"Go down the mountain."
After Qin Changsheng decided to go down the mountain, he didn't hesitate at all. He directly chose to fly down the mountain.
When going up the mountain, he still needs to pay attention to the invasion of some monsters, but now that there are no shadows of monsters around him, he naturally doesn't have to worry so much. Flying down the mountain as fast as he can is the best choice.
The first thing Qin Changsheng did after coming down the mountain was to look for the paper kite.
But Zhiyuan did not appear in the nearby city. Qin Changsheng was just confused about this, not worried.
There is absolutely no danger for Zhiyuan in the Shiwan Mountain. She will not take the initiative to provoke any monsters, and there is a Holy Light God Tiger beside Zhiyuan.
With the tiger present, Zhiyuan can deal with all troubles.
However, now Qin Changsheng misses Zhiyuan a little.
The lively and happy elf beside him made him feel a sense of vitality. Now that Qin Changsheng was gone without the kite, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Qin Changsheng entered the city, prepared to pay a fee step by step, take a good rest in the city, and then return to Tiannan Sword Sect.
However, when Qin Changsheng was lining up to enter the city, many people around him were pointing fingers at him.
"Look, this man has a strong smell of blood. Did he kill someone? There are still many people."
"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. This is obviously the smell of monster blood. It seems that this person has killed many monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."
"It seems that his strength is very high, but after killing so many monsters, isn't he afraid that he will go crazy because of killing evil beasts?"
Qin Changsheng's white clothes were soaked with blood. Because he had been in the process of killing for a long time, he never noticed that he was no longer like a normal person.
In this regard, the gatekeeper of the city did not stop him too much.
Like this kind of murderous star, once he blocks it, he will be the unlucky one, and there are city guards in the city. Even if this person wants to cause trouble, there will naturally be city guards to deal with it, and it will not be his turn.
Qin Changsheng entered the city smoothly, and after entering the city, Qin Changsheng was even dumbfounded.
Pedestrians around him would avoid him when they saw him, for fear that they would be discovered.
"It seems that the murderous intention in me is too serious. I need to find a temple to take a good rest."
Qin Changsheng knew that it was still difficult to get rid of the murderous intention just by relying on his own strength, but the temple could.
The purification power in the temple can wash away Qin Changsheng's murderous thoughts.
Qin Changsheng asked where there were temples in the city, and everyone in the city pointed to a temple in the south of the city.
This temple is called Qingyan Temple, and it looks like a small temple.
When Qin Changsheng saw this dilapidated plaque, he doubted whether this temple could help him wash away these murderous intentions.
Just when Qin Changsheng was hesitant, a monk wearing a moon-white robe suddenly appeared in the temple.
"Donor, since you are here, why don't you come in?"
Qin Changsheng looked at the monk wearing a moon-white robe, with a look of disbelief on his face.
This monk looks majestic and majestic, like an accomplished master, but there is something wrong with this monk.
He is simply too young.
Qin Changsheng couldn't see clearly his cultivation level, but he just felt that this monk was unfathomable.
Others can't see Qin Changsheng's cultivation clearly because Qin Changsheng has the Yin-Yang Heavenly Evolution Technique on his body, but what about this monk?
"Donor, I know what you are thinking? Monk, I have no cultivation level."
Now the monk's words shocked Qin Changsheng even more.
How could people in the cultivation world have no cultivation base?
Without cultivation, how could this monk establish a firm foothold in the city?
The world of cultivation is not a benevolent place. If you preach Buddhism, people will feed you.
Without cultivation, it is impossible to stay safe and sound in this city.
"That's all, I'm here to wash away my murderous intention. Can Master help me?"
The monk picked up his prayer beads and pinched them a few times.
"If the donor sincerely wants to repair his sin, that's fine. But if the donor is not sincere, no temple in the world can help the donor."
"Um?"
Qin Changsheng became interested in this monk who behaved neither humble nor overbearing.
He knew that this monk was definitely not a simple person.
The killing intent in Qin Changsheng's body is now almost solidified. Normal people would avoid it after seeing Qin Changsheng's killing intent, for fear that they would be harmed.
But this monk took the initiative to greet him, and even intentionally wanted to help him wash away the sin of murder on his body. "Of course I'm sincere."
Qin Changsheng was indeed here to wash away his sin of killing, but he would not repent.
It's just a monster, just kill it. What you kill is not the cub of a monster.
Human beings need to hunt monsters whether in order to survive or to strengthen themselves.
"Donor, please come in."
Qin Changsheng was taken into the temple by the monks. The temple was as dilapidated as Qin Changsheng imagined.
The temple was overgrown with weeds and it looked like it had not been cleaned at all.
Faced with such a scene, ordinary monks might turn around and leave, but Qin Changsheng would not.
He is now becoming more and more interested in this temple.
"Master, don't you think that this dirty place is not conducive to spiritual practice?"
"Of course not. Monks believe that color is emptiness. The so-called color is not eroticism or lust, but all the scenes in front of you. All the scenes in front of you are empty, why should you care?"
Qin Changsheng looked at the monk seriously. He felt that what the monk said was somewhat reasonable.
"I also ask the master to help me wash away the sin of killing."
"Donor please."
The monk pointed to a futon. Qin Changsheng looked at the futon and fell into deep thought.
It wasn't that Qin Changsheng didn't want to sit on the futon, but that the futon was wet.
After Qin Changsheng approached, he could obviously smell an unusual smell from the futon.
This is a feminine fragrance.
It wasn't that Qin Changsheng wanted to overthink it, but it was just too strange for this smell to appear in the temple.
Besides, it's still on a futon.
The monk asked Qin Changsheng.
"Donor, do you have any questions?"
Qin Changsheng didn't know how to express his doubts.
"Master, are there any other futons I can sit on?"
"No, this is the only one here."
Qin Changsheng hesitated again and again, but finally did not sit on the futon.
"Master, maybe I have no connection with your temple, so I'll take my leave now."
Qin Changsheng decided to leave here first. The rest of the temple was easy to talk about, but Qin Changsheng was really confused about this futon.
After all, it was not good to stay in a weird place, so he chose to leave.
But at this moment, a young woman suddenly appeared in front of Qin Changsheng.
She spits orchid and her breath is charming.
"Donor, I also want to help you wash away your sins. I wonder if the benefactor can agree?"
Qin Changsheng frowned, knowing that nothing good was going to happen.
