Chapter 481: Sweeping the Branch of the Western Heaven Sect (6)
As soon as the old monk said these words, I was stunned for a moment!
Master? What master?
It was obvious that I was a little surprised, and the old monk showed a strange smile.
He said: "The person who taught you the Nine Killing Styles was once my master..."
I was taken aback!
The person who taught me the Nine Killing Styles was Monk Hua, and the old monk in front of me actually said that he was once the disciple of Monk Hua?
So once the relationship goes smoothly, he and I can still be considered peers?
But what puzzles me is, since this old monk is the disciple of Monk Hua, why is he still with the Xitian Sect?
I immediately asked: "You said you are his disciple, so you are still collaborating with the people who are chasing your master?"
The old monk said: "Amitabha, there is no pure stream in this world, so how can we be together with the filthy stream? My master is not a pure stream, and the Xitian Sect is not considered tainted..."
If you don’t have absolute eloquence, you should never talk to a monk. I understand this very well!
I frowned. I don't care whether he is a clean or dirty person. Monk Hua is kind to me and taught me nine killing techniques. Anyone who wants to fight him is undoubtedly my enemy.
"Donor, you and I are destined to be the same person, can you agree to this old man's request?" The old monk suddenly said to me with a pleasant look.
When I saw the smile of this old monk, I couldn't help but feel a little more wary. You guys are going to be tortured to tears by my Maoshan disciples. What the hell are you doing here and speaking kindly to me?
"What request?" I asked.
The old monk said: "I want to ask the benefactor to let me meet the master. I have not yet had time to repay the kindness of the master's education..."
If you haven’t seen how those Xitian Sect monks kill people without blinking an eye, I think you, an old monk like you, have really fooled you today!
He looks like an amiable old monk, but I just don’t believe it in my heart!
I said: "It's not impossible to see your master, but I don't know your master's current whereabouts."
What I said was not a lie, but when the old monk heard this, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
"The donor has even learned the Nine Killing Styles. How could he not know the whereabouts of Master Lao Na... Please consider the donor's heart to repay the kindness and allow Lao Na to meet Master and fulfill his long-cherished wish..."
"Sorry, I really don't know the whereabouts of your master. I don't know whether he is wandering in some dog slaughterhouse..."
"donor!"
The half-old monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face had faded, replaced by a cold look.
It can be seen that this old monk is going to go crazy!
"Please inform the donor of Master's whereabouts..."
"I'm telling you, uncle, I told you I don't know!!"
I immediately became angry. If you can't find the whereabouts of this flower monk, why do you ask me?
As soon as I got angry, the old monk didn't ask any questions. He snorted coldly and quickly stretched out his dry palm to slap me!
"Old monk, you dare to attack me secretly?"
My pupils shrank, and after locking the old monk's attack, I moved my right wrist and grabbed Zidian directly!
This purple lightning has not been used much since Fang Xueer used it to hurt me last time. It is a rare opportunity to appear now. The sword suddenly vibrated and let out a dull thunderous sound!
Purple lightning is everywhere, showing off its sharp edge!
When the old monk saw Zidian, his eyes became more solemn!
But now that he has taken action, I will not give him any more face!
"The shooting star catches up with the moon!"
Without saying a word, I directly slashed at the old monk's withered palm with a sword. The momentum was thunderous, and I had the tendency to chop the old monk's palm into chicken claws!
"What a sword!"
The old monk snorted. Facing Zidian's offensive, he did not dare to be careless, so he had to retreat half a meter!
I have no mercy for others. If the old monk retreats, I will continue to attack!
With the purple lightning in hand, every time an attack lands, I can feel the long-suppressed fighting spirit in my body bursting out!
But the old monk was not a lamb to be slaughtered. After dodging two or three rounds of Zidian attacks, he also started to fight back!
An old hand that was as dry as tree bark, slightly bent into claws. Under that gloomy expression, the old monk hit my vitals every time...
After more than ten rounds of attacks, the old monk, who was gradually losing ground, saw that Yunyue and Liangpi, who had already resolved the battle, were pressing towards him. He gritted his teeth, tried his best to strike a blow with me, and looked for help.
He took a chance and quickly escaped from the battlefield!
And as he left, all the evil monks from the Western Heaven Sect who were still resisting suddenly gave up their resistance like deflated rubber balls.
I raised my head and glanced at the figure that had disappeared. I had no choice but to put away the purple lightning and secretly adjusted my breathing.
I was suspicious in my heart, what kind of sect is this Xitian Sect? There seems to be a lot of masters in it!
Moreover, this old monk is still the disciple of Monk Hua, and he is actually following the evil monks of the Xitian Sect in searching for the whereabouts of his master... I have no idea what the secret is in this.
At this time, Yisong and Yunyue came over to me.
"Master!" Yisong bowed to me and said respectfully: "There are a total of 198 monks at the Xitian Sect branch here and two seriously injured guards. How should we deal with them?"
I thought for a moment, then lowered my head and glanced at the two guardians lying on the ground with pale faces.
The injuries on the two guardians were not serious, but none of them were fatal, so they could only lie on the ground and wail in agony.
I paused and told Yisong: "Call a few disciples and pack up the two guardians of the Western Heaven Sect and the valuable things here and send them back to Maoshan. Please tell me in particular that these two Western Heaven Sect protectors must be packed up and sent back to Maoshan.
The guardians must be locked up and don't let them escape."
"Yes, Master!"
Yisong agreed and immediately led a group of disciples to search for the oil and water in this Xitian Sect stronghold...
It has to be said that the evil monks of the Xitian Sect are really good at amassing money. Half an hour later, Yisong and the others had piled up a small mountain in the main hall, containing all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry.
I asked Yisong to prepare a few more big boxes, put all the gold, silver and jewelry in them, and then take them all back to Maoshan to fill the treasury. The ill-gotten wealth of the Xitian Sect, I, Maoshan, can at least do some good things with this money...
After handling the matter, before I could leave, a Maoshan disciple suddenly ran in and said to me: "Master, there is someone outside who wants to see you."
I turned around and took a look outside, and found a lot of people standing outside the Buddhist temple. Some of them were introverted, and at first glance they were people who practiced Taoism.
I followed San Liang to the outside of the Buddhist temple, and as soon as I came out, I saw a loud voice quickly rang out from the crowd standing outside the Buddhist temple.
"We request to join the Maoshan sect, and we hope that the leader of Maoshan will lead us forward together..."