Chapter 701： Die if you die

The arrival of the people from Lingyuan Temple shows that the other party wants to thoroughly investigate Miaohong's life and death.

Regardless of whether Su Han is related to Miaohong's death, they will be taken away by Lingyuan Temple for investigation.

The calming rebirth curse has been resounding over Cangyun City.

Countless ordinary people walked out of the door one after another, and the pious people directly knelt down with their hands together.

Those who have a heart toward the Buddha also prayed.

And those warriors who watched the Covenant Grand Competition in the martial arts field, at the same time, turned their eyes to the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Master Miaohong is the Soul Gathering Martial Venerable. If you say you die, you will die. The Lingyuan Temple is now letting the whole city resound the Curse of Death, I'm afraid it won't be good!"

"The Motian League is not an easy one. It is very likely that there is a golden body behind him. Does Lingyuan Temple really dare to oppose him?"

"Why don't you dare? Haven't you heard that the abbot of Lingyuan Temple was once a disciple of the Holy Land?

Even if it is the golden body of Dharma, it also has to give the spirit a thin face.

However, the Motianmeng obviously never made a move. The death of Master Miaohong should have nothing to do with him. It's just that a little harshness is unavoidable. "

"That's true."

For a time, the entire Cangyun City worshiped the Buddha and talked about it.

"The people from Lingyuan Temple came so fast!"

Ye Chen's thoughts moved, and he subconsciously looked at the old gentleman Yi.

It should be one of these two who passed the news, so the Lingyuan Temple could arrive in one day.

Everyone looked at Su Han's eyes, gradually bringing on a weird look, and a few people still had a trace of gloating in their eyes.

"Brother Shi, the head teacher should be coming soon."

Qiao Yuan suddenly laughed.

Su Han smiled and nodded when he heard the words.

The old woman Yi Ruenghuang was stunned, a solemn color flashed in her eyes, and she did not expect that Qiao Yuan would also send the message to the Seven Immortals.

If the head teacher of the Seven Immortals had come in person, things would not be so good this time.

Even if it was Ye Cangyun's face, Lingyuan Temple and Seven Immortals would not give it.

No matter how strong Ye Cangyun was, it was only Yuanshen Wuzun.

The voice of the Death Curse became stronger and stronger.

Gradually, many of the younger generations with low cultivation base felt red complexion, and the blood inside their bodies was rolling, with the intention of vomiting blood.

"Abbot Lingyuan, Master Miaohong's death has nothing to do with humans, so I asked the abbot Lingyuan to calm down his anger."

Ye Cangyun said suddenly.

Under the agitation of the qi, the voice came from the city lord's mansion. In an instant, everyone seemed to feel the death curse in their ears a little quieter.

After only a few breaths, the Death Curse became more violent, and Su Han frowned slightly, got up and walked out of the hall.

"Miaohong died when he died. Pull the body back and bury it well. What kind of rebirth curse was recited on the ground?

Or during eating, as a monk, don’t you understand this little politeness? "

When Qiao Yuan and the others saw Su Han walking out of the hall, they quickly followed it out, but when they heard Su Han's yelling words, their expressions became a little strange.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded.

The voice of the Death Curse became a little quieter, and then, everyone saw eighteen monks in wavy robes gathered in the air from all directions, and then slowly landed in the city lord's mansion.

The headed old monk was covered in Buddha's light, but his face was pointed like a monkey in a robe.

"The abbot of Lingyuan and the eighteen vajra monks of Lingyuan Temple..."

When everyone saw this, they knew that Lingyuan Temple had brought the strongest force.

Miao Hong was once one of the Eighteen Vajra Monks.

The person headed is the abbot of Lingyuan Temple, the powerful king of Wu in the early Yuanni period.

The other seventeen monks are old and young, with high and low cultivation bases. The lowest is concentrating, and the highest surpassed Ye Cangyun and reached the state of divine transformation.

However, there is only one person who is a **** change state warrior!

The monk of the gods changed his eyes and suddenly stretched out his hand in a certain direction.

Immediately after that, Miaohong's body was taken by the qi, and suspended in front of everyone.

Upon seeing this, a group of monks folded their hands together and chanted in a low voice.

The Death Curse sounded again.

"Abbot Ling Yuan!"

There was a solemn expression on Ye Cangyun's face.

The other party ignored him.

This time because everyone was close, even Ye Cangyun felt a terrifying pressure when the Death Curse sounded.

puff!

A monk suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

"Little Junior Brother?"

The rest of the monks immediately stopped chanting the rebirth mantra, and looked at the monk in amazement.

That monk had the lowest cultivation level among the eighteen vajrayas monks, only the late stage of concentration, but also the youngest among the eighteen people!

At the same time, he is also a closed disciple of Abbot Ling Yuan!

"Why did he die?"

"Like Miao Hong, I can't see the wound at all!"

"How is this going?"

Everyone was taken aback.

The next moment, Yi Rou and others' eyes fell on Su Han subconsciously, and their hearts were full of surprise.

Will it be him?

No way!

The abbot of the ape is present, can the other party silently kill an eighteenth diamond monk?

"It seems that Cangyun City is predestined with your Spirit Ape Temple. This eminent monk, like Miao Hong, passed away on the spot and went to see the Buddha in the west."

Su Han smiled.

The expressions of the monks suddenly changed. The abbot of Lingyuan Temple with a sharp-mouthed monkey gill looked up and down Su Han, and suddenly his hands clasped together:

"The strangeness of Miaohong and Miaojue's death, Lao Na wants to ask the donor to follow us back to the Lingyuan Temple, in front of the Buddha, to describe the matter in detail, so that the two will become Buddhas."

"Master, Miao Hong, and Miao Jue's death must be related to this son."

The only monk in the Divine Transformation Realm stared at Su Han steadily, his eyes like a wolf choosing someone to eat.

"You are funny, I have stood here from beginning to end, separated from this master Miaojue several feet away. You said my death was related to him?"

Su Han smiled and said, "You say such nonsense in broad daylight, don't you regard everyone present as blind?"

"Donor, some people say you are a Tinder physician. Is this true?"

Abbot Ling Yuan smiled.

"Slightly understand this."

Su Han smiled and nodded.

"The Tinder Physician wants to poison a Soul Gathering Martial Venerable silently and silently. It is difficult to say, not difficult to say."

The abbot Lingyuan smiled and said, "On this matter, only the donor and Lao Na can go back to the Lingyuan Temple to be clear.

Donor, please rest assured, my Buddha is compassionate. If the donor has nothing to do with the death of Miaohong and Miaojue, Lao Na will not embarrass the donor. "

"Abbot Ling Yuan."

Ye Cangyun suddenly said, "Everyone has witnessed the deaths of Master Miaohong and Master Miaojue, and this matter really has nothing to do with Master Shi.

Besides, this is also Cangyun City of the Immortal Burying Dynasty. I am the city lord, and I cannot let the abbot Ling Ape take away the guests of my city lord mansion without authorization. Please forgive me. "

"Oh?"

Abbot Ling Yuan smiled, "City Lord Cangyun, can you stop Lao Na?"

The breath of King Yuanniwu burst out instantly.

Ye Cangyun took a few steps back, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Old Qi took a step forward quickly, held Ye Cangyun, and then looked at the abbot Lingyuan with a cold look.

This look is like looking at a dead person.

At this moment, a hearty laughter sounded:

"Abbot Ling Yuan, why is it so angry!"

"The headmaster is here!" Qiao Yuan's eyes showed joy.