After the agreement, the storm of the rain, the storm of the rocks, the storm quickly ran to the sixth floor.

Compared with the red brick wall downstairs, here is a real steel plate, which is just symbolically decorated on top of the steel plate.

There was a large iron door in the middle, and the lock hanging on it could be the size of a second bowl. The three of them came to the door, and Jingyu took out a key from his arms and slowly put it in the keyhole.

With a "click", the door lock opened. He took the lock down, and Jingshuang and Jingchan pushed the big iron door together.

It is not difficult to see that this big iron door is really heavy, and the two old monks pushed the door open for a long time.

This is also a big compartment, with two oil lamps on the right side, which are dim and dark, so you can barely see the approximate inside.

On the left side of the compartment, there was a pile of dead grass, and an old man sat on it. The old man was wearing his upper body, his body was covered in skin and bones, his head was covered with white hair and a white beard under his cheeks, which was messy. In his eyes, there were no eyeballs at all, and it was empty. He had iron chains tied to his hands and feet, which could be as thick as two fingers.

It is not difficult to see that the old man has been imprisoned for a long time, and I am afraid he will not be able to say that he has been in the past.

"Teacher, Master..." Jingyu said a little stuttering when he saw the old man.

"Master..." "Master..." Jingshuang and Jingchan quickly whispered.

"Hahaha..." The locked old man suddenly laughed and said coldly: "No one has called me that for many years... Jingyu, Jingshuang, Jingchan... You three are so weird today..."

"Haha..." Jingyu laughed dryly and said with a tough forehead: "This...it's mainly because Leiming Temple has encountered some trouble...we, we want to ask you to take action..."

When he said this, he seemed very embarrassed, but his speech speed immediately accelerated. "This is also for the overall situation of Leiming Temple. If you don't take action, you are afraid that the Thousand-year foundation of Leiming Temple will be destroyed tonight..."

"Aren't your master very powerful... By the way, he should die in front of me... Are your senior brothers surprised?" the old man asked lightly.

"I realized that my senior brother had passed away long ago... The abbot of Leiming Temple is now Fajiang, the disciple of his senior brother... But a few days ago, Fajiang was beaten to death by a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was beaten to Leiming Temple tonight, and he was about to kill the Thunder Tower... When the Thunder Tower is broken, the Thunder Temple will inevitably be destroyed..." Jingyu said anxiously, and tears were squeezed out in his eyes. His voice became choked.

"Where is the thunder? With the cassock and the demon-subduing array, what kind of Taoist priest is also taken away..." the old man said lightly again.

"The Taoist priest is very cunning, and there are many people. Senior Brother Jinglei and Jingfeng, and Senior Brother Jingyun were plotted against him..." This time, Jingchan said with sobs.

This guy is really able to tell lies with his eyes open. I don’t know where he can tell that Zhang Yu is full of people.

"So, you are going to be killed by others... That's why you three have no choice but to think of me and want me to kill the strong enemy for you..." The old man said in a disdainful tone.

"Master... I know it was my master's fault back then, but Master also has feelings and righteousness to you. Otherwise, you... How could you live to this day... Before my master passed away, I told you that you must not treat you badly, otherwise, as long as we have no food and water, you will not live to this day... Even if you look down on my master and don't think about us, you have to think about the thousand-year foundation of Leiming Temple..." Jingyu said crying.

Jingshuang, who was standing beside him, also choked and said, "Master, the past is like smoke, let him go over there... As long as you defeat a powerful enemy, our brothers are willing to regard you as the abbot of Leiming Temple... and reform yourself, and you will never dare to do anything wrong..."

"Master! Please put the overall situation first..." Jingchan also said quickly.

"Ha..." The old man smiled bitterly and said with emotion: "I can also think that if it weren't for the major changes in Leiming Temple, and if it weren't for the great disaster, you wouldn't have come to see me... You must know that I helped you not for the position of abbot, nor for the rescue of you, but for the thousand-year foundation of Leiming Temple..."

Hearing this, the three monks were overjoyed.

Jingyu hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master."

"Thank you, Master." "Thank you, Master." Jingshuang and Jingchan also thanked each other repeatedly.

Then, Jingyu took out a bunch of keys from his arms and handed them to his two junior brothers, saying, "Why are you going to unlock the lock for your master now!"

The three of them started together and quickly opened the old man's handcuffs and anklets.

Jingyu then showed his diligence, "Master, I will help you, and you will be wronged..."

Although this is very conscience-ridden, there is nothing we can do about the current situation. If this master had not taken action, they would have died when Zhang Yu came up.

Jingshuang also stepped forward to help and helped the old man up together.

The old man was skinny and his pants were torn and ragged. His arms were no different from those of the reed stick.

Jingchan said in a pleasing manner: "Master, should you prepare something?"

"You probably didn't have the chance to bring my magic weapon here." The old man said lightly.

"Haha..."... Jingyu and the other two were embarrassed and just laughed dryly.

"Forget it..." the old man said calmly: "Just make do with yours."

"Okay." "Master, you used my robes and my robes were burned by that man. There are still Buddhist beads." "I still have wooden fish."

The three monks quickly took off their magical instruments, but at this stall, the old man suddenly shouted: "The golden throne in front of the Buddha, the arhat returns to his position! Drink!"

This throat only shocked the three monks' eardrums and their bodies trembled, and they couldn't even move.

Immediately afterwards, the old man shouted again: "The Great Sun Tathagata, the Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

The sound settled, and a golden light appeared on the old man's body, and there seemed to be a Buddha statue contained in the golden light.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The three monks' bodies were immediately shocked by the golden light, and they fell far away, hitting hard onto the steel plate.

Their bodies then slid and collapsed to the ground. Looking at the appearance of the three of them, their eyes, nostrils, ears and mouths, blood flowed out of their eyes and their seven orifices, and they were no longer alive.

The old man smiled faintly and said to himself coldly, "I was deceived by your master once back then. I don't know how long it has been locked here... Even if the Bodhisattva's heart is in a state of thunder... I just told you that I am not helping you, but to Leiming Temple. As for you... a group of lingering women, wine and meat, and impure six senses, it's better to die... It's better to waste this Buddhist holy land..."

After saying this, the old man walked to Jingchan's body and took his cassock. Although the old man had no eyes, Jingchan, Jingyu and Jingshuang had what were on the bodies of the three men. The old man seemed to know clearly. He put on Jingchan's monk's robe and put on the cassock. He also put on all the magical instruments of the three men, and then walked outside.

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