In the blink of an eye, the treasure was destroyed and people died.
The two fellow disciples were wiped out before they even had a chance to fight back.
This startled Huiming, who abruptly stopped and turned to run away into the distance.
But before he could run very far, he was suddenly grabbed by a large hand and crushed.
"The three stewards have all been killed!" The monks who were watching from a distance were immediately shocked.
"Boom boom boom!!" At this moment, golden light flashed in the sky, and a palm appeared, striking down one after another.
Many people were immediately killed by the impact and fell to their deaths.
"Run! Go and report to the Buddha!" The remaining people swayed, turning into streaks of golden light, and flew towards the mountaintop, disappearing in an instant.
With a wave of her hand, Nangong Rou's large hand disappeared.
He directed the flying boat to head towards the mountaintop.
At the mountaintop, inside the golden hall, a monk twice the size of an average person sat on a lotus platform, preaching.
On the left and right sides, several old monks stood respectfully listening with lowered brows.
"Buddha, someone has trespassed into Little Vulture Peak!"
"Not only were the monks protecting the mountain killed, but the managers of the Discipline Hall, the Law Enforcement Hall, the Dharma Hall, the Arhat Hall, and the Ritual Recitation Hall were also killed!"
"Disciples from all halls, more than half have been killed, and the rest have escaped back!" At this moment, a senior monk hurriedly walked in and reported.
“I understand!” The monk nodded.
"Tell them not to panic, and to return to their respective halls!"
“I’ll handle this,” he said.
"Yes." The monk bowed and withdrew.
"Someone has trespassed into Xiaoling Mountain!"
"And they killed so many people! How dare they!" Several old monks who were listening to the sutra opened their eyes, their faces full of anger.
"Come in!" the monk said, looking towards the door.
Footsteps sounded, and Nangong Rou strode in.
Behind her followed Zhong Ling and Xu Tuo.
Chen Tiansheng and Shi Jing were last.
"You traitor!"
"You dare to come back!" An old monk with tiger-like eyes saw Xu Tuo and roared angrily.
Sudatta remained silent.
"You killed my disciple, I'll kill you right now!" The old monk clenched his fist and walked over.
"Subdue the tiger, wait a moment." The monk waved his hand.
"Yes," the old monk could only reply and retreat to his original spot.
"Are you the Buddha?" Nangong Rou stopped and looked at him, saying.
"This old monk's Dharma name is Buddha!"
"My real name is Huiding!" Huiding said.
"Why did you break into Little Spirit Mountain and kill my disciples?" He looked at Nangong Rou and asked calmly.
"Come here!"
"I have two things to do!"
"First, find Old Dog Jin Chan and settle some accounts!"
"Second, help my junior sister get the Willow Dew!"
"As for those who killed your followers!"
"Because they're asking for it!"
“Don’t blame me,” Nangong Rou said.
"Not only did they kill my disciples!"
"They even insulted Master Jinchan!"
"How dare you!" These words immediately enraged the monks, who roared in anger.
"I did not humiliate him!"
"Because he doesn't deserve to be called a human being!"
"I can only be a dog," Nangong Rou said.
"How dare you insult me!"
"I'll destroy you right now!" An old monk with a sallow complexion bent his five fingers, and a golden dragon shadow appeared.
"Step down," Hui Ding said calmly.
"Yes!" He had no choice but to grit his teeth and back down.
"Changmei, summon Jinchan and get to the bottom of this!" Huiding waved his hand and said.
"Yes." An old monk with long eyebrows reaching his shoulders turned and left.
Soon after, a young monk with well-defined features and handsome appearance walked in.
"Fellow Daoist Nangong!" Upon seeing Nangong Rou, his expression changed, and he forced a smile as he spoke.
"Hand over the stuff!" Nangong Rou said, extending her hand.
"What is that?" the monk asked, startled.
“An ancient teleportation array diagram!” Nangong Rou said.
"An ancient teleportation array diagram?" Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
Even Hui Ding's expression changed slightly.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"I have no idea what kind of array diagram it is!" the monk said.
"Did you take the cicada?" Hui Ding asked.
"I didn't take it!" Jin Chan shook her head.
"Still pretending." Nangong Rou flipped her wrist, and a stone sword appeared, pointing at him.
"If you don't hand it over, I'll kill you!"
"I really didn't take it!"
"Even if you kill me, it won't do you any good!" Jin Chan still denied it.
"It seems you won't admit it unless you produce evidence!" Nangong Rou waved her hand, and a mirror appeared.
The material is the same as that of a stone sword, also made of stone.
A stream of true energy entered, and the mirror immediately expanded.
Finally, it grew to the size of a screen and stood upright on the ground.
The mirror surface was hazy, as if it were covered by a layer of mist.
After the fog dissipated, a picture appeared inside and started playing like a movie.
"This is a mirror reflecting back the light!"
“Some scenarios specified by the traceable holder.”
"I never expected that the Mirror of Reflection, which had been lost for nearly three hundred years, would actually reappear!"
"And it fell into the hands of a girl." Someone recognized the mirror and immediately looked shocked.
“This is indeed the Mirror of Reflection!” Another monk recognized it, looking equally surprised.
"I never expected this treasure to actually appear, and it even ended up in the hands of a little girl!"
"What level of treasure is this?"
"A magical artifact?" Chen Tiansheng asked.
"According to the treasure map!"
“This is a treasure!” Shi Jing said.
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