Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 47 The Willow Goddess of Mercy
"Tick, tick..."

Inside the cave, stalactites dripped onto the rocks, making a clear and agitated sound. In the distance, a few gray-clothed monks held a saber and looked around warily.

At this moment, on the wide stone bed, Meng Kui, a member of the life-killing monk lineage of Guangning Temple, had his legs crossed, trembling all over, his face was already pale, and cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead.

It has been three days, and the injury from the Samadhi True Fire has been repeated repeatedly under the suppression of the elixir of the Lotus Monk lineage.

Of course, it’s not that the pills of the Lotus Monk’s lineage are not easy to use, but that at Meng Kui’s level, he has come into contact with too high-end pills, coupled with the burning injury of the real fire of Samadhi, it is almost a Taoist injury, at least a Daoist. Only Jindan Daoist or eminent monks in the realm of Buddhist relics can be completely expelled, so at this moment, Meng Kui still has a large wound on his back, and still emits a burnt smell from time to time.

"Senior Brother, are you feeling better today?" A tall, dark-skinned monk held a bowl in his hand, which was full of herbs, which were clearly decoctions for dispelling heat and promoting blood circulation.

"Senior brother, your injury can't be delayed any longer. Only the eminent monks in the realm of the relics can be healed if they are expelled with Buddha's light. Why don't you go back to the temple." The monk persuaded with a look of hesitation on his face.

Meng Kui drank the decoction in the bowl in one gulp, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, his pale cheeks recovered some blush, and said unwillingly, "It's been a long way to go back to Guangning Temple. It takes too long to go back and forth. The secret realm is about to open, if you can’t say it, you’ll miss it.”

He still didn't say that there were some things left behind in the forbidden palace of the Su Kingdom. Among them was a stone talisman of a six-pointed star, which was the key to enter the secret realm.

Now how to get that thing back has become a headache.

"But it's not a problem to stay here right now." The monk took the empty bowl and sighed heavily, as if feeling a little helpless at Meng Kui's stubbornness, "Besides, with senior brother's current injury, even if the secret realm is opened, it will not be a problem." Inaccessible."

Hearing this, Meng Kui sighed, how could he not know that in the current situation, there was nothing he could do except go back to Guangning Temple for treatment.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel that I was very unlucky. I wanted to go in and find something to improve my strength, but I didn't want to lose my wife and lose my army.

Just when Meng Kui was upset, a monk from outside suddenly came to report, saying: "Brother Meng, Miss Hua from Tanyue Temple is here."

Meng Kui was stunned for a moment, his face couldn't help showing joy, and he said anxiously, "Please come in quickly."

As far as he knew, Concubine Hua was a disciple of Master Jingdu of Tanyue Nunnery, and also a Buddhist daughter of Tanyue Nunnery, and she might have a precious medicine to treat injuries on her body.

With the sound of light footsteps, Hua Feiyin dressed in a moon-white monk robe, and under the protection of four middle-aged nuns, she came to the cave and looked at Meng Kui on the stone bed. There was some compassion, and the soft voice was soft, "Amitabha, Brother Meng, why did you end up like this?"

For the past few days, she has been leading a few senior sisters to run back and forth in a place at the foot of Yuntai Mountain, using four treasure banners to follow the terrain of the mountain range, and laying out a large array of fog to hide the moon, this is the formation of Tanyue Nunnery .

Meng Kui sighed: "Junior Sister, this matter... is hard to describe in one word."

As he spoke, he told the truth about how he entered the forbidden palace to steal treasures, how he was injured by the real fire of samadhi, and finally sighed: "The Sa family underestimated this human luck, and they did things that happened outside the festival, and now they are in calamity. There is nothing to say, but one thing is left behind, and that thing is the key to open the secret realm, if there is no such thing, I am afraid I will not be able to enter the secret realm."

Concubine Hua frowned slightly when she heard the words, her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows frowning slightly, her bright eyes flickered with aura, she thought to herself, "Samadhi true fire, could it be the king of Su? Su Zhao?"

In the past few days, Hua Feiyin has been arranging formations in the valley deep in Yuntai Mountain, so she doesn't know the turmoil in Wenyi City, but after Qinzhuxuan said goodbye, Su Zhao still left behind for this Buddhist master deep impression.

Of course, it is mainly doubts.

Why can the lord of a country cultivate immortality?And also learned the method of Taiyuanmen?
"Junior Sister Hua, what are we going to do now?" Meng Kuidiao's brows were furrowed tightly, and there was a faint light of anticipation in his pair of triangular eyes.

Concubine Hua pursed her cherry lips, and said softly: "Senior brother Meng, I still have some pills here for your injuries, as for that thing, I'll think of a way, if I'm not wrong, it should be someone from the same profession. "

"Junior Sister knows that person?" Meng Kui's eyes flickered coldly, his facial muscles like gold paper kept beating, and his voice unconsciously carried a bit of awe-inspiring murderous intent. Obviously, the "nothing to say" just now was not its true thoughts.

It is the true temperament of the lineage of killing monks in Guangning Temple to be happy with kindness and hatred, and to seek revenge.

Concubine Hua nodded, and said softly, "We met once."

Under Hua Feiyin's calm gaze, Meng Kui took a deep breath and gradually calmed down the boiling killing intent in his heart.

"This person is not easy to mess with, but right now, it's more important to heal Senior Brother Meng." Concubine Hua said softly, poking out a slender hand from the cuff of the monk's robe, and in the palm of the white as jade, there was a crystal clear There are a few willow branches inserted in the jade clean bottle, and the willow leaves are like precious jade, yiyi with the wind.

At this moment, Concubine Hua's dignified and graceful voice was full of peace and compassion, but her voice was soft and charming, but it was not in harmony with this detached and detached monk's posture.

If Su Zhao were here, he might sigh, what a willow Guanyin.

But at this moment, Meng Kui's eyes just lit up, his eyes were fixed on the dew, and he asked in surprise, "Junior Sister Hua, is that the water of the Biying Pond?"

Concubine Hua nodded and didn't say much, gathered her mana with her wrists, dipped the willow branches and leaves in the pond water, and sprinkled them lightly on Meng Kui, the dew turned into mist, and went straight to the wound behind Meng Kui.

That pool of water is the healing holy medicine of Tanyue Temple, and it is also the master of Concubine Hua. Master Jingdu had an accident because of Concubine Hua, and it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, and it can suppress the real fire of samadhi.

But for a moment, Meng Kui felt the scorching pain on his back that had been burned by the real fire of Samadhi gradually disappear in the coolness, and then the burned skin also gradually gave birth to granulation and healed quickly.

Feeling that the injury was completely cured, Meng Kui was overjoyed, and then looked at Hua Feiyin gratefully, and said, "Junior Sister, I don't want to thank you for your kindness. If it is useful to the family in the future, just ask."

"Brother, you're being polite." Concubine Hua nodded with a smile, and said softly, "Brother Meng, I can rest for a few days. As for the thing, I'll think of a way to get it back from that person."

Meng Kui nodded, and said, "Then, Junior Sister Lao will be responsible for everything."

Concubine Hua responded with a voice, and also took her farewell and left.

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In the early morning of this day, the sun was shining brightly and the air was fresh. On the martial arts arena in front of the Ganlu Hall, Su Zhao changed into a capable warrior outfit, holding a fine steel sword, and the true energy in his palm was stimulated. The long guns are in one place.

In the distance, there were dozens of guards watching, as well as Peng Yan and his son, Cai Kuang, Qu Kai and others, all staring intently at a man and a woman in the field.

"Your Majesty's swordsmanship has a lot of skills, the sword moves are fierce, and the offensive is continuous, as if there is an endless river." Cai Kuang's eyes were clear, as if he was imitating Su Zhao's swordsmanship in his heart.

This person is a master of swordsmanship, so his eyesight is naturally excellent, and he can see the mystery of Su Zhao's swordsmanship at a glance.

"It's just... why is Junhou so exquisite in his swordsmanship?"

However, this thought only flashed in my heart.

From the matter of Yuan Bin, Cai Kuang had already discovered that the strength of this young prince was unfathomable. However, even if he was surprised, it was only because the nobleman had another chance.

Besides, only the monarch doubts the truth of his courtiers, but rarely the other way around.

Peng Ji also nodded, and said with emotion: "Junhou is only fifteen years old, and he already has this kind of art. The future is really limitless."

On this side, Su Zhao repelled Wei Xiangge's spear with a single sword, and with a flash, he retracted his long sword and said softly, "Xiangge, how are you?"

Wei Xiangge also put away his spear, and said in a clear voice: "Your swordsmanship is indeed exquisite and brave, it seems to be a life-and-death swordsmanship, but your martial arts cultivation is not as good as mine, and after a while, you will be defeated by me. "

At this moment, both of them regard martial arts cultivation as the enemy, Su Zhao is now in the acquired state, while Wei Xiangge is already in the late innate state, it is indeed much worse.

Su Zhao put the sword back into its sheath, and smiled softly, as if he felt a little helpless at the girl's aggressiveness, and explained: "An inch long is an inch strong. It is inconvenient for me to use a long sword to fight against the enemy."

Seeing that Wei Xiangge was still unsure, Su Zhao had no choice but to comfort him: "Okay, let's not compete for now, we agreed to go hunting today."

(End of this chapter)