Qishan was silent. He knew that as a swordsman, it would be difficult for Academy Twelve to change his decision, and his cultivation had already been consumed too much when he rescued Sangsang.
Facing the eyes of those people asking for help, I could only remain silent.
After a long time, Qishan seemed to be unable to bear it, and then looked at Ye Chao and said: "I know that I can't stop Mr. Twelve, but I hope that Mr. Twelve will not do more killings."
After saying that, Master Qishan's face seemed to have aged several times, and his eyes, which were originally full of wisdom and gentleness of Buddha nature, instantly became cloudy. It seemed that speaking those words consumed too much of his energy. He was originally upright.
With his back turned, he was leaning on the Buddha statue behind him like a dying old man.
Ye Chao nodded and bowed slightly to Master Qishan.
Then he drew his sword and swung it, and Baoshu died. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and slowly wiped away the blood on the sword. Then he swung his sword again, and a frightened monk in yellow died. He drew his sword again, and another
A monk in yellow robe died...
He drew his sword and killed people very slowly, like a child who didn't know how to use a sword, but no one dared to resist, not even an angry voice in fear.
The smell of blood dispersed the scent of sandalwood in the temple, and the expressions of the monks who had previously looked disgusted with Sangsang were filled with only fear and unwillingness.
Sang Sang writhed in Ning Que's arms. Covered with blood and tears, she looked at Ning Que and asked in a very weak voice: "Master, are we not dead?"
Ning Que said: "Not dead."
"Who's coming?"
"Twelve senior brothers."
Sang Sang nodded and retracted her head into Ning Que's arms.
…
Perhaps because the smell of blood was too strong, or perhaps because he was watching the monks who had followed him in the formation die one after another, Qi Nian's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and when Ye Chao next swung his sword, his voice became hoarse.
He said: "That's enough. The five monks who came with me from Xuankong Temple were killed by you, and half of the red-clothed monks in Lanke Temple also died under your sword. Aren't you still satisfied? Or are you?
Do you really want to start a war between the academy and the Buddhist sect?"
Ye Chao left the blood-stained handkerchief on the ground, took out a clean handkerchief from his arms again, wiped the blood on the broken jade sword, and said, "It's not enough."
After saying that, another monk in red had his throat slit.
Qi Nian wanted to say something, or even move to stop the slowly moving long sword, but at this moment, his body shook for no apparent reason, and he became silent just like those fearful monks who resigned to their fate. However,
Looking at his eyes again, the red bloodshot eyes were slowly fading away.
Suddenly, a huge roar resounded across the entire Washan Mountain. It was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and like a huge wave hitting the sky. Lanke Temple shook, and the huge Buddha statue on Lanke Temple also shook.
, the whole tile mountain is shaking.
An inexplicable depressing feeling flooded into the main hall. Qishan, who had closed his eyes and leaned against the Buddha statue, opened his eyes. Ye Chao stopped his murderous sword and looked outside the hall door.
Based on an experience she had in Xuankong Temple some years ago, Qu Ni Madi, who was crying while holding the body of Master Baoshu but did not dare to curse, let out a very harsh laugh.
Qi Nian and the monks waiting for death are like the deserted people who saw the warm sunrise after surviving the cold winter. The hope in their eyes seems to have turned into reality.
The door of the main hall was pushed open, interrupting everyone's speculations about the loud noise. Three monks who were dressed similarly to Baoshu walked in, and each monk's cultivation level was no less than Baoshu's.
There is even a tree with a breath that can be compared to the previous seven thoughts.
"Now, I think Mr. Twelve can stop."
Ye Chao looked at Qinian and smiled disdainfully, and said: "I am a person who loves peace very much, so I have never thought about being a demon that everyone is afraid of. Even if I kill someone, I will give the other person pleasure. The reason why I just did that,
It’s not to let the world know what the consequences will be if you go against the Academy, but to wait for him to come.”
"One more thing, who said I was the only one who came to the academy?"
As if in response to Ye Chao's words, the side door of the hall was also pushed open, and Jun Mo with a tall ancient crown walked in. Behind him, followed by Dahei who held his head high, and Dahei who held his head high.
Little sparrow with head on its head.
Jun Mo rarely takes action in the world, but no one dares to underestimate him, because he is very proud, and he is the second teacher of the academy, so no one dares to underestimate him.
As for the two strange beasts that accompanied Academy Twelve, the world knew very little, but there were rumors in Qinghe County twelve years ago that Xiling had sent out a team to capture the little blue bird.
He is a powerful person who knows destiny and practices divine arts.
Also because of Buddhism's methods of gathering information, Qi Nian knew that the black donkey grew up in Zhi Shou Guan in his early years. Although he didn't know why he later followed Ye Chao, his strength was not inferior to that of Zhi Ming.
"You don't have to think about anything else. Although the Taoist sect is almost as corrupt as your Buddhist sect, it is still relatively smart. They will not take action today. And Liu Bai is afraid that he will be controlled by the senior brother now. If you see how you can
If you can't kill Sangsang, then you can only see if the lecturer is really as strong as the rumors say."
After Ye Chao finished speaking, he looked at his second senior brother Jun Mo and walked out of the hall.
Jun Mo patted Dahei's body, stood in front of Ning Que and Sang Sang, and said to Qi Nian and the three yellow-clothed monks: "Now, you still have a chance to try to kill the daughter of Pluto."
The monks naturally think that the leader of the Lecture Hall is invincible, but the problem is that they know that the biggest weakness of the leader is his slow speed, and the twelve cultivators of the Academy have the fastest speed in the world. They are not sure who will be the leader when they and others deal with the daughter of Pluto.
Will he suddenly come back and kill them all? Moreover, the second gentleman of the academy is already like Ye Su Qinian, a practitioner at the peak of knowing fate who has already passed the barrier of life and death.
…
Still on the side hall, Tang and Ye Su looked at the old monk in the distance slowly walking towards the gate of Lanke Temple in shock.
Tang said: "Didn't the leader of the lecturer make an agreement with the Master not to take action?"
Ye Su shook his head and said: "Who knows this clearly, and the son of Hades is related to Yong Ye, so it is understandable that he breaks the agreement and takes action, but from now on, it seems that when facing certain things, his Buddhist sect really has to let go
People admire you."
After Ye Su finished speaking, he seemed to sense something, and he and Tang turned to look towards the main hall.
Ye Chao was looking at him, or to be precise, looking at Tang.
Tang Xiaoxiao greeted him, then looked at Ye Su and said, "I said before that when Twelve comes, I will take action for the academy, and I should fulfill my promise."
Ye Sudao: "What you said has further confirmed my view of your shamelessness. If this is the case, then you and I will not fight each other. It is difficult to see a battle beyond the five realms, or even beyond the apocalypse."