The Zhuangyuan Building suddenly became silent.
No one expected that Deputy Sect Master Miao, who was alive and kicking a moment ago, would cough up blood and fall to the ground like a corpse in the next moment.
Even the most severe diseases do not kill people so quickly.
What's more, Miao Qianchi is also a first-rate master. He has profound internal skills and can heal ordinary injuries without medicine.
It wasn't until a moment later that Song Tao, the master of the Tiandao Sect who came back to his senses, slapped the table and shouted angrily, "What a Xuankong Temple, what a vicious method!"
Because he was too angry, his face was livid.
He stared at the monks of Xuankong Temple headed by Abbot Huitong with his dead fish eyes.
"Amitabha, the poor monk has warned Deputy Sect Master Miao before," Abbot Huitong sighed, "You must answer the poor monk's questions truthfully, and do not leave this place before the poor monk has finished asking his questions.
"The poor monk said this many times, and then kept telling him to stop. Unfortunately, Deputy Sect Master Miao didn't take the poor monk's warning to heart, and this led to a big disaster."
"Fuck your mother!" Song Tao couldn't help but swore, "Let's not talk about whether Deputy Sect Leader Miao lied. He doesn't want to answer your question, so why not leave halfway? Xuankong Temple is so prestigious, you guys Are the words spoken by monks more effective than Chen Lu?"
Song Tao's words also expressed the feelings of many people.
Indeed, regardless of whether Miao Qianchi lied or not, Abbot Huitong should not prevent him from leaving.
Moreover, such drastic measures were used.
Abbot Huitong seemed to be speechless by the question. He did not explain anything, but just recited another Buddha's name in a low voice.
Then he saw two monks coming out from behind him, seemingly wanting to save Miao Qianchi's corpse.
However, Song Tao said "Go away!" and was stopped on the spot.
"I don't need the eminent monks of Xuankong Temple to worry about the corpse of my Tiandao Sect."
While Song Tao was leading people to collect Miao Qianchi's body, he said to Abbot Huitong, "I heard that Abbot you have mastered the practice of universal compassion. Song's hands have been itchy recently, and he just wants to learn from it."
His words escalated the already extremely tense situation again!
Everyone knew that the deputy sect leader of the Tiandao Sect would not let it go just like that, but Song Tao was so fierce and challenged Abbot Huitong from the very beginning, which was beyond the expectations of many people.
Huitong became famous very early, even before Song Tao was born, he was already famous in the martial arts world. In the past twenty or thirty years, he has hardly made any moves, but no one dares to underestimate him because of this.
On the contrary, I felt that he was becoming more and more unfathomable.
In comparison, although Song Tao is also well-known in the world, his ranking on the Tianji list is not too high. The Tiandao Sect behind him was very prosperous forty years ago, but now it is also experiencing a shortage of talents. Crisis, many other top sects have been left behind.
But perhaps because of this, Song Tao, the sect leader, had to use such drastic measures to maintain the dignity of his sect.
And his approach indeed won him a lot of admiration.
Some of these glances came from the young disciples of the Tiandao Sect, and some came from people from other sects. After all, with the weak fighting against the strong, it was always easy to gain the support of passers-by.
Moreover, Abbot Huitong's previous behavior was indeed a bit excessive, so now there are obviously more martial arts people standing on the Tiandao Gate side of the Zhuangyuan Building.
Zhizhen, the head of the Luohan Hall of the Xuankong Temple, also has a hot temper. He immediately became angry after hearing this, "You want to challenge me, the abbot of the Xuankong Temple? Come on, get through the poor monk first!"
"Haha, if the masters of Xuankong Temple want to have a wheel battle, then Song will accompany them to the end."
"That's enough." Qiu Moli, who had not spoken much until now, finally spoke, somewhat helplessly, "Everyone, we are gathered here today to discuss how to deal with the menacing demonic path. We haven't gotten to the point yet, so let's go ahead. The fight started, isn’t this a joke?”
When Song Tao saw Qiu Moli's words, his tone slowed down a little, "Song also wants to have a good discussion with you guys on how to deal with those demons, but... I, the deputy sect leader of the Tiandao Sect, can't just be so vain. Is he dead? If nothing else, please at least ask the eminent monks of Xuankong Temple to tell me how Deputy Sect Leader Miao died."
Song Tao's request is reasonable and reasonable, and it is also the common doubt in the minds of everyone in the No. 1 Scholar Building.
At least half of the top masters in Zhengdao martial arts came tonight, but no one could see why Miao Qianchi died just now. This was not normal.
So everyone looked at the eminent monks in Xuankong Temple, as if they wanted to get answers from them.
As a result, Huitong's answer was not much different from before, "Amitabha, Deputy Sect Leader Miao did not answer the poor monk's previous questions truthfully, and tried to leave despite being dissuaded halfway. This was the cause of his death, so the poor monk here again I implore everyone to do as the poor monk said and never make the same mistake as Deputy Sect Leader Miao."
Huitong's words also caused an uproar in the building.
Even if the Xuankong Temple was unwilling to disclose the method of killing Deputy Sect Master Miao, listening to Abbot Huitong's wishes, it seemed that he wanted to find someone else to continue asking.
What does it mean?
This time even Qiu Moli couldn't help it, "What exactly does the abbot want?"
Huitong looked up to the sky and sighed, "I don't even want to...forget it, just don't say it. Let's continue to answer the questions. Since someone from the Tiandao Sect has already answered the question, let's change the next person to another sect."
"Why, does the abbot still want to ask us all again?" Han Shi said coldly.
"right."
Huitong's answer once again shocked everyone's jaws.
He said sincerely, "I hope everyone can cooperate as much as possible, answer all questions without hiding anything, and eventually everyone can leave here safely."
"What a loud tone!" Han Shi laughed angrily, "The abbot keeps saying that he will not be the leader of the martial arts alliance, but now he is giving orders here. Do you really think that the sword in my sword-washing pavilion is just a decoration?!"
By the last half of his sentence, his tone had become serious.
One hand also grasped the hilt of the sword.
There has always been endless debate about who is the best person in today's martial arts. After all, people at this level usually take fewer and fewer shots. Unless there is a real head-on fight, it is difficult to say who is definitely stronger. who.
But Han Shi is indeed the number one master in the world in most people's minds.
And once he draws his sword, some people may be in for a bloody disaster tonight.
However, even at this moment, there was no panic on Huitong's face. He just nodded and said, "In that case, let's ask Pavilion Master Han to answer the poor monk's question next."
"If you want to ask me, why not ask about my sword first."
After saying the last word, Han Shi had already drawn his sword in his hand. With him as the center, a terrifying aura full of oppression spread instantly.
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