Yin Ruochen showed an enigmatic smile and said slowly: "The secret must not be leaked!"
"Bang!"
Mu Qianxi was not polite after hearing this.
He raised his leg and kicked this guy out of the temple.
"Black-hearted monk, I think you deserve a beating. You pretend to be a ghost in front of me. Do you think I will believe you?" Mu Qianxi glared at him.
Yin Ruochen got up from the ground in disgrace, clasped his hands together and said, "Buddha said, it can't be said, it can't be said!"
Mu Qianxi grabbed the sweeping monk's broom and knocked it over.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Yin Ruochen, I have tolerated you for a long time."
"It's full of nonsense. It just deserves a beating."
"..."
The sweeping monks outside the Buddhist hall widened their eyes, this...
The Son was beaten!
The aloof Holy Son was actually beaten with a broom!
"Mr. Mu, stop!"
"Mr. Mu! No!"
"..."
Others couldn't stand it any longer and hurriedly came to persuade him.
Mu Qianxi said: "Your Holy Son is seriously injured, and you need to do this to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. If you want your Holy Son to recover quickly, don't make trouble, just watch."
"Bang!"
Mu Qianxi's words were clear and logical, and she fooled these guys.
Of course, it was also because they saw that although their holy son was beaten, he was not angry at all.
Well! Maybe he is really treating the Holy Son. Otherwise, who would dare to do this to the Holy Son?
Mu Qianxi was also tired from convulsions, so Yin Ruochen asked, "Miss Mu, have you vented your anger?"
"Go away! I don't want to see you now."
Although Yin Ruochen has not yet recovered from his serious injury, she would never bully him like this if it was not of his own free will.
"The poor monk resigned."
My whole body hurts, Mu Qianxi is not going to be gentle!
It was obvious how full of resentment he had, a slight smile appeared on Yin Ruochen's lips.
Because the news about the Evil Spirit Tribe came from the Sanskrit Kingdom, all the major forces in the entire Sifang Realm knew about it.
Of course, this news also reached Beihan Palace.
"Your Highness, that evil spirit tribe!" Someone went to report.
"It's just an inferior race that has disappeared long ago and is proficient in evil ways. There is nothing to be afraid of! Even if they destroy the integrated Sifang Realm, it has nothing to do with me, because I have already found the whereabouts of the Eternal Cauldron."
At first, I was particularly concerned about this inferior one, just because there was the Cauldron of Eternity.
As long as he takes away the Cauldron of Eternity, this plane is completely unworthy of his attention.
"It's been so long and there's still no news about Mu Qianxi. You guys have really disappointed me!" Bei Gongjue said gloomily.
"My subordinates are trying their best to find Mu Qianxi's whereabouts and will never let His Highness down!" His subordinates replied with fear.
After informing the world of this important news, the Sanskrit Divine Kingdom also welcomed a feast.
Holy Scripture!
People of the Kingdom of Sanskrit will go to the altar and listen to the Holy Son recite scriptures to cleanse their souls.
Mu Qianxi said: "Yin Ruochen, you have such a broken body, go and recite sutras!"
It's not just about chanting sutras, it requires the use of soul power, but his soul power has not been fully recovered yet.
Yin Ruochen said: "This Holy Ceremony is definitely the best time for them to take action. So I cannot be absent."
Mu Qianxi replied: "I guess so, their first target should be you, and their second target is the Moling Wang Jing, but I have that thing in my hand, do you want to use it?"
Yin Ruochen shook his head and said: "I have already had someone prepare a fake one, which is enough to confuse the fake one with the real thing. As for the Black Ink Spirit King Crystal, there is evil power in it, and this kind of thing is useless to us."
"But if it falls into their hands, it will definitely be a disaster."
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "Speaking of that thing, I've been studying it these days! It's very powerful and evil, but my neutralizing potion has become somewhat vague. It's estimated that it won't be long before that thing can be transformed into something that can improve
A harmless spiritual crystal of strength."
Hearing this, even Yin Ruochen was a little surprised.
"Miss Mu, you can actually do this?"
"You won't forget who I am, right?"
Of course he has not forgotten that she is the most powerful alchemist in the Sifang Realm, the ghost doctor Mu Qianxi.
He smiled and said: "If we can succeed, we may gain a lot, and at the same time we can crush the evil spirit clan's conspiracy."
"I thought so too, so I went to study the potion. I'm going to go on the day of the Holy Scripture. At least you will be half-dead by then, but I can still save you."
The things in the Black Spirit King Crystal are so stubborn that even Mu Qianxi had to study them for a while before he could find the potion to evolve them.
Soon, the day of the holy ceremony arrived.
On the way from the shrine to the altar, the people of the Sanskrit Kingdom lit various kinds of Sanskrit incense.
Throughout the capital, the incense of Sanskrit seemed extremely strong.
Mu Qianxi also followed the team. After Yin Ruochen arrived at the altar, he sat cross-legged on the futon.
At that moment, she felt that he was radiant.
Mu Qianxi was also stunned. If she didn't know that this guy was actually quite dark when peeled off, she would have been deceived by this guy.
He closed his eyes tightly and began to recite scriptures.
The scriptures recited with pure soul power made everyone listen.
The same goes for Mu Qianxi!
Their minds become more transparent!
Let go of all killing and wash away the blood and sin!
Mu Qianxi's eyelashes fluttered slightly and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She had to deny that Yin Ruochen was really a magical person.
She did not resist this force, but chose to accept it, and seemed to feel relaxed all over.
It is not without reason that the Holy Son of Sanskrit is worshiped by so many people.
only……
What these pilgrim believers didn't notice was that Mu Qianxi, as an alchemist, found that Yin Ruochen didn't look good.
Even she can be affected. This definitely requires strong mental strength. How can this guy endure it?
Mu Qianxi wanted to shout stop, but with Yin Ruochen in this state, it was useless to shout.
"If he can't hold on anymore, he should stop. If he hurts himself and benefits others, this guy can't really be so selfless!"
Time passed little by little, from early morning to noon, Yin Ruochen did not stop.
Mu Qianxi herself felt like she was being washed from the inside out, and Yin Ruochen's face turned a little pale.
After reading the last paragraph, he stopped and opened his eyes.
Everyone knelt down and said, "Thank you, Holy Son, for your gift!"
"Thank you, Holy Son, for your gift!"
Among the crowd, there was a person standing there proudly.
Even though that person was extremely ordinary, Yin Ruochen saw her at a glance.
And she was looking at him very displeased, which made Yin Ruochen frown slightly.
The scene of being whipped with a broom that day was still fresh in his memory, and he felt a pain all over his body under such a gaze.
At this time, a laugh spread.
"The Holy Son is good at reciting sutras, but to become the Holy Son of the Sanskrit Kingdom, it is not enough to be able to chant sutras and win people's hearts. Strength is the most important thing."