C159 Death of Xuan Tong

Sensing that something was amiss, Zhao Mingzhe instantly changed his move. He thrusted his sword out horizontally, only to see that the person rushing towards him was Elder Wu Hui. Frowning, Zhao Mingzhe subconsciously loosened his grip on the sword. Elder Wu Hui held onto the sword with both of his fingers, turned his wrist, and took the sword away from Zhao Mingzhe.

"Amitabha, Mingzhe, since you're back, hurry up and chant the Rebirth Spell for your master."

"Wait till I kill these two mad dogs, then I'll go worship in front of Master's spirit."

As soon as Zhao Mingzhe finished speaking, the man whose mouth had become slightly deformed from the slap, suddenly changed his expression and spoke anxiously with a slurred voice:

"Who is it that Weng Hei smashed? Go to sleep, go to sleep!" "Grandmaster Wu Hui, save me, save me!"

Elder Wu Hui put his hands together and said slowly:

"Amitabha, Almsgiver Chou An, this old monk is just a bald donkey that you speak of. I promise that I will be able to save you, but I don't dare to say it."

When he heard Wu Hui's words, Zhao Mingzhe immediately reacted. Although Wu Hui did not appear just now, he must have heard Zhang Nu and this whatever enmity he had with the North Zen monk.

Chou An's face became even paler as he looked at Zhao Mingzhe and anxiously said:

"Oh, Broad Luo, provoke Foro." "I was wrong, and I give in."

Zhang Nu, who was stepped on by Zhao Mingzhe, had a cold expression on his face. Elder Wu Hui looked at Zhao Mingzhe and said:

"Ming Zhe, your master has just become quiet, you should not start killing in front of the sect gates. Moreover, these two people are here on behalf of the Xuanyuan Zong to send over gifts, our North Zen can refuse them, but no matter what, we cannot kill the two of them!"

Zhao Mingzhe was silent for a while, then coldly looked at Zhang Nu and said:

"Apologize!"

Zhang Nu snorted, his expression full of disdain as he turned his head away. Zhao Mingzhe did not waste any words, he lifted his leg and stepped on Zhang Nu's face, pressing down hard on his waist, Zhang Nu's mouth had traces of blood trickling down, not long later, he spat out two teeth.

Wu Hui put his hands together and said the words Amitabha but he did not persuade Zhao Mingzhe to stop. It seemed that although Wu Hui stopped Zhao Mingzhe from killing the two, he did not stop Zhao Mingzhe and the others from suffering because of the anger they had shown.

Zhao Mingzhe's expression was ice-cold.

"If you have the guts, then go all the way to the end! See if I can crush all of your teeth!"

Saying that, Zhao Mingzhe raised his leg and stepped on Zhang Nu's face again. At this moment, Zhang Nu's expression changed several times. Originally, Zhang Nu could still endure pure pain, but the feeling of Zhao Mingzhe stepping on his feet and humiliating him as he wished, made Zhang Nu unable to endure it. He could only gnash his teeth and say:

"I'm sorry!"

"Two trash, weren't you laughing especially happily just now? You can go back on your word, but I can't! If I tell you to scram down the mountain, you'll have to scram down the mountain! "

With that said, Zhao Mingzhe grabbed Zhang Nu's clothes at his chest and threw him down the mountain. Following that, Zhao Mingzhe kicked Chou An in the chest again and the two rolled down the mountain.

Zhao Mingzhe did not even look at the two of them, and bowed to Wu Hui, then quickly entered the temple.

However, when Zhao Mingzhe reached the temple, he realized that Zhang Nu had not lied to him. His master's body had already been cremated, and most of the disciples in the temple were chanting the Rebirth Spell over and over again.

For a moment, the image of Master Xuan Tong accompanying him in training the Unconnected ring finger technique at the foot of Five Fingers Peak appeared in Zhao Mingzhe's mind.

Zhao Mingzhe could still remember that before he left the sect this time, his master said that he would come back after he dissolved the killing intent in his body, and he would think of a way to dispel the internal demon for his.

Everything that had happened was still yesterday, but the person who had been telling him so was no longer here. The more he thought about it, the more suppressed Zhao Mingzhe felt in his chest, and his entire face became paler and paler.

At this time, Wu Hui came over and said slowly:

"Amitabha, Ming Zhe, recite the Rebirth Curse to Ancestor Xuan Tong once, consider it as sending your master on a journey!"

Zhao Mingzhe did not chant any Rebirth Spell.

"Why is this happening? "Why is it like this …"

Wu Hui frowned. Before he could say anything, North Zen host Xuan Xin slowly walked over, placed his hands together, and said:

"Amitabha, idiot, wake up!"

Xuan Xin's voice was filled with Buddha's mercy, causing Zhao Mingzhe's heart to shake, and he could not help but vomit a mouthful of blood. However, after spitting out blood, the feeling of pressure on Zhao Mingzhe's chest had lessened by quite a bit.

"Your personality is too unyielding. If there is sadness, you will hurt yourself. Spitting out this blood is also good, but it will not hurt your heart due to excessive grief."

Zhao Mingzhe turned and knelt in front of Xuan Xin, clasped his hands and said:

"Master, this disciple only wants to know one thing. Is my master's death really normal? Did something happen in the middle of it?" Host, families don't use their words to begin with. You have a merciful heart, so I presume you won't lie to your disciples, right? "

Xuan Xin was silent for a moment, then said:

"Amitabha, come with me."

With that, Xuan Xin turned and walked out. Zhao Mingzhe followed him without hesitation. Slowly walking into a quiet and ancient meditation room, Zhao Mingzhe and Xuan Xin sat facing each other. Xuan Xin slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Before Xuan Tong left, I had an agreement with this old monk. If you don't want to ask, I won't ask. Now that you have asked, I cannot hide it from you. Xuan Tong's death, is indeed not a normal loneliness. "

Zhao Mingzhe's expression suddenly changed as he coldly said:

"Is my master's death related to the people of Ghost Gate? When my disciple went to Night City this time, not only did he offend Ghost Gate, he also happened to hear about a matter. At that time, a master of my North Zen's profound practitioners generation died in the hands of Ghost Gate's cyan robed evil ghost and red-clothed Luo Sha, if my master's death was related to Ghost Gate … "

"Amitabha, the death of your master Xuan Tong back then did indeed have something to do with the Ghost Gate, but the death of your master Xuan Tong did not have anything to do with the Ghost Gate.

Zhao Mingzhe was startled, and then asked in puzzlement:

"Master, I asked Master before what exactly happened to the Five Fingers Peak, but my master didn't explain it to me. Now, my master has died because of this, you won't hide it from me anymore, right?"

Xuan Xin was silent for a while, then said:

"Since this old monk has already told you about it, I don't want to hide it from you anymore. However, before I tell you, this old monk wants to ask you something first." Just now, this old monk faintly heard your whistling coming from outside the temple. Is that the long-lost Thunder Roar of the Zen Sect, where did you learn this technique from? "

Zhao Mingzhe had his suspicions when he heard Xuan Xin's question, so he did not hide it from him at the moment. Instead, he told Xuan Xin about what had happened at Four Seasons Mountain's Sun Moon Lake, as well as what had happened after he found the Cyan Fruit Lover.

After hearing Zhao Mingzhe's explanation, Xuan Xin's face showed slight surprise, and he didn't say anything for a while. Zhao Mingzhe thought for a moment and continued:

"Back then, disciple received the God Monk's help and killed a strong enemy. As for how I managed to cultivate the Thunder Roar, actually disciple did not understand it completely."

"Amitabha, all of this is perhaps the will of heaven." If what this old monk said is correct, the person you met at the Sun Moon Lake was the number one person in the Buddhist Sect, the avatar of the Supreme God Monk. You comprehended the Thunder Roar because of the Supreme God Monk, and Xuan Tong died because of the doppelgänger that Supreme God Monk left behind after breaking through to the Immortal Realm! "

For a moment, Zhao Mingzhe was stunned, he simply could not understand what Xuan Xin meant by what he just said.