Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

The content of the letter from Shi Zhi Galan was very simple. First, he already knew that the Vulture Relic was in the hands of Bamian Guirong. Second, Shi Zhi Galan was willing to negotiate with him regarding this matter.

All developments were in line with Bamian Guirong's expectations for the next step, and throwing out the Buddha's relic as a bargaining chip was indeed the right choice.

"Mr. Yun, is there a trick here?"

"Even if there was a trick, Xihuang would have no chance of turning the tables."

However, he did not forget that besides Xihuang, there is also a group of people from other organizations on the opposite side. These guys who claim to be righteous will definitely lend a helping hand to Shi Zhi Galan.

But so what? The Saint Heng of Xihuang was already useless. No matter how much help others gave, they were still outsiders. No matter how close the relationship between the various organizations was, Shi Zhi Jialan would never let outsiders touch the internal affairs of Xihuang.

Zun Fo Henian was the founder of the Xihuang Buddhist world. His relics are an internal matter of Xihuang and are the things that cannot be handled by other people.

Although this relic fell into the hands of the Eight-Faced Ghost Rong a long time ago, so that Shi Zhi Galan could only say to the outside world that it was missing, but the symbolic meaning of the Lingjiu Relic has never changed to Xihuang, and the other party would not be willing to let others intervene and take it away.

"Shizhi Galan, I want to see what tricks you can come up with."

In fact, he wanted to kill Shi Zhi Galan last time to prevent future troubles, but Xia Bodhi showed up halfway and ruined his plan, allowing Shi Zhi Galan to survive by chance.

This time the other party took the initiative to propose to meet again, which just happened to give Bamian Guirong a chance to eliminate the trouble forever. Moreover, since it is related to the Buddha's relics, Shizhi Galan should not bring too many outsiders.

After all, the more outsiders are involved, the more widely this "scandal" will spread in the future. If the Xihuang Buddhist community still wants to reorganize itself, it must consider future reputation.

When the identity of Bamian Guirong, the "Holy Thinker", was exposed, Xihuang's reputation had already fallen sharply. Then he invaded and replaced Lingjiu Shengyu, which was another blow.

And now, two of the Four Zen Heavens are undercover agents, the Taizang Miraculous Dharma has been broken, and the lost secret treasure of Western Confucianism has actually been hidden by the wise Guanyin Jinyue. The entire Xihuang Buddhist world can no longer withstand a greater blow.

"Then, is Yunxiang planning to take out the Vulture Relic?"

The meaning of Du Mo Lian's question was not to ask Eight-Faced Ghost Rong to hand over the Vulture Relic, but to ask whether Eight-Faced Ghost Rong would produce the real one to prove it if Shi Zhi Galan asked to see the authenticity of the relic when the two sides confronted each other.

Whether it is the real Vulture Relics, as the Buddha's beloved disciple, Shakyamuni would definitely be able to recognize it. Using a fake one would not be enough to convince the enemy, but if he used the real one, there would be the risk of it being robbed by the enemy.

Shi Zhi Galan really didn't have such an idea, but there was Tianji on the opposite side. After just one encounter, Ba Mian Gui Rong was already pissed off by this guy. Although Tianji was also a pillar of the righteous path, this guy's behavior didn't look very decent. Now in Ba Mian Gui Rong's eyes, he would not be surprised at anything the other party did.

The reason why Du Mo Lian asked this question was actually because he was curious about the importance of the Lingjiu Relic in the heart of Bamian Guirong.

"...Shi Zhijialan has an upright mind and will not resort to too many shady tricks."

After spending so many years with Shi Zhi Galan, he has understood every bit of his personality. If there was someone with a heart not so pure inside Xihuang, the Ghost Prison's lurking might not have been so successful.

Since the other party said they want to negotiate first, they shouldn't plan any other shady moves.

"The Vulture Relic is useless to me. I just let them take a look at it. There won't be any mistakes."

As for Xia Bodhi who might do bad things, this person has a special destiny and he always hides behind the scenes and does not take any action. He is probably already targeted by Mahanie. Xia Bodhi is also a smart man and he must know where to focus on first.

"Then this letter..."

"Just burn it."

"……Yes."

Wataru Mo Lian tapped his fingers lightly, and flames emerged from his fingertips, slowly climbing up the letter paper and gradually engulfing it. The red light from the flames shone on his face, making the red runes painted on half of his face look even more eerie.

But beneath this strange red-patterned veil are a pair of compassionate eyes. The two are very disjointed. But precisely because of the large amount of runes covering it, no one can judge Wataru Muren's true emotions from her face, including her nominal superior, Yamian Guirong.

However, because he was a human who defected to the ghost tribe, this past was no different from a traitor in the eyes of the human race, so even if they could not find out Du Mo Lian's true thoughts, Ba Mian Gui Rong was very confident in him. Apart from becoming a member of the Ghost Prison, Du Mo Lian had no place to go.

"..."

Wataru Ren just watched the envelope burn quietly, and heard Bamian Guirong's speculations about Shi Zhijialan's actions. No matter what the possibility was, he believed that he and Guiyu behind him would win in the end.

The idea is good, but what will the actual result be? We will have to wait and see.

The light on the sky gradually dimmed, the sun set, and the capital was under curfew, but these superficial things had no effect on some people. The lights in the Shenhou Mansion could only be turned on as usual. There was even a group of people who might not even need lighting.

"In fact, being a near-god is not bad, Jingru, why don't you agree?"

Shi Tiancang had some old injuries, so he went back to his room to recuperate after dark. The rest of the people didn't sleep much, so they continued chatting.

“That’s not my ambition.”

"Yes, yes, what you like most is to play with flowers and plants, and spend the whole day in the garden to enjoy your life."

Although everyone recommended Yi Ye Shu, Yi Ye Shu hasn't arrived yet, and Shi Tiancang doesn't know Yi Ye Shu either. Although Fan Tian has made countless contributions to the righteous path and has almost become one of the spiritual leaders, if we carefully count his background, not only did he join the righteous path after practicing for many years, but he also doesn't seem to be a "local".

Therefore, Shi Tiancang, who had been trapped somewhere for tens of millions of years with his possessed junior brother long ago, had no way of recognizing Yi Ye Shu, whether in the past or in the future.

So in the end, Shi Tiancang still asked a few people he had his eyes on, and everyone declined modestly. Mingjian Jueshi was a little interested, but he also understood that this was by no means a simple matter and he had to think carefully.

As the other party said, the difference between the peak innate and the near-god is actually only a few hundred years of cultivation. This sounds easy, but how can we make up for the gap of these few hundred years of cultivation?

And there is another doubt. Shi Tiancang became a near-god through the relics of ten thousand monks, so what about Mahanie who came before him? How did he turn himself into a Tathagata madman, and even have a tendency to be stronger than Shi Tiancang?

"These hundreds of years of cultivation are not so easy to obtain."

"Excuse me, but the word 'hundreds of years' sounds scary enough."

But Zhui Ming felt a pang of pain in his teeth when he heard this number. It took hundreds of years of cultivation, and a dynasty could only exist for a few hundred years. These people kept talking about this number, which always reminded him from a strange perspective that any one of the people at the table in front of him could have a longer lifespan than his own country.

Why is Zhui Ming here? It's simple. He couldn't sleep so he came to join in the fun. Anyway, observing the Xiantian's movements and collecting their intelligence has always been the potential work assigned to the Shenhou Mansion by the emperor. Everyone knows it, but they just don't care.

Moreover, once everything is done and everyone leaves, all the information will become invalid and will have no value at all.

"Don't even mention hundreds of years. I'll be buried in peace in a hundred years."

As he spoke, Zhui Ming poured himself some tea. Although his movements were the same as drinking wine, he was indeed drinking tea. He wanted to drink, but the monks in the Shenhou Mansion were too high in alcohol. He couldn't get over the mental barrier of drinking in front of this group of Buddhists.

In fact, the most important thing is that if you drink in front of an ordinary monk and he gets angry, it is easy to beat him, but among those in front of him, Zhui Ming cannot beat any of them.

Shi Zhi Galan might be able to win the fight, because his opponent's meridians have been destroyed, and he is now truly powerless.

But it was precisely because of this that everyone was more curious about how Shi Zhi Galan would deal with the Eight-sided Ghost Rong. Since this involved Xihuang's internal plans, they did not dare to ask too much, they were just simply curious.

"In fact, as long as the Saint Heng said a word, we could rush forward and beat the Eight-Faced Ghost Rong until he couldn't fight back. Unfortunately, the Saint Heng didn't want to use this trick."

After all, they have so many people on their side, and a war of attrition alone can wear this guy out. Let's not talk about whether it's glorious or not, just tell me whether it's useful or not.

Everyone expressed their willingness to help Xihuang with the dilemma he was facing, but Shi Zhi Galan seemed to have his own plans. Apart from inviting Ming Jian Jue Shi to discuss the matter together, he declined all the kindness of others.

Judging from the other party's intentions, they should still hope to rely on the power of Xihuang or the Western Buddhist world to resolve the matter. Although the invasion of the Ghost Prison is of concern to the entire Buddhist world and even the entire righteous path, when it comes to the Eight-sided Ghost Rong, the biggest concern is still internal grudges.

"It is said that the three religions each have their own cultivation world, and each religion is united internally. But now it seems that the differences in regions and cultures still create barriers between the organizations..."

I asked Bodhi what he was thinking while looking at the stars in the sky.

"Grudges and hatred, can these things really be washed away by the Samadhi of Transmigration?"

"What is the saint saying?"

Wen Bodhi murmured this sentence while looking at the starry sky. Although Zhui Ming's five senses were very sharp, the night was not silent. Various small animals that hid in the dark made rustling sounds, as well as the sounds of water and wind. Wen Bodhi's muttering voice was too soft, so Zhui Ming could not hear it clearly.

"Some old stories."

Jing Ruchan was standing close to Wen Puti, so he heard it clearly but did not elaborate.

At this moment, a tall silver-white figure walked into everyone's sight, and the silver conch-like relic on the other's head sparkled in the moonlight.

"Buddha sword?"

It was indeed a bit surprising that Fo Jianfen would take the initiative to look for someone at this point in time.

"Is there a problem?"

Something must have happened to make him come here at this time.

"It's true."

Fo Jianfen thought for a while with his head down, then took out a letter. Although there was not much expression on his face, people who were familiar with him could still sense a hint of doubt in it, as if he had encountered something he did not understand.

"Su Xuyuan said in the letter that they encountered the red shoes."

"Red shoes?!"

After capturing the key words, Zhui Ming stood up immediately. In his knowledge, there was only one "red shoes".

They couldn't solve the problems of the Eight-Faced Ghost Rong and the Madman Tathagata, but the Red Shoes organization was theirs. The Red Shoes, who had gone into hiding after being caught halfway, and the Shenhou Mansion, which specialized in investigating and handling cases, were a professional match now, and Zhui Ming instantly became alert.

The most difficult thing about the Red Shoes organization is that each member has multiple identities and is extremely good at hiding them. If Gongsun Lan hadn't had an accident herself, it would have been unknown how long it would take for the Red Shoes organization to reveal their true identity.

Another point is that, after Gongsun Lan's confirmation, all the members of the Red Shoes are women, but the four famous constables in the Shenhou Mansion are all men. There are many places that cannot be investigated even if they want to, and there is also the chaos on the Xiantian side that they have to deal with.

"Isn't Doctor Su on his way to the capital? Did you meet him on the way?"

Everyone knows that Su Xuyuan, Lu Xiaofeng and others are heading towards the capital, but how did they come across the red shoes?

Liu Qingyuan: This story all started with a peach blossom. I heard the details...

Ask Bodhi: Okay, you can shut up now.

"This name is mentioned in the letter, and all the details are here."

Fo Jianfen handed the letter over very straightforwardly. He had no idea what the "red shoes" referred to. The letter said to inform the Shenhou Mansion of the matter, so he just did as he was told.

After hearing the news, Wen Puti came back to his senses and came over to watch.

"Meeting the red shoes halfway...it seems that Su Xuyuan has inherited his father's trouble-making physique."

"In fact, in the martial arts world, everyone also teases Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang for being a group of troublemakers. It could also be because of... Xue Bing?"

When watching the first half, Zhui Ming was still relatively relaxed, and was even able to distract himself and joke with Wen Puti. But the more he watched, the more something seemed wrong, and his brows furrowed deeper.

"One of the 'Four Tigers', Leng Luosha Xue Bing? This..."

This is really unexpected news. This person, a descendant of a famous martial arts family, is also involved in red shoes.

……

"Please explain, Miss Xue."

Liu Qingyuan looked at the beautiful girl who was locked in a strange wooden frame. She had beautiful braids, light makeup on her face, and a white shirt and skirt. She was a quiet girl, but the pair of bright red embroidered shoes on her feet were a little too conspicuous.

It can only be said that this girl is still too young and does not understand the dangers of the world. Liu Qingyuan originally wanted to let Lu Xiaofeng discover the clues himself, and have the Shenhou Mansion arrest him when he arrived in the capital. During this period, he gave the other party enough time to see if Xue Bing would notify the other people in the red shoes.

As a result, before they arrived at the capital, Xue Bing took action first, wanting to kill Liu Qingyuan first and disrupt the team's plans.

In order to improve his impression of Su Xuyuan, he provided free medical services wherever he went, always presenting himself as a young doctor with excellent medical skills.

Xue Bing also knew some characteristics of the innate people, such as their high cultivation and mysterious age. But Su Xuyuan was different, he was a second-generation, and his actual age was about the same as Chu Liuxiang and the others, and they were at the same stage.

Although he discovered some clues, Lu Xiaofeng naturally answered all the questions of the girl he liked. Besides, age was not a secret and Xue Bing could find out by just asking.

Perhaps it was this overly normal age that gave Xue Bing the illusion that Liu Qingyuan was a person who knew the innate, but she herself had not officially entered this realm yet, so she wanted to strike first and get rid of him.

So she chose a dark and windy night to commit the murder, and then... she was caught red-handed by the mechanism that Liu Qingyuan used for the experiment.

Liu Qingyuan: Sister, where do you get your confidence from? You've even asked about the age and background, so why can't you ask what else the target can do besides medical skills? You're just asking for your life.

Well, there’s no need to let Lu Xiaofeng find out slowly, the girl just exposed herself directly.

"Let me go! What the hell is this?!"

Xue Bing also expected this result. She saw that the other party did not show much martial arts ability. In addition, she had never failed when teaching men a lesson. Even if she failed in the end, she could get away with her excellent martial arts skills.

As a result, as soon as she stepped in, she was locked by a strange wooden mechanism. Not only did this thing on her body look strange, it was also extremely strong. Xue Bing even forced out her internal energy, but the wooden frame that locked her didn't move at all.

"Miss Xue, please wait here. I will go and inform Lu Xiaofeng and the others."

"Wait! Come back here!"

Seeing that the person was really about to leave, Xue Bing became really anxious, but the thing on her body locked not only her hands, but also her legs, and as she struggled, it became tighter and tighter, and the space she could move became smaller and smaller.

"Don't struggle. This mechanism moves according to your movements. The more you struggle, the tighter it will lock."

In fact, Liu Qingyuan didn't walk very far. The noise here was quite loud, and Lu Xiaofeng had heard it a long time ago.

In this way, Xue Bing's identity as the Red Shoes was completely exposed.