Huitong was still shaking his head after hearing what Lu Jing said.
Young people are young people, and they can easily get carried away once they get proud.
The two of them seemed to be chatting just now, but the previous rules were still in effect, so his rhetorical question was considered a question.
Lu Jing spoke nonsense when he answered, and of course he would be punished.
And once Lu Jing was punished, with Abbot Huitong's martial arts, he would naturally be able to seize the fleeting opportunity and escape from the No. 1 Scholar Building.
Huitong was still waiting eagerly for Lu Jing to vomit blood, but after waiting for a long time, this scene never happened. Lu Jing was still alive and kicking, and he didn't seem to be hurt at all.
Huitong's eyelids twitched, how could this be possible? Was this guy just telling the truth?
But how old is he? He is still less than twenty this year, right?
Being a first-class master under twenty years old is already an exaggeration. Being the best in the world under twenty years old is probably something that even those words cannot be made up.
Huitong felt his heart sink.
And this is not the only bad news. Qiu Moli's action was like a signal, which also made others wake up from their dreams.
Seeing that Huitong was about to escape, everyone in the building was naturally unwilling to sit still and wait for death, so they all joined the ranks besieging him.
On the other hand, the monks in Xuankong Temple had already fought against the people from Yunshui Jingci Pavilion, and they could no longer buy time for him. The white-faced monk had already been pushed to the ground by Yan Yun and was even clicked. Several acupuncture points on his body were motionless at this time, and he couldn't even speak a word.
So Abbot Huitong knew that the situation was over, he sighed deeply, stopped what he was doing, and stopped struggling.
At this moment, there were at least ten weapons on his body.
When Lu Jing saw this, he also put away the Zen staff in his hand and stepped aside.
Some people were worried that Huitong would play tricks again, so they wanted to tap his mute point.
But the next moment Qiu Moli's voice sounded again, "Wait."
The crowd parted automatically, making way for the master of Yunshui Jingci Pavilion.
Qiu Moli walked up to Huitong with a complicated expression. After a while, he said, "I know that the eminent monks in Xuankong Temple are forced by others..."
Huitong interrupted Qiu Moli, "Master Qiu, there is no need to excuse us. Whether we were coerced or not, we were the ones who did what happened tonight. Pie brought immeasurable losses.
"And the most important thing is that the poor monk had already anticipated such consequences before doing it. But the poor monk still insisted on going his own way, and naturally he had nothing to say if it failed."
"Now that the person who threatened you has been caught, the abbot can at least tell us what he used to coerce you." Qiu Moli asked.
Huitong glanced at the white-faced monk and shook his head, "What you arrested is just a small character, not the mastermind at all."
"Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Qiu Moli frowned, "Those guys from the devil's path?"
"It's not the devil's path, it's the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons."
I don't know if it was to make up for the disaster he had committed, but Abbot Huitong did not hide it this time.
"Ten Thousand Poison Valley? But all their people were dead five years ago."
"Not all of them died. There are still some outer disciples who survived. In addition, the most important thing is that Dongmen Wuse has a little daughter. She also escaped."
"Dongmen Weilan? She has been missing for many years. We have not received any news about her after all these years. Moreover, after several searches, no trace of her was found. Most people believe that she is dead. ”
"Now it seems that she is not dead. Not only is she not dead, but she is still alive and well. At the same time, she has inherited all the inheritance in the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, and is even better than her father... She has come back and comes to us for revenge. .”
After Abbot Huitong finished speaking, he glanced at the faces of everyone in the building, and then sighed, "Today's trip is not in vain, at least the poor monk knows where the resentment of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley comes from. "
"Master, have you seen that girl from Dongmen Weilan?"
Lu Jing suddenly spoke again.
"No," Huitong said, "it was always one of her subordinates who was in contact with us. Oh, it was the man in Yan Nuxia's hands. When he came to Beijing this time, in order to keep an eye on us, he also shaved his head and dressed up as The monks in the temple.”
"That is to say, Abbot Huitong, you are not sure that the girl from Dongmen Weilan is still alive."
"The girl from the East Gate does exist," Hui Tong said, "Because people can pretend, but poisons can't pretend. After the battle five years ago, we destroyed all the poison prescriptions in the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, and the Ten Thousand Poison Valley The rules of the sect are strict, and the number of poison prescriptions in the hands of the outer disciples is limited, and it is difficult to come into contact with powerful poisons.
"If there is anyone in this world who may have the most terrifying poison recipes in the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, it is only that girl from Dongmen Weilan."
Huitong's words were hard to refute, but Lu Jing knew that Dongmen Weilan had been living in Jinghu Valley during this period, and according to the rules of Jinghu Valley, she could not leave.
So how did those poisonous recipes spread? Does Dongmen Weilan know about it? Who is acting under the banner of Ten Thousand Poison Valley now?
Lu Jing's expression suddenly changed when he thought of this, and he said to Yan Yun, "Quickly, open his mouth."
In fact, before Lu Jing could say anything, when Yan Yun heard that the matter involved the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, Yan Yun was already wary. Worried that the white-faced monk would commit suicide by taking poison after being caught, he reached out and removed the other man's chin.
Unexpectedly, it was too late. Just when Huitong was speaking, a strange green color appeared on the face of the white-faced monk, as if there were branches stretching out under his skin.
The poison was very strong, but within a moment, his whole body, including his hands and feet, changed color.
But the white-faced monk still said in a hoarse and spiteful voice, "She will come to you... You, your relatives and friends, none of you can run away."
After saying the last word, he also took his last breath.
Looking at those round eyes that refused to close, many people present could not help but shudder.
Some well-informed people recognized the poison that poisoned the white-faced monk at a glance, and blurted out, "Spring buds! These are spring buds from the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons! But isn't this poison extinct?! "
The expression on Qiu Moli's face became particularly solemn, and she suddenly looked at Huitong and other monks in the Hanging Temple.
Fortunately, there was nothing strange about them at this time.
Huitong said, "There is no poison in our bodies. If they only threaten our lives, then we people still have this awareness and will not come to the Zhuangyuan Building for the banquet tonight."
"Then what reason does he have for you?"
"I can't say," Huitong shook his head, "I can only tell you that if we didn't come, not one or two people would die, nor would it be one or two hundred people.
"Don't underestimate the girl named Dongmen, and don't underestimate the Ten Thousand Poison Valley that has made a comeback. The Ten Thousand Poison Valley now is completely different from the Ten Thousand Poison Valley back then."
