Chapter 1420 Worry-Free Wood

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, in the dust not far away, there was a light cough.

A figure slowly crawled out of the shattered pit, covered in dust and embarrassed. It was the half-ancestral powerhouse Elder Huixing who had just been suppressed by Su Zimo.

"Hui Shen, put away that talisman, there is no need to disturb the ancestors about this."

Elder Huixing shook his head.

Abbot Huishen hesitated for a moment before putting the talisman on the storage bag, but he was still alert and seemed to take it out at any time.

Elder Huixing looked at Su Zimo and said, "Huangwu, I'm thinking of you, and I don't want to disturb the ancestors to kill you. But you need to keep in mind that your inheritance of Daming Temple and Fahua Temple are also half a Buddhist sect. disciple!"

"That's why I kept my hand."

Su Zimo said indifferently: "Otherwise, do you think that these people, including you, will survive just now?"

Su Zimo always came to kill and make a decision.

But this time, even if he was besieged by people, and even if Ran Deng Temple moved out a half-ancestral strong man to bully the small, he had reservations and did not kill.

Although the battle was fierce just now, none of the monks in Ran Deng Temple died!

Even the monk Kong Ru, who was the first to provoke him, was only stunned by Su Zimo's shout, and his life was safe.

The monks looked at each other and remained silent.

They also knew in their hearts that with Huang Wu's fierce reputation, it was rare to be able to restrain himself in such a rage.

Think about the battle of Tiandigu, the Zongmen forces that were the enemy of Huangwu, how many Faxiang Daoists died, and they were fit and powerful?

Abbot Huishen couldn't help but said: "But even so, you can't be unreasonable and break into the gate of my temple!"

"Ha ha."

Su Zimo smiled, shook his head and said, "I came to see you, and I didn't exceed half a minute. I waited for three hours outside the Ran Deng Temple, but you didn't respond!"

The monks were silent.

"I wanted to go up the mountain, have a theory with you, and reason with you, but you blocked it, refused to see it, and even attacked me."

Su Zimo looked mocking, and said, "It's good now, you've already made a move, you can't beat it, you guys want to be reasonable."

"you……"

Abbot Huishen was at a loss for words, but Su Zimo's face was flushed and he was ashamed.

"I just ask, where is Mingzhen!"

Su Zimo's eyes were like a torch, and he fell on the faces of Abbot Huishen and others, and said slowly: "When the preaching place was, Mingzhen was still a titled disciple. When was his title taken away?"

After a short pause, Su Zimo hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth slightly, and asked, "Mingzhen, is he dead or alive?"

The monks were silent, not saying a word.

Abbot Huishen said with some embarrassment: "The benefactor of Wild Martial Arts, monks don't lie, Mingzhen is indeed not in the temple and has already left."

"Where did you go?"

Su Zimo followed up.

Abbot Huishen hesitated.

Su Zimo's heart sank, and he already felt that something was wrong, and said sharply: "Ming is really alive or dead, give me an answer!"

"Ugh."

The elder Huixing next to him sighed and said, "Mingzhen he should have died."

Even though he had been prepared for this long ago, when he really heard Elder Huixing say it, Su Zimo's heart was still filled with sadness.

In his mind, he couldn't help but come to the bottom of the Buried Dragon Valley, that little novice with clear eyes, pure mind, and devoted to Buddha.

There seemed to be a voice in my ear: "Ming Xin, I will be your senior brother from now on!"

In the place of preaching, that young monk, holding a green lantern, came without hesitation to fight side by side with him!

But now, after the words of Elder Hui Xing, everything in the past has come to nothing.

"Tell me what's going on."

Su Zimo stood still for a long time, then gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, and asked slowly.

"This matter started ten years ago."

Elder Hui Xing revealed his memory and said, "About ten years ago, the monks of the Nandou School found a treasure near the sect!"

"Nantou faction?"

Su Zimo's expression changed.

Nandou faction, one of the 108 door-to-door.

When he first entered the middle-level ancient battlefield, he had met monks from the Nandou School, and he vaguely remembered that one of them was a female cultivator named Tang Shiyun.

Just as he was thinking about it, Elder Huixing continued to say, "That treasure is a large piece of worry-free wood!"

"Um?"

Su Zimo was shocked.

It turned out to be worry-free wood!

The old monk Yuanbei once said that there are three sacred trees in Buddhism, namely the worry-free tree, the bodhi tree and the sara tree.

These three sacred trees are not located in the Heavenly Desolate Continent. According to the ancient Buddhist books, they should be in the Paradise of Elysium.

Now that I think about it, the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss in Buddhism may be a name for the upper realm.

In ancient times, a worry-free flower fell on the Tianhuang Continent and was obtained by the patriarch of Fahua Temple.

Worry-free wood, as the name suggests, is a tree on the Worry-free tree.

The worry-free flower is just a flower on the worry-free tree, and it has many mysterious powers.

A large piece of worry-free wood, what is the concept?

Such a large piece of worry-free wood, I am afraid that the combined body will be tempted!

I just heard Elder Huixing continue: "This large piece of Wuyoumu was born in Nandou Pai, and somehow, the news spread, so it caused a catastrophe!"

"Why, what sect power, or a peerless powerhouse, took the Wuyoumu away?" Su Zimo asked with narrowed eyes.

"Do not."

Elder Hui Xing shook his head and said: "It's not the forces of the cultivation world who shot, but the Blood Vine Clan, one of the nine fierce clans!"

Su Zimo's eyes widened, and a murderous intent flashed!

Elder Hui Xing said: "The body of the blood vine family is the ancient blood vine. Although it is bloodthirsty, it still belongs to the category of plants. For them, worry-free wood is an absolute supplement and has a fatal attraction! "

"Not long after the news spread, the blood vine army killed the sect of the Nandou faction."

Su Zimo said lightly, "If my guess is correct, the Ran Deng Temple probably didn't help."

Elder Hui Xing gave a wry smile and said, "How can we help? The Blood Vine Clan is coming, but I can't resist it even though I am a Burning Lamp Temple."

"Humph!"

Su Zimo sneered slightly.

Nothing can be resisted, it's just an excuse.

It's nothing more than that it's none of my business, and the Ran Deng Temple doesn't want to be involved in it, it's just getting involved!

As one of the six Buddhist temples and a super sect in the realm of self-cultivation, the Burnable Lamp Temple also has such an attitude, which makes people feel a chill.

Su Zimo asked again, "After that, what does this have to do with Mingzhen?"

Hearing this, all the monks in Ran Deng Temple looked ashamed.

After a while, Elder Huixing said, "We didn't plan to come forward, but Mingzhen insisted on going to the Nandou faction."

"He said, even if you don't fight the blood vines head-on, you have to find a way to rescue some people. Most of the monks of the Nandou faction are innocent. I am a compassionate Buddha and save all sentient beings, and I must not sit idly by."

Hearing this, Su Zimo was silent.

"Amitabha."

The monks looked ashamed, lowered their heads one after another, and chanted the Buddha's name.