Chapter 1270 He is a mystery!

"Did you go to the Demon King?"

The verbs of plum blossom and death are so inconceivable, did it come from the mouth of a monk?

"you sure?"

Plum Blossom and Reaper asked almost at the same time.

Abbot Huixin nodded: "It should be certain. When Xuanzang left just now, he sent a voice transmission to the old monk. What he said was that he was going to become the demon king!"

Plum Blossom and Grim Reaper looked at each other, because they were blocked by the red mask, and they couldn't see their expressions. Huixin thought, it should be very exciting!
"Master Huixin, there is one thing that I don't know whether to ask or not. If the question is inappropriate, the master doesn't need to answer it. Just pretend that I have never asked." At this time, Mei Hua said suddenly.

Hui Xin glanced at Mei Hua, and said in her heart, it must be difficult to answer what you asked, if you know it's inappropriate, don't ask, otherwise the old monk can't answer, and the abbot will be ashamed.

In fact, Huixin also had many questions in her heart, but she never asked too many questions.

To him, Xuanzang is like an unsolvable mystery, the more he solves it, the more confused he becomes.

For example, why does he, a person who walks the world, know nothing about the world.

For example, how could he have picked up a grimace mask and black underwear that just fit in the latrine, the quantity was just right, and he believed it at the beginning. Xuanzang said he picked it up, so he picked it up, but Huixin was not Silly, I figured it out after a long time.

Isn't that just fooling a fool?
For another example, Tang Seng disappeared suddenly before, and then there were seven more red-faced masked people. What happened?

These are all doubts in his heart.

Well, my doubts have not been solved yet, and I am looking for myself to solve my doubts in Meihua, let's listen to what he wants to ask!

So, with this thought in mind, Huixin clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, feel free to ask about anything, and I will definitely tell you everything!"

"Press and thank Master Huixin in advance."

Plum Blossom nodded slightly in return, and then continued: "What the old man wants to ask is, before Master Xuanzang suddenly transformed into eight red masked figures, what kind of magical power did he use? Is it the inherited magical power of your temple?"

Abbot Huixin heard it, and he got it, which pot is really not open and which pot to lift.

I haven't figured out this matter myself, but I can explain it to others.

At this time, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he said: "This old monk is not lying. Xuanzang's supernatural power is not inherited from our sect, and he just joined our sect not long ago. As for what kind of supernatural power it is, I really don't know."

"You just joined? When was the Battle of Puji Temple? Is he there?"

After hearing the words, the God of Death knew that Zen Master Huixin would not lie about this matter, otherwise it would be easy to verify, so he interjected and asked.

Abbot Huixin said: "It was joined a few days before the monster clan attacked Puji, but nearly [-] monster clan attacked Puji Temple, thanks to Xuanzang, otherwise Puji Temple would really be wiped out."

"One hundred thousand? That much?" Plum Blossom and Reaper expressed surprise at the same time.

Master Huixin smiled wryly, and said: "If there were not too many monster races, how could Puji Temple leave the place of thousands of years of inheritance? You must know that in that battle, no disciples of Puji Temple were injured or killed. All the demon clans have fallen. They left that mountain because of the collapse of the building of this temple."

"Ah, this is different from the rumors!"

Meihua lost her voice and said.

"What kind of rumors?" Master Huixin asked very concerned, no matter at any time, everyone may know about the sound transmission outside, but in the end only the person who was transmitted did not know.Even if he finally found out, he would probably be the last to know.

Plum Blossom said: "Rumors say that Puji Temple was almost wiped out by some little demons, and had to abandon its foundation and seek a place to stay elsewhere. Anyway, that's roughly what it means!"

Huixin listened to Meihua's hesitation, and knew in her heart that the rumors from the outside world were probably not so simple, and more likely because there were many slanderous words against Puji Temple, but Meihua didn't tell the truth, maybe it was to take care of Puji The face of the temple.

But who would spread such words?

Is it simply to slander Puji Temple and destroy the reputation of the monks of Puji Temple, or is there another attempt?

Huixin couldn't figure it out for a moment.

He just smiled gently and said: "Hehe, people never listen to what they say, but you can see people's hearts by things!"

"That's right, what Master Huixin said is absolutely true, people's words are misleading, even the old man almost believed it."

Mei Hua explained with a smile, and then continued: "Master Huixin, what do you think of Xuanzang's pursuit of the demon clan when the demon king appeared?"

What do you think?
I can't even see it standing on the city wall!
He slandered in his heart, but he couldn't say that on his lips. He still smiled and said: "Xuanzang always does things with confidence, and never fights uncertain battles. Since he chased him, he naturally has his own calculations, and he should be able to defeat the monster. The king's. I never worry about him."

Plum blossom heart said, isn't this exaggerating Xuanzang to heaven?

Don't worry, we're still worried about shit.

He laughed a few times, stopped talking about this matter, but changed the subject: "Master Huixin, I know almost nothing about Xuanzang, can you tell me about his background?"

Huixin spread out her hands, then folded her hands together and said, "I don't lie. As for Xuanzang's background, I'm ashamed to say that I don't know about it. It's an old acquaintance of Master Huide, the abbot of Ying Huide, who has passed away in this temple. When he came, Abbot Huide had already passed away. That's all I know, and I didn't ask about the rest. With the power of Xuanzang, we can arrive here safely."

"Oh!"

Plum Blossom looked thoughtful, then looked at the high-quality magic weapons in the hands of the monks, and asked, "Then, these weapons, as well as the clothes and masks you wear are all made by Master Xuanzang. Out?"

"Exactly, but the old monk is also very strange, since when Xuanzang prepared these things, the old monk has no idea at all."

Hui Xin nodded in response.

"Okay, the old man is just a little curious, that's why I asked so much. Thank you Master Huixin for telling the truth."

After Mei Hua finished speaking, she nodded to the Reaper next to her, and the two of them left Dongcheng together.

"What do you think?" Mei Hua looked at the god of death after falling outside Nancheng.

The god of death pondered and said: "I don't think there is any problem, the character and nature are there, and who doesn't have some privacy of their own? Don't you? Don't the old man? I think I can invite a few palace masters."

"Ha ha……"

Mei Hua laughed: "Right now it's just our wishful thinking. As for whether people are willing or not, we'll have to discuss it before we know. It won't be too late to start at that time!"

(End of this chapter)

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