Along the way, looking at the corpses of monks who died tragically everywhere, everyone looked solemn, while Master Fake gradually turned red.

Although he had long been separated from Zhihai and others, the ordinary monks in Vajra Temple still had his brothers, his uncle and uncle and nephew...

Now seeing their tragic death, Fake, who has always valued faith and affection the most, is heartbroken.

Lin Ning's face was also ugly, and he did not expect that such a thing would happen.

In his original plan, he did not expect Vajra Temple to take on too much in this battle. First, he wrote a letter, but second, the Vajra Temple is difficult to shoulder heavy responsibilities at the moment, and it is not Lin Ning's goal to sacrifice the monks for nothing.

Therefore, Lin Ning did not arrange Vajra Temple on the west side of the mountain village, but still allowed them to go to Dongfo Village.

But I didn't expect that it would be the scene in front of me...

The sound of the flute of Star Moon Bodhisattva can become more and more catalyzing people's hearts. She never kills. Her flute sound is also to stop the sword and make people kill intent from the bottom of their hearts.

With her peak master's level, even the half-step realm, blowing the flute was so powerful that even the monk Puhong, who was seriously injured, could not completely resist.

"How could this happen to the Grand Master?!"

Seeing that the monk Puhong was struggling and wanted to go and kill Mu Renwen who had already fallen to the ground, Fake abandoned his previous grievances and immediately came forward to support Puhong and asked nervously.

The monk Puhong looked at Fake, his old eyes lit up and said, "Fak, it's all the conspiracy of this thief. Go and kill him quickly and avenge your dead fellow master and nephew."

Upon hearing this, Fake followed the hand of the monk Puhong to look at Mu Renwen.

With a strong eye, he saw that Mu Renwen's eyes did not look here at all, but gasped for difficulty, looked at the front door, looked at Dongfang Yiren beside Lin Ning, and said intermittently: "Yiren, grandpa... grandpa is incompetent, can only... can only do this step. You can't kill Dongfang Qingye with your hand, grandpa... grandpa dies with your eyes open. From now on... you must... take care of yourself."

Dongfang Yiren looked at Mu Renwen who once hated her cold-blooded and cruelty in her heart. She was smart and the scene in front of her made her vaguely guess Mu Renwen’s feelings over the years. Her eyes turned red in an instant, and she rushed forward and said, “Grandpa, what’s wrong with you…”

Seeing this scene, Lin Ning felt a little headache.

At this time, Star Moon Bodhisattva also found that the scene seemed to be unnecessary for her to solve it, so he stopped the sound of the flute and drifted down the door.

After Lin Ning, Tian Wuniang and others looked at each other, they carefully crossed the corpse. When they saw Master Su Ren holding Tianhong Shenni's body, they all gasped.

Lin Ning stepped forward and first diagnosed the pulse of Puhong monk. His face looked so ugly. After thinking about it, he took out his silver needle and applied it.

However, after only less than a cup of tea, I stopped.

He shook his head at Farke, unable to turn the world around.

Fake was so depressed that he turned to death. He looked at the hundreds of corpses on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, are all dead?"

The monk Puhong narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling regretful. If he had known that Mu Renwen would have used this move, he would not have let Zhihai lead people to abandon Qingyun.

now……

But this matter is unsatisfactory, after all, the body cannot match and is easily exposed.

He ignored Fake, but looked at Lin Ning and said, "Mr. Lin, I asked Zhihai to escape with more than a hundred people. I promised Mr. Lin that this time, the Vajra Temple will protect Qingyun, so even if countless people died in battle, I fought to be reborn, but I did not escape. But the Buddhist tradition cannot be cut off from me, so..."

Lin Ning waved his hand and said, "The monk doesn't need to say much. There is nothing wrong with this matter in Vajra Temple."

When the monk Puhong heard this, he felt relieved. Fozhai suffered this disaster because of the sudden attack by Dan Tai Chongming and Mu Renwen.

The reason why he stayed is because he had only one day's life, and with such serious injuries, he will definitely die today.

Instead of following the team and escorting the disciples to escape, it is better to stay and cut off the rear.

First, it can hold back Dan Tai Chongming, and second, if Qingyun Village is invincible, there will be room for improvement.

Although Lin Ning didn't know these, he did not care about his actions, but only looked at the results.

“What happened?”

Seeing Dongfang Yiren crying on the other side, Lin Ning frowned and asked.

The monk Puhong was about to reach the moment, and he gasped for a moment and said, "A half-saint elder of the Hei Bingtai and the thief opposite suddenly attacked the mountain village and killed everyone he saw. I was facing the half-saint of the Hei Bingtai, trying to implicate him with death, but I didn't expect the thief opposite to suddenly face... attacked Junior Sister Tianhong and killed her. I was furious when I saw him. In order to kill him, I fought against the half-saint of the Hei Bingtai with two junior sisters of Xingyue Temple, but for some reason, the thief suddenly attacked the half-saint... This man was deceitful and vicious, and he deserved to die."

Lin Ning probably understood a little when he heard this, and then walked towards Dongfang Yiren.

Dongfang Yiren has cried into tears. She once hated her close relative. She originally thought she was a cold-blooded, cruel and inhuman grandfather, who was cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel and inhumane, but she was actually a good person who endured humiliation and waited for a good opportunity, just like her, who wanted to destroy the Black Bingtai and avenged her daughter.

Seeing Lin Ning coming, Dongfang Yiren cried quickly: "Mr., save my grandfather quickly, save my grandfather..."

Lin Ning heard this and diagnosed Mu Renwen's pulse. After listening for a while, he sighed and shook his head, "He was injured too much, and even his heart pulse was cut off. If it weren't for the master's peak, he wouldn't be able to hold on for this time."

Upon hearing this, Mu Renwen glanced at Lin Ning deeply and said, "Treat Yiren well, don't let her down."

Lin Ning nodded and said, "Don't worry, she is my woman."

Mu Renwen said again: "Be careful that Dongfang Qingye and Jing Siyuan, this pair of masters and apprentices, is more ruthless and shameless than you think. If I hadn't been tolerant of it over the years, I would have died in their hands. Most of the elders of the Black Ice Platform who have had conflicts and dissatisfaction with Jing Siyuan and even Dongfang Qingye. Remember, when it comes to a critical moment, Dongfang Qingye will not worry too much, he will definitely take action himself."

Lin Ning heard this and nodded and said, "I understand."

Mu Renwen looked at Lin Ning, suddenly laughed twice, then his head drooped and he lost his voice.

Mu Renwen's last laugh was because he knew that Lin Ning might not be able to save him, but he was unwilling to save him.

He killed too many people, too many innocent people...

For Lin Ning, if he dies, it will be much less trouble than if he is alive.

This kid is not much less cunning than his. Perhaps, the Black Ice Platform is really going to be destroyed in the hands of this son.

Fake walked over, glanced at Mu Renwen who was already dead, and said in a deep voice to Lin Ning: "Little magic doctor, is this matter also under your calculations? If so, you will not be authentic."

Before Lin Ning could speak, Huang Hong'er cursed, "Yes, monk, be careful when speaking. This time, when facing the Black Ice Platform, the little brother sent me and my aunt out to meet the enemy first, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate, while the eldest sister faced the enemy head-on, attracting the enemy into the ambush. As for the Vajra Temple and Xingyue Temple, the little brother didn't work at all, and just asked them to take care of the village. Who would have thought that the new Half-saint of the Black Ice Platform had a shameless circle and attacked and killed from the east. Can the little brother still predict the future? Monk, do you know whether you know the good or bad? Don't talk about them, the little brother knows your loyal personality and is worried that you will rush forward to die without any hesitation, let alone you, let alone them, who do not say no to authenticity?"

Farke was scolded and his old face turned red.

However, he was open-minded and knew that he was wrongly betraying a good person, so he knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Ning, and said in a hunch: "It's because the family is so stupid that the good person is wronged."

Lin Ning shook his head and said, "Get up quickly. No matter what, this time, it was indeed Buddhism that blocked a great disaster for my village. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have imagined what would happen... Sometimes human power is exhausted, how could it be considered in the world? Master, return the "Vajra Indestructible Magic" to the Vajra Temple. As for Xingyue Temple, I will also make some compensation."

After a pause, he said, "Abbot Zhihai is afraid that he has taken people away. I guess they are not willing to stay in the mountain village anymore, so let them go, and there is no need to force them to stay. In the future, no one will reveal their traces, and they claim that they are all killed by Black Ice Platform. Hiding their whereabouts will make them more convenient in the future. However, there are nearly ten masters in Shuzhong and Yulin City, plus the twenty who were previously under house arrest by Zhihai... Master, you can try it and ask if they are willing to join you, the head of the New Vajra Temple."

"This... I'm afraid that the Sajia family is not suitable?"

Farke's face turned red and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, the monk Puhong weakly recited the Buddha's name and said, "Fake, the New Vajra Temple, and the Old Vajra Temple are all Vajra Temples. As long as you can inherit the Buddhist temple and pass on the Vajra Temple for thousands of years, why should you care about the new and old?"

As he said that, he handed a string of rosary beads on his wrist to Fake and said, "If you hold this rosary, your uncles, uncles and uncles, it's easier to talk. In addition, I have something to ask for..."

Fake said in a voice: "The Grand Master has a decree and just say it, and it will definitely be done if the family can do it."

The voice of the monk Puhong became more and more despicable, and he slowly said: "I found your abbot and passed on him a copy of the "Vajra Indestructible Magical Art". In addition, I will send the ashes of my me and junior sister Tianhong back to the Meng family in Guangling and place them in the ancestral tomb..."

Fake looked at the monk Puhong who slowly closed his eyes, frowned and sighed...

Twenty years of grudges and disputes have been settled today.

Master, you are in heaven, I hope you won’t blame your disciples…

Lin Ning's eyes were not in the village, and he kept looking west.

He is waiting...

It is still uncertain whether the dangers of Qingyun Village have temporarily passed.

Next, it depends on whether Hou Yuchun and Hou can be in the heart of Qin's inland areas...

"From today, Qingyun Village will hold a three-day Dharma Assembly to give these masters who died in battle to protect the mountain village, to save the dead, help them to rebirth in the other side of Nirvana."

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Chapter completed!