The years when I was not the protagonist

Master Liao Kong's eyebrows trembled, and he said again: "Benefactor Gu, you have misunderstood the meaning of the poor monk. The meaning of the poor monk is that as long as the benefactor realizes his crimes and is determined to correct his mistakes, then you can still become a good person in the future."

Gu Chuan continued to argue with Liaokong: "Then according to Master Likong, is it a crime for me to avenge my wife and children? Is it a crime to kill others to save my life?"

"I remember there is an allusion in your Buddhist family. The butcher saw that the little monk was about to commit suicide because he killed a frog. When he thought that he had killed a pig all his life, it was even more sinful. Then, have you ever thought about why this butcher kills a pig? Instead of persuading those who eat pork, you persuade a pig butcher. Those who eat pork can pay homage to Buddha, and the one who kills pigs becomes a heinous sin..."

Liao Kong frowned. In his mind, it was Gu Chuan who had been distorting his meaning, but he couldn't refute it for a while.

Buddhists have always advised others to put down the butcher's knife and let go of grudges, but they have never persuaded themselves to mind their own business. In their view, regardless of the cause and effect of the matter, as long as I persuade you to let go of grudges, it means that I am accumulating good deeds.

"Since the benefactor Gu is stubborn, the poor monk can only suppress you and take you back to the courtyard, so that he can recite scriptures for the benefactor day and night to influence the benefactor."

Liaokong waved the cassock on his body, swung the rosary in his hand, and directly killed him. He was also a master of the master realm. Gu Chuan felt that there were as many master realms as Chinese cabbages today.

"Master Liaokong, have you ever heard of a Buddhist palm technique that descends from the sky?"

Under Liao Kong's puzzled gaze, Gu Chuan jumped up.

"Bold evildoer, I was offended the first time I saw you, you are so small, you dare to use an axe, you are a mighty Tianlong. "

He was in a hurry, not to mention his status in Buddhism, but his status and prestige in Jiang Hu was very high. Whenever he was insulted like this, he was always the only one who scolded others as a monster.

Liao Kong: "Benefactor Gu, you slander the poor monk, the poor monk..."

Gu Chuan: "Shut up, evildoer, stop talking nonsense, Dawei Tianlong, Prajna Buddhas, World-Honored One, Prajna Baba, look at my harvest of big gongs and golden bowls, Dawei Tianlong, World-honored Ksitigarbha..."

Gu Chuan stretched out both palms, and slammed huge palm prints on Kong mercilessly. Before Su Mei and Bai Liang could intervene, Kong was already defeated.

Liao Kong sat down on the ground without any image, and looked at Gu Chuan with a surprised face, "You, how can you know my Buddhist Kung Fu?"

Gu Chuan: "Fa Hai taught me."

Liao Kong: "Which master is Fa Hai? How could he teach you such a murderous monster?"

Gu Chuan: "A monk who can't bear to see a man and a demon throwing dog food in front of him."

Kong Kong: "..."

"Let's stop talking nonsense. In fact, I also agree with your Buddhist saying. If I pick up the butcher's knife, I will be a villain. If I put down the butcher's knife, I can also be a good person. Good people and bad people are only right about things and not people."

Gu Chuan directly stepped forward and slapped Kong's Tianling Gai with his palm, and Kong suddenly returned to his original nature, releasing even more powerful power.

"You guys go first, the poor monk is here to stop him." Liao Kong exploded a secret technique and prepared to fight Gu Chuan to the death.

The others had tears in their eyes and were very moved, but they ran faster than the other, fearing that it would be too late for me to confess here.

Old Demon Yu also wanted to run, but Qiao Kong dragged Gu Chuan to his direction.

Old Demon Yu yelled: "Monk dead, don't drag me if you want to die, I still want to live."

"Amitabha, benefactor Yu has committed a lot of sins, so let's go to hell with the poor monk to make amends."

Before Liaokong died, he wanted to drag Old Demon Yu to leave a good story about exorcising demons after his death, but Gu Chuan would not do what he wanted, and decapitated him with a single knife before him.

With a knife on Yu Laomo's neck, Yu Laomo trembled. Bai Liang and Su Mei had already run far away, and even if they chased them now, many accidents would happen and it would be a waste of effort.

"Forgive me!" Old Demon Yu knelt down on the ground with an ugly face.

"Take me to the blood-killing gate." Gu Chuan didn't mean to let the blood-killing gate go. Since you shot me three times, I will reciprocate.

Old Demon Yu couldn't believe it when he heard it, "Gu Chuan, stop delusional, there are still five masters in the Xueshamen, and Su Mei is just a new master, but his strength is not as good as the five Xueshamen."

"And the people who killed the family are all lunatics. If you attack him, he will use whatever means to attack everyone related to you. You are not afraid of the lonely family, but I am afraid~"

Gu Chuan was a little impatient listening to Yu Laomo's rebuttal, and pulled over Yu Laomo's neck together, widening the blood line with a knife.

Old Demon Yu: "Suddenly, I'm not very scared anymore."

……

Gu Chuan and Old Demon Yu with one arm left Sheyuan County overnight and headed directly for the headquarters of Xueshamen.

Five days later, Old Demon Yu took Gu Chuan outside a village. Ten miles away, Old Demon Yu warned Gu Chuan that this was the base camp of Xueshamen.

Gu Chuan directly turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of Old Demon Yu. Old Demon Yu was very disdainful, thinking that Gu Chuan was sending him to death, and that the Blood Killing Gate could stand for so many years, and Old Demon Yu was still very confident in the strength of the Blood Killing Gate.

Inside the blood killing gate, Gu Chuan easily broke through the guards and came to a stone house in the east of the village.

This is the residence of one of the five great masters of the Xueshamen. The five masters of the Xueshamen sit in one direction, and the most powerful sect master sits in the center of the village and manages all affairs of the Xueshamen.

These were all asked by Laomo Yu. As for whether Laomo Yu is deceiving, you will know if you have tried it.

Gu Chuan didn't care about the noise, he just broke in and saw a middle-aged man practicing kung fu inside.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, thinking that the disciple in his sect was disobedient and bumped into his residence unintentionally.

But before he could get angry, a force of the same realm rushed towards his face, and a long knife in his eyes kept zooming in.

"How courageous, you dare to make trouble in my Blood Killing Sect." The middle-aged man clasped his hands confidently, ready to clamp the long knife that Gu Chuan killed.

The middle-aged man was also a gold-medal assassin who used to be a blood killer. His pair of iron hands is also frightening in the Jianghu, so he is very confident that he can hold the oncoming big knife.

Moreover, he has already thought about how to laugh at the opponent's overreaching after he clamps the opponent's weapon.

But the middle-aged man never expected that this clamp only caught a phantom, and before he could clamp again, the blade had already sunk into his neck.

"Good~ so fast knife~"

The middle-aged man clutched his neck and fell to the ground unwillingly.

At the same time, there was a sudden commotion in the originally quiet village, Gu Chuan seemed to have touched some mechanism, and everyone knew that Xueshamen had killed a master-level master.