The place where Qin Changfeng lives is an independent courtyard of the inn.
Helian Duoduo, who was extremely frightened, did not dare to be careless about the master's accommodation, food and accommodation. As for how he could explain to Helian Tieshu, the leader of the first-grade hall, why he was the only one who came back alive, it couldn't be simpler.
——Rescued by Qin Changfeng, a mysterious monk from the Western Regions.
Qin Changfeng has been waiting in this courtyard for ten days. He waited patiently. Helian Duoduo had already passed the news to the palace. Several waves of maids and eunuchs had come in these days, but he had sent them away.
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He sat in the room under the big locust tree, patiently carving the wood in his hands, and waited patiently. He believed that it was impossible for Li Qiu Shui, whose appearance was ruined, not to come and see for himself... Helian Duoduo, a second-generation official, swore that
under the guarantee.
In Xixia, the only person who knew Qin Changfeng's true identity was Helian Duoduo, who was in constant panic. However, he would never dare to reveal a single word until he got the antidote to the so-called poison in his body.
In fact, he didn't know what this terrifying monk wanted to do.
Although he was tortured on the way from the border to Xingqing Mansion, he could also see that... this monk was not as glorious and great as he showed.
Once, the monk stood on the edge of a cliff and stopped for a long time inexplicably. Then he went crazy and cut off the flesh on his arm with a knife to feed the young eagle howling in the gap in the cliff.
Once, when the monk saw a Song veteran who had his hands chopped off by Xixia soldiers and lived a very difficult life, he suddenly burst into tears. He personally cleaned the wounds of the maggot-like old thing and fed him a whole bowl of broth. However, he waited until the other party laughed.
When he was saying thank you, he slapped his neck and broke it.
Another time, a woman from a Xixia shepherd's family had a difficult childbirth, and she bled profusely. She was about to die both her mother and her child. However, the monk took out a bottle of precious red spiritual liquid and gave the woman only half of the bottle. Not only was the child safe,
After the birth, even the mother's face instantly regained its radiance, and she could even get up and say thank you directly.
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The most recent time was before entering Xingqing Mansion. The monk had been sitting quietly on a hill for a long time. Suddenly he stood up, pointed at the sky and cursed: "Your mother's devil!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous roar.
Loud, heavy rain poured down...
Qin Changfeng also once served as a demon Buddha in the Yitian world, but that was just an illusion he deliberately created and could not be taken to be true.
Now the monk, who has killed more than a thousand people, and the Rudraksha beads are connected together to start a mission to be titled as a demon Buddha. He has no idea how to complete it. He has tried various methods along the way, except that he almost turned himself into a madman.
, besides driving Helian Duoduo crazy, there was nothing gained.
He thought about Ruo Liuli, had this woman known something for a long time? What was her intention in giving the rosary to him?
When my thoughts were ups and downs, the door to the room suddenly opened without any wind, and then closed with a bang, as if it was just an illusion and nothing had happened.
But how could it not happen? There is an extra person in the room!
Qin Changfeng stopped carving, then took a deep breath and raised his head. A white figure stood in front of him.
This man seemed to be there, but he seemed to be returning. His whole body was in white clothes, lined with white snow all over the ground. He stood there motionless, but it gave people a hazy feeling.
"Master, I'm so polite here." The person in the white shirt is slender and graceful. She is obviously a woman. Her face is covered with a white gauze scarf, so her face cannot be seen clearly. The voice coming out from under the veil is soft and melodious. What do you think?
They are all like gentle and gentle ladies.
The premise is that you don’t know her name is Li Qiushui!
"Senior, what do you want to do?" Qin Changfeng asked, pretending not to know.
"Monk, how did you know that I am a senior? Do you think my voice is very old?" But the man in white shirt stood calmly at the door, the breeze outside the window was fluttering like a fairy.
Qin Changfeng said: "The poor monk thinks that his martial arts is not weak, but in front of seniors, even his breath is involuntarily affected. If he is not a top master, he will never be like this."
"Are you good at martial arts? Monk, you are quite confident, but I don't know if you are really capable. But it's none of my business. I'm just here to ask for something from you... I heard that you have a bottle that can live and die.
, the miracle medicine of flesh and bones, I want to see if it is really so mysterious, bring it to me and see."
As the man in white shirt spoke, he stretched out a plain white palm toward Qin Changfeng. The five fingers were long and slender, and each one was crystal clear and round. The man could not believe that this was the palm of an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
"Life and death are too mysterious. Flesh and white bones can barely be achieved, but the precious medicine of a poor monk is not easily given to others." Qin Changfeng said with a smile, but he had no intention of taking out the so-called magic medicine.
"You won't give it to me?" the woman in white shirt asked.
Qin Changfeng smiled and replied: "It's not that I won't give it, but that the female donor has to give something in exchange."
"Oh, what do you want?" The woman in white shirt looked at him with surprise in her eyes.
Qin Changfeng said softly: "Small Wuxiang Kung."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The woman in the white shirt laughed, and then suddenly a white light flashed, and with a bang, Qin Changfeng's body flew out and fell to the wall far away.
At this time, she asked quietly: "Monk, are you afraid of death?"
"Afraid!" Qin Changfeng answered truthfully.
"Then will you give it?"
"No!"
Bang!
Qin Changfeng flew out again, this time vomiting blood from his mouth, but he smiled and said: "You will never get it after I die."
Tsk...
His monk's robe was torn open, then the middle robe, and finally the inner robe... until finally, a naked monk stood there with his hands folded.
But, he is still laughing!
I'm fucking hiding it in the storage space. If you can find it, I'll just kneel down for you!
Qin Changfeng was naked, but without any shame, he said with a strange smile: "Little Wuxiang Kung."
Snap!
The woman in the white shirt casually pulled out a hemp rope from the beam. With her inner strength surging, the hemp rope hit Qin Changfeng like an oiled whip.
He did not activate the active or any defense of the Vajra Bodyguard, and even disabled the passive on his own initiative. He allowed the whip to hit his body, and immediately drew a torn whip mark on his chest.
"Does it hurt?"
"pain!"
"Give it or not?"
"Little Wuxiang Kung!"
Snap!
The man in the white shirt shook the hemp rope into a python shape, wrapped it around his chest and drew it toward his back.
There was another bloody whip mark, but the monk's smile remained unchanged, and he opened his mouth and said: "Not only do I have the elixir that can help you restore your appearance, but I can also help you deal with your senior sister Wu Xingyun!"
The woman in the white shirt shook her arm, and the rope whip flew past Qin Changfeng's face wearing a wooden mask. She asked in a sweet voice: "Why do you say this?"
The monk pretended to be profound, as if he knew nothing about genius, "Su Hui, donor, you don't understand."
"Su Hui? Haha..."
Bang, bang, bang...
A quarter of an hour later, the woman in white shirt panted slightly and stopped. At this time, no part of the monk's body was intact. He did not dodge from the beginning to the end, laughing while being beaten.
A living piece of hob meat!
"Monk, you win, but the secrets of my Xiaoyao sect are never passed on to outsiders. Please change the conditions."
"This is easy, I will pay homage to my master!" After the monk finished speaking, he leaned over and bowed to his disciples without hesitation.
The woman in white clothes was startled on the spot, then shook her head and said with a smile: "My Xiaoyao sect always only selects those with excellent qualifications to recruit disciples. You are such a bad person, you are not qualified to be my disciple."
"Oh, really?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Changfeng suddenly ran forward. The man in white shirt had sarcasm in his eyes and raised his hand to slap him.
Bang!
There was a dull sound, and the woman's palm hit Qin Changfeng's chest, but this time... he did not take a step back!
The woman in the white shirt looked extremely ugly... His veil was taken off by Qin Changfeng and held in his hand. In the confrontation just now, she actually lost half a move!
Although she underestimated the enemy, it can be seen that this young monk's skills are extremely extraordinary, and I am afraid that even his brothers and sisters could not compare to them back then!
At the same time, Qin Changfeng's hair stood on end. He sought the Small Phaseless Kung Fu from Li Qiu Shui, but he was trying to get rid of chestnuts from the fire from beginning to end.
Now he lifts the other party's veil, revealing a snow-white face but covered with four criss-crossing sword wounds, which can be called an extremely ugly face. Who knows if this woman will go crazy?
But at this time, he deliberately showed a disgusted expression.
He just wants to stimulate Li Qiushui and make her unable to bear the ugly scars on her face, so she becomes even more desperate for the elixir to eliminate scars!
Although he took a big risk, Qin Changfeng firmly believed that from the moment Li Qiushui stepped here, he had a 70% chance of winning.
There are two people that Li Qiushui has been grudged against in his life and cannot get rid of.
The first is Wuyazi, love cannot be obtained.
The second is Wu Xingyun, who hates but cannot kill.
Therefore, for Li Qiushui, restoring his appearance is not just about getting rid of the ugly scars, it is also an unprecedented revenge attack on Wu Xingyun!
Think about it, what would Wu Xingyun think when he saw Li Qiushui, who had been tortured by his ugly appearance for half his life, appear in front of him with a changed appearance?
I'll tear you apart, bitch!
Even though they are already seventy or eighty years old, they can still live for at least a few decades. Women remember their revenge and will not give up until they die.
"Wu Xingyun's Eight Desolations and Liuhe Self-Supreme Skill requires rejuvenation once every thirty years. The next time will be four or five years later. Although the disciple's skill is not as good as the master, once he has practiced his secret skill, he can join forces with the master to deal with the situation at that time.
Isn’t Wu Xingyun ready to be captured?”
While Li QiuShui remained silent, Qin Changfeng once again showed his mysterious omniscience.
As expected, a look of surprise flashed across Li Qiushui's eyes, and then he suddenly smiled and said: "What Wu Xingyun, no matter what she says, she is still your master, and she still needs to be polite, otherwise she should laugh at me for being a bad teacher. Okay.
Now, if you haven’t put on your clothes yet, are you waiting for my teacher to help you put them on?”
"Disciple doesn't dare." Qin Changfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart trembled again, because Li Qiushui said: "Good disciple, my master has already promised you, why don't you show me the elixir?
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Qin Changfeng replied with a serious face: "The disciple hid the medicine outside the city. How about the master teach the disciple Xuan Gong first, and the disciple can pick up the elixir on another day?"
"Haha... I'll wait until I return to the palace with my master."
"That's fine. Anyway, if my disciple doesn't show up within ten days, the medicine keeper will destroy the medicine directly."
"My dear disciple, why are you wearing a mask? Take it off and let me see it."
"My disciple is ugly. I'm afraid it will stain the Master's eyes, so let's forget it..."
