Master Kong Jing's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Murong Chunyu rolled his eyes and said: "Master, it is definitely getting late, is it possible that you can't let me go?"
Master Kong Jing made a "humph" sound and said apologetically: "Monks should be compassionate. Wine and meat have passed through the intestines. It will remain in the heart of the Buddha. Master Murong must change all these more than 10,000 words for me today."
"If you cheat and play tricks, if you do tricks repeatedly, hehe! Don't say that everyone in my Shaolin Temple won't agree, and everyone in the eight major sects present will also not agree."
"Don't you think so, dear heroes?"
Master Kong Jing said this loudly, turned his head and looked at everyone.
Everyone responded with mixed voices: "Yes, Master!"
Master Kongjing clasped his hands together, looked at Murong Chunyu and said: "Master Murong, you should change all the scriptures of "Celestial Canker Art" to me as quickly as possible. After that, I will definitely lead the heroes to leave your Tianquan.
group."
"Don't worry, but I won't make it difficult for you no matter what."
Master Kong Jing said this, and a sly smile appeared on his old face full of grooves.
Turning his head, he looked at Zhao Rui who was standing aside.
Seeing this, Zhao Rui felt disgusted and thought: This Master Kongjing is also the abbot of the Shaolin Temple of the Mauryan Dynasty, so why does his face look so unpleasant?
After all, he is a monk who spends the whole day eating and chanting Buddha in the temple. However, when people look at him, they feel that he is the most evil, despicable and shameless person in the world!
At that moment, Zhao Rui crossed his fists and cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Master Kongjing, I will definitely not let you down!"
Master Kongjing's eyes were narrowed to a slit when he smiled. He nodded gently and slowly and said, "Amitabha, that's very good."
Zhao Rui also said: "Amitabha."
But in his heart he was thinking: Good thing, your mother, good thing!
After the rain, Murong Chunyu felt a cold breeze on his back. Actually, he was a little undecided about what to do next.
If things don't change, things will really turn out as Master Kongjing and Fu Fang said, and people from the eight sects will raze the Tianquan sect to the ground overnight.
However, if it were changed, how could it be worthy of Master Shi Lin’s spirit in heaven?
In order to save their lives, Master Shi Lin died of exhaustion on the spot. But now, because of Master Kongjing and others, Murong Chunyu has betrayed Master Shi Lin like this.
Not to mention whether this Master Shi Lin is the lifelong best friend of the founder of the Tianquan Sect, even if it is a casual acquaintance, people in the martial arts world should not act so cowardly.
Next, what was placed in front of Murong Chunyu was not just the more than 10,000 words on this white paper.
What's more, it is a difficult and bitter problem that seems to be as difficult as thousands of mountains and seas.
Murong Chunyu actually had no idea how to hand in this satisfactory answer sheet.
In any case, I just remember the tragic scene of Master Shi Lin's tragic death in the mountains that day.
The brush in my hand was scratching and scratching on the paper, and my mind was in a mess.
While listening to the disciples of the Tianquan Sect and the disciples of the Wuling Sect, the burden on their shoulders seemed to be heavier...