"Chen Xiu, I'm sorry."
Chen Wu's helpless voice sounded from the inner room, with a bit of guilt on his face: "The third master's life can be saved with my 'Purple Yang Xuantian Qi'. But it is only to protect the heart, and the Dantian has been broken."
"I'm afraid a lifetime of cultivation will be wasted."
"I can only do so much..."
Chen Wu was a little ashamed.
I thought I could help, but it was only limited.
Chen Xiu exhaled slowly, with a cold look in his eyes: "Brother Chen, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'm very grateful for rescuing the teacher."
As he spoke, he frowned slightly: "Senior brother, where is my sister? Is she injured? Is she in the inner room?"
Wang Meng hesitated to speak, and slowly handed out a roll of silk and a brocade bag.
"Your sister is not injured, just..."
Chen Xiu opened the silk fabric, and the delicate and graceful fonts came into view:
Chen Xiu, Tianye Mansion has been robbed, and it is impossible for me to watch sister Yue'er get hurt. Therefore, I took her out of Tianye Mansion, and I will guarantee everything for her! You, take care of yourself. ——Shuiyue Tiangong·Wanyue
"Water Moon Palace?"
Chen Xiu spoke every word with a chill in his eyes.
The five fingers were slightly closed, and there was a surge of fire in the fingertips. The thin silk ignited in the palm and gradually dissipated.
"Water Moon Palace? Chen Xiu, please don't be impulsive. Maybe it's a good thing."
Chen Wu spoke continuously, with a look of panic on his face: "That is a big force. It is one of the eight sword sects of the 'Eight Swords passed down through the ages' in Jianghu Gejue. It can be regarded as one of the righteous ways."
"This sect only accepts female disciples and pays attention to character. Your sister should be fine."
He was really worried that he would also be affected.
After all, this person has a bad reputation as "Shura" in today's Tianye Mansion.
He kills without blinking an eye, and holds thousands of dead souls in his hands.
As he spoke, he deliberately slowed down his voice: "If Miss Chen Yue can really join Shuiyue Tiangong, that would be a good thing. After all, she is the top decent person in the world, and her family style is also quite upright, so she can avoid many wars."
Chen Xiu didn't speak, but just touched the brocade bag with his fingers.
A jade Buddha the size of a thumb fell into the palm of his hand.
The Buddha statue is exquisite, with a face full of compassion and lifelike, which is enough to show the extraordinary carving work.
It is both moisturizing and refreshing.
There is information emerging in the eyes;
[Tribute: Qingling Jade Buddha]
[Assessment: Second Grade (Extreme)]
[Comment: The token of Shuiyue Tiangong is exquisitely made and irrigated by the breath of heaven and earth, but the jade quality is relatively ordinary! 】
[Gift: Jiuyao Spirit (Part 1)]
[Refining or not? 】
Chen Xiu remained silent.
It is indeed a token of Shuiyue Tiangong, but will my sister really be safe?
She has never practiced martial arts, does not understand the method of refining qi, and is not very literate...
A flash of worry flashed in Chen Xiu's cold eyes.
In this world now, there is nothing he cares about more than this sister.
"I don't understand, but since it is the token of the Kendo Sect? Why is it a Buddha statue? There can't be any fraud, right?"
Wang Meng carefully asked the doubts in his heart.
In his mind, the way of swordsmanship was either derived from Taoist sects, or was performed by powerful warriors on the battlefield.
How did you get involved with Buddhism?
Chen Wu looked at Chen Xiu very carefully and explained patiently: "This is the special feature of Shuiyue Heavenly Palace."
"As one of the eight major sword sects, it has been inherited since ancient times. According to legend, in the land of Wuyue in the south of the Yangtze River, there was a girl who was taught swordsmanship by heaven. Using green bamboo as a sword, she defeated all the masters in the world and reached the top. Then she became a monk and entered the great sect Shuiyue of Buddhism. I am a nun in a nunnery, practicing Buddhism in secret."
"During the war period, when the Shuiyue Temple was destroyed, all demons were wiped out. Because he violated the Buddhist precepts of killing, he named himself a Buddha and practiced in Jiulu in Beiyan. Later, he established a sect, taking Kendo Buddhism as its source and emphasizing the purity of mind and spirit. .”
Buddhism?
Then maybe, it should be possible.
Chen Xiu held the finger of the little jade Buddha and slowly moved it away.
This, he would not choose to refine.
"Now that my sister has left, I have nothing to worry about in this Tianye Mansion except the teacher."
There was extreme killing intent in Chen Xiu's eyes.
The whole aura changed at this moment.
Chen Wu's face turned slightly pale.
At this moment, his heart seemed to have stopped beating.
That kind of crazy killing intent was chilling to the bone.
"Brother Chen, please help heal the teacher. I will be grateful if this is the case."
Chen Xiu spoke calmly, his eyes falling on the roster.
On the mottled roster, traces of blood were drawn.
"These are all traitorous people. They were there when we were enjoying the blessings in the past, and Master treated them well. In times of crisis, it was okay to just sit back and watch, but they actually added insult to injury!"
Wang Meng gritted his teeth, his face full of hatred: "In the future, I will make them look good!"
"It won't be needed later."
An indifferent voice sounded, and Wang Meng raised his head in confusion: "Why? Junior brother, do you still miss the friendship between the sects?"
Chen Xiu held the long red knife, the thick roster fell into his palm, and cold words rang out:
"Because they don't even have tomorrow!!"
A soaring chill surged into Chen Wu's Tianling, making his scalp numb.
Chen Xiu, what does he want to do?
...
Ye Xun was alone in the mansion, drinking wine and humming a tune, so comfortable!
With his eyes blurred, he suddenly felt a little complacent as he listened to the laughter of his distant wives and the children's play.
He was very grateful for his intelligence and ability to adapt to the changing circumstances.
After the old gang leader fell, he quickly hugged Bao San's thigh and stood firm.
Now, he has surrendered to Zhou Wenlong!
The heavy knife in front of Wang Meng was struck by him himself.
"Oh, what a pity. If Wang Meng had been killed by that knife, my status in Lord Zhou's eyes would probably have been improved, right?" Ye Xun stood up slowly, feeling a little regretful.
He only regretted that his sword was too slow and others took the limelight.
"Xiaoxue, bring your Drunken Spring Breeze. Also, throw away all the things Bao San gave you! Bad luck!"
Ye Xun shook his wine glass and muttered.
His words echoed in the huge courtyard, seeming inexplicably lonely.
"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue!"
Ye Xun shouted with some fear.
No one responded, and a gust of cold wind blew by, making him feel chilled all over.
"Tick tock -"
The sound was as crisp as dripping water, suddenly so clear in the silence.
etc--
Why is it so cold?
Isn't the door closed long ago?
Ye Xun walked out of the small courtyard tremblingly.
An extreme smell of blood rushed straight into his nose.
His wife, his concubines, and his servants all fell in a pool of blood.
The look on his face was one of horror and despair.
Pfft——
The blood-stained knife was slowly drawn out, and his daughter Xiaoxue fell to the ground quietly.
He slowly raised his head.
What caught my eye was the Shura-like figure—Chen Xiu!
"Chen Xiu, the rules of the world are: one person does things and one person is responsible!"
"Why do you want to destroy my whole family!!"
Ye Xun yelled almost crazily, bursting into tears!
"The rules of the world?"
Chen Xiu sneered, "Who made the rules?"
"Now that I have a knife, I am the rule!"
