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

Chapter 182
The hair-like yellow light gradually fluttered, getting closer and closer to the crowd, and Xu Ping and Dinghu Daoist also started to step forward, following the yellow light.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Huang Guang, ready to make a move at any time.

But seeing the yellow light drifting into the crowd, turning left and right, and passing by everyone, they could hear a heavy gasp.

Although they all know that they are not the devil, but what if... how to explain?

Xu Ping walked among the crowd, holding the copper coin sword tightly in his left hand, shining golden light, and the willow wooden sword in his right hand, shining with thunder.

But in the end, the yellow light floated out of the crowd, continued to move forward, passed the sweaty palms and hesitant monks, and drifted deeper into Fahua Temple...

Xu Ping and Master Dinghu ignored it, and said in unison: "Master Liao Kong?!"

Could it be that the devil turned out to be him!
Everyone was astonished, but at this moment, a figure slowly approached from the depths of the darkness, and the yellow light like silk fell directly on his body, and then disappeared.

Someone came out from the shadows, it was Master Liao Kong who was wearing a red cassock. As the abbot of Fahua Temple, he finally showed his face.

"Master Liao Kong, it really is him." Xu Ping exclaimed.

Dinghu real person reacted quickly, chased after him quickly, and stopped in front of him.

Everyone was moved, even the monks of Fahua Temple all cast their eyes in astonishment. Of course, most of them didn't believe it at all.

After all, all the words are dictated by them, and no one knows whether they are true or not.

As Dinghu Daoist left, other people followed closely. Under the threat of thousands of paper figurines, those monks didn't dare to act rashly at all.

Xu Ping was about to move forward, when he saw the old monk Kongming, he just stood there with a smile on his face, thought for a while, but he didn't go there either.

"Master Liao Kong, how do you explain?" Master Dinghu asked straightforwardly without concealing it.

Master Liaokong had a kind face, and compared with his younger brother, Zen Master Kongming, he looked more like an eminent monk. He was wearing a gorgeous cassock, and in the darkness of night, the cassock was draped around his body like blood.

"Amitabha."

"I can't explain it."

Master Dinghu frowned slightly, "Master Liao Kong, you mean that you admit it?"

Shaking his head lightly, Master Liaokong said with a smile: "I have been a monk since I was a child. When I was seven years old, I had already ate fast and recited scriptures in Fahua Temple. I never thought that now that I am in my forties, I would come out in person to cleanse myself. innocent."

Master Dinghu looked sideways slightly, and glanced at Zhang Fengyi, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, controlling the heavenly secret disk. The latter stood up slowly at this time, and said, "That's right, the scent of incense contained in the gourd was indeed on Master Kong's body." Found it."

If this is the case... Dinghu Daoist absolutely believes that the one he found based on the scent of incense must be the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

Thinking of this, Dinghu Daoist's eyes showed a trace of viciousness, since the other party does not admit it, then hit the other party to admit it.

In the practice circle, there is no evidence to say that whoever has the biggest fist has always been justified.

"Brother, you just admit it." Zen Master Kongming watched from a distance, and suddenly said this.

Zen Master Liaokong's face changed slightly, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he finally sighed and lowered his head silently.

After a while, Master Liaokong raised his head, his eyes moved slightly, "Reverend Dinghu, everyone, let me and my junior brother have a few words."

Master Dinghu glanced at Xu Ping, saw him nodding his head, and moved out of the way.

I saw Chan Master Kong's brisk steps, one step out, and he was in front of Chan Master Kongming, and then he slapped him hard and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

"brute!"

He stopped drinking, and with the crisp applause, he floated into the night sky.

Everyone present was shocked, and no one would have thought that he would just slap him when he rushed over. Even the Zen master Kong Ming was unprepared and was taken aback for a moment.

The monk cursed and violated the precept of hatred.

No matter the monks of various sects or the monks of Fahua Temple, they were all completely shocked by the scene before them.

Xu Ping couldn't understand it at all, but he knew in his heart that the two senior brothers in front of him must have an unknown side.

Zen Master Kongming was obviously stunned by the slap, he froze for a moment, the slap print appeared on his face, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, he grinned grinningly and said: "Brother, you have thought clearly about the price of your slap. "

"Humph!"

Zen Master Liaokong shook his cassock, ignored him completely, turned to face the crowd, and locked his eyes on Xu Ping.

Word by word: "That's right, the devil you've been looking for has been hiding in Fahua Temple all this time, and that's Lao Na."

He admitted it!

But the haze in everyone's heart has not dissipated, and they always feel that there is something in his words.

Especially Xu Ping, through the art of labor, he could feel the hatred and anger in his heart when Master Liao Kong slapped him just now.

And when his junior brother, Zen Master Kongming, said those words, the emotion disappeared in an instant, and a trace of fear appeared again.

In the end, it was a little unwilling to admit that he was the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

Unlike just now, even if Master Kong admitted, the surrounding atmosphere fell into a strange silence, no one spoke, and no one came out to criticize.

Even Master Dinghu and Zhang Fengyi are guessing, is it really the leader of the White Lotus Sect that the person found by the scent of incense?

Thinking of this, Master Dinghu took a step forward and asked, "Master Liaokong, since you admitted it, let me ask you one more question, how did you escape the search of Tianji Pan?"

The old monk Liaokong glanced at his junior brother out of the corner of his eye, and then said softly: "Jingxin Nunnery, Avalokitesvara statue, jade purification bottle."

Everyone looked at Master Dinghu and saw him nodding his head ponderingly. Immediately, there was an uproar at the scene, some shouted angrily, and some were afraid.

But everyone, without exception, completely believed that Master Liao Kong was the long-hunted demon.

Only Xu Ping had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He was not good enough to see clearly, but he knew it clearly.

When Master Dinghu was asking a question just now, Master Liaokong first glanced at his junior brother, and the latter moved his lips, using the technique of sound transmission, obviously saying something to him.

Going around and around, it turned out that the black hand behind the scenes was the old monk Kongming.

The reason why Master Liaokong did this, and because he was angry and violated the precept of hatred, there must be some reason in the hands of his junior brother.

Not to intervene from the beginning to the end, presumably it was also the meaning of Zen Master Kong Ming, who was angry with the respected Dinghu real person, deceived Taoist Zhang Fengyi, and stole the heavenly secret disk, just wanting to control the situation.

I will say it!

What he did is very obvious, and it is inseparable from that devil.

Xu Ping didn't point it out directly, but captured Zen Master Kong without a fight, and the cassock representing the abbot of Fahua Temple was draped on Zen Master Kongming at this time.

"Everyone, now that the truth has come to light, the leader of the White Lotus Sect has been lurking in Fahua Temple. This old monk cannot shirk his responsibility. Here, on behalf of Fahua Temple, I would like to express my apologies to all of you."

The people who didn't witness the whole process lifted their guard against him at this time, and they all said that the devil was cunning, no wonder he was there.

But Zhang Fengyi and Master Dinghu frowned, not knowing how to speak.

It seems that the devil has indeed been put to death, but the series of deceptive behaviors of Zen Master Kongming are still very problematic.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, your paper piercing technique has reached the realm of good fortune. This old monk is also an eye-opener. I hope to discuss it with Fellow Daoist Xu when I have the opportunity. How about accepting your supernatural powers today?"

Zen Master Kongming said with a smile.

Meanwhile, Master Liao Kong, under his orders, was tied up by several monks and sat cross-legged on the bluestone slab beside him.

Now that he's admitted it, let's try it out.

Xu Ping pondered slightly, then suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Master Kong: "Look into my eyes."

holy spirit!

Manipulating the hearts of others, punishing rape and eradicating evil, if the other party has committed various sins, he will inevitably speak out his crimes under the influence of the Holy Spirit.

And inwardly, punished.

This kind of punishment will not be superficial, it will only make people feel in the heart, adding a mountain of swords and seas of fire to the body, and experiencing that extreme pain.

When Xu Ping obtained this technique, he had already decided that this technique should not be used indiscriminately.

Just ask who can, it is extremely white.

As the saying goes, no one is perfect, and everyone will have a dark side in their hearts. It is not appropriate to force a person to tell his sins.

He believes that it is impossible for everyone present to be extremely holy, and they will inevitably suffer magnified pain several times under the influence of the Holy Spirit.

But at this moment, Chan Master Liaokong admitted that he was the devil, so it is understandable to test him with the Holy Spirit.

If he is really the devil, then he deserves what he deserves. If he is not, then it must be because of some things and some handles in his junior brother's hands to cover up the devil.

Xu Ping felt that it was necessary to understand the secrets that could lead a person to die generously.

And Zen Master Liaokong was stunned for a moment, looking up uncontrollably, he found a clear light burst out from Xu Ping's eyes, and a white light shone from the back of his head, reflecting the whole body, incomparably holy.

"hiss……"

Master Liaokong gasped, the dry flesh on his face twitched intermittently, as if he was suppressing and resisting something.

Zen Master Kongming noticed that something was wrong, fixed his eyes, and shouted: "Fellow Taoist Xu, what are you doing, even if senior brother is guilty, he is still a member of Fahua Temple, and he should follow the rules of Fahua Temple."

No matter how Xu Ping treated him, he continued to cast the Holy Spirit spell.

Master Liaokong tried his best to support him, but the gap in his path was ultimately a ravine, which could not be easily filled.

After holding on for a moment, Zen Master Liaokong was completely influenced by the Holy Spirit and said uncontrollably: "As the abbot of Fahua Temple, I have committed adultery and killed my disciple with my own hands in order to cover up the truth. , really deserve death..."

"Amitabha!"

Controlled by the Holy Spirit, he took the initiative to tell the secrets in his heart. When Master Liao Kong said this, he was neither sad nor happy, as if he was telling someone else's story.

However, all the people present turned pale with astonishment, especially among those monks, there was a tidal wave of noise.

But without waiting for everyone to think about it, Master Liao Kong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood as if being hit hard, and his body trembled slightly.

Through the understanding of the Holy Spirit technique, Xu Ping knew that he was being condemned and punished.

According to the precepts of Fahua Temple, if you violate the precept of adultery, you will be punished with a hundred sticks and expelled from the mountain gate.

Right now he is being blamed.

As for mutilating fellow disciples, especially killing one's own apprentice, no matter which side's precepts it is, it can't be said, it's just a word of death.

After the hundred shovels are over, the sharp blade will be added to the body, and thousands of arrows will pierce the heart and die.

Xu Ping put away the Holy Spirit technique, and the punishment continued. Once the Holy Spirit technique was cast, it would be irreversible, but Master Liaokong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had already regained his sanity.

Every time the rod was used, Master Liaokong would groan, his body trembled slightly, and blood dripped from his mouth.

But Xu Ping had already figured it out at this moment. It turned out that this was the trick of Master Liaokong, because after he said the crime, he didn't continue to speak.

That also proves that he is not the devil at all.

"Xiao...Xiao Xu, is it your method?" Dinghu real person asked with lingering fear.

Everyone present could see that Master Liao Kong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground after Xu Ping yelled just now, had become like this.

Xu Ping nodded: "The spell I cast just now can make the opponent confess all his guilt."

"Then what Master Liaokong said just now is also true?"

"Ah."

Zhang Fengyi continued: "No wonder the poor Taoist heard that 15 years ago, Master Liao Kong's beloved disciple died tragically for no reason. He thought he was killed by a demon, but he didn't expect..."

"and many more!"

Master Dinghu and Zhang Fengyi realized later, and hurriedly raised their heads to look at Master Liao Kong who was being tortured, "Why didn't you hear him say something about the White Lotus Sect?"

The White Lotus Sect does a lot of unrighteousness and harms people a lot. Whether it is practitioners of various sects or ordinary people, they have all suffered from their poisonous hands.

However, nothing was mentioned about the White Lotus Sect.

"Huh~"

Buddhism hides filth and evil practices.

These two old monks are not good people!

Xu Ping sneered, looked at Zen Master Kongming, and said, "Because... that devil is someone else."

"How about it, Zen Master Kongming, do you say it yourself and die quickly, or suffer a thousand cuts and die lingeringly?"

As early as when Master Kong said those words, Zen Master Kong Ming's expression had become extremely ugly. He raised his head to look at Xu Ping, and asked in a deep voice, "You...what kind of demon technique did you use, senior brother? It must be under your manipulation to say these words."

Xu Ping didn't talk nonsense with him, he moved forward and rushed forward.

Zen Master Kongming didn't even realize how Xu Ping used the Holy Spirit's technique just now, and the senior brother couldn't even do a way to resist it, so he didn't have the heart to stay here.

He jumped up and was about to leave.

And just as his footsteps moved, thousands of paper figurines set off at the same time and rushed towards him. The scene was extremely spectacular.

Zen Master Kongming, who was surrounded by groups, only repelled dozens of paper figurines before being surrounded by ten paper figurines.

Those paper figurines with golden light on their bodies were so powerful that he could no longer move.

He could only watch helplessly as Xu Ping's eyes glowed white and he walked over step by step.

(End of this chapter)