After the scene of a stick of incense, the temple door slowly opened.
Still the same two little novice monks.
"Donor, please follow the young monk inside."
Su Wangting cupped his hands and said, "I'd like to help you, little master, to lead the way."
Entering the temple, follow the young monk all the way through the halls and courtyards, and come to a large martial arts field.
Above the steps of the martial arts arena is a majestic hall. A large plaque hangs above the door of the hall with the four words "Mahatma Palace" written on it.
I saw a white-bearded monk wearing a yellow haiqing and a brown cassock standing in front of the main hall. On both sides of him stood a row of young warrior monks holding eyebrow-level sticks.
Su Wangting clasped his fists: "I must be the abbot of Tieshan Temple, Master. I'm very offended by your sudden visit."
The old monk clasped his hands together and replied: "The donor has misunderstood. I am the master of the Luohan Hall, and his Buddhist name is Puci. The abbot and the abbot have been in seclusion for more than three months and have not yet come out."
Su Wangting bowed and said, "I have met Master Puci."
Puci said something to Amitabha and said with a solemn expression: "I heard from the little novice monk that you are here to save the benefactor of Du Juan's children?"
"Exactly."
"Is the donor a friend of Nie Yunfei?"
Su Wangting shook his head: "No."
Puci looked puzzled and asked, "If you are not a friend, why did you come to save Donor Du on his behalf?"
"I'm not here for Nie Yunfei, but I want to come by myself."
"Oh? What is the relationship between Donor and Donor Du?"
Su Wangting said seriously: "Du Juan'er, I am my savior."
When Pu Ci heard the words, he nodded repeatedly and stroked his beard and said: "I see. Although the donor is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, donor Du cannot be released in this temple for the time being. I intend to keep donor Du here for some time, worshiping the Buddha and reciting sutras every day.
Use Buddhism to influence the evil nature in her heart."
Su Wangting chuckled lightly and said, "Master, I want to ask you a few questions."
"Donor, please speak."
"That Dujuan'er, is there anyone who killed the Ye family?"
Puci shook his head: "Not really."
"Then did she take any action to hurt the monks in your temple?"
"He has never hurt the monks in our temple."
Su Wangting spread his hands: "She never touched her hand during the whole process. All the murders and injuries were committed by Nie Yunfei alone. Why did you arrest her and say you wanted to influence the evil nature in her heart?"
Pu Ci frowned slightly when he heard this and said, "Although she didn't hurt anyone, she has a close relationship with Nie Yunfei."
Su Wangting said calmly: "There is a way of doing things for one person and taking responsibility for the other. Since her Dujuan'er has not offended your temple and has not killed innocent people indiscriminately, it is inappropriate for your temple to put her under house arrest."
Pu Ci laughed twice and replied: "The donor's words are indeed reasonable. Let her stay in the temple for a while and listen to my Buddhist teachings, which will be of great benefit to the cultivation of mind."
Su Wangting looked around the large martial arts arena, walking around casually with his hands behind his back, pacing and saying, "Presumably, the purpose of your temple forcing her to stay here is to lure Nie Yunfei to show up, right?"
Puci was stunned for a moment, then replied: "My Buddha is merciful, I can ignore the fact that he hurt the monks in our temple, but Almsgiver Nie killed twenty-three members of the Ye family without any reason, which is a serious crime. So I want to keep him in the temple."
Live there for a few years and use Buddhism to influence him."
Seeing that Pu Ci did not answer his question directly, Su Wangting sneered.
"What a compassionate Buddha. Haha, I'm going to venture to guess, the master's purpose in keeping Nie Yunfei is, but for the two white jade pieces of the Nine Chapters of Heaven's Secret on his body?"
"That guy has two on him!!??" Pu Ci blurted out.
Then he quickly realized his gaffe and hurriedly covered it up: "Haha, donor is joking. I, Tieshan Temple, have rarely participated in disputes in the world, and have no idea about the Nine Chapters of Tianji. The reason why I want to keep donor Nie is
I really want to use Buddhism to influence him. The right way is to put down the butcher's knife and turn around; Lao Na is really out of kindness and wants to save Donor Nie."
Su Wangting looked at Pu Ci with a mischievous smile.
It seemed that Pu Ci's momentary gaffe aroused his great interest.
"Yes, Nie Yunfei has two white jade pieces on his body. In addition to the one stolen from Tianlan Peak, someone else also gave him another one." Su Wangting deliberately mentioned this matter again.
When Pu Ci heard this, his face became visibly embarrassed, and he smiled and said, "Really?"
Su Wangting stared into Pu Ci's eyes and nodded: "Yes. With one more piece, Nie Yunfei can get the first volume of the Taichu Hunyuan Scripture, the Human Scripture!"
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Puci clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling significantly.
"Amitabha! If the true scriptures are obtained by those murderous people, I'm afraid there will be great chaos in the world, and I don't know how many people will die under his evil sword."
Su Wangting grinned: "Want to know who gave him the other white jade piece?"
“If the donor has something to say, you might as well say it directly!”
"I."
Pu Ci opened his eyes fiercely: "You?"
Su Wangting nodded: "Yes, me."
Pu Ci asked in a tight voice: "May I ask what the donor's name is?"
"Su Wangting."
As soon as he said this, Pu Ci looked at Su Wangting blankly and said nothing for a long time.
All the monks also had surprised expressions on their faces, and they also held the eyebrow-leveling sticks in their hands tighter.
After a long while, Pu Ci slowly said: "It turns out that the donor is Su Wangting, known as the Jade-Faced Demon Sword."
Su Wangting waved his hand and said: "This name is really unpleasant. It was just Qiu Bufeng who gave it to me randomly to vent his anger."
"Hmph." Pu Ci snorted softly, a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes, "Donor Su, you are also a murderer."
Su Wangting replied simply: "I don't agree with your statement."
Pu Ci slowly walked down the steps and stood face to face with Su Wangting: "You killed three of Tianlan's Seven Shows with one move. Isn't this a serious crime?"
Su Wangting said coldly: "If I didn't take action, my savior would be killed by them after being humiliated in every possible way. If I take action to kill him, what's wrong with him?"
"What about the Ye Guying you killed in Luoxiatan?"
Su Wangting was too lazy to explain Ye Guying's insistence on becoming a living dead, and said: "Ye Guying kidnapped my nephew and had the intention to kill me. What's wrong with me killing him?"
Before Pu Ci could respond, Su Wangting smiled and said, "Could it be that you also want to keep me here and use Buddhist teachings to influence me?"
Pu Ci looked at Su Wangting with anger in his eyes, nodded and said, "That's exactly what I mean!"
Su Wangting looked up to the sky and laughed: "If you want the white jade pieces on Nie Yunfei's body, just say so. Why bother talking about my Buddha's mercy? However, there are no white jade pieces on my body now. If you keep me, I'm afraid it will be a waste of you."
It’s time for fasting.”
Pu Ci also laughed a few times and said loudly: "Donor, there is no need to be arrogant. I know that you are extraordinary in skills, and I also know that the other three sects have suffered losses from you. But our Tieshan Temple is not comparable to those three sects!"
"I have no intention of provoking your sect at all. I am just trying to persuade you. Taking Du Juan'er down will not necessarily lead to Nie Yunfei showing up. Not to mention whether Nie Yunfei still has Du Juan'er in his eyes now. I am only looking at the strength of your sect.
Don’t you think he would dare to come alone to ask for someone?”
Pu Ci frowned and remained silent.
Su Wangting continued: "Furthermore, Du Juan'er did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Your temple detained people on the pretext of reform. Is this reason a bit far-fetched? If your party has no idea about Tianji Jiu Zhang, then why?
The reason is that we should let him go, otherwise, I'm afraid the other three sects and people in the martial arts world will be suspicious of your temple's motive for detaining him."
Puci stroked his beard and laughed: "What a clever mouth."
"How? Master, can you let me go?"
However, Pu Ci's face quickly turned from sunny to gloomy. He approached Su Wangting and said in a deep voice: "If I admit that I want the Nine Chapters of Heaven's Secret, can I justifiably hold him captive!?"
Su Wangting was startled when he heard this, and then he shook his head with helplessness and said: "Why not admit it earlier? Who in the martial arts community wouldn't want to do that? Yes, if it's for the Nine Chapters of Tianji, you do have reason to detain Du Juan'er and threaten her.
The lover handed over the white jade piece."
Pu Ci said coldly: "In that case, you can leave."
Su Wangting raised the corner of his mouth: "But I still say the same thing. It is unlikely that Nie Yunfei will show up. It is useless for you to hold Du Juaner."
Puci turned around and said angrily: "I'm sorry for being with you. I'm seeing you off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of warrior monks quickly approached Su Wangting.
"Let him go." Su Wangting stared at Pu Ci's back.
Pu Ci turned her back and fluttered her sleeves: "It's useless to talk more! Leave quickly!"
The monks formed a human wall to block Su Wangting's body, raising their eyebrow sticks in their hands.
"Let him go." Su Wangting repeated.
Pu Ci walked back to the entrance of the hall, turned around, and said leisurely: "Get out."
Su Wangting put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.
Puci raised his eyebrows: "It seems that I can't do good anymore? I need to pull it out."
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knife?"
"I rarely draw my sword unless I am forced."
"Hmph. Do you know the consequences of drawing a sword in Tieshan Temple?"
The slender hand grasped the handle of the knife tightly: "You really won't let him go?"
Puci's face was full of disdain: "Don't let me go."
Su Wangting sighed softly and looked at the monks in front of him: "If I hadn't been forced, I wouldn't have drawn my sword in the pure land of Buddhism."
A gust of wind suddenly passed by.
"Kang-dang, bang-dang, bang-dang, bang-dang..."
A dozen severed sticks were scattered on the ground.
All the warrior monks let out a burst of exclamations.
I saw that the long sticks in their hands had all been cut off!!
The monks were all shocked and stepped back one after another.
Pu Ci, who was at the top of the steps, narrowed his eyes and stared at the long knife on Su Wangting's waist.
"Sure enough, your skills are terrifying. Even I didn't see your action of drawing the sword clearly."
Su Wangting looked at Pu Ci coldly: "Let him go."
Pu Ci nodded slightly: "It's not like he was an indiscriminate killer. Otherwise, these disciples would have been killed by your sword. But I still can't let them go!"
After finishing speaking, another gust of wind passed by.
In front of Su Wangting, four monks dressed in black monk robes appeared.
"Yes, the movement is very fast." Su Wangting nodded.
Pu Ci said in a deep voice: "These four people are the fastest people in our Luohan Hall. If the donor still refuses to leave, I will have to order them to use speed to control the speed. If there is any mistake, I hope the donor will not
Strange."
"Oh." Su Wangting took off the long knife from his waist and placed it on the ground.
Pu Ci was stunned when he saw this: "What do you mean by this?"
Su Wangting took a few steps back slowly and said calmly: "If you are really a master, I may not be able to control it properly when you use your hands. It is better not to use a knife. If you accidentally kill a monk, I will not be able to bear it."
Pu Ci snorted coldly and said angrily: "Arrogant! The world's martial arts masters look to Tieshan Temple, and the martial arts of Tieshan Temple looks to Luohan Hall! Although your attack speed is fast, you are not the best in the world! Today, I will let you
You know what it means to be alone!"
At this time, a black-clothed warrior monk took two steps forward, stood up with one hand and performed a Buddhist salute: "Donor, I have offended you."
"call out!"
The monk disappeared from the spot.
Su Wangting nodded slightly: "Yes, his body skills are on par with Ye Guying's!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Wangting turned sideways slightly, and saw the tip of a vajra pestle thrust down from the top of his head against his face!!
The monk landed and stared sideways at Su Wangting.
Su Wangting touched his head: "The Tianling Cap was almost pierced by you."
The monk sneered: "A little, but a lot worse. The donor is indeed not a mortal."
Su Wangting picked up a broken stick and shook it at the monk: "Come again."
"Be careful!"
"call out!"
A black shadow came out, and the monk raised the vajra in his hand and pierced Su Wangting's face!!
But Su Wangting glanced sideways behind him.
Because behind him, there was also a figure holding a vajra to stab him!!
Two people took action at the same time?
No!
Only that monk!!
One of these two flanking figures must be a phantom!
This person's physical skills are even better than Ye Guying!
Before and after the body, one is real and the other is virtual.
Which one is true?
Front or back!?
But the broken stick in Su Wangting's hand was thrust towards the empty head.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound above the head.
The two figures in front and behind him disappeared.
They are all shadows!!
But the main body is repeating its old tricks, trying to attack Su Wangting's Tianling Cap from above again!
At this time, Su Wangting was seen holding a broken stick with one hand, and the head of the stick was pressing against the motionless monk, who was still thrusting downward.
"Concession."
Su Wangting put down the broken stick, and the monk fell to the ground, clutching his abdomen and vomiting.
"If I had used a knife, I would have already started killing in your temple." Su Wangting looked coldly at the monk on the ground.
The monk clenched his teeth and raised his head and said, "Thank you so much for your mercy, poor monk. I am convinced that I have lost."
Su Wangting looked at Pu Ci and repeated: "Let him go."