Chapter 412 [Which is right and which is wrong] (Part 2)
Yuan Chen said: "I was the one who caused you to be imprisoned for thirty years. I was also the abbot. This matter has nothing to do with others. Junior brother, if you want to take revenge, just come to the poor monk!" Yuan Chen walked slowly towards him.
Unaware, there is no fear on his face.
Bu Wu Dao: "If I hadn't caught this dog emperor, how could you dare to show up? If you hadn't been worried about his life and were afraid that something would go wrong and lead to the destruction of Tianlong Temple, how would you be willing to meet me alone?"
He said in the direction of Hu Xiaotian: "Commander Hu, right? You must remember firmly that if your emperor dies today, it will be because of these thieves."
Hu Xiaotian said: "Senior, if you have something to say, there is no unsolvable hatred in the world. What do you want, why not say it clearly, I believe the abbot will not refuse." Worried that the situation would reach a deadlock, Hu Xiaotian said this
Stand up and act as a peacemaker.
Bu Wu sneered: "Who do you think you are? You are worthy of speaking in front of me!"
Hu Xiaotian secretly sighed in his heart, it was so shameless, it was a slap in the face! But he also knew that he said this to clear his suspicions. After all, they are master and disciple, and there is still some friendship at least.
Bu Wu Dao: "Yuan Chen! Tell me what secret book was lost in the Sutra Pavilion back then!"
Yuan Chen said: "If the poor monk said so, would you be willing to let the emperor go?"
Bu Wu Dao: "Say it first and then talk about it!"
Yuanchen said: "At that time, I lost a copy of Mahamudra, a copy of "Bodhi Heartless Zen", and half a volume of "Void **".
Hu Xiaotian's heart sank when he heard this. He could almost conclude that Li Yuncong was most likely Wu Wu's sibling, the one who framed Wu Wu back then. Li Yuncong stole half a volume of "Void Soul" but did not practice it, and
He passed it on to himself. How vicious this guy is. He should have known for a long time that practicing "Void **" is harmful to the body. In the end, he will inevitably go crazy and his meridians will burst and die. Even he himself is unwilling to practice something, but he uses it to cause harm.
Own.
Bu Wu Dao: ""Void**"? Are you saying that the first half of "Void**" was also lost at that time?"
Yuan Chen nodded and said: "Not bad!"
Bu Wu Dao: "The second half of the volume fell into Yuan Kong's hands."
Yuan Chen sighed and said: "After the Sutra Pavilion was stolen, I asked Junior Brother Yuankong to be responsible for counting the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, but I didn't expect that he would get lost because of this."
Fuwu chuckled and said: "That's nice to say. It's not just that he was a thief. He practiced Void **, so his temperament changed drastically. After that, he massacred his fellow disciples. Your Tianlong Temple was worried about the scandal being leaked, so it kept it secret. It will be
The deaths of those monks were all blamed on me. Are these things true?"
There was a look of guilt on Yuan Chen's face. What happened back then was really helpless. Although the starting point was to preserve the reputation of Tianlong Temple, it was somewhat against his will after all.
Bu Wu said: "Void**! I spent thirty years looking for the answer, but I didn't expect that the answer was always in front of me, but I couldn't see it." He suddenly raised his hand and suddenly shot down the fake emperor's Tianling Gai.
There was only a click, and Chi Feixing's head was crushed without even saying a word. The body fell to the ground.
Yuanchen and Tongyuan were shocked. No matter how good they were, they could not accept the tragedy in front of them. The emperor was actually killed in Tianlong Temple, which meant that Tianlong Temple would not be able to escape this catastrophe. Hu Xiaotian was also surprised.
Xiao, why did Bu Wu want to kill the emperor? He probably didn't know that the emperor was fake. Not only did he harm Tianlong Temple, wouldn't it be equivalent to trapping himself?
Bu Wu raised his foot and kicked the fake emperor's body towards Yuan Chen. Yuan Chen hurriedly reached out to hold it. Even if the emperor died, he still had a dragon body. He couldn't save the emperor's life, so he had to save the dragon body no matter what.
At this moment, Bu Wu hit his toes and shot towards Hu Xiaotian like a wisp of black smoke. No one thought that the target of his attack would be Hu Xiaotian. Even Hu Xiaotian himself didn't think of it. He was hesitating whether to show off or not.
The pulse gate has fallen into Bu Wu's control, and Bu Wu immediately evacuated after grabbing Hu Xiaotian.
Tong Yuan was closest to Hu Xiaotian. Although he didn't understand why Bu Wu caught Hu Xiaotian, he still had an instinctive reaction and wanted to rescue him immediately. He took a step forward and attacked Bu Wu with a punch, Luohan Fuhu Fist!
Bu Wu also attacked Tong Yuan with the same punch, and the fists collided together. Bu Wu's body shook slightly, but Tong Yuan took five steps back. Just now, he had endured Bu Wu in order to rescue the old monk.
One punch, and now he was shocked by Fuwu's powerful punch. He immediately felt the blood boiling, and felt a sweetness in his throat. He couldn't hold it back anymore, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop!
Yuan Chen caught the corpse of the fake emperor, but felt a surge of potential coming from the corpse. His arms could not hold the corpse. The corpse hit his chest, knocking Yuan Chen upside down and flying out.
My back hit the bookshelf hard and I fell terribly.
Hu Xiaotian was surprised. Yuanchen was Tongyuan's master and the previous abbot of Tianlong Temple. He didn't expect that he was vulnerable to a blow.
Bu Wu disdainfully said to Yuan Chen: "Back then, you fought with me and both sides suffered losses. You never imagined that we would be here today!"
Yuan Chen's lips were bleeding, and he smiled miserably: "You are going against the grain, so what will happen even if you master the highest martial arts in the world?"
Bu Wu said: "I can decide your life and death, and I can decide the survival of Tianlong Temple. This is enough for me." He grabbed Hu Xiaotian and walked towards the seventh floor of the library, and shook open the iron lock that locked the stair passage with one palm.
He opened the door and laughed wildly: "Today is the day when your Tianlong Temple will be destroyed." Thinking that the great hatred of many years was finally avenged today, and that killing the emperor will inevitably cause the Tianlong Temple to suffer a disaster, I felt extremely happy.
When Hu Xiaotian saw Bu Wu's crazy behavior, he secretly screamed that something was wrong. He used his voice transmission to enter the secret and said to Bu Wu: "Master, what's the use of holding me?"
Bu Wu gritted his teeth and said: "What I hate most in my life is being deceived by others. Tell me honestly, did that bastard make you get close to me on purpose to find out my whereabouts?"
Hu Xiaotian secretly cried out, maybe Li Yuncong had such an idea, but he didn't tell him explicitly, let alone let him find out the whereabouts of Wu Wu. Hu Xiaotian smiled bitterly and said: "When have I ever lied to you? What you ordered me to do,
Is there anything I haven't done properly for you?"
Unenlightened: "Who on earth passed this void ** to you?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Let me go before we talk." He knew very well that Bu Wu had a surly and moody temperament, and Bu Wu always took advantage of his relationship with him. It was impossible to tell him about the relationship between master and disciple. The only way was to first
Think of a way to escape first.
Instead of letting him go, Buwu grabbed his throat and gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't tell me, I will kill you now."
Hu Xiaotian was choked so hard that he could hardly breathe. Hu Xiaotian had a problem. If Bu Wu asked him properly, maybe he would tell the truth. But Bu Wu turned his back and refused to recognize anyone. If you can do the first grade of junior high school, I can do the fifteen.
Hu Xiaotian said with difficulty: "Hong... Hong..."
Bu Wu relaxed his hand a little: "Hong what?"
"Hong Beimo!" The reason why Hu Xiaotian said Hong Beimo instead of Li Yuncong was firstly to take revenge on Hong Beimo for plotting to murder him, and secondly because he was disgusted and turned his back on the person. In Hu Xiaotian's opinion, Hong Beimo was better than Li Yuncong.
It is even more difficult to deal with. Li Yuncong is just a polished old eunuch, but behind Hong Beimo there is a powerful secret bureau. If Wu Wu and Hong Beimo confront each other, there will be excitement.
Bu Wu nodded. He had been trapped in Tianlong Temple for thirty years, so he had no idea what was happening outside. As long as he knew a little bit about the news outside, it would be impossible for Bu Wu to believe what Hu Xiaotian said.
Hu Xiaotian begged in a low voice: "Master, please spare my life..."
Buwu Yinchichi smiled and said: "If you lie to me once, you will lie to me a second time. How can I forgive you!" When he was about to apply more force with his right hand, Hu Xiaotian unexpectedly pulled the trigger in his sleeve.
The Burmese Pear Blossom Needle was hidden, and he never let down his guard against Fu Wu. The Burmese Rain Pear Blossom Needle was still found from Liu Huchan's body. Liu Huchan had already fired two rounds before, and there was still one round left. The Burmese Rain Pear Blossom Needle could only be fired three times in total.
, Hu Xiaotian regarded it as a life-saving straw, and would never dare to use it lightly until the last moment. Originally, he had a glimmer of hope for Bu Wu, thinking that if the master and apprentice were together, Bu Wu would not be cruel to him, but
Unexpectedly, Fuwu has no feelings at all.
Bu Wu was too confident, thinking that Hu Xiaotian's life and death was under his control, but he didn't expect that Hu Xiaotian would still have the ability to fight back when he was about to die. The Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle in Hu Xiaotian's hand was fired almost close to Bu Wu's body, and Bu Wu's martial arts
No matter how powerful he is, he can't escape from such a short distance.
The moment the heavy rain pear blossom needle was shot, Fu Wu had already reacted. The body-protecting energy instantly enveloped the whole body, and the bones and muscles all over the body became tense. Unfortunately, it was too late.
The instinct of survival made Hu Xiaotian explode all the energy in his body, roared wildly, and even broke free from Fu Wu's hand.
Although the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle penetrated Bu Wu's anus, it was still impossible to cause fatal damage to him. Because of this attack, Bu Wu escaped from Hu Xiaotian's palm. He roared and punched Hu Xiaotian hard in the lower abdomen. This punch
He knocked Hu Xiaotian flying and hit the bookshelves one after another, causing the bookshelves to fall down row by row.
Bu Wu snorted coldly and struck with his palm in the direction where Hu Xiaotian fell to the ground. An invisible palm knife slashed down towards Hu Xiaotian. If Hu Xiaotian was hit by the palm knife, he would inevitably be split in half.
At the critical moment, a person grabbed Hu Xiaotian's shoulder, dragged him aside, and struck the ground on the left side of Hu Xiaotian with his palm knife, immediately penetrating the ground.
Bu Wu missed one hit and did not launch a second attack. He threw two phosphorus fire bombs casually, Peng! Peng! After two muffled sounds, the scriptures in the library burned. He no longer stayed and jumped into the air.
The open window looks like a bird into the night.
Hu Xiaotian stared at the crack on the side in shock. Only then did he realize that it was Ming Jing who had just pulled him back from the edge of death.
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