Div class="DivMargin""Of course it's true! Ling Xue fought with me first and lost a lot of energy. Later, he was defeated by the Arhat Formation. He received dozens of sticks on his body and his internal organs were severely shocked.
"Without a year and a half, it is impossible to recover." Master Yuan Tian's vision was much more sinister than Ma Xiaoyao's, so he knew very well how serious Ling Xue's injury was.
"So... within a year, it's impossible for Ling Xue to come out to cause trouble again?" Ma Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.
Master Yuantian nodded: "Yes."
"Oh, I can finally live a peaceful life for a few days." Ma Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. He has been being chased by Ling Xue these days. His nerves are tense every day. Even when sleeping at night, he has to stay on high alert. He doesn't care at all.
He dared to sleep too much...but he was tortured to death. Now that Ling Xue was seriously injured, it would be impossible for him to come out to cause trouble again within a year. Ma Xiaoyao was safe for the time being.
"Okay, it's okay. Let's all go back." Master Yuan Tian waved his hand, then turned and walked towards his cave. His steps were unsteady, his body was swaying, and his breath was unsteady. Ma Xiaoyao kindly stepped forward to help him, but was stopped by Yuan Tian.
The master refused.
…
That night, Ma Xiaoyao had a good and peaceful sleep, and also had a sweet dream. He dreamed that he became the number one master in martial arts, and beat Ling Xue until he knelt down and begged for mercy. Even Master Yuantian also looked at him with admiration.
looking at him...
It's a pity that it's just a dream, not a real thing at all, which is quite depressing.
Early in the morning, Lei Dazhuang walked into Ma Xiaoyao's room carrying two breakfasts: "Brother Ma, come over for breakfast."
"Wait until I finish washing my face." Ma Xiaoyao washed his face with water, then wiped it clean with a towel, then walked to the table, picked up a bun and ate it: "Well, the bun today was well made and very delicious.
of."
"Eat more if it tastes good." Lei Dazhuang said with a smile: "Here's also soup, the egg soup I made specially for you."
Ma Xiaoyao ate five steamed buns in one breath, and then drank a bowl of egg soup. His belly was bulging. Ma Xiaoyao burped with satisfaction: "It feels good to be full and drink enough! Sometimes I eat
It’s good to order vegetarian food, I don’t feel like eating meat all the time.”
"Brother Ma, what should we do next? Continue to stay in Shaolin Temple?" Lei Dazhuang asked.
Ma Xiaoyao picked up the tea cup and took a sip happily: "Ling Xue was seriously injured and will no longer be a threat in a short period of time. We just take advantage of this period to deal with the temple killers who have sneaked into China and try to kill them all."
"The strength of those temple killers is not low..." A trace of worry escaped Lei Dazhuang's face.
"This is easy to handle. We just need to lure the Temple Killers to the Shaolin Temple, and let Abbot Wuxiang and the others help us deal with the Temple Killers." Ma Xiaoyao sneered at the corners of his mouth.
That afternoon, the Wuwen monk came back, and Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang hurried over after receiving the news.
"Senior Brother Wuwen, you are finally back. I haven't heard from you for so many days, but I am very anxious." Ma Xiaoyao said with an excited face. He was really excited and was not pretending. He might have been worried about you before.
The Wuwen monk had some prejudices, but after being saved by the Wuwen monk, Ma Xiaoyao's view of the Wuwen monk changed.
The unknown monk looked pale and spoke weakly: "I was seriously injured by Ling Xue and almost died. Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted old Chinese doctor who saved me and used Chinese medicine to help me recover...
…" Speaking of this incident, Monk Wuwen felt a little sad. At that time, in order to protect Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang, he had to fight with Ling Xue. Ling Xue's terror was still fresh in his memory. Wu Wen tried his best to protect Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang.
Even with all his strength, he could not withstand Ling Xue's fierce attack. If a group of policemen did not appear later to restrain Ling Xue, Wuwen monk would definitely be killed by Ling Xue. Later, Wuwen took advantage of the chaos to escape and ran into the area in a panic.
in the woods, and then passed out. When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a wooden house with an old man with white hair sitting next to him. After asking, he learned that the old man in front of him was a
Chinese medicine, it was he who saved the unknown monk.
After the injury stabilized, Monk Wuwen said goodbye to the old Chinese medicine practitioner and traveled back to the Shaolin Temple.
After chatting for a few words, Monk Wuwen returned to his residence to rest. From the beginning to the end, his attitude towards Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang was very cold. Whoever had been implicated by Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang would have almost lost his life.
, will not be happy.
Wuwen's safe return made Ma Xiaoyao let go of a worry. If Wuwen did anything bad, Ma Xiaoyao would definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life.
a week later.
Ma Xiaoyao, Lei Dazhuang and Monk Wuwen left the Shaolin Temple together. After a week of training, Monk Wuwen's injuries have recovered to some extent, and he is able to continue to protect the safety of Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang.
Speaking of which, Monk Wuwen was quite depressed. He originally wanted to stay in the Shaolin Temple to recuperate, but Master Yuantian did not allow him. He had to go down the mountain to protect Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang. Monk Wuwen did not dare to disobey his master's orders.
He could only reluctantly leave the Shaolin Temple with Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang.
Along the way, Monk Wuwen had a sullen face and ignored Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang. Monk Wuwen was silently protesting: I'm in a very unhappy mood! You'd better not provoke me!
"Brother Wuwen, want some water?" Ma Xiaoyao handed over a bottle of mineral water.
"I'm not thirsty." The unknown monk said coldly.
"What about some bread?" Ma Xiaoyao handed over another piece of bread.
"I'm not hungry." Monk Wuwen still didn't give Ma Xiaoyao a good look.
"Brother Wuwen, you have been depressed since you left the Shaolin Temple. Have you encountered anything troublesome?" Ma Xiaoyao asked with concern.
"Hmph!" Monk Wuwen snorted coldly: "Yes, I am indeed troubled. I feel so troubled that I want to commit suicide!"
"What's bothering you? Can you tell me about it?"
"Just say it! Who is afraid of whom? I have been holding these words in my heart for a long time, so I just took this opportunity to say them all out today!"
"Yes, tell me everything. As long as you say it, your heart will be happy."
"You and I are both Master's disciples. Why does Master prefer you two? I'll give you all the good things, and I'll bear all the bad things! I don't accept it!" Monk Wuwen roared angrily.
Ma Xiaoyao blinked: "Where did you start talking about this? Why did master favor the two of us?"
"You still say you have no preference? Has Master given you two the Millennium Snow Lotus?" asked the unknown monk.
Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "I did take it, but there is another hidden secret here. I helped Master get the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus. He once promised Da Zhuang and me that as long as I help him get the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, he will help me get it."
Da Zhuang and I transformed our bones and meridians so that we can practice internal strength. To transform our bones and meridians, we need to take Millennium Snow Lotus..." Ma Xiaoyao briefly explained what happened: "I believe that if you encounter difficulties, Senior Brother, Master
I will also spare no effort to help you.”
"Okay, let's not mention this matter." Monk Wuwen waved his hand: "Tell me about me acting as a bodyguard for you. Why should you ask me to be your bodyguard when you go down the mountain to travel?
, Master didn’t equip me with bodyguards! Isn’t this biased? Also, before my injury healed, he drove me down the mountain again to protect you, without caring about my feelings at all! He is biased! It’s unfair!”
Ma Xiaoyao pouted: "This question is easy to answer. Da Zhuang and I have provoked very powerful enemies. Master is worried about our safety, so he sent you down the mountain to protect us. As for why Master chose you? This question is easier to answer.
"Yes, because you are our senior brother, you are Master's eldest disciple, and the person Master trusts most, so he sent you down the mountain to protect us. Master is worried about sending others down the mountain!" At this point, Ma Xiaoyao paused.
: "Also, when you went down the mountain to travel, how could you be sure that Master didn't send anyone to protect you? Or maybe he himself went down the mountain directly to protect you, but he was always hiding in the dark and you couldn't find it."
"Strong words!" the unknown monk snorted.
"Whether I am arrogant or not, you will know if you go back and ask Master. Anyway, as far as I know, Master thinks highly of you and has praised you in front of us more than once. I can see that Master really cares about you, but
Master is not good at expressing emotions. You touch the pit of your heart and ask yourself, how has Master treated you over the years? Has he ever treated you badly? If Master hadn't patiently taught you kung fu, would you have achieved what you have today?" Ma Xiaoyao
He said with a serious expression.
Monk Wuwen was immediately stunned. He asked himself, had Master Yuantian treated him badly over the years? Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had not treated him badly and was very kind to him. As for Master Yuantian's preference for Ma Xiaoyao and Lei
The big thing... was also the random thought of the unknown monk... After thinking about it carefully, it seems that I should not question Master Yuantian... What has happened to me recently? Why have I become so suspicious and random?
Fortunately, Ma Xiaoyao's words today woke him up. If he continues to be confused, he doesn't know what trouble he will cause.
After thinking of this, a trace of shame flashed in Monk Wuwen's eyes: "You are right, it was just my own random suspicion... I will correct it in the future."
Seeing that Monk Wuwen had figured it out, Ma Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief: "Senior Brother Wuwen, the three of us are a master. We should support each other and be close to each other. We must not make random suspicions. We must not chill the master's heart.
.”
The Wuwen monk let out a sullen breath: "I will never do this again."
After untying their knots, the relationship between the three of them began to become closer. Monk Wuwen no longer kept a straight face and took the initiative to chat with Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang, most of which were about martial arts training.
, Monk Wuwen is a martial arts fanatic, and he is also interested in practicing martial arts.
Lei Dazhuang was also a martial arts fanatic, and he had many topics in common with Monk Wuwen. Along the way, the two had a lively chat.
