Master Jingfatong said this, Master Faneng was a little confused. It seemed that the truth was true. The cultivation of these two boys was very good, especially Wu Feng, who did not use all his strength at all. It is rumored in the world that Wu Feng could branch in southern Shandong, and attack more than a thousand White Lotus disciples. He also seriously injured three branch rudders, and even killed the elder Xuanwu. With this ability, it would not be too difficult for him to escape from Lingyin Temple. Once he started a big killing, how many people could stop him.

After thinking for a while, Master Faneng said thoughtfully: Even if they have a hidden secret, why not say it out? We have seen the abbot's head, which is iron proof and cannot be denied. The reason why they do not kill is that they are a disciple of Maoshan and a disciple of a well-known sect. They have been guilty of accepting the guidance of the master since they were young and should not kill innocent people. They are also guilty. Only then can you think too much about this. Brother, please don't think too much. When tomorrow, after the Maoshan Master Xuanming came, we will show him the abbot's body. This person has evidence and evidence, and they cannot make a quibble. No matter what, Maoshan is also the ancestral home of Taoism. People all over the world can stare at it. They should not hide the two of them. They must clean up the door himself and give me justice to Lingyin Temple.

Master Fatong was still very puzzled and shook his head and said, "I just can't figure out why they both wanted to kill Senior Brother Abbot. Senior Brother Fawu has no grudges with these two juniors, and Senior Brother Fawu's cultivation is not inferior to ours. Why did Senior Brother Fawu sit there motionless and wait for them to cut off their heads? This is even more incomprehensible.

Brother Fatong, don’t think too much about this matter. When the Master Xuanming arrives tomorrow, he will ask in person. I believe they will not say anything, so let’s wait. Master Faneng said again.

As the two said that, they went straight to Master Fawu's Zen Temple, and his body had not yet been restrained.

Wu Feng was pressed by four or five great monks to a secluded place in Lingyin Temple. A house built of stone appeared in front of him. There were two thick iron doors in front of the door, and they were locked by iron chains. A great monk walked up, untied the iron chain, and pushed open the iron door. Then, the monks pushed Wu Feng in with one hand. The monk Miaokong said angrily: Wu Feng, for the several major things you did in the world before, the righteous people praised you, and I, Miaokong, admire you too, but for the things you did today, I really don’t like it. Wu Meng used to treat you as a hero before, but now it seems that this is the case. You actually cruelly killed my uncle Fawu, and wait to be drowned by the masters of various major sects tomorrow. Humph

The monk Miaokong snorted coldly, closed the door fiercely, and then heard a sound of chains rushing.

The room suddenly turned dark, and Wu Feng immediately opened his eyes and saw clearly in the room. It was indeed a woodshed, but it didn't look completely different. Apart from the firewood in this room, it was more like a prisoner's place, because the room didn't even have a window.

Wu Feng glanced around, then took the yellow-haired monkey to find a clean place and sat down cross-legged.
Chapter completed!