Hongren's current cultivation level is no less than the Taoist faith among the four great saint monks back then. This is indeed something to be proud of. The second person in Buddhism can be regarded as a true name.

When Shi Zhixuan got into Buddhism, he tried to make up for his own mental skills. He once worshipped under the four great saint monks. If this calculation is made, Hongren is actually Shi Zhixuan's junior brother.

Of course, they must be brothers who are tired of each other, otherwise Shi Zhixuan would not have pushed Hongren into this fire pit.

It seems like an accident that Hongren appears here today, but Zhao Hao can conclude that this must be from Shi Zhixuan's plan.

Shi Zhixuan is now the identity of the monk king. Due to his previous identity, Shi Zhixuan is not actually considered free now.

That's why he needs to transform into the Heavenly King and eliminate those inside the Buddhist sect who have always been enemies with him, such as the four great holy monks, and the like, one by one, so that he can completely control the Demon Sect.

However, if Zhao Hao was not wrong, the current Tianlong Sect should have been completely destroyed in name, and it was destroyed by the joint efforts of the monk king and the Taoist lord.

At this time, Hongren is not suitable for something else, otherwise others will easily associate him with him. After all, Hongren is not in the same way as Shi Zhixuan within Buddhism.

So Shi Zhixuan wanted to use a knife to kill someone, and borrowed Zhao Hao's knife to remove Hongren. In this way, no one could think of him.

The plan is very good, and Hongren has indeed taken the bait without any surprise, but Zhao Hao hasn't figured out whether to take action.

"Amitabha, the donor of stone has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light and converted to my Buddha, but the donor is still stubborn and does evil, good, good, good." Hongren sighed.

"Puff."

Wu Zi couldn't help it, and was amused by Hong Ren's compassionate look.

"I said, monk, are you stupid in your studies of Buddhism? You are here to be rude. If you really think Shi Zhixuan dare not kill you, no one in this world dares to kill you." Wu Zi's voice was disdainful, in fact, it was for Hong Ren's good.

It really made Zhao Hao serious, but Hongren was unlucky.

But Wu Zi has been high and has not realized what his words mean to others.

"The witch is indeed a bird of a feather." Hongren glanced at Wuneng, his eyes full of disgust.

The silly...

Zhao Hao gave up communicating with Hongren, and it was obvious that Shi Zhixuan had completely grasped Hongren's character. With this kind of personality, it was really hard to even lose his mind.

"Are you Shenxiu? Yes, the "Immortal Seal Method" is already a bit high." Zhao Hao exclaimed.

Shen Xiu was stunned, and Hongren was also shocked.

Of course they would not not understand what the Immortal Seal Method represents.

But what does this have to do with Shenxiu? Hongren is not a suspicious person, but it is related to the current monk king, his former senior brother, Hongren still finds it difficult to keep calm.

"Senior, don't swear by others." Shen Xiu was really about to vomit blood.

Shen Xiu didn't notice it. When he called Senior Zhao Hao, dissatisfaction flashed in Hongren's eyes.

The Fifth Patriarch Hongren only played a role in connecting the past and the future in the history of Zen Buddhism, and did not carry forward Zen Buddhism, and of course, it did not let Zen decline.

He has talent, but unfortunately he was born at the wrong time and met a monster like Shi Zhixuan, which was doomed to his tragedy.

"You may not know that I have a deep study of the Immortal Seal Method. You can hide it from your master, but you can't hide it from me." Zhao Hao chuckled and then slapped it out with a palm.

Although Hongren already had some doubts about Shenxiu, Shenxiu was his apprentice after all. Zhao Hao's palm was aimed at Shenxiu, so Hongren could not sit idly by.

However, Hongren was frightened to discover that Zhao Hao's palm seemed ordinary, but it was very similar to the nightmare he remembered.

Decades ago, it was like this light palm that completely defeated him, and from then on, it took him ten years to get out of his mind.

Although Hongren is much stronger than before and even surpasses his master's Taoist faith, Hongren will certainly not be grateful for this in his heart.

He wanted to take revenge, but he was unable to do so. Over time, as this emotion accumulates, it became a fear that even Hongren himself did not discover.

In fact, he could take over this palm, but in the face of the familiar two qi of life and death, Hongren found that he had no courage to take action.

He just watched the afterimage of Zhao Hao hitting his disciple.

Shen Xiu looked at Hongren in disbelief. He also thought Hongren would catch the palm for him, so he did not hide at first.

Neither Hongren nor Shenxiu knew about Zhao Hao's power. Although they knew that the person who could defeat Cihang Jingzhai would definitely not be a weak person, Hongren has been used to being praised by others over the years, so he will inevitably feel a little proud.

But in fact, the shadow Shi Zhixuan brought to him has not yet dissipated, which has caused the current misunderstanding.

"Master, I haven't learned the "Immortal Seal Method"." Shen Xiu said loudly, looking angry.

He didn't know the details, but just thought that Hongren deliberately chose not to save him, and had given up on him, so anger naturally arose in his heart.

Master, apprentice, disciple, and disciple, should respect the master, the premise is that the master should fulfill his responsibilities.

All ministers can disobey the king, let alone the master and disciple?

Sometimes, cracks occur in this way. Once they occur, they are difficult to make up for.

"It doesn't matter whether you have learned the "Immortal Seal Method". What matters is whether others think that you have learned the Immortal Seal Method, Shenxiu, and whether you are interested in being my boy. I promise that the future is much better than what I am in the Lawshizi Zen Sect." Zhao Hao bewitched.

"The donor is too much." Hong felt guilty. When he saw Zhao Hao bewitching his disciples again, his anger instantly drowned his reason. Bodhidharma's hand came out with a shocking momentum, which was several times larger than Zhao Hao's formation just now.

"The bald donkey is indeed a bit capable, and the second person in Buddhism can barely afford it." Huan said simply, but that's all.

Although ten years of implicit cultivation cannot be said to be a great enlightenment, Wusan's opponent is definitely not a person of Hongren's level.

Even the maid is like this, let alone Zhao Hao.

"It is said that the fourth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, Daoxin, is not much inferior to Ning Daoxin's Bashu. When I saw it today, the rumors were indeed unbelievable. Ning Daoxin was indeed embarrassed and threw it to his grandma's house. Anyone could step on him." Zhao Hao sneered, and he also met with one palm, not dodging or avoiding.

When the four great saints were still there, each of them was the best in the world, because Ning Daoqi once said that each of these four people was not inferior to him.

This must be an exaggeration. Ning Daoqi likes to do such self-deprecating things, but this also indirectly shows the strength of the four great saints.

Among them, Daoxin is proficient in the hands of Bodhidharma, and like Ning Daoxue, he is good at hand skills, so he is often compared.

It is said that in Daoxin's hand, the same power as Ning Daoxin's hand, although Zhao Hao did not appreciate Daoxin's hand, Ning Daoxin's hand, Zhao Hao personally experienced it.

Although the greater effect of Sanshou Bapu is Xiaoyao himself and developing his own potential, even so, in Ning Daoqi's hands, Sanshou Bapu can compete with the peerless martial arts of the Nine Swords of Tianwen. Compared with it, the so-called Bodhidharma hand is no less than a little bit.

Zhao Hao and Hongren collided with their palms, as if two magnets were sucked tightly together and could no longer be separated.

Zhao Hao's face was calm and even had a smile, but Hongren's face had changed, and his eyes could no longer hide fear.

It is a familiar memory, and a nightmare memory.

Hongren only felt that his life span was constantly losing. Originally, with his cultivation level, living without illness or disaster might not be as long as he lived for decades, but now Hongren has already felt the verge of death.

Anger is constantly pulled out and dead energy continues to pour in. This feeling is not something you can experience in person, but it is absolutely difficult to understand.

There is a great opportunity between life and death, but Hongren does not feel it.

But Hongren has already experienced the great horror between life and death.

"Where did you know the news that the Tianlong Sect had taken action against Cihang Jingzhai?" Zhao Hao asked.

"It was Shen Xiu Feige who told me through a letter." Hongren did not hide it.

Zhao Hao glanced at Shen Xiu with a little meaningful look, but Shen Xiu did not look at Zhao Hao.

Bai Qing'er led his men to attack Emperor Pai Peak. Although it was not a secret matter, he did not make a big fuss.

Shen Xiu, a Buddhist rookie, got the information? What's more, Mingkong said just now that she has been chasing Shen Xiu.

"Mingkong, has the Taoist master been teaching you over the years?" Zhao Hao continued to ask.

Mingkong didn't know Zhao Hao, but her eyesight was much stronger than Hongren. He replied obediently: "Yes, after my mother disappeared, my senior brother kept teaching me something. The senior brother said he was taking disciples on behalf of the master, but the martial arts he practiced were not suitable for me, so he still asked me to practice "The Demon Strategy". The senior brother just gave me some advice."

The smile on the corner of Zhao Hao's mouth became more and more strange, and Wu Xian and Shi Feixuan also came to their senses.

The Taoist Lord is the Dragon King of the Tianlong Sect. He must have known Bai Qing'er's actions, and Mingkong's whereabouts must be in his control.

From Hongren receiving a letter from Shen Xiu to coming out of the mountain to Mingkong chasing Shen Xiu, just in time to Mount Zhongnan. If all this is a coincidence, it would be too insulting the IQ of Zhao Hao and others.

"It seems that you are really an abandoned child. Since that's the case, I'll give you the end that the abandoned child should have." Zhao Hao looked at Hong Ren, shook his head gently, and then waved his right hand casually. Hong Ren fell to the side, not knowing life and death.

"Die?" Shi Feixuan asked with a frown.

"Die, beg for Ren and get Ren. He is committed to his own death. Even if I don't kill him, the blame will be on my head." A cold light flashed in Zhao Hao's eyes.

Killing Hongren is nothing. After all, Hongren wants to kill him, and Zhao Hao can feel the murderous intent on Hongren.

Those who are stumbling in the world want to kill themselves. At this time, no matter what kind of monk and sage the other party is or the national hero, they will be killed. After all, their own life is the most important thing.

But why did Shi Zhixuan and Junbao dare to design themselves and let themselves help them kill people?

Who gave them the courage?

"I think you should give me an explanation." Zhao Hao's eyes were on Shen Xiu.

At this moment, Shenxiu's anger just now had completely disappeared, replaced by a confident calmness.

Under the gaze of Zhao Hao and others, he was so calm, and he really had the style of a second-person young generation.

"I've seen Master." Shen Xiu suddenly took two steps forward and knelt in front of Wu Zi.

Zhao Hao and Shi Feixuan frowned at the same time. Shen Xiu is Wu Xian's apprentice?

This matter has anything to do with the sage?

Wuya was even more strange than them, because she only accepted one disciple from the beginning to the end. Although she had wanted to accept another one, Zhao Hao once promised to find another disciple for her, but ten years of retreat disrupted everything.

I never thought that after leaving the seclusion, a monk would say he was his disciple.

"I don't know you." Wu said strangely.

"A heavy snow occurred in the winter of the seventh year of Zhenguan. Master took Mingkong as his disciple. When he left the Martial Palace, there was a little beggar. Do you still remember?" Shen Xiu's words made Wu Hua recall the situation more than ten years ago.
To be continued...