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Chapter 481

Words:2641Update:22/06/28 05:34:49

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All the arresters of the Sect of Six-Fans had reached a consensus that they must go to the Shaolin Temple to ask for an explanation.

This was one of the rare meetings that the Sect of Six-Fans had no objections. After all, the impact of this matter would affect the entire Sect of Six-Fans.

Tie Ao sat on the main seat and said in a low voice, "In this case, let's go to the Shaolin Temple. By the way, order the dismissal of the chief of detectives of Henan Province. All his salary and reward will be deducted for one year. He will be transferred back to Shengjing City to train for a few years."

Everyone was shocked. They all knew what Tie Ao meant. This time, it was indeed the negligence of the chief of detectives of Henan Province.

It was impossible for him not to know that Xuan Guan came out of the Shaolin Temple. As the chief of detectives of Henan Province, he couldn't ignore any small thing. Because a seemingly small thing often involved a very big thing.

This time, if the chief of detectives of Henan Province felt that there was something wrong with Xuan Guan, an old monk who had been living in seclusion in the Shaolin Temple for more than ten years, suddenly walking out of the Shaolin Temple, he could easily find out Xuan Guan's intention if he sent someone to follow him.

Moreover, even if he didn't send someone to follow him, even if he sent someone to inform the chief of detectives of Runan and Shannan when Xuan Guan went to the Blue Blood Castle and the Seven Heroes Guild, such a thing wouldn't happen.

As a result, because of the negligence of the chief of detectives of Henan Province, the chief of detectives of Runan and Shannan thought that the secret agents of Henan Province had already known Xuan Guan's intention. But since he didn't warn them, they didn't pay special attention to Xuan Guan. As a result, such a thing happened.

As a chief of detectives of Henan Province, the most important thing was the ability of association.

At the moment when Xuan Guan walked out of the Shaolin Temple, he should have thought why an old monk who was about to die would suddenly come out of the temple.

Therefore, he should have investigated the detailed information of Xuan Guan. After knowing that he was Jue Yan's master, he should have thought that Su Xin had killed Jue Yan. Therefore, he should have been vigilant.

Although it was a little unreasonable to say that, after all, not everyone was so imaginative and could think of so many things. However, this was the quality that a chief of detectives should have.

If he didn't do it, it proved that he wasn't good enough to take this position. Therefore, he should go back to Shengjing City to practice.

At the same time, the Shaolin Temple was also in a mess. Xuan Guan could die, but not as a stepping stone for Su Xin.

If Xuan Guan killed Su Xin first and then stood out to take the blame, he would be killed by Su Xin. Xuan Guan would be killed by Su Xin.

But the problem now was that Xuan Guan couldn't do anything to Su Xin and was killed by Su Xin. There were rumors outside that Xuan Guan of Shaolin Temple didn't know what was good for him and wanted to bully Su Xin with his realm. As a result, he failed miserably and lost himself.

Although most of these rumors were spread by some forces who had a grudge against the Shaolin Temple, it was true.

Moreover, the young disciples in the Shaolin Temple were inexperienced. They also thought so. This made Xuan Ming extremely angry, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He had tried to suppress it before, but rumors were not something that could be suppressed just because you said so.

Xuan Ming shook his head and walked to the meditation room of the abbot Xuan Ku.

He knocked on the door of the meditation room. An old and hoarse voice came, "Come in."

Xuan Ming walked into the room and sat down opposite to Xuan Ku.

The current abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Arhat Du 'e Xuan Ku, was on the Sky List and an Earth Immortal in the Real Martial Arts Realm. However, he looked very ordinary, just like an ordinary old monk.

The only special thing about Xuan Ku was his appearance.

His Dharma name was Xuan Ku. His expression was also very sad, as if there was always a worried expression on his face.

However, as an Earth Immortal, Xuan Ku was not as simple as he looked.

His aura was restrained to the extreme. Even with Xuan Ming's current cultivation, he couldn't feel that there was someone in front of him when he closed his eyes.

At Xuan Ku's level, he didn't need to feel the Heaven and Earth anymore. Instead, he could control the Heaven and Earth by himself. He could move the wind and thunder with a single thought, and frighten ghosts and gods with a single thought.

In this Heaven and Earth, he was like a god. It was a piece of cake for him to make his aura disappear from this Heaven and Earth.

"Abbot, Brother Xuan Guan was killed by Su Xin. Rumors are spreading in the Shaolin Temple. What should we do?"

He opened his eyes and looked at Xuan Ming. He sighed and said, "You already have an idea. Why do you still ask me? Is there any other way for us in the Shaolin Temple to endure it? "

Xuan Ming smiled bitterly. It was such an important matter. If I didn't come to you, who else would I look for?

The person in the Sutra Hall was much stronger than him. Unfortunately, he didn't care about anything except cultivation. It was such an important matter that he needed the abbot to make the decision.

Xuan Ku sighed. The sadness on his face became more and more intense. He said, "Actually, I didn't want Xuan Guan to take action because he wasn't 100% sure that he could kill Su Xin.

Now, the Shaolin Temple has passed the time of being radical. If we didn't handle it well, we would have to pay a huge price. Obviously, we lost this time.

But fortunately, the Shaolin Temple can afford to lose. I will leave this matter to you. The disciples of the Shaolin Temple are not that fragile. Some rumors can't shake the foundation of the Shaolin Temple.

As for what outsiders say, we don't care and don't want to care. The Shaolin Temple has thousands of years of foundation. They won't fall even if they say so.

The people from the imperial court will definitely come. Just give them an explanation. It's fine as long as they don't go too far. "

Xuan Ming nodded and left the room. He looked at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but sigh.

Abbot Xuan Ku was right. He did think about it before he came. With the current situation of the Shaolin Temple, there was no other way but to bear it.

But he was just the president of the Arhat Hall. As one of the two warriors in the Yang God Realm in the Shaolin Temple, he was responsible for most of the affairs of the Shaolin Temple when the person in the Sutra Hall was not in charge. But the real important things still needed to be decided by Xuan Ku.

In fact, he had come to Xuan Ku because he wanted to hear some other plans and suggestions from Xuan Ku. He didn't want to simply endure it like he thought.

Waiting for such a slightly mediocre reply, Xuan Ming was a little disappointed. This made him think of the former abbot, Xuan Tan.

Among the Xuan generation in the Shaolin Temple, Xuan Tan was the youngest. Although he was in the Real Martial Arts Realm, the oldest, Xuan Ku, was also in the Real Martial Arts Realm. Before the death of the abbot two generations ago, he decided to let Xuan Tan succeed him.

Xuan Ku just said that the current Shaolin Temple did not need to be radical, but Xuan Tan's approach was the most radical.

Xuan Tan came from the Sutra Hall, which was the strongest among the Three Halls, Four Courtyards and One Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple.

For the Shaolin Temple, the Sutra Hall was a knife in the hands of the Shaolin Temple, and Xuan Tan was the sharpest knife.

Therefore, when Xuan Tan was in office, his style was very radical. It could be said that when Xuan Tan was the abbot, all Xuan Ming had to do was to be responsible for the execution, and that was enough.

Unfortunately, some short-sighted guys in the Shaolin Temple made Xuan Tan step down from the position of the abbot, and Xuan Ku took over the position.

Xuan Ming did not think that Xuan Ku was unqualified as the abbot, but Xuan Ku's strategy when he was in charge of the Shaolin Temple was very different from Xuan Tan's. Xuan Ku had always been stable, and did not make any big mistakes, but at the same time, he could not make much progress.

For Xuan Ming, he now missed the time when Xuan Tan was the abbot.

It should be known that Xuan Ming came from the Arhat Hall, the strongest Warrior-monk Hall of the Shaolin Temple. Although he had advised the Xuan Taoist Temple to focus on the overall situation, in fact, his thoughts were extremely radical.

Shaking his head, Xuan Ming put aside these useless things. It was no longer the era when Xuan Tan was the abbot. Now the abbot of the Shaolin Temple was called Xuan Ku, and he had to do things according to Xuan Ku's ideas.

As soon as he returned to the Arhat Hall, a little monk hurriedly ran to him and said, "Chief, bad news! The chief of detectives of the School of Six-Fans, Tie Ao, has led many warriors of the School of Six-Fans to the Shaoshi Mountain! "

"What are you panicking for? Just set up a formation and welcome them directly. "Xuan Ming scolded, which made the little monk calm down.

As the head of the three Buddhist temples, the Shaolin Temple and the Supreme of the martial arts world in the past, even if they knew that the other side was looking for trouble, the Shaolin Temple still could not lose face.

Therefore, when Tie Ao and the others had just climbed the Shaoshi Mountain, they saw that the gate of the Shaolin Temple was already open. A group of disciples of the Shaolin Temple stood on both sides in a formation, looking solemn and respectful.

Standing in front of the gate of the Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ming put his palms together and asked, "May I know why Lord Tie has come to the Shaolin Temple?"

Tie Ao looked at Xuan Ming coldly. His eagle-like eyes revealed a trace of frightening coldness, which made the younger generation of disciples of the Shaolin Temple tremble.

The reputation of the 'Divine Eagle' Tie Ao was not just for show, but for killing.

In the past, when the Zhou Kingdom had just established itself in the world, the Jianghu was in turmoil. At that time, Tie Ao had led a group of experts of the School of Six-Fans to massacre sects and completely establish the power of the School of Six-Fans.

Although the world had been peaceful in recent years and Tie Ao rarely fought, he still had some power. At the very least, one look from him could make the disciples of the Shaolin Temple, who had never seen blood, tremble.

"I want an explanation." Tie Ao looked at Xuan Ming and said lightly.

Xuan Ming did not intend to give in immediately, so he said in a deep voice, "Su Xin killed Jueyan, and Xuan Guan took revenge for his disciple. What's wrong with that?"

Tie Ao looked at Xuan Ming and said in the same tone, "I said that I want an explanation."

Xuan Ming frowned slightly. Although he rarely interacted with Tie Ao, he knew his character.

In some aspects, Tie Ao was like Su Xin. He did not like to talk nonsense with others. When something needed to be said three times, it was basically impossible to change it. Now, it was already the second time.

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