The small courtyard was completely silent, but there was a strange sense of peace. The wind blew and the river flowed, and it was indescribably pure and peaceful.
Mu Yunle suddenly came back to his senses, and with an oops, he stepped forward, supported the shaky Meng Qi, and asked with concern: Master, master, are you okay
Her eyes wandered to Meng Qi's chest, and she saw that the wound was hideous, the flesh and blood were all black, the long sword made of light disappeared, and the heart was penetrated directly, but not a drop of blood spilled out, and there was no sign of healing at all. It was inexplicably terrifying.
Can't die. Meng Qi smiled slightly and said calmly. There seemed to be a few wrinkles engraved in the corners of his eyes. There seemed to be something hidden deep in his eyes, like emotions buried in layers.
Hearing that Master Zhending's tone and voice were normal, Mu Yunle breathed a sigh of relief. He subconsciously looked ahead, where Master Jie Sha stood, and said in a familiar voice: Master, she, why is she crying
What kind of life-saving grace, what kind of inseparable grudges made her think about it, and she spoke boldly when she grasped the starting point.
After being freed from the prison, his mind and body were pure, how could he not burst into tears? Meng Qi's breathing was a little heavy, and the injury was indeed serious, but his tone was still so calm.
Mu Yunle glanced back and felt that Master Zhending seemed to be a little more relaxed, and his haggardness was getting better, but the feeling of being buried was even heavier.
Because this sword resolved the hatred, she couldn't think of anything that could resolve the deep hatred with just one sword, unless the two parties were already entangled in love and hatred.
Well, that's probably the case
Meng Qi's gray monk's robe became increasingly bleak, and she felt like a candle in the wind: there was a monster hidden in her body, stimulating her murderous intention and giving her the power to kill. Then he uses her killing intent and harvested life to nourish himself, regardless of whether she wants it or not.
She wanted to control, but she couldn't. She claimed to give up killing but couldn't stop killing. This sword was a return favor to the poor monk. It was her revenge. From then on, the grudges were eliminated. The murderous intention was fully absorbed into the body of the poor monk. The monster would leave on its own without being warmed and nourished.
Mu Yunle deeply felt that Master Zhending had changed a lot after repaying his kindness, as if he had destroyed the temple. How could he talk to himself so much? Although he is still tired and sad, at least he is not so dead.
She asked curiously: What is that monster
The same thing as the Demon King's Claw. Meng Qi's face turned pale, as if all the blood in his body was being sucked towards the wound, but his tone remained calm.
Mu Yunle's eyes widened immediately. Something similar to the Demon Emperor's Claw is not a peerless magic weapon.
Why didn’t Master Zhending snatch it away
Bah bah bah. No matter what you take, the Demon Emperor has to suppress the contamination of the Demon Emperor's claws. If Master Zhending, a generation of eminent monks, wields such a killing sword, wouldn't it mean that half a lifetime of cultivation and a lifetime of martial arts have been ruined
Boom, boom, boom, Meng Qi's pierced heart was still beating slowly but firmly. He seemed to have finally come to his senses and said: Almsgiver Mu, please help the poor monk to leave Licheng.
Ah, okay, Mu Yunle was stunned at first. He quickly helped Meng Qi back.
Being injured by the killing sword of the peerless divine weapon level is no less than being directly hit by the divine weapon. Master Zhending's injury must be serious, and he risked his life to repay this kindness and end this relationship. cause and effect. There really is a bit of the Buddha's compassion, or the chivalrous spirit of being happy with one's grudges.
When he was young. He must be someone who avenges a grudge and repays a favor. A strange man who is never afraid of hardship and danger
And why would such a character be deeply sad and disheartened? Qingdeng Ancient Buddha
As he was being helped forward, Mu Yunle's eyes wandered and he asked casually: Master, why do you want to become a monk
The question was very tactful.
Then she sensed that Master Zhending raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the sky. There was a sigh that seemed to see through the world in his eyes, as if he was mocking himself and sighing:
Before, the poor monk thought that man could conquer nature, but later he finally understood that the most powerful thing is fate.
The powerful thing is destiny. From these words, Mu Yunle felt too much helplessness, too much despair, too much depression, which made him feel terribly uncomfortable. Such great figures who were once all-powerful should not be so confident. They only feel that everything is happening. Are you in control? What exactly has Master Zhending gone through that would lead him to behave in such a dejected and haggard manner
She was so worried that she couldn't help but said: Master Zhending, you must not think like this. Although fate often makes people helpless and unable to resist, there is a glimmer of hope left in the sky. There is a way to defeat fate after all, don't you see? The road is difficult, but are there Taoists and Buddhas who are truly transcendent
Mu Yunle was in his vigorous stage and believed that man could conquer heaven, so he used Tao Zun and Buddha to fight against Meng Qi.
Meng Qi said no more and slowly walked towards the city gate with Mu Yunle's support.
After a long time, when the city gate was about to close, in front of the small courtyard near the river where the monks lived, blood light suddenly came out from the void and condensed into a blurry figure, just like a blood-sea Rakshasa again.
He looked around, frowned slightly, and thought to himself:
He did come here, but he left long ago
I'm a step too late
It was like being teased by fate between himself and Crazy Blade. There was always an invisible gap blocking him. Even if he tried his best and found the most correct trace, he was still one step away.
After leaving Licheng, Mu Yunle helped Master Zhending along the official road, feeling that this experience was more exciting than ever before.
She knew that Master Zhending had lived in seclusion in an ancient temple on a barren mountain for many years, and he must not have a good understanding of the current situation in the world, so she opened her embroidered mouth lightly and chattered various anecdotes about the world.
Although Master Zhending did not answer, he did not stop him either. Hehe, he must be willing to listen. Mu Yunle said proudly.
Once you get familiar with it, you can slowly get a glimpse into the story of Master Zhending.
After walking for a while, the sky was getting dark. Considering that Master Zhending was seriously injured and might not be able to deal with monsters if he encountered them, Mu Yunle looked left and right, his spirit blending with the world and quickly spreading, taking in the surrounding situation in his mind so that he could Find out where to camp at night.
Suddenly, she leaned back slightly, her soul tingling, and the spirit spreading out was attacked.
Oops, when the enemy was attacked on a narrow road, she recognized the identity of the other party. The three murderers of Beihu
The newly rising masters in the Southern Wilderness are all half-steps of normal breakthroughs. It is said that they are inextricably related to the Blood Clothes Sect.
I had encountered them once before. At that time, two of the three villains had not yet broken through. They were defeated by me with speed and slowness. I divided them with sword skills and defeated them head-on. Each one was left with one eye. Unfortunately, in the end, he was defeated by one. There were three enemies, but they were too weak to catch them and could not kill them.
Haha, isn't this the Shuyu Sword Mu Nuxia? Three figures ran out from the forest, and while Mu Yunle was helping Meng Qi move slightly slowly, they surrounded the two of them.
The three villains looked serious, and could even be called good, but each of them was blind in one eye, and their hateful eyes were darting back and forth on Mu Yunle, which was particularly scary.
The leader of the three villains glanced at Meng Qi and felt that his breath was weak and not worth mentioning. He immediately calmed down and raised his head and laughed: Mu Yunle, Mu Yunle, there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, there is no way to hell. Breaking in, you have to protect the injured monk, and you have just entered the unity of heaven and man. Are you sure you can fight one against three again
Mu Yunle, Shuyu is beautiful, one of the rare beauties of this generation in the world. This figure and appearance are really fascinating. Don't say that my brother doesn't love you later. The second one of the three villains licked his lower lips.
The third child chuckled and said: Your Yuanyang Yuanvxia is hiding in the valley and is blocked by the Lord of Ten Thousand Insects. Sooner or later, she will end up like you.
Yuan Nu Xia was found by the Blood Clothes Cult. Mu Yunle was so moved that she could not make any waves. Her mood was not affected by the dirty words. Thoughts flashed across her mind as she pondered the current situation.
If he were alone, it might not be a dead end. There was still a chance to survive, but Master Zhending was seriously injured.
The three villains are also old Jianghu. After venting their anger and disturbing the enemy's mood, they suddenly moved, moving from three directions.
One person held a sword, turned it into a horse, condensed the sword energy, and slashed at Mu Yunle from a distance. Another person attracted the grass and trees, and all the swords were fired. The figure of the other person disappeared and escaped into the ground, waiting for the opportunity.
Mu Yunle was about to draw his sword when he suddenly heard three screams. The light in front of his eyes disappeared. The three murderers fell to the ground. The boss was pierced by ten thousand swords turned into grass and trees, and the second brother had a thin sword pierced through his body. Lao San was half-embedded in the ground, his body split into two by the sword energy, and both of them were too dead to die.
Mu Yunle's mouth was half open, as if he was dreaming.
This was the first time she encountered such a strange thing. Why did the other party suddenly kill each other
Donor Mu buried them in the forest to eliminate their traces. Meng Qi's voice came to her ears.
Yes, it was Master Zhending Mu Yunle who suddenly turned his head and looked at Meng Qi. He saw his face was withered and indifferent, his eyes were like ancient wells, how tired he was, and nothing seemed to interest him.
This method is perfect
In the past, whether it was Bodhisattva Huanxi or Daoist Jie Sha, they were actually too far away from Mu Yunle, giving them an illusory feeling, and Meng Qi didn't really take action, so she knew that Master Zhending was very strong, even stronger than her master. , but it has never been implemented. Now the three murderers are familiar enemies. Their death methods made Mu Yunle truly realize that the master Zhending in front of him is unpredictable.
It's amazing. He was able to do this even though he was seriously injured. Mu Yunle's heart beat faster. He took a deep breath and quickly destroyed the corpse.
After she finished, she suddenly became angry because she wanted to ask Master Zhending to rescue Yuan Nvxia, but Master Zhending was seriously injured. He could deal with the half-step outdoor scene, but he might not be able to do anything to the Grand Master. This was too difficult.
At this time, she heard Master Zhending say in a low voice: Let's go south to meet Yuan Yang.
Seeing Yuan Yang, Mu Yunle was half surprised and half confused, and hurriedly helped Master Zhending go south.
He knows Yuan Nuxia
After a few moments, a streak of bloody light appeared, penetrating through the layers of void. It was none other than the Blood Sea Rakshasa.
He paused for a moment, then chose to go north, pursuing the Crazy Blade.
What is powerful is destiny.