The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

Zhan Ming looked at him, and was stunned for a moment.

The man looked at him like this, and couldn't help but curl his thin lips slightly, looking very romantic and very elegant.

Zhan Ming came back to his senses all of a sudden, thinking about Luo Baiqing's situation at this time, he hurriedly folded his hands together and saluted.

"Joining the Zhangyuan, the little monk Zhaohui Temple Zhanming, entrusted by Luo Baiqing and Luo Tanyue, came to ask the Zhangyuan for help."

As soon as Zhan Ming said the words, the man's expression immediately became solemn, he hurriedly took two steps forward, and said in a deep voice, "What happened to Bai Qing?"

Zhan Ming immediately said: "Luo Tanyue and I rode through the miasma forest in the carriage of your courtyard, but I didn't expect that the Qingyuanbi in the carriage was broken in the middle. Fortunately, the little monk has the light of ten thousand Buddhas in his body, so I can't wait to see you." Come out and ask for help, now Luo Tanyue is still trapped in the miasma."

"What!" The man's expression changed drastically, even though he sacrificed a white jade wat board, flicked his sleeves, and rolled Zhan Ming onto his magic weapon, he ran straight towards the miasma forest.

Zhan Ming was taken aback by his actions, but he immediately calmed down. Now that Luo Baiqing's situation is at stake, this person, as Luo Baiqing's master, must be more worried than himself.

The man walked very fast, and he arrived outside the miasma forest in a blink of an eye. He frowned and looked at the black miasma, then turned his head to look at Zhan Ming standing behind him, and said in a low voice, "Which direction is he in?"

At this time, Duan Yuhong had long lost his suave and suave appearance, and now he was frowning tightly, very serious.

Zhan Ming pointed to the southeast, and said, "I've been out in that direction for two quarters of an hour, senior, you should hurry over there."

"You wait for me here!" After Duan Yuhong left these words, he turned around and plunged into the miasma. Zhan Ming hurriedly sacrificed his flying magic weapon to stabilize his figure. Seeing Duan Yuhong's hurry, Zhan Ming He frowned, feeling something was wrong.

But with Duan Yuhong in, Zhan Ming was relieved, Luo Baiqing was finally saved, but there was a more serious problem, Zhan Ming turned his attention to the place where he was attacked just now, Zhan Ming After thinking for a moment, he inspired the light of ten thousand Buddhas on his body, and went straight to that place.

Zhan Ming has a very good memory, and he remembers the way he came here clearly. At that time, he was forced to the northeast corner by the black mist. It happened that Fu Zizheng appeared to save him. Now that Luo Baiqing was rescued, he should also Go and see how Fu Zizheng is doing. After all, even if he is not the hero of this book, Zhan Ming feels that he should not ignore a person's life.

Although Zhan Ming's spiritual energy was exhausted at this time, because he had a chance to breathe before, it was okay to maintain the Buddha's light body for a while, but when he arrived at the battlefield at that time, he found that there was no one there. There was no trace, Fu Zizheng also disappeared, and Zhan Ming stood in the black mist with a complicated expression.

He knew that Fu Zizheng, as the heroine, must be protected by heaven, but he was a little surprised that he was able to defeat this monster that he could not do anything in such a short time, because he knew very well that Fu Zizheng's current cultivation base was different from his own. It's the same, in the later stage of Jindan, it's only one step away from entering Nascent Soul.

Zhan Ming didn't stay here for long, and then left. His physical strength did not allow him to stay longer.

Watching Zhan Ming go away, Fu Zizheng hid in his invisibility cloak and did not show up, but his deep eyes stared at his figure for a long time. How long has he not seen him? Fu Zizheng himself is about to forget Yes, since he disappeared, he returned to Xihuang, practiced desperately, struggled desperately in that dark place, the only belief that supported his survival was to see him again, and now, he finally saw him up.

Fu Zizheng greedily looked at his elegant face. He was still the same as back then, with a benevolent and gentle heart like jade, just like the clouds in the sky, without a trace of blemish, but what about himself?

Fu Zizheng looked down at his hands, with a cold gleam in his eyes, he had long been trapped in the quagmire of the Western Wilderness, unable to extricate himself.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly ached sharply, as if he had been wrung in by a giant blade. The pain made him unable to stand still.

"What's the matter with you!" Suddenly an old voice came from his consciousness, and his tone was slightly anxious: "Are you okay!"

There was a strange look in Fu Zizheng's eyes, he stood up slowly, turned around, stopped looking at the figure, and said in a cold tone: "It's okay, it's just that I suddenly feel unwell."

"Uncomfortable?" The man's tone was puzzled: "Could it be something wrong with your practice? Have you taken today's elixir?"

Hearing the man's almost urgent tone, Fu Zizheng slightly hooked the corners of his lips, but his eyes were still indifferent: "Senior, don't worry, I'm fine. Maybe I was really angry when I hit that sprite just now." , a little uncomfortable."

"Beating a sprite can actually move your true energy!" The man's tone was a little dissatisfied: "It seems that your practice in the past few days is not enough, let's go, don't stay here anymore, go back to Qiongshan, this stage of practice Can't stop!"

Fu Zizheng lowered his head, unable to see clearly the expression on his face: "I see, senior." He spoke in a calm tone, then waved his sleeves and headed towards the southwest.

**

Zhan Ming waited around the miasma for about a quarter of an hour, and then saw a white light leaping out of the miasma. He was overjoyed, and hurried up to greet him. It really was Luo Baiqing's master and apprentice, but Luo Baiqing at this time But he didn't look very well, his face was livid, his eyes were tightly closed, and he leaned against Duan Yuhong, seemingly unconscious.

Zhan Ming was shocked, and hurriedly looked at Duan Yuhong with a serious expression: "Senior! This..."

"Thank you little master for today's matter. It's just that Bai Qing's miasma has entered his body and needs to be treated as soon as possible. At this time, he can't repay the kindness of the little master. If the little master doesn't mind, he can go back to Hongmeng Academy with me. Everything will wait for Bai Qing to wake up." Let's talk later." Duan Yuhong frowned, looking very pessimistic.

Zhan Ming nodded hastily: "You don't have to be polite, senior. It's just a matter of raising your hands. Luo Tanyue's injury is serious now. The little monk came from the gate of Zhaohui Temple, and he also has a few pills to drive away evil spirits in his hand. I hope it can be useful to fellow Daoist Luo."

Hearing what Zhanming said, Duan Yuhong's expression eased a bit: "Zhaohui Temple is famous for exorcising evil spirits all over the world. I am very grateful to my little master for treating Bai Qing like this. If this is the case, I will wrong my little master for a while."

After speaking, he put Zhan Ming scroll on his white jade tablet, and hurried towards Hongmeng Academy.

Duan Yuhong went in and out of the academy without being seen, so he didn't cause any commotion, but Zhan Ming looked at his tightly pursed lips and knew that he was not in a very good mood at the moment.

When he got to his bamboo house, Duan Yuhong hurriedly entered the main room with his half-armed Luo Baiqing, and Zhan Ming followed, but when he saw the decorations in the room, he couldn't help being stunned.

It is said that Zhaohui Temple advocates asceticism, but at least the abbot’s main peak and the residences of the elders are magnificent, but the house in charge of Hongmeng Academy is so poor. , and the bed in the inner room, there was almost nothing else. Duan Yuhong directly placed Luo Baiqing on the futon in the side room, pressed his Baihui acupoint with one hand, and sealed it with his fingers like electricity with the other. Several big holes on his body.

Seeing Duan Yuhong so fast, Zhan Ming couldn't stand in a daze any longer, he hurriedly took out a bottle of elixir that was shining green from his mustard ring, and handed it to Duan Yuhong.

"Senior, this is the Qingyun pill refined by the junior master. I wonder if it will be effective for Luo Tanyue?"

Duan Yuhong took Zhan Ming's pill, looked at it with a frown, then turned his head to look at Zhan Ming, and said in a low voice, "Who is your master?"

Zhan Ming was stunned: "The junior master is the Venerable Haizhen of Zhaohui Temple."

"Your master is Haizhen!" He opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhanming in surprise.

Zhan Ming was a little puzzled, and nodded: "Exactly."

"Really...really..." Duan Yuhong suddenly lowered his head, his face seemed to be crying and smiling, with an inexplicable expression.

Zhan Ming became more and more strange, and couldn't help asking: "Senior, do you know the master?" Looking at Duan Yuhong's appearance, it seems that he has some secret relationship with his master.

Duan Yuhong suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhan Ming, with a sadness on his face that Zhan Ming couldn't understand, and his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand.

"Your master and I are old friends." He said: "But I haven't seen him for many years, how is he now?"

Zhan Ming nodded in a daze: "Master, the old man is fine, but he doesn't like to talk much."

"Not very talkative..." He smiled wryly: "He just didn't like to talk back then." He murmured as if dreaming.

Zhan Ming looked at it and wondered in his heart, what is the relationship between this person and Master.

But before Zhan Ming asked more, the man's expression returned to normal, he picked up the pill in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "This medicine is just right for Bai Qing, thank you very much, but this medicine is too much Precious, I will exchange it with you with the Peach Blossom Citation from Hongmeng Academy." Said he stretched out his hand into the room, and a jade bottle with a slight peach color flew out, Duan Yuhong took a deep look at the bottle, and then Handed it to Zhan Ming: "Take it, although this Taohuayin is not as precious as Qingyun Pill, it is also a rare panacea. You have not become a god yet, so you will need it."

Zhan Ming was stunned, he didn't know how to react, but Duan Yuhong didn't have time to wait for him to react, he directly stuffed the jade bottle into his arms, turned around and began to treat Luo Baiqing.

Zhan Ming could only take the jade bottle to one side, quietly watching Duan Yuhong make a move.

Duan Yuhong's medical skills are excellent, after sealing Luo Baiqing's acupuncture points, the white jade ice crystal needle in his hand flew out and pierced into Luo Baiqing's acupuncture points without any mistakes, while he himself slapped Luo Baiqing's chin , sent one of the Qingyun Pills in, and when he saw the Qingyun Pill slipped down his throat, Duan Yuhong used his true energy to evacuate the miasma for him.

Zhan Ming stood aside and watched, Duan Yuhong closed his eyes tightly, his hands pressed against Luo Baiqing's back, a strange light appeared between his palms, it should be testing the direction of the poisonous gas in his body, but even so, Duan Yuhong's expression was He was already half white, and Luo Baiqing's face was livid, his teeth were closed tightly, and he didn't respond at all. Zhan Ming was full of worries.