Volume 2: Earthly Experience Let me take charge of Chapter 67!
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A shock wave spread out from the thick smoke in all directions, dispersing the smoke and dust covering the courtyard, revealing the figure of Monk Bao Wen, but...
"Where's Xia Liuqing?"
Xie Yun's eyes were a little dull, and he thought to himself: Oh no! Did that old guy get away?
Monk Baowen in the center of the battlefield had a gloomy face at the moment, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.
After a while, Monk Baowen, who had been standing there motionless, finally came to his senses.
At this moment, Monk Baowen was also a little surprised. He just...
He recalled the scene of the final blow just now.
At the moment when Monk Baowen's bright fist was about to collide with the tip of Xia Liuqing's steel whip, Xia Liuqing seemed to take out a ball of paint-like Southeast from his left hand and threw it directly at himself...
Afterwards, there was a brief gap in his memory...
When he came to his senses, Xia Liuqing had disappeared.
“Damn it!”
Monk Jie Yun turned around without saying a word and rushed towards the Sutra Repository.
The monks behind him looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment!
Click! Click! Click!
When Monk Jie Yun walked to the Sutra Repository, his eyes widened involuntarily and his mood suddenly sank to the bottom.
Before my eyes, the door of the Sutra Repository had been completely smashed, the entire first floor was in a mess, and scriptures were scattered all over the floor.
And on the three-story wall, there were dense holes like a hornet's nest...
“This…this…”
The current abbot of Xingjiao Temple, who dared to arrive later, looked at the scene in front of him and was also a little bit unbelievable.
Because he knew that on the third floor of the Sutra Library, there was a Sanskrit barrier on the wall as a protection.
Ordinary aliens simply cannot break it, but...
What is Quan Xing going to do this time? Are they going to go to war with Shaolin?
He is still the abbot of Xingjiao Temple. Although he has not made any achievements during his tenure, he has not caused any trouble either.
But just on the eve of his resignation, this kind of thing happened.
Thinking of this, the abbot of Xingjiao Temple felt more or less in tears!
However, the monk Jie Yun standing by did not notice the slightly complicated expression on the face of the host standing next to him.
Monk Jie Yun took two steps at a time and strode directly to the third floor where the treasures were placed.
When he saw the devastated third floor, his face was very calm, with an expression of expectation, because he had already thought of the worst outcome.
"Hui Xian..."
Xie Yun looked at the leading monk who was dealing with the remains of Zhiguang and Zhiying. Some words came to his lips, but he was unable to say them.
After hearing what Monk Jieyun said, Huixian turned around and looked at him.
After confirming who was coming, Hui Xian stood up, clasped his hands together, and said with his head down: "Host, I am willing to accept any punishment... It was my fault that the Quan Xing monster succeeded this time..."
“Senior Brother!”
The bearded monk at the side quickly interrupted Huixian's words.
Xie Yun looked at Huixian with a complicated expression on his face.
A treasure is lost!
Such a serious matter cannot be handled by Huixian alone.
Once this news gets out, Buddhism will lose all face in the circle.
"Please briefly explain the situation..."
Xie Yun spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: "I am also responsible for this matter..."
Huixian still kept his head down, and in just a few words he explained the whole story to Monk Jie Yun.
After hearing this, Xie Yun shook his head and said, "Your command is correct. We really can't let them into the Sutra Library. If we fight here, perhaps the barrier will not be able to withstand the attack of the six of you..."
"Yes! Unfortunately, I still underestimated the strength of the thieves this time..." Huixian said with his head down.
"I understand. I will go to the Discipline Hall with you for training later!" Xie Yun lowered his head slightly and clasped his hands together.
"Amitabha!"
Just when the two of them had made up their minds, an old voice suddenly came from the stairwell. It was Master Jiekong.
Seeing this, Xie Yun and Hui Xian quickly bowed and said, "Abbot!"
"If something is lost, it's lost. As long as I can find it back later..."
Jie Kong looked at them kindly, but there was no blame in his tone: "But I still hope that you will not be damaged by this, Jie Yun..."
"Senior Brother!" Monk Jie Yun quickly lowered his head.
He actually entered Shaolin at about the same time as Baowen, but he was given the Buddhist name "Jieyun" because he was accepted as a disciple by Master Jiekong's master, the previous abbot of Shaolin!
However, the abbot was already very old at that time and was no longer able to teach or answer questions for Jieyun.
So this burden naturally fell on the shoulders of the eldest senior brother Jie Kong.
For Xie Yun, Master Jie Kong is more like a master to him rather than his senior brother.
“You…”
Master Jiekong walked up to him and said, "You are a little like Baowen, too angry and hysterical! I originally planned to let you come to this remote place to cultivate your mind, but what a pity..."
"Forget it, let me give an explanation to all the disciples about this matter!" Master Jiekong said with a smile.
"But, Brother!"
Xie Yun's expression tensed, but before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Master Jie Kong, "No need to say anything! Old monk, I am about to step down."
"After a while, I will go to Lingyin Temple to serve as the abbot, so you don't need to shoulder this responsibility! Just cultivate your mind here and don't forget what your senior brother said."
After saying this, Master Jiekong turned around and led Monk Baowen down the wooden stairs of the Sutra Library, leaving behind Jieyun, who looked a little dazed.
…
On the other side, in the jungle.
Gulp! Gulp!
Barron opened the kettle and took a few gulps, then let out a long breath.
Wang Bing, who was standing by, asked curiously, "After you practiced the Six-Storage Immortal Thief, don't you need to eat or drink anymore?"
"Indeed! If it were normal times, I really wouldn't need it! But I consumed a lot of energy this time, so I can recover a little faster this way!"
Barron gently wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and asked, "Don't you really need to help Xia? He's under a lot of pressure!"
"No, don't worry, even if all his powers are gone, that old man will be fine!"
Wang Bing said with a smile. After consuming a large amount of spirits, his breath gradually stabilized. "Old man Xia has a lot of cards! If he doesn't use them quickly, is he planning to take them all into the coffin in the end?"
"snort!"
Just as Wang Bing finished speaking, a cold snort came from not far away, and Xia Liuqing dragged his tired body out of the woods, "You little bastards, you two ran really fast, leaving me, an old man, behind all alone."
"Don't come here!"
Wang Bing retorted: "We came here to help you after all! But what's the result? The intelligence is not accurate at all!"
"Those monks are definitely not ordinary extraordinary people. They would be in the upper middle level in any big sect!"
"I... humph!"
Old Man Xia was speechless because Wang Bing was right. This time he did not do enough intelligence work.
Moreover, it was he who invited Wang Bing and Baron, and it was he who advocated stealing the relics.
"Did you get the things? " Xia Liuqing opened his eyes and said to Wang Bing.
"I got it. Didn't we agree that this thing belongs to me?"
Wang Bing pretended to be puzzled, looked at Xia Liuqing and said, "Old Xia, you won't regret it, will you?"
"I have to remind you, I have almost recovered now! Looking at your current condition... it's not very good. If we really fight, it's hard to say who will live and who will die."
