Shen Li had a dream.
The boundless sea of clouds supports one fairy mountain after another.
There are rows of waterfalls, falling from the fairy mountain, and are scattered by the wind into crystal clear water mist.
The freshness of the air seemed to cleanse the soul. He floated aimlessly, as if time had frozen and he became a free bird.
Suddenly, he looked up and saw a Taoist priest standing on top of the fairy mountain.
He couldn't see the Taoist's face clearly, but Shen Li could clearly feel the Taoist smiling at him.
There is meaningful encouragement in the smile.
The dream is fragmented.
He raised his hands to shield himself from the dazzling sunlight and slowly opened his eyes.
He stood up and looked around the room. He saw a simple and clean wing with a faint Zen scent.
The clothes had been changed into monk robes, he put his feet on the ground and put on his shoes.
I tried moving my limbs and moving my Qi, but I didn't feel any discomfort.
The body is healthy, the energy is full, and the state is completely at its peak.
The door is closed.
The dazzling sunlight shone on the bed through the window, and the culprit who had disturbed his sweet dream just now was found.
There was water on the table, so I drank it and let out a long sigh of relief.
Carefully recalling the details of the battle with the Chaolu Realm Sword Immortal, he found that after the "Zhenwu Xuantian God's Order" was burned out, his consciousness went to that unreal dreamland.
Open the door.
It's quiet outside.
Still at Woxia Temple, the wing courtyard was not destroyed by fire. The cleaning tools were put aside step by step. Shen Li picked up the broom and slowly swept away the fallen green leaves.
The leaves are slightly yellow for some reason.
Stop.
He looked up at the old tree in the middle of the yard.
The new leaves on the old tree have almost fallen off, and a green leaf is swaying on the shoulder, held in the palm of the hand.
The veins of the leaves are clearly visible, and they are still alive, but they regard this summer time as the cold season of autumn and winter.
After cleaning the whole yard, I took a breath, stood and thought for a while, then regained my energy and stepped out of the yard.
Facing the front is the collapsed Buddhist temple.
Several young monks shouted and carried away the rubble in the basket. The basket was very large. They worked together to carry it and carefully walked down the steps to knock it down.
The door of the Buddhist temple is still there.
The words on the couplets are brown, presumably stained with a lot of blood.
Shen Li looked at the couplet and recited softly: "Buddha's Dharma is boundless. May the monks step on the lotus and gain enlightenment.
I am very lucky to be a Zen disciple. I read the sutras and listened to the bay leaves, and nodded stubbornly. "
I don’t know which Buddha or Bodhisattva was originally enshrined in the Buddhist temple.
After walking a few steps, I met an old friend I had met before.
Waisi Monk.
During the battle at Woxia Temple, Shen Li went up and down the mountain several times, but never saw him. He thought he had been poisoned, but now he saw that apart from his sad expression, Monk Huaisi's limbs were intact and his head was still on his shoulders.
Just stay alive.
"Senior Brother Weisi!!" he shouted.
Huaisi was startled, watching the young man react for a moment, "It's you!"
"It's me!" Shen Li smiled.
"I heard word from other senior brothers that there is a distinguished guest recuperating in the wing in the courtyard, and it turns out to be you!"
With a forced smile on his face, the young man asked: "Is Concubine Lan gone?"
"I don't know much..." Huaisi came closer and whispered, "Now Woxia Temple has become a hot place in Wu Dynasty. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it. I think it is best for Concubine Lan to stay for a while. After that, It’s never too late for the limelight to go away.”
After a pause, Huaisi was about to speak, but immediately shut up.
Shen Li asked: "Is there something unspeakable?"
He pointed to the top of the mountain: "The great nobleman of Kaixi City sent someone to pay homage to Concubine Lan."
"Maybe I came to see if Concubine Lan is okay."
"Alas, Concubine Lan has a difficult life. I don't know where she will go next."
The two walked side by side and talked as they walked.
Huaisi was dusty and his hands were full of dirt. He said sheepishly: "I hope the little benefactor will not dislike it. Woxia Temple has gone through this difficulty and is in dire straits. Patriarch Hangyuan resumes his duties as abbot. Patriarch comforts the surviving people." Monk, I took advantage of the situation and issued an order to clean up the mountain and the mountain within half a month."
They climbed up the stairs.
"The moon is full and then it is waning. Woxia Temple was once extremely prosperous, and once it fell, it was for the sake of the next revival." Shen Li comforted himself when he saw that Huaisi's will was general.
"When will the little benefactor leave?"
"Go to the top of the mountain and have a look."
"Well, Master Hangyuan is indeed receiving important people."
"Is it a woman?"
"good."
Huaisi accompanied him up the mountain, not talking about Concubine Lan.
If Concubine Lan is alive, the goal has been achieved.
"Little donor, there is the top of the mountain ahead. The young monk is waiting for you here." Huaisi stopped.
Shen Li said: "Brother Huaisi, go and do your work. I'm sorry to disturb you."
Without any pretense, Huai Si waved his hand, turned around and went down the mountain to continue cleaning up the ruins.
The two have known each other for a short time, but they have experienced some twists and turns together, which can be regarded as sympathy for each other.
However, after this journey, when we meet again, I don’t know what year or month it is.
The ruins of the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain, which had been swept away by the Qingyi Great Sword Immortal, have been sorted out.
A simple stone house was built. Judging from the materials, it should have been built with available stones selected from the ruins.
The door is open.
Qin Xianqing and Master Hangyuan were sitting across from each other drinking tea.
Seeing Shen Li coming, Master Hangyuan smiled slightly and asked him to take a seat.
"How do you feel, little benefactor? Are you feeling unwell?" Master Hangyuan asked with a smile. It seemed that he didn't care that the battle at Woxia Temple had seriously damaged his vitality.
The old monk in front of him was a first-grade Bodhisattva. Shen Li respectfully replied: "Thank you, Abbot, for your love. This junior has recovered and is not feeling any discomfort."
Master Hangyuan joked to Qin Xianqing: "That kid in Huaisi talks a lot."
The young man asked: "Sister Qin, how long have I been unconscious?"
"In less than two days." Qin Xianqing picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. "The reason why you recovered so quickly is because you took a Xianglu Pill."
"Thank you, Abbot."
Master Hangyuan waved his hand: "You should thank Master Qin. She offered to give you a fragrant dew pill in exchange for it."
Qin Xianqing waited for a while, but when he didn't hear Shen Li thank him, he opened his hand and slapped her.
The young man covered his head and smiled bitterly: "Sister Qin, don't we talk about two families?"
"Song Wan went to the Northern Sui Dynasty this morning. She asked me to tell you something. There are many reckless people in the Northern Sui Dynasty. Don't be like those in the Southern Wu Dynasty, who would always get into fights."
"good."
Qin Xianqing added: "Liu Qi is dead, and you have already avenged him. This matter is over. Don't be unhappy because of Liu Qi's death."
"..." He lowered his head sadly for a long time before replying hoarsely, "Okay."
"The people from Kaixi City made a compromise, and people from the palace came to take Concubine Lan back to the palace. Li Changxian accompanied her."
As for Li Changxian accompanying her, it should be Li Changxian who drove Concubine Lan back to Beijing in a carriage.
"Brother Li has other assignments?"
Qin Xianqing shook his head and said, "I don't know. When we arrived at Kaixi City, Zhao Ruyu had other instructions. Your brother Zhao has made his mark and is now in a high and powerful position."
"The clues revealed during the battle at Woxia Temple, I'm actually quite worried about him."
"Oh, are you still worried about Zhao Ruyu? Worry more about yourself. Don't be betrayed by Zhao Ruyu and still count the money for him."
"Sister Qin is serious, Brother Zhao..."
"Won't sell you?"
Thinking about what happened in recent days, Shen Li remained silent.
Qin Xianqing asked again: "Do you want to overturn the game of Woxia Temple?"
"Yes." Shen Li said truthfully, "Later I found out that there were too many masters coming to Woxia Temple to participate in the battle, and I didn't have the ability to overturn the chessboard."
"As long as you understand, people are most afraid of not knowing themselves." Qin Xianqing sneered.
"Is Prince Nanwu really dead?"
"Otherwise? The corpses will be transported back to Kaixi City and buried on a good day in a few days."
"Master Wu killed him?"
She said: "Master Wu has more than a dozen sons. It doesn't hurt if one of them dies. What's more, the prince has to die. If he doesn't die, the temple will be completely out of the control of Master Wu. With the death of the prince, a few masterminds can be 'digged out' and even implicated." When it comes to a certain prime minister, there is still a chance to regain a few percent chance of winning."
The struggle in the temple has always been life and death, and the same is true for Lord Wu, who is the leader of a country.
If you want to blame, blame it on hesitating and missing the opportunity when competing for the Eight Heavenly Dragons.
Liu Taiyuan, Jia Qiuhe, Zhao Ruyu and others, if they win once, they will win a lot of money, forcing others to take the wrong approach.
"Okay, I'm tired of fighting in the court. The situation changes instantly. Maybe after a while, it won't be like this anymore." Qin Xianqing frowned.
Guan Guan Xing Xiu was so troubled that she was confused, and besides, the intrigues and intrigues in the court of a country were fought over by you and me.
Shen Li nodded and stopped asking.
Qin Xianqing suddenly smiled and said: "You are free for the time being, go to Northern Sui Dynasty."
"good."
Not long after, Shen Li talked about the self-destruction technique given to him by Master Ghost Corpse.
"Little benefactor, if you take the Xianglu Pills from Woxia Temple, the hidden dangers of the Vajra Dragon Elephant Body should be frozen. The heretical self-destruction technique is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will damage the root."
Master Hangyuan is worried that Shen Li's self-destruction technique is too radical and may lead to greater disasters by mistake.
The young man had made up his mind, "Xianglu Pill does have miraculous effects, but... after waking up, I felt that Xianglu Pill had only temporarily frozen my destiny. There are still hidden dangers. I wonder if I have been fighting too much recently... Junior The lifespan of a person is even rarer, and the Xianglu Pill can only delay it for a long time, it can be as fast as one month, and as slow as three or four months. It is better to try the technique of self-destruction, and fall to the Vajra Realm, or there may be a turning point."
Master Hangyuan wanted to give him some more advice. After all, it was a pity that such a person born with a Vajra, Dragon, and Elephant body would go astray.
Qin Xianqing supported: "I think it's okay. Once you've thought about it, do it. Master Hangyuan and I will protect you."
Shen Li cupped his fists to say thank you.
Get up.
Arrived at the clearing at the top of the mountain.
Looking at the lush green scenery, I sat down cross-legged.
The technique of self-cutting given to him by Master Ghost Corpse is simple to say, just slash the sword towards your own realm. However, it is also extremely difficult, because it is very easy to control the strength poorly, and then you will not fall into the state. If you become a fake King Kong, you may fall to the fifth or sixth level.
Master Hangyuan saw Qin Xianqing's ugly face and knew that she agreed with what Master Ghost Corpse and Zhang Dufu said. No matter how mysterious the Xianglu Pill was, it was only a temporary choice. Even for the young man, this temporary choice, It means that the next hidden danger will break out in advance.
How can you just take advantage of something without being reasonable?
The young man used the Taoist method of controlling the sword with law.
Then he started using the heretical method of self-destruction.
Withered beauty flies high.
Whereabouts again.
Insert into the ground in front of you.
It was as if a life-threatening connection had been cut off somehow.
Suddenly.
His energy plummeted.
He clearly noticed that the Vajra Dragon Elephant Body that had been with him since birth suddenly drifted away.
He sprayed several mouthfuls of scarlet blood.
The Vajra state has become a pseudo Vajra.
His combat power was at least four times weaker.
No danger...
