I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

  Nearly a hundred soldiers of the mysterious army, under the leadership of the six great Yuanchen and Pangshi, entered the Shaolin Temple in one file.

After entering, I saw that there were nearly a hundred monks waiting in the middle courtyard of Shaolin Temple. After seeing the mysterious army, all the faces were wary, until they saw that the leaders were also there, many monks were relieved.

   "The Shaolin monks are really diligent." Master Pang said intentionally or unconsciously: "During morning classes, they will also gather in the middle courtyard to practice the ‘108 Arhat Array’. It’s no wonder that they can stand for a thousand years."

   "Diligence? I think it is to guard against our mysterious army. This is because there is a ghost in the heart, so that it is so vigilant." Zimo said next to him.

  "Don’t talk nonsense. As the saying goes, the gentleman is magnanimous, and the villain is sorrowful. Shaolin Temples are all eminent monks. How can they act in a watchful way?"

  The monks didn't look good when they heard the words.

   "The Lord has overwhelmed his reputation, let's start the investigation as soon as possible."

   said abbot Xuanci.

  Although he seemed to be careless on his face, he was very helpless in his heart.

  Since the Shaolin Temple was built, how has it ever been so humiliated... even before the morning class started, more than a hundred soldiers broke into it! Even in this process, even though Shaolin Temple was prepared for conflict, it was still suffering from the gains and losses of the other party's words, and in the end none of them dared to act rashly.

  And Abbot Xuanci knew that this was just the beginning.

  Sure enough, the subsequent search made Shaolin Temple even more faceless.

  The mysterious army searched very carefully.

  The backyard, middle yard, and inner yard, as small as the monk's room, the room, the latrine, and the large halls of the courtyards, the Buddha statues were carefully searched before and after the golden body! !

  Not even a corner is let go.

  The only thing that is consoling is that during the Xuanji camp search, it did abide by Master Pang’s words, did not interfere with the monks’ morning classes, and did not knock them around too rudely.

  And in this process, the mysterious army did not block the audiovisual. Abbot Xuanci has always been allowed to accompany the leaders together, which can be said to be upright and without the slightest shadow.

  At the beginning, there were also monks secretly worried that if the mysterious army could not find a clue, it would conspiracy, forge evidence, and frame Shaolin Temple. But in the end, he was relieved and felt like a villain.

  Time elapses every minute.

  Following the search, Master Pang’s expression remained the same, but the Sixth Great Yuanchen gradually became impatient, and at the same time he was somewhat unwilling.

  This shouldn’t be...

  Many evidences show that Shaolin Temple is inextricably linked with blood worship! Especially the Six Great Yuanchens know that even if the words of "blood seed" are really a plot to worship the blood sect, the magical aura at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain is real evidence!

   However, during this search of Shaolin Temple, the Sixth Great Yuanchen did not find any clues about blood worship.

  Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! Shaolin Temple is definitely the main altar of blood worship! However, if this is the case, how can it be hidden so deeply! ? The Six Great Yuanchen's hearts became more and more depressed.

  During the search, I arrived at the Bodhidharma Academy.

   "Junhou, there seems to be something strange here!" In the inner courtyard, a soldier from the mysterious army suddenly spoke.

   "Abnormal?"

  Master Pang squinted slightly. After all the monks heard the news, the first profound master in the Bodhidharma Academy changed their expressions: "Abbot, that is..."

   "It's okay." Abbot Xuanci stopped Master Xuanzheng.

  Everyone walked over and found that there was a small novice monk in the inner courtyard. His appearance was vaguely beautiful, but he had lost his limbs and features. It was shocking when people saw it!

   "People 彘!"

  Among the six great Yuanchens, Maotu couldn't help exclaiming.

  This little novice monk is Fahui.

  Although his wounds have healed at this moment, his condition is still shocking. However, the mysterious army is a battle-tested person, and can deal with this situation with a normal heart.

  However, even on the battlefield, there are often no such cruel methods.

  In the past, the northern barbarian Karasuma robbed the people on the border of Dajin. When Master Hou Pang in the north of Zhenbei used thunder to destroy them, all the captured prisoners were cut off their heads to cast the view of Beijing and frighten the Siyi!

  As for people, they are rare in ancient and modern times, and they are not routine punishments. Only those who have committed the most evil through the ages will use this punishment.

  Throughout the history of Dajin Dynasty, there have only been two cases!

  Master Pang looked towards Abbot Xuanci. Abbot Xuanci immediately understood his mind and explained: "The lord, this is Fahui, a disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy. Fahui was persecuted because of the last time he worshipped the blood sect and was persecuted. In the end, although his life was saved, he ended up in this tragic situation. ..."

   "Worshiping the blood is really sinful!" Yin Hu couldn't help but resentfully said.

   "This little monk is only at such an age, and he has suffered so much..."

  The Six Great Yuan Chen couldn't help feeling a little sympathy upon hearing this. Although, they are here to find trouble with Shaolin Temple. But this did not prevent them from sympathizing with a little novice monk. Even the rat, who had always claimed to look down on the "bald donkey", had his eyes softened at this moment.

  Although Heyang City was massacred, it was already a terrible tragedy. But the Six Great Yuanchens did not see it with their own eyes, and now a "Ren Yu" appeared in front of everyone, and the Lenovo Heyang tragedy was even more shocking.

   "Maotu."

  Master Pang motioned with his eyes, Maotu seemed to be taken aback, and then responded with a reply: "Subordinates are here." Then he walked to Fahui's body.

   Seeing this, Master Xuanzheng seemed a little worried and wanted to speak out, but after looking at Abbot Xuanci, he finally restrained himself.

  A moment later, Maotu turned around and said:

  "Junhou, this little monk has all his meridians broken. Although there is still a thick flow of true air flowing in his body for some reason, the true qi is like a flame, but there is no magical atmosphere...this little monk is really pitiful."

  "Flame is really angry?" Master Xuanzheng was taken aback.

  Before he could speak, Master Pang suddenly said: "This little novice has suffered such a disaster, but his heart is so peaceful. There is no devilish karma. It is really rare. Shaolin Temple is indeed well-deserved."

  As soon as Master Pang said this, the Sixth Great Yuanchen couldn't help but react.

  They have rich experience and can naturally feel it. Fahui should be awake at this moment, and even feel their breath. But despite this, it is still very quiet, and there is no anxiety in his heart.

  Such Buddha nature is impressive!

  Especially on this road, the Sixth Great Yuanchen found a lot of evidence of Shaolin disciples' violation of the precepts. He was even more dismissive of Shaolin, but after seeing Fahui, he suddenly looked at him with admiration.

"Since his meridians have been severed, he must have been injured at that time and he was probably near death. Even so, he could still be saved. Could it be... the rumors of the Shaolin Temple's "Kong Wen Sheng Monk" made the treatment?" At this time, Master Pang again. Asked.

When Abbot Xuanci heard the words, he couldn't help but a little respect appeared in his eyes, and said in a slow voice: "Goodness...Fahui was rescued by Master Kongwen. Presumably the flame innocence that Yuan Chen said. It was also left by Master Kongwen's uncle."

   "Is that so..."

  Master Pang groaned slightly.

  One of the purposes of his trip was "Master Kong Wen" or "Blood Worship Master". However, if the "Devil Power of the Fiery Sun" at the foot of the Shaoshi Mountain was really used by Master Kongwen, the flame qi in the little novice monk now does not have the slightest devil qi. This is confusing.

  Furthermore, "Flame" and "Blazing Sun" are different after all.

  Especially the Buddha nature in this little novice monk does not seem to have karma. Could it be... Master Kongwen is not a "blood worshiper"?

  Buddha's mind, demon nature... Could it be that...

  Master Pang suddenly remembered an existence mentioned by Zhao Longwu, "King Zhao"...

  Dharma Cave "Monk"...

  If you say that the Buddha and the demons are integrated, I am afraid that only this one exists. Could it be that the **** monk Na Kongwen is not a "blood worshiper", but... a "monk"! ?

  At this moment, Master Xuanzheng saw Master Pang groaning and felt a little uneasy. He couldn't help but question: "Fahui was tortured by the blood worship and became like this. Is there anything suspicious of Fahui?"

   "No, it's nothing."

  Master Pang shook his head slightly, as if he didn't care much about Fahui's affairs.

  After a while, the mysterious army who distributed the search came back.

  Everyone gathered together in the Great Hall of Heroes.

  This time I searched, and there was almost no gain. Although in the monk's room, it was discovered that many monks had hidden some pieces of silver or dried meat, which was considered a violation of the precepts and made the faces of the first people a little unsightly.

   But these are of course nothing to the court. Not to mention this to correct Shaolin Temple's filth.

   "Junhou, now the various courtyards inside and outside the Shaolin Temple have been searched. I don't know...Is the monarch still satisfied?" Abbot Xuanci said flatly.

   Master Pang nodded slightly.

  Actually, with his vision, after this search, it has almost been confirmed that Shaolin Temple is indeed not the general altar of blood worship.

  Before, although Master Pang used various clues to speculate, he concluded that Shaolin Temple might become a magic cave. However, now it seems that I am afraid otherwise.

  You must know that Master Pang himself was born in the Zuo Dao. He is the only true biography of the "Sacred Sect", the head of the Zuo Dao.

  The cultivator is also known as the "Dao Heart Kind of Demon**" known as the "Left Dao No. 1 Wonderful Skill", and his skill has already been achieved, and he is close to the realm of transformation.

  It can be said that even if the blood worshipers are concealed, in the eyes of Master Pang, there will always be clues.

  So this search, at least it can be confirmed that there is indeed no trace of the blood worship in the Shaolin Temple, let alone any collusion with the blood worship.

  But... Even so, Master Pang didn't mean to stop here.

  Mo said that the existence of the magic breath made him doubt the so-called "Master of Kong Wen". This time, Master Pang himself had other purposes of his own.

  In particular, this time the mysterious army dispatched nearly a hundred, and mobilized tens of thousands of troops to strengthen its momentum. How can you just leave like this? Regardless of whether Shaolin Temple colluded with blood worship, he would not just retreat so easily.

   Facing the culture of Abbot Xuanci, Master Pang slowly said:

   "Of course, Shaolin Temple did not disappoint this time, it is indeed a pure land of Buddhism, upright and bright."

  The monks were relieved when they heard the words, but before they could relax, Master Pang suddenly said:

   "However, if it is said that the Shaolin Temple has been searched inside and outside, I am afraid it is not."

Abbot Xuanci suddenly frowned and asked: "Junhou means..."

   "Shaolin Temple, there are still two places that have not been searched."

  Master Pang said lightly: "That is the ‘Tibetan Scripture Pavilion’ and the ‘Stupa’."

  As soon as this statement was made, the atmosphere that had been relieved once again solidified.