The small courtyard is dead silent, but it has a strange sense of peace. The wind blows and the river rushes, which is indescribably clean and peaceful.
Mu Yunle suddenly came back to his senses, and with a cry, he stepped up, supported the crumbling Meng Qi, and asked with concern: "Master, Master, are you alright?"
Her eyes wandered to Meng Qi's chest, and she saw the grim wound, the flesh and blood were all black, the long sword made of light disappeared, and the heart was pierced directly, but there was no blood spilled, and there was no sign of healing, it was inexplicably horrifying.
"I can't die." Meng Qi smiled slightly, with a peaceful face. There seemed to be a few wrinkles from the vicissitudes of life in the corners of his eyes, and there seemed to be something deeply hidden 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, and subconsciously looked forward, which is where Taoist Jiesha was originally standing, and said familiarly: "Master, she, why is she crying?"
What kind of life-saving grace, what kind of grievances and hatreds are inseparable, let her imagination run wild, grasp the entry point and speak boldly.
"Break out of the prison, your body and mind are pure, why don't you shed tears?" Meng Qi's breathing was a little rough, and the injury was indeed serious, but his tone was still so flat.
Mu Yunle looked back, only to feel that Master Zhending seemed to be a little more relaxed, and his haggardness was getting better, but the feeling of being deeply buried was even heavier.
"Because this sword resolved the hatred?" After thinking about it, she couldn't come to a conclusion that a sword can resolve the deep hatred, unless the two parties are already entangled in love and hatred!
Well, probably so!
Meng Qi's gray monk robe was getting darker and darker, and he felt like a candle in the wind: "There is a monster hidden in her body, which stimulates her killing intent and gives her the power to kill. With the help of her killing intent and harvesting power Life nourishes itself, regardless of whether she wants it or not."
"She wants to control, but she can't control it all the time. She claims to quit killing but she can't stop killing anyway. This sword is repaying kindness to the poor monk, and revenge to her. Since then, both gratitude and resentment have disappeared, and the killing intent has entered the poor monk's body , the monster will leave on its own if it is not warmed up."
Mu Yunle deeply felt that Master Zhending, who had repaid his kindness, had changed a lot. If the temple was destroyed, how could he talk so much to himself? Although tired and sad, but at least not so dead!
She asked curiously: "What is that monster?"
"It's 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 to the wound, but his tone was still calm.
Mu Yunle's eyes widened suddenly, something like the Demon Emperor's Claw? Isn't it a peerless magic weapon?
Why didn't Master Zhending snatch it?
Bah bah bah bah, what to seize, the devil emperor has to suppress the pollution of the devil emperor's claws, if master Zhending's generation of eminent monks wield such a killing sword, wouldn't it ruin half a lifetime of pure cultivation and a lifetime of martial arts?
Boom, boom, boom, Meng Qi's pierced heart was still beating gently but firmly, he seemed to have finally calmed down, and said, "Benefactor Mu, please help the poor monk to leave Licheng."
"Ah yes!" Mu Yunle was taken aback for a moment, and quickly helped Meng Qi to walk back.
Injured by the killing sword of the Peerless Divine Soldiers and other ranks, it is no less than being directly hit by the Divine Soldiers. Master Zhending¡¯s injuries must be serious, and he risked his life to repay this kindness and end this paragraph. Cause and effect, there is really a bit of Buddha's compassion, or the chivalrous spirit of willingness to benevolent and enmity.
When he was young, he must have been a strange man who had revenge and kindness, and was never afraid of difficulties and dangers!
And why does such a character hide deep sadness, be disheartened, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng?
While walking forward with support, Mu Yunle's eyes drifted, 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 up at the sky. There was a sigh in his eyes that seemed to see through the world, and he seemed to laugh at himself and sighed:
"Before, the poor monk thought that man would conquer the sky, but later he finally realized that what is strong is fate."
What is strong is fate From these words, Mu Yunle felt too much helplessness, too much despair, and too much depression, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable. Such a once powerful person should not be full of self-confidence, but only feel Is everything under control? What has Master Zhending experienced to show such a depressed and haggard performance?
She was so panicked in her heart 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 ray of life left in the sky, and fate has a way to overcome after all. Don¡¯t you see that the road is difficult, can there be Taoist and Buddha who are truly detached?¡±
Mu Yunle is at the vigorous stage, and he believes that man will conquer the sky, so he respects Daoist andThere is no way for Mu Yunle to truly realize that the Master Zhending in front of him is unpredictable!
"It's amazing, you can do this kind of thing even if you are seriously injured" Mu Yunle's heartbeat accelerated a little, took a deep breath, and hurriedly destroyed the corpse.
After she was done, she suddenly woke up expecting Ai Ai, because she wanted to ask Master Zhending to save the heroine Yuan, but Master Zhending was seriously injured and could handle half a step of the exterior scene, but he might not be able to do anything to Grandmaster, this is too strong!
At this time, she heard Master Zhending say in a low voice: "Let's go, go south and meet Yuan Yang."
"Meet Yuan Yang?" Mu Yunle was half surprised and half puzzled, and hurriedly supported Master Zhending to the south.
He knows Yuan Nu Xia?
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After a while, a blood-colored ray of light flashed through layers of void, if there seemed to be nothing, it was the blood sea rakshasa!
He paused for a moment, and then chose to go north, chasing Crazy Knife.
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