Yin Biyue still remembered that the original owner wanted to kill Luo Mingchuan, which was the intention of the dean.
"You failed to kill him, so forget it." Mr. said this before drinking tea and watching the stars with him.
Did they already expect that they would come to Xingshan Temple and there would still be a chance to kill Luo Mingchuan?
But the abbot has not taken any direct action yet, so why are these monks willing?
Or is it that the future that Jinghai and the dean saw is still different? Or is it that Jinghai is limited by his realm and can only see part of the cause and effect?
There was no need for these big shots to lie, so what did they see that made them unanimously decide to kill Luo Mingchuan?
So what about the Sword Saint? He should be the person who can see the farthest in this world. What is the Sword Saint’s choice?
A moment ago, a myriad of thoughts flashed through Yin Biyue's mind, intertwined into a mess that made him breathless.
He just wanted to flip the table and yell!
Open your eyes and look carefully! The one standing outside is the Holy Mother! The Lord!
I was the one who wanted to be the villain boss in the first place! It was me!!
If the Demon Lord hadn't died, he could have been reincarnated like the legend says! That would also be me!
Kill me!
"As everyone knows, my senior brother is kind to others..."
Jinghai interrupted him sharply, "Once the reincarnation of the Demon Lord comes to the human world, he will no longer be your senior brother! He will only become a demon!"
Seeing Yin Biyue's expression changing, his tone softened.
"I heard that Donor Yin fought with others on the same stage at the flower-picking meeting, but he couldn't bear to hurt anyone. Now this matter involves the lives of the people of the world. I believe that Donor Yin knows the righteousness and knows how to make a decision. Our temple will not harm Donor Luo's life. We only ask him to stay in Jingsi Pavilion. The temple is protected by the Buddha's light, and evil spirits cannot invade. The reincarnation of the devil's soul cannot enter the temple. This is enough to avoid this disaster. It is the best way."
After listening to this, Yin Biyue stared at the chessboard in a daze.
Jinghai did not say anything to persuade him anymore, but waited in silence for him to sort out his thoughts.
There was silence in the Zen room, with only the sound of pine waves coming from outside the window.
At the same time, in the Buddhist temple separated by a wall.
Luo Mingchuan looked at the twelve monks surrounding him and listened to the head monk's narration, starting with his date of birth and death, when he became enlightened and practiced, and then talked about his life experiences and the various techniques he had practiced.
Finally, let’s talk about the Demon Lord.
"Our temple has no intention of harming the donor's life. Please stay in the Jingsi Pavilion for a few years. Once the disaster period is over, you can leave the temple."
Jingsi Pavilion is the place where disciples who violate the precepts are punished in Xingshan Temple. Sometimes, evil practitioners or criminals who are extremely evil are imprisoned. It is equivalent to the dungeon in Cangya Mountain. It is also so painful that one cannot see the blue sky.
After hearing this, Luo Mingchuan was neither angry nor shouted in rebuttal.
His expression was calm, as if he was still a little confused. "Did I do something wrong?"
The huge Buddha statue had compassionate eyes and watched everything with indifference.
Buddha cannot speak.
Even those highly accomplished monks cannot answer this question.
In the Zen room, Yin Biyue let out a long sigh and said softly, "If it is beneficial to the people, life and death will be over."
The tense atmosphere here relaxed instantly.
Jinghai smiled, and all the wrinkles on his face slowly smoothed out.
The old monk opened his mouth, as if he wanted to praise Yin Biyue.
At this moment, a sword light flashed, as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning!
Mingguang went straight to the old monk’s face!
The black and white chess pieces on the board fell to the ground with a "clatter", splashing like raindrops, and Yin Biyue had already jumped up with the sword light!
Jinghai's expression was stern. He waved his sleeves and released a powerful force, ready to collide with the sword!
However, the sword seemed to be directed at him, but in fact it was hitting the door directly!
"boom--"
Smoke and dust suddenly rose, and the wooden door of the Zen room and half of the wall were collapsed by the sword.
Yin Biyue flew over with his sword and appeared in the hall.
Just blocking in front of Luo Mingchuan.
Everyone in the hall looked at him in shock.
It was indeed unexpected.
Who in the world has broken through the barrier realm and dares to draw his sword in front of a powerful Mahayana master?
Even if there is, who would dare to draw a sword in front of the abbot of Xingshan Temple?
All this happened too quickly, from the moment Jinghai waved his sleeves and it fell into the air, to the moment he appeared in the hall, Yin Biyue had already stood in front of Luo Mingchuan.
But Yin Bi felt that time was not fast. He felt that every minute and every second just now was extremely long. From the moment Jinghai started talking about the disaster star, he had been calculating and waiting for this moment.
The moment when a powerful Mahayana master relaxes.
He knew that if he didn't seize the opportunity, he would never have it again.
He turned around and glanced at Luo Mingchuan. Fortunately, it was still in time.
Then he questioned everyone, "Brother, you didn't make any mistakes, why should you be punished?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a burst of sweetness rushing straight to his throat, and his meridians were extremely painful. Yin Biyue tried his best to suppress it and straightened his back. Even if it was intentional, breaking out of the blockade of the Mahayana realm also cost a lot.
Luo Mingchuan stared at the young man who was standing in front of him with a sword in his hand.
Junior brother must have known everything. But he chose to believe him.
Then he should believe in himself.
He took two steps forward, stood side by side with Yin Biyue, and said seriously, "I am not the Demon Lord. I don't believe what you say."
Jinghai's eyebrows were raised, like a Vajra with angry eyes, and an Arhat was showing his might.
"Donor Luo has a demonic aura. Donor Yin, are you going to help the tyrant? Where will the people of the world be?"
He had not revealed his imposing power before, but at this moment, the might of the Mahayana stage suddenly burst out, and the monk closest to him could not help but step back two steps.
But Yin Biyue was not afraid at all, and laughed in anger, "Ridiculous! My senior brother was injured while fighting demons in Tixiang Mountain, and you slandered him as a demon cultivator?!"
At this time, the chief lecturer Jingyun shouted,
"Whether it is true or not, you will know it after trying it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his bright yellow cassock quickly swelled up, his sleeves rolled up, one palm pointed to the sky, and the other pointed to the ground. After the two palms and ten fingers overlapped and rotated strangely, a golden light shone!
A huge golden Buddha seal appeared behind him!
The Great Seal of Buddhism!
The seal came with great force, carrying the supreme pressure of the Mahayana period, pressing straight down on Luo Mingchuan!
Like a strong wind passing through, the bronze incense burner on the altar fell over, and the heavy hanging prayer flags and canopy were lifted high.
The magnificent Buddhist temple seemed to tremble slightly under this palm.
The seal was in front of him in an instant, and Luo Mingchuan took Yin Biyue behind him with his backhand. He took a step forward and raised his hand seemingly slowly, but a shadow behind him took shape quickly.
He actually made the same move as Jingyun!
No hesitation, no awkwardness.
He returned the Buddhist hand seal to him!
The true meaning is exact!
"boom--"
Two golden seals collided with each other, and the powerful energy was so strong that it blew the dangling prayer flags into pieces.
Except for the abbot Jinghai and the chief lecturer Jingyun, the rest of the monks were forced to retreat three steps.
No one could have imagined that Luo Mingchuan, who was at the middle level of Hinayana, could fight against a Mahayana cultivator and not lose!
Jingyun was not surprised and said coldly,
"Master Luo, you have been possessed by a demon. Your pupils..."
Luo Mingchuan's pupils had turned into a pure black as dark as the long night.
Yin Biyue interrupted him sharply, "What nonsense! The Galan pupil technique is the method of your Xingshan Temple!"
Jinghai continued, "But what Master Luo practiced was not the Galan pupil technique, but the 'Nine Turns of the Heavenly Net'!" He turned to Yin Biyue, "Master Yin, it's not too late for you to wake up now. We are compassionate and reasonable in Buddhism. You can forgive all the offenses you committed before."
Yin Biyue felt that Luo Mingchuan's body was obviously stiff for a moment. He seemed to be at a loss.
He knew that Jinghai had led him away because he didn't want to fight Xi Huafeng, and because he was afraid of the Sword Saint, so he would not attack him. He would only trap Luo Mingchuan.
Xingshan Temple didn't have a sub-saint, but it had a golden light formation. Even if Luo Mingchuan's master Zheng Yangzi came to ask for him, he might have to use the common people to reason with him. If he didn't listen to the Buddhist principles, he would also be suppressed by the golden light formation.
What is even more terrifying is that Jinghai just mentioned the abbot and Master Wuwang.
Behind this matter, it is very likely that the will of more than one sub-saint is represented.
Yin Biyue almost instantly figured out all the twists and turns, but he laughed out loud, "What a compassionate Buddhist sect, what a high-sounding theory!"
All the monks gathered around and glared at him angrily.
Jinghai shouted, "How dare you draw your sword in front of the Buddha? How dare you disrespect the Buddha?!"
When Master Jingyun took action just now, he could be regarded as exorcising demons and defending the way of righteousness in front of the Buddha. However, if Yin Biyue were to draw his sword at this moment, he would immediately become a demon in the eyes of the monks.
Once the label of "disrespecting Buddha" is put on, even the most arrogant practitioner will feel a little hesitant and fearful.
But this definitely does not include the Sword Master and his disciples.
If it was Yan Xing standing here, he would think of his master's teachings, and then ask in the same way he answered the elder of Baopu Sect, "The Buddha did not give birth to me, nor did he teach me, so why should I respect him?"
But Yin Biyue was not from Yanxing, so he would not slander Buddha.
At this time, he just said calmly, "I don't believe in Buddhism, I don't believe in anything... But if I have to believe in something, I believe in my brother."
What is the reincarnation of the Demon Lord and what is the Nine Transformations of Tianluo.
I don’t believe a single punctuation mark in what you monks say.
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