Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

After Zishan monk left from Yeling Xianfeng, Qianqing and Linzichu saluted Hongxun.

"Senior brother, thank you for solving the problem of Sect Master Bairen. This person and my master..."

"You're welcome." Hong Xun interrupted Qian Qing coldly, and said: "I'm just following the orders of Master Ye Ling. After the danger is over, take away the people in the temple, don't ruin the incense of this temple. Affect the practice of Master Yeling Immortal."

After saying that, Hong Xun turned around and left, no matter Qian Qing Lian Sheng shouted, she didn't turn her head to say another word.

"This person..."

Qian Qing rubbed her nose, then turned to Lin Zichu and said: "Cang Shu, when I heard 'Bai Ren', I thought I was wrong. But they also said that the sword spirit guards the beast... This month, the old man is hiding in the temple. Yes, is it really the Bairen Sect Master of Kaiyuan Xianzong?"

Lin Zichu shook his head, indicating that he was not clear, and said: "Let's go and have a look."

Qianqing frowned.

It is really unimaginable that Sect Master Bai Ren, who is so beautiful, was forced by more than a dozen sect disciples to flee to the temple where ordinary people seek marriage.

"What happened in the past twenty days, does Master Feng know?..."

Qianqing held Lin Zichu's hand, and the two walked side by side to Yuelao Temple.

In the temple, blood was everywhere.

The amount of blood is so large that at first glance, the temple is dyed like a purgatory. It really looks like a place where a murder happened. No wonder mortals are so frightened when they run away, shouting 'dead' and so on.

The leaves of the marriage tree in the courtyard fell all over the ground, stained purple with blood.

The bloodstains dragged all the way to the paper door of the temple.

Qianqing put her right hand on the paper door and pushed gently.

There was only a "creak--" sound, and the old paper door made an overwhelmed sound.

In the Yuelao Temple, there are many red pillars and lanterns hanging high.

Under the Yuelao statue carved according to the appearance in the hearts of mortals, lies a clouded leopard with a black body.

The clouded leopard is huge, and its fur is no longer shiny.

A huge scar cut off from the left chest of the clouded leopard, across the ribs, almost cutting the clouded leopard in two.

Under serious injury, the clouded leopard had shortness of breath and extremely high body temperature, so it could only lie on the ground, bleeding profusely.

Hearing the sound, the clouded leopard looked over coldly, the fur on the back of its neck stood up.

Although they were very different from the person in their impression, Qian Lin and the others knew it when they saw Yun Leopard's eyes.

Not bad.

This is indeed Sect Master Bairen.

Those eyes seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, lifeless, and had been blind for a long time.

Qianqing thought that she had no deep friendship with Patriarch Bairen, seeing him in such a state of distress at the moment, she couldn't help but sighed, and said:

"...how did you make it look like this?"

Hearing Qianqing's voice, Hyakuren lying on the ground trembled all over.

A large amount of blood flowed down the clouded leopard, wetting the ground around him.

Bai Ren struggled to get up, finally propped up his forelegs, put his whole body on guard, and opened his mouth to threaten Qian Lin and the two of them.

It's just that under the serious injury, his physical strength was exhausted, and he fell heavily to the ground soon.

This fall seemed painful, and Qianqing even took a step back.

The clouded leopard lost too much blood and finally couldn't stand it anymore. It lay on the ground and passed out.

The two looked at the hideous wounds on Bairen's body, and they both thought that if Bairen was left alone in the Yuelao Temple, within a day, there would be an extra clouded leopard corpse in Yeling Xianfeng.

Even though Qian Qing and Lin Zichu knew in their hearts that Sect Master Bai Ren must have made a heinous mistake to end up in this situation.

But before finding out the truth, the two of them can't just watch Bai Ren die in front of them.

So Qian Qing hugged Lin Zichu aside and told him to sit down.

Qianqing knelt down on one knee, looked at Lin Zichu, and said, "You rest here for a while, I'll go and see Sect Master Bairen. Do you still have healing pills on you?"

Lin Zichu's face was pale, he responded, took out several porcelain bottles, and handed them to Qianqing.

He exhorted: "Be careful, the Patriarch Bairen has changed into his original form, I don't know if he will suddenly go crazy."

Qianqing nodded, she was really obedient, and walked carefully to Yunbao.

Lin Zichu's worries were unnecessary, because the clouded leopard in front of him was really at the end of its strength and could no longer resist.

Even mortals can easily subdue him.

Qian Qing opened the porcelain bottle and poured out a few pills.

The elixir was fragrant and tangy, and it was crushed by Qian Qing with the palm of her hand, exuding a warm breath.

Qianqing squatted in front of the clouded leopard transformed into the original form of Patriarch Bairen, and wiped the horrific wound on Bairen's chest with her palm coated with elixir.

"Huh," Qianqing looked closely at the wound on Bairen, and exclaimed in surprise, "Cang Shu, it's so strange. Look at the wound on Bairen's body... This wound is obviously his sword. from."

Sect Master Bai Ren is a member of the Sword Beast clan, his original name has the characteristics of a foreigner, it is eccentric, so Sect Master Bai Ren abandoned it, no one knows what his real name is.

People call him Bairen because the fairy sword he holds is called Bairen.

This sword has an extremely thin body. Looking at all the famous swords in Zhengwuzhou, the wound caused by the Bairen Immortal Sword is the thinnest, but the wound is the deepest, and it will also bring the most intense pain to the enemy.

At this time, Qianqing saw the huge wound on Yunbao's chest, which was as thin as rice paper, and quickly concluded that the wound was caused by the immortal sword Bairen.

The hideous wound healed slowly under the repair of the elixir, and the blood flow gradually slowed down.

The rumors about the most painful stabbing by the Hundred Ren Immortal Sword were true. Even though Clouded Leopard passed out, his body still convulsed and trembled unnaturally, and let out a wary roar of pain from his throat.

Lin Zichu was very thoughtful, he looked at it for a while, then asked:

"Ah Qing, why doesn't the Patriarch Bairen have any spiritual power?"

Qian Qing was stunned, he was attracted by the pungent smell of blood and the hideous wound, and he only noticed after listening to his lover's question.

"That's right, Sect Master Bairen has the ability to transform into gods. Even if he turns into his original form, he shouldn't be unable to use his spiritual power. No wonder those Zishan monks dared to block in front of the Yuelao Temple just now. It turned out that Sect Master Bairen was unable to use the Dao of Time." s method."

"That's right, Sect Master Bai Ren has a top-notch cultivation in the Dao of Time, and his combat power is tyrannical. If it weren't for the spiritual power to imprison him, no one would be able to hurt him like this."

The two of them didn't know that the sword spirit guardian beast couldn't use its spiritual power when it was raising its offspring. They only thought that the master of Bairen was forcibly sealed up with his spiritual power.

He was injured so badly that Qian Qing almost contributed all the elixir in her hand and wiped it on Yun Leopard's chest.

But it is said that the immortal sword in the hands of Sect Master Bai Ren is very famous, ranking fourth in the list of immortal swords in Zhengwuzhou.

The wounds caused are easily difficult to heal.

Qianqing tried her best, but she couldn't completely heal the wound on Bairen's chest.

Bairen's bleeding volume decreased sharply, but the bleeding did not stop completely, leaving a few drops of blood after a while.

If Sect Master Bai Ren wakes up and struggles fiercely, and the wound cracks again, the previous efforts will be in vain.

Qianqing had no choice but to call out Amao, order it to spin silk, and wrap the hard and thin silk of Wanren Spider around Sect Master Bairen's chest to fix the wound.

After finishing these treatments, the outside of Yuelao Temple has turned from dawn to darkness.

Qianqing and Lin Zichu leaned their backs together, meditating with their legs crossed and their eyes closed.

I do not know how long it has been.

The black clouded leopard on the ground suddenly opened its eyes and let out a violent panting sound, like a dying patient sitting in shock.

It was covered in blood and was dried by the wind, sticking its fur together and sticking to the ground.

The clouded leopard struggled hard, roared loudly, and tried to stand up.

Qianqing and Lin Zichu stood up when they heard the strange voice of Sect Master Bai Ren, with alert expressions.

After all, Sect Master Bai Ren is a cultivator who transforms spirits, and the way he cultivates is extremely mysterious, known as "the No. 1 avenue of time".

However, when the two of them found that Patriarch Bairen was struggling to even stand up, they couldn't put on a defensive posture.

Lin Zichu opened his mouth and said: "Sect Master Bairen, this is Yeling Xianfeng, and ordinary monks dare not step into it. You have not recovered from your serious injury, so stay here to cultivate."

The clouded leopard turned a deaf ear, stood up with great difficulty, its limbs trembled, and fell to the ground again.

Lin Zichu said again: "Do you not trust the two of us? Don't worry, Ah Qing and I are going back to the sect, so we will leave now."

Despite Lin Zichu's earnest words, Sect Master Bairen still stubbornly moved forward, struggling to crawl towards the outside of Yuelao Temple.

It can't see, and its consciousness is imprisoned, unable to grasp the balance.

Even Sect Master Bairen fell easily when he was in normal health, not to mention that his body was extremely weak at this time.

In a short distance, Patriarch Bairen fell several times in a row.

If Qianqing hadn't had the foresight to wrap his wound with the spider's silk, there would be another scene of blood flowing like a river.

Seeing this, Qianqing was annoyed and said:

"At this moment, outside Yeling Xianfeng, I don't know how many people are waiting to arrest and kill you. So it turns out that Sect Master Bairen is tired of living and wants to court death. The two of us don't know the truth. Death Daye, I really can't help you. I just don't know why Sect Master Bairen fled to this Yuelao Temple before? I don't understand whether you are going to die or live."

Qian Qing knew that Bai Ren's suzerain was arrogant, so she was full of sarcasm in her words, she just wanted to let Bai Ren regain her composure and stop doing stupid things.

Unexpectedly, Bairen didn't seem to see Qianqing and Lin Zichu from the beginning to the end. He just tried his best and kept trying to leave Yeling Xianfeng.

When Linzi saw Bairen's desperate posture for the first time, he thought of something, and said:

"Sect Master Bairen, you insist on leaving Yeling Xianfeng, do you...do you want to go to Zhengyang Xianzong to meet Feng Zhaoming?"

Hearing the word "Feng Zhaoming", the clouded leopard stopped moving forward suddenly.

It reacted so clearly, Qian Lin and the two immediately understood that Lin Zichu had guessed the truth.

"But what Qianqing said before is true. You can't reach the Zhengyang Immortal Sect by yourself..."

The clouded leopard struggled to maintain its standing position and did not fall down.

However, the back looks so fragile and vulnerable.

Seeing Patriarch Bairen's almost collapsed back, Qianqing couldn't say any more harsh words.

Thinking of Sect Master Bairen's indomitable and superior attitude in the past, he felt a little pitiful at the moment.