Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 57 The Truth Comes Out

Seeing that his master had actually killed the most senior Chan Master Liao Yin in the monastery, Guangming was extremely astonished.

But he knew there was no going back now.

Win or lose, that's all.

What's more, they are actually not without a chance of winning.

They brought two of the four personal soldiers that Master Putuo could directly order.

There is another one that is guarding above the parapet.

There is also a team of well-trained crossbowmen standing high.

Not without the power to fight.

Standing in front of Master Putuo, he also shouted loudly:

"Brothers, today you killed all these so-called Zen masters and eminent monks who turned black and white, and you are the great heroes."

"At that time, all the prominent positions in the South Shaolin Temple will naturally be held by the people who have made the most contributions today!"

Putuo's personal soldiers were immediately inspired by what he said.

Who doesn't want to stand out?
If given the chance, who would want to be a trash fish being called around for the rest of his life?
Seeing that the situation was not right, Lin Pingzhi hurriedly shouted:

"Soldiers, you just saw it in person, because the old Zen master just let Putuo face the wall for a year."

"It's Putuo, the traitor who went mad and murdered the elders. It's really rebellious and unreasonable."

"You were bewitched by Putuo and Guangming's master and disciple before, so you did things for them."

"If you can get lost and return at this time, you will be fine."

Zen Master Pushen immediately understood Lin Pingzhi's intention after hearing Lin Pingzhi's words.

He shouted: "Soldiers, as long as you put down your weapons and stop helping Zen Master Putuo..."

"My Discipline Institute can take the lead in guaranteeing that I will never punish any of you."

"Not only that, each person will also receive a reward of ten taels of silver, which can be received today!"

Hearing what they said, Putuo's soldiers felt their hot blood cool down again.

Who doesn't want to live in peace?

If it was not forced by life, who would be willing to take risks and risk life and death?

At this time, if you submit to the other party, not only will you be fine, but you will also get ten taels of silver.

Zen Master Pushen, the deacon of the precepts academy, vouched for this, which is credible.

One person dropped his weapon and walked towards Zen Master Pushen.

Guangming was startled, knowing that as long as he made this move, a large number of his own people would follow.

The Buddhist beads in his hand shot out and hit the man on the back of the head.

The man was hit by the bead, his brains popped out immediately, and he died on the spot.

Guangming said: "There are people who betrayed my master, just like him!"

Seeing his miserable state, the other soldiers trembled.

Guangming was afraid that there would be changes if it was too late, so he shouted: "Do it!"

After all, Putuo's personal soldiers were still loyal to his master and disciples, obeying orders and holding their weapons to attack the Zen masters.

Seeing that there was no possibility of reconciliation, Pu Shen also said loudly:

"The elite disciples of the Arhat formation and the law-enforcement monks of the Discipline Academy listen to the order..."

"Putuo deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors, and committed heinous crimes, which is an unforgivable crime."

"It is the same crime to have someone who helps him commit the crime."

"You don't have to show mercy, take them down one by one!"

Touch and go, mixed up.

Zen master Putuo has lost his mind and lost his mind. He holds a dagger in his hand and kills anyone he sees.

Several law enforcement monks were killed by him.

Guangming also killed many monks with the Buddhist beads in his hands while calling for his own soldiers to do it.

But he immediately saw a person walking towards him slowly.

Seeing this person, Guangming's face became fierce, and he said:

"Without your Lin family, my master would have sat on the abbot's seat safely by now."

"You bastard refused to hand over the evil sword manual without hesitation, and even informed the abbot."

"That's why we were caught by these old foxes."

Lin Pingzhi looked at Guangming with sympathy in his eyes.

He shook his head and said, "You haven't figured it out yet."

"What kind of framing and framing, and the lack of virtue, are just excuses for conviction."

"You masters and disciples have reached this point only because you want to seize the position of abbot."

After hearing his words, Guangming was confused.

He seemed to understand some of what Lin Pingzhi said.

But it doesn't seem to be.

In the end he waved his hand and said, "I know you deliberately concealed your strength last time."

"There is still a real contest between us."

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said, "I know you are too. Another match today?"

Guang Ming said: "It's a competition."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Is life and death a matter of life and death?"

Guangming said: "Separating the top and the bottom is life and death."

Buddha beads shot.

Although he said it was a competition, he obviously didn't mind killing Lin Pingzhi in any way.

Beads are fast, very sudden.

Like shooting stars in the sky.

It always flies by very quickly when people don't expect it.

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect that Guangming would suddenly send out Buddhist beads while he was talking.

I didn't expect that the beads would be so fast.

When meteors fly by, some people will always leave some regrets.

Will the flying beads make Lin Pingzhi leave this world with regret?

Guangming is obviously very confident in his move.

This move is made by him with the superior inner strength of Shaolin Ultimate Bliss Kungfu.

This blissful kung fu has been practiced hard to reach the level two, and it is his most proud kung fu.

He firmly believes that anyone who is unprepared will be sent to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss by his own prayer beads.

But Lin Pingzhi was not hit by the bead.

Just when the beads suddenly shot out and were about to pass through the forehead.

He moved his shoulders.

Between this side of the head, the Buddha beads flew past the tip of his ear.

Guangming knew that Lin Pingzhi practiced evil swordsmanship, kung fu and body movements very quickly.

But no matter what, he never imagined that it could be faster than the Buddhist beads that he suddenly released with the full power of the second-grade bliss kung fu.

Then he saw Lin Pingzhi flashing over.

Holding a sword in his hand.

The name of the sword bears the shadow, killing without shadow.

When he reacted, Lin Pingzhi's Chengying sword had pierced into his lower abdomen.

It was too late for him to display the unique Shaolin skills he had practiced for more than ten years.

Lin Pingzhi drew out his sword, looked at Guangming who had fallen backwards, and said:

"Sometimes too much talent may not be a good thing. In the next life, learn from your brother Guangcong and be a mortal."

Guangming fell backwards to the ground, his eyes were full of surprise.

Surprised how there is such a fast sword in this world.

When Guangming fell, the internal strife around him stopped abruptly before it even started.

Zong Ning, the master of Baihua Valley, Abbot Liao Yuan, Zen Master Liao Kong, and all other eminent monks of ordinary generation.

And one hundred and eight disciples of the Arhat formation, and many law enforcement monks.

How could Putuo's personal soldiers who had no intention of fighting to the death be able to resist?

It didn't take long for Zen Master Putuo to be captured by Zong Ning and Abbot Liao Yuan.

Seeing Zen Master Putuo captured, the other soldiers who were already weak in fighting spirit naturally had no fighting spirit anymore.

They threw down their weapons one after another and surrendered.

On the city wall, Deputy Commander Zheng, who was good at adapting to the wind, shouted loudly:
"Putuo Chan Master was insane and killed the elders. He is not ashamed for all of us."

"We are soldiers of the South Shaolin Temple, and we only obeyed Abbot Yuan's orders!"

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On a secluded road two hundred feet away, a team of 600 monks and soldiers stood ready.

The leader is South Shaolin Temple Puzhi, with a dignified expression.

In Puzhi's thirties, he was not listed as a deacon. He was only training monks and soldiers for the monastery, and he only obeyed the orders of the abbot.

After he heard a monk rushing to report, his face turned calm.

He murmured: "Putuo was captured, and Abbot Wuyou is destined, so we don't need to dispatch this time. Go back to the temple."

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Everything is off.

Liao Yuan turned around and walked towards the temple.

His current identity is still the abbot of South Shaolin Temple.

And no one can threaten his position.

When there was no one around, Abbot Liao Yuan's eyes suddenly changed.

His benevolent face burst into something meaningful.

It is an undisguised pride.

Then, he saw Lin Pingzhi somewhere, looking at him.

His eyes immediately became compassionate and peaceful, and a kind smile appeared on his face again.

Lin Pingzhi also smiled.

In this arena, as long as you can still laugh, you might as well laugh a little longer.

Zen Master Pushen followed Abbot Yuan, walking slowly.

For a moment, Lin Pingzhi mistook him for Putuo.

Maybe a few years later, he will be the next Putuo.

The clever and quick-witted little monk Zongling followed behind Pushen respectfully.

He followed very closely, as if afraid that the thigh would abandon him.

The thing that makes his eyes emit an unconcealable light is called power.

These great figures no longer need to care about the corpses on the ground, and the wounded soldiers howling.

The monk soldiers with numb expressions cleaned up the mess of their companions.

Suddenly the huge bell in the temple rang.

The melodious bell sounded from afar.

It seems to be able to wash away people's memory.

This thousand-year-old temple is naturally still so quiet, peaceful, and indifferent to the world.

It's just that in the South Shaolin Temple of Nuo Da, it seems that the only person who is devoted to Buddha is the one who is called the owner of Baihua Valley who is full of evil and has killed countless evils.

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After all, it is still out of the South Shaolin Temple pass.

Lin Pingzhi returned to his carefree attitude.

Stroll on the road.

Thinking about where to check in first to earn random rewards from the system.

We can't stay in this temple any longer.

There are still thousands of beautiful chivalrous women who endure the coldness of the boudoir, waiting for him to comfort them.

The system also sends blessings just right:

[Ding, I have walked out of the South Shaolin Temple and completed a journey in the rivers and lakes. The system will randomly give you a gift bag.

Will the host receive it immediately?

If yes, please press 1, if not, please press 2, to return to the previous floor, please press *, for manual service, please press.]

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this day,
I met my ex-husband Zong Ning as I wished.

Annihilation of grievances.

Mrs. Baihua also left the South Shaolin Temple.

Lightly touch the ground with bare feet, the breeze blows the sleeves of clothes,
Like a fairy in Lingbo, like a happy Xuannv.

(End of this chapter)