In this way, the two of them chased and escaped, which lasted for nearly two days. After these two days of long-distance running, no matter how high the level of Jingwu was, he was still exhausted and panting. At this time, he finally
He stopped and slowly landed on a small hill. Leng Xuan, who was chasing behind him, also landed on the opposite side of him. Jingwu took a few breaths, then turned around, and saw that there was no trace of fatigue on Leng Xuan's face.
, the red color in his eyes was still strong. Jingwu shook his head helplessly. In the past two days, he had already understood Leng Xuan's current state. Seeing Leng Xuan sacrifice the Xuanyang Sword, Jingwu immediately urged it.
The figure continued to gallop forward. However, as soon as he started, he heard bursts of sound breaking through the air. He turned his eyes and saw two old men in white robes galloping towards them.
They fell in front of and behind Leng Xuan, blocking him. Seeing this, Jingwu immediately turned back, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, are the two donors from Lingyun Palace?" One of the old men responded: "
Exactly." After a pause, he changed his mouth and said: "Master, listen to my disciple's report, are you a disciple of Dajue Temple?" Jingwu nodded and said: "Yes, poor monk Jingwu." The old man replied:
"I am Xingtian." After saying this, he turned to another old man and introduced: "His name is Shi Jun. Master, we are here this time to take Leng Xuan back at the order of the master of Lingyun Palace." Jingwu asked: "
Then I’ll say one more thing, I wonder why you brought Leng Donor back?”
Xing Tian snorted softly and said with a gloomy face: "Leng Xuan has committed an unforgivable crime by killing my Lingyun Palace disciple. Taking him back will naturally lead to punishment." Jingwu proclaimed the Buddha's name and said with a compassionate look on his face.
"Two donors, based on my observations in the past two days, I found that Leng Donor has completely lost consciousness and has no idea what he will do. It would be a bit hasty to convict him like this." Xing Tian raised his brows slightly when he heard this.
, said in a tough tone: "Whether he is conscious or unconscious, in short, you have to pay a price for killing my Lingyun Palace disciples. Otherwise, where will my Lingyun Palace's face be?"
Jingwu recited the name of the Buddha and said: "I don't agree with this approach. Two donors, I am going to take donor Leng back to Dajue Temple. After his consciousness recovers, we will discuss whether he is guilty or not." After hearing this, there was no response.
Shi Jun spoke in a deep voice: "Master, I don't think it is necessary to trouble Dajue Temple to come forward for such a trivial matter." Jingwu said firmly: "I'm sorry, I have made up my mind. If the master of Lingyun Palace blames the two donors,
Just tell him what I said." After hearing this, Xing Tian and Shi Jun looked at each other, then nodded and said: "Okay, since the master said so, we won't force it." After a pause,
He changed his mouth and said: "When the palace master ordered us to come, he knew that the master was there, so he gave us something and asked the master to hand it over to Abbot Huijue." Jingwu asked: "What is it?" Xingtian shook his head and said: "
I don't know about that." As he said that, he walked slowly to Jingwu and reached into his arms.
However, the moment he took out his hand, a dazzling purple light suddenly flashed out and struck Jingwu's chest like lightning. Suddenly, there was only a loud bang, and Jingwu's body was directly hit.
He flew away and landed on the ground more than ten meters away. He opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and said with a pale face: "You..."