One thousand two hundred and eleven chapters, the dazed wisdom method
The aftermath of the battle between semi-saint level monks was too great.
The Divine Emperor Sect was destroyed, and most of the palaces were basically greatly affected. Although they were not turned into ruins, serious damage was unavoidable.
Although the people of the Yelang clan are strong and have physical training skills, they can work quickly and well.
But in terms of aesthetics, it is obvious that he cannot keep up with the group of mortal emperors from the God Emperor Sect.
The good Wangting palace was repaired into a tribal earthen kiln. Thick wood supported the remaining walls, straw and earth blocks covered the broken tiles, and a thick local atmosphere came to the face.
The Yelang clan was quite excited about this: "This emperor's palace is really different, it's very beautiful."
Huifa was currently in the Tu Emperor's palace, sitting on a rough wooden stool.
He closed his eyes and meditated, and seemed to feel an inexplicable sense of peace.
"Uncle Master!" Mingkong and Mingjue originally had sad faces, but when they saw Hui Fa, their hearts suddenly became excited, and they couldn't care less about meditation.
Huifa opened his eyes and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his two nephews: "As long as you're okay."
"It's okay, it's okay, we're okay."
"Uncle, you are here, we...we are a little scared."
If the disciples of Foxin Temple who are dedicated to cultivating their minds are asked to say the word fear, one can imagine how much impact they received.
"What happened?" Huifa asked in surprise.
The two nephews looked very good, and they didn't look like they were being abused at all.
How could you feel scared?
Mingjue timidly said: "Uncle Master, that patron Lin was backed by more than a dozen semi-saint level monks, and they killed tens of thousands of golden-robed men."
"There were nine golden-robed men among them who were in the realm of Rongdao." Mingkong also said in panic: "They all died at once. It was too cruel."
Huifa was shocked.
He was not well-informed. He only vaguely heard about the war, but he didn't pay much attention.
Didn't expect this to be the case.
With such a huge strength, wouldn't it be more powerful than Foxin Temple?
When he thought of the attitudes of some seniors in the temple, he suddenly became uneasy.
Mingkong frowned and said: "That benefactor Lin planted a terrible black fire on me and Mingjue. If we leave without authorization, we will be annihilated on the spot."
"Uncle, save us." Mingjue begged with a sad face.
Master Shu Huifa is now their life-saving straw.
"This... is too much." Huifa was angry, and immediately the Buddha's light shrouded the two of them in his palms, and his spiritual consciousness quickly scanned the bodies of the two nephews.
Then he discovered a strange black fire from the sea of consciousness between the two.
The black fire burned brightly, as if it would never go out.
"Karma fire!" Huifa was shocked.
This is the flame that burns sinners in hell in Buddhist scriptures. It cannot be solved by ordinary means. Buddha's light should have some effect on karmic fire, but it is impossible to directly pull away the flame.
"I advise you, master, not to act carelessly, otherwise the fire of karma will leak out, hurt your consciousness, and lose your life. I can't save it." Such a faint voice came from outside the door.
Lin Xi walked in from outside the door, with a cold look and no expression on her face.
When Ming Kong Mingjue saw Lin Xi, she hid behind Huifa with some fear.
Huifa clasped his hands together and sighed: "Amitabha, please calm down the donor. I don't know where my two apprentice nephews offended the donor. I, the poor monk, would like to apologize to the two of you."
"They didn't mess with me. On the contrary, they were very honest."
"Then...why is this?"
An unknown fire suddenly started in Lin Xi's heart. She pointed at Huifa's nose and cursed: "Old monk, do you still have the nerve to ask me?"
Huifa touched his nose. He was not very old, and now he looked middle-aged.
But at this moment, Lin Xi's anger was rising, and he felt guilty and could only endure it.
"You help me block those gold-robed men, and I appreciate your kindness."
"I didn't expect you, an old monk, to be so scheming! You used these two young monks to stare at me and sell me out with your backhand! I have a magic weapon to protect me, and the heavenly secret deduction can't find my location. Come and tell me
, why did they still find me even though I was clearly out of sight of the men in golden robes?" Lin Xi asked loudly.
If there hadn't been too much noise during the breakthrough, he would never have been discovered by the man in gold robe.
Lin Xi was surprised that Huifa dared to come to her door.
Do you really think you dare not kill him?
Huifa showed a bit of shame on his face: "Amitabha, this matter really has nothing to do with this poor monk."
"Then why do you look so guilty?"
"Although it has nothing to do with the poor monk, but..." Huifa lowered his head and said guiltily: "It seems to have something to do with Foxin Temple."
Mingkong Mingjue looked at Huifa in shock.
Uncle Master, what are you talking about?
How could something like this have anything to do with Foxin Temple?
In their view, Foxin Temple is a Buddhist holy place that implements Buddhist teachings, stands out in the world, and is respected by thousands of temples. How could it be involved in such a thing?
"Is it related to Foxin Temple?" Lin Xi stared at Huifa.
In fact, he probably guessed it.
If Huifa knew that Buddhism was related to the man in golden robe, why would he need to block the man in golden robe for himself?
"Amitabha." Huifa sighed: "Since the beginning of cultivation, the poor monk has devoted himself to cultivating Buddhism without caring about worldly affairs. He also knows very little about the things in the temple. Those Buddhist seniors should know better. The origin of the man in golden robe is probably the same as that of Buddhism.
It has a long history and has an inexplicable connection, so it’s not surprising.”
His words were somewhat excusing Foxin Temple.
But he also admitted that Buddhism is related to the Man in the Golden Robe.
Lin Xi was not surprised by this.
Lin Xi sat down and didn't look nervous.
The successful implementation of the ascension plan gave him enough confidence. He was no longer alone. The mentality of people with confidence is completely different.
"My whereabouts were provided by Foxin Temple, right?" Lin Xi asked.
Huifa was silent for a while: "The poor monk doesn't know."
Sometimes, not knowing means another kind of admission.
"Okay, how are Foxin Temple going to deal with me?" Lin Xi asked simply: "Have you ever thought about sending a senior monk over to save me?"
"This... of course this is impossible." Huifa hurriedly denied.
"Then what should I do? Let you continue to provide my location to the man in gold?"
"The poor... the poor monk's purpose is to take away the two nephews, so that even the Buddha Heart Temple will not find your place as the donor."
Apparently Huifa also believed that Ming Kong Mingjue exposed Lin Xi's position.
Ming and Kong were overjoyed.
Uncle, you are so kind!
Lin Xi shook his head firmly: "That's it? Then I could have killed them long ago. Why wait until now and waste two sets of karma fire?"
Ming Kong and Ming Kong's faces suddenly turned pale.
"Besides, I'm about to settle down now. Whether or not my position is exposed, that's all. I don't care anymore." Lin Xi said, "What are you going to give in exchange for your two nephews?"
Huifa was stunned for a long time, then hesitantly said: "The poor monk has nothing to offer, so I'm afraid he can't give anything. What do you want, donor?"
"Simple!"
Lin Xi smiled and said: "I heard that the master is the reincarnation of Arhat?"
"Indeed, there is indeed such a statement."
"Then you must be very valued in Foxin Temple. How about the master being responsible for delivering Buddhist news to me? If Buddhism wants to deal with me, you must inform me as soon as possible."