Everyone looked at each other in surprise.
Ruhua asked: "But the news we got is that you..."
"Is it true that a poor monk enters the tiger's mouth?" Monk Miaoxiu smiled slightly. The curved upper lip and the slightly upturned lower lip arched a kind of indescribable charm, embedded in his slender face. , It is a leisurely look.
"That's thanks to the warning from Senior Brother Shentai, the host here."
"Amitabha! Junior Brother Miaoxiu is admirable." An old monk in gray robes and khaki cassock saluted after hearing the words, "Although Wenshu Monastery and Dachan Temple belong to different sects of Buddhism, they are both disciples of Buddhism. , how can you stand by and watch that villain defile the Buddhist gate..."
Seeing that everyone was curious, Monk Miaoxiu explained: "Brother Shentai is an eminent monk of the Jushe sect of Theravada Buddhism, together with Master Puguang of Nanjue Temple in Yangzhou and Master Fabao of Baoshu Temple in Qizhou. .”
There are tall people in the deep mountains.
Unexpectedly, in such a monastery in the primitive forest, there are still masters at the same level as the suzerain of the Jushe sect, and everyone hurriedly got up to salute.
Monk Miaoxiu sighed, looked at Manjusri Bodhisattva, bowed deeply, and murmured: "This time, you have suffered. I hope that Master Ye's means, combined with the magical effect of the 'Fuchan Ointment' of our Great Chan Temple, can achieve the same effect." effect."
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan was already sweating profusely, and Meng Yuanyun in front of him was completely unconscious. This was to prevent inadvertent shaking from affecting the progress of the operation.
Ye Qingxuan used the "silver needle crossing acupoint" swimming needle technique, a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair was pierced into Meng Yuanyun's heart veins, and kept wandering, and Ye Qingxuan even used the "Ning Jing The poison of "grass" makes up for the damage to Meng Yuanyun's heart.
Back then, Duan Sanshi used this method to cure Ji Wanting's heart disease.
People who have taken the poisonous herb "Ning Jingcao" will produce a jelly in the blood, which will block all the blood vessels in the heart, but the formed substance is not a thrombus, but a white and transparent thing. The composition is similar to that of blood vessels.
Ye Qingxuan used the "Sheng Sheng Hao Hua Pill" to protect his heart veins, and poured a large amount of "Fu Chan Ointment" to maintain his life energy, so that he would not die due to excessive bleeding and other symptoms.
Ye Qingxuan forced these substances near the heart, and gave silver needles to release the poison of the "Ning Jingcao" near the heart little by little. These substances that can block the blood vessels of the heart will stay in the damaged heart because of the small amount. To make up for the damaged arteries, to put it bluntly, it is a kind of "vascular bridging".
Ye Qingxuan pressed his fingertips on Meng Yuanyun's chest, controlled his stellar energy to connect the broken blood vessels first, and then controlled the silver needles in his body with extremely delicate operations, and slowly cast them. The blood that was originally pierced by Yan Wuchang's sword, Slowly repair and bridge.
Nearly a day later, Ye Qingxuan's closed eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, with a fingertip, a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair came out of his body, was pinched between his fingers, and was solemnly put back. Inside a small box.
Ye Qingxuan always carried these things that could save lives at any time, just in case.
After the operation, Meng Yuanjun's breathing became much smoother. With the help of Fuchan ointment, as long as he rests more, the broken heart can fully recover within a month.
Walking out the door, Miaoxiu and the others had been waiting for a long time.
Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "There is nothing serious about it, but Meng Laoliu can't do anything for two months, and he needs a lot of pills to speed up his recovery."
"It's good that people are not dead!" Nie Xingxie said flatly.
Ye Qingxuan nodded, then turned to Monk Miaoxiu and said, "I'm sorry for the trouble, my brother can't travel long distances, so we can only rest here for a while."
Miaoxiu said: "No problem at all. The poor monk has already greeted Senior Brother Shentai. Benefactor Meng can rest here, it's very safe..."
"So, thank you."
Ye Qingxuan looked at the green hills and pines outside the temple, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, most of the day's fatigue disappeared.
"The traitor in the Dachan Temple has been killed by Master Ye. The poor monk is very grateful on behalf of the Dachan Temple. I don't know what the benefactor will do next?"
"What's the master's plan?" Ye Qingxuan asked without answering.
Miaoxiu stepped forward two steps slowly, parallel to Ye Qingxuan, looked into the distance, and said indifferently: "Since the demon gate has calculated its thoughts on the poor monk, the poor monk will naturally not sit and wait for death. Zen temple, report everything here to the abbot... Brother Wu Nian used to slay demons and slay demons. Before Senior Brother goes to Luodu, it is better to make a plan in your heart."
Ye Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment, and noticed a key point in his words, and asked suspiciously: "What? Is Zen Master Wu Nian going to Luodu?"
"Amitabha, that's exactly the case." Miaoxiu was also startled, and wondered: "Why? Donor Ye doesn't know yet? September 9th Chongyang is approaching, Lin Nanxuan, the owner of Lingyun Palace, suddenly issued a summoning order, ordering the 'Twelve Elders Council' to It will be held in Luodu at the beginning of the month, and the heads of all factions must be present."
"The top ten factions gathered in Luodu? For what?" Ye Qingxuan was taken aback.
"I don't know the specifics. But the influence of the Twelve Elders' Association cannot be underestimated..." Miaoxiu said solemnly: "If more than half of the sect representatives among them agree to something, then the entire ten sects must do it, otherwise it will be The enemy of the rivers and lakes, the other big factions have the right to eradicate him. Even if the Dachan Temple is the head of the top ten factions, it is powerless to resist."
Ye Qingxuan asked: "Since the 'Twelve Presbyterian Council' is so powerful, why hasn't Fengyi Pavilion taken advantage of it to deal with us?"
"Because the top ten factions did not have more than half of the votes before, even if Fengyi Pavilion tried its best to fight for it, with the suppression of Lingyun Palace, it would not be able to get half of the seats to oppose. In addition to the two hard-core allies, they also received the support of Dragon and Tiger Daomen, Rulin Academy and Sushang Palace... "
"What? How could Dragon and Tiger Daomen and Confucian Academy listen to Fengyi Pavilion? And how could Sushang Palace support Fengyi Pavilion?" Ye Qingxuan had an expression of disbelief. Master Xuanhua, the former head of the Dragon and Tiger Taoist sect, lost the ability to speak, and also lost the ability to defend and correct. Now he has a group of personal disciples who escaped from Dragon and Tiger Mountain and stays in Xiangyang City to recuperate. But why did Sushang Palace, a hard-core ally, suddenly turn around
"Why doesn't Master Ye even know about this news? Just half a month ago, Master Jing of Sushang Palace was seriously injured by a sneak attack, and his life and death are unknown. The elders of the faction have appointed Qiu Bing'e as the head of the sect."
"Ice Fairy" Qiu Bing'e!
Ye Qingxuan frowned, and asked: "What about Mrs. Jingyi and the others?"
"I have been ordered to be expelled from the division!"
Ye Qingxuan suddenly became dumbfounded.
The news of her group was too closed. Zhuo Huifan not only wanted to deal with the Eagle King in Jingzhao Mansion, she had already started to deal with all the characters she wanted to eliminate.
"Since this is the case, we need to speed up our schedule. We can't let Fengyi Pavilion control the top ten factions while eliminating opponents like the Eagle King. The master wants to return to the Great Zen Temple, so why not go with us. When we arrive at Jingzhao Mansion , follow the Wei River straight into the Yellow River, and soon reach Zhongzhou."
The Dachan Temple is located three hundred miles southeast of Luodu in Zhongzhou, facing Luoshui in the middle, not far away.
"This..." Miao Xiu not only hesitated.
Although Ye Qingxuan was obviously hostile to Fengyi Pavilion, he really couldn't come up with conclusive evidence to prove that all of this was a conspiracy of Fengyi Pavilion, especially for sects like the Great Chan Temple, no matter how reasonable the guess was, there was no Before seeing the facts, it is absolutely impossible to directly conflict with Fengyi Pavilion.
Ye Qingxuan sighed with difficulty, and said, "Master, is he worried about Fengyi Pavilion's reaction? Getting closer to us will definitely affect Fengyi Pavilion's judgment on the lineup of Dachan Temple. And Dachan Temple is so close to Luodu , once they feel that there is a threat to them, I am afraid that the Great Chan Temple will directly face the attack of Fengyi Pavilion's forces... "
Monk Miaoxiu had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Benefactor Ye, you know everything...Although the poor monk intends to slay demons, the identity of Fengyi Pavilion cannot be determined. Dapai also called Huya, and any actions of Dachan Temple have to be cautious!"
Ye Qingxuan nodded in understanding, and said: "Master, you are too worried. This time, we just come to Jingzhao Mansion together, and we guarantee that we will take care of each other along the way, and it does not involve the alliance of sects. Others know that everything is to guard against the sneak attack of the magic gate... "
Miaoxiu thought about it again and again, finally folded her hands together, and thanked: "So... the poor monk is bothering you."
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Early the next morning, everyone set off for Jingzhao Mansion.
A message has been sent to Heng Wantong, Meng Yuanjun will naturally be escorted by a master like Jin Kongyan, and sending him to Heng Wantong should be the safest place at this time.
Moreover, Meng Yuanyun was also injured because Heng Wantong's news was wrong, and he didn't realize that the Demon Sect was entangled in it, so that he was injured, and the fat man had to do his best to take good care of Meng Yuanyun.
A few people shuttled through the deep mountains and old forests, at a speed not much slower than a galloping horse.
While walking, Ye Qingxuan suddenly said: "Don't worry, that boy Meng Yuanyun will be fine."
Pointing to Tang Rou who was restless, her expression changed, her eyes widened and she shouted angrily, "What, what... what, I'm worried about him? What a joke!"
"It's a joke!" Ye Qingxuan looked over with a strange expression, and said slowly, "I'm asking about Nie Xingxie..."
"Ah?" Tang Rou's face turned red immediately, like a piece of iron, everyone looked at it with amused eyes, Tang Rou wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in before giving up.
For a long time, Meng Yuanyun has been stalking Tang Rou, and Tang Rou is also used to dealing with that scoundrel with cold words. During this period of time, she has developed a habit. One less day of quarrel would even mention that guy. Tang Rou herself I feel incredible.
"Attention everyone, the official road is ahead." Monk Miaoxiu's words came from the front.
Everyone's face suddenly became serious, and they became more concentrated.