Chapter 461: Master Yuanqing

They were all disciples brought by the old mania, there were originally dozens of people, who knew that only seventeen of them escaped from the decisive battle of Tianchi Mountain, so on the one hand, they reported the situation of Shouhua to the Hengwu Society, and on the other hand, they looked for an opportunity to take revenge on Lin Haoxuan, and finally waited for a great opportunity on this snowy night, Lin Haoxuan only had a guard by his side. The latest free chapters of the book can be found here.

Seventeen figures flashed, and slowly leaned towards Lin Haoxuan and them, Lin Haoxuan turned his head and said to Ji Nantian: "Nantian, if you stay in place, these rate warriors will be solved by me!" ”

Ji Nantian hesitated for a moment, and said worriedly: "Qi Shao, your injury is not healed yet?" ”

Lin Haoxuan smiled bitterly, his eyes were full of pain, and he said slowly: "If I don't take the opportunity to vent the pain in my heart, this injury will never be good, it will never be good!" ”

Yes, the matter of Meng Qingliang and Xia Xingquan, Lin Haoxuan has not thought of how to solve it until now.

Seventeen rate warriors had already rushed over, the sword light and snow light were intertwined, flashing Lin Haoxuan's eyes, Lin Haoxuan closed his eyes just now, his footsteps moved slightly, and he counterattacked towards the comer, and his right hand instantly lit up with a nameless sword.

Listening to the wind, the two warrior knives slashed over from the front, Lin Haoxuan's right hand sank slightly, and the preemptive sword slashed at their wrists, and then swung forward, and suddenly the necks of the two rate soldiers showed blood, Lin Haoxuan's strength was not very large, but it just cut their throats.

Ji Nantian was still coldly watching the changes on the field, and if something was wrong, he would be the first to rush over.

Although two rate warriors died, someone immediately filled it, Lin Haoxuan opened his eyes, and then went to pounce, only two ups and downs, and they had already rushed in front of them.

The rate warrior was shocked, but he didn't expect that Lin Haoxuan not only did not defend, but attacked everywhere, so more than ten people stepped forward with warrior knives to block, Lin Haoxuan's sword was fierce, and he was invincible, and a rate soldier was slashed by his war knife and swept outward.

In a moment, several more accomplices died, and the leader led the warrior to the tip of the sword, took two steps forward, the color of grief and indignation flowed on his face, and roared angrily: "Lin Haoxuan, your hands are stained with the blood of Hengwu Society, and you will die under our sword today!" ”

The violent aura in Lin Haoxuan's heart dispersed, and the unstoppable killing intent surged up, he looked at the rate warrior in front of him coldly, and said slowly: "Even your master's old mania has lost his head, not to mention that you are the remnants of the Hengwu Society, you are also worthy of killing me?" ”

Speaking of this, Lin Haoxuan didn't bother to let him answer, took a few steps, and the war knife suddenly poked out, and it had already hit the leader of the soldiers. mouth, arm vibrate, and threw him out of the lull hard.

'Bang',

The leader of the warriors slammed into the trunks of trees on both sides of the street, and then fell, spitting out blood alive.

Lin Haoxuan stood horizontally, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and shouted loudly: "You are all dead horizontally and vertically, let's go together!" ”

Seeing Lin Haoxuan's majestic and domineering spirit, no one dared to step forward for a while.

The leader led the soldiers to stand up with the trunk of the tree, he had always been very confident in his skills, otherwise he would not have volunteered to lead sixteen accomplices to ambush Lin Haoxuan, but just now he was shot away by Lin Haoxuan's back before the knife came out, so ashamed, his heart was even more angry, and he couldn't stop shouting: "Kill him for me!" Kill him! ”

More than a dozen rate soldiers were reminded by his gritted teeth, so they once again showed a spirit of death on their faces and rushed over.

Lin Haoxuan couldn't calm down, and the depression of the days and the helplessness of tonight turned into one

Violent, suddenly it seemed to turn into a fierce beast, his right hand clenched the nameless sword, and slashed in the air, just slashing the rate warrior who came up from the bullying body, he didn't even have time to scream and fell vertically to the ground, and the heavenly spirit cover was split and died.

The remaining rate warriors shouted in unison, frightened and angry.

After Lin Haoxuan opened the killing ring, his eyes were red, he killed people whenever he could, and his shot was even more crazy, the nameless treasure knife flew with the snowflakes, slashing horizontally, and the power was unstoppable, but seeing that the white snow was splashed with blood bit by bit, the streets had fallen a lot of corpses of rate soldiers, some with different heads, and some with broken limbs.

In less than ten minutes, all the rate soldiers fell, and the snowflakes gradually covered them, only the leader of the soldiers was still panting, Lin Haoxuan slowly walked in front of him, smiled coldly, and said, "I didn't expect your life to be quite big, and you haven't died yet!" ”

The soldiers who led the lead had vicious eyes in their eyes, and scolded angrily with the remaining strength: "You, you must not die well, you must not die well!" ”

Lin Haoxuan didn't speak, picked up the warrior knife on the ground, and stabbed it into the throat of the rate warrior, the handle of the knife twisted to the left, and blood splattered.

The snowflakes were still drifting, and the whole street soon became snow-white, and no one knew what to do, and under the snowflakes, there was a river of blood.

"Amitabha." A singing promise came softly, cutting through the quiet snowy night, but it made people feel that their hearts were gone.

Lin Haoxuan raised his head and looked, a monk was slowly walking on the street, wearing a yellow robe and wearing Buddhist beads around his neck, but what surprised Lin Haoxuan was that the monk was barefoot, stepping on the snow, as if he couldn't feel the biting cold of ice and snow.

Lin Haoxuan's expression became solemn, could it be that he was another master who wanted to be put to his death?

As the monk approached slowly, he asked calmly, "What's your name?" ”

A smile suddenly appeared on Lin Haoxuan's face, and he replied respectfully: "Lin Haoxuan." ”

Lin Haoxuan's mind gradually calmed down, and he suddenly asked: "What is the master giving up the honor of Shaolin for?" ”

The monk replied without hesitation: "Sacrifice yourself to study Buddhism." ”

Lin Haoxuan's eyes flashed with light, and he asked, "Since you gave up your life to study Buddhism, why did you never become a Buddha?" ”

The monk did not stop and said, "Just because of the purification of all sentient beings." ”

Lin Haoxuan's expression has gradually become quieter, and his expression has become more solemn, but others can't hear what they are saying at all.

As soon as the monk's words fell, he had already appeared in front of Lin Haoxuan, his face was quiet and peaceful, he looked at Lin Haoxuan fixedly, sighed softly, and said, "Master Lin, your killing heart is too heavy." ”

Lin Haoxuan's face was filled with guilt, his tone was extremely respectful, and he said slowly: "What the master taught is that the kid is arrogant, kills too much, and the trivial things of the world have become demons, so he is really ashamed of his high hopes for the master. ”

The monk's eyes did not blame, and said lightly: "The origin of the fate is extinguished, the devil is born from the heart, the donor is a person who is profound in Buddhism, and he has no choice but to do mundane things. ”

The murderous aura on Lin Haoxuan's body had completely subsided, and even his eyes had become pure, hearing Master Yuanqing's words, he was like a child who had done something wrong, and his heart was even more full of apologies, and the killing he had just done was like doing something unscrupulous in the Holy Temple.

Lin Haoxuan lowered his head and said with a solemn expression: "Master Yuanqing purifies all sentient beings, but I hope that Master Yuanqing will bless me and make me feel calm." ”

Master Yuanqing put his hand on Lin Haoxuan's head, cold and pityful, his expression was serious, his eyes were bright, everyone knew that this was a monk with a deep cultivation, Master Yuanqing had words in his mouth, and the snowflakes fell on the top of his head and still ignored it.

A moment later, the snowflakes melted by the temperature above his head and flowed down his ears into his neck, but his body did not even tremble.

It's snowy, minus twelve degrees.

After half a meal, Master Yuanqing finally withdrew his cold hand, the kind smile on his face made people feel warm, and said softly: "Master Lin, go, I believe you will return to yourself!" ”

Lin Haoxuan nodded solemnly, then remembered a question, and said, "Master, the ice and snow are biting, why don't you wear shoes?" To work hard purely for the sake of practice is to go against the natural nature of Buddhism. ”

"I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me!"

Master Yuanqing's eyes flashed with a hint of pain, looking at the corpse that had not yet been covered by the wind and snow, and said lightly: "Passing through here, it is purely providence, but I passed through the land of Buddhist household goods, but I want a pair of comfortable cloth shoes."

A moment's delay made more than a dozen corpses under the snow, and also made Lin Shizhu thirsty for murder, although it was all providence, but he was already guilty, so he would never wear shoes in this life. ”

Lin Haoxuan understood what Master Yuanqing meant, Master Yuanqing felt guilty for not passing through here in time because he asked for a pair of cloth shoes, and he didn't stop his killing, so he punished himself for not wearing shoes again in this life.

Master Yuanqing had already turned away, and the thin footprints were left on the snow, like the promise of a devout disciple.

Lin Haoxuan's heart suddenly became uncomfortable, and he wanted to say something but couldn't speak.

Master Yuanqing seemed to guess what Lin Haoxuan was thinking, and in the face of the wind and snow, he said without looking back: "Master Lin, don't be uncomfortable for Yuanqing's suffering, the blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable!" Yuanqing is now a guest at Ganning Temple, if you have time, come up and drink a cup of tea. ”

Lin Haoxuan knelt on the snow and kowtowed three times.

The Audi started slowly.

Lin Haoxuan's whole person became quiet, Ji Nantian couldn't help but worship Master Yuanqing, and secretly thought, if Master Yuanqing was allowed to go to Shouhua Prison and chant scriptures to those criminals every day, would it turn them all into good people?

The snow on the road was very thick, so Ji Nantian drove the car very slowly.

Lin Haoxuan has now handed over the funeral flower building to Zhou Chuanxiong, Qimen's Shouhua headquarters is set up in Chang Parallel Garden, Chang Parallel Garden sits in the southwest, facing northeast, is a piece of paradise with "high mountains, broad prospects, prominent positions, wide collection of financial resources, and eternal security and health", from the perspective of natural geography, it can be regarded as a rare feng shui treasure land.

Fifty minutes later, the Audi car arrived at the gate of Chang Parallel Park, and the Qimen brothers who guarded it quickly opened the gate and respectfully greeted the hero Qi Shao in their hearts.

Ji Nantian parked the car at the door of the villa, Lin Haoxuan opened the car door, and as soon as he stepped on the snow, he saw several Qimen brothers driving out of the villa with a frightened face, and kept shouting: "I was wrong, I was wrong!" ”

Lin Haoxuan was a little curious, stretched out his hand and waved to the Qimen brothers, made them stop, and walked over to ask, "What's the matter?" Who is he? ”