The abbot's face looked like gold paper at this moment. It was obvious that he was so angry that his body had been damaged and his foundation had been damaged. At this moment, his internal organs were burning, and the pain was unbearable.
"How can there be such a cunning demon like Wang Xuan in the world? I, Nan Shaomu, will die!" Every time he said a word, blood gushed out from the abbot's mouth. It looked like he was about to die soon.
"Abbott, you, why are you like this?" A cry of surprise came from outside the hall. Everyone turned around and saw that it was the white-browed old monk Zhengdu who was striding in.
"Uncle Master, I, Nan Shaomu's lineage, are over! It's over!" The abbot's voice was stern, and his mouth was full of blood. People who don't know the truth may think that he has been wronged in some way.
"Why is this so? Why does the devil surnamed Wang have to embarrass my Buddhist sect? My Shaomu lineage has always been compassionate and kind-hearted. I am the leader of the righteous path in the martial arts world and my actions have always been upright. Could it be that Wang Xuan is the devil?
Those who teach cannot succeed!”
"That Wang Xuan is the reincarnation of Demon King Bo Xun, who framed our Buddhist sect, and is about to destroy the world..." The abbot said with a mouth full of blood, a hideous face, and gritted teeth.
At this moment, a burst of "manic" laughter came from outside the main hall, "Old monk, you are quite shameless. You can say these words and say that your family is not lying. After all, you stand on the golden altar of Buddha."
The person underneath the statue can actually say such things, how dare you have any shame? You are not afraid that the Buddha will strike you to death with a thunderbolt!"
Following the sound of voices, everyone saw Wang Xuan, dressed in white robes, walking over, followed by a dense crowd of soldiers. There were no less than a thousand people at a glance.
"You, you, you..." The old abbot subconsciously looked back at the golden statue of Buddha, and his heart tightened for no reason.
"Master Zhengdu is a teacher at first glance. I said, old bald thief, is it interesting for you to lie to an honest man like this? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
When the old monk Zhengdu saw Wang Xuan, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He knew that it was Wang Xuan who caused Nan Shaomu's lineage to end up like this. He would not believe Wang Xuan's words, but
If he said he didn't doubt it at all, he didn't. He turned back to look at the abbot next to him, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.
Death is death. At this point, it is too late to save anything. He Zhengdu has no intention of abandoning Nan Shaomu and living. If Nan Shaomu is destroyed, he will definitely accompany him. He has lived here since he can remember.
, it’s almost eighty years, and I have to die here.
However, before he died, he wanted to understand clearly.
When Wang Xuan saw that the abbot was silent, he couldn't help but sneered, "What? You dare not say it? You know you are going to die, but you are afraid that you will actually see the Buddha after death. Hehe, if you don't say it, I will say it for you."
"Is it possible to imprison women in a temple for the pleasure of monks?" Wang Xuan said every word, his voice filled with majesty, which kept echoing in the hall.
Zhengdu looked at the abbot in disbelief, hoping that the abbot could refute, but he was disappointed, "That, that is a matter for other temples, and..."
He wanted to say what it had to do with Shaomu, but he couldn't say this. All the temples in Fujian were branches of Shaomu.
"Oh, so what if you drugged a woman to stupefy her and then did the things that enchanted women do when others come to worship Buddha and ask for a child? You have done this a lot, right?"
"I, I, I..."
"If others don't tell me, it's you, the abbot of Nan Shaomu, the highest-ranking Buddhist in Fujian and even several Fujian provinces, the leader of tens of thousands of monks, drunkenness, sex and wealth. You have one wife and three concubines.
You have six sons, oh, no, there are more than six, you also gave two sons to another family on behalf of the Buddha... tsk tsk, that's a lot of children and grandchildren!"
"Let's not talk about family wealth. You still have one or two million. You are worthy of being a Buddhist leader and a powerful person. You have lived a wonderful life!"
"You, you, you!" The abbot took three steps back and fell to the ground. He never expected that Wang Xuan would investigate all these things clearly.
In fact, Wang Xuan didn't know about it before, but last time he captured more than 300 fake monks, some of them were the old thief's confidants. If they were ordinary monks, Wang Xuan wouldn't be so ruthless, but since he wanted to destroy Nan Shaomu
One lineage, he will definitely not keep this core layer.
Several confidants were arrested, and without asking any questions, they first abolished their martial arts skills, then kept their mouths shut, and were subjected to three rounds of torture. This is the process. As for whether to confess, we will talk about it after three rounds.
This interrogation method is indeed a baptism as always. Once the gag is removed, there is no need to ask anything, and they are all done at once. These guys are not determined people to begin with. When they encounter this kind of execution, they will
First, the will of the second person who was interrogated was directly and completely crushed.
At this moment, all the dirty things on Nan Shaomu's side were revealed at once.
At this moment, not to mention the disbelief on Master Zhengdu's face, the other fifty or so monks also had their mouths twitching. They never expected that their abbot would be such a sanctimonious person, and it would be completely invisible to him on ordinary days.
The old bald thief felt really ashamed when he faced Zhengdu's extremely disappointed look. Zhengdu was the kind of eminent monk who devoted himself to practicing great virtues. Even though the old bald thief was very thick-skinned, he couldn't bear it at this moment.
Sighing, the old bald man crossed his legs on the ground and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, this poor monk is sorry for the founder." Just say it, cut off his heart and die.
After the abbot committed suicide, Zhengdu was the only one who was the biggest in the Shaomusi Temple. A group of monks looked over and Zhengdu was also a little at a loss.
"Master Zhengdu." Wang Xuan called out. Seeing the other person looking over, he continued: "I understand that Master Zhengdu is the kind of person who devotes himself to Buddha and never has any distracting thoughts in his heart. I hope that Master Zhengdu will
If I can break away from the Shaomu Temple lineage and become a pure Buddhist, I have no intention of destroying Buddhism, I just clean up these scum and scum for Buddhism."
"Amitabha." Zhengdu looked at Wang Xuan with complicated eyes. He really didn't know what to say. Yes, these people are the scum of Buddhism, but don't you want to thank you for completely destroying Shaomu's lineage?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But if Wang Xuan did something wrong, he really couldn’t say it. Everything was done in accordance with the national law, although there were
It’s intentional, but people like Shaomu really seek their own death, so who’s to blame!
It is definitely impossible for him to withdraw from Shaomu Temple. He grew up here and has too deep feelings. He is not the kind of fanatical believer who can abandon everything for the sake of faith. He sighed, looked at Wang Xuandao: "I hope the donor will keep his word.
I am grateful to Zhengdu for leaving a ray of hope for Buddhism."
He didn't say anything about Shaomu, and he didn't have the shame to say it. As for killing Wang Xuan, he never thought about it. He had nothing to say and no face to see anyone. He just sat cross-legged and died on the spot. At this point, the senior officials of Nan Shaomu's lineage
Completely destroyed, the remaining three or two big cats and kittens can no longer carry Shao Mu's banner.
Wang Xuan frowned and said nothing. The world can change without anyone, but it's just a little bit of a pity.
Wang Xuan waved his hand to the remaining fifty or so monks, and soldiers would naturally go up and take them away. There was no such thing as resistance. The more they resisted, the sooner they would die.
Looking at this ancient temple that was more than 600 years old, Wang Xuan clicked his tongue twice and said to Yu Leyou beside him: "Search carefully for me. Don't miss any corner, but don't destroy anything."
"Especially those Buddhist classics and martial arts secrets. They are all sorted out. I want to read them."
Wang Xuan has been coveting these things for a long time, especially the seventy-two stunts and so on. These are all good things. In addition, Nan Shaomu obtained the "Sunflower Collection" back then. Although it was claimed that this skill was too
If it was too evil, it might harm the martial arts world, so it was destroyed before Master Hongye died.
But Wang Xuan absolutely doesn’t believe it!
Damn it, if you think it's evil, why didn't you destroy it earlier? It was only after being peeked at by the Wudang sect that you thought about destroying it. It was obvious that the cousin wanted to build an archway, and then he came up with the sword technique to ward off evil and spread it. Wang
Xuan never mind speculating on these people in Shaomusi Temple with the utmost malice.
Anyway, he felt that Shaomusi Temple must have the originals of "Sunflower Collection" and "Evil Sword Manual".
More than two thousand people were searching, and soon boxes and boxes of various classics and collections were sorted out. In addition to the various classic collections on the surface, some hidden secret rooms were also found one by one and searched.
Got it clean.
Wang Xuan was then satisfied and left with the people. As for the Nanshaomu Mountain Gate, he sealed it directly with a paper seal. In Fujian, no one would dare to occupy it without his permission.
Returning to the military camp, Wang Xuan began to sort out the harvest. Among them, 46 of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaomusi were collected.
In fact, it is not that Shaomusu Temple has never been breached by others, but most of the time it is prepared. Important skills are hidden early and will not be lost at all. But this time is different. The old abbot really did not expect it.
Such a day was so sudden that these Wang Xuan got a big advantage.
Thousand-Hand Posture of Great Mercy and Great Compassion, 108-way Crazy Magic Wand Technique, Powerful Vajra Palm, Demon-Conquering Sword, Great Wisdom Finger, Tianzhu Buddha Finger, Remove Troubles Finger, Demon-subduing Wand Technique, Gyro Finger, Duo Luo Ye Finger, Vajra Prajna
Among them, Wang Xuan values the most the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility, Capturing the Dragon, Lion's Roar, Body Protection, True Qi Release, and Sound Wave Technique, all of which Wang Xuan lacks. He is now in Jiuyang
The magical skills are close to perfection, not to mention that all of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts can be practiced.
But apart from internal strength, only the Qing Gong learned from Tian Boguang is considered top-notch. The rest of the sword skills are almost self-created. Boxing, palm skills, leg skills, etc. are still the same as the traditional Chinese martial arts, and the flaws are indeed a bit big.
What he gained in Nan Shaomu this time has completely made up for the shortcomings in his various secret books, and he will be able to practice and learn from them in the future.