On the welcoming pine, there were seven blood-dripping human heads hanging, which was horrifying. But such a thing happened in Daguangming Temple, which made Qining even more horrified.
It should be noted that even the disciples of the master of Baiyun Island in the East China Sea do not dare to act rashly in Daguangming Temple.
Back then, Chi Danmei and Bai Yuhe came to Daguangming Temple to get a copy of the "Guangming Sutra", but they went through all the troubles and failed. After the failure, they could only leave in despair. But today's murderer, not only in Daguangming Temple appeared and disappeared, and even took action repeatedly, killing Jingchen and others.
Qin Ning knew that these seven monks must be the same person who killed Master Jingchen.
Suddenly hearing the sound of footsteps, Qining turned around and saw seven or eight Guangming Temple monks hurriedly approaching with sticks in their hands. They were all shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.
A monk came forward and said respectfully: "Uncle, this... what is going on?"
Jingkong turned around and said: "Give me the order to go down, form a great Tianluo formation, guard all the exits, and no one is allowed to go down the mountain." He also said: "Leave someone to temporarily store the bodies of these disciples, and then incinerate them later."
Several disciples all bowed and said yes, leaving a few behind while others turned around and left in a hurry.
Jingkong did not waste any time, rolled up his robe sleeves, and headed towards Gulin Dushe. Qi Ning could no longer bear it and asked: "Master Jingkong, what on earth... what happened? Who is so cruel and cruel?"
"Master Marquis, please stay with the old monk first." Jingkong said solemnly: "The devil will appear at any time. Do not walk alone. The old monk will send someone to send you down the mountain safely."
"Devil?" Qi Ning asked in surprise: "What devil?"
Before Jingkong could explain, several more people came towards him. The first one was also an old monk who was over sixty years old. He was slightly fat and looked very stocky. He was actually holding an iron staff in his hand, and he was very nervous when walking. When Feng saw Jingkong, he immediately quickened his pace and said, "Brother, what happened?"
Jingkong looked solemn and said: "Junior brother Jingcheng, come with me." Without explaining, he led the monk Jingcheng to the ancient forest alone. There was still a short distance from the ancient forest alone. Jingkong ordered the few who were following Jingcheng. A disciple said: "You stay here and be careful."
Several monks all clapped their hands and said yes. Jingkong then led Jingcheng outside the house. He did not go in immediately. He glanced at Qining and then looked at Jingcheng and said: "Senior brother Jingchen has passed away!"
"Ah?" Jingcheng didn't react for a moment and said: "Senior brother Jingchen? What?" His body suddenly shook, a look of horror appeared on his face, he rushed into the house, took a glance, and immediately saw it Jingchen's body lying on the wooden couch quickly stepped forward and after just one glance, he froze. The iron staff in his hand dropped to the ground with a "clink" sound.
Jingkong walked to the wooden couch with a stern expression. He stretched out his hand and gently opened the placket of Jingchen's chest. Qining couldn't help but take two steps closer and took a look. He only saw five holes in the center of Jingchen's chest, as if five fingers had been inserted. Going in, the skin around the hole seemed to be burned by fire, and was a little charred.
Jingcheng also saw the wound clearly at this time, and said in a voiceless voice: "The big bloody handprint? Is it... is it the devil?" He raised his foot, picked up the iron staff, grabbed it with his hand, turned around and left.
"Where are you going?" Jingkong said solemnly.
Jingcheng said: "Of course I have to go to him to settle the score."
"Then do you know where he is?" Jingkong said coldly: "Since the big bloody handprint has reappeared, the devil must have escaped from there... There are many mountains on the Bauhinia Mountains, and do you know where he is hiding now?"
"It's so impregnable there, how could he escape?" Jingcheng said: "And he has cultivated Buddhism and closed his mind over the years. Brother Jingchen also said that this person is very enlightened in Buddhism. He put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately. He...he How can you kill Senior Brother Jingchen?"
"Are you saying that there is another murderer?" Jingkong asked: "Other than this devil, who else in the world can cast the Great Blood Hand Seal?"
Jingcheng was suddenly speechless.
Qi Ning couldn't help but ask: "Master Jingkong, who is the devil in your mouth?"
Jingcheng finally reacted at this time, glanced at Qining, and asked, "Who is this?"
"Junior Qi Ning, with the title of Jinyi." Qi Ning has never met Jingcheng before, and Jingcheng naturally doesn't know him either. Hearing Qi Ning announce his family name, Jingcheng was startled for a moment, and then said: "It turns out he is from Jinyi Qi's family. people."
"Master Jingcheng, who is the devil you are talking about?" Qi Ning was confused: "This person seems to be very troublesome."
"Tricky?" Jingcheng tightened his grip on the iron staff and said, "If that person really comes out, it won't be as simple as Tricky."
Jingkong said: "I have already ordered you to go down and set up the Tianluo Formation. This person must be allowed to stay on the mountain. He must not be allowed to escape from here, otherwise... the consequences will be disastrous."
"The Tianluo Formation is certainly powerful, but can it really trap this person?" Jingcheng sighed: "Senior Brother, you should remember how the devil was imprisoned back then. If he is really pretending to be a pretentious person these years, on the surface He took refuge in my Buddha, but he had other plans behind his back, so it is unknown whether we can catch him after escaping this time."
Qi Ning said: "There are thousands of people in Daguangming Temple, and there are so many masters. Even if the devil is very powerful, there are so many people here, it should be difficult for him to escape, right?"
"There is strength in numbers?" Jingcheng opened his eyes wide, glared at Qining, and said, "What do you know, if it weren't for your sword god...!" At this point, he didn't say anything more, just the look on his face. Ugly, Xiang Jingkong said: "Brother, what should we do next? Should we send people to search the mountain?"
Jingkong was thoughtful, thought for a while, shook his head and said: "At present, except for the Tianluo formation, which can barely cope with it, none of us are his opponents, unless the abbot senior brother...!" The white eyebrows tightened slightly and said: "Junior brother Jingcheng, once the sky Hei, the matter is even more troublesome. Now we can only use the Tianluo Formation to guard the road and let all the brothers gather together. Once we find traces of the devil, we will join forces and fight with all our strength."
The more Qi Ning listened, the more confused he became, but one thing was certain at this time. The current situation should be an extremely rare critical moment for Daguangming Temple.
From the mouths of these two people, Qi Ning also got a clue. The Daguangming Temple seems to have imprisoned a big devil. The big devil's martial arts is obviously extremely terrifying. From Jingcheng's words, it can be speculated that the big devil was imprisoned in the first place. The devil seems to have lost a lot of strength, and even the sword god Beigong Liancheng is involved in this matter.
This big devil was imprisoned in the Daguangming Temple. Over the years, he seemed to have devoted himself to the Buddha and confused everyone. However, he suddenly escaped from prison unexpectedly.
Master Jingkong bluntly said that no one is his enemy, and it takes the combined efforts of everyone to fight, which also shows the terror of the big devil.
Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and Jingkong didn't delay any longer. He walked out of the door. Jingcheng followed behind him with an iron staff. Qining could only follow. When they reached the intersection, Jingkong told the monks guarding: : "You guys just wait here, don't let anyone pass by." He didn't explain much and walked in a hurry.
Qining followed Jingkong along the way. On the way, he saw many monks in groups, holding sticks, knives and even spears. He was in a hurry and knew that these people were setting up formations on the mountain. He didn't know what the Tianluo formation was. What kind of formation, but as the name suggests, Tianluo should mean a dragnet. Once the formation is set up, the entire Bauhinia Mountain will be a dragnet, preventing the big devil from going down the mountain.
Walking straight to a spacious square, he saw a magnificent hall in front of him, solemn and solemn. There were two stupas on the left and right sides of the square, towering into the sky like two sharp swords. Qining thought about the buildings and projects here. Even if it is very large, it will certainly cost a lot.
When they arrived in front of the temple, they saw a huge bell next to it. There was a monk standing next to the huge bell. Jingcheng made a gesture, and the monk immediately went over and rang the huge bell. The bell sounded loud and long. The news spread far away and Jingkong entered the hall. Qi Ning followed closely and saw that the hall was spacious and solemn. The golden Buddha was solemn and solemn, and sandalwood was lingering. Two old monks had already been welcomed into the hall. Ning looked at the darker color of the robes of the two old monks, which were exactly the same as Jingkong. He knew that even if these two people were not characters in the Thirteen Bright Monks, they must be eminent monks of the Jing generation.
Jingkong stepped forward and whispered a few words to the two monks. The expressions of the two monks suddenly changed. Not long after, they heard the sound of footsteps again, and saw several people coming in from outside the temple, all of whom were over sixty years old. Monk, a futon was placed in the main hall. All the monks who came in were sitting cross-legged on the futon. Jingkong asked Qi Ning to rest not far from the door of the hall. Naturally, he did not want Qi Ning to participate.
In less than half an hour, six or seven old monks came over one after another. Including Jingkong and others, there were exactly ten old monks in the hall. Qining wondered whether the fourth old man of the Qi family was among them, although he did not get close. , but he is observing carefully, trying to identify whether there is Jingchun in it.
The expressions of all the monks were quite solemn, but Qi Ning had already determined in his heart that if nothing else happened, these ten old monks would probably be among the Thirteen Monks of Light. The Thirteen Monks of Light would be famous all over the world, and no one would take action. , are all top-notch masters in the world, but these ten eminent monks are gathered together at this moment, and everyone has a solemn look on their face. Qining is even more horrified, thinking how amazing that big devil is, he actually let ten Even the great monks were so fearful and uneasy.
At this moment, I saw two things flying straight in from outside the temple. Then I saw an old monk whose body was like lightning. He had already stood up and stepped forward to greet him. He reached out and reached out like an eagle's talon. After grabbing the two objects, when they landed on the ground, everyone saw clearly that the old monk was carrying one person in each hand, and two monks flew in from the outside.
The ten monks are all current masters. In just a moment, the rabbits have risen and the falcons have fallen, and they have lined up in a row. Most of the monks are older, with white beards fluttering, and the monks' robes are bulging. The old monk puts the two in his hands on the ground. At this time, people could see clearly that both of them had blood-stained chests and were already dead.
Suddenly, he heard laughter coming from outside the hall, and all the monks floated out of the hall. Qining couldn't help but follow behind. When he got outside the door, he saw a stone sculpture standing on the ground not far away. The stone sculpture was very majestic, and seemed to be a Dharma Protector. Qining remembered that there was no such stone sculpture before, and now he could see clearly that on top of the stone sculpture, a man was sitting on the top of the stone sculpture. His clothes were ragged, slovenly, and his hair was unkempt. The long hair covered with dirt was spread out and drifted in the wind. For a moment, I could only see that the man was very thin, but his appearance could not be clearly seen.
"King Muye!" Someone among the old monks spoke out a name, with a hint of shock in his voice.
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