Chapter 213

"Amitabha, planting evil karma, then getting evil results."

Puhong joined his palms:

"Sin, sin!"

The youth in yellow robes sneered:

"Is it because the old monk Puzhi told you that Zhang Xiaofan has a stubborn temper, and is naturally stubborn, patient, and keeps his promises?"

"He promised things, he will definitely not leak, so he will not expose anything, thereby preserving the reputation of Tianyin Temple."

As soon as this was said, everyone's expressions changed, but most people's eyes still looked confused.

"Recently, I often think, if I expose that I know the 'Great Brahma Prajna', and the Demon Sect's supreme treasure, the Blood-Eater Bead, it will definitely make the three major sects of the righteous path gather together, and be questioned by everyone here."

"And I should be gritting my teeth and not saying anything."

Zhuang Buran emphasized his tone:

"Just like I said back then... even if I die, I won't say it."

His eyes fell on the monks of Tianyin Temple:

"I don't know if the monks who are always compassionate will watch me be beaten to death, or just persuade me verbally, and then come to be a bystander."

"Actually, I can understand it very well. Unjustly killing a Qingyun Sect disciple can both cut off the possibility of the 'Great Brahma Prajna' leaking out, and preserve the thousand-year reputation. Why not do it?"

Everyone heard that the youth in yellow robes actually knew the 'Great Brahma Prajna', the source of all kinds of mysterious techniques of Tianyin Temple, and possessed the Demon Sect's supreme treasure, the Blood-Eater Bead, and their faces showed great surprise.

"Amitabha, Zhang Benefactor has a deep misunderstanding of our temple."

Puhong smiled bitterly and said:

"Faxiang, no need to hide, just say it all. It was Junior Brother who made a mistake back then."

Faxiang's expression was bitter:

"The murderer who killed the entire village of Grass Temple Village at the foot of Qingyun Mountain back then was my Third Junior Uncle, Puzhi Master, who is ranked as one of the four great divine monks."

This sentence was like throwing a huge stone into a calm sea, setting off stormy waves. The expressions of the people in the hall were extremely complex, while Lin Jingyu stood blankly on the spot.

Only to see Faxiang continue to say:

"Third Junior Uncle Puzhi wanted to seek the fruit of immortality, and in the world today, the three religions of Buddhism, Daoism, and Demon are the most prosperous, with the highest and deepest attainments in magic. Among them, Daoist strange arts are profound and mysterious, and each of them is good at their own territory."

"If we can join hands to study, we will definitely be able to break through the mystery of life and death and solve the knot of immortality."

Daoxuan Zhenren heard this and said thoughtfully:

"No wonder Puzhi came to my Qingyun several times in previous years."

Faxiang nodded:

"Because he was politely refused by the Sect Leader Zhenren every time, the last time he went down Qingyun Mountain, he encountered a man in black while staying at Grass Temple Village at night."

"This man in black seemed to want to kidnap this Junior Brother Lin Jingyu, but actually it was to deal with Third Junior Uncle Puzhi, just to seize the evil object Blood-Eater Bead suppressed by his Buddhist law."

"During the period, he hid the world's strange poison, the Seven-Tailed Centipede, on Junior Brother Lin, thereby biting Third Junior Uncle Puzhi, and then used the Qingyun Sect's 'Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Technique', finally forcing him to the point of exhaustion."

"Then Third Junior Uncle Puzhi met Zhang Shidi. He knew he was going to die, and was unwilling to see his lifelong wish unfulfilled, so he had a sudden idea to pass the supreme truth of Tianyin Temple to one person, and then let this person join Qingyun."

"As long as he masters the learning of both families, he will definitely be able to break through the mystery of immortality that has lasted for ten thousand years."

Immediately, everyone's eyes in the hall fell on the youth in yellow robes.

"The reason why Old Monk Puzhi passed the 'Great Brahma Prajna' to me instead of Jingyu should be because he felt his aptitude was too good and too conspicuous."

Faxiang hurriedly said:

"Zhang Shidi, it's not entirely so. Third Junior Uncle Puzhi also passed it to you because he genuinely liked your simple and honest heart, so he not only passed you the 'Great Brahma Prajna' that has never been passed on for thousands of years, but also handed the Blood-Eater Bead to you."

"Putting the fruit before the cause, it's disgusting."

Zhuang Buran said calmly:

"Old Monk Puzhi passing the 'Great Brahma Prajna' to me was just for the obsession in his heart, and handing the Blood-Eater Bead to me was also because he was afraid the man in black would return."

"As for the simple and honest heart you mentioned, he just felt that my temperament could better help him complete the wish he hadn't achieved."

"I think what happened afterwards was that this so-called divine monk who couldn't get rid of the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance had already been eroded by the evil power of the Blood-Eater Bead without knowing it."

"Evil thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart, feeling that I, a village child with mediocre aptitude, how could I successfully join Qingyun, so he wanted to kill all the villagers of Grass Temple Village, and the Qingyun Sect would definitely accept me into the sect because of my orphan status."

After listening, Lin Jingyu finally reached the point where he couldn't bear it anymore. He glared at Faxiang and slashed at him with his sword.

Cangsong Daoren stopped him in time, so he let Qi Hao watch Lin Jingyu, but even so, he still struggled endlessly, tears streaming down his face, and shouted like crazy:

"I want to kill you, kill you..."

Tianyin Temple, led by Puhong and Pukong, all the monks lowered their heads, looking ashamed, and chanted Buddhist names in low voices.

Cangsong Daoren looked serious, looked at Faxiang, and said:

"You didn't say Puzhi was already exhausted, why does Tianyin Temple know the details?"

"Third Junior Uncle Puzhi made friends with a strange person and obtained a strange medicine called 'Three-Day Must-Die Pill'."

"Taking this medicine, no matter how heavy the injury is, it can stimulate all the potential of the body within three days and save his life, but after three days, even if the injury recovers, he will definitely die."

"He rushed back to Tianyin Temple within three days and told the cause and effect one by one."

Faxiang's tone paused, and he said apologetically:

"Junior Brother Lin, you must take care of your body. Let the past be the past, and the future days are still long."

"Just let it pass like this?" Cangsong Daoren sneered:

"Now that the cause and effect are clear, say a thousand, say ten thousand, the culprit is Puzhi. If it weren't for his obsession, how could Grass Temple Village be slaughtered."

"Even mortals know the truth of 'killing for life, paying debts with money'. You Tianyin Temple open your big mouth and feel that you can wipe out the evil debts owed?"

The more he said, the angrier he became. He walked quickly to Daoxuan Zhenren's side, leaning his upper body forward, as if to discuss something.

Daoxuan Zhenren suddenly shook his whole body, a numb and itchy feeling instantly spread over half of his body, and he only felt dizzy, chest tightness, and unbearable.

Cangsong Daoren's cold and stern face showed a hint of ferocity. Seeing the strange object crawling out of his sleeve biting Daoxuan Zhenren, taking advantage of him forcibly stabilizing his mind and suppressing the severe poison on his body, he made a move.

With a "boom", one person still stood on the spot, while the other was shaken to the entrance of Yuqing Hall.

Between everyone's unpreparedness, I saw Daoxuan Zhenren's right hand trembling, black blood flowing from the wound on his finger, and a shocking black energy surging, and even at his abdomen, there was a large area of scarlet blood soaking through.

Cangsong Daoren had a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, holding a short sword as crystal clear as water, and the fresh blood on the sword body dripped onto the ground drop by drop.

On his robe, there was also a strange centipede the size of a palm, with seven forks at the tail, which was the Seven-Tailed Centipede.

(End of chapter)