was even more unauthorized. After all, Puzhi had already explained the matter clearly when he returned to Tianyin Temple before the oil was exhausted. As a result, they not only pretended to be deaf and dumb after Zhang Xiaofan showed the skills of Tianyin Temple, but also after that, the thief called to catch the thief and showed his ugly face.

The reason why Qingyun Sect and Zhang Xiaofan fell into the original plot is that Puzhi and Tianyin Temple account for a large part.

Sometimes Xie Feihong even wondered if all this was done by Tianyin Temple, just to slap the faces of the three righteous sects, Qingyun Sect, holding hands!

Of course, if the matter is not yours, as long as Puzhi and Tianyin Temple do not come to provoke Xie Feihong, although Xie Feihong is not happy with them, he ignores them.

But now that Xie Feihong has already been to the Qingyun Sect, it is different.

Therefore, when Xie Feihong heard from other disciples of the Longshou Peak lineage that after this so-called monk came to worship the mountain, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

This also made the disciples of Longshou Peak who were chatting with Xie Feihong for some reason, suddenly felt a chill on their bodies. After looking at each other missed each other, they couldn't understand why they were like this, and they lost their hearts to chat and disperse one after another, leaving only Xie Feihong alone to stop in a cold face.

Caomiao Village is located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, about 40 or 50 miles away from Heyang City where Xie Feihong is located. It is a small village with forty or fifty families. Due to its remoteness, few people come to this small village. Except for the occasional disciples of Qingyun Sect passing by and exchanged some firewood with silver, most villagers have never seen any outsiders.

However, today an outsider appeared in the village. This man was Puzhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. After being rejected by Daoxuan, the head of Qingyun Sect, he went down the mountain sadly, stopped in this small village, and rested in a dilapidated temple at the east end of Caomiao Village.

Not long after he settled down, another person appeared in the village. This person was wearing a Taoist robe of a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, but behind him was not the fairy sword used by the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but a knife!

After asking the people left behind in the village, the visitor followed the direction the other party pointed toward the grass temple at the east end of the village. Puzhi in the temple noticed someone coming when the other party approached the grass temple, so he opened his eyes and looked at the direction of the visitor through the dilapidated temple gate.

"Is Puzhi?" After entering the temple gate, the visitor looked up and down, sitting on the ground, fiddling with Buddhist beads, and spoke expressionlessly.

Puzhi also looked up and down, then recited the Buddha's name and replied: "I am Puzhi, what is the donor?"

"Why don't you leave?" The visitor did not answer the simple question, but continued to ask.

"Let's go?" Pu Zhi was slightly stunned and said inexplicably: "Where are you going?"

"From wherever you come, go wherever you go!" The visitor continued to say expressionlessly.

"The donor is good at Zen," Puzhi once again chanted the Buddha's name and said, "This is a deep sense of Buddha."

"Is that true?" The visitor said lightly: "Would you like to know what the monk Puzhi has realized?"

"I am ignorant," Puzhi's eyes flashed for a moment and continued, "I have not understood the donor's words yet, and I don't know if the donor can make it clear."

"Yes," the visitor said to the good side: "It means you can get out of here! Get out of this village! Get out of the range of Qingyun Gate! Now, right now!"

Faced with the malice in the words of the visitor, even Yi Puzhi's cunning aroused a little anger. Coupled with the unsatisfactory journey to Qingyun Mountain, and the influence of the bloodthirsty beads on his body, his anger suddenly amplified, and he also said coldly: "The donor has a little over this. Where is the monk going and when to leave? It is my monk's freedom! The donor seems to have no power to intervene."

When the visitor heard this, he would smile coldly, and then he said coldly: "If I want to intervene."

"If the donor insists on being aggressive," Puzhi stood up slowly and said, "Then I can only offend me. After all, the Buddha is also angry!"

"The monk means to do something," the visitor said with a narrow eyes.

Puzhi clasped his hands together, practiced the Buddha's name and continued: "If the donor wants to practice Zen and ask the Tao with me, I will welcome you."

"I pushed it all out. I was going to make peace," the visitor couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he heard this, then pressed his hand on the hilt of his knife and said coldly: "It seems that it's impossible not to see blood today!"

"Amitabha, then I will learn the donor's skills." Puzhi knew that everything else was redundant, so he chanted the Buddha's name very simply and prepared to welcome the sword of the visitor.

Seeing that Puzhi was ready, the person who came naturally would not be polite. The thumb of his left hand gently pushed the blade, letting the endless sharpness above the blade bloom in this small temple, Kai Yan said lightly: "A reminder, my knife is very fast! It is also very sharp! So... don't die!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I have a strong life, I should be able to live for a few more years!" Pu Zhi said in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Seeing this, the person came no longer talked nonsense. The blade suddenly unsheathed, and a cold moon directly bloomed in Puzhi's eyes!
Chapter completed!