The silky yellow light gradually fluttered, getting closer and closer to the crowd, and Xu Ping and Dinghu Master also began to step forward and follow the yellow light.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the yellow light, ready to take action at any time.
But as he watched the yellow light float into the crowd, turning left and right, he could hear a heavy gasp as he passed by everyone.
Although they all know that they are not the devil, but what if...how to explain?
Xu Ping walked among the crowd, holding a copper coin sword in his left hand, shining with golden light, and a willow sword in his right hand, shining with lightning.
But in the end, the yellow light floated out of the crowd, continued to move forward, passed over the hesitant monks with sweaty palms, and drifted deeper into Fahua Temple...
Xu Ping and Dinghu Master ignored each other and said in unison: "Master Lokong?!"
Could it be that the devil is actually him!
Everyone was shocked, but when they saw a figure walking slowly from the depths of darkness, the silky yellow light fell directly on him and then disappeared.
The visitor stepped out of the shadows. It was Master Liao Kong who was wearing a red cassock. As the abbot of Fahua Temple, he finally appeared.
"Master Liao Kong, it is indeed him." Xu Ping exclaimed.
Master Dinghu reacted quickly, chased after him quickly, and stopped in front of him.
Everyone was moved, even the monks from Fahua Temple cast their astonished glances. Of course, most of them did not believe it at all.
After all, everything they said was dictated by them. No one knows whether it is true or false.
As soon as Master Dinghu left, others followed closely. Under the intimidation of thousands of paper figures, those monks did not dare to act rashly.
Xu Ping was about to move forward when he saw the old monk Kong Ming standing there with a smile and no words. He thought for a moment and then did not go there.
"Master Lokong, what's your explanation?" Master Dinghu asked directly and without any disguise.
Master Liao Kong has a kind face, and compared with his junior brother Zen Master Kongming, he has the feeling of an enlightened monk. He is wearing a gorgeous cassock. In the darkness of the night, the cassock is like stained blood hanging on his body.
"Amitabha."
"I can't explain it."
Master Dinghu frowned slightly, "Master Liaokong, do you mean to say that you admit it?"
Shaking his head slightly, Master Lokong said with a smile: "I have been a monk since I was a child. When I was seven years old, I was already eating fast and chanting sutras in Fahua Temple. I never thought that now in my forties, I would have to come out in person to clear myself.
of innocence.”
Master Dinghu turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhang Fengyi, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, controlling the Heavenly Disk. The latter slowly stood up and said: "Yes, the scent of incense contained in the gourd is indeed on Master Kong."
Found it."
If so... Master Dinghu absolutely believes that the person he found based on the scent of the incense must be the leader of the White Lotus Sect.
Thinking of this, Master Dinghu's eyes showed a hint of viciousness. Since the other party doesn't admit it, then he will hit him until he does.
In the spiritual practice circle, there is no evidence to say that whoever has the bigger fist always has the right.
"Brother, just admit it." Zen Master Kongming looked at him from afar and suddenly said this.
Zen Master Liaokong's face changed slightly, and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed softly and lowered his head silently.
After a moment, Master Liao Kong raised his head, his eyes moved slightly, "Master Dinghu, everyone, let me say a few words to my junior brother."
Master Dinghu glanced at Xu Ping, saw him nodding, and moved out of the way.
I saw Zen Master Kong walking briskly. With one step, he was already in front of Zen Master Kongming. Then he slapped him hard.
"Snapped!"
"brute!"
He stopped shouting, and with the crisp sound of slaps, it floated into the night sky.
Everyone present was shocked. No one would have thought that he would rush over and slap him. Even Zen Master Kongming was not prepared and was stunned for a moment.
The monk broke the precept of anger by swearing at others.
Whether they were monks from various sects or monks from Fahua Temple, they were all completely shocked by the scene that happened in front of them.
Xu Ping couldn't understand it at all, but he knew in his heart that the two senior brothers in front of him must have a hidden side.
Zen Master Kongming was obviously stunned by this slap. He was stunned for a moment, with slap marks on his face and blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He smiled ferociously and said: "Brother, have you ever thought clearly about the price of this slap?
"
"snort!"
Zen Master Lokong shook his cassock and ignored him completely. He turned to face the crowd and locked his eyes on Xu Ping.
He said word by word: "Yes, the devil you have been looking for has been hiding in Fahua Temple, and he is Lao Monk."
He admitted it!
But the haze in everyone's minds has not dissipated, and they always feel that there is something in his words.
Especially Xu Ping, through the skill of labor, he could feel the hatred and anger in his heart when Master Liao Kong slapped him just now.
And when his junior brother, the Zen Master Kongming, said those words, this emotion disappeared instantly, and a trace of fear appeared again.
Finally, he was a little reluctant and admitted that he was the leader of the White Lotus Sect.
Different from before, even after Master Kong admitted, the surrounding atmosphere fell into a strange silence. No one spoke or came out to accuse.
Even Master Dinghu and Zhang Fengyi are guessing, is the person found by the incense breath really the leader of the White Lotus Sect?
Thinking of this, Master Dinghu took a step forward and asked: "Master Lokong, since you admitted it, let me ask you again, how did you escape the search of the Tianji Pan?"
The old monk Lekong glanced at his junior brother from the corner of his eye, and then said softly: "Jingxin Temple, Guanyin Statue, Jade Pure Vase."
Everyone looked at Master Dinghu and saw him nodding thoughtfully. Suddenly, the scene was in an uproar, with some shouting out in anger and some being frightened.
But everyone, without exception, has completely believed that this Master Liao Kong is the demon that has been hunted for a long time.
Only Xu Ping had a sneer on his lips. He was not humane enough to see it clearly, but he knew it clearly.
When Master Dinghu was asking questions just now, Master Liaokong first glanced at his junior brother, and the latter moved his lips and used the sound transmission technique to clearly say something to him.
After going around and around, it turns out that the mastermind behind the scenes is still the old monk Kong Ming.
The reason why Master Lokong did this was because he was angry and violated the precepts. There must be some excuse, and it was in the hands of his junior brother.
Not intervening from beginning to end must have been the intention of Zen Master Kongming. He angered the respected Dinghu Master, deceived Taoist Zhang Fengyi, and stole the Tianji Disk, just to control the situation.
I’ll just say it!
What he did was very obvious, and it was inseparable from that devil.
Xu Ping did not point it out directly, but Zen Master Kong Ming was captured without hesitation, and the cassock representing the abbot of Fahua Temple was now draped on Zen Master Kong Ming.
"Everyone, now that the truth has come to light, the leader of the White Lotus Sect has been lurking in Fahua Temple. I also have a responsibility that I cannot shirk. I would like to express my apology to you on behalf of Fahua Temple."
Everyone who had not witnessed the whole process was now wary of him, and they all expressed that the devil was cunning and they could not blame him.
Zhang Fengyi and Master Dinghu frowned, not knowing how to speak.
It seems that the devil has indeed been put to death, but the series of confusing behaviors of Zen Master Kongming are still very problematic.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, your paper-tying skills are as good as those created by nature. I am also eye-opening. I hope to discuss it with Daoist Xu when I have the opportunity in the future. How about asking for your magical power today?"
Zen Master Kongming said with a smile.
Master Liao Kong, who was on the side, had been tied up by several monks under his orders and was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone beside him.
Now that he has admitted it, let's test it.
Xu Ping pondered slightly, then raised his head suddenly and looked directly at Master Kong: "Look into my eyes."
Holy Spirit!
Manipulate the hearts of others, punish rape and eliminate evil. If the other party has committed various sins, he will definitely take the initiative to reveal his crimes under the influence of the Holy Spirit.
And internally, he was punished.
This kind of punishment will not be superficial, it will only make people feel in their hearts, the swords and mountains of fire, and the extreme pain.
When Xu Ping obtained this technique, he had already decided that this technique should not be used indiscriminately.
I wonder who can, it is extremely white.
As the saying goes, no one is perfect. Everyone has a dark side in their heart. It is ultimately inappropriate to force a person to reveal his or her sins.
He believed that everyone present could not be extremely holy and would inevitably endure pain magnified several times under the influence of the Holy Spirit.
But at this moment, Zen Master Liao Kong actually admitted that he was the devil, so there was nothing wrong with using the Holy Spirit on him to verify it.
If he is really the devil, then he deserves it. If not, then covering up the devil must be because of something, and there is some evidence in the hands of his junior brother.
Xu Ping felt that it was necessary to understand the handle that could allow a person to die generously.
Zen Master Liao Kong was startled for a moment, and looked up uncontrollably. He found that Xu Ping's eyes were bursting with clear light, and the back of his head was also shining with white light, illuminating his whole body, making him extremely holy.
"hiss……"
Master Liao Kong took a deep breath, and the dry skin on his face twitched in waves, as if he was suppressing and resisting something.
Zen Master Kongming realized that something was wrong, his eyes narrowed, and he shouted: "Fellow Taoist Xu, what are you doing? Even if my brother is guilty, he is a member of the Fahua Temple and should be handled according to the rules of the Fahua Temple."
Xu Ping ignored him and continued to use the Holy Spirit spell.
Master Liao Kong tried his best to support, but the gap in Taoism and practice was ultimately a natural chasm that could not be easily bridged.
After only holding on for a moment, Zen Master Liao Kong was completely influenced by the Holy Spirit and said uncontrollably: "As the abbot of Fahua Temple, I committed adultery. In order to cover up the truth, I killed my disciple with my own hands.
, in fact, the crime deserves death..."
"Amitabha!"
Controlled by the Holy Spirit, he took the initiative to reveal the secrets in his heart. When Master Liao Kong said this, he was neither sad nor happy, as if he was telling someone else's story.
However, everyone present was shocked, especially among the monks, who burst into a flood of noise.
But before everyone could think about it, Master Liao Kong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood as if he had been hit hard, and his body trembled slightly.
Through his understanding of Holy Spirit magic, Xu Ping knew that he was being condemned and punished.
According to the precepts of Fahua Temple, anyone who violates the precepts of sexual intercourse will be punished with a hundred sticks and expelled from the temple.
Now I am suffering from the rod.
As for harming fellow disciples, especially killing one's own disciples, no matter what the rules are, it cannot be said that it is the word "death".
Just after the hundred sticks were used, sharp blades were added to his body, and thousands of arrows pierced his heart and he died.
Xu Ping put away the Holy Spirit Technique, and the punishment continued. Once the Holy Spirit Technique was performed, it could not be undone, but Master Liao Kong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had regained his consciousness.
Every time the stick was used, Master Liao Kong would groan, his body would tremble slightly, and blood would drip from his mouth.
But Xu Ping had already figured out at this moment that this was Master Liao Kong's reason, because after he told about this crime, he did not continue to speak.
That also proves that he is not the devil at all.
"Xiao...Xiao Xu, is this the trick you used?" Master Dinghu asked with lingering fear.
Everyone present could see that Master Liao Kong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground after Xu Ping shouted just now, looked like this.
Xu Ping nodded: "The spell I just cast can make the other party reveal all his guilt."
"So what Master Kong Kong said just now is also true?"
"Um."
Zhang Fengyi answered: "No wonder Pindao heard that fifteen years ago, Master Liao Kong's beloved disciple died tragically for no reason. He thought he was killed by a demon, but he didn't expect..."
"etc!"
Master Dinghu and Zhang Fengyi realized later and hurriedly looked up at Master Liaokong who was being tortured, "Why didn't you hear him say about the White Lotus Sect?"
The White Lotus Sect has done many unjust things and done a lot of harm to people. Practitioners from various sects and ordinary people have all suffered from their vicious hands.
But there was no mention of anything about the White Lotus Sect.
"Ha~"
Buddhism hides filth and evil.
These two old monks are not good people!
Xu Ping sneered, looked at Zen Master Kongming, and said, "Because...that devil is someone else."
"How about it, Zen Master Kongming, do you say it yourself and die happily, or do you suffer a thousand cuts and die late?"
As early as when Master Liekong said those words, Zen Master Kongming's face had become extremely ugly. He raised his head and looked at Xu Ping, and asked in a deep voice: "You...what kind of magic did you use, senior brother?"
It must have been under your control that I said these words."
Xu Ping didn't waste any time talking to him. He moved his feet and rushed forward.
Zen Master Nakong Ming just didn't see at all how Xu Ping used the Holy Spirit technique, and the senior brother couldn't even resist it, so why did he have the intention to stay here.
He jumped up and left.
As soon as his footsteps moved, thousands of paper figures started to move at the same time and rushed towards him. The scene was extremely spectacular.
Zen Master Kongming, who was surrounded by everyone, only managed to repel dozens of paper figures before being surrounded by ten paper figures.
Those paper figures with golden light on their bodies were so powerful that he could no longer move.
I could only watch helplessly as Xu Ping's eyes glowed white and he walked over step by step.