C7 Silent Monk

"Amitabha, little monk Pill King Temple's monk Jing Yi greets the two benefactors!" The young man that had appeared in front of Mu Xinshu was bald. Mu Xinshu had never imagined that this would happen.

Jingyi came from Medicine King Temple, a buddhist sect that was even more famous than the Heart Tree Sect. From the look of it, this young and handsome monk was carrying a small medicinal basket on his back. It seemed like he had come to the nearby area to gather medicinal herbs for his experiential learning. When he met Jingyi, Mu Xinshu had thought that he was an enemy and had almost started fighting. However, Jingyi had caught him by his wooden sword with one hand.

She had the cultivation of the early fourth meridian, her pretty and delicate appearance. Although she was very elegant, she did not lose her manliness, and even had a clean and smooth bald head. She looked very cultured, but this monk had the ability to bring back spring. When Mu Xinshu was struck, blood flowed endlessly. Quiet And Steadfast had been fiddling with a box made of Xiaoyao, which he carried around with him, and had stopped the bleeding. He applied some medicine, and in less than an hour, Mu Xinshu felt as if he was alive and alive.

Xu Nan currently had a pair of big shining eyes, staring at the bald Jing Jing who sat opposite of her. Her burning gaze made Jing Yi's face turn red, and she kept her head down, sitting cross-legged as she recited the scripture in her mind.

"Are all the monks of the Medicine King Temple as handsome as you?" Blinking his eyes, Xu Nan tilted her head, smiling as she looked at Jingyi, "Master Jingyi, what are you doing in the Nine Heavens Mountain?"

Jing Yi raised his head and stole a glance at Xu Nan, and realized that Xu Nan's gaze never left his bald head. He hurriedly lowered his head, "This female benefactor, this little one is just a little Sharmie from the Medicine King Temple, and cannot yet be called a master! I am going to the Nine Heavens Mountain on my master's orders to go down the mountain to train and gather herbs! "

Not only was Medicine King Temple a cultivation sect, it was also known as a buddhist sect. They were also famous for crafting elixirs, and elixirs produced by Medicine King Temple were very famous in the core sect.

"You can go back now!" Mu Xinshu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly looked up at Xu Nan, his expressionless face devoid of any emotion. Xu Nan was stunned, her expression became wronged, with tears in the corner of her eyes and ripples in her gaze, she looked pitiful.

"Senior apprentice-brother." With a long ending, Xu Nan pouted, and looked at Mu Xinshu with a pained expression, "You haven't recovered from your injuries yet! I need someone to take care of you, and it's me, I stabbed you, I can't just leave. "

"I told you to go, so go!" Mu Xinshu's tone was stiff and stiff, as if he had been too excited. He pulled at the wound on his chest and covered it with his hand. A burst of stuffy air caused his face to flush red.

Xu Nan gazed at Mu Xinshu with concern, her head lowered, and after a moment of silence, she slowly raised her head and said, "Senior Brother, why are you doing this? I know I was in the wrong, but I didn't expect that you would actually not dodge. I thought that with the sword piercing towards me, you would have dodged.

Mu Xinshu's face was dark as he looked at the stubborn Xu Nan in front of him with mixed feelings, "I don't blame you for stabbing me with that sword, and I won't blame you either. I've also given you a chance. It's you who didn't seize it. Why are you still staying by my side? Do you want to flee with me? I don't care what you want to do, but I don't want others to follow you. It will only distract me if you are there, and you also want to see me being captured by them and tortured and imprisoned at the back of the mountain for a hundred years? "

Xu Nan fell silent for a moment. She felt that Mu Xinshu's words were too heartless, too impersonal. Seeing Mu Xinshu's gloomy expression, the tears in the corner of Xu Nan's eyes slowly flowed down. She lightly shook her head, wiped them away, and left.

Seeing Xu Nan's slim figure disappear into the night, Mu Xinshu let out a long breath and sadly shook his head. This girl was inexperienced. She did not know her limits and was too mischievous. He could not let her continue to follow him.

"You are the disciples of the Core Sect? You're letting her go like this? It's night now, and the sky is as dark as ink. Aren't you afraid that something might have happened to her? " Xu Nan's figure disappeared into the night, and Jing Yi had been watching the two's conversation from the start without saying a word. When Xu Nan left, he started to curiously look at the rest of the book.

Mu Xinshu turned to look at Jingyi and faintly said, "What, does Monk Jingyi have anything to say? Could it be that you think that I was too heartless towards the girl that was with me? "

Jing placed her palms together, her face slightly flushed, "Not only not, Amitabha! The little monk only felt that this female benefactor's treatment of him was somewhat biased. Presumably, the benefactor is that Core Sect disciple who asked the Core Sect to give the order for the sect to chase and kill you, right? "

Mu Xinshu inadvertently placed his hand on the heart of the wood sword on his waist, and coldly looked at Jingyi, "What, Master Jingyi, could it be that you also have an idea? If you capture me, you can indeed receive an extraordinary reward from the core sect. But as far as I know, the disciples of the Medicine King Temple have never done such a thing before, right? "

"It was this little monk who saved Benefactor!" Jing Yi shook his head, his face warm as he looked at Mu Xinshu. With Xu Nan's departure, his conversation with Mu Xinshu became more and more natural, "Benefactor, you're joking! Almsgiver only needs to call this little monk 'Jing', I can't be called master! As for the matter of your sect, Almsgiver, you can rest assured that I will not interfere! Buddha said, "Everything has its own destiny, and its cause and effect are connected, so there is no need to arouse worldly affairs."

"Stop provoking worldly affairs, is there a causal link?" Mu Xinshu's expression turned strange, "Then I wonder if Monk Jingyi, your Buddha said that saving a person's life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda?"

Jing Yi was slightly surprised, but he still nodded and said, "Of course, benefactor, why must you be like this? This little monk has been in Medicine King Temple for more than ten years, so I should have a better understanding of Buddhism than you, so I don't know why."

Jing Yi hadn't finished speaking when he saw Mu Xinshu in front of him immediately reach out with his sword and stab straight into his chest! Quiet And Steadfast was overwhelmed with shock. He only heard a few screams. Mu Xinshu resolutely and decisively stabbed a few times in the chest, causing a hole to appear. As blood sprayed into the air, Quiet And Steadfast's face turned red, and his eyes glazed over!

"What are you doing?" Jing put her palms together and stared dumbly at the Mu Xinshu, whose chest was covered in blood. She was speechless.

Mu Xinshu gave Jing Jing a faint smile as he panted heavily. With a trembling voice, he said, "Saving a life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda! Monk Jingyi, I am seriously injured and am on the verge of death. Don't even think about sending me back to the Core Sect. If the disciples of the Core Sect see me now, they will be killed without pardon! "