I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 2830 keep a trace of sobriety

There was an eminent monk blocking the way, so Wu Feng and Zhou Ming stopped immediately. Wu Feng looked up and down at the eminent monk in front of him. He was probably around 80 or [-] years old. His beard and eyebrows were white, and he had a very fierce aura. Wu Feng was ashamed of himself because of his aura and deep cultivation, the chance of winning against such an eminent monk was very slim, besides, Wu Feng did not want to fight the eminent monk of Lingyin Temple.

After a pause, Wu Feng cupped his hands and said very politely: "Dare to ask this master's dharma name?"

"The old monk's name is Fatong, but you are Wu Feng, a disciple of Maoshan's younger generation?" The monk Fatong asked again in order to confirm the identity of the person in front of him.

"Maoshan disciple Wu Feng, pay homage to Master Fatong." Wu Feng once again saluted very politely, and said: "Master Fatong, if I say that Master Wu was not killed by me and senior brother, do you believe it or not?"

"Abbot Fawu was not killed by you, so who killed it? Not long ago, I clearly saw Jueyuan and Jueming taking you to the Buddhist temple of Abbot Fawu. Not long after, I heard the abbot's words As for the news of the death, only the two of you went to the abbot’s Buddhist monastery, and there were no other people at all, so are you still trying to quibble?” A younger, taller and taller monk pointed at Wu Feng and Zhou Ming viciously with the Jiedao in his hand.

Just as Wu Feng wanted to explain, the dozen or so monks behind had already caught up. The big monk in front of him swung his monk's stick and beat Zhou Ming with his head and face. How could Zhou Ming be the kind of person who suffered? , the chi kiss bone sword in his hand swept across the air, and chopped on the monk's stick of the great monk. The chi kiss bone sword was so sharp that it cut the monk's monk stick in half with just one stroke. The great monk was stunned for a moment, then snorted angrily, and continued to greet Zhou Ming with the half of the monk's stick.

"Miaoshan... don't do anything, it's not too late to listen to what they have to say!" Monk Fatong raised his hand and said.

"Uncle, what else can I say to the two of them? Both of them are thieves who killed my master. I must kill them today to avenge my master!" Monk Miaoshan was so angry that his pupils were filled with blood. He raised the half of the monk's stick and was about to continue to greet Zhou Ming. Seeing Miaoshan's move, the big monk behind Fatong couldn't hold back any longer. They raised the sabers in their hands and killed them both. run away.

In the face of anger, many people tend to be dazzled, not to mention that the person who died was the abbot of their Lingyin Temple, Miaoshan's master, and they could bear this anger.

"Stop it, old man, don't you even listen to my words?" Master Fatong shouted sharply.

This time, Master Fatong was already a little angry. Although he was also very angry, he still kept a clear head, and quickly stopped the three of them. It's not too late to ask some questions before doing anything.

Although the three were unwilling to do so, they had no choice but to temporarily suppress their anger, but they still looked at their two brothers with vigilance.

At this time, around the temple where Wu, Zhou Ming and others were standing, there were already a lot of people surrounded by [-]% of the inside and outside. The young monks held the torches, and in just a short while, they were surrounded. It seemed impossible to get out this time.

(End of this chapter)