The villain is respected

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The Zhenxin bell rang for a long time. The heavy bell came from the front mountain, but it was like a slow recitation of the Buddha's voice, and it slowly spread throughout the Three Thousand Buddha Hall.

That is the pure light bell of meritorious deeds.The bell rings three times to clear the karma.

At tomorrow's stele-opening ceremony, the Zhenxin Bell will continue to ring 49 [-] times to show the merits and virtues for thousands of years and the greatness of Buddha's grace.

Xie Chi raised his eyes and saw that the sky was vast, like a blue jasper, without a single speck of dust in it.

The blue sky is not polluted, but the world is ridiculous.

Xie Chi twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, and said slowly, "You said, since you have no merit, why should you erect a monument?"

Yu Jianhan was thoughtful, and he immediately understood the meaning of Xie Chi's words: "Ah Xie wants to..." His words stopped, and he tacitly did not continue.

"Will it cause you trouble?" Xie Chi turned to him and asked.

"Of course not." Yu Jianhan would always give him the greatest freedom, "I'll go with you."

Xie Chi shook his head: "You wait for me here, after all, your face is too conspicuous... If you go, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep a low profile."

Kyushu Sword Master is the most eye-catching existence no matter where he is.Xie Chi was not afraid of causing trouble, but this time, he wanted to surprise those people.

If Yu Jianhan had gone, I'm afraid he couldn't hide his gift.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

When Xie Chi's figure completely disappeared from sight, a small delicate object slipped out of Yu Jianhan's sleeve, which he casually picked up and played with.

It was a small jade base amulet.

He hooked the brocade sash, and unsteadily brought the small jade tablet to him to look at it, but a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"Nan Ruo..." He grabbed the jade tablet and sighed with a chuckle.

In the resplendent inner hall, sandalwood is curling up.

A monk is sitting on the priceless futon with silk as the surface and velvet as the core.The man looked only in his forties, with a compassionate and peaceful expression, and he was concentrating with his eyes closed.

What is different from ordinary monks is that what he is holding is not a rosary, but a string of white jade beads like a decorative pendant.

In the empty and spacious hall, at some point, apart from the monk's steady breathing, there were actually regular footsteps.

"Yu Xiaoyou, you are here." The monk opened his clear eyes, and he said with a smile, "I heard yesterday that after you left Zixun, you came directly to my Fo'en Temple, which makes people very happy."

Yu Jianhan cupped his hands and bowed to him: "How can I not come to the ceremony of unveiling the stele of Buddha's kindness? Besides, I also got a treasure, so I came here specially to dedicate it to the Venerable."

"You have a heart." Nan Ruo sighed slightly, stood up on the ground, straightened the slightly wrinkled monk robe, and raised his hand to invite Yu Jianhan to take a seat, "Thanks to you all these years, I have searched for good medicine for me, and the guardians have stood by each other ..."

His face was indeed a little pale, and he covered his sleeves and coughed twice: "I'm afraid that if my injury is spread, it will be used by someone with a heart, which will be detrimental to Fo'en Temple, so I can only wrong you to help keep it secret and hide all the credit .”

Nan Ruo walked to the low couch and sat down slowly. He poured a cup of clear tea for Yu Jianhan: "The world doesn't even know we have a reason."

Indeed, no one knows that Sword Master of Kyushu will find some rare treasures of heaven and earth and send them to Fo'en Temple every time he travels.And that piece of Jade Buddha is the token that allowed him to freely enter and exit the secret path.

Yu Jianhan picked up his cup and took a sip: "I'm just trying my best." His voice paused for a moment, as if he remembered something, and he frowned slightly: "It's just that someone found me a few days ago, and he said , His Holiness is related to the murder in Chuyu Town that year."

The smile on Nan Ruo's face remained unchanged, he held the cup in one hand, and steadily moved the bead string with the other: "I'm afraid that the collusion between Layer Nian and the Demon Sect has been revealed... You see, they are after all chasing rumors and slandering you." I slander me."

He paused, but still asked, "I don't know what that person said?"

Yu Jianhan smiled slightly: "He said, Venerable Nanruo is the person who ordered Chuyu Town."

"Extremely ridiculous." Nan Ruo shook his head helplessly, and he spoke earnestly, "Xiaoyou Yu, when you broke into the Fo'en Temple with a sword and beheaded the traitors, I knew you were in good faith, so I asked you to talk about layers of thoughts and magic gates." Collusion to commit evil. At that time, how could I have concealed or covered up at all!"

"My greatest selfishness is just to ask you not to mention the matter of Chuyu Town when you are killing the villains of the Demon Sect, and cover it up for me in Fo'en Temple."

"If this can be regarded as the instigation behind the scenes, then I will admit it..." The monk smiled bitterly, "Who made me seriously injured and powerless at that time, but was restrained by the layer of thought, unable to deliver the news, let alone Stop this tragedy."

"How can you blame your venerable?" Yu Jianhan persuaded in a warm voice, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, but there was no smile in it.

Hearing this, Nan Ruo lowered his eyes, and he used the movement of drinking tea to hide the smile on his lips.

Sure enough, Yu Jianhan's chess piece is still very useful.

At the beginning of the year, the incident in Yuzhen was revealed, Layer Nian was killed, and Jiuzong found traces of the Demon Gate when he was investigating.

At that time, he guessed that if they found out about Li Ye, he would have to be blamed even if he died because of his temperament, and he would definitely get rid of him.

Although Li Ye, a little bug, could easily be crushed to death with a single finger, but he is a Buddhist after all, he is compassionate and has never taken the initiative to commit murder.

Breaking the precepts for this person is not worth it.

That being the case, he can only use other people's hands to remove this useless branch.

And Yu Jianhan is the most suitable candidate - he became famous at a young age, has a pure mind, and dared to break into the Fo'en Temple for the sake of a mortal town, beheading the elders on the spot.

The young man is full of anger, and he doesn't care about things when he does things. As long as he complains a little bit or shows weakness, that person can charge forward for him without hesitation.

Even in the future, if this matter may be revealed, he can firmly hold the knife in his hands, and then remove all hidden dangers of restlessness.

Just like now, even if there are still fish who know about it, he can still use Yu Jianhan to prove his "innocence".

After all, Yu Jianhan is his witness, and it is also his invisible sharp edge that kills people.

Nan Ruo lowered her head, but missed the faint sarcasm in the eyes of the opposite person.

I don't know who the entrant is?

Yu Jianhan slowly rubbed the wall of the cup, it was shiny and clear, and the white jade was flawless.He was in a good mood: "Don't mention these old things, the venerable would like to know, what treasures did I get for you recently?"

Nan Ruo was a little curious: "What is it?"

It must not be Fanpin who can be praised by Yu Jianhan.

"Your Majesty will definitely like it." Yu Jianhan subtly bit the word "like" a little harder, watching the monk's expression, and took out a box carved from ice from his sleeve.

"It's the Yichan flower." The box was slowly opened, and a wicked smile flashed in Yu Jianhan's eyes. He deliberately raised his tone and pretended to be asking for credit, "Look, my lord, it's a once-in-a-century flower." Qizhen, but now I just happened to meet... Does this count as a deep connection with Buddha?"

Nan Ruo's face froze imperceptibly for a moment when he saw Yichanhua, but then he slowly shook his head calmly and sighed.

"Yu Xiaoyou, it's enough for you to have this kind of heart." He is like a kind elder, teaching him earnestly, "This thing is a rare treasure, which is of great benefit to the Buddhist lineage. But I have been in bed for many years, and the medicine and stone are useless. , the previous Nine Star Grass is a lesson for the past, this time it must not be wasted."

"Nine Star Grass can only calm one's mind, and its medicinal properties are gentle and slow... But this Zen flower is different. It looks weak, but it hates the breath of demons the most, and it is extremely strong. It is known as 'one petal of Zen can purify all demons'." .”

Yu Jianhan slightly pushed the box forward, his eyes said sincerely: "If you use it, the magic breath planted in the Venerable's body will definitely be uprooted and wiped away."

However, Nan Ruo continued to decline: "That's why this thing is too precious." He said righteously, "Don't you know, Xiaoyou Yu, that Jianxin Pill can be cultivated by dragging Zen flowers, and Jianxin Pill is to distinguish the magic cultivator?" The best way to do it carefully.”

"Jianxin pill is in short supply now, and it is the main medicine of this pill. If I swallow it whole, I will be a sinner in the right way next time I am in danger!"

Righteous sinner?

Yu Jianhan's fingertips paused slightly. He listened to these righteous and awe-inspiring rhetoric. He only felt that they were repeated over and over again, without a trace of new meaning.

His voice was a little laughing, but his gaze casually fell on the ice crystal-like Yi Chan flower, and he asked casually, "Then how about taking a Jianxin pill?"

"What?" Nan Ruo didn't understand for a moment, he frowned, with a subtle strangeness in his heart.

Yu Jianhan raised his eyes, and he repeated with a smile: "I said, the venerable doesn't need to drag the Zen flower, so how about taking a Jianxin pill?"

Looking at Nan Ruo's pupils that shrank instantly, his voice was still gentle and polite, but what he said was extremely ruthless: "Will this kill me?"

Nan Ruo's eyes widened in astonishment, as if he had seen a weak lamb with his own eyes, he took off his disguise and revealed his white fangs.

"Yu Jianhan, what do you mean!"

The monk was so distraught that he shook his sleeves in anger, and swung the teacup in front of him to the ground. There was a loud crackling sound, and the white porcelain splashed.

The person who was reprimanded and questioned was still calm. He steadily pushed the ice box back in front of him with one finger, and responded with a smile: "Why should your lord be angry? The magic breath that was planted by people, with the Zen flower Natural medicine cures the disease...

He clicked the box: "But if the magic breath produced by myself is already connected to the soul, I'm just a little curious - if you pull out the magic breath in your body, will it directly tear the original source?"

"After all, the magic skills you practice should be indistinguishable from Buddhism?"

After the words fell, Yu Jianhan's eyes swept across the pale-faced person in front of him, with a clear understanding: "The venerable always said that he was planted with the devil's breath."

He was a little helpless, and sighed slightly: "But I have only aggravated your inner demons. This demonic breath comes from the demonic kung fu you cultivated yourself. How can you wrong others?"

After the words fell, the monk's eyes opened abruptly, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, filled with disbelief, anger, remorse, and hatred.

"It's you!" The man's voice was as sharp as broken porcelain across the smooth ground.

"The person who hurt me turned out to be you!"

Yu Jianhan didn't take this kind of anger to heart at all. The anger of an incompetent is like a mad dog on a leash roaring - bluffing.

He suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "You said Huawai distracted was injured, will it hurt?"

He smiled, but frowned again in the next second, slightly regretful: "I don't know, and I can't feel it."

"But I see that every time your distraction dies tragically, you seem to be in extreme pain. So, it should hurt..." Yu Jianzun seemed to have done a thorough research, and he must have come to a conclusion.

"You said that someone was watching you and planted a devil's breath on you, so you didn't dare to come out of the Heart Palace, and you said that your spirit breath would be disordered from time to time, and you were afraid that some thieves would take advantage of it, so you begged me to give you some magic breath around you. I built the killing sword formation, and I did it one by one."

He sighed as if teaching a careless old friend, "Why don't you listen to me? Isn't it good to stay in the Hall of Hearts? I always run out without giving up, distracting myself and creating one after another. , Let me deal with it again and again, what a trouble."

"Yu Jianhan! I'm going to kill you!"

The hoarse roar was full of extreme emotions, as hot as lava bursting out of purgatory, which could burn the world to nothingness in the next second.

It turns out that you will hate it too.

Yu Jianhan casually received his all-out attack, as if he was lightly blocking a bit of flying catkins.

He showed a more gentle smile: "Is the venerable curious? I did all the things back then, and I also destroyed your Qihai Dantian. I know everything. Why do I have to act with you all these years?" The drama of Wangnian, looking for medicine everywhere to hang your cultivation?"

"That's because." Yu Jianhan seemed to think of some interesting metaphor, a joke flashed in his eyes, and he said viciously: "I'm——"

"Kill the New Year pig."