Jieping's heart was like a hundred big drums pounding, but his expression was dull.

He walked out of the crowd and stood in front of the head of the Heavenly King Hall. In the past, the master and apprentice had never stood so close!

Jie Ping looked up and saw that the eyebrows of the head seat were almost white. He felt ache in his heart, "Master is a little older!"

At this time, the head of Tianwang Temple opened his mouth, "Jieping, let me ask you, this time there was an accident in martial law. Someone secretly put the charming fox incense in his incense burner!"

"This kind of pickled filth is specially used to block the surroundings and disrupt the five senses!"

"Who is it that he is using this assault on his fellow disciples?"

Jieping's thoughts were circulating in his mind, and he had already passed on his behavior, and believed that he had no flaws.

So he plucked up his courage and replied, "Master, I really don't know."

"But since the murderer takes action, there must be traces to be found. Just go to the martial law junior brother's room to check it out and find clues!"

Jieping's words seem fair, but in fact he is determined. He does things cleanly and does not leave any flaws.

Hearing his words, the expression of the head of Tenno Temple became even more sad. He stared at Jieping and shook his head, "Child, do you remember, did I say anything to you?"

Jie Ping was stunned. He was studying scriptures at the head of the city and criticized him with his ears and faces. He heard a lot of lessons and could not think of that for a moment.

Before he could answer, the headmaster had already spoken, "You are too angry. If you don't know how to control yourself, you will most likely harm others and yourself!"

After saying that, the head of Tianwang Temple stood up and never looked at Jieping again. He walked straight to the abbot's chairman and bowed his knees, "I am guilty!"

"Junior brother, please get up!"

The abbot glanced at Jieping, "The sin lies with others, there is no need to take it yourself!"

Jieping's heart is like sinking into an ice cave, becoming colder and colder.

When he spoke, he couldn't even hear his thin voice.

"Abbot, Master, and all the uncles, please make it clear, what did the disciple do wrong?"

Jieping was sad and angry. Why did he think that I was injuring martial law without saying a word?

Could it be that just because he is the son of the abbot, he has to favor everything and regard my years of hard work as nothing?

"Jieping, you don't know what you did wrong?"

The head of Tenno Temple, with his back to him, his voice was generous and steady.

"Disciple doesn't know!"

Jie Ping was breathing heavily, "Someone must have framed me, Master, you are justice for me!"

"Crazy, you..."

Fang Dou was on the side, anxious. Jieping refused to admit it, so he would show evidence.

As an outsider, he is not easy to take action. If he has the chance, he can trace the remaining ashes back to the person who started the attack with one chance.

The abbot was too lazy to say much to Jieping, so he turned around and nodded to the head of Guanyin Hall, "Come and make him give up!"

From the face of the head of Guanyin Hall, you can see that his vein is in line with similar characteristics, just like Jikong, his skin is fair and his appearance is like a boy or a girl.

The legend says that this first seat is at least fifty or sixty years old, but from the outside, he can be at most thirty years old.

He walked to Jieping and smiled kindly, "Jieping, don't be nervous."

"Uncle Master..."

At the first seat of Guanyin Hall, with his palms together, a lotus the size of a basin was shaken out.

The petals of the lotus bloom outwards in turn, revealing a circular mirror in the center, which is vertically shining in front of the ring plane.

The head of Guanyin Hall said lightly, "Have you ever heard that my Shu Sect has a magical power called the Buddha's Eye of the Past, Present, and Future!"

Jieping twitched inside and forced a smile, "Can Uncle Master?"

"Just joking, uncle doesn't!"

The tone of the first seat of Guanyin Hall was as normal, just like chatting with younger generations on a daily basis, which made Jieping's inner tension gradually fade.

In the crowd, Jie Kong hung the rosary on his wrists and folded his hands together.

He was mourning in his heart, for Jieping, a fellow disciple who had a good relationship, because Jiekong knew that once the master took action, he would not be able to escape no matter how you hide it.

Jieping didn't know it, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, Uncle Master has a magical power called the "Xiaoyuan Mirror Art", which is a bit obvious!"

"My explanation has the 'theory of birth and death', one condition is born, one condition is destroyed, and all things are born and destroyed, and all things are born and destroyed, and they all have the law of fate!"

"There are causes and effects in the world. The line that connects causes and effects is fate!"

"You can erase the traces of external appearance, but you cannot erase the residue of fate!"

"The Little Fate Mirror Art is to illuminate the 'fate' hidden among all things!"

Jieping felt his throat dry and asked softly, "Is there really such a magical power?"

"The Heavenly King Hall practices a physical Bodhisattva and is not good at supernatural powers. Xiaoyuan Jing Jue is also my unique supernatural powers. It is understandable that you don't know!"

The first seat of Guanyin Palace nodded gently, held the lotus mirror with both hands, and said softly, "Don't hide!"

Jie Ping was tied up with a move by the clear mirror, standing still.

The mirror light was like water, and the waves fluctuated a few times to calm down. The scene that appeared inside made Jieping frightened.

The monks around saw the mirror light and when the monks were rushing to the road, Jieping sneaked and found a special incense burner for martial law, and stuffed something into it.

Without asking, you can tell that this thing is the "Fox Scent".

Jiekong closed his eyes, his fellow disciple was finished.

Jie Ping's hands and feet were getting cold. What he thought was private could not be hidden at all.

Childish, too childish.

"Hahaha!"

Jieping laughed loudly, making her laugh so hard that she couldn't help but feel angry.

The head of the Heavenly King Hall, his voice was extremely calm, "Abbot, Jieping harmed his fellow disciples, I will never shelter my Heavenly King Hall. I would like to give you a decree!"

The abbot sighed softly, "Junior brother, how can I not know? He grew up with you since he was a child and was like a father and son, but Jieping harmed his fellow disciples and colluded with monsters. This is a taboo!"

The first seat of the Heavenly King Hall was silent, and then said, "Please submit the decree and send the precepts to pass away!"

Jieping looked at his back, his eyes full of despair, "Master!"

"Forget it!"

The abbot sighed softly, "Transfer to my decree and take Jieping back to Fuyuan Temple, and pass it into the Talin Forest to guard the tomb. You will never take a step in your life!"

Jieping yelled wildly, "I want to hold me to death, don't think about it!"

"Why are you, a villain, stubborn?"

At the head of the Heavenly King Hall, he stretched out his hand and the golden light penetrated into the chest of the ring.

The young monk fell to the ground softly on the spot, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't say a word.

"I used the technique of 'locking the golden dragon' to seal off all my martial law cultivation. I could not use it in this life, and I would be a useless person for the rest of my life!"

"Send him back!"

This matter came to an end.

Fang Dou sighed. Although there was no Jieping, the relationship between the Heavenly King Palace and martial law became increasingly tense.

But the abbot's presidency is the best way to deal with this.

Jieping's assassination of martial law this time has become a big cross-border, and any one place must be severely punished.

Now that I have left my life, I have mercy, even though I have to be imprisoned for life.

"Fang Dou, since we are both in Beijing, you and us will take care of each other!"

The abbot presided over and initiated an invitation to Fang Dou.

Fang Dou responded respectfully, "Thank you, abbot, I thank Bumin!"

So, Fang Dou followed the monks of Fuyuan Temple to the capital together.
Chapter completed!