Chapter 656 Bad News, Crisis at Qinglong Temple
The Sheriff's Mansion
"Is there any news from Huijue at [Dashan Temple]?"
Tianding Gong has been waiting. News from [Shanhemen].
The black-haired old man in front of him said with a solemn expression: "Huijue failed. It is impossible to know whose hands he died in, but a shocking sword intent appeared in [Shanhe Gate]."
"It should be that [Qinglong Club] has a master of swordsmanship in [Shanhe Gate]. Judging from the strength, he is a strong man in the sea."
"However, many disciples of [Shanhe Gate] died tragically, and the overall strength is [ Shanhemen] is very bad.”
Hearing the black-haired old man’s words, Lord Tianding frowned slightly.
“This plan for [Shanhe Gate] seems to have completely failed.”
“[Qinglonghui] is very powerful here.”
While Lord Tian Ding was speaking, he slowly stood up from his seat, walked to the door of the hall, and looked at the night outside with his hands behind his hands.
"After we finish this step, the [Qinglong Club] will move next."
"Have you found the whereabouts of Li Chenzhou, the head of the Three Dragons?"
" The focus now is not on other people, as long as we find this Li Chenzhou and kill him, our purpose of coming this time will be achieved!"
Tian Ding said openly.
"The approximate range has been determined. If you give me another day, I will definitely find Li Chenzhou's location."
The black-haired old man said with certainty.
"The Twenty-Four Swordsmen have arrived. If they find Li Chenzhou, they will inform me to take action and fight them. It will be detrimental to us."
Tian Dinggong said in a deep voice.
This is the territory of the [Blue Dragon Club]. It is extremely disadvantageous to collide with the opponent here.
If you want to behead, behead the dragon.
After saying that, he walked out of the hall.
The next day.
The sound of bells rang out from inside [Qinglong Temple].
Back Mountain Tower Forest.
Early in the morning, the disciples who were cleaning the Tallin discovered the body of Abbot Fu De. He looked horrified and yelled. After a brief inspection, some monks quickly brought the body back to the main hall.
And quickly informed the three major abbots of [Qinglong Temple].
A monk wearing a golden cassock appeared at the door of the main hall.
“I have met Dharma King Zhiyuan.”
The monks in the hall saluted when they saw the visitor.
This person is the third host whom Wuhua did not kill, Dharma King Zhiyuan, who has the ability to transform the Dantian into the sea.
“The other two hosts haven’t arrived yet!”
Dharma King Zhiyuan said.
“Not yet!”
The middle-aged monk in front of him replied.
"How is the investigation going in the back mountain?"
"There are very few traces of the fight. We only found traces of the abbot's one move, and nothing else. After one move, the abbot had no chance to make a move, but we No wounds were found on the abbot’s body, and the expression on the abbot’s face was very strange.”
The middle-aged monk informed him of the investigation.
Hearing this, Dharma King Zhiyuan came to Abbot Fude. After investigating, he looked solemn
“It is somewhat unlikely that he died of a mental breakdown.”
"Although the abbot's strength is not in Dantian Transformation Sea, he practices the Tripitaka of Life and Death, and his mind is no weaker than that of ordinary people who are strong in Dantian Transformation Sea. How could his mind collapse and die all of a sudden?"
Dharma King Zhiyuan said in his voice. With a hint of doubt.
“It’s not good!”
At this time, a young monk rushed into the hall.
Looking pale,
"What happened?" The middle-aged monk in the hall said sternly when he saw this.
“Dharma King Tianyuan has been killed!”
Hearing this, the expressions of the monks in the hall changed.
I just wanted to say something.
Another monk also ran in, his face also turned pale and said: "The Dharma King of the Precious Dharma has passed away!"
"What!" Upon hearing the news, everyone had a look of horror on their faces.
Previously they thought it was just the abbot who was in trouble, but they didn’t expect that even the two abbots were in trouble.
“Let’s go!” the leader, monk Zhiyuan, said.
The group first came to the Zen room of Dharma King Baozhi.
Outside the Zen room, several young monks looked sad.
“We entered the Zen room and His Holiness was sitting cross-legged. We didn’t dare to disturb him, but after waiting for a while we found that His Holiness had no breath!”
Seeing His Holiness Zhiyuan, a man in front of the Zen room The young monk spoke.
Dharma King Zhiyuan led people into the Zen room.
When he came to the Precious Dharma King, he looked startled, examined it carefully, and said solemnly: "The acupuncture point was tapped, and the energy finally penetrated into the brain and died. The finger force was strong."< br>
"Send the body of Dharma King Baozhi to the main hall, and let's go to Dharma King Tianyuan!"
After saying that, he quickly led people to the Zen room of Dharma King Tianyuan.
Someone is already checking here.
"Dharma King Tianyuan died after being pierced through his heart with finger force. The finger force was strong and fierce, somewhat similar to the Vajra Heavenly Zen Finger of [Dashan Temple]."
A monk saw Zhiyuan. Queen Dharma came forward and said.
"Dharma King Baozhi also died under the fierce force of his fingers. Move the body of Dharma King Tianyuan into the main hall first!"
Dharma King Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.
A group of people returned to the main hall with the body.
Three corpses are placed in the center of the main hall.
“Do you know why the abbot went to the Back Mountain Tallinn?”
Dharma King Zhiyuan asked the monk serving beside the abbot.
"Last night, the abbot received a letter, so he went out. As for the content of the letter, the young monk doesn't know!"
The monk replied.
“Letter!”
Hearing this, Dharma King Zhiyuan came to Abbot Fude’s body and checked it, but found no letter.
His brows furrowed slightly.
"The Dharma King, who can send a letter to the abbot, should be someone familiar to the abbot."
A monk said.
"This matter is not simple. Maybe it is me [Qinglong Temple] who is in great catastrophe. I will go to the back mountain to meet the ancestors and ask the ancestors to come out of the mountain and take charge of [Qinglong Temple]."
< br>Dharma King Zhiyuan spoke.
When his voice fell.
A figure quickly walked in from outside the hall.
"Senior Brother Zhiyuan, what's going on?"
The person who came was a thin monk wearing plain clothes. When he saw three corpses on the ground, his expression changed. Big changes.
“The abbot and the other two hosts were killed last night!”
"What did you find out about the situation outside?"
The person who came was Zen Master Zhiming, the disciple of Dharma King Zhiyuan.
“Huijue, who received the news from [Dashan Temple], attacked and killed [Shanhe Gate] in the name of [Qinglong Temple], but [Shanhe Gate] contained kendo masters from [Qinglong Club].”< br>
"Monk Huijue and all the people he brought with him are dead. Now Zhuge Zhengwo from [Shanhemen] is taking the bodies of these people from Lingnan County to come to me [Qinglong Temple]."
Zhiming The Zen Master spoke.
"[Dashan Temple] they actually attacked the Shanhe Gate in my name [Qinglong Temple], how could they do this!"
"Could it be that the abbot and the others died in revenge of the [Qinglong Society]."
A monk with white eyebrows spoke.
“This should be impossible. It is impossible for the abbot to allow people from [Qinglong Society] to meet in the back mountain pagoda. Is it possible that people from [Dashan Temple] took action? Both Tianyuan Dharma King and Baozhi Dharma King were just killed. Killed by fierce pointing!"
An old monk beside him said.
"Don't discuss this matter. I will ask the ancestor to come out of seclusion first!"
"We will take action after reporting everything to the ancestor!"
Zhiyuan is only one of the three hosts. If you are not the abbot, you cannot manage the entire temple, so you need to ask the ancestor to decide this matter.
(End of this chapter)