Chen Wu's helpless voice sounded from the inner room, with a bit of guilt on his face: "The third master's life can be saved with my 'Purple Yang Xuantian Qi'. But it can only protect the heart, and the Dantian has been broken."
"I'm afraid a lifetime of cultivation will be wasted."
"I can only do so much."
Chen Wu was a little ashamed.
I thought I could help, but it was only limited.
Chen Xiu exhaled slowly, with cold eyes: "Brother Chen, please, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'm very grateful for rescuing the teacher."
As he spoke, he frowned slightly: "Brother, where is my sister? Is she injured? Is she in the inner room?"
Wang Meng hesitated to speak, and slowly handed out a roll of silk and a brocade bag.
"Your sister is not injured, it's just"
Chen Xiu opened the silk fabric, and the delicate and graceful fonts came into view:
Chen Xiu, Tianye Mansion was robbed, and it was impossible for me to watch sister Yue'er get hurt. Therefore, I took her away from Tianye Mansion, and I will guarantee everything for her! You, take care of yourself. - Shuiyue Tiangong·Wanyue
"Water Moon Palace?"
Chen Xiu spoke every word with a chill in his eyes.
The five fingers were slightly closed, and there was a surge of fire in the fingertips. The thin silk ignited in the palm of the hand and gradually dissipated.
"Water Moon Palace? Chen Xiu, please don't be impulsive. Maybe it's a good thing."
Chen Wu spoke continuously, with a look of panic on his face: "That is a big force. It is one of the eight sword sects of the 'Eight Swords passed down through the ages' in Jianghu Gejue. It can be regarded as one of the righteous ways."
"This sect only accepts female disciples and pays attention to character. Your sister should be fine."
He was really worried that he would also be affected.
After all, this person has a bad reputation as "Shura" in today's Tianye Mansion.
He kills without blinking an eye, and holds thousands of dead souls in his hands.
As he spoke, he deliberately slowed down his voice: "If Miss Chen Yue can really join Shuiyue Tiangong, that would be a good thing. After all, she is the top decent sect in the world, and her family style is also quite upright, so she can avoid many wars."
Chen Xiu didn't speak, he just touched the brocade bag with his fingers.
A jade Buddha the size of a thumb fell into the palm of his hand.
The Buddha statue is exquisite, with a face full of compassion and lifelike, which is enough to show the extraordinary carving work.
It is both moisturizing and refreshing.
There is information emerging in the eyes;
[Tribute: Qingling Jade Buddha]
[Assessment: Second Grade (Extreme)]
[Comment: The token of Shuiyue Tiangong is exquisitely made and irrigated by the breath of heaven and earth, but the jade quality is relatively ordinary!]
[Gift: Jiuyao Spirit (Part 1)]
【Refining or not?】
Chen Xiu remained silent.
It is indeed a token of Shuiyue Tiangong, but will my sister really be safe?
She has never practiced martial arts, does not know how to refine qi, and is not very literate.
A flash of worry flashed in Chen Xiu's cold eyes.
In this world now, there is nothing he cares about more than this sister.
"I don't understand, but since it is a token of the Kendo Sect? Why is it a Buddha statue? There can't be any fraud, right?"
Wang Meng carefully asked the doubts in his heart.
In his mind, the way of swordsmanship is either derived from Taoism, or it is derived from the performance of warriors on the battlefield.
How did you get involved with Buddhism?
Chen Wu looked at Chen Xiu very carefully and explained patiently: "This is the special feature of Shuiyue Palace."
"As one of the eight major sword sects, it has been inherited since ancient times. According to legend, in the land of Wuyue in the south of the Yangtze River, there was a girl who was taught swordsmanship by heaven. Using green bamboo as a sword, she defeated all the masters in the world and reached the top. Then she became a monk and entered the Buddhist sect Shuiyue.
I am a nun in a nunnery, practicing Buddhism in secret."
"During the war period, when Shuiyue An destroyed its sect, all demons were wiped out. Because he violated the Buddhist precepts of killing, he named himself a Buddha and practiced in Jiulu in Beiyan. Later, he founded a sect, taking Kendo Buddhism as its source, and emphasizing the purity of mind and spirit.
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Buddhism?
Then maybe, it should be possible.
Chen Xiu held the finger of the small jade Buddha and slowly moved it away.
This, he would not choose to refine.
"Now that my sister has left, I have nothing to worry about in this Tianye Mansion except the teacher."
In Chen Xiu's eyes, there was the ultimate killing intent.
The breath in his whole body changed at this moment.
Chen Wu's face turned slightly pale.
At this moment, his heart seemed to have stopped beating.
That crazy killing intent was chilling to the core.
"Brother Chen, please help me heal the teacher. I will thank you very much for what happened here."
Chen Xiu spoke calmly, his eyes falling on the roster.
On the mottled roster, traces of blood were drawn.
"These are all traitors. In the past, when we were enjoying good times, we had them, and Master treated them well. In times of crisis, we could just sit back and watch, but they actually added insult to injury!"
Wang Meng gritted his teeth, his face full of hatred: "In the future, I will make them look good!"
"It won't be needed later."
An indifferent voice sounded, and Wang Meng raised his head in confusion: "Why? Junior brother, do you still miss the friendship between the sects?"
Chen Xiu held the long red knife, the thick roster fell into his palm, and cold words rang out:
"Because, they don't even have tomorrow!!"
A chill surged up into Chen Wu's heavenly spirit, and his scalp became numb.
Chen Xiu, what does he want to do?
Ye Xun was alone in the mansion, drinking wine and humming a tune, how comfortable he was!
With his eyes blurred, he suddenly felt a little complacent as he listened to the laughter of his wives and concubines far away and the children's play.
He was very grateful for his intelligence and ability to adapt to the changing circumstances.
After the old gang leader fell, he quickly hugged Bao San's thigh and stood firm.
Now, he has surrendered to Zhou Wenlong!
The heavy sword in front of Wang Meng was struck by him himself.
"Oh, what a pity. If Wang Meng had been killed by that knife, my status in Lord Zhou's eyes would probably have been improved, right?" Ye Xun stood up slowly, feeling a little regretful.
He only regretted that his sword was too slow and others took the limelight.
"Xiaoxue, bring over your Drunken Spring Breeze. Also, throw away all the things Bao San gave you! Bad luck!"
Ye Xun shook his wine glass and muttered.
His words echoed in the huge courtyard, seeming inexplicably lonely.
"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue!"
Ye Xun shouted loudly with some fear.
No one responded, and a gust of cold wind blew by, making him feel chilled all over.
"Tick tock -"
The sound was as crisp as dripping water, suddenly so clear in the silence.
etc--
Why is it so cold?
Isn't the door closed long ago?
Ye Xun walked out of the small courtyard tremblingly.
An extreme smell of blood rushed straight into the nose.
His wife, his concubines, and his servants all fell in a pool of blood.
There was fear and despair on his face.
Pfft——
The blood-stained knife was slowly drawn out, and his daughter Xiaoxue fell to the ground quietly.
He slowly raised his head.
What caught my eye was the Shura-like figure—Chen Xiu!
"Chen Xiu, the rules of the world are: one person does things and one person is responsible!"
"Why do you want to destroy my whole family!!"
Ye Xun yelled almost crazily, bursting into tears!