The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

Zhan Ming walked out of the temple gate with a heavy expression.

It is too strange for a person to do such an earth-shattering event without leaving any evidence. Zhan Ming stood at the gate of the temple, looking gravely at the sword light approaching from afar, with complicated emotions in his heart.

Accompanied by the sharp sound of piercing through the sky, several sword lights quickly came to this small island.

Compared with Zhan Ming, they are of course more familiar with the road. As soon as they entered the island, they headed straight for the temple.

Zhan Ming stood still, but lightly clasped his palms with a solemn expression.

The group of people quickly walked to the front of the temple, and when they saw Zhan Ming, they couldn't help being surprised.

"Master Zhanming, why are you here?" The leader of the group immediately asked.

Zhan Ming glanced at the person who asked the question, it was Xue Yin from the Xue clan, and there were several juniors from the Xue clan standing behind him, but the most eye-catching one was standing next to Xue Yin, the one in purple , a middle-aged man with a cold face.

Zhan Ming's thoughts turned sharply, and he guessed that this person might be a member of the Duan family. Zhonglu respected purple, and Duan's family crest was also violet. Coupled with the invincible expression on this person's face, Zhan Ming I also know it well.

"Originally, I wanted to report something to the temple, so I came here." Zhan Ming looked serious and his tone was cold.

"Little master is from Zhaohui Temple?" The middle-aged man in purple suddenly interjected, and the expression on his face became strange, as if there was a trace of inquiry and a sense of superiority: "I don't know that little master Who is it from?"

Zhan Ming pursed his lips, feeling a little displeased. No matter in the text or in his understanding of this world for so many years, the Zhonglu Duan family has never been a pleasing character. They have always coveted the East China Sea. Zhaohui Temple is not very harmonious, but because its strength is slightly inferior to Zhaohui Temple, it dare not act rashly.

But these people have never had such a self-awareness. Almost everyone has their eyes high above the top, and they are very conceited. Zhan Ming has seen a few members of the Duan family in Zhaohui Temple before, and everyone feels very annoying.

"The master's name is Hai Zhen." Zhan Ming said calmly.

Hearing Zhanming's master's name, the face of the man in purple changed immediately.

It's just that this is not the time to pursue these issues, Zhan Ming directly said to Xue Yin next to him: "There are no more people alive in the temple, I have already notified the master master."

Zhan Ming never imagined that such a big incident would happen before he left the East China Sea. His original idea of ​​wanting to be wise and protect his life seems to be impossible at this moment, and he has already bullied Zhaohui Temple. He absolutely cannot Letting this person go easily, a trace of cruelty flashed in Zhan Ming's eyes.

Hearing that the abbot of Zhaohui Temple had been alarmed, a look of anxiety flashed across Xue Yin's face, and he said hastily, "How come this is the case, Master Haizhi manages a lot of things every day, this matter..."

"It's about Zhaohui Temple, the little monk has to take care of it." Zhan Ming interrupted Xue Yin's words in a cold tone: "The situation in the temple, the little monk's equipment has been recorded in the picture of the jade butterfly, if Xue Tanyue wants to see anything else If you want, please." After speaking, Zhan Ming turned around and sat down on the ground under the plane tree in front of the temple, closing his eyes and not speaking.

Being blocked by Zhan Ming, Xue Yin's complexion suddenly became like a pig's liver. After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to go in and take a look. Such a thing happened in Zhaohui Temple within the jurisdiction of Xue's family. The whole Xue Yin The family is definitely to blame, not to mention there is Zhan Ming, it is too late for him to get rid of it now, it is better to investigate, if he is lucky enough to find out the evil spirit, he can sell one in front of Zhaohui Temple.

The man in purple didn't have as many worries as Xue Yin. As soon as Zhan Ming said something, he turned around and walked in. Xue Yin was a step slower and hurried to catch up.

Zhan Ming raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the backs of the two, then lowered his eyes again, a layer of anger finally appeared on his originally cold face.

It turned out to be in the East China Sea, on Zhaohui Temple's own territory. If this enmity is not avenged, no one in this world will take Zhaohui Temple seriously anymore.

After a while, Xue Yin came out with a pale face. Although the purple-clothed man who followed him looked a little uncomfortable, he was basically normal.

Xue Yin looked at Zhan Ming hesitantly, and didn't know what to say for a while, not that he had never seen such a tragic scene, but that such a tragic scene happened to Eunuch Zhaohui. Xue Yin didn't know if he could afford it.

Seeing that they had all come out, Zhan Ming stood up from the ground. He gently stroked the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and said in a low voice: "Since Tanyue has finished reading, let's leave first, I will take the temple Seal it again with an enchantment until the master master sends someone."

After all, he still has limited means. If the temple can send high-ranking monks, he may still be able to see some problems.

"Little master's words are a little bit bad." The man in purple suddenly raised his eyebrows and raised his chin and said, "My Duan's people also fell on this evildoer. Does Zhaohui Temple want to act alone?"

Zhan Ming didn't even look at the man's words, and said coldly: "We have to wait until the master sends someone to talk about everything."

The tone of the purple-clothed man froze when he was blocked, and he glared viciously at this person whose cultivation base was lower than his own, but he didn't dare to act rashly, and finally could only walk away angrily.

Xue Yin looked at the purple-clothed man who had been angered away, and his face was a little embarrassed. To be honest, he could not afford to offend these two ancestors. He thought Zhan Ming was a compassionate Bodhisattva before, but now he looks like an angry King Kong. His sharpness is hidden in the soft brows and eyes of his monk.

"Master Zhan...Master Zhanming." He didn't dare to ask him to call him little master at this moment: "Do you have a clue about this matter?"

Zhan Ming sacrificed the white jade sandalwood beads, jumped up, and replied coldly: "Tan Yue and I saw the same scene, and I don't know more than Tan Yue." After speaking, he urged the magic weapon to leave.

Xue Yin looked at the direction Zhan Ming was leaving with a very complicated expression. This time, it might be difficult.

Zhan Ming still returned to Xue's house.

This is the address he left in the letter to the master master, so he still can't leave this place for a while. Moreover, this happened on the Xue family's territory. Just because of this, Zhan Ming He couldn't leave Xue's house anymore.

Zhan Ming looked very peaceful when he left, but when he came back, he came back full of anger.

When he came back, Xue Lin was practicing in the front yard of the courtyard, and Zhan Ming walked in with wind and rain, Xue Lin was also taken aback, and looked at Zhan Ming with a very ugly face in some surprise.

Zhan Ming didn't have time to deal with Xue Rin at this time, he just waved his hand lightly: "You continue to practice, if someone from Xue's family comes, you tell him that I don't see any guests."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xue Rin to respond, he turned and entered the room.

Xue Yin looked at He Zhanming's back and frowned slightly. What happened?It made this person so angry.

Not long after Zhan Ming entered the house, there was a knock on the door of the small courtyard.

Xue Lin knew it well, and went forward to open the door, but when he opened the door, he found that the people outside the door were not the Xue family.

"Who are you looking for?" Xue Rin looked at the young man in front of him with some doubts. He was dressed in green, with a slender figure, warm eyebrows, and a gentle expression.

"You are Ah Lin." He looked at Xue Lin with a smile, and said warmly, "I am Han Qing, and I want to see Master Zhan Ming."

Han Qing?

Xue Lin had heard of this man.

The husband of Xue Bing, the pearl of the Xue family, the chief disciple of the great elder of the Canglan Sect, the proud son of the East China Sea, a genius monk who advanced to the Nascent Soul at the age of 180, and now only 230 years old, he will soon break through the Nascent Soul It's mid term.

Compared with Xue Rin, his life is completely different.

Xue Rin looked at him, pursed her lips lightly, her expression was unclear, and there was no emotion in her dark eyes.

Han Qing felt that the child in front of him was a little strange, he frowned slightly, and asked again: "Is Master Zhanming there?"

Xue Lin finally looked back, he lowered his head, and returned to his previous docile appearance.

"Senior ordered no visitors, Senior Han, please go back." Xue Ling's tone was very light, but it carried an irresistible force.

Han Qing only felt a little weird in his heart, but he didn't know what went wrong, but he was always gentle, and he didn't make things difficult for the child in front of him, so he smiled very good-naturedly: "If that's the case, then forget it, just Why do you still call me senior, your cousin and I have long been married, you should call me brother-in-law."

Xue Lin pursed her lips and said nothing.

Seeing his appearance, Han Qing couldn't help sighing. He had also heard about Xue Rin from Xue Bing before, so he also understood Xue Rin's situation in Xue's family very well. There are criticisms, but this is the Xue family's family affairs after all, and it is not easy for a person with a foreign surname to speak up.

"A Lin..." He looked at the child, but couldn't find a word for a while, and finally he could only sigh and leave.

Looking at Han Qing's leaving back, Xue Lin's eyes were indifferent, he could hear the sympathy in this man's tone, but unfortunately, the last thing he needed at this time was sympathy.

Xue Lin returned to the hut, but the thoughts in his heart didn't stop for a moment. Zhan Ming returned with anger, and Han Qing came to Xue's house. They were all trembling, and even invited Han Qing to be a lobbyist.

Xue Lin looked at Zhan Ming's room, and the emotions in his eyes were very complicated. From the first time he saw Zhan Ming, he knew very well that this person was definitely not an ordinary person, but he never thought at that time that this person would actually There will be forces to shake the Xue family.

The Xue family he hated the most trembled in front of this person, and this person was nothing more than a Golden Core cultivator.

Xue Lin clenched her fists, her eyes eager to try.