On this day, the Buddha's light was shining brightly, and the rumbling sound of chanting scriptures echoed in all directions. In the solemn and solemn Great Hall, Zen Master Fahua sat cross-legged on the lotus, and there were countless monks standing on both sides of the Great Hall.

However, the atmosphere in Wuhua Temple today was depressing, and even the Fahua Zen Master looked as if he was holding a roll of yellow silk in his hand to watch it intently.

"Amitabha!"

After dozens of breaths, Zen Master Fahua chanted the Buddha's name very well, but his voice was extremely condensed, and he contained a great anger, which could be heard from his Buddha's name.

"This person is not only bold and reckless in his heart, but also does not take my Buddha in his heart. If I let Fahua Temple let it go, wouldn't it bring shame to my Buddhist lineage?" Zen Master Fahua looked angry with Vajra, and obviously he was really angry.

"Host, I heard from Kuhui that this person has unpredictable cultivation. The cultivation of the Taoist lineage is a Taoist lineage. He even spoke wildly and did not take my Buddhist lineage seriously. I guess his roots and feet must be good. It would be better to report this to the Lingshan Da Leiyin Temple and let the Buddhas in Lingshan make decisions on their own." An old monk stepped out, and he clasped his hands together and suggested.

"No, if you go to Lingshan, wouldn't this show that my Wuhua Temple is useless?"

"Besides, I don't know how this person is. If I spread this to the outside world, wouldn't it make the outside world laugh at me as if it was useless?" Another old monk stood up, and his eyebrows were full of ferocious images.

"Yes, if we can't handle such a small matter well, we need people from Lingshan, then how can our Wuhua Temple gain a foothold in Xiniu Hezhou in the future?" An old monk with white eyebrows echoed.

"What the two senior brothers said is not bad, but the two senior brothers should understand that the three realms of heaven, earth, man and man are too great. If this person dares to speak wildly, he must have great ability. It is very likely that he is a certain ancient master of supernatural powers. I am afraid that it is not something that I, Wuhua Temple, can be punished."

"Senior brother is worried too much. There are not so many great masters in this world. Moreover, this is in Xiniu Hezhou, and it is also in the birthplace of my Buddhist lineage. Even if the ancient masters dare not slander Buddhism, I am afraid that this person will definitely be a demon. My Wuhua Temple should suppress him and send him to Lingshan to set off. Only in this way can the reputation of my Wuhua Temple be demonstrated."

Several old monks spoke out, obviously all with different opinions, but they all had their own reasons.

"Several uncles of the masters, my disciples have something to say."

Suddenly, just as several old monks were arguing endlessly, a nervous and trembling voice was coming, which also made several old monks stop arguing, and they all looked at the source of the sound.

"How can you interrupt randomly and not retreat quickly?" A middle-aged monk changed his expression slightly and directly scolded Kuhui. He was Kuhui's master. He never expected that in such an occasion, his disciple would dare to interrupt randomly. Isn't this causing trouble for him?

"It's okay, what you want to say, you should be blunt." Zen Master Fahua said in a low voice.

at this time!

Ku Hui knelt in the center of the Main Hall. His eyes turned slightly, and then he lowered his Buddhist chant and said, "I will report to all the uncles of Master Fajue, I remember that Master Fajue had just subdued a river demon a few days ago. The cultivation level of this river demon is Taiyi Xuanxian. If he was asked to go to Xiaoshi Village to make trouble, he would definitely lead to this person's attack. At that time, I will observe Wuhua Temple and you can also know what kind of cultivation level he is."

"If this person is not a rival to the river demon, he can be subdued and brought back to my Fahua Temple. If the river demon is destroyed by him, you can also infer what kind of cultivation this person is. Then ask the Buddha of Lingshan to take action to subdue this person. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

As Kuhui's words fell, it was heard that the needles were heard on the scene. Obviously, this trick of killing people with a knife was perfect. Not only did Wuhua Temple not have to take action personally, but Ye Xuan's cultivation level could be inferred. No matter what the result was, it would be beneficial to Wuhua Temple without any harm.

Although this strategy is a bit vicious and shameless, it is a loss of Buddhist appearance, but it is perfect, which also makes Zen Master Fahua and others nod slightly.

“This plan is very good.”

"Kuhui you did a good job."

"Please also preside over the decision."

Several old monks spoke one after another, and even looked at Zen Master Fahua because all the decision was in the hands of Zen Master Fahua.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Fahua chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice: "Hi Hui, this time, you will leave this matter to you. If you can do this matter well, I personally give you a volume of Vajra Subduing Magic, which is also my reward for you."

"Thank you for the host."

Ku Hui looked happy and bowed to Zen Master Fahua excitedly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

It’s no wonder that Kuhui is so excited. The Vajra Demon Scroll is enough to allow him to cultivate to the realm of a celestial immortal, and he always holds a grudge against Ye Xuan. If he can use the river demon to kill Ye Xuan, it will be enough to relieve his hatred.

Even if the river demon is not Ye Xuan's opponent, he can report to Zen Master Fahua. At that time, people from the Western Lingshan Mountain will suppress Ye Xuan. This is simply a trick of killing two birds with one stone.

...

At the same time.

Flame Mountain.

The Bull Demon King was on the throne of the White Bone, and countless little monsters were roaring. A young girl was tied to a cross, but the girl was covered with whip marks and obviously suffered unimaginable torture and whipping.

"Tell me, who killed my son." The Bull Demon King narrowed his eyes slightly, and his big fist hit the table in front of him. With a loud bang, the huge rock table turned into ashes.

"Niu...Niu Demon King...I...I really don't know who he is...I have said everything I should say." Hu Meier said weakly, and her eyes were filled with extreme fear.

A few days ago, Hu Meier wanted to escape from Xiniu Hezhou and return to the Qingqiu Fox Clan because of the death of Red Boy, but was intercepted by Niu Demon King on the way, and she knew that she would die for the rest of her life.

Sure enough, the Bull Demon King directly captured her back to the Flame Mountain and directly imposed an inhumane punishment on her. Hu Mei'er did not dare to hide anything at all, and told the Bull Demon King that the Red Boy was killed.

Unfortunately, Niu Demon King has been asking Ye Xuan about his identity, but how could Hu Meier answer it, which is why the scene is now.

"King, I think this woman is not lying. She should really not know this person." A big monster is a wolf-headed man and is speaking to the Bull Demon King.

Hearing the words of his great demon under his command, the Bull Demon King nodded slowly because he gradually believed Hu Meier's words. Because Hu Meier has suffered unimaginable torture these days, under such cruel punishment, Hu Meier will never lie.

"The king, the portrait of the murderer has been drawn. Please give me a look."
Chapter completed!