Just after Ye Feng left, Yuan Yi and another old monk appeared at the foot of the mountain.
Feeling the smell of blood and the faint Buddhist power remaining in the air, Yuan Yi had a look of confusion on his face.
Turning his eyes, his eyes fell on two pools of blood and mud not far away.
"Who is doing this here?" Another old monk's eyes flashed with sharp light, "They are so ruthless!"
"Um?"
Suddenly, Yuan Yi raised his right hand, and wisps of golden Buddha power condensed in his palm. Then, the golden Buddha power turned into dark corpse energy.
"Corpse Qi? Huang Quan Lu?" Yuan Yi's expression changed slightly, and then his eyes fell on the two pools of blood and mud again, "This must be Huang Quan Lu's plan. We must find out who the two people who were killed are immediately!"
Another old monk walked to the two pools of blood mud and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Brother, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find out their identities!"
…
At the same time, Lin Kun escaped from Songshan with the help of the shield talisman and reported the matter to the main hall immediately.
After receiving the news from Lin Kun, the senior management of Jubao Pavilion was furious.
It’s true that your Shaolin Temple is China’s Taishan Beidou, but you can’t be so domineering, right?
I'm here to ask you if you are willing to sell the Water Spirit Pearl. Even if you are not willing, is it necessary to kill someone and silence them?
After being instigated by the faction that supported Zhao Xuanxin, the senior management of Jubao Pavilion decided that this matter must be brought to justice from the Shaolin Temple.
However, the Shaolin Temple has a profound heritage, and the Jubao Pavilion really does not dare to go to the Songshan Shaolin Temple to question him. If the Shaolin Temple is cruel and kills all the people who have passed by, it will be a tragedy.
However, after learning that Shaolin Temple's sacred monk Yuan Xin was in the Qingqiu Secret Realm, the top management of Jubao Pavilion had a wrong idea.
Doesn’t your Shaolin Temple refuse to sell the water spirit beads?
Then we will tie up Yuan Xin and see if Shaolin Temple is willing to exchange it.
For the sake of Poseidon's treasure, the top management of Jubao Pavilion can't take care of that much.
After all, according to the instructions left by the ancestors, that Poseidon treasure is likely to contain divine blood. Once the divine blood is obtained, more little star-level lords can be born in the Treasure Pavilion. Do we still need to worry about the Shaolin Temple?
…
At this time, Kuang Tianyou arrived at Tinni Island.
After explaining the situation, Donghai Tianni helped him and took out the dragon-slaying knife from the ruins of the Sin Pool.
Seeing Kuang Tianyou leaving with the dragon-slaying knife, a look of hesitation appeared in Donghai Tianni's beautiful eyes. She knew the strength of Shaolin Temple very well. Because of this, she was worried about the Fire Cloud Evil God who joined Huangquan Road.
However, although her inner demons were gone, the knot in her heart was still there, and she wanted to wait for Huoyun Evil God to apologize in person.
After hesitating for a long time, Donghai Tianni finally sighed, stepped out of Tianni Island and shot towards an island deep in the vast ocean.
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Outside the Qingqiu Secret Area, Shen Quan and others looked helpless. After Yuan Xin said that the Shaolin Temple was willing to bear part of the losses, most of them chose to leave.
Just when Shen Quan and others didn't know what to do, Master Miejie arrived here with Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu.
Zhou Zhiruo has a delicate face and is wearing a white Taoist robe. She looks like a fairy in a painting, with an extraordinary temperament.
Song Qingshu on the side looked pretty good, his eyes always falling on Zhou Zhiruo.
Seeing the arrival of Master Miejie, Yuan Xin raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong.
When Master Miejie saw Yuan Xin sitting cross-legged, there was a hint of shock in her eyes.
"I've met Master Yuan Xin!"
"Are you the Miu Miu of Emei?" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Yitian Sword in Master Miu Miu's hand, and Yuan Xin instantly guessed the other party's identity.
"It's the poor nun!"
At this moment, Master Miejie hesitated in her heart. If she were a Shaolin Temple monk of Xingzi generation, she would not have any hesitation even if she were to preside over Xinghong. But the person in front of her was a person of the same generation as her master.
Meeting Master Miejie's hesitant gaze, Yuan Xin showed a smile on his face and said, "How is your master?"
"Master Yuan Xin, everything is well, master!"
"I haven't seen your master for a long time!"
Hearing what Yuan Xin said, Master Miejie didn't know what to say. The other party was beginning to feel overwhelmed by his status. What else could she say?
But when she thought of the dragon-slaying knife, Master Jue could only grit her teeth and said: "Master Yuan Xin, my uncle fought with the people from Huangquan Road in the plane crash that day and shattered the little secret realm bought by Emei."
Yuan Xin's eyes had a deep look, as if he could understand the thoughts in Master Miejie's mind, and said: "Shaolin Temple will fully compensate for the loss of Emei!"
"Well!"
Yuan Xin said this, and Master Miejie was speechless for a moment.
Song Qingshu, who was standing aside, saw the depressed expression on Master Miejie's face. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Junior Wudang Song Qingshu has seen the divine monk."
Yuan Xin turned his eyes and looked at the graceful Song Qingshu, with a hint of complexity in his eyes. You must know that Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Mountain, was once a disciple of the Shaolin Temple. Who could have imagined that the original wood-chopping monk would create a new world
Wudang can now stand side by side with Shaolin Temple.
"Amitabha, I wonder what happened to Donor Song?"
"Holy Monk, I heard that a beloved jade pendant belonging to Master Xiang is left in the Broken Little Secret. I wonder how your Shaolin Temple plans to compensate it?"
"Um!"
Yuan Xin's expression changed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"boom!"
Song Qingshu, who was originally smiling, suddenly froze up, his eyes filled with fear, and stood motionless.
Master Miejie also felt something strange about Song Qingshu, but she didn't say anything.
What does Song Qingshu mean to you?
Dare you make trouble in front of a respected senior like Yuan Xin?
An indifferent smile appeared on Yuan Xin's face, he looked at Master Jiejie and said: "Since Master Xiangling's favorite jade pendant has been lost in Xiaomi, then there is something wrong here. I will go to Emei in person to explain to Master Xiangling.
!”
"boom!!!"
Suddenly!
A terrifying explosion sounded, and the ground shook like a magnitude 10 earthquake.
"what happened?"
"Look at the ground quickly. Is it a formation?"
Just when everyone looked horrified and at a loss, a loud voice suddenly sounded.
"This is a matter between Jubao Pavilion and Shaolin Temple. No one else is involved. Leave quickly!"
"Jubao Pavilion?"
"Why did Jubao Pavilion get into trouble with Shaolin Temple?"
"Stop talking and run!"
The lines surged and the formation formed, but the exit was not cut off.
Yuan Xin's face was filled with confusion and solemnity, and he clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, I wonder why the benefactors of Jubao Pavilion want to attack Lao Monk?"
"Hmph, stop pretending, don't you know clearly?"
In mid-air, two figures were as powerful as rainbows, like demons, distorting the space in all directions.
One of the old men was holding a six-diamond and hexagonal array, and a bright silver talisman was rotating in his eyes, which was extremely strange. The other old man was holding a dragon-headed crutch, which was all white and made of unknown bones.
The two people were suspended in the air, but everyone turned a blind eye. Even Yuan Xin didn't seem to see the two old men in the air.
