Fairy way

The aftermath of the semi-holy level monk's fighting skills is too great.

The Divine Emperor Gate was destroyed, and most of the palaces were basically greatly affected. Although they were not turned into ruins, serious damage was inevitable.

Although the members of the Night Wolf Clan are strong and strong, they still have physical training methods, so they can work quickly and well.

But in terms of aesthetics, it is obvious that they can't keep up with the group of mortal emperors in the Shendimen.

The good royal palace was repaired into a tribal earthen kiln. The thick wood supported the residual wall, and the straw soil block covered the broken tiles, and a thick rural atmosphere rushed to the face.

The Yelang clan was quite excited about this: "This emperor's palace is really different, it's so beautiful."

Huifa was sitting on a rough wooden stool in the emperor's palace right now.

He closed his eyes and meditated, and seemed to have an inexplicable sense of peace.

"Uncle Master!" Mingkong and Mingjue were originally sad, but when they saw Huifa, their hearts suddenly became excited, and they couldn't care about meditation.

Huifa opened his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the two nephews: "As long as you are fine."

"It's okay, we're fine."

"Master, you are here, we... we are a little scared."

Let the disciples of Foxin Temple who focus on cultivating their mind say the word fear, and one can imagine how much impact they have received.

"What happened?" Huifa asked in surprise.

The two nephews look pretty good, and they don't look like they've been abused at all.

How can you feel scared?

Mingjue said timidly: "Uncle, that benefactor Lin has more than a dozen semi-holy monks behind him, and they killed tens of thousands of gold-cloaked people."

"Among them are nine people in golden robes who are in the realm of Taoism." Ming Kong also said in panic: "All of them died at once, it's too vicious."

Huifa was shocked.

He wasn't well-informed, he just vaguely heard about the war, but he didn't care.

I didn't expect this to be the case.

Isn't such a huge strength stronger than Foxin Temple?

Thinking of the attitude of some seniors in the temple, he suddenly became uneasy.

Ming Kong said with a sad face, "That benefactor Lin planted a terrible black fire on me and Mingjue. If we leave without authorization, it 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 sullen, and immediately enveloped the two of them in the light of Buddha in his palm, and quickly scanned the bodies of the two nephews with his spiritual sense.

Then he discovered a strange black fire from the sea of ​​knowledge between the two of them.

The black fire burns fiercely, as if it will never go out.

"Yehuo!" Huifa was shocked.

This is the flame that burns sinners in hell in Buddhist scriptures, and it cannot be solved by ordinary means. The Buddha's light should have some effect on karmic fire, but it is impossible to directly pull the flame away.

"I advise Master not to move casually, otherwise the karmic fire will leak out, injure Consciousness Sea and lose his life, and I will not be able to save it." Such a faint voice came from outside the door.

Lin Xi came in from the door with an indifferent expression, without any expression.

Mingkong Mingjue saw Lin Xi, and hid behind Huifa in fear.

Huifa clasped his hands together and sighed, "Amitabha, please calm down the benefactor. I don't know where my two nephews offended the benefactor. This poor monk apologizes on behalf of the two of you."

"They didn't mess with me, on the contrary, they were honest."

"Then...why is that?"

Lin Xi felt an unknown fire in his heart, and pointed at Huifa's nose and cursed: "Old monk, do you still have the face to ask me?"

Huifa touched his nose, he is not very old, and he looks like a middle-aged man now.

But at this moment, Lin Xi's anger was rising, and he felt a little guilty and could only endure it.

"You help me block those people in gold robes, 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 you sold me backhanded! I have a magic weapon to protect my body, and the deduction of heaven and earth can't find my position. You come and tell me , Why did they find me even though I was out of sight of the people in golden robes?" Lin Xi asked loudly.

If he hadn't made too much noise when he broke through, he would never have been discovered by the man in the golden robe.

Lin Xi was surprised that Huifa dared to come to her.

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 the poor monk."

"Then what are you doing with such a guilty look?"

"Although it has nothing to do with the poor monk, but..." Huifa bowed his head guiltily and said, "It seems to have something to do with Foxin Temple."

Mingkong Mingjue looked at Huifa in shock.

Uncle, what are you talking about.

How could this kind of thing have anything to do with Foxin Temple?

From their point of view, Foxin Temple is a Buddhist holy place that implements the Dharma, floats out of 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 in his heart.

If Huifa knew that Buddhism was related to the golden-robed man, why should he block the golden-robed man for himself.

"Amitabha." Huifa sighed: "Since the beginning of cultivation, the poor monk has devoted himself to cultivating Buddha. He doesn't care about worldly affairs and knows little about the affairs in the temple. Those Buddhist seniors should be more clear. The origin of the man in the golden robe is probably the same as that of Buddhism. It has a long history, and it is not surprising that it has an inexplicable connection."

What he said was somewhat justifying Foxin Temple.

But he also admitted that Buddhism has a relationship with the Jinpao people.

Lin Xi was not surprised by this.

Lin Xi sat down, not looking nervous.

The successful implementation of the Ascension Project has given him enough confidence. He is no longer alone. People with confidence have a completely different mentality.

"Is my whereabouts provided by Foxin Temple?" Lin Xi asked.

Huifa was silent for a while: "The poor monk doesn't know."

Sometimes, not knowing is another kind of admission.

"Okay, how does Foxin Temple plan to deal with me?" Lin Xi asked bluntly, "Have you ever thought about sending eminent monks directly to save me?"

"This...of course this is impossible." Huifa hastily denied it.

"Then what should I do? Let you continue to provide my position to the gold-robed people?"

"Poor... The purpose of the poor monk is to take away the two nephews, so that even the Buddha Heart Temple will not find your place as the benefactor."

Obviously Huifa also thinks that Mingkong Mingjue exposed Lin Xi's position.

The two of Ming Kong were overjoyed.

Uncle, you are so kind!

Lin Xi shook her head resolutely: "That's it? Then I could have killed them long ago, why wait until now and waste two karmic fires."

The faces of Ming Kong and the others turned pale in an instant.

"Besides, I'm going to settle down now. Whether my location is exposed or not is that, I don't care." Lin Xi said, "What are you going to give in exchange for your two nephews?"

Huifa was stunned for a long time, hesitantly said: "The poor monk has nothing, I'm afraid he can't give anything, what do you want, benefactor?"

"Simple!"

Lin Xi smiled and said, "I heard that Master is the reincarnation of Arhat?"

"Yes, there is indeed such a saying."

"Then you must be very valued at Foxin Temple. Why don't you tell me the news about the Buddhist sect? If the Buddhist sect wants to deal with me, you should notify me as soon as possible."

"Ah... this."

Huifa was at a loss.

Why does it sound a bit weird.