Fang Zheng raised his head, if intentional or unintentional, a beam of sunlight passed by, and others didn't realize anything, but Yue Buqun was shocked and immediately remembered Tang Jinlou when he was raising a sword last night. He knew in his heart that this was Fang Zheng's skill in understanding his mind and seeing his nature, and with the old monk at the foot of the mountain, he was a martial arts journey.

I saw Fang Zheng’s eyebrows and eyes soft and peaceful. Everyone couldn’t help but secretly praised the Shaolin abbot’s cultivation of temperament. They all saw the greetings. Fang Zheng replied one by one and said, “Please come in.”

Although the room was small, it could accommodate these people. A monk brought the cushion. After everyone thanked him, he sat opposite Fang Zheng.[]

Fang Zheng opened his mouth, but said to Yue Buqun: "I have been separated from my master for decades and have never heard of him. The kindness of Mr. Yue and Mr. Mo Da made me understand my teacher's recent situation. I am very grateful."

Yue Buqun said: "Master Fang Zheng is polite. It shows that the master's master's profound Buddhist teachings and his martial arts are also unfathomable. Unfortunately, he has dissipated his entire body of skills and devoted himself to practicing, so he did not meet the abbot in Shaolin."

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "My teacher suddenly realized the key truth, and I am also happy about it."

Mr. Mo Da sighed: "Shaolin Temple stands in the martial arts world for thousands of years, and until yesterday, I know the reason." Everyone thought that he was pointing out that his martial arts were profound, but he didn't know that what he admired even more was pointing out that he was broad-minded and did not take the sect's view as his thoughts, and handed over the secrets of martial arts to Yue Buqun.

The rest of the people, such as Ding Yi, Zhen Shanzi, heard their instructions, they had never seen this person before, but when they heard Yue Buqun's words, this person seemed to be incomprehensible in martial arts. He was also secretly surprised. Ding Yi was quick to speak, thinking about what happened today, and said, "Master Fang Zheng, I heard that the leader of the Demon Sect Dongfang Bubai was coming to Shaolin to provoke today, but I don't know why he came here?"

Yue Buqun frowned secretly, thinking that no matter what the reason was, it was always Shaolin's own affairs, so how could he ask so recklessly? But Master Dingyi wanted to have such a temper, so Yue Buqun was not easy to persuade him.

Fang Zheng didn't care at all. He sighed and said, "I believe everyone wants to know what the Master asked, but it's not to be hiding it. Dongfang Bubai came here for one person."

Everyone was surprised, but they didn't know who could afford to be so important to the leader of the Demon Sect.

"Can this person be in Shaolin Temple now?" Master Dingyi asked, "but I don't know who he is?"

Fang Zheng did not answer positively, took out a letter from his arms and said, "This is the letter he wrote to me last month."

Yue Buqun's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the envelope said "Abbot Shaolin Fang Zheng was politely known". Fang Zheng saw his expression, smiled slightly, and gave the letter to him, saying, "Master Yue, please read this letter for everyone."

Yue Buqun took the envelope with both hands and said, "I dare not obey orders." He took out the letter, looked at it briefly, and read it softly in just a few lines:

"Master Fang Zheng, seeing the truth is unfair, I parted with Mount Wutai, and I was so disobeyed for a long time. I felt very sorry for it. I heard that Yang Lianting, the head of our sect, was held hostage by a traitor, was stolen into Shaolin. I took this opportunity to plan to go to the eighth day of the next month. I admired the abbot's virtue for a long time, and I would like to pay thirst to pay my respects.

"Also, Yang Lianting is the chief manager of the Divine Cult. He is often troubled by the things in the church. He hopes that the abbot will save his life in the hands of the thief. If this is the case, he will report his sincere friendship to you and wait for the future. If you agree to what you wish, you will be grateful for it.

"The East is unbeaten, respect it."

After reading it, Yue Buqun put the letter into the envelope and handed it back respectfully, but his heart was already filled with storms. Dongfang Bubai's letter was not long and focused on two things. One was that it was agreed to meet Fang Zheng on the eighth day of the sixth month, which is today. Although he spoke sincerely and said "I admire Hongde for a long time and pay homage to him like thirst", he did not give Fang Zheng any room to refuse. The other thing was related to the first thing, that is, I hope Fang Zheng could save him.

Yang Lianting's life. If he said he wanted to go to Shaolin and was determined to refuse, then he would give up his figure in his life and even say it clearly that there would be a good reward in the future. Yue Buqun's mind changed rapidly and could not think of why Yang Lianting was so important to Dongfang Bubai. It is important to know that as long as people with such a martial arts as Dongfang Bubai said something and rewarded, or even wrote letters to others, they would not be able to rely on themselves. Otherwise, if you don't say anything else, how could the Sun and Moon God Sect absorb the disciples?

Yue Buqun's voice was low, and everyone in the Zen room listened quietly and could hear clearly. However, no one made a sound at this time, and he was obviously shocked by the content shown in the letter.

After a moment, Yue Buqun said, "Master Fangzheng, former director of the Demon Cult, I'll go, right now, are you really in Shaolin Temple?"

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, Ren Woxing, together with the Demon Sect envoy Xiang Wentian, and his daughter Ren Yingying, are all in the temple at this moment."

Ding Yi clapped his hands and said, "The major demons that endangered the martial arts world are all in Shaolin, and today they are all caught in one go." Zhen Shanzi nodded and said, "That's right, if you kill these people, the Demon Cult has no heads, you can't make any waves."

Fang Zheng's expression was stagnant, but he could not have thought that these two people would say such words, Yue Buqun was speechless. He knew that Master Dingyi was simple in his actions, but the Hengshan Sect had always been Master Dingxian, so he didn't care much. However, Zhenshanzi, as the head of the Kunlun Sect, had his methods of dealing with things at the same level as Dingyi, which made him feel a little amused.

Yue Buqun glanced at Fang Zheng and said, "Senior Sister Dingyi, Mr. Zhenshanzi doesn't know that there are all kinds of sects in the world, with a large number of people, and their behavior is both good and evil. It depends on the instructions of those they believe in. Now the one who can command them is the saint of the Demon Sect. If she kills her, not only will the world not be calm, but she may cause chaos. As for the Demon Sect, the doctrine is perfect, and Dongfang Bubai will die, and someone will be able to succeed the leader, and it is even more impossible to expect that he can be peaceful if he kills him."

Master Dingyi was extremely dissatisfied and said, "If this is true, then what? Since ancient times, good and evil have not been in harmony. If the demon sect cannot reform themselves, I will kill the other one. Although I am not cruel and bloodthirsty, will the leader of the demon sect come to the door of his house and find excuses to let him go?"

Yue Buqun heard that she had shifted the topic from logical relationship to conscious relationship, and knew that such remarks were invincible, so she had to stand aside and silently. Mr. Mo Da knew his intentions, smiled and asked Fang Zheng: "Abbot, but he didn't know that Ren Woxing and others would stay in Shaolin, what promise did he have?"

Fang Zheng said: "Ren Woxing's eyes are blind, and his martial arts are not as good as before. Xiang Wentian cut off his right hand and couldn't even hold the knife. In order to save the two, Ren Yingying promised the old monk that he would practice in Shaolin for ten years and restrain the heroes of the world and not cause trouble."

Master Dingyi's face cleared a little: "So that's the case. Although it is a life-saving move, if Ren Yingying can really keep her promise, it will be a blessing for the world."
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