The monk walked along the runway of the playground and walked slowly to the rostrum.
"The poor monk Hai Kong became a monk in Putuo since he was a child, and later became the abbot of Baotuo Temple in Zhaobaoshan, Yongcheng. This is my disciple Pingbo. On the day the Liu family in Yongcheng was destroyed, an explosion occurred in the ancient village at the foot of Zhaobaoshan, and the Suojiao Pavilion collapsed on the mountain.
.I saw blood in the city and there was an unknown disaster, so I went down the mountain to check. When I came down, I met this donor Li. At that time, he and another female donor were wandering around Zhaobaoshan."
When the monk spoke, his tone was calm and had the power of compassion, which made people feel at peace and trustful.
But some people still have doubts: "Just say it is, who knows if you are in the same group?"
"Amitabha!" The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, "Monks do not lie."
"To put it nicely, it's not certain whether you, a monk, are truly a monk!"
"He is just a fake monk. Yesterday I saw him eating belly noodles in a restaurant. Li Muchen invited him to eat."
"Haha, it turns out they are really in the same group!"
While everyone was mocking, they suddenly heard a Buddha chant singing:
"Amitabha!"
A skinny old monk walked out of the crowd.
"The poor monk Jingquan is willing to be a guarantee for Brother Haikong."
When people saw another monk coming out, they were very disapproving, and just as they were making accusations, they suddenly saw a man standing up from the master's seat in front of him, and yelled:
"Don't make any noise! Are you blind? This is Master Jingquan, the old abbot of Huacheng Temple in Jiuhua Mountain!"
The person who spoke was none other than Wei Shenhui, the master of Anhui Province.
Jiuhuashan Huacheng Temple is very famous. It is also a famous temple on the Four Treasure Mountains of Buddhism and the place of worship of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
With such an identity and the Grand Master's words, people naturally respect Master Jingquan a little more.
Jingquan nodded slightly towards Wei Shenhui to express his gratitude.
Wei Shenhui bowed deeply: "Master, long time no see. I went to Jiuhua Mountain several times to pay homage to the master, but never got a chance to see him. I didn't expect that the master would also come to Zhumen Town."
Jingquan smiled and said: "The poor monk was in Jiuhua Mountain. He sensed that the atmosphere of Jinling had changed, so he came here to take a look."
When he said this, people immediately thought of the mysterious realm of Xuanwu and became eager in their hearts.
Wei Shenhui nodded, pointed to his seat and said, "Master, please come and sit here."
But Jingquan smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, no, the monk is used to asceticism and cannot sit on a good chair."
After saying that, he walked towards Haikong and Pingbo, laughing as he walked, "Hahaha, Senior Brother Haikong, we haven't seen each other for sixty years, right?"
Haikong also laughed: "Yes, after sixty years, you are still so thin and I am still so poor, hahaha!"
Ping Bo stared curiously at the side, looking at Jingquan and Master, and asked quietly: "Master, how old are you?"
Haikong said: "A monk, what is your age?"
Ping Bo said: "Aren't you going to return to secular life? You still want to ask for a wife!"
Hai Kong said: "When you want a wife, you can't even talk about your age. Who wants one when you are old?"
Pingbo blinked and felt that what Master said was very Buddhist.
With Jingquan's testimony, people naturally no longer doubt that Hai Kong and Li Muchen are in the same group.
But some careful people still raised questions: "Great monk, you just met Li Muchen on the mountain, how can you prove that the Liu family was not killed by him?"
Haikong said: "The poor monk was stationed at Baotuo Temple. When he saw the bloody sky in Yong City, he naturally went to check. When I rushed to the Liu family, everyone in the Liu family was dead. Except for Liu Zhenwu, there was one head left, and the rest of the people had died.
Both body and soul were destroyed. Judging from the demonic energy left at the scene and the filthy liquid remaining on the ground, it must have been the work of the devil. When I met Donor Li on the mountain, it should have been the time when the murder occurred in the Liu family. Even if Donor Li could fly, he would not be able to fly.
It is impossible to kill the entire Liu family in such a short period of time, destroy the corpses and wipe out all traces, and then fly from the Liu family to Zhao Baoshan."
When Hai Kong talked about the scene of the Liu family's tragedy, even though these martial arts people were well-informed, they couldn't help but get goosebumps.
Zhu Xiaoyuan took the opportunity and said loudly: "The devil kills indiscriminately and uses cruel methods, which makes humans and gods angry! If we, the martial arts practitioners, cannot do justice for heaven and let these beasts live in the world, why should we practice martial arts? What kind of Taoism should we practice? Because of this
, I just posted hero posts widely and used Li Muchen as bait to lure out those people in the devil's path."
"Back then, the Li family in the capital, the largest family in the world, was wiped out overnight by the devil. Li Muchen had a sworn hatred with the devil. How could he collude with the devil to destroy the Liu family?"
"If the devil is not eliminated, how can the world be at peace? We established the Chinese Martial Arts Federation precisely to unite the strength of the entire martial arts community to uphold justice for heaven and slay demons! Li Muchen has a special life experience, has a grudge against the devil, and has acquired strange powers.
He is taught by others and has the pinnacle of martial arts, making him an ideal candidate for the leader of the martial arts alliance. This is why Lao Xiao and I recommended him. Do you have any questions now?"
There was still noisy discussion at the scene, but it was much quieter than before.
Suddenly someone stood up and said: "Even if his character is not a problem, to be the leader of the martial arts league, you have to convince the crowd. I heard that he is already a grand master at a young age, but no one has seen his martial arts.
Soul, don’t you know if it’s true or false?”
Everyone then looked at Li Muchen who was standing on the stage.
Li Muchen smiled slightly: "I know that if you are not convinced, there is no need to show any martial arts spirit. After the demonstration, you will still be dissatisfied. If you want to challenge, just come up. It's useless to say anything else. As long as one of you can beat me, this Chinese Martial Arts Master
I will give up the position of leader of the alliance to him."
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar.
Many people are eager to try, not that they want to be the leader of the alliance, but most people are self-aware. In front of Nan Zhu and Beixiao, who dares to seize the position of leader? But if he can win against Li Muchen on stage, he will become famous.
"Master Li, we know that you have a magic sword in your hand. It was that sword that led you to break into the East China Martial Arts Association and kill several masters. It's not fair to compete with a magic sword, and it doesn't count as a skill!"
Li Muchen smiled and said: "Is this the sword you are talking about?"
Suddenly there was a black sword in his hand, and it was stuck on the stage.
"Today, I will make a rule. I will not use a sword or any other weapon. If you come up here, whoever can defeat me in one move will be considered as my loser. Leader of the Wulin Alliance, I will give it to him, and
I will also give him this sword!"
Li Muchen's words completely angered the martial arts people in the audience.
This is not taking the entire world of martial arts into consideration!
Including the dozens of grandmasters sitting in front of the stage, all frowned.
Even Xiao Sheng and Zhu Xiaoyuan were surprised and felt that Li Muchen was too patronizing and too arrogant.
A young man stood up, jumped on the stage, and cupped his hands: "Xingyi Zhang Yang, I don't want to be the leader of the alliance. I just think you are too crazy and I will teach you a lesson for your father."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, trembling and vomiting blood.
Li Muchen said coldly: "If you don't know how to speak, don't speak."