Neither Abbot Xinhu, nor Xinshu, Xindeng, and Xinjian could understand why Xinmei looked so frightened and still frightened.
They didn't even understand why their sister was so courteous and even a little humble to those two people.
Listening to his eyebrows' question, he said directly: "It's not a big deal. I came to Shaolin partly to borrow scriptures from the Sutra Pavilion, and partly because I wanted to kill two people."
As soon as he said these words, Yao Yue looked at Yi Yi with a slight frown on her eyebrows. Li Xun Huan and A Fei seemed to be surprised, but not too surprised to look at him.
As for the Shaolin monks, all of them were furious. Even the calmest abbot, Xinhu, had an angry look on his face, like a glaring King Kong.
Xinmei quickly asked: "My Buddha is merciful. If the donor wants to borrow scriptures, I would like to fulfill the request of the donor on behalf of the abbot of our temple. But if the donor wants..."
Ran Ran intercepted and said, "Has your Shaolin Yi Jin Jing been stolen?"
My eyebrows were surprised: "Does the donor know?"
Randomly asked: "Do you think it was the Plum Blossom Thief?"
Xinmei asked: "Isn't it?"
Random smiled and shook his head.
After everyone heard these words, they were all shocked. Many Shaolin disciples were shocked that Shaolin's "treasure of the temple" Yi Jin Sutra was stolen, but a few people in Abbot Xinhu were surprised as to why he knew about Yi Jin Sutra. It was stolen!
Bai Xiaosheng suddenly sighed: "I'm afraid Mr. Ren has stopped asking for trouble."
Ranyi didn't say anything, just looked at him intently.
Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said: "Besides the first seven masters of Shaolin, I am the only one who knows about the theft of the Yi Jin Jing. When Master Ren says these words now, isn't he telling everyone that the thief of the Sutra is actually You do whatever you want."
Xinjian shouted angrily: "Yes, you are the one who stole the scriptures. Disciples..."
Before he could finish his words, Ranyi slapped him with a palm. That wasn't any martial arts move, it seemed like it was just a slap.
But with this slap, Xinjian's head flew away from his neck, and the living person instantly turned into a headless corpse.
Shocking!
No one expected the scene in front of them; when they saw such a thing happening, even though Xin Mei had tried his best to stop it, his junior brother Xin Jian still died in the hands of Yi Ran.
Just when everyone's eyes were splitting, shocked, and angry, he waved his sleeves arbitrarily, without any arrogance, but said leisurely: "I have a few words to say. If you cultivate your mind and practice Buddhism, you should meditate and wait. After I have finished speaking, don’t talk too much, and don’t make mistakes. Shaolin’s survival depends only on your thoughts.”
At this moment, not to mention others, even my beloved can't bear it, let alone the monks who don't know why?
Xin Shu took action, Xin Leng also took action, and Abbot Xin Hu also used his energy and energy, and clapped his hands out.
The three of them are all the leaders of Shaolin, and they use the most profound martial arts of Zen Buddhism when they strike. The two of them grab any hands, and one person's palms instantly turn into heavy palm shadows.
Xin Deng's fist is as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.
The hands of Xinshu contain grasping techniques and various weapons, and their transformations are complex.
The heart screamed out, the shadow of the palm turned into a palm, and the energy surged through the air.
The three of them worked together to attack. Not only were their coordination impeccable, but they also seemed to be one integrated body. If it were natural, they would give full play to Zen martial arts.
But standing there arbitrarily, there was no sound, no response, and even no movement.
But when the three people punched each other, an invisible and unparalleled force appeared!
It was a pulling force. The wind of the palm hit the heart tree, the force of the fist hit the heart lake, and the grasping force moved toward the heart lamp. It was like the three forces drew an arc in the air, turned around halfway, walked around quickly, and paid them all back. return.
The three of them flew upside down, and blood spurted out as their bodies passed by.
No one could understand such martial arts. To everyone, it seemed as if Xin Deng, Xin Shu and Xin Hu suddenly attacked each other.
Yao Yue was slightly surprised and said: "Replace flowers with jade?"
He raised his eyebrows and said, "I can do it better than you."
Turn your head away from this person.
Xinmei said loudly: "Don't take action, don't take action at all."
After he finished speaking, he turned back to look at the three people who had fallen to the ground, with a pained expression on his face, and said: "Brother Abbot atones for his sins. My sister will give an explanation to all the brothers later. How about I please let my brother make the decision?"
Xinhu looked at Xuanyuan in shock, then covered his chest and nodded.
The eyebrows looked at Xuanyuan with an ugly expression and said: "I, Shaolin, have never offended a benefactor. Mr. Ren, I don't know why?"
Ranyi said calmly: "Xinjian is someone who steals scriptures."
Xinmei lost her voice and said: "You...you said it's Xinjian?"
The heart tree on the ground hissed: "What proof do you have?"
Ranran chuckled and said: "I don't have any proof, but if Ren said that he was a thief of scriptures, then he must be, or not! Even if you are not convinced, please don't say anything, just bear with it." "
Xin Deng said angrily: "You..."
Xinmei was the first to say: "The old monk believes what the young master said."
Ranran smiled and said: "That's good. In addition to Xinjian, there is another person who steals the scriptures."
My eyebrows trembled in my heart, but I gritted my teeth and asked, "Master, please make it clear."
In the eyes of others, arbitrariness may mean that a deer is mistaken for a horse, and it is fabricated wantonly, but Li Xunhuan does not think so.
Randomly said: "Bai Xiaosheng."
After finishing his words, Bai Xiaosheng, who was not far away, took a few steps back and said loudly: "You are talking nonsense, you... you want to frame me?"
Ranyi said calmly: "I have already said that even if you are dissatisfied in your heart, you must endure it and endure it; you must never say it out loud."
Bai Xiaosheng's face was full of fear. He didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around immediately.
When he turned around, he heard a "chi" sound and a gust of wind penetrated through the vest and then out from the chest. He didn't even have a chance to run, and his chest was opened.
Xiao Ran fell down. After falling, he turned around with difficulty, smiled miserably and wanted to speak, but as soon as he uttered the word "you", his breath died.
"Okay, I'd like to ask Shaolin to arrange a private room for you."
My sister didn't dare to refuse him, so I could only do it.
…
There is wine in the glass.
Hold a book in either hand, raise a glass and drink.
There were four people sitting in the wing, except for Yao Yue, there were only two people, Li Xunhuan and A Fei.
A Fei looked at him with a strange look on his face.
Li Xunhuan looked at the people who were focusing on the Buddhist scriptures and said, "The Yijin Jing has been found in the mind-analyzing room."
He responded lightly without saying anything.
Li Xunhuan sighed: "No one would have thought that Brother Ren came to Shaolin just to read Buddhist scriptures."
With his eyes on the book, he said without raising his head: "What Ren has learned in his life comes from hundreds of schools! Even martial arts, Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, Yi, mathematics, geography and astronomy, he has made achievements. It's a pity that I I have hated Buddhism since I was a child, and although I have learned Buddhist martial arts all over, I have never read a single Buddhist scripture. Now it is time to study Buddhism well."
Have you learned all the Buddhist martial arts?
His words seemed absurd, but people couldn't help but believe him. Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly and couldn't help but sigh, what kind of person is this person.
Yao Yue asked: "Is your fourth level of 'Huntian Jue' technique not perfected yet?"
Ranran smiled and said: "It's so easy there."
As he spoke, he glanced at Li Xunhuan and asked, "Are you here for those two father and son?"
Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly and said, "It is indeed Brother Ren."
Random chuckled and said: "Their father and son have been hit by my 'life and death talisman'."
Li Xunhuan frowned and said, "'The Talisman of Life and Death'?!"
Randomly said slowly: "The so-called 'life and death talisman' is just like its name. It is taken from the meaning of 'can't survive, can't die'. The life and death talisman is not a poison, but it is more poisonous than any poison. It only causes itching when it attacks. The severe pain increases for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, then gradually subsides, and after eighty-one days, it increases again, and so on, endlessly."
Li Xunhuan's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Ren... Can Brother Ren let them go?"
Randomly smiled and said: "The Talisman of Life and Death cannot kill anyone. If the two of them want to avoid being tortured by the Talisman of Life and Death, they can kill themselves over there."
