The King of Ancient Less is lost, but he is incomplete.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, which has the seventh level peak, actually lost to the young abbot in front of him.

The promise just now lost and self-destructed!

After a moment of silence, a pleasant female voice suddenly said with a slightly sharp look: "The abbot wins!"

Molan cheered and excited on another stone table. At this moment, she was really happy!

After Molan's reminder, Shaolin disciples and pilgrims around him also burst into applause and cheers.

The faces of the Gulean Dharma King and Mahasattva were blue and white, especially the Gulean Dharma King. He was full of confidence before and thought that he could definitely win, so he didn't care about any excessive vows. But now, if he really made him stolen, he lost his courage.

The smaller the ability, the less people care about their lives. For example, when two armies face off, the general's orders, the soldiers' blood surged, countless people fell down, and countless people killed, but they didn't care about their lives.

However, once the war fails, there are very few generals who will truly kill themselves, because they are generals and people with status.

The higher the martial arts, the more afraid of death. They are used to dominating the life and death of others, but they are difficult to accept their own death.

King Gule is undoubtedly a master, and he doesn't want to die in Shaolin Temple.

Facing Huo Yuanzhen's bright eyes, Gu Le felt guilty and murmured: "Abbot...I."

"Does King Gule want to fulfill his promise?"

King Gule gritted his teeth and said after a while: "Please ask the abbot to propose conditions!"

Huo Yuanzhen stood up, came to the presence of the King of Gule, and said condescendingly: "Okay, since the King of Dharma is unwilling to die, I will say that you think I stole your Tantric magical skills. This is not the case. If you don't have enough evidence, come to my Shaolin to ask for guilt. It is a small shame to insult me, but it is a great reputation for insulting me. I want you to bear wooden signs and write everything. Parade in Luye Town, Dengfeng County and Zhengzhou Prefecture for three days to restore my Shaolin's innocence. Are you willing?"

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's harsh conditions, King Gule's heart was filled with anger. This was simply an insult to Tantric Buddhism, and he would not agree to it no matter what.

He shook his head, "This condition does not work, I will never obey!"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled, "Since that's the case, that's fine, I will give you a second condition. My Shaolin's Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Achievement was not stolen from you, right?"

The King of Gu Le nodded, and now he was also wondering where the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna

"Then you have to admit it in public, acknowledging that my Shaolin is the birthplace of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna

The King of Gule thought for a while, shook his head and said, "This condition is not OK. This is an insult to my Tantric Buddhism and said that my Tantric Buddhism steals your martial arts. If there is no such thing, I cannot agree."

The people around were a little dissatisfied. This lama was really ungrateful and would not let you commit suicide. You would not agree to any conditions. How could people convince themselves without trust in this way?

Regarding the doubts of others, King Gule had to grit his teeth and hold on. He thought that it was really not possible, so he cheated and rushed out of the crowd and ran away. He didn't know that they could not stop him.

Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand to stop everyone's criticism and continued, "If this is not enough, then the third condition for me is that you, the Dharma King of Gu Le, went to my Shaolin to worship Buddha and burn incense, repent of your sins in front of the Buddha, and then go back to your Tantric Buddhism."

"That's the condition?"

King Gu Le looked at Huo Yuanzhen in disbelief, and couldn't believe his ears. How could this little monk let him go so easily?

"Amitabha, monks don't lie, Master, go!"

Facing Huo Yuan was really generous, Gu Le stood up with a blushing face and said unsteadily: "You Zen people have always been incompatible with our Tantric Buddhism, why are you so kind to me?"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled: "The master said so much. Tantric Buddhism and our Zen Buddhism are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. There are many reasons and constraints. It is not easy for human power to reverse it. If your Tantric Buddhism is next to my Shaolin, I wonder if the master thinks he can get along well with me?"

Gu Le was stunned for a moment and suddenly gave a deep courtesy to Huo Yuanzhen: "What the abbot said is very true. Many things are obsessed with me and uneasy. I will naturally be wrong when I see things. I will go to the Buddha to repent."

Before he knew it, Gu Le no longer claimed to be his seat, which shows that his mentality has indeed changed. After saying that, he went to Wanfo Pagoda with conscience, burned incense and worshiped Buddha for an hour before coming out of the pagoda.

After coming out, all the people in Shaolin treated Gule with their attitudes very different from those in the past.

Gu Le came to Huo Yuanzhen again and said to him: "Abbot, if I lose, I lose. The donor you put forward is not a condition. Let me say one more, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

"You didn't lose, you won."

When Gu Le looked around and saw that the Shaolin disciples and pilgrims were friendly to him and no longer had the hostility he had just now.

"If you can worship Buddha quietly in my Shaolin Zen land, you will naturally win everyone's respect. As for the bet, I have forgotten it."

Gu Le's face became hot again, and Huo Yuan's stomach really made him feel a little ashamed.

Huo Yuanzhen's face was calm, his eyelids were slightly closed, but he quietly glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and said to himself: "You old lama, if no one encouraged you, how could you run thousands of miles to come and cause trouble in Shaolin? I took great pains to enlighten you. If you still refuse to tell the truth, you will inevitably be able to serve the group fight."

The King of Gule seemed a little hesitant and said to Huo Yuanzhen for a long time: "Can you talk to the abbot alone?"

Huo Yuanzhen invited Gu Le Dharma King to his room and refused Yichen's accompany. Although Gu Le Dharma King is very powerful, Huo Yuanzhen believes that he will not even lose any resistance at all.

The two of them entered Huo Yuanzhen's room and sat down separately. The Gule Dharma King said, "Abbot, I wonder if you have ever heard of monks, Taoists and nuns?"

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head, and he had never heard of it before.

King Gule continued: "It seems that the abbot is really a person who is dedicated to practicing the truth. This monk, Taoist and nun is a killer organization."

"Killer organization?"

"That's right, this organization was founded a hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, three monks rebeled from the Kongmen and joined the Demon Sect and followed the white-haired blood demon Ding Buer. These three of them have excellent martial arts skills and are Ding Buer's most profitable subordinates. The three of them created this monk and Taoist nun, who specialize in assassinating people who oppose the Demon Sect. Whether they are from the martial arts world or senior officials in the court and the country, as long as they violate the interests of the Demon Sect, they will be their assassination target and have created countless bloody crimes."

Gu Le paused for a moment and continued: "Later, Ding Buer disappeared, the Demon Cult is getting worse, and the righteous path is revived, and a protracted bloody battle with the Demon Cult. The monks, Taoists and Niangs also died one after another in the war, but this organization has been preserved, but it is a little out of touch with the Demon Cult, and it is considered a simple assassination organization."

"Oh, there's something like this?"

Huo Yuan really didn't expect that there was such an organization in the world. It seemed that he would indeed ask Guan Shanyue and others about some things in the world.

"Yes, nowadays, there are many members among monks and nuns, most of whom are unsuccessful monks in their own sects. On weekdays, these people still stay in various sects. Once they have a task, they will send a letter to inform them."

"Master Gule is also a monk, Taoist and nun?"

"Shame, indeed, I have been joining monks and nuns for many years."

"Can you be a bad life in the Tantric Buddhism?"

"It's almost the same. I really feel uncomfortable in Tantric Buddhism. I'm there... Forget it, it's better not to mention it. This time I came to Shaolin and only came after receiving notifications from the organization."

Huo Yuanzhen looked at King Gu Le and asked, "So why does the master tell me these things now?"

"Abbot, my mission has failed, and after what happened just now, I suddenly felt a little discouraged. The organization of monks, Taoists and nuns is indeed contrary to the original intention of becoming a monk. I felt tired, so I told the abbot clearly that I would like to warn the abbot, be careful. If I fail, there will naturally be others to take action. Although the abbot has achieved success in practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist."

"Master, who is coming to harm me?"

"I don't know this, but the monks and nuns themselves will not attack anyone. It must be someone who hired me to receive the task. But I think the abbot will know much more clearly than the poor monk."

Huo Yuanzhen wanted to ask carefully about the situation inside the monks, Taoists and nuns, but King Gule stood up and said goodbye to Huo Yuanzhen.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, but the organization is extremely strict. I don't even know who the three leaders of the monks and Taoists are now. It's useless to ask the abbot. Today I thank the abbot for his kindness. Gu Le remembers it in his heart that he will repay him in the future, so he will say goodbye."

After saying that, King Gule walked out of Huo Yuanzhen's room and called Mahasattva outside, and the two left Shaolin.

They left, Huo Yuanzhen pondered indoors, who was the person behind him who wanted to harm him?

Molan!

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly realized that Mo Lan probably knew that although this woman was not bad by nature, someone must have been instructed by her in Shaolin. However, Mo Lan was too confident and seemed to want to fall under her pomegranate skirt. She did not intend to shake the foundation of Shaolin. Huo Yuanzhen had never been concerned about her, because Huo Yuanzhen was also very confident that Mo Lan would not succeed.

But now it seems that it is necessary to ask Molan.

But when Huo Yuanzhen went out to search, he realized that Molan had already left Shaolin when he and the King of Gule entered the room!
Chapter completed!