After the monks put her down, they bowed quietly and then retreated.
Wang Jia walked to Jiang Su's side, with a slightly serious look on his face. He naturally gathered up his clothes, behaved politely but not sloppily, and was quite elegant. He sat on the futon opposite the old monk.
"Miss Jiang's character is different from what is rumored."
"There is an unruly and arrogant temperament that is different from ordinary monks. What he says and does is not the right way. There are some evil spirits, which should be caused by obstacles in the heart. It is difficult to get rid of them for a while. With the transformation of yin and yang, all the injustice accumulated in the past is gone.
Show it."
It is indeed different from the arrogance of ordinary monks. Other monks look down on mortals, but she looks down on all living creatures.
"thump--"
Jiang Su sat down on the ground as soon as her legs were loosened. She touched the futon and sat down. She crossed her legs with her hands and sneered in Wang Jia's direction:
"Your Majesty, you are overthinking it. The rumors are all covered up like bricks and mortar by layers of truth."
"Just now I cut off one of your hands outside, and it was immediately distorted and interpreted by people who didn't know the truth, and it was rumored that the abbot of Zhenmo Temple broke the precepts."
"Three people make a tiger. People like to say what they think. There are rumors like this. It's just that they want to see the abbot break the precepts, and they want to see the monks break the precepts."
"The ascetic indulges in love, the law enforcer tears the law with his own hands."
"To drag down the cool breeze and bright moon from the high platform and put it in the mire for everyone to step on, this is what people in the world want."
The girl has a sickly complexion, a thin lower jaw, and pale lips. She shows her row of white teeth and has a bright smile. She is pretending to be innocent but cannot hide her surliness.
Wang Jia felt threatened by her.
"Can't you mention her mental disorder?"
After hearing this, the old monk Shanyu stared at Jiang Su closely, his round eyes narrowed slightly, and there were some subtle changes in his expression.
He stopped banging the wooden fish in his hand and said, "Senior Brother Shansi mentioned you to me a few days ago."
"Oh, father-in-law?" Jiang Su suddenly changed his face and pretended to be unintentional.
"As you said you were coming, let me take you directly to the seminar we are going to hold in the near future. It will definitely benefit those who listen."
He placed the small wooden mallet on the ground and twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, "Now it sounds like you are indeed a bit wise. You have been able to understand the principles of the world at a young age. It is unbelievable and admirable. You are so good."
Jiang Su didn't take it seriously and rolled up his sleeves, "Old monk, you still like to praise others so much."
"When your sect leader opened the letter, you mentioned to us that in the sect competition, you were able to make thirty-three elders of the Shifang Sect realize enlightenment by relying on your own understanding of the Tao. And on your own,
Use your power to fight against the Nine Purple Heavenly Thunder, from building the foundation to overcoming the tribulation to the golden elixir."
"The wind blows away all the talismans, and the two swords of life are thrown away."
"You have grown a lot since you and I first met ten years ago."
The kind-hearted old monk did not hesitate to praise Jiang Su, and his tone was filled with sighs for her growth.
Jiang Su's heart tightened and she couldn't help but wonder, "Why does this old monk mention the past in front of others?"
"Why don't you leave?" Jiang Su urged Wang Jia.
"Hmm? I'm from the Western Regions, and I'm an old acquaintance with the old monk Shanyu, so naturally I wanted to pay him a visit."
He has a gentle manner and a leisurely voice.
The bloody smell around him suddenly disappeared. Wang Jia rolled up his sleeves, pressed his hand on the broken section, and carefully put it on his original arm. He first pinched the body and then took out the glass bottle and drank the elixir.
Bones grow again and connect two by two, and the texture of muscles and tendons are as bright as flowers.
Jiang Su did not hide it and sat upright, but sniffed the surrounding air vigorously with her nose. Her frown suddenly brightened, and she joked: "You are using my elixir."
Wang Jia was twisting his arm and was stunned when he heard this, "...what did you say?"
"Oh, I said this is the elixir I refined. The flesh and blood elixir. If there is a slight difference in the ratio, the order of adding spiritual materials during the refining process, and the heat, the smell of the resulting elixir will be different.
.”
"It's not like I can't recognize my own elixir. You are lucky enough to be able to buy the elixir I refined in the Southern Region from traders who travel all over the country."
Young people are arrogant. Jiang Su is strict with himself in alchemy, and every step of his operation is like a precise instrument.
She vaguely guessed the reason why Wang Jia had been following her.
"What he said about asking for medicine may be true. People who came to the Southern Territory to ask for Jingxin Pills crowded through the threshold of Yusu Hall. Later, Xiao Shiyu controlled the flow of people. Otherwise, I might have been drained of the rest of my body by the alchemy.
A few taels of meat.”
"But... this may be what he wanted me to know on purpose."
"I can be sure that if he is setting up a trap, I must be among them...Wang Jia...this name always feels familiar..."
Wang Jia raised his eyebrows and said with his head: "Yes, I did buy it from the merchant specially."
He moved his hands, making fists, and the joints creaked. He punched the air to the side again, and the fists were filled with wind.
"Listen, it is indeed more effective than ordinary pills."
Jiang Su's expression turned cold again at this moment. She killed him from behind and threw him directly in Wang Jia's direction.
The sword cultivator in black was puzzled and turned his head to avoid it.
Killing coldly and fiercely, it flew around and struck on a beam of Luohan Hall, deeply embedded in it.
"what you do?!!"
Wang Jia did not pull out his sword, he just frowned slightly.
"You are not a swordsman."
"Of course I am."
The old monk Shanyu shook his head at this time, and looked at Wang Jia with a slightly pitiful expression, "She is right, you have lost the heart of the sword. The heart of the sword is the heart to fight against the enemy, and the heart to fight.
You, a sword cultivator, can tolerate a little medical cultivator provoking you over and over again, which is really inappropriate."
Wang Jia didn't respond, but stood up and jumped, stepped on the beam, and took off the phoenix on the beam.
He handed the sword to Jiang Su, "The sword is the weapon of a gentleman. It's just a child's play. How can a gentleman be unforgiving to a child?"
"……."
Jiang Su was about to have an attack.
Wang Jia disappeared in the main hall in an instant and was nowhere to be found.
"..."
"What! You ask me for pills, but you still call me a child?! He looks down on me?!!"
"Haha, when he shows up next time, I will cut off his flesh. I want to understand his so-called gentleman's way."
Jiang Su said fiercely, and the next moment, he stood up, picked up the futon under him, walked from the opposite side of the old monk to his side, put down the futon, and sat cross-legged again.
"Old monk Shanyu, please tell me whether you have seen my little senior sister."
"She has always liked white clothes. She has an extraordinary appearance and outstanding temperament. Her sword is a black sword, and the name of the sword is Zhenyu. Our headmaster told me that the little senior sister's illness can be cured by head Shansi?"
Jiang Su sat next to him this time. Instead of straightening his body, he bent his back lazily and kept groping randomly on the ground.
