Sacrifice

He Lingfeng felt that his chest was very congested.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a few huge beams, but what caught his eye was the long red hair that occupied two-thirds of his sight.

He blinked, turned his gaze downwards, and saw Teng Xiaohong's whole body lying on top of him, with both hands tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, his eyes closed, his mouth slightly opened, and as he breathed, There are small bubbles spit out, and the simple sleeping face makes people look very cute.

He Lingfeng laughed involuntarily.

It's just that he felt chest pain when he just laughed, Teng Xiaohong was awakened immediately, he raised his head suddenly, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes just after waking up, and after seeing He Lingfeng woke up, he turned into joy and joy. cheerful.

"Master, master! You are awake!!"

He Lingfeng touched Teng Xiaohong's head and got up slowly, "Where is this?"

Teng Xiaohong said softly, "The two great monks brought the master to this island and healed the master."

He Lingfeng recalled what he saw before he passed out, and he was sure, "Where are Miss Que and Benefactor Ke?"

"They were also brought back. Xiaohong followed her master and didn't see them." Teng Xiaohong obediently climbed off her master, raised her face, and asked seriously, "Does master still feel uncomfortable?"

He Lingfeng shook her head gently, "I feel much more comfortable."

When he got off the bed, Teng Xiaohong immediately reached out and grabbed his sleeve tightly. He Lingfeng led Teng Xiaohong out of the room, and saw two people beside the stone table in the courtyard.

These two people were wearing light yellow Taoist robes and black monk clothes, they were Master Mingyu and Master Puhua.

It seemed that the two seniors were drinking tea and chatting.

He Lingfeng's eyes lit up, and he walked over quickly, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply, "Amitabha, pay homage to Master Mingyu."

Master Mingyu smiled lightly, "This is your cheap brother Puhua."

He Lingfeng immediately looked at Puhua. Ke Han had said before that someone from Wuyin Temple came to him, and it seemed to be this one.

Puhua looked at him gently, with a smile in his eyes, and He Lingfeng said respectfully, "Puye pays homage to Senior Brother Puhua."

Puhua looked at He Lingfeng up and down, this little junior brother looked a little pale, his figure was a little thin, he had an oval face, his big dark eyes flickered, his eyes were pure, innocent and well-behaved, but he was also tense With a small face, trying to show a serious expression, people can't help but laugh when they see it.

Wearing an extremely simple gray outer shirt, black trousers, and straw sandals on the feet, the clothes are very ordinary, and they don't even look like disciples sent by the high gate of Wuyin Temple, but rather like wandering monks from wild temples.

Bo Hua's heart is full of pity, and her master is a little too unreliable, so she took the child out of the temple like this, and she took good care of her anyway!

But what happened?Fajing trapped herself in Fanhua Haiping, left her apprentice in Wangqinghai, and just let it go! !

Looking at the little junior brother who was looking at him brightly, Puhua involuntarily reached out and touched the round head of the little junior brother. The smile deepened at the corner of his mouth, and he said softly, "Old Na Puhua, it is your senior brother. I will serve you all the way. Master, thank you for your hard work."

He Lingfeng blinked, and it took three seconds to understand the meaning of Bohua. He smiled, and Fajing had indeed had a lot of troubles. However, although he and Fajing were a little tired all the way, they also learned a lot. Jing taught him so earnestly, he is more difficult now, but the future will be much smoother.

So he shook his head solemnly, and said earnestly, "It's not hard to follow Master." He paused, afraid that Bohua might misunderstand, and added, "Master taught me a lot."

Puhua is about to cry! !

Oh my god, this, this, is this a good shoot out of bad bamboo?My master actually taught such a pure and upright good boy? !

Puhua turned her head to look at Master Mingyu in disbelief, Master Mingyu also seemed to be stunned, seeing Puhua looking at her, she coughed, "Zhan Master Fajing is still very strong."

Puhua frowned, what does this mean?

His eyes fell on the string of Buddhist beads around He Lingfeng's neck. Could it be that the master gave Boye a lot of magic treasures?

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it first, Bohua is not a person who is obsessed with details, he beckons He Lingfeng to come forward.

He Lingfeng obediently walked to Puhua's side, tilting her head to look at him.

Puhua smiled and said, "Junior Brother, you have improved a lot since you left the temple for more than a year, but if you want to really advance, you still need to go back to the temple and practice hard!"

He Lingfeng looked hesitant, "Thank you, brother, but before leaving, master asked me to advance to the foundation building stage before returning to the temple."

Puhua shook her head, "Have you lost most of your essence and blood?"

He Lingfeng blinked in surprise.

"If you want to advance, you have to recuperate your essence and blood first. Only when the three of you are in the best condition can you advance. You are not in a suitable state at the moment." Bohua said with good intentions, "First talk to me. Go back to the temple to recuperate, and after a while, you will naturally advance."

"Oh, Bo Ye listens to senior brother." He Lingfeng nodded obediently, "It's just that master is still trapped in Fanhua Haiping, senior brother, what should we do?"

Puhua laughed and said, "It's okay, Master, the old man, has acquainted with many great powers in Fanhua Haiping. He just went to teach people about Buddhism and Dharma."

The corners of He Lingfeng's mouth twitched wildly after hearing this.

"So don't worry about Master~"

He Lingfeng looked at the Bohua who was smiling even brighter, and nodded repeatedly, "Oh, then I will go back to the temple with my senior brother."

In his heart, he silently lit a candle for his cheap master.

——Master ORZ, you go all the way well, and the apprentice will come to save you in a few hundred years!

After successfully connecting with the organization, He Lingfeng finally thought of his little friends.

"Brother, where are Miss Que and Donor Ke?"

Puhua pointed to the side room on the other side, "Girl Qingque's father, Daoist Qinghu, is rescued. The little girl is just out of strength and needs to rest for a period of time. It's just the little girl's brother...Although he still has breath, can you help me?" Rescue is still unknown, your two nephews are helping inside."

Nephew...

He Lingfeng belatedly remembered the two great monks he saw before he passed out, and then his head was covered with black lines. Did he grow up instantly?

"As for Benefactor Ke, Daoist Qinghu has a lot to ask him, and it's also in it."

Oh, poor Ke Han, it's not so easy to turn away from darkness to light~

Knowing that the two little friends are fine, He Lingfeng let go of her worries. As for Qingque's senior brother... cough cough, sorry, he is not very familiar with him.

Master Mingyu raised the floating dust, stood up and said, "Since Boye is awake, I'll call the person in charge of the Loose Cultivation Alliance over. After all, it's better to ask some questions earlier."

Bohua nodded, and told He Lingfeng, "The ones who will come later will be members of the Loose Cultivation Alliance. You can just tell what happened. Don't be afraid, the senior brother will be there for everything."

He Lingfeng smiled shyly, he could feel the great monk in front of him caring for him, and couldn't help but feel warm and cuddly in his heart, "Well, I understand, brother."

Puhua smiled and nodded, glanced out of the corner of her eye at the boy in red who had been hanging his head and tugging at his junior brother's sleeves, his heart turned a few times, and he temporarily suppressed his doubts.

The Loose Cultivation Alliance sent a monk at the golden core stage, and Master Mingyu led him in and left.

This Golden Core cultivator seemed quite shrewd. After saluting the Bodhisattva respectfully, he began to ask He Lingfeng.

He Lingfeng told all the things that happened when he entered Yunming Palace. When he said it, his expression was calm, his eyes were clear, and he was still puzzled.

"There is a problem with the map on the first floor. The pool is clearly marked to fly over, but I was chased by a group of snake-like monsters, and it was hard to get rid of it."

The Jindan cultivator explained to He Lingfeng, or to Puhua who was sitting next to him, without haste.

"The maps that have been handed down from Yunming Palace over the years are different. Maybe the little monk bought the wrong one."

Puhua smiled and said nothing, He Lingfeng shrugged and continued, "I made a breakthrough in the formation on the second floor, then found an attic, and saw a portrait in the attic, which seemed to be a woman's residence, so I hurried back out."

The Golden Core cultivator looked at He Lingfeng in surprise, and then at Bohua, this... the disciples of Wuyin Temple are so upright!

——Actually, he wanted to say that this monk was too stupid to leave without taking things==

The corners of Puhua's mouth were slightly stiff. How did his master teach his disciples?

When a good thing is found, it is destined, and if it is bestowed by God, it is a crime not to take it!

——It can be seen that the bodhisattva is the disciple of Fajing.

"Unexpectedly, I stepped into the third floor as soon as I went out..." He Lingfeng looked at the golden core monk strangely, "Didn't you say that the third floor is difficult to enter? I think it is very simple!"

Golden Core Cultivator: "..."

Bohua smiled and looked down at her monk robe, oops~ I didn't notice who ordered the robe corner and swastikas~

"A few people on the third floor were robbing things. I met Miss Que and her seniors and seniors there. After a few words, the scene became chaotic. I was attacked. I fell down when my feet were empty. I woke up again. When I came here, I saw Miss Que by my side, and when we explored, we found a little plum, and Miss Que told me that only the fourth floor has a little plum."

Golden core monks don't know what to say anymore. For thousands of years, few people in Yunming Palace have entered the fourth floor. As a result, this cute little monk stepped on the air and fell in. This made the exploration of Yunming in the past generations How embarrassing are the sages who died in the palace?

but……

"A little plum?" Jindan cultivator was a little moved. He was looking for the elixir for the advanced Nascent Soul. Although he didn't dare to grab the Bodhisattva by his side, it would be nice if he could exchange it!

He tentatively asked, "I don't know if the little master has any plans to exchange some plums for other items? I need this panacea urgently. If the little master is willing, we can discuss it in detail."

He Lingfeng tilted his head and looked at him puzzled, "I didn't take that bit of plum!"

"...Didn't you pick it?" The Golden Core cultivator stammered a little, and the Bohua was also a little surprised.

He Lingfeng said as a matter of course, "I don't use that thing, why are you here?"

The Jindan cultivator's eyes darkened, and Bohua sighed deeply, it seemed that he had to teach him well after returning to the temple.

Teng Xiaohong, who had been silent all of a sudden, tugged at He Lingfeng's sleeve. He glanced timidly at the Bohua, and then whispered to He Lingfeng, "I picked it off."

"..." He Lingfeng looked surprised, "When did you pick it?"

Teng Xiaohong lowered her head, looked at her toes, and remained silent.

He Lingfeng thought for a while, "Do you need some plums?"

Teng Xiaohong shook her head, a little plum is used by monks, he is a demon cultivator, and the elixir he needs is quite different from that of a monk.

"Then do you want to change?"

Teng Xiaohong raised her head, her big red eyes looked at He Lingfeng without blinking, "I'll change something for you."

He Lingfeng smiled softly, "No, you got what you got, and you can exchange it for what you need."

Teng Xiaohong's little face turned red, he pulled He Lingfeng's sleeve in embarrassment, and said in a coquettish tone, "Change yours for yours!"

He Lingfeng still wanted to refuse, but Teng Xiaohong threw herself directly in front of the Golden Core cultivator. She raised her face, her red eyes were pure and clear, full of hope, "Is there anything that restores essence and blood? I'll change it!"

He Lingfeng, who was a step behind and didn't stop him, suddenly became hot. He took a deep breath, looked at Teng Xiaohong quietly, and smiled very softly.

Puhua sitting on the side saw this scene in his eyes, the worries in his heart dissipated a bit, and his gaze towards Teng Xiaohong became a little more gentle.