"Then Martial Uncle Puzhi used a miraculous medicine, the 'Three-Day Death Pill,' to hurry back to Tianyin. Before he passed into nirvana, he told the whole matter to my honored master, Master Puhong!" Faxiang finally finished speaking, and in his heart, he let out a breath of relief.
Faxiang kept looking worriedly at Zhang Xiaofan and said slowly, "That is how it happened. All of this was the fault of our Tianyin Temple's Martial Uncle Puzhi. It had nothing to do with Junior Brother Zhang. Martial Uncles of Azure Cloud Sect, please, you must not blame him!"
Before Daoxuan and the others could state their positions, Zhang Xiaofan's bleak, cold voice sounded softly. "Who wants to blame me?"
Everyone's gaze focused on Zhang Xiaofan once more.
Zhang Xiaofan slowly raised his head, and everyone sucked in a cold breath. At that moment, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes had already turned bloodred, and the tear tracks on his face were all mottled with blood.
In that unfamiliar laughter was endless hatred. Anyone swept by those pupil-less, bloodred eyes instantly felt a bone-chilling cold crawl over them. In the end, those bloodred eyes stopped on the monks of Tianyin Temple.
"I still don't understand?" Zhang Xiaofan's voice was hoarse and cold now, like a malicious ghost that had not spoken for a long time. The moment he opened his mouth, it carried a sinister feeling that made people's skin prickle.
Faxiang looked at Zhang Xiaofan and nodded. "Junior Brother Zhang! Please ask!"
"Since you knew the truth, why did you still come up to Azure Cloud Mountain to interrogate me about whether I knew your Tianyin Temple's 'Great Brahma Prajna'?" Zhang Xiaofan's question was also the doubt in many people's minds at that moment.
Everyone on Tianyin Temple's side fell silent.
Just then, the