Move forward a little bit in time.

The reception hall in Shaolin Temple was full of people, but extremely quiet.

Kong Wen sat in the main seat, closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures silently, slowly turning the rosary beads in his hand.

An old woman sat in the air and heard the news, but the lingering anger in her eyebrows made her look cold and mean without any kindness at all.

Behind her, stood a woman with a delicate appearance. Her water-like gentle temperament formed a sharp contrast with the person in front of her, making the woman appear fresh and refined.

But at this moment, the woman was wandering in a daze, wondering what she was thinking. She was holding a sword in one hand and clutching her stomach with the other.

"Master Kongwen, we are here not to be disrespectful to Shaolin, but we just want to ask a question." The woman said sharply: "The Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun, is he in Shaolin now?!"

"Master Miejie, as I just said, Xie Xun has never been to Shaolin." Kong Wen stopped moving and said calmly, "Monks don't lie."

"Are the thieves who killed the five elders of Kongtong on this mountain?!" Master Miejie was too aggressive, his tone full of determination.

Kongwen stopped talking again and continued to spin the rosary.

Master Miejie sneered and continued: "Master Kongwen, all my martial arts colleagues are here today to eliminate demons and defend the Tao.

But the master didn't say a word. Could it be that he wanted to protect the thief? ! "

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the palace changed instantly.

Song Yuanqiao, who was sitting opposite Master Jue, frowned, while the three junior brothers behind him, except Yu Lianzhou, all looked shocked.

Xian Yutong, the leader of Huashan, who was sitting under Song Yuanqiao, waved the folding fan gently in his hand. There was no sadness or joy on his face, as if he didn't smell the growing smell of gunpowder in the air.

Kunlun leader He Taichong and his wife Ban Shuxian, who were sitting next to Master Jue, looked at each other and saw the solemn look in each other's eyes.

As for the Kongtong disciples sitting farthest away, although they were filled with righteous indignation and their eyes were about to burst, no one looked at them, as if they were transparent people.

Without the leader, internal strife within the Kongtong sect continued.

If it were not for the sake of justice this time, I am afraid that the disciples of the Kongtong Sect would not even be able to enter this hall.

After another period of suffocating silence, Kong Wen sighed softly and finally said: "If you have nothing else to do, please come back.

This is my internal Shaolin matter and does not require the intervention of others. "

"Internal matters?" Master Miejie's voice became colder and she said in a deep voice, "Isn't that the Dragon-Slaying Sword also in Shaolin's pocket?"

"What do Master Miejie mean by these words?" Kongwen raised his hand to stop Kongxing behind him, looked at Miejie and asked, "How can we, a monk, covet that kind of thing?"

That's impossible to say.

Extinction sneered in his heart.

At this moment, Xian Yutong suddenly said: "Master Kongwen doesn't need to fight with us here.

Today it is rare for all major sects to get together, so they might as well open the skylight and speak frankly.

The first thing we did when we came here was to punish the thieves who killed the five elders of Kongtong on the spot.

It is our righteous duty to eliminate demons and evil. Master, can you agree? "

Kongwen remained silent and closed his eyes again.

Xian Yutong's expression did not change and he thought to himself: "The second thing is to capture Xie Xun.

We have found out that Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king and the Dharma King of the Demonic Cult, used the name of Cheng Kun to cause trouble in the world and kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Although he has not taken action against our disciples, he cannot be allowed to continue causing trouble to the world!

The master of suffering is waiting outside the gate of Shaolin Mountain. The reason why he did not rush to attack him is because he cares about Shaolin's face.

They also know that Shaolin, as a master of martial arts, is the fairest in the first instance.

They hope Shaolin can give them justice.

Master Kongwen, is this request not too much? "

Kongwen recited the Buddha's name but received no answer.

'The thief, the bald donkey, is really calm! '

Xian Yutong cursed secretly in his heart and continued: "This third item is to find the most precious martial arts treasure, the Dragon Slaying Knife. Then everyone will sit down and talk to determine the ownership of the Dragon Slaying Knife."

"Shaolin is full of monks and it is not convenient to participate in this matter." Kong Wen said lightly: "Just go and talk with a few donors."

"After I discuss this matter, I will send the result to the master for review!"

Kongwen heard the chilling tone in Xian Yutong's words, frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

"Eradicate the demon sect!" Xian Yutong gritted his teeth and said each word, and his words made the hall feel a little colder.

"We have received the news that the demon sect Yang Dingtian is dead, the demon sect is leaderless, and is now on the verge of falling apart!

Everyone here has some grudges against the demon sect.

Why not take advantage of this opportunity to eradicate the bane of the world in one fell swoop!

One is to restore peace to the world, the other is to grudge relatives and friends, and the third is to temper his disciples.

Why not do it if you kill three birds with one stone? "

Except for Kong Wen, everyone in the hall had no trouble on their faces. They seemed to have known about this for a long time.

Only Ji Xiaofu looked a little nervous, and her hand holding her stomach became harder and harder.

"Yang Dingtian is dead?" Kong Wen asked in surprise: "How could it be?!"

"It's absolutely true!" Xian Yutong said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have to thank Shaolin for this. If it weren't for Yuanzhen, we would have been deceived by the Demon Cult!"

"Yuanzhen?!" Kong Wen couldn't sit still at all, and almost crushed the rosary in his hand to pieces, "He hasn't returned to the mountain for a long time, how could he come to you?"

"It's a long story." Xian Yutong rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "I wonder if I can let Master Kongjian come out to see him."

"What are you going to do?" Kong Wen's face was expressionless, but the corners of his eyes began to twitch slightly.

Xian Yutong noticed something strange about Kong Wen, and the smile on his lips grew thicker, and he said in a deep voice, "It's a matter of great importance. If we can see Master Kong Wen here, we can feel more at ease."

"My senior brother is currently in retreat, and it's not convenient to see guests." Kong Wen refused firmly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of everyone in the hall immediately changed subtly.

Master Miejie said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, what Yuan Zhen said is the same.

Master Kongwen, I know that Buddhism talks about letting go, but I never thought that I could let go of such deep hatred!

That Lu Yuan caused great damage to Kong Jian's master's skills, yet you Shaolin people still want to protect him, it's really the most ridiculous thing in the world! "

"What are you talking about!" Kongxing couldn't bear it any longer and pointed at Mie Jue: "Even if you are the head of Emei, you can't be disrespectful to my senior brother!"

"Hmph!" Miejie sneered, "Disrespectful? I'm just telling the truth.

To eradicate the demon sect, the righteous people should be brave enough to take the lead, but now Shaolin is pushing back and forth. Who knows what is fishy in this! "

"Bold!" Kong Xing shouted angrily and was about to take action.

When everyone saw this and wanted to dissuade him, they suddenly fell silent in unison.

After a while, everyone looked towards the back mountain and murmured: "Such a strong sword intention!"

Song Yuanqiao looked solemn and asked Kong Wen seriously: "Could that person just now be Lu Yuan?"

Kong Wen was also confused and extremely confused.

The fleeting Qi just now was clearly the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle that the three uncles practiced hard.

Aren't the masters in retreat?

Why did you get involved with Donor Lu and the others? !

At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of the hall.

Everyone looked at him in confusion, their expressions changing slightly.

I saw Sora holding a young novice monk standing at the door with a tired look on his face, clasping his hands together and saluting everyone.

Although Kong Jian's strength was now weakened beyond everyone's imagination, none of the people present had received this gift in their lifetime. They all got up to avoid it and greeted Kong Jian as a junior.

"I heard that you are looking for a poor monk?" Kong Jian took a breath and said weakly: "I am now a man of few words.

Today I can only rely on my old age and sell my old age.

I wonder if you could give me a chance to say something? "

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