The mountains are clear and the road is difficult to walk.
Since ancient times, there have been many dangerous roads in the green mountains.
Above the green mountains, there are only a few roads that are easy to follow, let alone other narrow paths.
However, the path taken by the monks of Faqing Temple is not even a sheep's trail, but is simply an animal path, because this is the path found by two animals.
Although Liaoyuan and Guixue just came up the mountain from here, they were both small and came up on two spirit beasts, so they didn't have to walk by themselves at all. There are now more than ten monks in Fajue Temple, only three of whom know some meager martial arts, and the rest are all weak monks who have no power to bind a chicken.
They were naturally miserable walking on this path. But they also knew that if they wanted to go down the mountain from the front, they would be intercepted by Songshan Sect disciples, so they had nothing to say. Besides, others came to save them out of good intentions, so they certainly couldn't blame them.
After walking like this for a long time, I didn't go very far.
"There is a fairy on the mountain!" A monk suddenly looked back and exclaimed.
"What fairy? Even though people from the Songshan Sect are chasing you! Why don't you leave quickly!" Another sharp-eyed disciple just patted the head of the man just now.
The man was reminded, and then he realized that it was indeed a disciple of the Songshan Sect who was chasing after him, but there was only one person, a beautiful fairy dressed in white like snow, cold and frosty.
However, even though there was only one person, the woman was very skilled in qinggong. She seemed to be flying with a sword, and she chased her straight from the mountain. At first glance, she was a master.
After seeing Yuan Yuan, he just let everyone go first, while he turned around to block the woman.
The woman saw Monk Yuan from afar, but didn't pay much attention. Because he didn’t know De Yuan either, he thought he was just a monk from Fajue Temple.
Just when the woman was about to catch up, the young monk suddenly picked up a five hundred kilogram boulder in his hands and threw it towards him like a clay ball.
Mo Xin immediately knew that this little monk was one of the two blood-raised boys Dushouxia mentioned, and he was the stronger one. Mo Xin came lightly, turned around in mid-air, and flew on top of the boulder. With a tap of her toes, the boulder immediately fell down the mountain under the force.
Liao Yuan picked up another stone, this time it was slightly lighter, about two hundred kilograms, but instead of throwing it towards Mo Xin, he flew up and used the boulder as a weapon to sweep towards Mo Xin. Mo Xin saw how powerful this little monk was, so she didn't dare to be careless. The sword suddenly slashed diagonally and hit the boulder with a clang, but only made a sword mark. Because the stone is too hard, the sword cannot split it at all.
Mo Xin then struck out with another palm, but it just hit the boulder. With a "boom", the boulder was split in half by the force of Mo Xin's palm just from the sword mark.
After realizing the fate, he didn't care and punched Mo Xin again. Mo Xin knew that the opponent was very powerful, so she didn't dare to attack him head-on. She jumped forward and pointed her sword straight at Yuan's back.
Liao Yuan punched the air, and Qing Zhi knew something was not good. He had not learned any martial arts under Master Wuchen before, but it was only because of the burst of wild divine power that he became very powerful.
Originally, he and Guixue could not control these two blood-nourishing powers while awake before this. It was only after Baoli sucked away most of their power and asked Tang Zhong to take them up the mountain to learn the Shaolin Temple's Heart Purifying Mantra that they gradually mastered the normal use of these two divine powers.
In fact, it is very simple. The monks of the Shaolin Temple use the Purifying Mantra and various Buddhist scriptures to slowly eliminate the hostility in the two people, so that they can gradually control the potential of their bodies. Although the power at this time is no longer as powerful as when nourished by blood, it is still very powerful as long as it is used normally. If they are not captured and raised by Kidaozi again, they can gradually return to the right path.
Although Liaoyuan is extremely powerful, it is nothing more than that, and his martial arts is really average. If he fights with a master like Mo Xin, he will suffer losses if he doesn't make ten moves.
Mo Xin stabbed his back with a sword at this moment, and he was unable to dodge for a moment.
However, just as he was panicking, his body suddenly became light, as if he was being lifted up in the air, and he quickly escaped from the range of Mo Xin's sword energy.
There was a loud "crash" sound, and a big tree on the hillside was cut directly by Mo Xin's sword energy and rolled down the mountain.
Liao Yuan looked up and saw that it was a great Zen master from the Western Regions, whom he did not recognize. Although Liao Yuan has been in Shaolin Temple, he is practicing Buddhism in seclusion and has not met Zen Master Xiu Ku.
"Thank you, great Zen master!" Liao Yuan said politely.
"Little monk, hurry up and chase your friend. Leave this girl to me." Zen Master Xiu Ku arrived just in time, otherwise Ling Yuan would have been injured.
"Okay." Liao Yuan said and walked along the path.
"Do you know the way?" Master Xiu Ku asked.
"I recognize it."
When Mo Xin saw the young monk leaving, he didn't dare to chase him because he knew the old Zen master. He was the great Zen master who cultivated hardship even his master was afraid of him.
"The great Zen master came so quickly!" Mo Xin's tone was cold, as if she would never smile in this life.
"Haha! Little girl, you came faster." Zen Master Xiu Ku, who has always been a cheerful and optimistic person, only replied with a smile.
"Master is an eminent monk from the Western Regions. He shouldn't be involved in the disputes in the Central Plains martial arts world, but why did he get involved?" Mo Xin's tone became colder and colder, as if there was a chill all over his body.
"When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. Isn't your master originally a person with no desires? Why did he suddenly become ambitious?" Master Xiu Ku said with a smile.
Mo Xin's body was even colder at this time, as if her body was really like ice. Zen Master Xiu Ku stopped talking because he found that the little girl was already gathering momentum.
When masters compete, momentum is very important. The one who gains the upper hand first will have the upper hand and will be more likely to win. Chan Master Xiu Ku had already seen Miss Mo Xin's two senior brothers Hua Qian and Qing Qian, but Chan Master Xiu Ku didn't look down on them at all.
The two of them were not only impetuous, but also had huge flaws in their martial arts. They also only knew how to attack and risk their lives blindly, but did not know how to defend strongly. A true master must not only have devastating offensive abilities, but also have watertight defensive abilities. Because you can't always gain the advantage and have the upper hand. When you are at a disadvantage, you must have enough ability to protect yourself so that you can find the opportunity to turn defeat into victory.
It was obvious that Mo Xin's two senior brothers did not know this truth at all, or even had no awareness of it at all.
However, before this little girl Mo Xin took action, Zen Master Xiu Ku had already seen that this little girl's martial arts was already far superior to his two senior brothers.
Whether it was martial arts or scheming, his two senior brothers were completely incomparable.
It's no wonder that Mei Guanlie loves this female younger brother very much, because she is indeed better than others.