But her eyes shed blood and tears unknowingly.
"See these scars on my face? Every one of them was left to me after the dozen or so men abused me! It was also imposed on me by you bastards who are full of benevolence and morality in Dabei Temple!"
"After the half soul of Mieshi was stripped, I was dying. They thought I was dead, so they didn't check my situation again. They set fire to the house and left. But how could I die?"
"My monstrous resentment has no place to rest, and my deep-seated hatred has not been relieved. How can I die?! With my last breath, I crawled out of the fire. I spent more than a hundred years to put my When I return to cultivation, the wounds on my face can be healed long ago, and the burns have long since disappeared, but I want to keep these scars!"
"Keep it forever, remind myself of the torture I have experienced, and remind myself that one day, I will ask the Great Compassion Temple to recover everything I owe me!!"
Jing Yuan's face was full of astonishment and shock.
The violence and killing intent in his eyes were gradually replaced by disbelief.
Clutching Anye Twelve's fingers, he gradually lost strength.
He said hoarsely: "There must be some misunderstanding. Master and brother are not like that!"
in his memory.
The elder brother is solemn and meticulous, but he clearly distinguishes rewards and punishments. He manages the Dabei Temple in an orderly manner, and he is never stingy in advocating justice for the wronged monks in the world.
The second senior brother is gentle and elegant, and has nothing to do with the world. Over the years, he has been taking care of himself like a brother like a father, teaching himself to practice. The compassion in his eyes cannot deceive anyone.
The master always bears the safety and survival of the people in the world on his back, but forgets his own self-interest and that of the Dabei Temple.
How can such a master and senior brother be the beast that these people call
No!
There must be something wrong!
Maybe there was a misunderstanding, or maybe these people were spouting blood.
An Yesan stood up staggeringly, and suddenly said, "Master Wu Che from the Great Compassion Temple has been missing for these years, do you know where he went?"
Jing Yuan moved his chapped lips, wanting to ask "Where did you go?"
Suddenly, what Wu Meng, a little girl from the Siqing tribe said, flashed across my mind.
—"At that time, I was so tired and sleepy that I couldn't even open my eyes. I only vaguely saw a man who was a hundred times more beautiful than the fairy in the painting walking towards me."
—"Before losing consciousness, I saw another person fall next to the fairy..."
—"He said to the fairy brother:'Everything in the world has its own way of life and death. You can't save the common people in the world by helping only one person. Sometimes, doing evil is not really evil, but to realize great benevolence and great virtue. Do you understand ?'”
—"Then Brother Immortal called that person Master, and then I fell asleep completely."
At that time, he didn't think about it deeply, he only guessed that the second senior brother had accepted his apprentice, why didn't there be any news back to the temple.
And since the second senior brother is safe and sound, why not send him a message so that he won't worry.
Now when I think of Wu Meng's words again, everything seems to be cleared away from the fog that envelops me, and slowly...slowly...become clear.
The man who is a hundred times more handsome than the man in the painting is... Luo Yunxiao.
Luo Yunxiao, is the second senior brother's apprentice
An Yesan looked at his expression, and sneered: "Our honorable Master Wuche, under the pseudonym Xingyuan Daoist, lives near the Nether Realm Imperial Realm, and lives in the Nether Realm's Great Highness, who is unknown, and few people even know about it in the world. Luo Yunxiao is an apprentice, guess why?"