The courtyard was silent, but it had a strange sense of peace and harmony. The wind blew the river and the river, and there was endless purity and sereneness.

Mu Yunle suddenly came to his senses, yelled, stepped forward, supported the shaking Meng Qi, and asked with concern: "Master, Master, are you okay?"

Her eyes wandered into Meng Qi's chest, and she saw the wounds ferociously, the flesh and blood were completely black, the sword condensed into light disappeared, and her heart was penetrated directly, but no drop of blood overflowed, and there was no sign of healing. She was inexplicably terrified.

"I can't die." Meng Qi smiled slightly, his face said calmly, with a few wrinkles on his eyes, and there seemed to be something hidden deep in his eyes, like layers of buried emotions.

Hearing Master Zhending's tone and voice normal, Mu Yunle quietly breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously looked forward, which was the original position of the Taoist Abstinence of Killing, and said happily: "Master, why did she cry?"

What kind of life-saving grace and grudges are hard to distinguish, she made her think a lot, and she would seize the entry point and speak boldly.

"Why don't you cry after being free from the cage and being pure in your body and mind?" Meng Qi's breathing was a little heavy, and his injuries were indeed very serious, but his tone was still so dull.

Mu Yunle looked back and felt that Master Zhending seemed to be a little relaxed, his withering became better, but the feeling of deep burial became heavier.

"Because this sword resolved the hatred?" She thought about it and couldn't use a sword to resolve the deep hatred, unless both sides were entangled with hatred!

Well, it's probably the case!

Meng Qi's gray monk robe became increasingly dimmer, and she felt like a candle in the wind: "There is a monster hidden in her body, urging her murderous intent and giving her the power to kill. Then, with the help of her murderous intent and the harvested life, she cares about whether she originally wanted or not."

"She wanted to control her, but she could not control her. She called herself abstain from killing but could not quit killing. This sword was to repay her kindness. Yu Meng was revenge. From then on, both grudges and grudges were eliminated. The murderous intentions were all inside me. If the monsters could not be nourished, they would leave on their own."

Mu Yunle deeply felt that Master Zhending, who had regained his kindness, had changed a lot. If it were the temple, how could he say so much to him? Although he was tired and sad, he was at least not so dead and silent!

She asked curiously, "What is that monster?"

"It's the same thing as the Demon Emperor's Claw." Meng Qi's face turned pale, as if the blood in his body was being sucked into the wound, but his tone was still the ancient well without waves.

Mu Yunle's eyes suddenly widened. Something like the Demon Emperor's Claw? Isn't it a peerless divine weapon?

Why didn’t Master Zhending snatch it up?

Bah Bah Bah Bah Bah. Whatever you want to take? The demon emperor has to suppress the pollution of the demon emperor's claws. If a generation of master Zhending master held such a sword of killing, wouldn't it ruined the cultivation of half a lifetime and the martial arts of a lifetime?

Dong, Dong, Dong, Meng Qi's heart that was pierced through was still beating gently but firmly. He seemed to finally calm down and said, "Master Mu, please leave Licheng by the poor monk."

"Ah... OK!" Mu Yunle was stunned at first and quickly supported Meng Qi and walked back.

The wounded by the sword intent of the killing sword of the peerless divine weapon is no less than being hit directly by the divine weapon. Master Zhending must be very serious, and he risked his life to repay this kindness and end the cause and effect. He really has a bit of the Buddha's compassion, or the spirit of Ren Xia who aroused his grudges.

When he was young, he must have been a strange man who took revenge and was never afraid of difficulties and dangers!

And why do such a person feel sad and discouraged, and the ancient Buddha of the green lamp?

While helping forward, Mu Yunle's eyes were floating, and he asked casually: "Master, why did you want to become a monk?"

The question was very tactful.

Then she sensed Master Zhending's eyes slightly raised and looked at the sky. Her eyes were filled with sighs as if she saw through the world, as if she was self-deprecating and feeling:

"I used to think that man conquers nature, but later I finally realized that what is powerful is fate."

What is strong is fate... Mu Yunle has elaborated too much helplessness, too much despair, too much depression, which makes him feel so uncomfortable. A great man who once dominated the world should not be full of confidence, but only feel that everything is under control? What did Master Zhending experience to be so depressed and haggard?

She felt so upset that she couldn't help but speak, "Master Zhending, don't think like this. Although fate is helpless and unable to resist, there is a glimmer of hope in heaven. Destiny has a way to defeat it. Don't you see that the road to Tao is difficult, can there be a Taoist master and Buddha truly transcend?"

Mu Yunle was in a period of vitality and believed that people would conquer nature, so he used Taoist supremacy and the Buddha's fierce Meng Qi.

Meng Qi didn't say anything anymore, and slowly walked towards the city gate with Mu Yunle's support.

After a long time, when the city gate was about to close, blood suddenly emerged from the void in front of the Linhe courtyard where he lived, and condensed into a blurred figure, as if it was the sea of ​​blood again!

He looked around, frowned slightly, and said to himself:

"He has indeed been here, but he has left long ago..."

I'm one step late!

It seems like I was teased by fate. There is always an invisible gap between me and the mad sword. Even if I use all my skills and find the most correct trace, I will still be one step away!

…………

After leaving Licheng, Mu Yunle helped Master Zhending walk along the official road, and felt that this experience was more exciting than ever before.

She knew that Master Zhending lived in seclusion in the ancient temple in the barren mountain for many years and definitely did not know much about the current situation, so she opened her mouth lightly and chatted about various anecdotes in the world.

"Although Master Zhending did not answer, he didn't stop him. Hehe, he would definitely be happy to listen." Mu Yunle said with satisfaction.

Once you get familiar with it, you can slowly explore the stories about Master Zhending.

After walking for a while, it was getting darker. Considering that Master Zhending was seriously injured, if he encountered a monster, he would be unable to deal with it. Mu Yunle looked around and blended with the heaven and earth, and quickly spread, keeping the surrounding situation in his heart, so as to find a place to sleep at night.

Suddenly, she leaned back slightly, her soul stinged, and the spirit that spreaded out was attacked.

"Oh no, the enemy is narrow!" While being attacked, she recognized the other party's identity, the three evil spirits in Beihu!

The newly rising masters of the Southern Wilderness are all half-step outdoor scenes for normal breakthroughs, and are said to be closely related to the Blood Clothing Sect!

I once encountered them once. At that time, two of the three evildoers had not yet broken through. They were beaten by themselves with fast and slowness, divided by sword techniques, and defeated head-on. Each of them left an eye. Unfortunately, they were defeated by one against three, and they were unable to kill them.

"Haha, isn't this the 'Shuyu Sword' Miao Hero?" Three figures ran out of the forest and surrounded the two while Mu Yunle was helping Meng Qi with a little slow action.

The three evil spirits are serious and can even be called good, but they each blinded one eye, and their hatred eyes were aiming at Mu Yunle, which was particularly creepy.

The head of the Three Evils glanced at Meng Qi, and felt that his breath was weak and not worth mentioning. He immediately calmed down and raised his head and laughed: "Mu Yunle, Mu Yunle, you really have a way in heaven and you don't have a way to go, and hell has no way to break in. You have to protect the injured monk, and you have just entered the unity of man and nature. Are you still confident that you will fight against three again?"

"Mu Yunle, Shuyu Lingxiu, there are several beauties in this generation of the world. This look is really fascinating. Don't say that your brother doesn't love you later!" The dick among the three evildoers licked his lips.

The third brother laughed and said, "Your Yuanyang Yuan heroine hides in the valley and is blocked by the Venerable Wanzhu. Sooner or later, she will end up like you!"

"Is the Yuan female hero found by the Blood Clothing Cult?" Mu Yunle's heart entered the world without any turbulence, and his mood was not affected by filthy words. Thoughts flashed and he was thinking about the current situation.

If you are the only one, you may not be in a dead end, and you still have the chance to die, but Master Zhending was seriously injured.

The three evil spirits are also old martial arts. After venting and disturbing the enemy's mood, they suddenly moved, moving from three directions respectively.

One man held the sword and turned into a horse to practice, condensed the sword energy, and slashed towards Mu Yunle from afar. One man mobilized the plants and trees. Tens of thousands of "swords" were fired at the same time. One man disappeared and fled to the ground, waiting for the opportunity.

Mu Yunle was about to draw his sword when he suddenly heard three screams. The light in front of him disappeared. The three evil spirits fell to the ground. The eldest son was penetrated by the ten thousand swords turned into plants and trees. The second son had a thin sword pierced through his body. The third son half was embedded in the ground, and his body was divided into two by the sword energy, and he could not die again.

"This..." Mu Yunle's mouth was half opened, as if he was dreaming.

This was the first time she encountered such a strange thing, why did the other party suddenly kill each other?

"Master Mu, bury them in the forest and eliminate the traces." Meng Qi's voice came to her ears.

Yes, it is Master Zhending! Mu Yunle suddenly turned his head and looked at Meng Qi. He saw that his face was withered and indifferent, his eyes were like an ancient well, and he was so tired that nothing could arouse his interest.

This method is amazing!

Before, whether it was Huanxi Bodhisattva or the Taoist Abstinent, they were actually too far away from Mu Yunle, which felt an illusory feeling, and Meng Qi did not really take action, so she knew that Master Zhending was very strong, even better than her master, but she never could do it. Now the three evil spirits are familiar enemies, and their way of death made Mu Yunle truly realize that Master Zhending was unfathomable in front of her!

"It's so amazing. Even if you are seriously injured, you can do such a thing..." Mu Yunle's heart beat a little faster, took a deep breath, and quickly destroyed the corpse.

After finishing, she suddenly started to get sick because she wanted to ask Master Zhending to save the Yuan female hero. However, Master Zhending was seriously injured and could deal with the appearance of half a step, but she might not be able to do anything to the master. This is too difficult!

At this time, she heard Master Zhending say in a low voice: "Let's go, go south and meet Yuanyang."

"See Yuanyang?" Mu Yunle was half surprised and half confused, and hurriedly supported Master Zhending to the south.

He knows the Yuan female hero?

…………

After a while, a blood-colored escape light flashed as if it was not there, passing through layers of voids, which was the blood sea of ​​Rakshasa!

He paused for a moment, and then chose to go north and pursue the crazy sword.
Chapter completed!