C368 It Was Hard to Guard Against Thieves

Hai Jiancheng and Hai Jianzi were also in the outer perimeter of the explosion. They hastily retreated. At this moment, Hai Jiancheng had retreated the furthest away from the explosion, and he was about to reach the side of a huge red tree. Hai Pingtao had also retreated to a place not far away from them. If one were to say that the one who was the least affected by this earth-shattering explosion was Monk Tong'an... Perhaps it was this monk who had the ability to remain calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. Moreover, his Buddhist divine ability was profound. At this moment, his robe was only slightly dirty.

Hai Pingtao turned around and was about to say something to Monk Tong'an when a metal wind suddenly came from behind him. A sword stabbed straight into his back. Hai Pingtao felt a wave of bitterness in his heart. He didn't need to look back to know that... Judging from the direction, the person who drew the sword wasn't someone else. It was his second disciple, Hai Jiancheng.

It was hard to guard against thieves and thieves in the house. Hai Pingtao was extremely excited at this moment.

He had never thought that his disciple, who he had brought up with his own hands, would have such disloyalty. He actually wanted to take advantage of the fact that he was injured and in dire straits to launch an attack. However, he did not know who was supporting him from behind. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the courage to do so by himself.

Hai Pingtao hated this kind of betrayal the most in his life. He casually swung his sword. Xiangliu Ancient Sword's elegant and elegant attack arrived first, and it cut off Hai Jiancheng's arm with the elbow.

Hai Pingtao's appearance was ordinary, and he couldn't be considered a handsome man. However, when he had a sword in his hand... Regardless of whether it was holding the sword or swinging the sword, both of them gave off a feeling as if they were immortals. It was as if he had changed into another person. When he neutralized the sneak attack of his traitorous disciple with a single strike, he turned around and wanted to capture Hai Jiancheng and ask him who had ordered him to do so. When he saw Hai Jiancheng's facial expression and eyes, his heart sank.

Hai Jiancheng wasn't Hai Pingtao's favorite disciple, because he had given birth to a heavenly flower when he was young. Because of this, he had become a pockmarked face that was often ridiculed by others. This made him develop a habit of hiding from others. Even after he achieved some achievements in martial arts later on, some of his childhood habits could not be completely changed. Therefore, Hai Pingtao did not treat this disciple well. Of course, he did not treat him badly either. He just did not pay much attention to him.

Luckily, Hai Jiancheng was diligent in his cultivation, and his martial arts skills were considered pretty good among the disciples. Hai Pingtao felt that perhaps it was because he felt that he didn't treat him well that he had the intention to rebel. However, what entered his eyes was that Hai Jiancheng's eyes were filled with excitement, fear, and anxiety. However, there was absolutely no such thing as lascivious, dirty, and despicable. It could be seen that... He wanted to say something to himself, but he could no longer say it.

Under the agitation of his emotions, Hai Pingtao regretted his recklessness. Perhaps it was because he did not like this disciple from the bottom of his heart, that his misconception led to the tragedy in front of him. It seemed like Hai Jiancheng had been unknowingly controlled by someone, and that was why he had thrust such a sword at him. Hai Jiancheng's arm had been cut off by his benefactor, but there was no regret in his eyes. He only showed his reluctance to part, and then his gaze turned into a look of despair. His face had also turned completely gray, and blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose. He fell to the ground silently.

Hai Pingtao did not have time to recover from his shock and anger. He was hesitating whether he should go forward and check on Hai Jiancheng, who seemed to be in dire straits. He heard Monk Tong'an shout, "Be careful!" In fact, even without Monk Tong'an's warning, Hai Pingtao had already sensed something unusual.

Hai Jiancheng, who had just been cut off, suddenly jumped up with his sword, which was still tightly held in his hand. He moved towards his lower body from a tricky angle. Hai Pingtao did not expect that his broken hand could still use a sword. He was shocked. He no longer tried to block it. Instead, he hurriedly jumped up and dodged.

He was in the air and his vision blurred. He felt the big red tree in front of him sway. A heatwave hit his chest. Hai Pingtao was just about to raise his Qi to meet the attack when he suddenly felt a wave of powerlessness from his body. He didn't know when... He's poisoned. The heat wave came extremely quickly. Just like that, it delayed him. It was already too late.

If it wasn't for Monk Tong'an, Hai Pingtao would have suffered a heavy blow. After the series of intense battles, Monk Tong'an's eyes were still bright and clear. However, he didn't use his eyes to look around. Instead, he used his senses. That was why he was the first to notice something unusual.

Hai Jiancheng slowly collapsed. His life had passed. Monk Tong'an silently chanted sutras to help him transcend. However, in his heart, he still felt that something was wrong. It was because there was still a powerful life form in Hai Jiancheng's direction. Although Xingzang had been concealed very well, and his aura had not leaked out, however, it still couldn't escape Monk Tong'an's inner sight cultivation technique.

Therefore, Monk Tong'an warned Hai Pingtao at the first moment, but Hai Pingtao's attention was attracted by Hai Jiancheng's broken arm on the ground. He did not notice that the biggest threat was right in front of him.

Although Monk Tong'an didn't know that Hai Pingtao was poisoned, he still moved forward and faced the fiery red figure that was rushing towards him.

Monk Tong'an looked very young, about forty years old, but in fact, he was sixty-three years old. In this era, he was considered old.

It was only because he understood the world, and his dharma was superb that seemingly contradictory things coexisted with him. This time, he originally did not want to participate in the matters of the Qing and Ming, but in reality, the Qing Emperor used the lives of the monks of Guang You Temple to threaten him. At the same time, he agreed that in the future, he would use Buddhism to establish his country and grant amnesty to the world. Only when he didn't kill did Monk Tong'an helplessly agree.

It was just that when he left Guang You Temple, he had already secretly passed the position of abbot to Junior Brother Tong Yi. Perhaps this monk who had a profound understanding of Buddhism had already known something.

More than 200 years ago, the Mongols attacked in all directions. How could the monks in the temple be a match for the fierce primitive soldiers? Guang You Temple was burned down, and in the end, only a portion of the Buddha statues were preserved. And most of them were burned down. The broken wooden bowl in Monk Tong'an's hand was once the base of a Buddha statue. It was unknown what kind of wood it was. It looked tattered, but it was hard. Saber The fire was not even able to hurt it.

Because he also had to avoid the possibility of the other party using poison, Master Tong An's hand trembled. The hidden weapons that Tang Nuolu had placed in his bowl were thrown towards the other party. Then, he pressed his right hand down. The wooden bowl in his hand struck towards the other party. The Green Wood Technique that he practiced flowed out freely.

The opponent's momentum was even faster than Hai Pingtao and Monk Tong'an had imagined. It was accompanied by a heatwave. With a loud bang, it collided with Monk Tong'an, and the large pile of hidden weapons that Monk Tong'an threw at him, the Tang Sect. They didn't even manage to stop the opponent. All of them landed on the opponent's body.