It was already late, and a few stars were already flashing in the dim night sky. The spacious temples were blazing with flames, and the main halls looked very solemn in the fires, and everyone in the courtyard showed a nervous look on their faces.
As soon as the voice of the young monk and senior brother Jingkong fell, the second senior brother Jingxin also said in a low voice: "Our Supernatural Temple family law is extremely strict, and it is strictly forbidden for others to interfere when executing family law. Moreover, my master is extremely irritable, yes
We are very strict.”
Cheng Ru and his friends heard the words of the young monk and the two senior brothers, and they quickly retracted their hands. They were all martial arts practitioners and knew that this was the family affairs in their Supernatural Temple. The head of Master Changtian implemented the young monk.
With family rules, outsiders should not interfere too much.
They looked at Wan Lin sitting cross-legged on the ground with some embarrassment. Xiaoya looked anxiously at Wan Lin who was pushing out his true energy and protecting the little monk's heart. She whispered: "Leopard Head, you said just now
What? It made the old mage so angry." Lingling also shouted anxiously: "Leopard Head, hurry up and persuade the mage."
At this time, Wan Lin had already forced out his true energy and quickly turned around the little monk's body. After checking that the little monk's meridians were not damaged, he knew that although Master Changtian had a bad temper and had a heavy move, he was thinking about it.
The master and disciple had a proper degree of affection. He let go of the monk's arm and stood up to dissuade the angry old senior.
He really didn't expect that the kind-hearted senior in front of him would have such a bad temper and would severely punish his disciples if he had disagreements. Otherwise, he would not dare to tell the story of the young monk in front of this senior that he did not obey the command.
matter.
Wan Lin just stood up from the ground and sat on the ground. The pale-faced monk suddenly took a deep breath. He then knelt up from the ground, looked at the master in front and cried, "Master...Master, I
...I was wrong, you... don't be angry!" The boy cried and cried, kneeling and crawling towards his master.
After seeing this boy being beaten by his master, Xiaoya and his friends still knelt down and crawled towards their master. Everyone's eyes were red. Wan Lin quickly stepped to Master Changtian and stood on the left and right with Feng Dao.
On both sides of the old mage, the two men had secretly raised their true energy, ready to protect the little monk in the old mage's rage.
The two senior brothers of the little monk also quickly took two steps forward. They bent down and pulled the junior brother to their side, and then knelt beside the little monk with a "thump".
They held the little monk's arm tightly, and looked at the master in front of them and said anxiously: "Master, please spare me. If you want to punish me, just punish us both!"
Master Changtian was still sitting cross-legged on the ground. He looked at his two disciples angrily. He then raised his hands and waved them to both sides. Two surging palms came out and went straight to the little monk's two senior brothers.
Go, he roared in his mouth: "Go aside, it's nothing for you!"
With the surging palm force, the two young monk's seniors fell horizontally to the side. Cheng Ru and Wang Dali quickly took a step forward and hugged the two who fell to the side.
Zhang Wa and the others who were limping towards him also stopped in shock. They had already seen that the old monk was really angry.
Master Changtian waved two palm forces in the air and pushed away his two disciples. His two wide-open eyes stared at the little monk lying on the ground and shouted: "Little bastard, I will teach you martial arts,
You sent you into the army to help you use the martial arts of my Supernatural Temple to defend your country. It is not to let you rely on your martial arts to do evil. I will take back your martial arts now!"
The old man roared angrily, and his right hand was followed by a ball of white mist, which suddenly raised upwards! Wan Lin showed a nervous look on his face, and stepped forward to the little monk with one step. He blocked the little monk behind him, with both hands
He clasped his fists and bowed and said hurriedly: "The old senior misunderstood! Jingheng did not rely on martial arts to do evil. He was just in action and did not fully implement our action plan."
Feng Dao also reached out to hold the old monk's raised arm and said in a hurry: "Senior, don't worry, listen to us and finish your words. Jingheng did not do anything in a standard way, nor did it damage your Supernatural Temple.
Fame thing!”
Xiaoya and Lingling also quickly grabbed the little monk's arm and pulled him up, dragging him back a few steps to prevent the old mage from taking action and destroying the kid's martial arts.
The little monk was covered in tears. While he was struggling, he cried out loud: "Master...Sister, don't pull me, I...My Master is teaching me a lesson. You...Don't...Don't...Don't worry."
At this time, the old monk heard Wan Lin and Feng Dao's rapid explanation. He slowly lowered his raised arms and looked at the little monk and shouted sternly: "Kneel down, what are you doing in the army? Say it yourself!"
The little monk quickly pushed Xiaoya and Lingling away. He knelt on the ground again with a "thump" and moved forward behind Wanlin and Feng Dao. He stretched out his bald head from the gap between the two and cried: "Teacher...
…Father, I…I really didn’t do anything bad!”
Wan Lin and Feng Dao quickly moved half a step to both sides and blocked the boy again. Wan Lin followed and said, "Old senior, Jing Heng is right. He did not do anything that violated martial ethics. I didn't say to you just now.
Explain the whole story clearly.
Feng Dao also quickly explained: "Jingheng just entered the army and was not clear about what should be paid attention to in action, so he was not clear about what actions should be taken in battle. He just deviated a little from our prior actions.
The action plan did not make a big mistake!”
He followed the little monk with tears in his face and continued, "This responsibility lies with us, we did not explain it to him clearly in advance. However, Jingheng was extremely brave in the battle and had an extraordinary chivalrous heart.
.In an operation, he replaced an old man who was kidnapped by a criminal, protected the old man's safety, and helped us kill the enemy in one fell swoop! He made great contributions."
Master Changtian heard Wan Lin and Feng Dao's rapid explanation, his two snow-white eyebrows trembled, and then looked at the little monk intently and asked, "Jingheng, is this really something wrong?"
The little monk raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his face. He knelt on the ground and stuttered, and replied aggrievedly: "Master, really... this is really true. I... my senior brother Wan and... Hefeng did not.
He then stammered in telling the story of the time.
Master Changtian frowned when he saw the boy's stuttering look and shouted, "Stop talking, stand up!" He followed Wan Lin and asked, "Don't Wan Xiao Donor, you are, at that time.