Chapter 1015

Now, being spoken to like this by Shangguan Haitang, even though Liaofan's cultivation of character was excellent, he could not help but speak out,

"Villa Master Shangguan, what is the meaning of your words?

Could it be that what my Shaolin has done are all unrighteous acts?

Your Guihai Yidao first killed Jian Jingfeng and Qilin Zi, then killed my Shaolin's Liaokong and Liaojie.

Do these all count as righteous acts, then?"

"Uh..."

Shangguan Haitang only then realized that she had inadvertently said the wrong thing.

Her eyes darted around, thinking about how to gloss over this point.

Unexpectedly, Guihai Yidao saw Shangguan Haitang in distress, and he could not help but retort directly,

"Master Liaofan, one person acts, one person takes responsibility.

I killed the people; what does it have to do with Haitang?

Whatever you want to do, come at me!"

"Good! Good! Do you truly think that with the God Marquis here, this old monk has no way to deal with you?"

Liaofan was so provoked by Guihai Yidao that he was hopping mad.

He immediately ordered,

"Shaolin martial monks, deploy the Arhat Staff Formation.

Today, we must avenge Liaokong and Liaojie."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the Shaolin martial monks gathered from all directions.

This Shaolin Arhat Staff Formation was the temple-protecting great formation of Shaolin.

It was not easily deployed, and once deployed, I fear even Zhu Wushi would not dare to underestimate it.

Hearing that Liaokong wanted to deploy the Shaolin Arhat Staff Formation, the Iron-Gall God Marquis's expression changed, and he glared at Shangguan Haitang.

Subsequently, he said to Liaofan,

"Master Liaofan, grant Zhu a small favor.

I guarantee it with the title of the Iron-Gall God Marquis!

Once I have investigated clearly, if everything was indeed done by Yidao, I will certainly go to Shaolin to give your temple an explanation.

If it was not, I will surely capture the true culprit, how about that?"

"What true culprit? It is just..."

Huikong was angry upon hearing this and prepared to retort.

"Enough, enough! Since the God Marquis has said so, Liaofan will comply.

I only hope the God Marquis will clarify the facts soon and return justice to my Shaolin."

Liaofan did not wait for Huikong to finish speaking, immediately flicked his sleeve, and blocked his mouth.

Subsequently, he spoke to the three of them, the Iron-Gall God Marquis.

"Thank you, Master Liaofan! Farewell!"

The Iron-Gall God Marquis cupped his hands, expressing his thanks.

Then he turned and left, heading down the mountain.

After walking a few steps, feeling that Shangguan Haitang and Guihai Yidao were still in place, he turned back and said,

"What? Are you not following?"

"Hee hee! I knew Foster Father loved Haitang the most."

Shangguan Haitang immediately laughed, pulled Guihai Yidao, who was standing still, and the two followed the Iron-Gall God Marquis's pace.

When the three disappeared on the mountain path, Huikong hurriedly asked Liaofan,

"Abbot, why?"

"He is the Iron-Gall God Marquis, the current Imperial Uncle, and also the number one expert in the world."

Liaofan said with a bitter smile,

"Even if we forcibly kept them here to preserve our Shaolin reputation, could we still practice Buddhism here with peace of mind afterward?"

"This..."

Huikong was stunned upon hearing this, and the nearby martial monks were even more dumbfounded.

Although what Liaofan said made some sense, the monks still felt it was wrong.

"But our Shaolin's thousand-year clean reputation—are we to bow to his, Zhu Wushi's, power today?"

At this time, another monk of the 'Liao' generation came out from the temple and questioned Liaofan.

"Junior Brother Liaoming!"

Liaofan put his palms together in a salute to him, then explained,

"Since Zhu Wushi has guaranteed it with his title, even if he reneges, we can still go through other channels to file an imperial complaint with His Majesty the Emperor.

Besides, I have always felt that the deaths of Liaojie and Liaokong have some oddities."

"Hmm? What oddities?"

Many monks had gathered nearby, and hearing the Abbot's words, they all craned their necks to listen.

"Junior Brother Liaokong's cultivation, although slightly weaker than mine, was also extraordinary.

Senior Brother Liaojie goes without saying; his cultivation was far above mine."

Liaofan frowned and explained slowly,

"Yet both of them died successively at the hands of Guihai Yidao.

But I know Guihai Yidao's cultivation.

One-on-one, it would be impossible for him to win against me!

Therefore, it looks like the killer is Guihai Yidao, but in reality?

In the Wu Lin, there is no lack of evil arts!"

"Eh?"

The group of monks was shocked upon hearing this.

Here, the Shaolin monks were discussing Guihai Yidao's killing.

On the other side, in the direction Zhou Zhiruo fled, another matter was happening.

It turned out that Chilaowen was forced by Duan Tianya and fled in a panic.

Zhou Zhiruo took advantage of this gap and hurriedly took Miejue Shitai, wanting to leave right then.

This time, she had eaten the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom; it could be said that although it was beneficial to her, she had not completed the mission.

But the cost was that her Senior Uncle Gu Hongzi had died an unnatural death.

This time, sneaking into the Shaolin Temple could be said to be a total loss.

Moreover, Zhou Zhiruo also felt very strange: why did everyone else demand the Heavenly Fragrant Cardamom from her?

The old man, who was also a martial artist from the Great Ming of the Nine Provinces, only thought about her Heaven-Reliant Sword?

Logically speaking, this old man should have entered this foreign Great Ming first.

Then the Heavenly Dao Hundred Flowers Ranking announced her.

Therefore, how did this old man know about the Immortal-grade Heaven-Reliant Sword and the secret of the Heaven-Reliant and Dragon-Slaying?

Just as Zhou Zhiruo's heart was filled with doubts, unexpectedly, she felt an invisible wall of Qi rise in front of her, blocking her path.

Although this wall of Qi was invisible and intangible, Zhou Zhiruo was, after all, an expert of the Heaven-Human Realm.

While traveling, she had long since released her martial intent, so she was able to perceive it.

With a stir in her heart, she immediately understood that she had still been caught up by someone.

Immediately, her feet moved, she performed a graceful backflip, hugged Miejue Shitai, and ran in another direction.

"Good little girl, you actually discovered it! Where are you running!"

A sharp whistle, and then an invisible and intangible strange force suddenly spread toward Zhou Zhiruo from all directions like an octopus.

This strange force, when Zhou Zhiruo perceived it, was still a hundred paces away.

Just as she was thinking about what this was and how to deal with or avoid it, in an instant.

She saw this strange force suddenly exert power and arrive within a foot of Zhou Zhiruo.