The inauguration ceremony of the abbot of Shaolin Temple is a first-class grand event in the martial arts world. Although it is still nearly half a month away from the inauguration ceremony, all parties are already turbulent. Countless powerful city lords, sect leaders and elders are moving towards Wuliang from all directions.

The people gathered together and rushed to Shaolin Temple in advance.

Ye Xing gently tapped the little purple eagle's feather back with his feet, and with his green robe flying, he landed from mid-air and entered a dense forest.

The branches and leaves in the forest are dense and clustered like a canopy, and the emerald green leaves are glowing with light golden light. The sun shines in through the gaps between the trees and scatters on the ground. The breeze blows, the branches and leaves rustle, and the light and shadow in the forest are mottled.

Swaying back and forth.

After using the "Thousand Faces of Disguise", Ye Xing's facial muscles squirmed, and his appearance began to change, gradually turning into the appearance of Monk Huiming who was still staying in Baiyun City at this moment. Not only his appearance, but also his breath also revealed a trace of

Buddhism has a peaceful aura. At first glance, people will definitely think that this person has lived in Buddhism for a long time and is a real bald donkey without any suspicion.

The reason why "Thousand Faces of Disguise" is the best among many disguise techniques is that it can not only change the superficial appearance, but also disguise the aura deep in the soul, making it difficult for even the closest people to distinguish the true appearance.

Fake.

After finishing his disguise, Ye Xing wore a monk's robe and immediately headed towards Wuliang Mountain.

The identity of the Lord of Baiyun City is very sensitive. If he appears in the Shaolin Temple, he will definitely become the target of all parties. He will be stared at by countless pairs of eyes and it will be difficult to do anything. Therefore, Ye Xing has to disguise himself as a monk Huiming and come to the Shaolin Temple. He can use this identity very well.

to hide themselves, after all who would

Bored enough to pay attention to a young monk from Shaolin Temple. Even if Monk Huiming is a disciple of Master Fanyin, Master Fanyin has many disciples. Monk Huiming’s qualifications are not outstanding among the many disciples, and basically no one will deliberately

Pay attention to him, a young disciple-level monk who is the third generation of grandchildren.

As for the real monk Huiming, he was in Baiyun City. Although his freedom was restricted, Ye Xing did not treat him badly. He had good wine and meat every day in Baiyun City... bah... good food and wine... uh... good food and tea.

He will be waiting for him for at least half a month. Once the inauguration ceremony of Shaolin Temple is over, he will naturally be allowed to leave Baiyun City when the time comes.

All the way up the stairs, you can hear many fellow warriors from all over the Central Plains whispering to each other, walking in twos and threes while chatting about important events in the martial arts world.

"Hey, have you heard that the Lord of Baiyun City has returned!"

"Bah, why didn't this traitor and despicable person die in the Valley of Samsara? It's really disgusting that the person who deserves to die didn't die!"

"Indeed, all those who are treacherous should die. By the way, didn't Master Rising Sun say that the traitor Lord Baiyun was already killed by them in the Valley of Samsara?"

"It's not that easy. The Lord of Baiyun City is not low in strength. Maybe he was just seriously injured. Moreover, Samsara Valley is the home of the Moon Worshiping Cult, and the Moon Worshiping Cult leader will also take action to save him!"

"This damn Lord of Baiyun City actually colluded with the Moon Worshiping Sect, causing the entire martial arts alliance to be annihilated. After Master Fanyin takes office this time, we must regroup and let Master Fanyin lead his fellow martial artists to destroy Baiyun City."

"Huh, that's right, there's nothing we can do in Samsara Valley. Even a small Baiyun City can't destroy him!"

"Um...Brother Lin, and everyone, I always feel that it is a bit premature for us to conclude that the Lord of Baiyun City is a traitor. After all, it is empty talk. If we are wronged-"

"Can the words of Taoist Priest Qingyang and others be true? Taoist Priest Qingyang is the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect. He is a highly respected man. Is it possible that he would lie? Moreover, the leader of the Holy Fire Cult is rising in the east, and the Emperor of the Western Zhou Dynasty is Huangfu Xiong.

Tu, Nanming Emperor Nangong Wudi and other supreme beings all came out to confirm that the Lord of Baiyun City is a traitor. Although there is no physical evidence, there are witnesses, so this matter is almost certain!"

"That's right, the Lord of Baiyun City must be a traitor. Without a traitor plotting a sneak attack, how could such a powerful Abbot Kongyun die? The strength of the Wulin Alliance is several times that of the Moon Worshiping Cult. Even if they can't destroy the Samsara Valley, they can't.

The whole army might be wiped out."

The crowds on the mountain road were talking a lot. These warriors came from hundreds of frontier countries, as well as from various sects and city forces in the Central Plains. They all came to participate in the inauguration ceremony of the Shaolin Temple Master Sanskrit as abbot.

The scenery of Wuliang Mountain is pleasant, ethereal and quiet. Climbing up the stairs, everyone soon arrived at the Buddhist powerhouse halfway up the mountain.

As far as the eye can see, temples and palaces are filled with Buddhist fragrance and tranquility.

The three gilded characters "Shaolin Temple" on the plaque at the door are vigorous and majestic, like mountains, exuding a majestic and steady atmosphere. On both sides of the stone steps at the door, fallen leaves are fluttering, spinning in the wind, and several bald monks are holding

Sweeping the withered yellow leaves on the ground with a broom.

"Hey, it's Junior Brother Huiming who is back. Huiling, go and inform Master Fanyin!" There was a sound of surprise from the front, and a young monk ran towards the temple inside the door.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps in front, and a group of eminent monks and masters wearing cassocks rushed out quickly. There were more than ten people. The leader was the Sanskrit Master of Shaolin Temple.

Ye Xing had met Master Fanyin before, so he naturally recognized him, and the two parties had even talked about it. After all, Abbot Kongyun sent his disciple Master Fanyin to Baiyun City to hand out hero cards for the siege of Samsara Valley.

"Huiming, you are finally back. How is the situation with Baiyun City and the others?" Master Fanyin had a hint of urgency in his eyes and asked quickly: "Has the Lord of Baiyun City told you about the situation in Samsara Valley? How did my master, Abbot Kongyun, die?"

"Master Qi, our master, Abbot Kongyun, was killed by the leader of the Worshiping Moon Sect!" Ye Xing's eyes flashed, and he immediately replied.

"Master of the Moon Worshiping Cult?" Master Fanyin frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Based on Master's strength, the Master of the Moon Worshiping Cult is at most as strong as him. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to kill the Master. Huiming, can Lord Baiyun return the favor?

Did you tell me anything else?"

"No more!" Ye Xing shook his head and said, "He seems to be unwilling to say more about other things! I asked, but he avoided me!"

"Yes, that's right. You are a young novice monk, so the Lord of Baiyun City probably doesn't want to talk to you anymore. It's just that I have too many things to do during my time as a master, and I can't handle it. When the ceremony is over, it seems that I have to go to Baiyun City in person.

City, ask for the reason." Master Fanyin said solemnly: "By the way, the Lord of Baiyun City didn't come with you, isn't he going to participate in this ceremony?"

"Well, I won't participate!" Ye Xing nodded and said: "After the Lord Baiyun entertained me, he went to retreat to practice!"

"Hey, it's okay if you don't come. Otherwise, before the truth comes out, if Master Xuri, Taoist Priest Qingyang and others suddenly attack and denounce him, I won't be able to be a peacemaker!" Master Fanyin said with a bitter smile:

"After all, my influence is not as good as my master, Abbot Kongyun. If the situation cannot be controlled, it will put him at a disadvantage!"

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