After they were gone, Leng Xuan, who was standing erect on the spot, spit out a mouthful of blood and then slowly collapsed to the ground.
I don’t know how long it took, but when Leng Xuan woke up again, he found that he was locked in a cage. The cage was not big, almost like a sedan, and was carried by two bald monks in gray robes in the air.
Galloping quickly. Leng Xuan looked around twice, then raised his hands, only to find that his hands and feet were all tied up with ropes. At this moment, the two monks responsible for carrying the cage shouted to the people in front: "Uncle Master,
He woke up." As their words fell, a middle-aged man immediately flew to the front of the cage. It was Jingwu. Jingwu looked at Leng Xuan carefully, and then waved to everyone. Soon, everyone
He lifted the cage and landed on the ground.
Looking at Leng Xuan in the cage, Jingwu clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said: "Donor Leng, I'm really sorry. Just in case, we have to take this method." Leng Xuan raised his bloody eyes with cold eyes.
He stared at Jingwu. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "Let me out." Jingwu shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, I can't do it. Master told me to bring you back to the university as soon as possible.
Juesi." Leng Xuan had no reaction to his words, and still said: "Let me out." Jingwu sighed softly, then turned to the crowd and said: "Let's continue on our way." However, right at that moment,
At this time, Leng Xuan in the cage suddenly went crazy, hitting the cage with his body from time to time, trying to break the shackles. Seeing this, Jingwu said helplessly: "Donor Leng, I advise you not to resist needlessly." But.
, Leng Xuan seemed to have ignored his advice. Seeing that Leng Xuan did not listen to the advice, Jing Wu reached into his arms, took out a small bottle, and then opened the bottle cap. Suddenly, a strange fragrance slowly came out from the bottle.
Covered by that strange fragrance, Leng Xuan's movements gradually became sluggish, and his eyes blinked feebly, as if he would fall asleep at any time. However, when Leng Xuan was about to fall asleep, a beam of cold light suddenly struck, directly knocking him out.
The vial in Jingwu's hand was shattered. Seeing this, Jingwu's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly put his guard up and looked around.
Not long after, more than a dozen men were seen slowly descending from the air. Jingwu said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" Among the more than ten men, the leader was a middle-aged man with a burly build and a resolute appearance.
The man. He stood with his hands behind his hands and said in a cold tone: "Elder of Tenglong Palace, Bo Hong." After saying that, he turned his eyes and looked at Leng Xuan who was dazed in the cage, and said in a cold voice: "Hurry up and let him out.
Hearing this, Jingwu held the Buddha in his hand and said: "It turns out that the poor monk Jingwu is the elder of Tenglong Temple, but he is a disciple of Dajue Temple. Elder Bohong, there may be some misunderstanding between us." Bohong snorted: "
Misunderstanding? You want to arrest me, the master of Tenglong Hall, shouldn't I stop you?" Jingwu shook his head and said: "I can understand the eagerness of the protector of Tenglong Hall. However, Elder Bohong may not understand the current state of Leng Donor."
After a pause, he continued: "Elder Bo Hong, our Dajue Temple has absolutely no ill intentions towards Donor Leng. The reason why we imprisoned him is mainly just in case." Bo Hong frowned slightly and said, "Just in case.
One? What do you mean by that?" Jingwu explained: "Elder Bohong, Donor Leng has now fallen into the devil's path and is disowned by his relatives. In order to prevent him from killing people indiscriminately, we only have to take this strategy."