Qinglong Temple received the imperial edict to execute De Fei. No one could defy the edict, in other words, whoever accepted such an edict would have to die.

  The temple that was once said to be outside the red dust has become a tool of imperial power. Looking at the abbot of Qinglong Temple, who is surrounded by an aura of divinity, Jing Yuanyuan feels a sense of desolation.

  "You not only killed Hui Gen, but you also want to kill the adults." What kind of Hui Gen would be willing to die for Wang De Fei? This old monk in front of me hasn't spoken a single true word.

  "If it weren't for the fact that the master announced in front of everyone yesterday that he would leave the temple early today and return to Chang'an, I would have definitely killed him." Jing Wannu gritted her teeth.

  Especially now it is clear that Xuanlian must have stayed in the yard personally yesterday, not to protect Pei Tan, but to monitor.

  Xuan Lian said after a long while: "It seems that I underestimated Pei Siye."

  I thought Pei Tan said he was leaving and had really given up on this case, but I didn't expect him to still have such a trump card left.

  "But you've just exposed yourself," Jing Wanyi said, seeing through the abbot's true nature even more clearly. "Because you didn't have any reason to kill the official in the first place. Even if the official hadn't discovered the truth about Prince Wang according to your plan, you still wouldn't have had the right to kill him. You dared to kill the official solely because... someone was secretly instructing you from behind the scenes, and it wasn't His Majesty!"

  Xuan Lian smiled even more warmly, his eyes gazing at Jing Wanyu's face: "You make me think of five years ago when you came to the temple to pray for your loved ones, and you were still that helpless little girl."

  Jing Wan's body felt a slight chill, her lips moved slightly: "At that time, I didn't believe in the Buddha."

  Xuan Lian stood up from the couch, his monk's robe was a withered gray color, and his face was surprisingly close to the color of his robe. He smiled slightly at Jing Wanyan:

  "Pei Temple is a young man who is very appreciated by the old monk, but the whole Tang Dynasty is the sacred master's, even if it is the Pei family's door, and the old monk's Qinglong Temple are not counted as anything." The predecessor of Qinglong Temple was Guanyin Temple, which was far from its current status. Because he was willing to become a vassal of imperial power, he rose all the way up, but how could such a greedy person be a true Buddhist? This is what the abbot of Qinglong Temple, who is known as the most famous in history, has done. He exchanged the entire temple and its interests."

  Perhaps having seen through the true face, the face in front of her was no longer kind and gentle, but instead revealed a deeper aura of death. Recalling Shen Xingwen's words that Huanlian was critically ill, Jing Wanyi's heart sank.

  "Is the Sacred Ruler you speak of referring to Your Majesty?"

  Xuan Lian smiled silently.

  She stared at Hsuan Lien and said, "The master will definitely be fine. This world is not a place where everyone is as you are, Master Hsuan Lien."

  Xuan Lian shook her head, saying that when a person is about to die, their words are often kind. But Master Xuan Lian was not like that. "Even if Pei Si Kong returns to Chang'an, he may not necessarily be able to escape unscathed."

  In Chang'an City, Zhong Zong is the only Son of Heaven in the Great Tang Dynasty. No one should surpass him, but who is behind Zhong Zong stirring up these troubles, even making the abbot of the prestigious Qinglong Temple obey him?

  Jing Wan'er suddenly thought of a terrible possibility, or rather she realized: "The one you truly obey is not His Majesty. You are..."

  Xuan Lian smiled, and in the past few days at Qinglong Temple, who couldn't see through it. Jing Wanyi's trust in Pei Tan made it hard to imagine that she was once a young girl from a family that had suffered greatly, forced to cruelly survive for five years in the palace where people were eaten.

  "Since you, Jing'niang, regard Pei Sicheng as a god, I can fulfill your wish. I'll send you to meet Pei Sicheng."

  Jing Wanyi knew that once she spoke out, she would be silenced. Her face turned pale. Xuanlian had just gotten up and moved around, already very close to Jing Wanyi. At this moment, he suddenly attacked, with a palm wind strike hitting towards Jing Wanyi!

  Pei County darted in from outside the door and blocked Jing Wanyu's path, exchanging a palm strike with Xuan Lian.

  Xuan Lian hummed and retreated a step back, although his martial arts were strong, but his body was already exhausted, he had used all his strength to try and kill Jing Wanyan with one blow, now that he was blocked, he no longer had any room to counterattack.

  The pale and withered Xuan Lian on the ground actually managed to lift his head with great effort and smiled slightly.

  "Actually left behind his personal bodyguard, it seems old monk lost another move."

  "Master Pei's cold eyes stared at him: 'Young master wants to take you, this criminal, back to the Chang'an Dalisi Temple for interrogation.'"

  The abbot of Qinglong Temple is a highly respected monk who treats everyone equally once they enter the gate of Dalin Temple.

  Xuanlian was still smiling, he had killed his own apprentice, incited his disciples to kill the officials appointed by the imperial court, and now he had struck down a weak woman who couldn't even truss a chicken, and ironically, where he fell, there stood a great merciful and compassionate Buddha.

  "I have been the abbot of Qinglong Temple for thirty years, and since then I have never stepped out of the temple gate. Born in the Buddhist door, naturally die also want to die here."

  Jing Wan'er said: "It's probably this life, you have no fate to be with Buddha."

  Having committed so many murders, is the Buddha blind? This Xuanlian never put down his butcher knife until he died.

  Xuan Lian looked at them: "You will spend the rest of your lives accompanying me in confinement at Qinglong Temple. Since Pei Si has kept you here, don't think about leaving again."

  What did this old monk say? Jing Yuanyu had a bad premonition.

  Suddenly there was a huge bell ringing in the entire Qinglong Temple. The sound of the bell came from the abbot's room of Xuanlian.

  Xuan Lian said at this time: "You two are Bai Tan's confidants, and you can cut off his arm in the end. It's considered that I didn't die in vain."

  "Jing Wan'er was both shocked and furious, but Xuan Lian didn't have time to confess."

  If she couldn't bring back Xuanlian's confession, it was better for her to stay behind rather than follow Pei Tan back to Chang'an.

  A shout came from outside: "There's a commotion in the abbot's quarters! Go and see what's happened to the abbot!"

  Innumerable footsteps surged into the Fang Zhang room, instantly surrounding Jing Yuanyuan and Pei Shouwei.

  "Master!" An old monk warrior cried out in surprise at seeing Hyouren's current state.

  Xuan Lian slowly closed his eyes on the futon, and all the monks in Qinglong Temple were shocked to the extreme.

  Xuanlian was originally short-lived, and he sacrificed one life to trap Jing Wanyan and Pei Shouwei here.

  Look at the three old monks with a face full of murderous aura closing in: "You actually used such despicable means to harm our temple abbot, even if Buddhism does not kill, today you will have to pay the price of blood!"

  Seeing so many monks, and with a glance, there are countless monks who have heard the news rushing over.

  Even if Pei Shuaiwei is Nezha's reincarnation and has three heads and six arms, he probably still can't do anything about it.

  Jing Wan'er's mind turned around anxiously for a moment, then she suddenly took a step forward and pulled something out of her sleeve. The thing was thrown onto the ground in front of that group of monks.

  The monk halted his footsteps.

  Jing Wan'er said: "The wisdom root you've been thinking about is actually being killed by Xuan Lian, this wooden fish is the evidence, open your eyes and take a good look."

  On the wooden fish that had been fumigated by Jing Wanyu, in addition to the bright red blood that revealed her wisdom root, there were also five thick and black finger prints.

  The width of that fingerprint is clearly not owned by a woman like Wang De Fei. The thickness of the palm has already revealed who the owner of this hand is.

  The leading martial monk widened his eyes: "Impossible..."

  Whether it is possible or not, the fact is before their eyes.

  Jing Wanyi stared at the monks: "As the head of the Dalisi Temple, it is your duty to capture the real culprit and bring him to justice. Are you trying to obstruct the Dalisi Temple's investigation?"

  The monks' eyes all fell on Jing Yuanyuan.

  Jing Wan'er actually knew the current situation. Only by intimidating these monks could she and Pei Shuaiwei possibly leave safely.

  Pei Shuaiwei stood beside Jing Wanyu, coldly watching the group of monks. In his eyes, these people wearing monk robes were no different from those vicious and evil bandits, all relying on their power to bully others and trample human lives.

  That monk suddenly revealed a cold smile to Jing Yu'er: "You, this wicked woman, have brought disaster to Qinglong Temple. If I don't capture you today, I won't be able to justify myself to the abbot's spirit in heaven."

  Before Jing Wanyu could react, the monk lifted his foot high and instantly crushed the wooden fish into powder!

  Jing Wan's face had lost all its color, and her chest was heaving violently.

  That group of monks began to close in once again; this time, it was clear that nothing would be of any use.

  Jing Wan'er muttered to herself: "Pei Xian, you go first." Pei's guard might still have a chance to escape, but she wouldn't be able to today.

  Just then, Pei Shuai suddenly threw out the sword in his hand, and the blade grazed the monk's cheek, pinning him to the wall behind.

  Such provocation thoroughly enraged the monk, his face twisted in a scowl.

  Pei Shuaiwei raised his right hand, revealing the thing in his hand: "Your Majesty has personally decreed that the Dali Temple will send the accused to the palace for Your Majesty's personal trial. You... Qinglong Temple, are you determined to defy the imperial edict?"

  That yellow scroll is actually an imperial edict!

  The faces of those monks were different from before, and this time their fear was genuine.

  Especially those monks who were in charge, suspicious gaze on the sacred edict in Pei Shuaiwei's hand, the more they stared at it, the more they died.

  Pei Shuaiwei flipped his hand and handed over the imperial edict, his expression even colder: "You want to verify the imperial edict personally. Now that you've verified it, I can return to Chang'an to report to His Majesty. You, Qinglong Temple, are guilty of treason for detaining the Emperor and not putting His Majesty in your eyes, from the abbot down."

  The faces of those monks turned even whiter. One elderly senior suddenly grasped the martial monk's arm: "You must not be presumptuous..."

  Pei Shuaiwei's hands were held flat, but none of the monks dared to take the imperial edict from his hands to verify it.

  The old monk who had been blocking the way slowly stepped forward, his hands clasped together: "Amitabha Buddha, the abbot has passed away suddenly, and everyone in the temple is unstable. Two donors... it's better to leave quickly..."

  However, Xuanlian's corpse was already dead and could not be brought back to Chang'an for interrogation.

  Jing Wan'er and Pei Shi Wei exchanged a glance.

  ——

  In the Zichen Hall, Zhongzong's face was getting increasingly unpleasant. He interrupted Pei Tan: "Enough, I don't want to hear any more."

  No one would want to hear about such things again.

  Even if the case of Qinglong Temple was caused by Zhong Zong's own hands, it was a setup from the beginning.

  "You think that if I were to kill you now, it would be just what those people want?" Zhong Zong said coldly. "Pei Tan, your nerve is quite big."

  No emperor dared to admit that he was being manipulated as a puppet in his actions.

  Paei Tan fell to the ground, he didn't say a word, and his seemingly submissive appearance made the emperor opposite him even angrier.

  Xuan Lian appears to be obeying the emperor's order to kill Wang De Fei, but he wants Pei Tan to die, which is completely unreasonable, because Emperor Zhong does not want Pei Tan to die.