4618 The Truth Is the Net Far

Ci'en threw the cassock in his hand into the air, covering the two of them.

A vortex began to appear under his feet.

However, at this moment, a machete suddenly appeared in Jingyuan's hand and slashed towards Ci'en's heart.

Blood splattered.

Ci'en clutched his chest and looked at Jingyuan indifferently.

The cassock that was supposed to transport the two slowly fell down and landed in Ci'en's hands again.

He put it on elegantly, covering the blood on his chest, and said, "Jingyuan, what are you doing? Are you still blaming me for letting your senior brother sacrifice? You should be very clear that the evil spirit guard is all about paying blood. and price."

The blood moon on Jingyuan's forehead flickered, and finally it was completely shaped, as if rubbed on it.

The machete in his hand seemed to be full of blood and turned red as fire.

Jing Yuan stared at the kindness, and asked every word: "Why, can you use [Ten Thousand Words True Fire]?"

Ci'en smiled and said indifferently, "[Wanzi Zhenhuo] is the unique secret method of my Dabei Temple. I can use it, what's so strange!"

"But apart from Master, it is impossible for anyone to know [Ten Thousand Words True Fire] and reach the realm of [Spirituality]. Because in the entire Dabei Temple, only Master has condensed [Bodhi Relic], which is why he is respected as Bodhidharma. reason."

"Uncle Ci'en, tell me, why, you can use the [Wanzi True Fire] of the Spiritual Realm?"

The smile on Ci'en's face slowly subsided, and she looked at Jingyuan blankly.

Jingyuan's eyes were already red at this time, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes: "There is only one possibility, that is, you devoured Master's [Bodhi Relic], and even devoured his cultivation!"

Ci'en sneered: "Jingyuan, if you want to think so, I can't help it. After all, you are bewitched by that demon girl. Your master and brother are so kind to you, and Dabei Temple raised you and taught you, and brought you from a A cold-blooded murderer who has cultivated an eminent monk who is respected by adults. But now, the murderer is right in front of you, but you are shrinking and hesitating for a woman, and you want to blame me for the crime."

"Do you think that if I killed my senior brother, you will be able to stay with that demon girl at ease? Jingyuan, you really disappointed me!"

In the Hall of Sealing Demons, all the monks who were slaughtering were all around.

Hearing the words of kindness, they all glared at Jingyuan, their eyes full of anger and disappointment.

"Senior Uncle Jingyuan, have you forgotten how good your master and brother have been to you? How can you forget their blood feud for a woman?"

"The monk should be empty of all four, Master Jingyuan, you can forget about your heart, and now you have even forgotten the deep feud of my Dabei Temple. You are so disappointing to us!"

"Jingyuan, have you forgotten how Uncle Wu Che waited so hard when you were the murderous [Blood Moon], never leaving you and saving you?"

Jingyuan's hand holding the machete trembled, and the faith in his eyes gradually collapsed.

Just then, an unexpected voice sounded.

"Are you the [Blood Moon] who came out of the massacre in the Ten Thousand Caves a thousand years ago?"

The person who spoke turned out to be Dark Night Three.

As he spoke, he stepped forward quickly, stood very close to Jingyuan, and looked at the blood moon traces on his forehead: "[Red Devil Blood Moon], it's really you!"

Everyone's eyes were subconsciously focused on An Ye San.