Ask Immortal Way

　　 "The thief and bald dare to speak in a clever way and deceive the son! This general came by the order of the prince to suppress the rebels! Do you dare to say that you don't know this person?"

　　 Zhou Mingguang held up Qin Sang's hand to his prince, and waved his hand fiercely. His pro entourage took out a tanned head from his bag and threw it over.

　　 The abbot Yuanzhen's complexion changed drastically, he hurriedly took the head, his hands shook suddenly.

　　 The monk behind him hulled and knelt on the ground, crying in grief. Some were called Master and some were Master.

　　 Zhou Mingguang turned a blind eye and spread out a piece of silk cloth.

"Xuanji Temple, the first of the Arhat Hall, the Dharma name is Yuanjue! Huh! This person is in the first high position, but he is willing to be a false emperor's claw. He almost broke the prince's major event and was killed on the spot. The evidence is available, and the evidence is conclusive. What else can the thief bald donkey say!"

　　 "Nonsense!"

　　 There was a great monk staring blood-red eyes and gritted his teeth, "Master is an innate master. With you anti-thief, it is absolutely impossible to be Master's opponent! What kind of poison did you use to harm my Master!"

　　 Hearing the words of the great monk, Zhou Mingguang glanced at Qin Sang calmly.

　　 "Anti-thief?"

　　 Zhou Mingguang almost laughed, and said in a gloomy voice: "It seems that the pseudo-emperor running dog in Xuanji Temple is definitely not only the monk Yuanjue. Everyone listens to the order to search for me in the temple, and those who dare to disobey are killed!"

　　In a short time, the golden drums rang, and the armor shook.

　　 The monks of Xuanji Temple formed a battle formation and seemed to resist to the end.

　　 The atmosphere suddenly solidified, and it was extremely solemn.

　　 At this time, Abbot Yuanzhen suddenly closed his eyes, sighed up to the sky, and solemnly handed the head in his hand to the monk beside him.

　　 "Amitabha Buddha."

Abbot Yuanzhen took a step, "General Zhou, Junior Brother Yuanjue left the Sui Dynasty to travel around the world. It has been ten years since he has returned. He should have just returned to the Sui Dynasty. It is absolutely impossible for the monks to be the claws of the pseudo-emperor, so please let General Zhou show it."

　　 "Abbot!"

　　 Seeing that the abbot Yuanzhen actually intended to plead guilty, the monks of Xuanji Temple were shocked.

　　 Qin Sang was pleased that Abbot Yuanzhen was able to recognize each other and it would be best if he didn't get involved.

Zhou Mingguang's tone was a little slow, "The abbot is a monk, he is highly respected, and he must not be slanderous. However, there are many monks in Xuanji Temple, and it is inevitable that the good and the bad are mixed. The temple, isn’t it beautiful? The abbot does not have to worry. This general will restrain the soldiers and only catch the false emperor’s minions, and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

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　　 Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

　　 Qin Sang looked up at the seven-story pagoda in front of him. He had admired this place for a long time. Legend has it that all the martial arts skills are in Shaolin, and they are all in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. It can be said to be the holy land in the hearts of everyone who has read martial arts novels.

　　 However, Qin Sang knew that the Tibetan scripture pavilion of Xuanji Temple was just a cover. There was no superior martial arts in it, but only a Buddhist scripture.

　　 The real treasure trove is not here.

　　 Qin Sang turned his head and glanced at the abbot Yuanzhen who was sitting on the ground in the distance and reciting Buddhist scriptures silently.

　　 All the monks in Xuanji Temple were restrained by the abbot Yuanzhen in the Great Hall, surrounded by crossbowmen.

　　 And the abbot Yuanzhen watched the soldiers emptied the treasury of the Xuanji Temple, boxes of gold and silver treasures were moved down the mountain like a stream of water, still without sorrow or joy, it is really qualitative.

Zhou Mingguang walked in stride, swept his eyes, pointed to an inconspicuous path behind the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and shouted loudly: "There is another way here! Come here, take a group of soldiers over, search for me carefully, and let go of an inverse. Thief, cut your heads!"

　　 The abbot Yuanzhen's complexion changed slightly, and he stopped in front of him. "General Zhou is not allowed. The front is the retreat for the ancestor of the temple. Don't disturb!"

　　 Zhou Mingguang snorted coldly, "Fuck Patriarch! If you don't search carefully, who knows who it is? The abbot has such a guilty conscience, can it be seen that the people inside are not alone?"

　　 "You!"

　　 The palm of the abbot Yuanzhen held the prayer beads violently, and a bunch of sawdust flowed between his fingers.

"Good! Good! Good! Just ask General Zhou to search carefully to clear the grievances of the temple! However, the old monk has asked for something. There is indeed the ancestor of the temple in the cliff, so please let the old monk go first. Ask the patriarch to leave the customs, so as not to disturb the patriarch's skill and cause big mistakes."

　　 Zhou Mingguang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The abbot Yuanzhen who was almost forced to get furious just now, his back was almost soaked in cold sweat, and he waved his hand again and again: "The abbot, please."

　　 The abbot Yuanzhen was in front, and Zhou Mingguang followed with his soldiers. After a short while, he turned around a stone forest and saw a cliff.

　　 There are countless stone inscriptions on the cliffs, signed by once nobles, monks of great virtue, famous martial arts residences, and articles by everyone. At the foot of the mountain, there is a row of stone steps upwards, connected to a stone path that crosses the cliff, and rows of Buddhist sculptures in the stone path are magnificent.

　　 There are two sides of the cliff in the southeast, and the east side coincides with the meaning of the sunrise and the morning sun. It is the place of retreat for the founder of Xuanji Temple.

　　 Zhou Mingguang took his soldiers and waited under the stone steps. The old monk went up to invite a patriarch down. Most of them were described as awkward old monks. Among them were top masters and some great monks who were not good at martial arts.

　　 The abbot Yuanzhen comforted one by one, and it was very hard. Zhou Mingguang asked the soldiers to pretend to check, while he thought of the time silently in his heart.

　　According to the agreement, he had to delay Qin Sang for at least a quarter of an hour.

　　 At this time, Qin Sang had changed into casual clothes, quietly climbed to the top of the cliff, and watched from the top of the cliff. When he finally saw the Xuanji Temple's ancestor was invited down the mountain, he immediately climbed down the cliff silently.

　　 Originally, he also prepared a rope, and the stone carvings on the cliff were uneven, and he could easily climb with his light work, so he didn't need it.

　　 At the end of the stone path, there was a stone step extending downwards. Qin Sang gently fell on the stone path, his footsteps were silent, and he walked down the stone steps.

　　 The stone steps are deep down, very quiet.

There are some caves on both sides of 　　, in which the Patriarch of Xuanji Temple used to retreat, but now he has been invited down.

　　 If it weren't for Zhou Mingguang to mess around and force them out, it would be impossible for Qin Sang to sneak in without being discovered.

　　 finally walked to the end of the stone steps. There was an inconspicuous narrow stone crack in the corner, and the end was deep.

　　 The stone cracks are narrow outside and wide inside. There are dangerous organs inside, but Qin Sang already knows that, step carefully, avoid all organs, and the cracks separate several roads. These are the places where Xuanji Temple places rare treasures.

　　 Qin Sang went straight to the place where the bell was placed. There were also valuable treasures in the other fork roads, but in Qin Sang's eyes, it was no different from dust, and time did not allow it.

　　 The small grotto was artificially trimmed into a square shape, with a night pearl inlaid on the top, giving it a bright light.

　　 There is a stone platform in the middle of the grotto, on which is placed a purple bell, a jade slip and a piece of talisman paper, covered with colored glaze.

　　 There was the last mechanism on the stone platform. Qin Sang fumbled for the poison arrow, destroyed the mechanism, and lifted the glass cover.

　　 Time is running out, Qin Sang suppresses the excitement in his heart, quickly puts away the three things, and quietly exits the grotto.