"Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven!"

"Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight!"

"Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

"Three thousand!"

Xuan Ai's face turned a little pale. After slowly standing up, he looked at Tong Dian who was a little dumbfounded:

"I have already received the rod punishment, and several of my uncles will carry out the punishment in person, so that's all."

Tong Dian's expression was a little complicated, and he looked at Xuan Ai with an even stranger look: "What on earth are you going to do! It hasn't been long since I left the human world.

Why are you like this!"

Xuan Ai said nothing, ignoring the slightly strange looks from the senior monks around him, and walked towards Talin again. Tong Dian quickly followed, and only heard Xuan Ai say in a deep voice:

“I am a rather stubborn person, and I must figure things out that I can’t figure out.

For example, my junior brother once abandoned Muhuang Buddhist Temple and decided to embark on the path of Buddha and Demon.

I stubbornly wanted to drag him back.

But now I understand a little bit, just because I continue to stay here, it will not be a good thing for him or the Muhuang Buddhist Temple."

Tong Dian frowned and remained silent.

But Xuan Ai suddenly looked at him: "Tell me about this red relic."

Tong Dian nodded: "In ancient times, all races rose together, and it was not until the nine seals locked the nine races that the human race completely occupied this world.

The ancient times that followed were filled with heroes vying for hegemony, and countless small sects and sects took advantage of the situation, and we, the Muhuang Buddhist Temple, were also one of them.

At that time, in addition to the human race, there were also mixed blood left over from ancient times, that is, the descendants of the human race and other races.

Senior Juekong is one of them. He is a human and a monster. After being infected by the demonic energy, he merged three different bloodlines at the same time.

The word "alien" is not meant to belittle him. According to records, this is how Master Juekong called himself."

Xuan Ai was silent for a moment and said, "Did he create the "Demon Ape's Great Defeat of the Sky: The Seventy-Two Meaning Code"?

"Yes, originally this skill was called "Devil Ape's Great Defeat", but the seventy-two meanings are actually the seventy-two methods he used to fully control his own demonic power and demonic energy, integrating them with Buddhism.

As one of the Three Sacred Scriptures of the Wood Emperor, it goes without saying that it is powerful. However, due to the extremely high threshold for cultivation, and the fact that it is easy to lose one's mind due to the ferocious aura in this technique.

Therefore, there are very few people who have succeeded in practicing it.

But you chose this technique."

Xuan Ai frowned slightly: "Why didn't anyone stop me?"

Tong Dian sighed: "In Buddhism, we pay attention to the word fate. This is your fate, or it may be your destiny."

Then he picked up the wine gourd and took a sip, then continued:

"Actually, you may have guessed that this Master Juekong was an enemy of our Muhuang Buddhist Temple at first, but later he joined our temple due to unknown changes.

Perhaps he realized that Buddhism could help him suppress the conflict between the three bloodlines, or perhaps he was truly inspired by the true Buddha.

Regarding this point, our Muhuang Buddhist Temple has no clear records.

But in my opinion, I am afraid that this process may be due to some kind of calculation, and in short, a disgraceful method was used to keep this master in the Muhuang Buddhist Temple."

Xuan Ai glanced at Tong Bian with some surprise: "Uncle, I thought you had become as hypocritical as other uncles."

Tong Dian raised his wine gourd angrily and hit Xuan Ai on the head: "What kind of look do you have, my dear? How does an old father treat his unfilial descendants who turn around?"

Then he sighed inexplicably: "I used to be very tired of the hypocritical atmosphere of Muhuang Buddhist Temple. They were hypocritical and pretended to be true and kind. They clearly longed for certain things in their hearts, but they had to put on a noble attitude.

But recently my thoughts have changed. On the road to becoming a Buddha, each of us is a pioneer. After all, the Buddha in everyone's heart is different.

Forcibly suppressing one's desires and pretending to be another face is indeed disgusting, but some of the masters and uncles in the temple have been pretending like this all their lives.

He never took off that disguise until his death.

I suddenly felt that this kind of person is really amazing. Buddha has the appearance of sentient beings. Who can be sure that such a Buddha is not a Buddha?

Although the hypocrisy does not come from the bottom of his heart, what he did was indeed good.

Let me tell you, the world is always too harsh on some good people, and being hypocritical for a lifetime is true and good in my eyes.

So you, don’t be too radical with some of your ideas. Brother Tongzhi did commit a heinous crime, but other brothers and sisters have not done anything wrong.

Could it be that just because they didn't stop Senior Brother Tongzhi and Tongyu's plan a hundred years ago, they were labeled as evil people?

Besides, how do you know they didn't stop it, but maybe they failed."

Xuan Ai looked deeply at Tong Dian: "Uncle, your eloquence is much better than I thought.

I just mentioned hypocrisy casually, and you were able to get to the most important thing."

Then his eyes became confused again, as if he was muttering to himself:

"Actually, I don't have any grudges in my heart, I'm just unwilling.

I am not willing to accept it, and Juekong is unwilling to accept it.”

Then he breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Tong Dian seriously: "I'm leaving."

Tong Dian frowned slightly: "I actually don't like your current appearance.

What's the matter, do you feel like your wings have become stiff and you want to rebel?"

Xuan Ai smiled: "I will not let go of my identity as Muhuang Buddhist Temple. After all, this is the place where I was born and raised.

It's just that the abbot's Buddha is different from my Buddha. If I continue to stay here, it will be a kind of torture for me. Besides, I have found a new goal.

I will use my own way to repay this sin that belongs to my Muhuang Buddhist Temple.

If you are guilty, you must admit it, because an innocent person is so innocent."

Tong Dian's frown deepened: "That happened a hundred years ago, where are you going..."

Speaking of this, Tong Dian remembered the identities of Xuan Ai and the Human Realm Association. Today's Human Realm Association has annexed the Tianji Mansion. This is just information from a hundred years ago. I believe it can be easily retrieved from the database of the Tianji Mansion.

Xuan Ai's eyes were still confused. He glanced at his master's tomb tower with some melancholy, bowed with his hands clasped together, and then turned around and left.

"Uncle Master, I'll leave that boy Yun Hong to you. Teach him well."

These were the last words left by Xuan Ai. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a faint mist and completely dissipated.

Tong Dian scratched his bald head subconsciously. He originally wanted to tell Tong Zhi about this matter, but after thinking about it, with Tong Zhi's strength, he might be able to understand exactly what the two of them were talking about.

Then he seemed to remember something and hurriedly hid the wine gourd in his hand and looked around as if he was guilty.

And in the main hall.

Tongzhi, who was still half-covered by a beam of sunlight, slowly opened his eyes. His sight passed through all obstacles and was directed towards the back figure outside the temple.

A happy smile appeared on his face, and he whispered:
Chapter completed!