Mystic God-level Emperor System

The arrival of the people from Lingyuan Temple shows that the other party wants to investigate Miaohong's life and death thoroughly.

Regardless of whether Su Han had anything to do with Miaohong's death, he would be taken away by Lingyuan Temple for investigation.

The calming rebirth mantra has been resounding over Cangyun City.

Countless ordinary people walked out of their homes one after another, and pious people kowtowed on their knees with their hands clasped together.

Those who have the heart of Buddha also bowed and worshiped one after another.

At the same time, those martial artists who watched the Covenant Competition in the Martial Arts Arena turned their attention to the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Master Miaohong is a soul-gathering warrior. If he dies, he will die. Right now, Lingyuan Temple has resounded the curse of rebirth in the whole city. I'm afraid it won't be good like this!"

"That Mo Tianmeng is not Yi Yi's generation, and there is a high possibility that there is a golden figure sitting behind him. How dare Lingyuan Temple dare to oppose him?"

"Why don't you dare? Haven't you heard that the abbot of Lingyuan Temple was once a disciple of the Holy Land of Lingyuan?

Even the golden body of the dharma image has to give the spirit a little bit of sanctity.

But Mo Tianmeng obviously didn't make a move, Master Miaohong's death should have nothing to do with him, just some harsh criticism is unavoidable. "

"That's true."

All of a sudden, people in Cangyun City worshiped Buddha and talked about it.

"The people from Lingyuan Temple came so fast!"

With a thought in his mind, Ye Chen subconsciously looked at the old woman Yirou.

It should be one of these two who communicated the news, so Lingyuan Temple was able to arrive within a day.

The eyes of everyone looking at Su Han gradually took on a trace of weirdness, and a few people also had a trace of schadenfreude in their eyes.

"Brother Shi, the head teacher should be here soon."

Qiao Yuan suddenly smiled.

Hearing this, Su Han smiled and nodded.

Yi Rou and the old woman were stunned, a look of solemnity flashed in their eyes, they did not expect that Qiao Yuan would also send a message to the Seven Immortals.

If the headmaster of the Seven Immortals faction came in person, then things would not be so good this time.

Even if it is Ye Cangyun's face, Lingyuan Temple and Seven Immortals will not give it.

No matter how strong Ye Cangyun is, he is only Yuanshen Wuzun.

The voice of the rebirth mantra is getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, many juniors with low cultivation bases felt that their complexions were red, and the blood in their bodies was tumbling, and they felt like vomiting blood.

"Abbot Spirit Ape, Master Miaohong's death has nothing to do with people, please calm down the anger of Abbot Spirit Ape."

Ye Cangyun suddenly said.

Under the agitation of the stellar energy, the voice came from the city lord's mansion. In an instant, everyone seemed to feel that the curse of the past life in their ears was quieter.

Just a few breaths later, the rebirth curse became more intense, Su Han frowned slightly, got up and walked out of the hall.

"Miaohong died when he died, took the body back to bury it properly, and recited the mantra of rebirth on someone's field?

Or during the meal, as a monk, don't you understand this bit of politeness? "

Seeing Su Han walk out of the hall, Qiao Yuan and the others quickly followed, but when they heard Su Han's loud words, their expressions became a little strange.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's name sounded.

The voice of the rebirth mantra was a little bit softer, and then, everyone saw eighteen monks in robes floating from all directions gathered in the air, and then slowly landed in the city lord's mansion.

The old monk headed by him is full of Buddha's light, but his appearance is sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked, like a monkey wearing cassock.

"Abbot Lingyuan and eighteen vajra monks of Lingyuan Temple..."

Seeing this, everyone knew that Lingyuan Temple had brought the strongest force.

Miao Hong was once one of the Eighteen Vajra Monks.

The person at the head is the abbot of Lingyuan Temple, the strong Martial King in the early Yuan Nirvana period.

The other seventeen monks are old and young, and their cultivation levels are high and low. The lowest is Concentration, and the highest surpasses Ye Cangyun and has reached the state of supernatural transformation.

However, there is only one warrior in the Divine Transformation Realm!

The monk's gaze moved, and he suddenly stretched out his hand in a certain direction.

Immediately afterwards, Miaohong's body was taken over by Gang Qi and suspended in front of everyone.

Seeing this, a group of monks put their hands together again and chanted sutras in a low voice.

The rebirth curse sounded again.

"Abbot Spirit Ape!"

A solemn look appeared on Ye Cangyun's face.

The other party ignored him.

This time, because everyone was very close, even Ye Cangyun felt a burst of terrifying pressure when the Rebirth Mantra sounded.

puff!

A monk suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

"Little brother?"

The rest of the monks immediately stopped chanting the mantra, and looked at the monk in astonishment.

That monk is the lowest among the Eighteen Vajra Monks, only in the late stage of Concentration, but he is also the youngest among the Eighteen!

At the same time, he is also the closed disciple of Abbot Lingyuan!

"Why did he die suddenly?"

"Like Miaohong, the wound is not visible at all!"

"How is this going?"

Everyone was taken aback suddenly.

The next moment, Yi Rou and the others subconsciously looked at Su Han, their hearts full of surprise and uncertainty.

Could it be him?

No way!

Abbot Spirit Ape, King Wu, was present, how could the other party kill an eighteen vajra monk silently?

"It seems that Cangyun City has a predestined relationship with your Lingyuan Temple. Like Miaohong, this eminent monk passed away on the spot and went to the west to meet the Buddha."

Su Han smiled.

The faces of the monks suddenly changed. The abbot of Lingyuan Temple with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked Su Han up and down, and suddenly put his hands together and said:

"The death of Miao Hong and Miao Jue is strange. I would like to ask the benefactor to accompany us back to the Lingyuan Temple, and describe the matter in detail in front of the Buddha, so that the two can become Buddhas with their eyes closed."

"Master, the deaths of Miaohong and Miaojue must be related to this son."

The only monk who was in the Transfiguration Realm fixed his eyes on Su Han, his eyes were like a wolf who chooses to eat someone.

"You guys are laughing. I have been standing here from the beginning to the end, separated from this Master Miaojue by several feet. You say my death has something to do with him?"

Su Han said with a smile: "If you talk such nonsense in broad daylight, don't you think everyone present is blind?"

"Benefactor, some people say that you are a fire doctor, is this true?"

Abbot Spirit Ape smiled.

"Slightly understand this way."

Su Han smiled and nodded.

"Doctor Huozhong wants to poison a Soul Gathering Martial Venerable to death silently, it's difficult to say, and it's not difficult to say."

Abbot Lingyuan smiled and said, "This matter can only be explained clearly when the benefactor and the old monk return to Lingyuan Temple.

Donor, please rest assured, the Buddha is merciful. If the donator has nothing to do with the death of Miaohong and Miaojue, I will not make things difficult for the donator. "

"Abbot Spirit Ape."

Ye Cangyun suddenly said, "Everyone has witnessed the deaths of Master Miaohong and Master Miaojue, and this matter really has nothing to do with Mr. Shi.

Besides, this is also the Cangyun City of the Immortal Burial Dynasty. As the city lord, I cannot let the abbot Spirit Ape take away the guests of my city lord's mansion without authorization. Please forgive me. "

"oh?"

Abbot Lingyuan smiled, "Master Cangyun, can you stop me?"

A breath of Yuan Niewu King erupted instantly.

Ye Cangyun took a few steps back, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Lao Qi hurriedly took a step forward, supported Ye Cangyun, and then looked at Abbot Lingyuan with cold eyes.

This look, as if looking at a dead person.

At this moment, a hearty laughter sounded:

"Abbot Spirit Ape, why are you so angry!"

"Headmaster is here!" Qiao Yuan's eyes showed joy.