When Mu Nan was carried out by Zhi Lv Tang, he had already passed out.
The legs were hanging down.
Like a dead dog.
He believes that only by putting on this look can he appear to have withstood the storm.
Even the two young monks were full of praise for him:
"Uncle Master not only sings well, he also acts well."
"Uncle Master's performance was not exaggerated at all. Those who didn't know better thought he was really whipped twenty times."
Mu Nan felt that they were right.
Xie Huaiwei did what a Taoist monk should do.
Strong and decisive.
He rejected Xie Huaigu's offer to carry Mu Nan, and also rejected the enthusiastic offers of stretchers from the disciples.
She chose to walk back to Yiniao Peak with him on her back.
This looks more like a true reflection of a Taoist monk.
only……
After walking less than a hundred feet, she felt something pressing against her.
A woman like her who is extremely enlightened immediately knows what the man behind her, who is like mud, is thinking.
"Do you believe I castrated you?"
Mu Nan said nothing.
His body pressed against hers.
The hot breath she exhaled was three times higher than usual and blew against her ears.
Itchy.
Her heart was also filled with excitement at this moment.
The body becomes softer.
In fact, Mu Nan also wanted to control the evil fire in his heart.
However, Xie Huaiwei's body was as soft as catkin, and his hands hung on her like a dead man, "as soft as butter".
Inevitably there are some light touches.
Those images that were not suitable for children immediately flashed in his mind and he couldn't get rid of them.
He felt that some of the physical reactions were normal stresses that men and women should experience.
What's more, the current weather seems to be cold in spring, but in fact the water in the spring river is warm.
It's mating season for animals.
Those huffing and puffing sounds are the best response to the ambiguity of the moment.
…
Qiu Shui lives in a separate courtyard.
Outside the courtyard, there were crowds of disciples who came to visit.
Without exception, Xie Huaiwei rejected them one by one because the Taoist couple needed to rest.
When only she and Mu Nan, who was still motionless with his eyes closed, were left, she said with a hint of sarcasm:
"Everyone is gone, why doesn't Uncle Pastor open his eyes?"
"Hehe!" Mu Nan smiled and scratched his back, causing pain: "Hey! I still got a whip."
Xie Huaiwei raised the corner of her mouth, as if she saw him grimacing in pain, and all the resentment she felt just now disappeared.
He began to wonder: "Elder Gu is so upright and yet shows mercy. It is indeed beyond our expectations."
"Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect."
Mu Nan lay on the bed and said with emotion: "Long Zhantian died to clarify his ambition for the honor of Jiuyimen. He deserves mercy from Zhilu Hall."
"Then I have to talk about Uncle Master's righteousness." Xie Huaiwei said and took it over: "What did Uncle Pastor think at the time?"
Mu Nan sighed: "I didn't think about anything, I just felt that some things still need to be protected."
Xie Huaiwei seemed to be thinking, and was speechless for a long time. Her eyes looking at him became extremely soft.
The major cultivation of the Dan Formation Realm is placed in the Jiuyi Gate.
But he did something upright.
She even had the illusion that all the monks had taken off their armor, but not one of them was a man.
"Thank you, nephew, please leave the room. I need to take off my clothes to heal my wounds."
When Mu Nan interrupted her emotion, he struggled to get up and his eyes collided with hers.
Xie Huaiwei seemed to have been hit in the heart, as if he was pretending to be a deer.
She shyly withdrew her tenderness and turned into her usual unfazed appearance, saying:
"Uncle Priest, please heal your wounds while Huaiwei is waiting outside the hospital."
"That's not necessary, Huang Xiao will definitely come over."
"Huang Xiao went to build the foundation." Xie Huaiwei turned to say: "With me guarding you, doesn't it look like a Taoist monk?"
Mu Nan smiled slightly.
After being whipped by the law, you still have to cooperate with others in performing the role of a woman and her husband.
Sure enough, a thousand spirit stones are not so easy to earn.
"Then I'll bother my nephew."
"Uncle Master was so seriously injured that he will not be able to see guests for more than a month."
The meaning of the reminder in Xie Huaiwei's words is self-evident.
Then he gently closed the door.
Mu Nan looked at her back and murmured:
"Being able to take charge of the Jiuyi Sect in the Dan Formation Realm is considered a blessing for the Jiuyi Sect."
In her opinion, perhaps this warning meant that he should rest, but maintaining the majesty of the Jiuyi Sect's Law Enforcement Hall accounted for more factors.
For the next month or so, Mu Nan never left the gate.
Take the opportunity to consolidate your cultivation in the Dan Formation Realm.
When I had nothing to do, I looked through the small window and watched Xie Huaiwei's monotonous words to discourage the disciples who came one after another to express condolences.
He wanted to tell her that there was no need to stop the female nun.
In the end, nothing was said.
However, when I saw that the small courtyard was filled with all kinds of healing and tonic elixirs, I felt itchy in my heart.
Fortunately, the "loyal" little bamboo woke up from his long dream.
He got out of the spirit beast bag on his own and robbed it in the yard.
No matter what kind of elixir, he swallowed it without any taboo.
I ate for three days and three nights until my stomach was full.
Then he held on to the wall and awkwardly got back into the spirit beast bag.
"Look at the spiritual beasts raised by others. They are fighting enemies and charging into battle. Look at you. They only eat and sleep."
Mu Nan picked up the spirit beast bag and said angrily: "It's just a gold-eating beast."
"Senior Brother Han, Mu Nan is still recovering from his injuries, and his movements are quite inconvenient..."
Xie Huaiwei's voice reached the room, and Mu Nan quickly put away the spirit beast bag and shouted outside the courtyard:
“There’s really no need to stop this!”
The purpose of Han Yuechang's visit to Qiushuiju Villa was certainly not for a visit.
Han Yuechang may not even know that he was whipped.
The purpose of his coming is nothing more than to have the Taoist weapon completed or the Taoist tool unfinished.
No matter what the reason was, Mu Nan couldn't wait in her heart.
"Isn't this good?"
Han Yuechang sidestepped Xie Huaiwei and pushed open the door with an arrogant expression.
"Han Zi, look at your happy face, has the Taoist weapon been completed?"
"Where does this song come from, The Beauty in the Golden House?"
Mu Nan did not have the leisure and elegance to accompany him. He only cared about whether the pile of materials was in vain:
"Let's talk about something as important as a sermon!"
Han Yuechang's arrogance raised his eyebrows again:
"With the Qiankun Furnace in hand and my astonishing weapon-refining skills, it's hard to do it!"
After saying that, he proudly took out a ten-inch "coffin" and handed it over.
Mu Nan's eyes changed from surprise to panic.
There is still a little bit of disbelief.
"Hanzi, did you build a coffin for me?"
Han Yuechang scratched his head in embarrassment: "Originally, I wanted to make it the same size on both sides so that it wouldn't look so conspicuous. But I didn't have enough materials, so I had to use them sparingly."
"Impossible! There are so many materials!" Mu Nan screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on, leading Xie Huaiwei into the room.
She also showed a very puzzled expression: "Coffin?"
"It failed the first time, but it lived up to expectations the second time!" Han Yuechang explained nonchalantly: "The appearance is just a skin, the most important thing is the function!"
Mu Nan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hesitated whether to take the "coffin".
Although he only received one whip, he was still recovering from a serious illness.
Being sent a coffin was really not a good sign.
At this point, I just hope that this coffin can have some eye-catching functions.
"Besides defense, what else is special about it?"
"Brother Nan, please let the Taoist weapon recognize its owner, and I will tell you in detail." Han Yuechang said mysteriously, and added: "My master may not be able to refine such a perfect Taoist weapon!"
Mu Nan was a little reluctant, but thinking that it was a Taoist weapon after all, he reluctantly squeezed out a trace of blood essence and dripped it on the Taoist tool.
I saw the light of the "coffin" flowing, and the talismans and seals slowly spread out like patterns.
At the head of the "coffin", the word "Shou" is very conspicuous.
"Han Zi!" Mu Nan said in shock: "Have you felt the cold wind blowing!"
Han Yuechang curled his lips and said, "Brother Nan, carefully appreciate the mystery of the Soul Gathering Coffin!"
"Soul-gathering coffin?"
"Yes, it's called the Soul Gathering Coffin!"
"So, you admit it's a coffin?"
"Only this shape saves the most materials and can maximize defense!"
Han Yuechang is full of confidence:
"The soul-gathering coffin can withstand the full blow of a powerful person in the tribulation stage, but you are unscathed! If you are at the same level, it is almost impossible to break through its defense!"
"Oh?" Mu Nan became interested when he heard what he said:
“If the defense can really reach this level, it’s acceptable to have an ugly appearance.”
"The reason why I named the soul-gathering coffin is because I carved the soul-gathering runes on the Taoist artifact!" Han Yuechang continued to explain: "In the future, as soon as you lie down in the soul-gathering coffin, your soul will be nourished! How about, Not bad right?"
Mu Nan said in horror:
"Want to lie down?"
