Martial Myth System

The situation is dangerous now.

In the middle of the night, after a battle with one of the Three Great Elders of the Compassionate Zen Forest, the opponent died on the spot, and he was also the most disgusted Buddha of Buddhism... I think I am innocent. It is difficult to convince these Buddhists.

Furthermore, the opposite side also reduced the suspicion of Monk Zhifa by abandoning Monk Zhijing as an abandoned son.

I want to testify against a Buddhist monk who died in front of me, I am afraid it is not easy.

Scenarios flashed in his mind, Han Feng immediately decided to leave the Compassionate Forest and return to the Sword Suspension Department and then resolve this issue with Buddhism diplomacy.

36 Stratagems fleeing is the best.

Han Feng is driving his eight-color True Qi to push his figure, and he is ready to fly into the air and leave.

However, Han Feng has just been pushed into the sky by the eight-color True Qi, and a pale-gold Buddhism Dharma seal traverses the sky and blocks Han Feng's path.

Han Feng's secret path is not good, so he hurriedly turned around.

However, the number of Dharma seals in the sky continued to increase and expanded, pushing Han Feng back to the ground again.

Han Feng landed on the ground with a Jinghai knife in his hand. Looking to the front, the unspoken monk, who never speaks, is using his thoughts to impose the seal on the sky.

Master Yuanlu and Chan Yun are standing beside him inexplicably.

When Zen Master Yuanlu saw the body of Zen Master Zhifa lying on the ground stained with blood, he sighed with pity: "Benefactor Han, why are you...this poor monk is not selfish, you Acting like that... How can I explain to the Buddha?"

Dozens of monks followed closely from behind and came with a stick in their hands.

Han Feng laughed helplessly, really indefatigable:

"I think I can explain...Zhifa is actually a spy of Buddhism. He just wanted to persecute me, and then he just passed suicide. He tried to blame me..."

Han Feng said that he was paused, and asked weakly:

"That...Do you believe it?"

Han Feng doesn't have much self-confidence himself.

Master Yuanlu and Chan Yun didn't understand that they didn't speak a monk, but they didn't say anything, but the dozens of monks behind them glared at Han Feng.

Han Feng understands that they are not simply angry at themselves... They also hate and actually feel the Buddha's enemy in themselves.

Han Feng feels that he can have a mixed name like vortex maple too...

As a person of the small Vajra Temple, Zen Master Yuan Lu can be entrusted by Master Xumi to become The person who is temporarily acting as the Compassionate Zen Forest is indeed not bad. Even in this case, he did not speak harshly to Han Feng, but continued to ask: "Benefactor Han, what do you mean, Master Zhifa Is it a hidden rebellion in the Zen forest?"

Han Feng obviously didn't believe him when he heard what he said.

It is better to find a way to break through.

But the question is here, do I use the Evil King Stone Pavilion or the Sweeper?

Looking around, Han Feng began to find a way to break through, still reluctantly explaining.

"Actually, the situation is far worse than you think. Zen Master Zhijing and Zen Master Zhifa in the Compassionate Zen Forest are both people of evil Buddha power... I don’t know them from the very beginning That is, they were gradually corrupted by evil spirits later, but they are indeed the generation of evil spirits, and Zen Master Zhifa has indeed shown the image of evil spirits just now... The current situation is that they are trying to frame me... if I If you guessed it correctly, I'm afraid that there are evil spirits lurking in the Compassionate Zen Forest...or it is wisdom..."

Han Feng hadn't finished speaking, but the righteous voice suddenly interrupted Han. Feng.

Zhitong Elder stride proudly ahead:

"Benefactor Han means to doubt this poor monk?"

Han Feng's eyes are tight Staring at Zen Master Zhitong, Wu Divine Art secretly urged him to the extreme.

indifferently said:

"I am not doubting, I am determining."

That means fighting a mysterious old monk by the lake, that person’s cultivation base It is clear that it is Grade 3, and it must cover up his cultivation base at ordinary times.

Zhijing being sacrificed as bait is obviously not at that level. Zhifa has just fought against himself. Although the hiding of demons in the Buddha is indeed very unusual, it has not reached the Grade 3 cultivation base.

The remaining two people, Zhitong and Wisdom Elder.

Since the wisdom Elder can go out alone with a clear heart last time, the life of a Buddhist saint with a clear heart can almost be ruled out.

So, who is the remaining hidden stake, it goes without saying.

Han Feng pointed out in person that Zhitong Elder did not panic, but immediately took a bite and made a disappointed expression:

"Benefactor Han, Zhijing has confessed his sins and is in the Zen forest. The hidden stake of has been found, so don’t use this method to excuse yourself.

Insulting me is a trivial matter. It is right to insult the wisdom and law that sacrificed in order to bring you back to the right path. His disrespect.” This sentence of Zhitong defines Han Feng as a cultivation deviation after killing someone to get rid of crime. It can also be seen that he has a deep heart. Han Feng feels that there is no monk nearby. Believe in yourself, I hold a mission experience card in my mind.

It’s just...it’s a bit of a waste to use an experience card just to break through.

"Everyone, Benefactor Han is determined not to stay in the meditation forest this time, but the Zhifa Junior Brother is working hard to end his life, but we can’t just sit back and watch him continue to cultivation deviation!"

While Han Feng was thinking about it, Zen Master Zhitong has begun to encourage the monks to attack Han Feng.

If you directly attack Han Feng now, the monks may still suspect Zhitong, this old bald donkey chicken is very thief, and encourages others to take action, leaving no loopholes at all.

"The monks! We are not for hatred, but we are not the same as Zhifa Elder's efforts to waste! Tonight, we must capture the Han Feng donor!"

Zhitong Elder raised our arms and shouted , Many monks moved along and rushed to Han Feng, the monk sticks were intertwined, with the intention of directly trapping Han Feng.

Han Feng knows that tonight’s situation is impossible to resolve through simple negotiations, and his "Bright Jade Power" skills are running, and he suddenly strikes the ground.

"His efforts have paid off, am I going to die tonight?"

The ice blue palm force hit the ground, and the brilliant ice chrysanthemum spread across the ground and rushed towards Han Feng The feet of monks were frozen by ice, making them unable to move.

A Yin-Yang Wheel rotating in black and white appeared under Han Feng's feet, dragging Han Feng into the sky.

"In this trip to the Compassionate Zen Forest, Han Feng did receive the love of Dharma Zun, so he had to add the "Praising Maitreya Future". But this Han is also considered daring to fight, after all, he faced the evil Buddha incarnate directly...I , I don’t owe kindness to the Zen Forest... I’m afraid I can’t explain what happened today. In that case, Han Feng had to leave first and wait for a chance to explain it to you.”

Speaking, Han Feng looked towards Yuan Lu Zen Master.

"Zen Master, I’m sorry, I promised you to wait for two days, it seems that it’s not working... Please be careful with Elder. Please don’t try to stop me. I’m leaving today, no one can stop me. Live."

Others haven't said yet, Zhitong Elder finally couldn't bear it. He jumped up and the golden palm hit Han Feng like a fly swatter.

"Evil! Don't want to run away!"

The golden palm hits Han Feng, and the combination of the "Great Wheel Secret Technique" and the "Six Paramita" tricks caused the Buddha's energy to explode in the sky.

However, there is a huge black demonic energy suspended in the Buddha's energy.

The invisible Power of Thought urges the hair, as if Mount Tai is pressing the top, Zen Master Zhitong as if was struck by lightning, fell to the ground in an instant.

Many monks looked up at the sky, only to see a black air lingering, and there was no Han Feng's silhouette in the middle.

This black air resembles a Buddha and a demon, brewing the profound Buddhist principles of "not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle".

There was a voice of vicissitudes of life:

"I said, no one can stop me."