Chapter 261: Everything has a cause and an effect, and your retribution is mine
On a cliff deep in the Zhongnan Mountains, old monk Zhixi, who had escaped from the clutches of Qingxiazi, was standing on the top of the cliff, speaking respectfully to a paper bird in his hand.
"Sect Master, Fu Yi has a deep hatred for our Buddhist sect. If we don't get rid of this person, our Buddhist sect will be in disaster. This old monk's arrangements and plans were destroyed by this person, which led to the loss of the foundation of our Fahua Sect in Chang'an."
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And Li Yuan is such a fool. He has completely ignored the relationship between his Tuoba family and my Buddhist sect. He only wants to recognize Laojun as his ancestor and has forgotten his sect. From the perspective of the old monk, he has eliminated my Fahua sect.
After that, the next step should be to attack other Buddhist sects. The north cannot do anything for the time being, and the spread of Buddhism to the south is a top priority..."
He stopped and took a deep breath.
"The old monk heard that the Zen Buddhist monk Daoxin has established a foundation in the south. If our Lotus Sect wants to go south, we might as well discuss it with him...
In addition, the magical instruments maintained in the temples in Chang'an this time are the best quality ones of our Fahua Sect in the past decades. Therefore, although Fu Yi invited Qingxiazi to interfere with it, the old monk must also find a way
Take them back.
Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
After finishing speaking, the old monk Zhixi closed his eyes, muttered something in his mouth, and threw the paper bird into the air.
The next moment, the paper bird flashed with golden light and came to life. It flapped its wings and circled in the air, as if saying hello to Monk Zhixi.
"Go quickly, Molizhitian!"
Monk Zhixi waved his hand and said in an eager tone.
"Go back to the rooftop and tell the sect master what the old monk said to initiate Master Zhang An!"
After hearing what Monk Zhixi said, the paper bird seemed to understand, nodded towards Monk Zhixi, and then flew down in the direction of Tiantai Mountain.
Seeing the back of the paper bird flying away, Monk Zhixi clasped his hands together and bowed devoutly.
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Kick! Kick! Kick!
Accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps, a monk carrying a bundle rushed forward in the woods. He looked panicked, as if there was an evil ghost chasing him behind him.
"Little master..."
A voice like ecstasy gnawing at the bones came from the monk's ears.
"Do you think the slave family is beautiful?"
After hearing this gentle voice, the monk involuntarily turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. Then he saw an extremely beautiful creature, like a bewitching beauty, waving towards him slightly.
A smile.
Her eyes flickered and she blinked at the monk.
Instantly, the monk felt shortness of breath, and then...
Boom!
He bumped into a big tree as thick as an arm's length, his eyes turned white, and his body fell to the ground.
"Hahaha……"
After seeing the monk bumping into a big tree under her own charm and knocking herself unconscious, the alluring beauty immediately turned her head and spoke arrogantly to the several ordinary-looking women around her.
"So, who of you still thinks my charm technique is bad?"
"hehe……"
Several of the women had wandering eyes and whispered.
"Can this be called charm? It's obvious that this bald donkey was so frightened by you that he couldn't choose his way out."
"That's right, that's right..."
There were others nearby who echoed.
"If instead of hitting a tree, he ran over and bumped into you, twenty-niang, then that would mean that the charm was working."
"..."
A cross appeared on Twenty Niang's forehead, her phoenix eyes widened, she glared angrily at the women present, trying to warn them with her eyes, but she was even more angry when she found that these guys were looking around, not looking at her at all, and some others
He was actually whistling quietly.
"snort!"
Looking at her group of sisters who were becoming less and less fuel-efficient, Twenty Niang felt tired, snorted coldly, and pointed at the monk on the ground.
"Why don't you guys quickly arrest the last monk and wait for me to do it?"
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Monk Zhixi stood in a forest not far from Qingxiazi, looking down at the traces on the ground.
"One of the disciples must have run here..."
The old monk looked down at the messy footprints on the ground and calculated in his mind what happened at the scene.
"He was attacked here and then dragged away. The other party should have been hiding in this tree at that time..."
As he spoke, old monk Zhixi tried to stand up, but as soon as he exerted force, his face turned pale. He covered his chest with his hand, coughed twice, and then he jumped up and landed on the ground.
On the branch of a tree, I looked down.
"Hey! There are no human footprints. These seem to be the scratches of some kind of animal..."
Monk Zhixi looked down at the few tiny marks left on the branches of the tree and murmured.
"Could it be that this disciple of the old monk was kidnapped by some monster in Zhongnan Mountain?"
As he spoke, he jumped down from the tree branch again and followed the traces of his disciple being dragged away.
Around the woods and across the creek, this trail led Monk Zhixi to the front of a certain cave in the mountains.
Monk Zhixi looked carefully on the ground and found that in addition to the trace he had traced, there were four or five drag traces extending from other places, and finally they were gathered together and entered the cave.
He twitched his nose slightly, then a puzzled look appeared on his face, and he twitched his nose again.
"Strange! What kind of fragrance is this? It seems to be the fragrance of flowers, but it doesn't look like it. Could it be that the disciples of the old monk were captured by some flower demon?"
He looked down at the drag marks on the ground again and hesitated.
But in the end, he took a deep breath, stepped out, and disappeared.
This earth cave seems to have been dug by some kind of animal that is not very big. Monk Zhixi can even see the scratches left on the earth walls on both sides. Even though Monk Zhixi has a relatively thin body type,
I still feel a little narrow on both sides.
Just when he was about ten meters away from the cave, Monk Zhixi's spiritual sense suddenly moved, and he instantly felt a huge sense of crisis, as if it was a catastrophic disaster.
He immediately stepped down without hesitation and withdrew towards the back of the cave.
The next moment, a slight banging sound sounded in front of him, and then a bolt of lightning shot out from the inside of the cave, hitting his chest in a flash.
The next moment, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on Monk Zhixi's body, blocking the lightning from his body.
Snapped!
There was another soft sound, and Monk Zhixi felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been punched hard by someone, and his protective golden light was also shaken to the point of collapse by this lightning.
After the lightning subsided, Monk Zhixi saw clearly the true nature of the lightning. It turned out to be a projectile made of metal that looked like the tip of a brush.
Before Monk Zhixi could figure out the situation of the projectile, he heard another bang coming from the depths of the cave, and a bolt of electric light slid out from the inside of the cave. It came first and caught up with it.
As he retreated, he was hit in the chest again.
Click!
A slight crisp sound came from Monk Zhixi's body. His protective golden light was directly shattered by the second projectile. But at this moment, Monk Zhixi's eyes had already seen the opposite side.
The light of lightning lit up again.
Fortunately, Monk Zhixi was not far from the exit of the cave at this time. He gritted his teeth, put a little more force on his feet, and quickly shot backwards.
As long as I can get out of this cave that I can't avoid at all, then...
Just when Monk Zhixi's body was about to eject out of the cave, there was a bang and a frame made of an unknown material fell from the sky and got stuck at the exit of the cave.
This shelf is made like a nest of some kind of small animal. It is high and low, with steps, ropes, slides, and even a transparent, oblate box-like thing in the middle.
The next moment, Monk Zhixi, who could not escape, bumped directly into the shelf!
boom!
After a loud noise, Monk Zhixi's speed slowed down instantly, and in the blink of an eye, the electric light shot from the depths of the cave had caught up with his footsteps and hit him directly in the abdomen.
Boom!
The projectile came out of Monk Zhixi's body, opened a hole on both sides for ventilation, and hit the shelf.
What is surprising is that after hitting the shelf, the projectile, which was enough to penetrate the Arahant monk Zhixi, bounced off the shelf without leaving even the slightest mark on the shelf.
Monk Zhixi covered the wound on his abdomen with his hand, and his body suddenly moved towards the side of the cave.
A handsome man wearing red armor emerged silently from the sky, holding a long sword burning with flames in his hand. Two fat and white babies were flying on both sides of the long sword.
"cut!"
With a certain joyful emotion on his face, the handsome man faced Monk Zhixi and slashed with his sword.
A stern look appeared on Monk Zhixi's face, then he gritted his teeth, raised his right hand to face the flaming sword, twisted his body, and smashed his left elbow towards the handsome man in red.
puff!
The flaming sword fell, and Monk Zhixi's raised right hand was cut off at both ends, and a sizzling sound came from the wound.
boom!
Monk Zhixi's left elbow had already hit the body of the handsome man in red, directly smashing the opponent into a cloud of sparks, but it seemed to be of no avail, because after the sparks hovered in the air, they condensed into the figure of the handsome man in red again.
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"Fire Spirit..."
With a plop, Monk Zhixi's body fell to the side of the cave. He raised his head and looked at the handsome man in red in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Who are you, Song Wuji?"
The handsome man in red did not speak, but expressionlessly raised the flaming sword in his hand again.
Looking at the other party's expression, Monk Zhixi gritted his teeth. His remaining left hand glowed with golden light and he wiped it on his wound. Then he took a deep breath and his face suddenly turned pale.
"The attempt to expel Duke Changming back then had nothing to do with our Fahua Sect. You should know this well..."
With that said, Monk Zhixi straightened up, faced the handsome man in red, and spoke in a low voice.
"It's stupid for you to vent your anger on the old monk. You are bringing trouble to Changming Gong Song Wuji..."
puff!
Before he finished speaking, Monk Zhixi felt a sharp pain in his heart, and a sharp sword blade pierced through his chest, and then he heard a familiar voice.
"Oh, you are actually threatening others when you are about to die..."
Old monk Zhixi turned his head with a gloomy face, and happened to see a little Taoist priest in fluttering white clothes walking out from under the tree next to him, bowing to him and saying seriously.
"But if you invite trouble, you will bring trouble. Do you think Changming Gong Song Wuji will be afraid of you?"
"It's you, little Taoist priest..."
When he saw this little Taoist priest in white appear, an idea flashed in Monk Zhixi's mind.
"I see, Qingxiazi deliberately didn't stop the old monk from leaving, just to let you kill the old monk, right?"
"of course not!"
The little Taoist priest in white raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile.
"How could Master Qingxia be so noble and upright? How could he do such a thing? He is completely different from you, the 'merciful' monk who used incense to refine magic weapons in order to win over his faith, so that he could support Meng Rang's rebellion and cause trouble in Shandong."
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Just as Kong Qing was talking, Monk Zhixi saw a man who looked exactly like the little Taoist priest in white walking out of the cave. In his hand was a round hand with lightning wrapped around it.
of magic weapon.
Snapped!
The little Taoist priest in white stretched out his hand, took the magic weapon from the hand of another little Taoist priest who was exactly the same, and then raised it and pointed it at himself.
"Master Zhixi, your support of Meng Rang back then was the cause of the disaster in Shandong, and your passing away today is the result! As the saying goes, everything has a cause and a result, and your retribution will be me!"