The firewood gate of Lanyuan was closed tightly. Apart from the fragrance of flowers, no sound could be heard from outside. Yang Andao's face was sallow, and big beads of sweat were rolling down his face. He was half lying down.
The lying Yang Andao was trying hard to support his upper body with his elbows, but obviously, after shaking for a while, Yang Andao gave up the struggle and lay down completely.
Xi Wuhan was holding a bowl of water and saw this scene nearby. He hurriedly went to help, but was stopped by Yang Andao's eyes.
"I'm afraid I won't recover from my injury this time. Zongzi Tan deserves to be a great master. But no matter what, I have to stand up. I can't be a burden to others. Even if I lose my martial arts, I can't be a burden to others.
"
Yang Andao's words were intermittent, and it seemed that every time he opened his mouth, he had to accumulate a lot of energy. For some reason, when Xi Wuhan listened to these words, a surge of sadness suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes turned red.
Xi Wuhan quickly comforted him softly: "Taoist Master, please relax. Master will definitely be able to think of a solution. Please speak less now and don't let your true energy leak out."
Yang Andao smiled miserably at Xi Wuhan, closed his eyes and said no more. He knew very well how many injuries he had suffered. Fortunately, he had protected his heart. Otherwise, how would he have the strength to survive until now? Carefully recalling Tan Zongzi
Every move after move, Yang Andao shuddered as he thought of that terrible scene again.
Duan Baoji was sitting cross-legged in the inner room. The whole inner room was in a mess, and books were scattered on the floor. Duan Baoji flipped through each book one by one, looking for them one by one, with anxious expressions all printed on his solemn face.
Duan Baoji kept flipping through the book and murmured to himself: "Cousin, you have to hold on, I will definitely find a way to save you, I will definitely do it. I won't let anything happen to you, and neither will you.
Something may happen, you must hold on, I will find it soon."
As she flipped through one book after another, Duan Baoji became more and more irritable, and a look of disappointment slowly accumulated on her face. In the end, Duan Baoji slumped powerlessly among the mess, her hands hanging down weakly and empty.
Two lines of hot tears silently flowed down his eyes that were lifeless.
In the pagoda forest in the backyard of Dangshan Temple, a fat old man stood silently in front of the tombs of Xi Zhen and Pei Feng, with a solemn expression and his lips trembling in the cold wind.
The old man is about fifty or sixty years old, but his beard and hair have long turned white, and his face is full of wrinkles, depicting the vicissitudes of time. He is wearing white washed coarse cloth clothes, tattered, but the cuffs are oily and smooth. There is a breeze.
Like a blade, it brushed across the old man's face. The old man slowly squatted down, looked at the tombstone and murmured:
"Girl Feng, you finally got what you wanted. Brat, you're lying here, and I haven't even been able to see you for the last time. It's good for you, lying here and feeling comfortable, but what should you do to these living old friends?
What to do? No matter what, you two can finally stay together and never be separated again. I should be happy for you and it’s worth having a drink.”
The old man took out a wine gourd from his waist, and a chicken drumstick from his sleeve, and placed them in front of the tombstone. After spilling the wine for a while, he raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in the gourd.
After drinking the wine, the old man buried the wine gourd in front of the tombstone, squinted his eyes and looked at the tombstone. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he suddenly stretched out his right index finger and carved two words on the tombstone with his index finger next to the inscription on the tombstone.
"Who is this? This is Dangshan Temple Pagoda Forest.
, is where the relics of eminent monks of our Dangshan Temple have been enshrined. Who are you? How dare you break into the pagoda forest of our Dangshan Temple."
With an angry shout, two eyebrow-raising sticks flew towards the old man's back. The eyebrow-raising sticks roared with wind, and the force of the throw was extremely strong. After throwing the eyebrow-raising sticks, the two monks fought hard together.
Leap, four palms hit the old man in the back at the same time.
These two monks are the direct disciples of Zen Master Wuji - Huiming and Huikong, who are among the best among the Hui generation in Dangshan Temple. After Wuyi Wuji Daguo escorted Yingwen to Lanruo Temple, Huiming and Huikong became
The vanguard of protecting the temple. The two of them were surprised when they saw an old man appearing in the pagoda forest. Although Dangshan Temple is not an iron-walled temple, not just anyone can break in, let alone the pagoda forest behind it.
Huiming and Huikong didn't know whether the old man in front of them was an enemy or a friend, so they took the lead to attack tentatively. When the Qi Mei stick whizzed at the old man, they did not use their full strength.
The old man did not look back. As soon as his right hand left the tombstone, he waved his hand and swept behind him. After grabbing two eyebrow-level sticks, he threw the sticks out and counterattacked towards Huiming and Huikong.
Huiming and Huikong were shocked. The old man didn't even look back, and could catch the stick he threw with one hand. What was even more terrifying was that he could fight back. The two of them were Wuji's proud disciples, and they were also very good at Wuji.
Although the internal strength of the True Inheritance is slightly inferior, even if it were put into the arena, ordinary masters would not take it seriously.
It's just that the old man in front of them was too terrifying, which made Huiming and Huikong have to cheer up again, so when they used their palms again, the strength in their hands unconsciously increased a bit.
When the old man heard the wind coming from his palm, he quickly turned around, still using his right hand, and moved towards Huiming and Huikong with a single palm. The old man's attack was so fast that even Huiming and Huikong had no time to react. The old man's single palm was as fast as the wind,
With four crisp applauses, Huiming and Huikong couldn't bear it any longer, and their bodies were knocked backwards.
Fortunately, the old man did not use all his strength. Huiming and Huikong turned over in the air. After losing most of their strength, they fell to the ground. The old man succeeded with one blow and did not continue to attack. Instead, he looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar.
, jumped up, and after a few ups and downs, disappeared into the distance.
The roar was like the deafening sound of waves in a rolling torrent, so Huiming and Huikong had to cover their ears and use their inner strength to resist, so as not to be deafened by the roar. After the old man and the roar disappeared, Huiming
, Huikong let go of his hands, and the two looked at each other, feeling incredible.
This old man's martial arts cultivation is too terrifying, and his inner strength is probably inferior to that of Daguo, let alone the two masters Wuyi and Wuji. But who is this person? Who should it be? Huiming, Hui
Kong was puzzled, so he slowly came to the place where the old man was standing just now, maybe he could find some clues.
Coming to the tombstone, Huiming's eyes swept over the tombstone, and at the same time, his heart was shocked. He pointed at the tombstone and couldn't even speak. Seeing Huiming's expression, Huikong quickly looked along the point of his finger, and suddenly made a thud,
I was stunned with shock and didn't know what to say.
Huikong saw that someone had carved two deep characters on the tombstone with his fingers - He Xiong. There was such a deep inner power in this world that he could use a pointing pen to carve words on the stone. But when
After they saw the engraved names, they were relieved. If anyone in this world could put their fingers on the stone,
For engraving, I'm afraid the only name is He Xiong.
However, how could He Xiong suddenly appear after disappearing from the world for ten years, and then suddenly appear in Dangshan Temple? Huiming and Huikong were puzzled, but at least they both understood that if this old man really was He Xiong,
So based on his friendship with Xi Zhen, it will definitely not be detrimental to him.
Huangshan walked and ran all the way to Lanyuan. When he saw Xi Wuhan again, the little girl's face shone with excitement. Huangshan couldn't help but secretly sighed: "It is indeed a place where sentiment is cultivated." Seeing Xi Wuhan again.
Wu Han, Huang Shan felt that this little girl had grown into a graceful and generous girl. She had not seen her for half a month, and such a big change had taken place. Huang Shan couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Xi Wuhan was very excited, holding Huangshan's hand and chattering non-stop. This made Huangshan very embarrassed, and his face instantly turned red to the root of his neck. Xi Wuhan felt that it didn't matter, since he hadn't seen his relatives for half a month, there was always something wrong.
Endless words to say.
Xi Wuhan calmed down when he saw Yang Andao. From a distance, he could only see Yang Andao lying on the cave and Duan Baoji waiting beside him. The two kept talking.
Yang Andao's eyes were blazing, and he said intermittently with a smile on his face: "Cousin, although I was seriously injured today, I am extremely happy at the moment. If I had known that it would be like this, I really wish I would have been injured earlier, so that I
I can look at my cousin like this earlier and be with my cousin."
Duan Baoji was ashamed and angry, but she couldn't get angry. She just choked and said: "How come your mouth is not injured? You deserve it. If I had known, I should have let Tan Zongzi's bald donkey break your mouth as well."
Yang Andao coughed several times, and Duan Baoji turned pale with fright. She quickly patted Yang Andao's chest. Yang Andao took advantage of the situation and grabbed the green jade hands. Duan Baoji did not resist, but just let Yang Andao grab his hand.
Place it on his chest that beats like fire.
For some reason, Duan Baoji felt the warmth on Yang Andao's hands and chest, and unknowingly, she looked like a girl, blushing with embarrassment. Yang Andao looked at the beauty in front of him with admiration, the admiration in his eyes, in this moment.
It burst out in an instant. Although it was not as vigorous as that of boys and girls, it was still like a trickle, endless, soft and gentle.
Duan Baoji was immersed in the trickle, and then a thought burst out in her mind: His injury was too serious. She had searched all the classics and could not find a way to treat his injury. Could it be that the love of these decades,
Is it going to end at this moment? As I thought about it, two lines of hot tears burst out of my eyes again, dripping on Yang Andao's hand, breaking into several petals like pearls falling on the ground.
How could Yang Andao not know what he was thinking at this moment? He shook Duan Baoji's hand and said softly: "Cousin, you don't have to worry. I have already seen through the so-called life and death. No matter when you die, as long as you die
I have dignity. As long as I spend time with you, even if I die immediately, I will have no regrets. It’s just that I can’t accompany you through the last years of my life. I, I’m sorry for you.”
Duan Baoji suppressed the grief in her heart and shouted softly: "Yang Andao, what are you talking about? You were a coward and escaped back then. Do you still want to escape now? Do you want to die to escape?"
Yang Andao felt a burst of grief in his heart, which affected his internal injuries. After a cough, Yang Andao gasped for air, and big beads of sweat rolled down his sallow face again.