Chapter 859

From the initial questioning to the unnecessary charges behind, until now Abbot Cicheng called martial uncle, let alone other monks, even I was stunned.

Spread out my divine knowledge and scanned the whole temple. I found several hanging paintings in the depths of the temple. One of them is my master!

Only the benevolent slaughter with the words in the picture is not the slaughter of slaughter, but the way of the road, with a high generation.

I took back my divine knowledge silently, but no one noticed it. I gradually realized that master's real name for the old man was Ren Tu.

The virtuous monk was shocked at first, then disbelieved. He took the lead and denied: "you must be pretending. Shishuzu rentu has been missing for many years and doesn't know whether he is dead or alive. If you pretend to be shishuzu in the name of shishuzu, we can't stand it."

Abbot CI Cheng heard this, forced himself to suppress his disbelief, slowly picked up the tin stick on the ground, knocked it hard on the ground, and said kindly, "younger martial brother de Shan, don't be aggressive and pay attention to justice in everything. If donor Zhang can show evidence, what if I call him martial uncle kindly?"

"And the origin of his body refining Sutra has also been properly explained, because the body refining sutra was in the charge of Shi Shuzu many years ago and was accidentally obtained by our temple hundreds of years ago, so please explain it clearly, benefactor Zhang. After all, this is a treasure. Please forgive me if there is any offence in our temple."

Abbot CI Cheng was polite and regular.

But the virtuous monk made it clear that I was a thief. He insisted that I was a fake and took my master as a brush. He simply didn't deserve to be a monk!

So I gathered my divine consciousness again and instilled a memory of master and me into their consciousness.

God knows, memory is coming.

The virtuous monk looked frightened, his expression changed dramatically, and shouted, "what is this? Why drill into my head? "

Together with several monks around, they were the same. When they looked at each other, they couldn't hide their shock.

"This is Shi Shuzu!"

"Whose memory is this?"

"Martial uncle Zu yuan is silent? It's impossible! "

Abbot CI Cheng looked moved and asked, "benefactor Zhang, please... What is this means?"

"You don't need to know. Just understand that my identity is true. Do you still doubt it now?" I said.

The virtuous monk dared not talk nonsense again. After feeling the memory of divine knowledge, his eyes even looked at me changed. The whole person stepped back uncontrollably and was scared all over.

Liu Ming also felt the memory of divine knowledge and winked at me secretly, as if to express his respect.

I nodded slightly, then stepped forward, no one dared to stop.

Abbot CI Cheng put down his figure, took the initiative to lead the way, and said with a smile: "it was little martial uncle. CI Cheng offended. Since little martial uncle came for scriptures, it's OK to have a look as little martial uncle."

"Then lead the way. I'll just look at it. I won't rob you. Don't worry." I walked past the virtuous monk and swaggered deliberately.

Monk de Shan almost didn't get angry with me, but he still had to follow my ass and call me martial uncle.

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When I came to an attic, abbot CI Cheng and I sat in the chair. The virtuous monk and several martial brothers could only stand aside. That expression was very funny.

Abbot CI Cheng waved his hand and immediately sent someone to get the Scriptures. Then, while waiting, he said, "Uncle Shi, he has been missing for many years. He didn't expect to take an apprentice. It's really touching."

"Well, I'd better call you abbot. Just call me Zhang Quan. I just want to ask why my master disappeared in those years?" I raised my eyebrows and wanted to know about Shifu's past.

At this time, the virtuous monk brought a cup of tea, changed his face faster than a trick, looked full of flattery, and said with a smile: "little martial uncle, how can you call your name directly? Why Shi Shuzu disappeared is almost a mystery here. No one can know the reason why he left. Maybe he copied the Scripture and took it away, but it doesn't matter. Shi Shuzu copied it. Anyway, he took charge of it. Little martial uncle, you are his apprentice. "

At first glance, it's nothing.

But on reflection, I suddenly found something wrong.

The memory of divine knowledge is only available from the existing scriptures. If master and his old man copied it by himself, where did the divine knowledge memory come from?

Because I have tried, as long as it is transcribed by others, including myself, it can not disperse the brand of the existing divine knowledge, that is, it is a simple Scripture.

I suddenly opened my eyes and thought it was too strange. Are there two body refining sutras? Or maybe the reason why master left has something to do with this other book?

The more you think, the more confused you are. Your thoughts seem to be limited and you can't get the answer at all.

Simply, I deliberately asked about Shifu's past here to see if I could get some clues.

As a result, abbot CI Cheng politely told me a lot of unimportant things.

"Shi Shuzu is an old man. He is respected here."

"Unexpectedly, it suddenly disappeared overnight."

"I still remember my kindness and sincerity. When I was a child, I was naughty. Shi Shuzu spanked me."

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Finally, the three disciples brought the Scriptures and presented them with both hands. They looked respectful and did not dare to blaspheme, just like holy things.

Abbot CI Cheng looked at me and said with a smile, "little martial uncle, since you want to see it, see it."

As like as two peas, I did not think about it too much, but I took it directly in my hand. When I opened the front page, it was exactly the same.

After reading it for more than half an hour, the words on the Scripture are exactly the same as those given to me by master, and even the handwriting is exactly the same.

With this alone, I can be sure that the master's book and the temple's book are two originals!

Biting my teeth, I decisively explored the divine consciousness and began to touch the brand of divine consciousness in the Scriptures. Maybe the answer is in it.

The moment of touch, a memory that doesn't belong to me, flows into my mind again.

Still the old man, or the old hut, he put down his pen and stopped branding divine knowledge.

The memory passed quickly. The old man walked out of the hut, forced himself to keep alive, and spent a lot of time dispersing the 99 body refining scriptures to various places.

Just as his memory was about to dissipate, he climbed a towering mountain. At the top of the mountain, there was a young man in a scholar's green shirt. His thin back seemed weak, but the young man stood there as if he had crushed the whole mountain.

The old man stopped his pace and looked back at death.

"Finally, do you know who I am?" The young man suddenly looked back and showed a dignified and startling face. His eyebrows were like the master of heaven and earth.

"The divine sense takes away your life. If you use cruel means, I can still recognize you even if you change your body. Even if I die, you can't recover in a short time! Never let you succeed! " When the old man said this, the memory stopped instantly.