The closer the truth is, the more chaotic it becomes?

Zhu Qingsheng was stunned and looked at Yu Xiu's departure and said nothing. Could it be that the man in black was really scared to kill so many people?

Recalling the words of the man in black, "I know there will be retribution, but if you weren't your master and tutor step by step, I wouldn't have harmed so many people. Speaking of which, part of this account will be counted on you."

Zhu Qingsheng was shocked when he thought about it now. Was it really because he and his master were close to the truth that he had killed so many people?

But what is the close truth? Zhu Qingsheng thought hard, but he had no impression at all.

Suddenly, someone slapped his shoulder. Zhu Qingsheng was thinking about the man in black. He was shocked and jumped up quickly. He saw that it was his master Sima Yuanji, and there was an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe behind him. His eyebrows were white and his face was sallow. He had not seen the master level for a long time.

Zhu Qingsheng was rescued by Monk Kongjue in the deserted town. If it weren't for Monk Kongjue, he would have been kidnapped by Luo Qitao and kidnapped.

Unexpectedly, I saw this ascetic monk, Monk Kongjue again. Zhu Qingsheng was filled with joy and admiration. He bowed heavily and said happily: "Master Kongjue, I will be saved that night. Thank you."

Monk Kongjue smiled and said, "Why thank you, I'll do it, I'll do it, let alone I haven't helped me."

Zhu Qingsheng hurriedly said, "Where, if the master didn't come that night, the kid might still be in Luo Qitao's hands."

Sima Yuanji also smiled and said, "The little disciple's life is entirely saved by his senior brother. He cannot repay his life-saving grace. If there is anything in the future, the senior brother will say something to his foolish brother and he will do his best to think about it."

"Since my senior brother has said that, I feel embarrassed to refuse again. I will accept my senior brother's feelings for the time being."

Zhu Qingsheng didn't know what happened in Huangzhen that night, so he couldn't help asking: "Master, I don't understand something, how did you escape that night?"

It turned out that night in Huangzhen, after Zhu Qingsheng released all his unjust souls, the earth energy that suppressed a whole Jiazi burst out, causing the land to collapse, the houses to collapse, and the terrain of the entire Huangzhen began to fall.

Seeing this major change, Monk Kongjue, who was fighting, was shocked with Yang Qihou and Luo Qitao. Unexplained, they stopped fighting and jumped out of the battle circle. Yang Qihou was worried about his two disciples, so he took the lead in untiing their acupoints and protecting them behind him.

Monk Kongjue remembered that Zhu Qingsheng went to the south alone, and collapsed houses one by one. One accidentally hit by a brick wall and was bleeding. I don’t know if he could deal with Zhu Qingsheng’s skills, let alone that he was seriously injured. He was really worried about him and was about to go to save him. Suddenly, Yang Qihou said: “The master is very impressed with his outstanding Taoism. Today I can’t ask for advice. However, I am unwilling to let him go. Let’s set a date and come and have a discussion.”

Hearing him say this, Monk Kongjue had to turn around and say, "Amitabha, my Buddha often says that he is compassionate, and martial arts are enough to strengthen the body. It is not necessary to move his fists and feet. Why should Mr. Yang distinguish between the superiority and inferiority?"

The great Haoming Bell of Yang Qihou kept turning around him, smashing the falling gravel wall bricks, and couldn't hurt him at all. Yang Qihou laughed and said, "Since you have learned martial arts, you are destined to take them out and distinguish them. The master should understand. Today I was defeated by the master and I was convinced, but it was difficult to face my brothers when I went back. Let's set a date, find a place, and then make a decision."

Monk Kongjue was anxious to save Zhu Qingsheng, so he had to say, "Since Mr. Yang said that, it's hard for me to refuse, so please find a good time and place."

Yang Qihou smiled: "It's set on the bridge of life and death thirty miles in front of Fengdu on the tenth day of the seventh month. Do you know if the master is willing?"

Monk Kongjue raised his eyebrows. July 15th is the day when the Ghost Gate of Fengdu is opened. At that time, ghosts in the underworld will come out, good and bad, and everything. Therefore, the righteous path is busy suppressing evil ghosts in front of the Ghost Gate and preventing them from harming the world. The evil path will naturally not miss this opportunity. They will also gather in front of the Ghost Gate and take advantage of the time when the righteous path is busy, and go to trouble the righteous path.

After such a long journey, July 15th gradually became a day when good and evil clashed, passed down from generation to generation. Now, every year, both good and evil clashed in front of the Ghost Gate in Fengdu, which determines the issue of belonging to the Ghost Gate.

The Yang Qihou made an appointment on the tenth day of the seventh month, and was still thirty miles in front of the Ghost Gate. It was obviously a famous hero in front of all the world. But his cultivation is still a long way from Monk Kongjue. How could he be able to come here in this short month?

But if he doesn't agree to him now, he will definitely not give up. It will be bad if he affects himself to save Zhu Qingsheng. Monk Kongjue said, "Okay, I'll listen to Mr. Yang's opinion..."

Before he could finish speaking, a gloomy and ferocious ghost of Ao Quan jumped up and rushed high into the sky, with a wild domineering aura on his body.

Yang Qihou smiled and said, "Oh, this beast can't let it go today. I know that the master is going to save that kid, so the ghost of this Ghost King Mastiff will no longer care, so I will take it first."

Monk Kongjue weighed the matter. It was important to save Zhu Qingsheng at the moment, and he had no time to bother them. Besides, the Ghost King Mastiff was so fierce, so it was really not good to let it escape. If Yang Qihou took it away, it would be a good thing, whether it was out of selfishness or something. He immediately said, "That little friend is my old friend's apprentice, and he really has to save him. Mr. Yang is interested, so let's do it first, I won't bother you." After that, he turned around and ran to the south, his eyes swept around, and his true power was ready to go. As long as he saw Zhu Qingsheng's shadow, he could immediately come forward to rescue.

Suddenly, the bells behind him rang, and at the same time, the shouts of Yang Qihou and Luo Qitao came. Monk Kongjue didn't have to look back and knew that they were attacking the Ghost King Mastiff.

But where did Zhu Qingsheng go? Why haven’t he found him yet?

"Boom! Boom! Boom..." All the houses began to collapse, and dust bricks and stones floated over from time to time. The monk Kongjue ran faster and faster. His powerful thoughts swept away like a vast ocean. While running, he suddenly saw a red light passing through the horizon, heading towards the east. After a closer look, it was Zhu Qingsheng himself who grabbed the red light.

Seeing that Zhu Qingsheng had escaped from the collapsed range, Monk Kongjue breathed a sigh of relief even though he didn't know what happened. Seeing that the shock here became more and more powerful, he would fall here if he didn't leave. He no longer hesitated and immediately fled the wasteland town.
Chapter completed!