I practice ruthless way

A "catch" movement exhausted all of Xiao Man's strength, he loosened his fingers, his wrist brushed against the back of Rong Yuan's hand and fell down, the whole person fell forward.Rong Yuan's eyes widened and he frantically tried to help Xiao Man, but he couldn't hold Xiao Man tall and he was too small. With a muffled sound, the two of them fell into the grass together.

Rong Yuan was so frightened that he almost cried, got up and shouted: "Your Highness!"

The autumn wind on the bank of Luoyue Lake was rustling, and Rong Yuan's crying voice was blown up. Xiao Man closed his eyes without any reaction, not even his eyelashes trembling.Rong Yuan stretched out his hand to check Xiao Man's breath, tears immediately fell down:

"What should I do? What should I do... I have to, I have to go find the Peak Master!"

Xiao Man's breathing was too weak, and his realm was too low, staying in Luoyue Lake would not be of any use.

This is Xueyi Peak, there is a restriction set by the peak owner himself, no outsiders can come in, and everyone in the peak knows His Highness's identity, there will be no danger if His Highness is left here.

Rong Yuan made a decision, wiped away his tears and helped Xiao Man change his posture, letting him lie on his back on the grass.This is at least more comfortable.

But he was halfway up when he suddenly saw Xiao Man frowned and slowly raised his eyelids.

"Your Highness?" Rong Yuan immediately approached and asked with concern, "Your Highness, are you awake?"

"En." Xiao Man sat up with Rong Yuan's support, took the water bag he handed over, and drank a little.Xiao Mansu's white clothes were stained with a lot of grass clippings, Rong Yuan took them off one by one, then squatted in front of him, said:

"Your Highness, I'm going to invite the Peak Master."

"No need." Xiao Man lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse.

Rong Yuan stood up, gestured and said, "Your Highness, you don't know how scary your face is!"

Xiao Man said indifferently: "He was called away by the sect leader, you will never see him at all."

"Then I'll tell Elder Yuan that he can always see the Peak Master!" Rong Yuan put his hands on his hips, thinking of a solution in a flash.

Xiao Man didn't want Yan Wushu to know his situation, let alone see his face, so he let him have a good chat with his junior who he hadn't seen for more than ten years.

"Quiet." Xiao Man's brows showed an undeniable sternness.

At this time in the last life, Xiao Man still didn't know about Yan Wushu and Lin Wu's affairs. He only thought that they were a pair of brothers who were not close to each other. It was decades later that he knew about that period of past events.

Yan Wushu and Lin Wu almost became Taoist couples back then.The reason why it didn't work was because the two people disagreed on some things, and since then they have parted ways and have nothing to do with each other.

As for what the differences were, what was the cause, these deep-seated things, Xiao Man did not explore.Firstly, he was afraid of making Yan Wushu unhappy, and secondly, he always thought that Yan Wushu had already joined him, so he didn't take Lin Wu to heart, and it seemed hypocritical to bother about these old things.

Now, Xiao Man doesn't bother to take care of this kind of thing at all, he is the one who will part ways with Yan Wushu in the future, and will no longer have anything to do with him.

The sternness in Xiao Man's eyes faded away, Rong Yuan sat down on the ground, and obediently closed his mouth, but his expression was still worried, and Hei Lu Lu's eyes were full of disapproval.

"This kind of coughing up blood and fainting is common to me, I'm used to it, so don't panic." Xiao Man glanced at him and explained.

"But in the past three years, you have never done this once." Rong Yuan was shocked.

Xiao Man didn't explain so much to him, lowered his eyes, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and told the people next to him: "You don't need to tell Ling Guang-jun about today's affairs."

After speaking, twist the beads one by one, and silently recite the Heart Sutra learned from the Jokhang Temple back then.

Others may not be able to detect it, but Xiao Man is very clear that there was a faint Buddha's breath in the ear-piercing sound that came out earlier.It was at that moment that he realized that it was very likely that the Buddhist altar brought back by Lin Wu was causing trouble.

The discomfort that came suddenly after the sound was really familiar. Before he went to the Jokhang Temple to study Buddhism, he would suffer from this kind of torture every few days. But for some reason, he was relapsed by the breath of the Buddha.

Xiao Man dealt with his illness indifferently but familiarly, chanting scriptures sentence by sentence, his mind was calm.

The small and round string of bodhi beads refracted the sunlight, and after nearly an hour, the gloom choked up in Xiao Man's chest was channeled away and discharged out of the body along the meridian circuit.

He let out a foul breath and lifted his eyelids.

Rong Yuan was still guarding him not far away, but he was already asleep. Behind him was Luoyue Lake, half of which was rustling and half red.

It turned out that it was almost late.Xiao Man raised his head and saw that the setting sun was falling, and the maple forest on the west mountain was burning like fire in the wind.

Time to leave.

Xiao Man raised his foot, but he didn't know that Rong Yuan was always alert, and immediately opened his eyes when he heard the wind.

"...Your Highness!" Rong Yuan rubbed his eyes, looked at Xiao Man, and smiled, "You look much better!"

"Of course." Xiao Man nodded.

Seeing Xiao Man's appearance of leaving, Rong Yuan stood up and patted the dust and grass on the hem of his clothes, and asked, "Do you want to go back to the hermitage?"

"No more." Xiao Man flicked his sleeves and walked past Rong Yuan, "I don't need dinner at night, I'm not sure when I'll be back."

"Where are you going?" Rong Yuan asked Xiao Man from behind.

Xiao Man didn't answer.

He didn't know where he was going, anyway, he didn't want to be in Xueyi Peak, Yan Wushu would come back eventually.

On Baihua Peak, Qu Hanxing and the others must be planning to go to the Five Drum Tower for dinner. Xiao Man is not in the mood to go there to join in the fun. After thinking about it, there is probably only one place to go - Xingyun Peak.

The peak master of Xingyun Peak Tan Wenzhou should have a good impression of him, Xiao Man wanted to go to Tan Wenzhou to ask about the situation of the Buddhist altar.

According to Gu Shan's style of work, when the things brought back are rarely sent out, the Buddhist altars are probably left behind by Gu Shan.That being the case, he should go check it out and understand the situation so as not to cause trouble in the future.

The wind was blowing all the time, and the sleeves were rising and falling, Xiao Man stopped and turned around, his eyes were light and his eyebrows were protruding, which reflected the scenery of mountains and lakes in the twilight.

"Go see a friend."

Afraid that Rong Yuan would be worried, Xiao Man said.

Yan Wushu's master, Immortal Wo Song, was buried in Dongfeng Chuimeng.

This place is the place where the bones of heroes of several generations are buried in Gushan. The tombstone of the real Wosong stands behind a cloud-like green pine in the east, and you can see the boundless sky when you look up.

It never took much effort for him to come to worship.Take a bucket of clean water, clean the stone platform of the tombstone, and put a stick of incense on it. When it burns out, it will leave.

The Sri Lankan has passed away, and the reincarnation has entered early. This form is just a kind of comfort and a concern for the living, and it does not have much specific meaning.

This time was no exception, when the incense ash was blown away by the wind, Yan Wushu closed his folding fan, picked up the wooden barrel beside him, turned around and left.

Lin Wu stood in front of the stele, his hair blown by the wind, covering his side face.He listened to the sound of Yan Wushu's footsteps, and when the man walked under the pine tree, he turned around with a light in his eyes: "Senior Brother, I heard that you have reached the Supreme Realm of Taixuan, can you please..."

"If you were injured in Xihuang, go to Minghua Hall; if you have doubts about the way of swordsmanship, go back to your Qingyun Peak; if it's something else, go to the head." Yan Wushu interrupted him mercilessly.

"You don't want to help me, and you don't even want to listen to me. Is it because of Phoenix?" Lin Wu took a step forward, "I heard that you two will join together in March next year."

Yan Wushu: "Long before I knew Fenghuang, we were no longer brothers who helped each other."

Hearing this, Lin Wu pursed his lips.

In Dongfeng Chuimeng, spells are forbidden, and everything must be done by oneself. Yan Wushu returned the wooden barrel to its proper place, and suddenly smelled a certain smell from the wind, and frowned: "You are still helping to pick the barrel?" Star guest work?"

"We are cooperating." Lin Wu corrected his rhetoric.

"Cut off contact as soon as possible, so as not to damage the Taoist heart." Yan Wushu still had a cold expression, he shook his clothes, turned and walked towards Dongfeng Blowmengwai.

Lin Wu didn't move at the same place, staring at Yan Wushu's retreating back for a long time, and said, "So what? Brother, you still can't help caring about me."

He said this lightly, and I don't know if Yan Wushu heard it.

Yan Wushu didn't return to Xueyi Peak immediately, and the matter of the Buddhist altar still needs to be tossed, so he went to the library with a serious face.

Gushan has a heritage of tens of thousands of years, and its rich collection of books is the largest in the world.Regardless of Buddhism, Taoism or Confucianism, almost all the classics and cheats can be found here.

He wanted to see if there was a way to repair that kind of Buddhist seal in the library.

The study building is suspended in the void, hundreds of feet high, almost level with the sky.There are so many categories, if someone who is not familiar with it walks in, it is almost like entering the maze by mistake.

Yan Wushu was familiar with this place, had greeted the deacon here, and went straight to the Buddhist area.

This search lasted for several hours, looking up from the vast scrolls, the bright moon and clear wind fell over the mountains.

Yan Wushu closed the book in his hand, sighed, and left the library.

Haizheng, Xueyi Peak was extremely quiet, except for the place where the moonlight shines, the rest of the place was pitch black.The birds and beasts all went back to the forest to rest, and Rong Yuan was the only one who was still active outside.

He practiced his sword by the Luoyue Lake.

Luoyue Lake reflected the full moon in the sky, and the sword shadow tried to slash at the moon in the water, but it was not strong enough, and the aura was not enough. After the sword was swung, the waves that were created dissipated and dissipated within an instant.

Yan Wushu put his toe on Rong Yuan's sword, looked around the lake and asked, "Where is Your Highness?"

Rong Yuan's expression changed immediately, a little flustered and a little hesitant.

"What?" Yan Wushu raised his eyebrows lightly.

Rong Yuan wanted to tell Yan Wushu about Xiao Man's injury today, but Xiao Man had told him not to speak out, and he was entangled in his heart.However, Yan Wushu was staring at him intently, which made him feel pressured.

His Highness did not allow him to tell the Peak Master, there must be other arrangements, if he said it rashly, it might cause bad things.And maybe, His Highness plans to say it himself?

Then don't tell the peak master.Rong Yuan made up his mind, raised his head to meet Shang Yan Wushu's gaze, and answered the question just now: "Your Highness said he was going to see a friend."

"Meet a friend?" Yan Wushu was only slightly surprised, but didn't go into details. He shook his sleeves and fell back to the ground, nodded and said, "Okay, you continue to practice swords."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Rong Yuan thought of something, ran two steps in the direction of Yan Wushu, and said loudly: "But the master of the peak! Your Highness is heading towards Xingyun Peak!"

Yan Wushu paused and turned around: "Huh?"