The top and bottom of the teacher's gate are all my vests

, the idea of ​​getting along with the devil.

The situation was getting worse and worse. Yue Huaige thought about it several times, but he didn't know how to resolve the deadlock.

Duan Shui said calmly: "The poor monk and Yan Ming are both innocent and have nothing to do with each other."

"Then how do you explain that you live in the same inn with Yanming?!" A middle-aged monk stepped forward and pointed out: "A month ago, I was in the inn and saw with my own eyes that you lived in the same room. I understand, I'm afraid that the self-proclaimed Master Duan Shui has long been confused with this devil!"

"Crap!" Yue Huaige cursed in a low voice, and then said to the man: "Then why didn't you say it a month ago?"

The middle-aged monk stepped forward and said: "At that time, how could I have thought that they still have this kind of business, and I dare to confirm it after seeing them today."

Yue Huaige still wanted to argue, but was signaled by Ji Huairen's eyes not to go into this muddy water, so he could only shut up resentfully, but Cheng Li said behind him: "So, your Excellency didn't see the faces of those two clearly that day, Could it be that after a month, you can see clearly again? Then your Excellency really has a pair of good eyes."

Being ridiculed by a young man in public, the middle-aged monk immediately became unwilling, and said with a raised eyebrow: "Master Yuegu has taught a good apprentice."

Yue Huaige, who was caught by the cue, turned around and drank: "Why do you interrupt when the elder is talking? How many times have I taught you to see through without telling the truth, why can't you learn!"

Those words were harsh, like a reprimand, Cheng Li had no choice but to sincerely admit his mistake: "Disciple knows his mistake, please master not to get angry."

The middle-aged monk still wanted to talk, but Yue Huaige didn't give him a chance at all, he just said: "It's good to know the mistake, and I will punish you when I go back!"

The middle-aged monk wanted to speak again, but Yue Huaige said to him: "It's because I didn't teach well, and the disciple is useless. You are laughing at me."

Ji Huairen shook his head helplessly, his junior brother said all the good things and good things, he usually looks very gentle, he is really a person who doesn't suffer.

Fei Ren didn't want them to quarrel anymore, so he said: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, let's settle the matter of Yanming first."

Immediately someone said: "There is no reason to hesitate, isn't he going to share the joys and sorrows with that devil? Then just fulfill his wish!"

With the first person, there will be one after another.

Duan Shui smiled slightly, and said: "The poor monk seeks benevolence and obtains benevolence, thank you for your fulfillment."

It's hard for Feiren to say anything, now that the crowd is excited, there must be an exit, and the water is cut off and Yanming is not willing to move, so he has to take a few steps back and stand guard to prevent Yanming from escaping.

Ji Huairen still wanted to stop him, but Duan Shui shook his head at him, indicating that he had made up his mind, and it was useless to talk more.

"Then I'll come first!" Before he finished speaking, a white figure flew out of the crowd, and immediately slapped Duan Shui's chest.

Duan Shui couldn't stand it, and was shocked to take two steps back before standing still.

"Duan Shui killed the three members of my master's sect, and the previous grievances will be wiped out today!" The man left with his disciples after speaking, looking very carefree.

Just after they left, blood dripped from the corner of Duan Shui's lips, it can be seen that the palm was not light, and his internal organs might have been damaged.

Immediately afterwards, another person stepped forward and stabbed a sword directly in the chest, and the white monk robe was immediately stained red with blood. The person drew out the sword without hesitation, and said, "Yanming killed my master. After today, I will be with his brother." All grievances will be wiped out!"

Duan Shui raised the corners of his lips slightly, clasped his hands together, and nodded slightly.

Today there are thirteen sects, which sect has no enmity with Yanming?

Yue Huaige looked at the remaining eleven sects, and then at Duan Shui who was holding on, how could he survive if he continued playing like this?

Just as Yue Huaige frowned and thought, another sect rushed forward and stabbed him with a sword. Blood was dripping on Duan Shui's chest, and all the white monk robes were dyed red.

The broken water could hardly hold on, and blood kept gushing from the corner of his mouth.

Maybe it's because I can't bear it, or maybe it's to reflect the situation, so I said non-resolutely: "I have settled the grievances between Shouyanmen and Yanming, and there will be no relationship between them!"

After Feiren made his statement, two other sects followed suit, and then left one after another.

So, there are eight sects.

Immediately afterwards, another head of the sect stepped forward and said, "Master Duan Shui, you were kind to my sect back then, and today my sect is willing to reconcile with Yanming in the face of your Buddha."

Duan Shui was speechless, so he stood up straight and bowed to her with clasped hands.

The man returned the gift and left.

There are seven other sects, Yue Huaige secretly counted them.

"You want to be good people, but we are not!" One person wanted to come forward again.

"Wait!" Yue Huaige said: "Yanming killed my master, and I will not cancel him today!"

"Huaige." Ji Huairen called him, signaling to him that he should not mess around.

Yue Huaige shook his head, stepped forward and said, "Master Duan Shui, please accept my palm."

Duan Shui was not surprised, but only motioned for him to do it.

Yue Huaige approached, and when he moved his palm, a wooden peach blossom slipped out of his sleeve. Almost at the same time, he slapped Duan Shui's chest with his palm, and the peach blossom quietly entered into his body.

Yue Huaige withdrew his hand, everyone could see that this palm was empty, and he didn't hide it, he just said: "Master once saved me, I wish to reconcile with this."

Duan Shui's eyes were a little blurred, obviously injured too much, but he still insisted on performing a Buddha ceremony to Yue Huai Ge.

Yue Huaige nodded, then clenched the plum flower in his sleeve tightly, and was about to leave.

Yanming, who had not moved the clinker at this time, suddenly made a fuss and rushed towards Yue Huaige.

The sudden change happened, and everyone, including Yue Huaige, couldn't react in time.

As for Yanming, who seemed to be injured too badly, he missed with his palm, only tore off a part of Yue Huaige's sleeve, and then retreated quickly.

It may be just a joke in the eyes of others, but Yue Huaige clearly felt that the plum flower in his hand was snatched away by Yanming.

Yanming leaned against the tree again, with a contented face, smiled, and looked at the back of the broken water.

Both Ji Huairen and Cheng Li were very nervous, fearing that there would be more disputes, Yue Huaige had no choice but to stop Ji Huairen: "We have settled the dispute, brother, go back."

As he spoke, he grabbed Cheng Li again, and left with the disciples of Heartless Valley.

The plum instead of peach stiffness was given to him by Cheng Li. He later experimented that the person holding the plum flower can bear 90% of the pain for the person holding the peach blossom.

Duan Shui saved him, so he originally thought of keeping Li Hua on his body, which was considered to be repaying Duan Shui's kindness.

Anyway, the system won't let him die.

But Yanming snatched it away, and this matter is... Just now, the water was broken and the injury was serious, and he didn't know that he had moved his hands and feet, but Yanming could see clearly.

I'm afraid that when those sects avenge themselves one by one, Yanming will be disabled even if he doesn't die, how will he feel when the water is cut off?

Yue Huaige took the people out of the woods in Unfeeling Valley, but they were speechless all the way. He gave Huai Yan a look, and then turned back by turning on the water.

29、Chapter29

Yue Huaige didn't go back carelessly, but evaded all the way, and finally squatted down behind a thick tree.

From his point of view, Duan Shui was already covered in blood, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, maybe he passed out.

And behind him was the dying Yanming.Yanming's eyes kept looking at Duan Shui's back, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

People from all sects have almost left, and now only the Bitan Villa sect is left, and the leader is Lin Suiyou.

He looked at Yanming and Guanshui who had no power to resist, with murderous intent on his face.

Lin Suiyou said something to the disciples behind him, and then those disciples all left one after another, and another disciple was watching the wind not far away.

From Yue Huaige's angle, one could see Lin Suiyou's ferocious laugh. He seemed to curse a few words, spit again, and then transformed into a sword, and raised it above Duan Shui's head with a sinister face.

The long sword swung down, but there was a sound of "Dang--", an unknown sword flew out from behind the tree, and collided with Lin Suiyou's saber.

Immediately afterwards, a masked man in black jumped out from behind the tree, just in time to catch the Wuming Sword that was thrown flying.

"Who are you?" Lin Suiyou asked in panic.

Yue Huaige said coldly: "Your grandfather!" He caught the sealed Mu Xi sword, pulled an extremely dexterous sword flower, and stabbed towards Lin Suiyou's face.

Lin Suiyou was forced to back again and again, Yue Huaige took this opportunity to grab the cut off water, and then swept the floor, just about to go to catch Yanming, but saw Lin Suiyou's disciple stabbing him with a sword.

Yue Huaige cursed secretly, and had no choice but to give up his hand stretched out to Yanming to block the sword.At the same time, Lin Suiyou quickly adjusted and would come over again at any time.

All the judgments were made in an instant, but at this instant, another sword flew out, blocking the sword stabbed by Lin Suiyou's disciple.

Then Yue Huaige saw a black shadow flash, and a black masked man grabbed Yanming by the back collar.

The two of them didn't need to talk much, they just made eye contact, and each grabbed the sword and flew into the air.

After two cups of tea, the four of them stopped in front of a ruined temple in the wilderness.

Yue Huai sang, "Go in first."

The ruined temple is really just a ruined temple, the inside is covered with dust, and it can be vaguely seen that a Maitreya Buddha is enshrined in it, but the censer is bare, and no one has worshiped it for a long time.

Yue Huaige wanted to cut off the water and put it down, sniffed and found that he was still alive.

He fed Duan Shui and took medicine, and gave him spiritual power.

On the other side, the man in black sniffed Tan Yanming and shook his head at him.

Looking at the death and injury, Yue Huaige couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. He remembered that Yanming was looking at the water until the last moment, his eyes were so gentle.

It's a pity that the water was cut off until the end and I couldn't turn around.

A gust of wind blew through the window, and cobwebs slipped from the dilapidated statue of Maitreya Buddha, drowned in the dust.

Yue Huaige took off the black mask on his face to heal the injury for the water cut off, then looked at another man in black mask and said, "Are you again?"