As soon as he said this, Guan Zhen's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Guan Jing.

Guan Jing didn't seem to care.

The deceased old man stayed in the cabin and did not appear, but Zhuo Bufan stood up and said angrily: "What did you say?"

"With Lingshan's strength, how dare you disrespect your deceased predecessors!"

Guan Jing glanced at Zhuo Bufan and said, "You are just a dog under the control of an old ghost who has passed away. Lingshan has been inherited for tens of thousands of years and is a holy land of Buddhism. This time the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree was stolen. This is a major event for Buddhism, and it will involve more

A monk who has reached a higher level in Buddhism!"

"The South has always been barren, and the South China Sea is even more resource-poor. Do you know why Buddhism originally chose this place as a place for immortals to live, and why the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree grows here?"

Zhuo Bufan was startled for a moment, and he vaguely understood. I am afraid that the origin of the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree is extraordinary, otherwise Guan Jing would not dare to say such a thing!

Guan Zhen was originally very anxious and wanted to stop Guan Jing, but now that Guan Jing said such words, he suddenly calmed down. Lingshan has been passed down for so many years, and the ancestral tree can even be called the foundation of Lingshan. Now that the ancestral tree has been stolen, Guan Zhen

What I said is true. As long as I can get my ancestral tree back, even if I offend the old man in the past, what can I do?

Guan Jing stared at the direction of the boat and said, "Old ghost of the past, you don't dare to run away, it's not because you are afraid!"

"The ancestral purple bamboo tree in Lingshan has an extraordinary origin. Ordinary monks don't know about it. Don't you still know about it?"

"This purple bamboo ancestral tree was planted here by the mighty Buddhist cultivator just so that Lingshan could use it as a foundation to gain a firm foothold here. That mighty Buddhist cultivator has now cultivated the great path.

The Dharma lives as long as heaven and earth!"

Yang Bo stood on the boat to the dead. He stared in the direction of worship, his expression changed slightly. He did not expect that the ancestral purple bamboo tree in Lingshan would have such an origin!

If that Buddhist cultivator really cultivates the Great Dao, I am afraid that the old man who has passed away will never dare to be tainted with cause and effect. In this case, he will have to handle the matter by himself!

After waiting for a long time, the deceased old man still did not appear, and the deceased boat did not move. Yang Bo knew that there was no problem with what Guan Jing said, and the deceased old man did not want to be involved in this matter!

Of course Zhuo Bufan also understood this. He wanted to step forward, but he hesitated.

Yang Bo took a step forward and snorted: "What a sharp-tongued big-headed monk!"

"Monk Datou, you dare to frame the deceased senior, do you have any evidence in your hand?"

"If you don't have any evidence and accuse the deceased predecessors like this, what crime should you be guilty of?"

Guan Jing stared at Yang Bo, "Another barking dog, you are just a vicious dog of the old ghost in the past!"

"Don't think that what you have done is perfect. My cultivation has reached the Destiny Realm. The scene where the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree was stolen has the aura of your group. This must be your doing!"

"Besides, yesterday you went to Qionghai and were taken to the Zizhu Forest by Abbot Guanzhen. You surveyed the terrain in advance. If you say that this is not the work of an old ghost from the past, I am willing to be struck by lightning from the sky!"

Yang Bo really got the ancestral tree, so he was not too angry at the other party's scolding, but when he heard the other party swear, he couldn't help but laugh, "If the sky has eyes, I should accept you as an evil monk!"

"My predecessor in the past life never got off the ship, let alone stole the ancestral tree!"

After saying that, Yang Bo raised his head and shouted towards the sky: "The sky has eyes, please punish this person!"

"boom!"

As soon as Yang Bo finished speaking, a bolt of lightning fell and landed in front of Monk Guan Jing.

The expression on Monk Guanjing's face changed drastically, and he was filled with shock. He quickly dodged and escaped the lightning.

Unexpectedly, another thunder and lightning fell immediately.

"boom!"

When this thunder and lightning fell, everyone stared at the sky, and they were all shocked, because this thunder and lightning turned out to be purple. The purple lightning was so fast that it almost fell on the monk Guan Jing in the blink of an eye!

Monk Guanjing's expression changed drastically. He tried to dodge, but this time he failed. Lightning fell on him, and half of his body was chopped into charcoal. He fell to the ground.

There was silence in the venue for a while. Everyone stared at Guan Jing, looking at the charred body, and they were stunned for a while.

Just now, Monk Guanjing said personally, "If this matter was not done by an old ghost from the past, I would be willing to be struck by thunder from the sky." Now the purple divine thunder fell, and Monk Guanjing was struck!

This shows what?

Monk Guanjing framed the deceased old man, and the ancestral tree was indeed not stolen by the deceased old man!

Guan Zhen was confused for a moment. He looked at Guan Jing's body and then looked in the direction of the ship to die. He didn't know what to say.

A Buddhist cultivator came forward at the scene. He lifted up the body of Monk Guanjing, stretched out his hand to check his breathing, and couldn't help shouting loudly: "Uncle Guanjing has become an immortal!"

Many Buddhist cultivators stared at the corpse, and everyone couldn't help but burst into tears.

However, everyone's attention immediately fell on Guan Zhen. Guan Zhen is the leader and everything should be decided by Guan Zhen. Now that Guan Jing was struck to death by lightning, Guan Zhen should decide what to do next!

Guan Zhen gritted his teeth and raised his voice: "Guan Jing falsely accused the deceased predecessor and voluntarily took a poisonous oath. Now he is struck by lightning. He deserves it!"

"Now it seems that someone else stole the purple bamboo ancestral tree. We hold back our grief and continue the search. We must find the real culprit!"

The Buddhist cultivators listened to the order and left two people to take away Guanjing's body, and everyone left.

Yang Bo looked at the many Buddhist cultivators disappearing in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Yang Bo was inevitably surprised. It was he who cast the first thunder and lightning. Where did the second purple divine thunder come from?

Thinking like this, Yang Bo's eyes fell on the cabin of the ship of death.

The boat gradually started to move, the surrounding scenery gradually faded, and Yang Bo finally felt at ease.

After a long time, the deceased old man walked out of the cabin. Yang Bo looked at the appearance of the deceased old man and couldn't help but widen his eyes, full of surprise!

"Senior, why is this happening?" Yang Bo asked in surprise.

There are some wrinkles on the face of the deceased old man. Although it does not look particularly obvious, for monks, this is the most important thing, because wrinkles mean the loss of life. The old man did not look like this before he passed away!

The deceased old man stared at Yang Bo and said, "Yang Bo, you owe me a favor!"

"No, it's just a favor!"

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, and he vaguely understood that the purple divine thunder just now might not be a punishment from heaven, but the work of the deceased old man!

This is just a divine thunder. How could it cost so much?

The strength of the deceased old man is unfathomable. With his cultivation level, he already has an unknown amount of lifespan. If he wants to have wrinkles on his face, the lifespan consumed is not a small number!

Divine Thunder counts as one favor, but what about the second favor?
Chapter completed!