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Chapter 335

Fakong looked at Jingfan, shook his head and said, "Jingfan, you really shouldn't take action. Leave it to the prince. It's a state-owned law. If he kills innocent people indiscriminately, he has his own court to punish him."

"If you kill so many people, you will definitely die." Chu Xiang said.

Jingfan, who was struggling, suddenly stopped and stared at the middle-aged man on the ground.

This middle-aged man looks similar to Jing Fan, and one can tell at a glance that they are related by blood. Even though he is middle-aged, he is still handsome. He must have been an extremely handsome man when he was young.

He glanced coldly at Jingfan, then looked at Chu Xiang and Fakong, and finally sneered, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Who are you?"

"Why did you kill my master?!" Jingfan gritted his teeth and said, "Why, why on earth?!"

"He robbed you and killed your mother." The middle-aged man said coldly: "If it hadn't been for him, your mother would not have died!"

Jingfan said: "Master has raised me since I was a child. Without Master, I would be dead!"

"Without him, our family of three would still be together happily, your mother would not have died of depression, and I wouldn't have to spend eighteen years searching for you!" The middle-aged man sneered: "You can't be a monk either!

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Jingfan took a deep breath: "Even if Master robbed me, what about the other people in Dayan Temple? They are innocent!"

"They are accomplices," the middle-aged man said coldly: "Since they are the disciples of that bald donkey, how can they be innocent?"

"Master, he..."

"Don't mention him to me!" the middle-aged man shouted: "A despicable and shameless villain deserves to die. God has no eyes to let him live until now. I let him die happily. It is already the highest mercy."

, he deserves to die!"

"You...you..." Jingfan was so angry that his temples jumped, and the veins in his temples swelled like earthworms trying to dig out of the ground.

"Alas!" Fakong shook his head and sighed.

It's just a confusing account.

From Zhi Ming’s memory, we know that this middle-aged man, Zhao Enming, is Jing Fan’s biological father and the love rival of Monk Zhi Ming.

Monk Zhi Ming and Zhao Enming were originally good friends and the closest brothers. They were both disciples of the Iron Sword Sect. Zhi Ming was the senior brother and Zhao Enming was the junior brother.

Zhi Ming and Jing Fan's mother knew each other and fell in love. Because Jing Fan's mother's identity was sensitive and she was a disciple of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, she kept it secret. Only her best friend Zhao Enming knew about it.

Zhi Ming once went out on a mission and was seriously injured and did not return. His life and death were unknown.

When Jingfan's mother fell into grief, Zhao Enming stayed with her, comforting her, caring for her and taking care of her.

Jingfan's mother unknowingly fell in love with Zhao Enming, and they got married, and then they had Jingfan.

Zhi Ming later returned from his injury and found that everything had changed.

The woman he liked the most married his closest junior brother, and the woman and his junior brother betrayed him at the same time, making him feel like a fool.

In anger, he robbed Jingfan, left Iron Sword Gate, came to Shenjing, became a monk, and became a disciple of an eminent monk in Dayan Temple.

Frustrated, Zhi Ming completely saw through the world of mortals, looked down upon life and death, and severed all ties with this world. As a result, Buddhism advanced by leaps and bounds. With his unique talent, he was far beyond his peers, and he deservedly became the abbot of Dayan Temple.

After Zhao Enming and his wife lost their child, they had been searching hard for it, but they never expected that Zhiming would come to Shenjing.

They searched for three years, and finally Jingfan's mother died of depression.

Zhao Enming had a deep love for his wife. If it weren't for his wife telling him to find the child, he would have gone with her long ago.

He has been searching hard for eighteen years and finally found Jingfan and Zhiming at the same time.

He first found Jingfan and explained his life experience.

But Jingfan didn't believe it at all, and he didn't want to recognize each other anymore, so just keep it like this without making it too clear.

He also advised him that all the things he had done in the past were gone, so he no longer had to be persistent and it was best to live well.

Zhao Enming's heart was as cold as ice and he was completely crazy.

He came to Dayan Temple and saw Monk Zhiming. His hatred for his wife's death in depression and his longing for his wife all turned into a monstrous murderous intention.

Kill Zhiming directly.

When the monks in Dayan Temple saw him, they knew how to kill him, and they killed him without thinking about their own lives. One after another, they died, but they still stepped forward to fight without hesitation.

Even the cats in the temple pounced on him to kill him.

Zhao Enming has gone crazy and regards them all as Zhi Ming's accomplices. He will not spare any of them and kill them all.

Then they were piled up into a mountain of corpses to comfort the spirit of his deceased wife in heaven.

"Amitabha!" Fakong shook his head: "Love is so deep that it doesn't last long. Everything is caused by the word love."

Xu Qingluo blinked her eyes, extremely curious.

She could tell that Fakong knew the inside story.

Chu Ling hurriedly asked: "What's the point of deep love and longevity? Why is love so deep? Monk, let me tell you."

Fakong shook his head and said nothing.

Chu Xiang's eyes glared over.

Chu Ling was puzzled.

Chu Xiang said: "Master, does that mean he has extenuating circumstances?"

"The circumstances are excusable, but human life is human life after all." Fakong said.

No matter how deep the love is, no matter what the reason is, killing so many people is still a fact.

He has deep feelings, he has difficulties, and he has reasons to kill, but others also have reasons to live, and they should not be killed by him like this.

No matter what reasons you have, you should kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Chu Xiang looked at Zhao Enming and said slowly: "Since he has extenuating circumstances, we just don't let him suffer before we go on the road."

Fakong nodded: "Master of the Guard, Your Majesty, we have something to do here. This poor monk takes his leave."

"I remember what happened this time." Feng Chaoling, who was pressing Jingfan firmly, said slowly: "There will be consequences."

Fakong smiled.

Chu Xiang said: "Master, be careful. There have been a lot of outsiders breaking into Shenjing in the past two days. They may have heard some rumors and came here."

Fakong nodded: "I'm afraid this person came to Shenjing and found Jingfan because of this."

"It's very possible." Chu Xiang said: "These people are not good people. They are good people who never come, and those who come are not good people."

"I will be careful." Fa Kong titheed, turned and left.

Xu Qingluo hurriedly followed.

Chu Ling wanted to follow, but was stopped by Chu Xiang: "Little sister."

Just as Chu Ling was about to stop, Xu Qingluo winked at her and told her to follow him quickly. She could only wave her hand to Chu Xiang: "Brother Ninth, I'm leaving first. If you have anything else, we'll talk to you tonight."

She said and followed Xu Qingluo.

Chu Xiang watched helplessly as her graceful figure disappeared from the gate.

Feng Chaoling watched them leave: "The relationship between His Highness the Fifteenth Prince and Master Fakong seems to be really good."

Chu Xiang glared over.

Feng Chaoling said: "Your Majesty, please don't get me wrong, this is not just what I am talking about."

"Old Feng, have you heard some gossip?" Chu Xiang snorted: "You still want to hide it from me?"

"It's not a nice thing to say anyway, so I won't offend the prince's ears."

"... Bored people always make trouble out of nothing."

"Anyway, let His Highness Fifteen pay more attention."

"You are lenient enough, Lao Feng!" Chu Xiang squinted at him.

Feng Chaoling was startled.

Chu Xiang snorted: "Just take care of yourself. Watch this little monk and don't cause any trouble!"

He bent down, picked up Zhao Enming and left.

Feng Chaoling opened his mouth, but shook his head helplessly. His good intentions were frustrated, and he turned to glare at Jingfan: "Did you hear that? Don't mess around!"

He knew what Chu Xiang meant and wanted to keep an eye on Jingfan and not let Jingfan mess around.

How could Jingfan mess up?

Is it possible to kill Zhao Enming? Or to save Zhao Enming? Or..., I can't think of it at the moment.

If Jingfan doesn't give in, I really don't know what he will do.

Fa Kong frowned and walked.

He was thinking about Iron Sword Sect and Tianhai Sword Sect.

Zhao Enming's swordsmanship is superb, he is the top master of Iron Sword Sect, and he is already one of the twelve elders.

He is also the youngest elder.

Because Zhao Enming has been distracted these years, he has been looking for his children and has been practicing martial arts.

He always has an obsession: the child is lost because of his own fault.

It is because my martial arts skills are not strong enough, my reputation is not famous enough, and I am not intimidating enough that others dare to steal my child.

If you are skilled in martial arts, strong enough, and a sufficient deterrent, who would dare to touch the tiger's butt?

So these years, he has been practicing hard. Whenever he is tired and wants to relax, when he thinks of his wife and children, his heart feels like a knife. Only practicing hard can relieve this pain.

Zhao Enming was already very talented, and after practicing so hard, his swordsmanship has reached the level of proficiency.

It's just because the knot in my heart is too deep and creates a mental barrier that I can't step into the Grand Master, but the power of my swordsmanship is no less than that of a Grand Master.

If such a character is harmed by Shenjing, Iron Sword Sect will probably not give up or turn a blind eye.

Maybe you have to find it in yourself.

The Iron Sword Sect is not that important, the key is the Tianhai Sword Sect.

"Master..." Xu Qingluo slowly moved behind him.

Fakong glanced at her: "You don't have nightmares, do you?"

"...No way?" Xu Qingluo said: "It's just dead people, but there are just more people."

Thinking of those corpses just now, her heart felt numb, she suddenly felt uncomfortable, and she felt like vomiting.

She thought she would have nightmares.

Chu Ling hurriedly said: "I will never have nightmares!"

Fakong looked at her: "Your Highness, you shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing."

"Why can't I get involved?" Chu Ling said, "I've learned a lot this time!"

"This knowledge is of little use to you."

"How could it be useless?" Chu Ling said unconvinced: "At least I know how terrible people are."

She had never thought that such a thing would happen, that one person could be so cruel as to kill so many people in one go.

I have always heard that people’s hearts are unpredictable and like a ghost land.

Only now do I realize it deeply.

This experience made her see the world more clearly, understand the world more deeply, and gain further wisdom.

Fakong shook his head.

She would rarely encounter such a field. She had guards around her and always stayed in Shenjing, on the sunny side.

Why do you have to touch the dark side of the world, which will affect your mood for nothing.

Xu Qingluo said: "Master, why on earth did that man want to kill all the Great Yan Temple? How can you say that love lasts forever?"

Fakong glanced at her.

Xu Qingluo hurriedly said: "Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have disobeyed orders."

"You..." Fakong shook his head: "What I see this time may affect your life."

It was the first time she saw such an exciting scene, and she would probably never forget it for the rest of her life, and it affected her state of mind.

The later she sees this scene, the better.

"Yes." Xu Qingluo nodded obediently.

Chu Ling said hurriedly: "I insisted on dragging Qingluo here. I don't blame Qingluo."

Fakong snorted and said, "Your Highness, do you think you can escape punishment?"

"Then how will I be punished?"

"I will not punish you, but the Queen will not spare you."

"Brother Ninth wants to sue me!" Chu Ling suddenly realized.


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