Lu Zhou looked at the young novice monk and said, "Inform your abbot that I have something to discuss with him.
"Inform your Abbot that I have something to discuss with him regarding Fa Kong," Ye Futian said.
The young novice monk knew of Master Fa Kong. Fa Kong was a Nine-leaf karmic fire elite of the Blood Sun Temple. His expression changed slightly as he said, "Please wait for a moment, benefactors."
The young novice monk sped back to the Blood Sun Temple.
He passed through several Buddhist gardens and arrived at the abbot's garden. He stood outside the door and said, "Abbot, there's an old benefactor at the foot of the mountain who wishes to see you. He says he wants to discuss Master Fa Kong."
After a moment of silence, a voice rang from the room.
"Fa Kong has already passed away. What's the point of looking for trouble? Tell this benefactor that he won't be seeing him."
"Understood."
The young novice monk returned to the foot of the mountain.
He repeated the abbot's order to Lu Zhou.
When Little Yuan 'er heard this, she was about to lose her temper when Lu Zhou raised a hand to stop her. He said indifferently, "In that case, I'll have to go up the mountain myself."
He ignored the young novice monk's attitude and flew up the mountain.
"Little monk … You're really insensible. Nobody under the heavens dares to refuse my master," Little Yuan 'er said with a smile.
"Benefactor! Please wait, benefactors! "
Alas, his cultivation base was too low. How could he possibly stop him?
Lu Zhou took the lead. With one hand on his back, he flew toward the Blood Sun Temple's mountain gate.
There were 100 rod-wielding monks in front of the mountain gate. They were shouting and training, but none of them were flying.
When they saw the strangers, the rod-wielding monks quickly gathered.
"Amitabha. Old benefactor … You must have come to the wrong place," an old rod-wielding monk said as he straightened his palm with one hand.
Lu Zhou ignored him and continued forward.
When the rod-wielding monks saw the old benefactor was hostile, they raised their rods and swung at him.
Lu Zhou's figure flashed.
He passed through the rod-wielding monks. The 100 rod-wielding monks were sent flying before they fell to the ground.
The monks were shocked. 'What a profound cultivation base!'
"Where's the Blood Sun Temple's abbot?" Lu Zhou's voice boomed. With the Heavenly Writing's extraordinary power, his voice was clear even though it was not piercing to the ears. It traveled from the Heavenly King Hall to the Great Strength Hall, the Thousand Buddhas Hall, the Guidance Hall, the Sutra Pavilion, the Buddhist garden, the dojo, and the Cloud Tower …
Within a few thousand meters of the Blood Sun Mountain, the birds were startled and the beasts on the ground fled.
Abbot Fa Hua, who was knocking on the wooden fish, opened his eyes. He blew open the door with his Upstanding Qi and flew out with his legs crossed.
How could someone who could produce such a sound technique be a weakling?
The monks flew out from the Great Hall. The Three Seats of Honor and the Twelve Vajra also flew across the ravine from the Taoist field on the second peak.
At an extremely fast speed, he arrived in front of the mountain gate near the decorated archway.
The ones who came this time were the core disciples and monks of Blood Sun Mountain … There were more than a thousand monks.
The monks floated in the air.
"Abbot."
The monks bowed.
In the direction of the Heavenly King Hall, Abbot Fa Hua slowly floated over and landed on the ground. As soon as he landed, everyone else also landed on the ground, not daring to continue floating.
Fa Hua was dressed in simple monk robes, but there was a temperament between his brows that others did not have.
He looked at Lu Zhou and the two little girls in front of him. They were unfamiliar faces. He straightened his palm and said, "You're right.
"Amitabha. Why have you come to the Blood Sun Temple?"
Lu Zhou nodded.
Now that the big boss of the Blood Sun Temple was here, things were much easier. There was no need for him to waste time on these small fries.
"You're the Blood Sun Temple's abbot?"
"I'm the Blood Sun Temple's abbot, Fa Hua," Fa Hua replied.
"I have something to ask you."
Fa Hua shook his head and said, "Old benefactor … I don't know you. If you're here to worship Buddha, I welcome you. If you're here to seek revenge, please forgive me for not being able to keep you company."
The 12 vajras stepped forward.
All of them wore red kasayas and had prayer beads in their hands.
When the 12 of them stepped forward, the prayer beads they wore shone with a red radiance.
Lu Zhou swept his gaze across them.
There seemed to be a whirlpool in his old and deep eyes.
With the Wisdom of Speech, he could understand the unspeakable and the unspeakable. He could understand the words of all living beings in the world of dust in the Sha Sea.
This was the power of speech.
"I'm in a good mood today, and I don't feel like killing. If you wish to meet the Buddha in advance, I don't mind changing my mood."
Lu Zhou finished speaking.
The 12 vajras felt dizzy. They staggered back a few steps as their blood essence surged.
The other monks retreated as well.
Only the abbot, Fa Hua, was engulfed in flames. The karmic fire negated the sound technique.
Lu Zhou did not look at the others. He only looked at Fa Hua. He did not expect the Blood Sun Temple to be so powerful. They had two karmic fire elites.
The power of speech was reduced to a trickle. There was no explosive power, but it was terrifying.
Abbot Fa Hua frowned. 'This is an elite!
With Fa Kong's death, a major sect that wants to wipe out the Blood Sun Temple is mobilizing a hidden elite? '
The three First Seats stepped forward.
Fa Hua said in a deep voice, "Stand down."
"Abbot!"
"Stand down!" Fa Hua raised his voice.
"Understood." The three First Seats retreated angrily.
Fa Hua looked at Lu Zhou. He straightened his palm and bowed. "Amitabha. You're a guest. This way please."
The monks parted to form a path.
Fa Hua turned around and invited Lu Zhou to the Great Strength Hall.
The other monks were angry, but there was nothing they could do.
Lu Zhou waved his sleeves and placed his hands on his back. He crossed the decorated archway and entered the Blood Sun Temple. When he was on the steps, he stopped and said, "I have a word of advice."
"What is it, old benefactor?"
"It's best if you don't ask for help. Even if Fa Kong is still alive, I wouldn't care about him. "After giving his advice, Lu Zhou added," Don't say that I didn't warn you. "
"…"
The others were stunned.
'He doesn't even care about Fa Kong … Who is this person?'
Fa Hua glanced at Lu Zhou again. He did not remember such a person. There were less than ten Nine-leaf cultivators who mastered karmic fire in Great Tang. Every one of them had a famous name. 'Who is this person?'
He did not care.
"This way please." Fa Hua was able to keep his composure.
The others entered the Great Strength Hall.
The other monks were waiting outside.
The three First Seats and the 12 vajras entered the hall together.
Little Yuan 'er and Conch stood on either side of their master.
As soon as they were seated, Fa Hua asked, "How should I address you, old benefactor?"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Who I am isn't important … I've come to the Blood Sun Temple to ask a few questions."
Fa Hua nodded. "Go ahead, old benefactor."
"Who ordered Fa Kong to launch a sneak attack on me?" Lu Zhou's voice was calm and collected.
"…"
The three First Seats exchanged a look.
The Blood Sun Temple's Four First Seats were second only to the abbot. Although Fa Kong was one of the Four First Seats, his position in the Blood Sun Temple was equal to the abbot. Sometimes, the abbot would have to be courteous for the sake of the bigger picture. Fa Kong had always been a lone ranger. The others were not aware of this.
However …
Fa Hua frowned deeply. A hint of shock flashed in his eyes.
He was the Head of the temple, after all. He was able to remain calm. He did not expose Lu Zhou's background.
Instead, he said, "Fa Kong has always been unruly … Although he's the Discipline Hall's First Seat, he often disobeys the temple's rules …"
At this point, Fa Kong's tone suddenly changed as he asked, "Fa Kong ambushed you, old benefactor?"
The old monk was quick-witted and knew how to react.
He was trying to change the topic to get more information about Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou would not fall for such a trick. Instead, he bluntly said, "Fa Kong ambushed me, and I'm here to seek revenge … Do you think that's reasonable?"
The monks inhaled deeply as they looked at Lu Zhou.
Fa Hua chuckled.
He did not seem worried at all. He seemed unperturbed by Fa Kong's death as well. Fa Kong said, "I'm the Head of the temple, after all. I'm one of the few karmic fire masters in Great Tang. If you're here for revenge, old benefactor, you would've done it a long time ago. There's no need to wait until now. There's only mutual destruction in a battle of karmic fire. "
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