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His nose felt itchy, Xin Lie wrinkled his face and eyes, and his mind gradually left the dark abyss. He slowly woke up, wasn't he dead? His vision was blurry, and he saw a pretty girl's face. It was she who was scratching his face with a bunch of hanging hair
"Bad guy, you're awake!!" Hailan Luo beside the bed shouted in surprise, stretching out his hands to open his eyes, fearing that he would fall asleep again, with a bright smile on his pretty face, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up ! The sun is burning up to my butt¡ª¡ª"
"I, Iam not dead?" Xin Lie asked, while gently moving his hands and feet, feeling that his strength was returning little by little. Hai Lanluo snorted quite proudly: "Of course, I said you are not allowed to die, do you dare to die?" On the bed, looking at the black word "Zen" on the opposite wall, he asked: "Where is this?"
Hai Lanluo suddenly became more energetic and couldn't wait to speak: "This is the Xueyuan Sect! You were hit by the Yin Sha Powder, but the poison has been cured, and you have been in a coma for two days. Ahem, listen to me. Come! It was out of the sea of ??fog, you were unconscious, and there was only a vast snowfield everywhere. What should you do? It was also your good luck, and you were not destined to die! Suddenly a flash of light flashed through my smart head"
At that moment, she told what happened in detail, like a storyteller, with an emotional expression on her face, an exaggerated tone of voice, matching movements and gestures from time to time, and finally she looked like she was asking for credit.
"Oh, so that's it" After listening to this long speech, Xin Lie was already fully awake. When he saw that the giant sword, spiritual energy cannon and other weapons and equipment were placed beside the bed, it was obvious that the Xueyuan Sect had shown no hostility towards him, otherwise it would not be the same. I won't save him.
Why are these monks so kind? First refuse but then change your attitude, and fight against the United Demon Hunting Guards on his behalf? It's definitely not because of Hai Lanluo's begging. There is only one explanation. They don't want him to die, and they don't want the "evil warrior" to die Yes, the sect is so suppressed and controlled by the famous family, and their life is no better than that of civilian warriors. They must be very I don't want to, but I actually want to overthrow this kind of power rule
And he, the legendary evil warrior, seems to be an opportunity?
Thinking about this, Xin Lie had a rough idea, but what he still didn't understand was that if these warriors from the sect were willing to resist, does it really matter if there are evil warriors? What does he mean?
"Hey!!!" Seeing that he was engrossed in his thoughts, Hai Lanluo pursed his lips, pinched his nose, and said angrily: "Don't you think you should say something? Appraise my merits?"
"Of course, thanks to you, I am still alive." Xin Lie praised and thanked her, and he really meant it. A smile returned to Hailanluo's face before she was willing to give up and said: "It's quite nice here" She was like a happy little magpie, chirping a lot. She didn't have to worry about these two days, she was living so peacefully. He smiled and said, "I just didn't eat well. I only had some vegetarian food. I wanted to catch a fish, but there wasn't any in the river."
"Do as the Romans do." Xin Lie got up and got off the bed, moved his hands and feet to a large extent, and circulated his spiritual energy. Everything was as usual. He then put on a light armor, loaded weapons one by one, and soon the whole body was fully equipped, except for being beaten. The one raised in the back mountain is strong.
Hai Lanluo watched him wiping the giant sword and frowned: "Bad villain, are we ready to leave again?" Xin Lie nodded, immediately shook his head, and saw his expressionless face through the sharp side of the giant sword. Face, said: "I don't know, to see what their attitude is, we'd better be prepared for anything. Lan Luo, take me to see the leader of the Xueyuan Sect." After that, he took the lead to walk out of the room.
After leaving the wing and the courtyard, Hai Lanluo and Xin Lie went straight to the main hall. They met some monks along the way. They both thanked and greeted him, and found the old abbot in front of the main hall.
"Master, thank you for saving my life." Xin Lie bowed his hands to the old man in front of him and expressed his sincere gratitude.
"Donor Xin, you don't have to be polite. The Xueyuan Sect saved your life just by chance. It's just a word of fate." The old abbot said calmly. Seeing the young man's extraordinary demeanor, tough face, and wise and courageous eyes he is worthy of being an "evil warrior" ! He couldn't help but praise: "Donor Xin, you are a rare talent."
Hai Lanluo smiled and gave Xin Lie a thumbs up, and suddenly realized that this was a compliment from the monk! She opened her hands to protect him and glared fiercely: "Master monk, stop trying to meddle with him, I won't let him become a monk!" Xin Lie pushed her away helplessly, what was this guy thinking! The old abbot smiled cheerfully and said, "How dare you? Don't you need it? Donor Xin, since you're awake, please come with the old monk. Our ancestor wants to see you."
"Okay." Xin Lie nodded, not surprised by this.The old voice must be the founder of Xueyuan Sect. He immediately followed her and left, not forgetting to tell her before leaving: "Go and play by yourself, remember not to kill any living beings."
"Can't I go?" Hai Lanluo was very reluctant. Watching them walking further and further away, he suddenly screamed: "Hey -! You are so annoying!"
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Along the winding and narrow mountain road, stepping on the cold snow, Xin Lie followed the old abbot to the top of Hanshan Mountain.
Along the way, the two talked a lot. As they neared the top of the mountain, Xin Lie finally asked the biggest doubt in his heart: "Master Deep Sky, everyone kills evil spirits, why did the Snow Plains Sect want to save me?" the old abbot replied calmly. "Donor Xin will know about this." Xin Lie asked directly: "Does the sect want to rebel?" The old abbot only smiled and said: "You can have thoughts but not words. Donor understands."
"Can't you just say it?" Xin Lie chuckled, but he didn't know who he was mocking.
The two of them were speechless, and then walked a long way along the mountain road. When they were about to reach the top of the mountain, the deep-kong monk retreated. Xin Lie walked straight alone. He looked far into the distance at the scenery outside the mountain. The sky and the earth were all vast. Snow-white, the crisscrossing rivers are as thin as hair.
Even though the mountainside of Hanshan Mountain is very wide and flat, the top of the mountain is very narrow. This landing platform is only as big as two or three courtyards. There is nothing, not even a tree or a stone can be seen. There is only an old monk sitting quietly on the cliff. side. He was wearing a yellow-red cassock and a string of black wooden beads. Falling snow covered his bald head and shoulders There was a cave not far away, and I could vaguely see several rows of wooden frames inside, but I didn't know. There were books or whatever, and it was also covered with falling snow. The monk seemed to have not moved for a long time.
His wrinkled old face looks about the same age as the Deep Space Master, but his eyes are as bright as the sea, which is both shocking and calm. It was such a mysterious and powerful force that the giant sword on its back was as calm as ever, without any murderous intent, just like an ordinary piece of iron.
Xin Lie knew clearly that the founder of the Xueyuan Sect must be more than a hundred years old, and his martial arts strength was at least at the level of a martial saint The sound of crunching snow could be heard, and he stepped forward despite the cold wind.
The old monk slowly turned around, saw him, smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The old voice seemed to resound throughout the world.
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