Yun Changan was actually not angry at Chang Ming.

He was just venting his helpless anger.

It is indeed impossible for a child from an aristocratic family who is used to seeing gold, flowers, silver and willows to be as knowledgeable and determined as a monk.

Not to mention him, even Nie Emei was greatly shocked, holding his sword and lowering his head, silent.

On the contrary, Cong Rong reached out and patted Yun Changan's shoulder gently, as if silently comforting him.

Yun Changan's sobs gradually became smaller.

"How are you?"

The voice of the sea of ​​clouds seemed like a whisper, but it sounded extremely distant to Changming.

He shook his head and had no strength to speak.

After Si Fei Sword returned to its old owner, it has been feeding back with spiritual power in a steady stream, as if Chang Ming knew that Chang Ming's body could not withstand the incoming waves, so he could only use this slow method to nourish and repair the damaged meridians and internal organs.

Looking around, Yunhai's eyes finally landed on the opponent's hand.

Even though the hand was wrapped with a strip of cloth, blood was still seeping out, turning the cloth on the palm red.

Under the cloth cover, there was a mass of blood and flesh.

Chang Ming's fingers are not very flexible and will twitch involuntarily if he moves slightly.

For an ordinary person, half of his hand would have been lost long ago. For a monk, this is not an easy injury to heal.

But this kind of pain is nothing compared to the injuries on his body.

Changming closed his eyes and rested his mind, letting the spiritual power of Sifei Sword come from his palms, gently caressing it, flowing through his limbs.

I'm about to fall asleep without sleeping, and my mind is in a coma.

He felt the cloth strip on his other hand being removed.

Only Yunhai would make such an action.

But if the other party wants to kill him, he will never do it at this time.

It is impossible to start by unraveling strips of cloth.

When the hand felt tingling and itching, Chang Ming opened his eyes.

Yun Hai lowered his head and licked the palm of his hand.

Focused, serious, and undistracted.

The dried blood was licked clean by him, and the new blood was quickly licked away.

The hideous wounds were exposed on the surface, criss-crossing, and shocking.

Chang Ming twitched his hand back without twitching.

He coughed twice: "Let go."

Yunhai: "I couldn't find a clean water source for a while, so the wound will heal faster."

He was calm and composed, with a normal expression, which even made Chang Ming wonder if there was some new fashion in these ten miles that he didn't know about. Just as hairpins were popular among men in the early dynasties, and veils were popular in later dynasties, is this a way for monks to express friendship to each other?

He couldn't help but look at Nie Emei.

The latter was looking at him blankly. When he saw Chang Ming's gaze, he couldn't help but blush and looked away.

Chang Ming...

His old face is as old as a city wall, but it hasn't changed at all.

"Where is your way of respecting a teacher?"

"You have already betrayed the school!" Yun Hai laughed, "He hates you so much. You must not have had such a temper before, but now you are pretending to be ashamed!"

As if to deliberately provoke him, he lowered his head again and licked the newly bleeding wound again.

Since he was unable to resist, Chang Ming simply continued to close his eyes and rest his mind.

"I used to be very strict."

Yunhai: "How to impose strict laws?"

Chang Ming: "If anything goes wrong among the four of us, we will have to kneel outside the door all night. The third disciple, Zhou Ke, was not as talented as you and Sun Buku. After being scolded, he began to practice magic in private.

He was eventually expelled from the school. As for the second child, Sun Buku, Zhou can be extreme and stubborn, but Sun Buku is a smiling tiger."

Yun Hai: "Such people usually do well. But if so, why were you expelled from the school? It can't be because he smiled at you too much, right?"

Chang Ming: "His pursuit of fame and fortune in Buddhism has gone far beyond cultivation itself."

Yun Hai raised his eyebrows and asked sarcastically: "People from outside the country are actually keen on fame and fortune?"

Chang Ming: "What's strange? Fame and fortune are two words that no one has been able to escape through the ages. That is, monks practice hard, not for the sake of ascending to the Tao one day. This is profit. Sun Buku originally had the opportunity to cultivate the supreme Buddha realm, but because of his lack of

If you have fallen into the abyss of Chanti due to fame and fortune, if you feel that such a disciple is no longer wanted, let him leave on his own."

Yunhai: "What happened to him later?"

Chang Ming: "He was in Qingyun Temple, and it was clear that he was already the head of the temple. But when he was expelled from the school, he had to start all over again. After the incident at Wanshen Mountain, he did not deliberately inquire about him, and still does not know who he is.

What happened?"

Yun Haixin said that it was no wonder that all the disciples turned against each other. Sun Buku must have hated his master.

"Do you have another apprentice?"

Changming: "Are you talking about Song Nanyan?"

Yunhai: "Did you name these people?"

Chang Ming: "Not bad."

Yunhai: "What is the meaning of Song Nanyan?"

Chang Ming: "He talks too much these days and I want him to quiet down."

Yunhai:……

He suddenly understood a little bit how the four disciples felt.

He hasn't killed his master since he became famous, maybe it's just because his master is much stronger than him.

"What about Yun Weisi?"

Chang Ming said lazily: "It's better to miss each other than not to think about it. When he came to become a disciple, he said he wanted to abandon his previous name and focus on the great road, so he was given this name."

Yun Hai muttered: "Sure enough, the thought you put into him is unparalleled by others. I really suspect that your other three disciples hate you so much because of jealousy and injustice."

Chang Ming smiled slightly: "Are you being jealous? You are my beloved disciple. I don't mind giving you a new name. Yun Hai is a bit monotonous and is out of tune with your desire to win favor. How about calling me Yun Xinggan?"

Yunhai:……

Just looking at this man's random nonsense, it's hard to tell that he had a past that was strict with his disciples.

He suddenly smiled and leaned forward.

"I don't want to be called Yun Xinggan."

Yun Hai spoke softly, word by word: "You can call me Yun Nian Ming? I will never forget it. There will always be light in the nine directions. I want to see people when I am alive, and I want to see corpses when I die."

The Tao is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high. Even though he is as thick-skinned as Chang Ming, his hair stands on end when he hears it.

Before the word "corpse" could be heard, a hand stretched out from behind.

Appearing out of thin air and making no sound.

The one who screamed at the same time was Nie Emei.

"careful!"

From the position she was sitting in, there was no time to rescue her.

The sharp nails barely touched Yun Hai's shoulder, and the latter almost turned around at the same time, and Haru shot out his sword.

The opponent was forced to completely reveal himself and retreat.

This step back is a lot of steps back.

"Stop, I'm not here to kill you!"

Chun Chao's sword paused, the tip of the sword trembling but his body did not move.

"explain."

Yunhai's face was as pale as ice, no longer showing the slightest hint of ambiguity and teasing.

"You have three breaths."

In front of him was the demon that had attacked Chen Ting before and fled in a hurry.

The other person was completely different from before. At first glance, he looked like a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. Only the red scales on his face and the back of his hands that had not faded could make people recognize his identity.

"He wants to kill him and wants to cooperate with you. He can tell you many things that you don't know, but only if you want to help!"

Chang Ming: "What do you mean by the things n doesn't know about?"

Demon: "The murder case in Yuru Town was actually to collect souls and refine the Soul Gathering Pearl. The more people die, the greater the resentment, and the more powerful the Soul Gathering Pearl will be."

Chang Ming said lightly: "n already knows these, I hope you can tell n something more useful."

He was sitting on the ground, looking very weak, but the Sifei Sword in front of him was humming and trembling, as if he was always ready to protect his master.

The demon said: "In the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain, he will make a living sacrifice there, and will summon some of his companions from the abyss, and tell him that he hopes to completely break the seal of the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain and unify humans and demons. From then on, n

He can come and go freely in the human world without any restrictions, but the premise is to help him collect resentful souls, refine the soul gathering beads, and use the heaven-defying formation to break the seal."

Yun Hai mocked: "He said that and you believe it? That's too naive."

An angry look flashed across his face.

"n has no choice. The dark abyss is too painful, it is barren and cold, and gods cannot stay for long. The human world is n's yearning. This is the only chance."

Yunhai: "Then why did you regret it again?"

Demon: "Because as soon as the murder case in Yuru Town happened, he needed a murderer, and that was the scapegoat. He didn't want to die, but he couldn't be defeated by himself, so he needed a collaborator. Only the other side of you could survive, because of secret help.

, helped you solve many living dead transformed by monks, otherwise you wouldn’t have gone so smoothly, I think you know it well.”

Chang Ming said: "Who else are you talking about besides Chi Bijiang, the master of Wanxiang Palace?"

Demon: "Situ Wanhe, there is another one, always wearing a cloak and covering his face, I don't know."

Chang Ming: "Where is Chen Ting? You colluded with him before, pretending to kill him, and deliberately lured him outside the city."

"Chen Ting?" The other party frowned, "I don't know what his name is. He claims to be Chi Bijiang's envoy, and Situ Wanhe acquiesces to his identity."

Changming was silent for a moment and asked slowly: "What do you call your Excellency?"

Asking the name means agreeing to preliminary cooperation, and the other party will breathe a sigh of relief.

As Yunhai put down the Spring Sword, he put away his alert posture.

"Hidden Heaven."

The author has something to say: I was too busy during the day today and went out to do various errands, so the number of words today is slightly less, but I will try to make up for it tomorrow, and I won’t have any rest this Sunday =3=

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Small theater unrelated to the main text:

Changming: Yunxingan.

Yun Weisi:???

Yun Changan: Your master is calling you!

Yun Weisi: What happened while I was sleeping?!

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