In Watson's plan, Zhu Jiu only needs to accompany him to send his sister and Xiaoyu to Phoenix Mountain.
If there is any trouble, their masters can inform Tantai Xiaoyu's family to go to Phoenix Mountain.
Not to mention, with Tantai Xiaoyu's current cultivation level, no one, whether it's the academy in Qixianling or the monks on Phoenix Mountain, can hurt her.
This guy just selectively erased himself from his memory. Judging from the fact that she still remembered Zhu Jiu, Xiaoyu would naturally remember her parents and master.
As for whether Xiao Yu can recover her memory when he leaves, and whether she will change her mind and marry someone else...
At the moment, Watson can't think that far ahead. The abyss under Wentian Peak is waiting for him to conquer. This is the agreement he made with the ancestors of Yunqi Temple.
As long as he is still alive, he will level the abyss and cut away the danger that has shrouded Yunqi Temple for thousands of years with one sword.
He wanted to learn from his godfather about the love between children.
After all, the soon-to-be master's wife has not yet married her godfather, so Watson will not be in a hurry.
He even thought about going to the world where his godfather was to see a wider world after he completed his agreement in this world.
Zhu Jiu finally waited until Watson came back. After knowing that he would not leave so soon, he was no longer anxious.
Early the next morning, I took Hua Yu and Tantai Xiaoyu to go shopping.
When the two women returned to the imperial city, the first thing they had to do was go shopping. Tantai Xiaoyu was even more excited and looked at Zhu Jiu Said: "Have I not been here for a long time?"
Ren Shihuayu explained to him all night, but Tantai Xiaoyu couldn't remember who Watson was?
In addition, after being frightened by Watson's battle with the master and the Kunlun disciples yesterday in Kunlun, in her heart, Watson was a terrifying bad guy.
But at this time, Watson was stunned when he looked at his wound.
According to his previous experience on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, as long as he soaked it with elixir and applied gold wound medicine, the wound would usually stop bleeding the next day.
But his current situation is obviously not good.
It was okay if I didn't look at it, but I was shocked when I looked at it. The wound turned black, as if it was about to rot. Watson was so frightened that he took out the knife...
Just when he was about to cut it off, a sigh rang out from the divine sea.
When Watson heard this, his hands trembled and he couldn't help but ask: "Senior, what's wrong with my wound? It wasn't this bad on Yin Mountain in Southern Xinjiang before?"
The old monk appeared in his divine sea. The old monk replied: "After all, this matter is still the cause and effect of the past."
Watson shook his head: "What was the cause and effect back then?"
The old monk replied: "You chatted with that soul for three days and three nights, and talked about seven weapons. In the end, that guy left Kunlun, but left behind an evil spirit..."
Watson looked at the black gas on the wound and was speechless for a moment.
This God of Destiny really knows how to make fun of himself. Not only did he come to Kunlun, he also came to the secret place of the past, accompanied by that terrifying evil spirit.
He also took advantage of his weakness to invade his body.
It's good now, but this thing is also affecting the healing of his wounds.
After thinking about it, I had to ask with a grimace: "Senior, I can't keep doing this and let this wound continue to get worse, right?"
The old monk chuckled and replied: "Back then, Li Xiuyuan taught you the Buddhist method of physical cultivation, but you failed to practice Buddhism. This is your retribution..."
When Watson heard the old monk talk about the past years, he remembered that he still had two volumes of Buddhist scriptures.
So he murmured to himself: "A group of brothers and sisters and I used these Buddhist scriptures as sword skills on Tianshan Mountain and carved them on the stones of Tianshan Mountain..."
The old monk sighed: "That is Buddhism, not swordsmanship!"
Upon hearing this, Watson's expression changed, and he became more and more frightened when he saw the wound on his chest. He even wondered whether he would become the terrifying look of the old man in the secret realm.
But now, he has no way out.
The only thing he can do is to find a way to solve the immediate problem first. At worst, he can slowly practice the two volumes of Buddhist scriptures given to him by his godfather later.
Thinking of this, I had to ask: "What should I do?"
The old monk replied: "If you read Buddhist scriptures for an hour every day, you won't be able to practice in this world. When your formless golden body breaks through to the third level..."
When Watson heard this, even though he suffered countless hardships under the abyss of Wentian Peak, he never thought he would be like this today.
At that moment, he asked cautiously: "Isn't it true that before I break through, this wound will never heal?"
In his opinion, the omnipotent old monk should be able to solve this wound problem for him.
The old monk sighed leisurely and replied: "The wound is a small matter, you have to think about another troublesome matter."
"What's the trouble?" Watson panicked upon hearing this.
"The news that you have evil aura will soon spread. When you attack others in the future, you will become a Buddha or a demon with one thought. You must be prepared to become the enemy of the entire Tianxuan Continent monks..."
The old monk continued: "Speaking of which, your godfather has experienced the most evil spirits entering his body. Unfortunately, he himself is also going through a tribulation right now."
When Watson heard that he was going to make enemies of the monks all over the world, he couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
He said in a daze: "I am here to eliminate the demons and ghosts under the abyss for this world, but I want to be an enemy of everyone in the world. God has been so good to me."
The old monk smiled faintly: "Speaking of your evil aura, it is still a terrifying force... It can protect you before you break through to the third level of the phaseless golden body..."
Watson took a breath and said with a wry smile: "Now that the matter has come to this, senior doesn't have a good way?"
The old monk smiled and said, "No, you can do it on your own. Remember to recite Buddhist scriptures for an hour every day, so that these scriptures, like the swordsmanship, can be engraved in your soul."
After saying that, he pulled away without waiting for Watson to ask any more questions.
Under the green pear tree, the old monk looked at the old Taoist priest and sighed: "Unexpectedly, the two of them have the same illness and suffer exactly the same way."
The old Taoist priest sighed and said: "That is Watson's cause and effect, which just allows him to see that side of the world clearly."
The old monk shook his head and smiled faintly: "It's just that in this way, he will face the enemy of the world and be regarded as a big devil walking in the world."
The old Taoist priest thought about his disciple and couldn't help but reply: "To be a hero, you must learn to face loneliness."
…
In the inn, Watson saw a golden light falling and the blackened wound on his chest gradually scabbing, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking that the old monk above the Nine Heavens did not leave him alone, as long as the wound healed slowly, so what if he chanted Buddhist sutras for an hour?
Even if he is an enemy of the monks in the world, so what?
I won’t mess with you, and you shouldn’t mess with me, otherwise no one will be able to live well.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh, and reached out to touch my head... But I was stunned for a moment, and I saw a handful of black hair in my hand...
A ray of golden light turned the murderous black energy on his chest into a sharp razor, shaving off his three thousand troubles.
Looking into the void, Watson smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, I just practice Buddhism, not become a monk."
Before he finished speaking, he remembered the days at Yunqi Temple again... At that time, wasn't he just a Buddhist disciple? In the blink of an eye, he turned back again.
With a sigh, Watson took out the Buddhist scripture copied by Li Xiuyuan, held it in his hand and read it carefully.
The days to come will be half human world and half hell.
Half god and Buddha, half demon.
…
That night, Zhu Jiu did not come to trouble Watson. Lian Huayu and Tantai Xiaoyu also went inside to rest after returning from a day of shopping.
Watson was guarding a lone lamp and read the Buddhist scripture in his hand several times.
But Jiang Yijian from Kunlun looked at
own woman
He was in a daze, and even a flash of anger rushed into his heart.
Huangfu Xiurong, who was sitting in front of him, had one palm turned black. Although there was no reaction, she looked scary.
The couple thought about it for half the night, but they couldn't figure out where this black energy came from.
Finally, Huangfu Xiurong exclaimed: "Could it be that boy from Yunqi Temple? I've only dealt with him once in the past few months..."
"it's him!"
Jiang Yijian and Huangfu Xiurong shouted in unison, and Jiang Yijian roared: "Is it possible that the old monk from Yunqi Temple taught a demon?"
"well!"
Huangfu Xiurong sighed and said quietly: "Only Master Liao Chen knows whether he is a demon or not. Could it be possible that my husband would let me go to Yunqi Temple?"
Jiang Yijian thought for a while and replied: "We'll wait a few more days to see if mother will come back. If she doesn't come back, we will have to go to Yunqi Temple."
Huangfu Xiurong thought for a moment and smiled bitterly: "That's not necessarily the case. Jiashi's Imperial City also has a temple. I will go down the mountain to find Qingqing tomorrow to see which master can understand this black energy..."
Jiang Yijian said coldly: "This kid has become possessed. No wonder I think something is wrong with him. Madam went to the imperial city to ask the second prince for help..."
Huangfu Xiurong frowned and asked, "Are we really going to be enemies with Yunqi Temple?"
"No, it's not that we want to be enemies with them, it's that kid who has a ghost. Let's capture him first and ask the elders of the imperial city to take a look. If it's a demon, we should get rid of him!"
Jiang Yijian said coldly: "Don't tell Qingqing in advance, wait until everything is concluded."
Huangfu Xiurong sighed and said with a wry smile: "Okay, I will go to the imperial city tomorrow."
…
It was late in the spring, but Watson didn't dare to sleep in. Before midnight, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and woke up.
He opened his eyes and looked at the wound on his chest in a daze.
The wound no longer oozes blood, but it will pull from time to time. The pain makes him want to curse. No wonder his mother-in-law and Xiaoxue don't want to stay in Kunlun.
It turns out that there are not many good people in Kunlun, and even the head couple are unreasonable and are just villains.
When he got up early, he leaned against the window, looked at the misty rain on the lake, held a scroll of Buddhist scriptures and began to recite.
Although his voice was not loud, it still woke up Hua Yu and Tantai Xiaoyu who were sleeping.
Tantai Xiaoyu frowned, looked at Hua Yu and asked, "Junior sister, where did the monk come from in this inn, who was chanting sutras so early in the morning?"
Hua Yu sighed and replied, "It's my brother."
When Tantai Xiaoyu heard that it was the evil man chanting sutras, he was so frightened that he stopped talking and quickly covered his head.
Hua Yu looked at Senior Sister's appearance and couldn't help but sigh quietly: "Brother, if Senior Sister never recovers her memory, what will you do?"
Watson, who was reciting Buddhist sutras, was stunned and looked at what was written on the sutra: "When a person wakes up from a dream, he will gain wisdom. It should be a classic. Once it touches the ears, he will remember it forever, not to mention not forgetting a sentence or a verse."
I was speechless for a moment.
After a long time, he murmured to himself: "Sister, I am lucky to have gained you, but I have lost my life, so don't panic."
Hua Yu thought about the day when Tantai Xiaoyu left Yunqi Temple with her, and thought about her brother going to Kunlun alone to rescue all the monks who were trapped in the secret realm...
I couldn't help but lamented: "Is it possible that my brother is going to become a monk?"
"Sister, please don't forget that when I was disabled and unable to practice, I was already a disciple of Yunqi Temple..."
Watson quietly looked at the sword spirit between the lines in the scroll, and his heart suddenly felt filled with pride.
My godfather was not the same as the evil spirit, but he finally used Buddhism to get rid of it. He practiced Buddhism in Yunqi Temple when he was a child.
Just as the old monk said, the Buddhist scriptures from back then have long been imprinted in his flesh and blood and soul.
All he has to do is use
The power of this drop of water slowly awakens it.
