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Another three days later, Xie Xiangcai has already completed six or seven of the Thirteen Ways of Boxing. His stance-walking skills have become more and more proficient, and his lightness skills have improved by more than a star. Now, he can easily jump up and down the wall without activating his original strength. A pavilion dozens of feet high.
One morning, Xie Xiangcai stood on the wooden stake and held his breath as usual. When the sun was high in the sky, the courtyard door was pushed open. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Yu Pu walking forward with a troubled expression on his face.
Xie Xiangcai jumped off the wooden stake, wiped his sweat, walked up to Yu Pu, and asked curiously, "Master Yu Pu, why are you looking so sad?"
Yu Pu looked at Xie Xiangcai and sighed, "Miss Liu Jiasan... I want to see you."
Xie Xiangcai was stunned and pointed at himself, "See me?"
Yu Pu nodded heavily, "For some reason these days, her condition has become more serious. She has been bedridden for two days, and she has not had a drop of water since yesterday evening. The servants of the Liu family sent a message, saying that the third lady wanted to Meet you."
Xie Xiangcai frowned and nodded slightly after a moment.
Human life is at stake, and he cannot refuse.
How could the young man not be clear about the third lady's intention? However, Wanxiang was only eighteen years old and was at her most beautiful age. He really couldn't bear to have such a girl suffer anything because of his rejection.
So Xie Xiangcai hurried back to the room, wiped off the sweat, washed up, put on a clean black embroidered robe, tied up with a belt, hung the Fengyun sword that had not been touched for a long time at his waist, and walked out side by side with Yu Pu.
Ankang Temple is located in the Third Ring Road, right in the center of Anqing City. It uses Buddhism as an important part of the city's defense formation. This is one of the pinholes of the Imperial Master's layout.
The Liu family started out as merchants. Although their family was wealthy, they could never reach the upper class in terms of status, so they could only buy a house on the edge of the Third Ring Road, in a corner bordering the Fourth Ring Road.
Xie Xiangcai and the two walked through the streets and finally came to a very beautifully decorated mansion.
On both sides of the gate of the mansion, there are two exquisitely carved stone lions with different expressions. Their bits and palms are both majestic and majestic, intended to scare away the monsters and monsters who want to enter the gate.
The two servants guarding the door looked at Xie Xiangcai and the two of them. They blocked their way with a long stick in their hands. One of them stepped forward and said in a stern voice, "No idlers are allowed in!"
Seeing this, Yu Pu stopped Xie Xiangcai, walked forward alone, and saluted with one hand, "I am a practicing lawyer in Ankang Temple, Pudu. At the request of Miss San, I will take Master Xie from the temple to visit her."
The servant Yu Pu looked around and saw the other party's clothes and face. He probably thought he looked familiar, so after thinking for a moment, he let the two people in.
The Liu Mansion is grand and grand, with small bridges, flowing water, rockeries, rugged hills, well-proportioned pavilions, and corridors running through the east, west, north, and south, all natural.
The Xie family was considered a big family in Fengxue Village at first, but now that they met, Prime Minister Xie just knew what a real noble family was.
However, the young man did not sigh too much. Everyone has his own ambitions. He touched the sword at his waist, looked at the sky above his head, smiled slightly, and calmly followed Yu Pu's pace.
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Outside the door of a room, Xie Xiangcai and Yu Pu stood silently. In just a few breaths, the young man and the monk were already sweating profusely.
Xie Xiangcai wondered, "Why is it so hot here?"
Yu Pu pondered for a moment, then looked around, saw the four formations outside the door, and suddenly said, "It's Xuanyang Formation, which is a Taoist extremely hot formation."
Xie Xiangcai was still confused, "Extremely hot? Use this formation..."
Before the words were completely spoken, the young man raised his head suddenly, and his expression suddenly changed.
Yu Pu took a deep breath and pushed Xie Xiangcai through the door.
The door opened and a wave of heat hit.
Xie Xiangcai felt like his face was burning, and his body was a little unstable under such a heat wave.
Yu Pu was as motionless as a bell, but at this moment he was sweating like rain.
Xie Xiangcai followed closely behind, walked forward, and came to the empty window. The woman on the bed looked pale and thin, with no blood.
The young man looked at Liu Wanxiang, who was wrapped in a thick quilt, and his heart suddenly went cold.
Liu Wanxiang heard the movement beside the bed and opened her eyes with difficulty. Her eyes were almost dim.
She used all her strength to tilt her head and looked at the young man standing silently beside the bed. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but unfortunately she only put on an extremely ugly smile in the end.
Seeing this, Xie Xiangcai knelt down, knelt on the bedside, and said softly, "Miss Wanxiang, are you okay?"
On the side, Yu Puyu couldn't bear it and turned his back to the two of them.
Liu Wanxiang looked at the soaked boy, holding on to the bed and barely sitting upright. Xie Xiangcai raised his hand, hesitating whether to help or not. After thinking about it, Liu Wanxiang sat up leaning on the bed.
Her eyes seemed to have rejuvenated, and she looked at the young man in front of her with a thousand words. She raised her hand and touched his cheek when he was caught off guard, and then she pulled it back as if she was electrocuted.
Liu Wanxiang's smile was actually very bright. She looked at Xie Xiangcai with smiling eyes and said in a very low voice, "Little Master... I like to call you this name... Little Master, I may not be able to wait until spring..." "
Xie Xiangcai felt as if he had been hit hard. He held Liu Wanxiang's hands firmly and said, "Miss Wanxiang, it will be fine. It will definitely be fine!"
When the four hands touched each other, Xie Xiangcai felt that his whole body was cold to the bone, and his blood almost froze due to this.
Not far away, I was chanting Buddhist sutras in silence, and everything in the heaven and earth was silent.
Liu Wanxiang's fingers gently clasped Xie Xiangcai's fingertips, but she was afraid that the coldness of her body would hurt him, so she quietly let go.
She looked up at the sky and murmured to herself, "Little Master, tell me, will there be an afterlife?"
At this moment, Xie Xiangcai was speechless.
Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again.
But if the world is suffering, don't add a young body.
Liu Wanxiang's gentle smile is like an autumn chrysanthemum, refreshing and unforgettable.
She turned to look at Xie Xiangcai, and the last concern in her heart disappeared.
The girl doesn't know why some people meet every day but never fall in love with them, while some people meet by chance but have a glance for thousands of years.
Come to think of it, this is fate.
Liu Wanxiang fantasized that in the future, her relationship with her young master might be further developed, and she also fantasized that the two of them might grow old together.
They are all illusions. After one thought, they become ethereal and void.
But at this moment, Liu Wanxiang had no regrets or complaints. Before she left, having her little master by her bedside made her feel at ease and satisfied.
Xie Xiangcai pursed his lips tightly and looked at Liu Wanxiang tremblingly. His throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't utter a word.
Liu Wanxiang gently exhaled a mouthful of snow-white mist, raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the handsome young man beside her.
"Little Master, I hope we can meet again in the next life. I don't want to join hands, I just want to see each other..."
Xie Xiangcai suddenly opened his eyes, held Liu Wanxiang's palm tightly with both hands, and poured all the original power in his martial arts into the opponent's body, trying to forcibly continue his life.
However, as soon as the original force entered Liu Wanxiang's body, it was frozen into powder by the extreme cold and dissipated invisible.
The young man's eyes were blurred, but he still tried his best to use his original power.
Liu Wanxiang smiled peacefully, just like meeting Xie Xiangcai for the first time.
"Little master...Wanxiang...I'm really happy to see you in this life..."
After the words fell, Liu Wanxiang closed her eyes, her whole head drooped, and her figure slowly fell.
Xie Xiangcai held the bed with trembling palms and tried to stand up, but stumbled back to the ground.
Yu Pu turned around at this moment, gently stepped forward and patted Xie Xiangcai's shoulder, and said helplessly, "Young Master, this is not your fault."
Xie Xiangcai stood up suddenly, opened the door without looking back, stepped on the floor tiles of the courtyard, jumped up into the wind and turned into a thread, rushing towards Ankang Temple. Create a path between them.
The young man's body fell heavily into the main courtyard of Ankang Temple. He rushed into the Medicine King Bodhisattva Hall without looking back. He shouted back the people who were kneeling around him. Then he suddenly pulled out the Fengyun Sword from his waist and used the fierce sword energy to kill the huge man. A golden statue of Bodhisattva was chopped into pieces.
The monks and people in the temple were stunned.
Xie Xiangcai's tiger's mouth was shaken by the sword energy, and his skin and flesh were torn apart, and blood flowed. However, he did not stop at all, until he turned this hall into ruins.
"Bodhisattva, please open your eyes and take a look! She is still so young, so young! Praying to the Buddha, is it useful to pray to the Buddha? If you really have eyes, just take a damn look at this world! Look at it!!!"
The young man roared at the top of his lungs and pointed his sword at the sky, causing the clouds to scatter.
In an instant, golden light soared into the sky, converging into two Dharma statues thousands of feet high in the sky.
Golden branches and sweet-scented osmanthus, nine-color phoenix.
In an instant, there were strange phenomena in the heaven and earth, and the gods and Buddhas were shocked by the layers of halls in the vast sky.
However, the moment they made any movement, the Dharma Image was blown into nothingness by a white-haired young man who quietly appeared.
The young man felt powerless, and the long sword fell from his hand, falling to the ground crisply.
He fell to his knees, covering his face and crying.
The young monk sighed and landed next to the boy, clasping his hands together and kneeling to chant sutras.
Outside the temple, it only took a few breaths for things to return to normal again.
The crowds are coming one after another.
Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees.
Life is like water, passing by in a blink of an eye, only thinking about it and keeping the evening fragrance in mind.
Everyone is a passer-by, passing by me, knowing each other means knowing each other.
