Kong Zhi looked angry, and said: "Nephew Yuanzhen fought hard against evil spirits, and passed away with all his strength, how can he lie?"

Zhao Qiu sighed: "Seeing may not be true, hearing may not be true! All appearances are false. As a disciple of Buddhism, you are called a monk by others, but you can't bear the falsehood after all!"

Kong Zhi was at a loss for words for a while, before he said bitterly: "Listen to Mr. Song, can you bring this nephew Yuanzhen back to life?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Song, this villain has lost his breath and his muscles are cold! He is indeed dead..."

However, before he could utter the word "ha", he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked at Cheng Kun's "corpse", only to see sunken cheeks and raised eyes.

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly and said: "Brother Zhang, you have been studying medicine with Hu Qingniu in Butterfly Valley since you were young. In today's world, no one can surpass you in terms of medical skills. Do you think there is something wrong with this round real corpse? ?”

When Zhang Wuji and others were thinking about it, they heard Zhao Qiu say calmly: "Look at these corpses, they all have corpse spots! But this Master Yuanzhen has none! Do you think it's strange?"

Hearing what he said, Zhang Wuji and others suddenly realized.

Zhang Wuji is proficient in medical theory, and the people on the Guangming Peak are also people from the Jianghu. They have lived the days of licking blood from knife-edges all year round, so they naturally know the appearance of corpse spots.

Zhao Qiu glanced at Cheng Kun's "corpse" and sighed: "Master Yuanzhen is really scheming, and even used the turtle's breath technique to feign death! Unfortunately, the effort fell short!"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Kun's "corpse" remained motionless.

Zhao Qiudao: "Oh? Now that you've been found out, why don't you still pretend to die? I don't know if you believe it or not, but I cut off your head..."

"Cough! Cough!"

That "corpse" sat up suddenly, like a fake corpse.

Yuan Zhen stood up slowly, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said, "The poor monk is seriously injured, and the only way to heal his injuries is tortoise breathing! It's not a fake death!"

Zhang Wuji shouted: "Cheng Kun, you villain!"

Yuanzhen clasped his hands together and said, "The owner, the poor monk's former common name is indeed Chengkun!"

Kong Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Nephew Yuanzhen, are you really the previous Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun?"

Back then, after Kongjian accepted Yuanzhen as his apprentice, he did not tell Kongwen, Kongzhi, Kongxing and others the reasons for Chengkun's middle school.

Zhang Wuji shouted: "Cheng Kun, because of your own selfishness, you are so mad that you plan to kill your apprentice... You have to pay for such a blood debt today!"

At this time, Mingjiao Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and Wu Sanren also recognized Cheng Kun, and they all looked at each other angrily.

I just heard Zhou Dian say: "This Cheng Kun, earlier, sneaked into the meeting hall through my Mingjiao secret way, and attacked us! Hehe, he has high martial arts skills and deep scheming, and he took advantage of my internal strife...hehe, while he was waiting... I waited for the fight during the quarrel! I almost let him succeed! When he was overwhelmed, he admitted that he arranged it all by himself... What Mr. Zhang said is the truth!"

Cheng Kun said: "The Demon Cult is a monster with a bloody mouth! Before the poor monk became a monk, his surname was indeed Cheng Kun. Then Xie Xun is indeed my apprentice! But he made friends with people from the Demon Cult when he was young, and he did evil alone. What has he got to do with the poor monk?"

Zhang Wuji was furious, and shouted: "You actually deny it!" He was originally modest and polite, but now he was furious and wanted to strike.

This Cheng Kun was in the meeting hall, he was hit by Wei Yixiao's palm, and then Zhang Wuji broke the phantom finger.

Earlier, he had been slapped by King Yin Ye, and he was seriously injured. He thought to himself that it was far from Zhang Wuji's resistance.

Cheng Kun immediately withdrew into a group of monks from the Shaolin sect, "You spout blood! Frame the poor monk!"

Zhang Wuji pointed, "You! You..."

Cheng Kunlang said in a loud voice: "Take the thief and take the stolen goods, and take the adulterer and take the double. Just the one-sided words of you and the demon cult monster will prove the so-called crimes of the poor monk! How absurd!"

Zhao Qiu ignored Cheng Kun, turned around and looked at the Huashan School, and asked, "I don't know who is the head of Xian Yutong?"

A handsome middle-aged scribe in his forties responded, "The head of Huashan School is Xian Yutong! I don't know Mr. Song, what can I teach you?"

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