Zhuque Academy, by the Houshan Lake.
Qi Yi and Yang Jing, who were playing chess, once again discussed the matter about Yiming from Lingshan Temple who had mastered the method of rebirth after severed limbs.
Both of them believe that if this method of regenerating severed limbs can be spread, the Nineteen States in the future will definitely become more exciting, and many people will benefit from it.
"This junior brother's master will probably become a generation of medical saints in the future." Qi Yi chuckled.
Yang Jingluozi pondered for a moment, then suddenly shook his head, "I don't think so now."
"Oh?" Qi Yi was surprised.
This was not the first time the two discussed Yiming's method of regenerating a severed limb.
Before this, everyone thought that if this method of rebirth of severed limbs could be promoted in the future, it would be a great blessing for the people of the nineteen states in the world.
Yiming will definitely be able to be famous forever because of this.
"Benefits." Yang Jing looked at the chessboard, "This method of regenerating severed limbs contains extraordinary benefits."
Qi Yi was startled, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "You mean, maybe there is a certain force that has already won over Yi Ming in advance."
"It's not maybe." Yang Jing shook his head, looked in the direction of the palace, and said softly, "In the past, Yiming was unknown. When he first came to Chang'an City, he entered the Tianlao and lived next door to Li Xianyuan. This is definitely not a coincidence. "
Qi Yi said softly: "Yiming himself doesn't have the ability to control all this."
"That's right." Yang Jing looked at the chessboard, "For many forces, we must be extremely cautious when dealing with our junior brother.
They chose to help Yiming, and it is very likely that they have obtained something from Yiming. "
Mr. Zhao Wangsun, the fourth gentleman who was fishing, couldn't help but interject: "Don't you think that Yiming has passed on the method of rebirth of a broken arm to the force that found him?"
"This does not seem so smart." Qi Yi said softly.
Yang Jing said: "If he is smart enough, he will definitely be able to live a long life."
"..."
A look of understanding flashed in Zhao Wangsun's eyes.
He stood up, looked in the direction of Zhuque Street, and whispered: "The newly built gold and silver platform fell down and killed a person."
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Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
above.
The human figurine of Emperor Wu stood in the sky, his face unusually cold. He scanned the entire Chang'an City, looking for the real murderer.
To use this method of sowing discord under his nose is to humiliate him.
"It seems that I really don't have much majesty in this life." The human figurine of Emperor Wu whispered.
He looked at Chu Xiu's back and vaguely felt the same aura as the dean.
Introverted grief, a precursor to anger.
"Too much passion will not only make the enemy seize the flaw, but also make you sad." The eyes of the Wuhuang figurine were indifferent.
As a former emperor, he knew from a very young age that a strong man standing at the top must not be bound by any emotions.
Only those who live alone are qualified to aspire to be the most powerful.
Painful?
Chu Xiu was not sure.
He was just...angry.
Step forward to the collapsed gold and silver platform.
The sweeping monk Yiming no longer has any breath, and the spiritual body in the ancestral orifice has also disappeared.
Not even a last word could be left behind.
Perhaps the last thing the person who killed him wanted was for him to leave his last words.
Chu Xiu looked at Yiming, whose flesh and blood were bruised and his soul was destroyed, and was silent.
"Master Yiming..."
Li Xianyuan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
There is probably no one in this world who respects and is more grateful to Master Yiming than him.
It was as if Master Yiming came to Chang'an specifically to save him.
"The way you feel now is somewhat similar to how I felt back then." Chu Xiu said softly, "Do you think he is the best person in the world?"
Li Xianyuan was silent for a moment, nodded slowly, and said solemnly: "In my eyes, he is the best person."
"He is not." Chu Xiu said coldly, "You think he is the best just because you haven't waited for him to deal with you."
Li Xianyuan was speechless, knowing in his heart that Chu Xiu was not talking to him.
"Actually, I didn't wait," Chu Xiu said softly, "The person I know is like a rookie who has just become a teacher. He doesn't understand the step-by-step process and doesn't know how to hold back.
He answered whatever I asked, and he spoke more and more profoundly, as if he wanted to teach me all the principles of martial arts he knew.
He didn't even think about it. If he taught me all the martial arts he had learned for half his life in three months, what should he teach me three months later? "
Li Xianyuan thought for a while, nodded and said: "He treated me the same way. He helped me recover my body at once. Not only did he not leave any behind, he also gave me two miraculous pills to replenish my essence."
"He worked as a handyman and sweeper at Lingshan Temple for decades. Although he secretly learned a lot of advanced martial arts, he didn't have much knowledge, and he didn't understand the ways of the world. He thought that if he could defeat Lingshan Temple, he would be invincible." Chu Xiu sneered, "As a result, as soon as I left Lingshan Temple, I encountered obstacles everywhere, like a fool, blaming everyone.
After five years of wandering around the world, he still hasn't made much progress.
He is obviously a strong man in the Xiaoyao Realm, but he has to hide in the deep mountains, wild forests, and remote areas to pretend to be a magician in order to survive. "
Li Xianyuan didn't know what to say for a moment.
As the former commander of the Long Yuan Guard, he has actually come into contact with many Jianghu people. Some Jianghu people are indeed very straight-tempered. If it were not for the protection of the sect behind them, I am afraid that any bandit den would be killed.
Listening to Chu Xiu's narration, he seemed to have seen Master Yiming's life.
Short and not exciting.
"Why do you want to kill him?" Chu Xiu asked.
Li Xianyuan calmly pondered and said slowly: "Maybe it has something to do with me."
"Oh?" Chu Xiu's face was calm and his voice was also very calm.
Li Xianyuan said in a deep voice: "The method of rebirth after severed limbs is more tempting than the secret book."
"The method of rebirth of severed limbs..." Chu Xiu whispered, mockingly, "How could he, a stupid monk, create such a magical method?"
Li Xianyuan said: "For a simple-minded person, his fantastic ideas are more likely to come true."
Chu Xiu smiled, "Does he have simple thoughts? In order to make me unhappy, he went half a circle to help you become a real man."
"This shows that he understands you." Li Xianyuan said softly, "If you were just a medicine man in his eyes, he would have forgotten you long ago, let alone some of the things you once said."
"Do you want me to clear his name?" Chu Xiu whispered.
Li Xianyuan understood the meaning of 'whitewashing', and he shook his head, "Now that the matter is over, Master Yiming will definitely not care what the world thinks of him.
The key lies in you. What Master Yiming cares about most is probably your opinion of him. "
"Really?" Chu Xiu stared at Yiming's body for a long time and said slowly, "He is your true benefactor. Come and collect his body."
"What about you?" Li Xianyuan looked at Chu Xiu.
Chu Xiu said softly: "I want to lie in your wife's arms and have a good sleep."
After saying that, Chu Xiu walked around the broken gold and silver platform and walked forward.
Li Xianyuan frowned slightly. It was clear that Mr. Thirteen was suppressing his emotions.
"No matter who it is, for whatever reason... you are in big trouble." Li Xianyuan whispered, knowing that this was the moment when the thirteenth gentleman of Suzaku Academy would truly burst into anger.
The entire Nineteen Prefectures might tremble because of this.
