"What are you going to do?" However, the next second he heard Tan Chenyue's question coming from behind him.
He turned his head, a little confused: "Aren't you going to see Master?"
However, when he saw Tan Chenyue's face, he froze a little, and he couldn't close his mouth mid-sentence.
Tan Chenyue's eyes were a little red. She bit her lower lip gently and lowered her eyelids unnaturally: "Now, we are not qualified to visit his old man at all."
"If the master's spirit in heaven sees us now, he will definitely be... very unhappy." Her voice seemed to be sobbing, but she seemed to be trying hard to hold it back, which made people feel more pitiful.
Xi Zishi looked at A Tian and felt even worse.
The two of them cuddled tightly, silently looking at their hometown that was so close yet so far away. The light gradually becomes clearer on the top of the mountain, and the clouds gather again.
"A Tian, please be patient for a while longer."
Suddenly, Xi Zishi lowered his head gently and spoke softly.
"When I repay the last kindness of the shadow master, I will ask to leave Jiuche Xiaoying forever." He looked at the person he loved the most lovingly, like a fragile butterfly, "Since then, we have stayed together. Flying together, we are at home all over the world, and we are no longer bound by any restrictions."
Tan Chenyue leaned lightly on his shoulder. After a while, she nodded slowly.
Knowing that her mood had finally calmed down, Xi Zishi seemed to have put down a burden and felt much relieved.
Taking a deep breath, he felt his head cool down. The lush Qingya Academy still stands firmly in the surrounding fog.
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For several days, I kept running around. In the mountains and jungles, Fu Yunge followed the route as fast as lightning, vowing to rescue the poinsettia.
He has taken many detours in the past few days. Just because Blackwater Sky Barrier is the secret stronghold of Jiuche Xiaoying, almost no one knows about it. Fu Yunge could only ask while walking and pay attention everywhere.
The realm of divine movement has been improved in practice, and Fu Yunge can now control it with ease.
The soil was flying, as if it had just rained in this jungle.
Permeated with the earthy smell, Fu Yunge kept his mind as one, all the energy in his body was transferred to his legs, and he didn't feel tired.
Suddenly, the tip of his nose became cold and solemn.
He stopped immediately, his eyes showed alertness, and he looked around at everything.
There was a suspicious smell of blood lingering in the air.
He mobilizes the true energy to condense and flow into the seven orifices. Suddenly, his hearing became more sensitive, and he instantly noticed a subtle moving sound coming from the grass not far behind him.
"Why hide, show up." He said calmly without looking back, maintaining a high degree of calmness.
Suddenly, a crazy killer leaped out from the grass behind. His arms were surrounded by several large silver rings, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a savage.
Fu Yunge only took one look at the dirty black cloth on his head and knew where he was.
Immediately, the three-point defense faded away, and Fu Yunge released his energy, fearless and awe-inspiring.
The man's moves were primitive and wild, and he immediately pounced on Fu Yunge's body regardless of right or wrong.
With his eyes tightened, Fu Yunge shot out his palms at the same time, which contained raging internal power. The two bodies collided, and the verdict was immediately made. The savage rolled and fell to the ground, but his eyes became more and more angry.
Those silver rings are considered his weapons. With a skillful shake, he saw two silver rings falling into his hands. He then roared and charged towards Fu Yunge.
Fu Yunge picked up a stray branch with wet soil still on it. He was swaying freely, and the unformed wind force came out casually, already quite expressive.
The wind blew violently, interrupting the savage's strange moves. He was so angry that he roared twice, no longer caring about any moves, and rushed over to fight Fu Yunge.
With a slight snort, Fu Yunge frowned, and at the same time he made a move and dealt with it calmly.
Suddenly, at the moment when the two moves were about to meet, a bronze Zen staff burst through the forest!
The savage seemed to feel a fear coming from the bottom of his heart. After a moment's delay, Fu Yunge's branch had already opened his silver ring, piercing his heart with true energy.
At the same time, the bronze Zen staff also came towards him, hitting the savage in the back of his head. Immediately blood splashed everywhere, and the savage died suddenly. With the last bit of strength, he fell to the ground.
Fu Yunge pulled away and dropped the branch in his hand.
The bronze Zen staff successfully killed the evil spirit and was immediately inserted into the ground. Fu Yunge looked at this unexpected helping hand and didn't know who it was.
But soon, the owner of the Zen staff came slowly from a distance.
Broken leaves rustled, and the eminent monk's footsteps were as gentle as a breeze.
"There are traces of ancient people on the Thousand-Year-Old Rock, but there is nothing in front of the Ten Thousand-foot Rock. The lamp is always shining brightly, and I don't bother to look for the west and the east."
Accompanied by the words of Zen, the calm figure of the monk comes step by step.
The bronze Zen staff seemed to be sensing something. It suddenly flew up, spun in the air, and jumped into the hands of the eminent monk in front of him.
The hanging lamp is clear and bright, just like the sound of Sanskrit blowing through. The eminent monk in front of him is dressed simply, with flowing robes and a compassionate face, quite like a Bodhisattva with his head bowed, but with a bit more majesty and uprightness between his brows.
"Poor monk, Hanging Deng Temple, the hanging lamp warrior monk pays homage." When the monk saw Fu Yunge, he bowed first and said, "What I did just now is very offensive. I hope the donor will not be offended."
Fu Yunge looked at him, a little surprised. Although he had heard rumors about the three religions before, he could rarely see them in the lower world. It was the first time for him to see an eminent Buddhist monk like this with his own eyes.
"It's okay. This is Jiuche Xiaoying's accomplice, and he will not die unjustly." Fu Yunge looked at the strange man who died miserably on the ground, raised his eyes and said, "I just didn't expect that Jiuche Xiaoying could win him over." Such uncivilized people.”
