The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 178 Luring the Wolf Out of the Room
late at night.

The white soft light emitted by the bright moon looks so pure and beautiful in the dark night.

On the steep stone steps leading to the Fahua Temple, a figure passed quickly, the wide-sleeved Taoist robe fluttered, but there was no sound.

This stone step is the back mountain path leading to Fahua Temple.

Daoist Dinghu had a palm-sized gourd hanging on his waist. The purpose of his trip was to find Daoist Zhang Fengyi of Longhu Mountain.

Coming to the back of Fahua Temple, the towering walls showed a trace of ferocity in the middle of the night.

Immortal Dinghu just stood still when he heard the sound of soft footsteps, and he hurriedly dodged to hide in the shadow under the wall.

"Brother, the Taoist priests in Maoshan are really too much. They insulted our Fahua Temple so much. Why doesn't the abbot ignore it?"

"Brother doesn't know either."

"Fortunately, Master Kongming's uncle is not as weak as the abbot."

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense."

"..."

The two monks who were watching the night walked past the wall, but they didn't find the real Dinghu who was hiding in the shadows.

"Hey, junior brother, have you heard?"

"what?"

"After those distinguished guests came back in the evening, Uncle Yuan Ben immediately went to see Uncle Kong Ming. I seemed to hear that Uncle Kong Ming was angry and even threw things."

"Then, isn't that a violation of the precept..."

"The Discipline Academy is under the management of the Master Uncle."

"..."

The voices of the two gradually disappeared, and Dinghu Daoist came out from the shadows, looking at the place where they disappeared, he couldn't help being curious.

This is a violation of the precepts, as for?

After contemplating for a moment, he didn't think much of it. He jumped up, his body was as light as a swallow, and disappeared over the wall.

There are nearly one hundred Buddhist halls and two to three hundred monks in Fahua Temple. It occupies a large area. In this location in southern Guangdong, the incense is also extremely prosperous.

Fortunately, Master Dinghu had been here before, so he didn't miss the direction. Like a puff of green smoke drifting across the square, after passing the corridor, he came to a meditation room.

This is the guest room of Fahua Temple, such as Zhang Fengyi, Elder Che and others, all live here.

After listening carefully, except for the chirping of insects in Xia Ye, there was no other sound in the yard.

"Strange, didn't you say you came back, why is there no one..." Dinghu real person felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the side, which made his brain buzz and the breath in his whole body was disordered. He could no longer restrain his breath and hid in the night.

The sudden change occurred, but Master Dinghu was no ordinary person. In an instant, he had gathered his true energy to resist the discomfort caused by the roar.

And he also distinguished that this roar was exactly the roar of the Buddhist lion.

"Haha, sure enough, as my uncle said, the devil attacked in the middle of the night."

"Zen Master Kongming is really powerful. Guessing that the devil was hunted down by us, he has a grudge in his heart. He will definitely come back and hunt us down."

"Everyone, be careful, the devil's magic skills are powerful, and he must have healed his wounds when he came here this time."

While everyone was talking, Yuan Ben's fat figure appeared from the arched courtyard gate, and beside him and behind him, there were also elite backbones of various sects standing.

Everyone raised their eyes, and they all cried out in astonishment, among them, Zhang Fengyi from Longhushan was the most surprised.

"what?"

"Reverend Dinghu, why is it you?"

I saw a figure under the night, wearing a black Taoist robe, a wooden hairpin through his hair, and a gourd hanging from his waist. It was Dinghu Daoist.

I thought it was a night attack by the devil, but I never expected that the person who appeared here was actually the real Dinghu who had gone and returned.

What's more, they broke in through the wall in the middle of the night, using the tricks of thieves, which unavoidably surprised everyone.

While everyone was still in shock, the fat monk Yuanben rolled his eyes and immediately shouted: "Amitabha, I didn't expect that one of the three great masters in Maoshan is actually a spy of the White Lotus Sect."

"He must have inquired about the devil in advance, so that he could unite with the surviving remnants of the White Lotus Sect and destroy us in one fell swoop."

In a hurry, he wanted to convict Dinghu Zhenren.

And these provocative words, combined with Dinghu's strange behavior, made it difficult for people to think calmly, and looked at Dinghu's eyes, and began to become vigilant.

"fart!"

Daoist Dinghu scolded angrily: "Two of the four great protectors of the White Lotus Sect were killed by poor Taoists. How can you be allowed to talk nonsense here? According to poor Taoists, you, a fat bald donkey who doesn't abide by the rules It is the remnant of the White Lotus Sect."

Yuan Ben's complexion changed slightly, but he also shouted sharply: "All the stolen goods have been stolen, and you are still sophistrying, so why don't you explain why you visited Fahua Temple at night?"

Master Dinghu glanced at Zhang Fengyi, it was naturally impossible for him to say what he came for in full view.

After all, among this group of people, which one is the wolf has not yet been clarified.

Seeing that Master Dinghu couldn't answer, Monk Yuanben sneered, and respectfully said to everyone: "Everyone, this old Taoist must have a guilty conscience, why don't we capture him first, and then slowly interrogate him."

When everyone heard his words, they didn't respond for a while.

Shooting against Maoshan's real person is basically the same as provoking Maoshan.

He is not afraid of Fahua Temple, but it does not mean that other sects are not afraid.

Upon hearing this, Master Dinghu immediately shouted loudly: "Which one dares?"

At the same time as the voice sounded, the Taoist robe flapped, and the whole body was surrounded by qi, blowing waves of hurricanes.

Everyone looked at Yuan Ben and then at Zhang Fengyi, but they didn't make a move for a long time.

But Master Dinghu glanced at everyone, knowing that tonight, it would be impossible to discuss with Zhang Fengyi alone, so he let it go.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Monk Yuanben was impatient, he complained in his heart, why did the abbot suddenly pass on to his uncle, otherwise his group of people would not be intimidated by this old Taoist.

And the lion's roar that I just did, caught him off guard, did not cause any substantial damage at all, and the gap in cultivation was still too big.

Just when the fat monk was extremely anxious, when he looked around at the crowd, he desperately winked at the elder Che.

Che Zhang was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head slightly, he really wanted to pretend he didn't see it.

If it's about acting or something, it doesn't matter, but now he wants to be tough with Maoshan's Dinghu real person, and he doesn't think he has that strength.

But seeing Yuan Ben's threatening eyes suddenly, he could only suppress his anger and resentment, and shouted loudly: "Others are afraid of you, but I, Che Hui, are not afraid of you."

"Susu..."

The sword finger thrust out quickly, and two consecutive volleys of finger force burst out towards the real Dinghu.

The volley fingers of Xingyimen burst out the true energy in the body from the fingertips, practicing a pair of sword fingers.

Practicing to the deepest point, once pointed out, everything can be broken.

But this Elder Che obviously didn't practice well enough, and saw that Dinghu Daoist just flicked his sleeves lightly, pulling his Qi machine, and the two forces were shaken back instead.

Elder Che's eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly tried to block it, but was pushed a few meters away by these two forces, his face flushed red.

"puff--"

Seemingly unable to bear the force, he barely stopped, leaving two deep marks on the ground, and he sprayed out a cloud of blood mist, his face pale.

"You...you are so vicious!"

Elder Che raised his finger and pointed at Master Dinghu, said these words through his teeth, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone present was stunned, surprised at Dinghu's powerful skills, and also shocked and angry at Dinghu's direct attack.

"What's the situation? I didn't use any strength, and he fell down?" Dinghu Daoist looked confused. Logically speaking, this Elder Che of Xingyimen couldn't be so weak.

What a great opportunity... Monk Yuanben reacted immediately, and hurried over to check Elder Qiche's injuries.

It was discovered that this acting elder Che just forcibly reversed his true energy and caused some damage to his tendons before he fainted.

He immediately exaggerated, and shouted sharply: "The muscles and veins are exhausted, what a cruel heart!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately became angry, and anger welled up in their hearts.

"Reverend Dinghu, it's useless for me to respect you as a master of Taoism. I didn't expect you to be so cruel to your companions."

"Everyone, be careful, maybe it is true as Master Yuanben said, this old Taoist is a spy of the White Lotus Sect."

"In the future, we must let Maoshan give us an explanation."

"..."

As they spoke, the crowd moved, and they surrounded Daoist Dinghu.

Now, even Daoist Zhang Fengyi of Longhu Mountain believed that he was a spy of the White Lotus Sect, otherwise how could he act so viciously.

Real Dinghu, who knew the strength of his strikes, also slowly reacted at this moment.

There must be something wrong with the surname Che.

He knew exactly how much strength he exerted himself, and it was impossible for him to shatter Che Hui's tendons.

"Brother Dinghu, you'd better stay here for the time being. I'll take you to Maoshan and meet Maoshan's head teacher. Right and wrong are up to him to decide." Zhang Fengyi is still rational, but he also stands on the opposite side.

"Foolishness!"

"ignorance!"

Daoist Dinghu was furious, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be captured without a fight.

Everyone used their own methods, some moved straight to the vital point, and some fought outside, trying to catch him.

A soft whip turned into an afterimage and struck. Dinghu real person immediately moved three steps horizontally to dodge, but saw a dagger as clear as water, stabbing obliquely.

He was about to dodge again, but he heard a man's curse, and found that the ground under his feet had turned into mud, completely imprisoning his feet.

"drink!"

Immortal Dinghu yelled, and slammed his palms on the ground, his whole body was full of true energy, glowing with glory, as if wrapped in a layer of moonlight.

With the help of this sinking palm force, he abruptly pulled his figure out of the mud, and the dagger that stabbed obliquely also quietly fell into the air.

But his figure rose into the air, and he had nowhere to rely on his strength.

Several talismans flew over, trying to seal off the veins. This was the talisman cast by Daoist Zhang Fengyi, and the mana transformed from the talisman also turned into a faint blue.

If he was hit by this tendon-blocking talisman, Dinghu real person didn't think he could still leave here.

"Zhenwu Zhenjun, Kui Gang is upright, the heavenly talisman is manifested, and the divine thunder is mighty."

"Edict!"

The curse was completed, the night sky was covered by dark clouds, and blue electric lights surrounded the whole body.

Dinghu's scruffy appearance also became imposing, especially the gaze in the beam of thunder and lightning, which was fierce, staring at the fat monk on the ground.

The thunder shattered several talismans of Zhang Fengyi like a shattering rot. The latter frowned slightly. He did not expect that with the cooperation of everyone, he would not be able to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Shangqing Maoshan and Zhengben have the same origin, and the cultivation level of the Dinghu real person in front of him, in Zhang Fengyi's view, is on par with himself.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for just a few decades, the other party's Taoism has improved to such an extent.

"it is good!"

"Come again!"

Zhang Fengyi suddenly jumped up, stepping on the sky, surrounded by qi all over his body, and the white qi, like a swimming snake, gathered on the long sword in his hand.

The long sword blooms with clear light, which cannot be stared at directly, like a bright moon.

Master Dinghu was completely aroused with murderous intentions, and suddenly saw Zhang Fengyi soaring into the air, standing on the opposite side of himself, without any reservations, he was directly driven out by five or six beams of thunderous light.

Zhang Fengyi didn't dare to neglect, he retreated three steps in a row, and drew a sword flower, the white light at the tip of the sword also turned into blue thunder.

Two waves of thunder erupted, unstoppable, and the people scattered in all directions retreated to the side for fear of being affected.

At this moment, Dinghu real person's arm drove, and the only two remaining thunderbolts, following his traction, slashed towards the ground impressively.

There,

The fat monk Yuanben watched everything unsuspectingly.

"not good!"

Yuan Ben's expression changed drastically when he realized that Dinghu Daoist still had the strength to deal with him. If he was struck by this thunder, he would really go to see the Buddha.

But Lei Ting was extremely fast, and just as he moved his feet, he was tripped.

It was Elder Che who was lying there, and when he realized something was wrong, he didn't pretend to be dead. He swam quickly like a gecko, and fled into the distance, just in time to bump into the fat monk standing next to him.

It was also delayed by this, the thunder thundered down, Monk Yuan Ben felt unwilling, and shouted loudly, thinking that he was about to die.

Just at this time, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and a jade plate shining with pure white light flew from the depths of Fahua Temple and landed in front of Yuan Ben, blocking the fatal blow.

But the power of the thunder was unstoppable, the jade plate just blocked it for a while, then it was sent flying, and hit Yuan Ben's body heavily.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Yuanben's obese figure fell heavily to the ground like a kite with broken strings, but looking at it, he was still alive.

"so close!"

Yuan Ben lying on the ground felt severe pain all over his body, he was glad that he knew who saved him through the jade plate.

A thin figure descended, retracted the jade plate, looked up at the two people in the air with sharp eyes.

"Zen Master Kongming!"

"Zen Master Kongming, you've come."

When he was manipulating the Thunder Talisman to contend with Zhang Fengyi's Thunder Technique, Dinghu Daoist glanced to the bottom out of the corner of his eye, and there was another person, it was the Zen Master Kongming.

At this moment, he felt that he had seen more than half of it clearly. There must be something wrong with this monk Yuanben and that elder Che.

And this Zen Master Kongming...

Real Dinghu couldn't speculate arbitrarily, after all, the other party's reputation in the Jianghu was no less than his own.

Whether he was deceived by the villain or what, he couldn't say for the time being.

Is it true that I am here tonight?
Seeing that Zen Master Kongming was about to sacrifice the jade plate again, Master Dinghu's face changed drastically, and even Zhang Fengyi, who was confronting him with the thunderbolt method, felt something was wrong.

If he was hit by Zen Master Kongming's jade plate, he would definitely not be able to survive.

"Zen Master Kongming, show mercy!"

Zhang Fengyi hastily withdrew his hands and shouted.

But it was too late, the jade plate flew in the air, spinning extremely fast, and it was about to cut Daoist Dinghu in half.

"The wolf is coming!"

Xu Ping, who had been following Reverend Dinghu all the way up the mountain, had already identified it at this time. A thin rope made of golden light entangled Reverend Dinghu in mid-air and pulled him back.

Xu Ping kept on stepping, pulling the golden rope, and quickly fled far away, disappearing into the vast night.

(End of this chapter)