Chapter 656 Bad news, Qinglong Temple crisis

Author: Pipe Smoker

Chapter 656 Bad news, Qinglong Temple crisis

County magistrate's office

"Is there any news coming from Huijue?"

Lord Tianding has been waiting for news about [Shanhemen].

The old black-haired man in front of him said with a serious expression: "Huijue failed. As for whom he died, it is impossible to know, but a shocking sword intent appeared in [Shanhemen]."

"It should be that there is a swordsman in the [Qinglong Club] in [Shanhemen]. From the perspective of strength, he is a powerful person who concentrates his mind in the sea."

"However, many disciples of [Shanhemen] died tragically, and their overall strength is very poor."

Hearing the old black-haired man's words, Mr. Tian Ding frowned slightly.

"This time the plan for [Shanhemen] seems to have been completely failed."

"【Architecture】The power here is very strong."

When Mr. Tian Ding slowly stood up from the seat, walked to the entrance of the hall, and looked at the night outside with his hands behind his back.

"After we finish this wave, the [Qinglong Club] will move next."

"Have you found the whereabouts of the three dragon head Li Chenzhou?"

"The key point is not the other person now. As long as we find this Li Chenzhou and kill him, our purpose this time will be achieved!"

Tianding said openly.

"The approximate scope is determined, and give your subordinates another day, so you must find out where Li Chenzhou is."

The old black-haired man said with certainty.

"The twenty-four musketeers arrived. When they found Li Chenzhou, they notified me to take action and waste their time with them. It would be detrimental to us."

Mr. Tianding said in a deep voice.

This is the territory of [Qinglong Club], and it is extremely unfavorable to collide with the other party here.

If you want to kill, you will kill the dragon's head.

After saying that, he stepped out of the hall.

The next day.

[Qinglong Temple] sounded bells sounded in it.

Back mountain Tallinn.

Early in the morning, the disciples who cleaned Tallin discovered Abbot Fu De's body, and roared in horror. After a brief investigation, some monks quickly took the body back to the main hall.

And quickly informed the three hosts of [Qinglong Temple].

A monk wearing a golden cassock appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

"I have met the Dharma King Zhiyuan."

The monks in the hall bowed one after another when they saw the visitor.

This person is the third host Wuhua didn't kill, Zhiyuan Dharma King with the strength of Dantian Transformation Sea.

"The other two hosts have not arrived yet!"

The Dharma King Zhiyuan spoke.

"It's not here yet!"

The middle-aged monk in front of him replied.

"How is the situation checking the back mountain?"

"There are few traces of the fight. Only the abbot's move was found. There was no other sign. After one move, the abbot had no chance to take action, but we did not find any wounds on the abbot's body, and the expression on the abbot's face was very strange."

The middle-aged monk informed him of the investigation.

After hearing this, the Dharma King Zhiyuan came to Abbot Fu De. After investigation, he looked solemn.

"It's somewhat unlikely to die when my mind collapses."

"Although the abbot's strength is not in the Dantian Transformation Sea, he practices the Tripitaka of Life and Death. His mind is not weaker than that of ordinary Dantian Transformation Sea. How could his mind collapse and die suddenly?"

There was a hint of doubt in the voice of Dharma King Zhiyuan.

"Not good!"

At this time, a little monk rushed into the hall.

Face is pale,

"What happened?" Seeing this, the middle-aged monk in the hall said sternly.

"The Dharma King Tianyuan was killed!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the monks in the hall changed.

I just wanted to say something.

Another monk also ran in and said with a pale face, "The Dharma King Baozhi has passed away!"

"What!"

When everyone heard this news, they looked shocked.

They thought it was just an abbot's accident, but they didn't expect that even the two hosts had an accident.

"Let's go!" The head monk Zhiyuan spoke.

The group first came to the Zen room of Baozhi Dharma King.

Outside the Zen room, several young monks looked sad.

"We entered the Zen room, and the Dharma King was sitting cross-legged. We didn't dare to disturb us, but after waiting for a while, we found that the Dharma King had no breath!"

When he saw King Zhiyuan, a young monk in front of the Zen room spoke.

Dharma King Zhiyuan took people into the meditation room.

When he came to the treasure-Zhidharma King, he looked stunned, and carefully examined it, and said with a serious expression: "I was urged by someone to penetrate the acupoints, and finally the energy pierced into the brain marrow and died, and his finger strength was strong."

"Take the body of the treasure to the Dharma King to the main hall, and let's go to the Tianyuan Dharma King!"

After saying that, he quickly took people to the Zen room of the Dharma King Tianyuan.

Someone has investigated here.

"The Dharma King Tianyuan died by using his finger force to penetrate the heart vein. His finger force is strong, somewhat similar to the Vajra Heavenly Zen Finger of [Dashan Temple]."

A monk saw Queen Zhiyuan Dharma and stepped forward.

"The Dharma King Baozhi also died under the strong finger force. First move the body of the Dharma King Tianyuan into the main hall!"

The Dharma King Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.

A group of people returned to the main hall with their bodies.

Three corpses are placed in the center of the hall.

"Do you know why the abbot went to Tallinn, Houshan?"

Dharma King Zhiyuan asked the monk who served beside the abbot.

"Last night, the abbot received a letter, so he went out. As for the content of the letter, the little monk didn't know!"

The monk replied.

"letter!"

Upon hearing this, Dharma King Zhiyuan came to Abbot Fude's body and checked it, but found no letters.

His brows frowned slightly.

"The Dharma King, if you can send a letter to the abbot, you should be someone familiar with the abbot."

A monk spoke.

"This matter is not simple. Maybe it's my [Qinglong Temple] catastrophe. I went to the back mountain and saw my ancestors and the others, so I asked my ancestors to come out of the mountain and stay in the [Qinglong Temple]."

The Dharma King Zhiyuan spoke.

As his words fell.

A figure quickly walked in from outside the hall.

"Senior Brother Zhiyuan, what's going on?"

The person who came was a thin monk wearing plain clothes. When he saw three corpses on the ground, his face changed drastically.

"The abbot and the other two hosts were killed last night!"

"What have you investigated outside?"
To be continued...