The demon witch is her white moonlight

Le Xiaoyi followed Zen Master Yongfeng into the side hall, exchanging pleasantries on the way.

Mostly Chan Master Yongfeng was asking, for example, how is Sect Master Qi, how is Sect Master Yan, long time no see, etc., meaningless conversations.

Le Xiaoyi agreed, and his attitude was always humble, neither humble nor overbearing. He chatted with Zen Master Yongfeng all over the world, but no one took the initiative to mention the purpose of Le Xiaoyi's coming to see him today.

When they got to the side hall, Zen Master Yongfeng ordered the little novice to serve tea to Le Xiaoyi. The two talked about the tea ceremony, and Le Xiaoyi also dabbled in the tea ceremony. There was a clanging sound of gold and iron clashing.

"What's going on?" Chan Master Yongfeng stood up, raised his voice, and asked the monks stationed by the door.

The monk took two steps outside, and when he received the definite news, he walked back quickly and reported to Zen Master Yongfeng: "Chan Master, it's not good, people from Xuantian Palace broke into our temple and asked to see you by name."

"Xuantian Palace?" Chan Master Yongfeng's face changed suddenly, and he took several steps back in shock, "Why do they linger! The matter of Bodhi Zen has passed for several years!"

With a pale face, he murmured: "No! No! Master Le, I'm sorry!" As he spoke, he left Le Xiaoyi alone in the side hall, turned around and was about to leave, but at the door He was stopped by several men in black.

These black-clothed men who appeared out of nowhere were fierce in appearance and good in cultivation. They nailed their blades into the door frame with a bang, lay them in front of Zen Master Yongfeng, and asked him with a sneer, "Where does the Zen Master want to go?" Brothers, I still want to hear the Zen master talk about the scriptures and talk about the Dharma."

Zen Master Yongfeng was shaking like a sieve. He was seriously injured a few years ago, and now he is only at the beginning of the Alchemy Realm. It is okay to go to remote places to deceive his neighbors, but in the face of many black-clothed men from Xuantian Palace, he has nothing to do. No power to parry.

He is timid and afraid of getting into trouble, because he cherishes his life, so he dare not take risks. After so many years of practice, even if he has reached the Soul Yuan Realm, he is still the least courageous in the entire Bodhi Zen sect.

But it was also because he cherished his life and was afraid of death, so in that accident, after receiving a slap, he lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead. He insisted on holding on until the people in Xuantian Palace retreated, and then he sneaked down the mountain.

This person is not only greedy for life and afraid of death, but also loves money, otherwise he would not turn a good temple into such a mess.

Le Xiaoyi glanced at Zen Master Yongfeng coldly, but there was no contempt in his eyes.

This person may be timid, but who can say that timidity is not a disguise?If it is true what Ji Yuxuan said, Chan Master Yongfeng prepared a careful trap for her during this trip, which is enough to show that Chan Master Yongfeng's mind is not as simple as he seems.

The man holding the machete gathered his scimitar to kill Yongfeng, but when he was about to strike, he heard the sound of nails, and stretched out a sword obliquely from the side, swung away his moves, and protected Chan Master Yongfeng behind him.

"Sect Master Le Shao!" Chan Master Yongfeng thanked Dade, and Le Xiaoyi waved his hand at him, "Leave this to me, and Zen Master please be careful."

After speaking, Le Xiaoyi fought with the visitor.

Zen Master Yongfeng hid in the corner, seeing Le Xiaoyi fighting with the man in black, he immediately tried to leave quietly. He moved out against the wall, and he was only a few steps away from the door. At this moment, Le Xiaoyi He kicked the man in black away violently.

With a bang, the back of the man in black hit the wall, and the brick wall collapsed.

The man in black happened to block Chan Master Yongfeng's path, and grabbed Chan Master Yongfeng with his backhand, pressed the blade against Chan Master Yongfeng's throat, and roared viciously: "Don't move!"

Le Xiaoyi pursed his lips, frowned and said coldly: "The people in Xuantian Palace are still so despicable and shameless!"

Zen Master Yongfeng's face was ashen, his legs were weak, he couldn't stop shaking, even his voice trembled: "You guys, what are you going to do?"

The man in black clutched his collar tightly and threatened: "Be honest! We're not here to take your life, but we're just asking for some information, and if you answer politely, you won't die! Otherwise... hum."

Zen Master Yongfeng was startled by the last cold snort, and his hair stood on end. Fortunately, when he heard the other party say that he didn't need to die, he recovered a little bit of courage, and said calmly: "Then you ask, I will tell you anything."

The man in black glanced at him contemptuously, and said coldly: "Where did you hide the people from Xilong Palace? We chased and killed them all the way up the mountain, but those two people disappeared out of thin air in your temple. If we can't find them, Take your life in exchange!"

Zen Master Yongfeng trembled in fright: "Old Monk, this old Monk is a disciple of Bodhi Zen, how could he hide people from Xilong Palace? It must be, everyone must have made a mistake."

"Don't be sloppy!" The man in black pushed him hard, the tip of the knife almost touching his jaw, as long as his body leaned forward a little, his throat would be cut open.

Cold sweat dripped down Chan Master Yongfeng's forehead. He took a deep breath, not daring to touch the knife edge, but he still refused to tell the truth, and only said: "Here, the people from Xilong Palace are really not in the temple. , Brothers, you are embarrassing me..."

How could the man in black believe him? He glanced at him coldly, and snorted: "Since the Zen master is not willing to cooperate, then we have to wash the monastery with blood!" His scarlet eyes swept around, and he shouted coldly: "Do it!"

Men in black rushed in from the outside one after another. Except for the monks who were slightly cultivated and barely able to fight one or two, the rest of the ordinary monks had no room to resist under the fierce attack of Xuantian Palace. Many people were lying in a pool of blood.

Le Xiaoyi couldn't bear to look closely, and forced himself to harden his heart.

Zen Master Yongfeng watched the tragic death of the monks in the temple for no reason, and was immediately recalled by this scene many years ago. When the Bodhi Zen School encountered a catastrophe, the scene was even more terrifying and desperate than this.

"I said! I said! I said everything! Don't kill people!" Zen Master Yongfeng broke down emotionally, tears streaming down his face, and cried with his head in his arms.

The man in black raised the long knife in his hand, signaled his subordinates behind him to stop, then put the edge of the knife against Zen Master Yongfeng's shoulder, and asked him, "Where are the people from Xilong Palace?"

Zen Master Yongfeng covered his face with his hands, and it took him a while to calm down, his shoulders no longer trembling. He took a deep breath and replied, "They are in the Beiyuan wing."

Hearing this, the man in black winked at the people in Xuantian Palace beside him, and immediately dispatched more than ten people to the Beiyuan wing to arrest them. The man in black sneered and patted Chan Master Yongfeng on the shoulder with the knife, then turned around want to go.

As soon as he turned around, Le Xiaoyi saw a faint silver light flashing across the eyes of Chan Master Yongfeng, and then his fat body stood up, and slapped the man in black on the vest.

The man in black grabbed his throat with his backhand, and then stabbed his chest with a long knife, bringing up a pool of scarlet blood.

Le Xiaoyi was stunned by this scene.

The man in black draws his knife back, suddenly a cold wind hits his face, as soon as he looks up, he sees Le Xiaoyi coming with a sword, pointing the sword at his nose first, the man in black fights with Le Xiaoyi again, but Le Xiaoyi His strength was far above him, and after a few rounds, the man in black was forced to retreat to the foot of the wall.

The members of Xuantian Palace who stayed outside the hall saw that their leader was in danger, and rushed to rescue them one after another, while Le Xiaoyi shouted: "Elder Wu!"

With a flash of Wu Tuo's figure, he stopped in front of many people from Xuantian Palace. With his Traceability Realm cultivation, he was able to deal with these shrimp soldiers and crabs with ease. Punish the Xuantian Palace members who act recklessly.

After Le Xiaoyi forced the man in black to the foot of the wall, Yizhang shocked the man's chest, and the man in black vomited blood and flew upside down, smashing a deep hole on the ground.

After being repelled, this person fell into the crowd, Le Xiaoyi did not pursue him any more, and turned back to the side hall to help Zen Master Yongfeng who fell on the ground.

The Zen master pressed the back of Le Xiaoyi's hand with trembling hands, opened his mouth, and blood foamed from the corner of his mouth, dyeing his dark yellow monk robe bright red.

"Sect Master Le Shao..." The Chan Master opened and closed his lips, uttering a few words with difficulty.

Seeing this, Le Xiaoyi couldn't bear it, his eyes were heavy and helpless, and he responded, "What orders does Zen Master have?"

Zen Master Yongfeng grasped Le Xiaoyi's hand and murmured: "Lecture platform... jade box, there is something you want."

Le Xiaoyi was shocked.

Zen Master Yongfeng swallowed his breath after saying this, his rough arm fell down, the beads on his wrist hit the ground, the thread broke for some reason, and the nanmu beads rolled all over the ground.

Le Xiaoyi was stunned. After an unknown amount of time, Wu Tuo came to Le Xiaoyi's side and called out "Young Sect Master" before she came back to her senses.

Zen Master Yongfeng died with eyes closed, Le Xiaoyi closed his eyes for him, turned his head to look at the corpses of monks everywhere in the courtyard, and the corpses of people from Xuantian Palace, his face was in a daze.

Every dispute kills people, and every dead person is the mark of the branding iron on her body, a sin that she will never erase.

Suddenly, she seemed to understand Ji Yuxuan.

There is no real position, black and white, if you want to go to a high place, you are doomed to step through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, piles of dead bones.

Princes and generals, no one is kind.

They have to move forward, have to face these life and death, face sacrifices.

The man in black struggled to stand up, glanced at Le Xiaoyi, didn't say much, and came back from the people who went to Beiyuan to capture the thief from Xilong Palace, saying that no one missed him, but there was indeed someone from Xilong Palace in that room The breath remains, it should have just left not long ago.

The man in black snorted coldly, he didn't achieve the goal of any mission today, and instead lost a group of manpower, which is very unlucky.

He knew that he was not Le Xiaoyi's opponent, not to mention Le Xiaoyi was carrying the Sword Shadow Guard, so he glared fiercely at Zen Master Yongfeng who was lying on the ground, and waved his hand to signal the Xuantian Palace to retreat.