The Tai Chi diagram rolled up and turned into a ray of light, flying towards the top of Yujing Mountain.

With a slight trembling, a figure was shaken off.

The old monk Mingshan was already dying. He raised his head and was silent for a long time. Then he sighed slightly, "What the sir did makes the old monk feel a little confused."

Chu Qing nodded and turned around gently, "Look, is anyone who believes in the Buddha you are here to save you?"

The old monk Mingshan frowned gently, "If you really want to kill me, it is probably impossible for the Buddha to come down to earth to save me."

Chu Qing shook his head slightly, "I didn't want to kill you, but since you ran away, I have to chase you."

Old Monk Mingshan, “…” He can’t run away yet?

"The old monk's life was saved by the teacher. Now the teacher wants it, just to exchange for one life." Mingshan said weakly, and his blood flowed for a long time.

Chu Qing threw a magic medicine over and said, "If I really want to kill you, it's just a matter of thought. You don't have to think too much. Live in my Xuanmen with peace of mind. I will ask them to arrange a residence for you later. With your current strength, going out can really stir up the storm, but I don't want you to go out so early."

"Why don't you want to?" asked the old monk Mingshan.

"Don't worry too much, you just need to do your own thing well, that's enough." Chu Qing said in a cold voice. "After taking the magic medicine to continue the broken arm, you will find Zi Lin for treatment for your injuries and you can rest assured to recuperate."

"The Master..." Old Monk Mingshan felt bitter in his heart, and became more and more afraid of the moody Xuanmen Master.

He said he wouldn't kill you, and even set up a net of heaven and earth, which almost caused him to lose his life. But afterwards, he took out a magical medicine to make you reborn with your arms and arrange for someone to live in the side hall.

He is really the most powerful person in the world who is unpredictable.

The preciousness of magical medicine is absolutely understandable. There are no 50 magical medicines in the world, and even each one is unique and has the ability to revive the dead.

It is not a false statement to rebirth the broken arm, it is just that the conditions are strict and it takes a long time to continue to warm up.

He walked back swayingly, and there was a figure curled up on his tail, all white, as if it was a blooming ice lotus.

The ice lotus is stained with blood, and the back is like the heart of the ice lotus, and it is as red as the blood-stained glass.

The old monk was silent and then bowed to Kong Xuanyaoyao.

Kong Xuan had already fainted and his spine was damaged. Chu Qing sighed slowly, then he reached out and a stone tablet was held by him. It grew in the wind and turned into an ancient stone tablet, sprinkling thousands of clear lights and sank into Kong Xuan's body.

A seed of a magical medicine was thrown into Kong Xuan's mouth by Chu Qing.

It took a while to recuperate, but Chu Qing did not disturb him.

"Take him next to the waterfall, let's go." Chu Qing said slowly.

"Roar!" Aowu pointed his huge head, carried the stone tablet, rolled up Kong Xuan, and walked towards the waterfall.

The old monk Mingshan picked up the magic medicine in front of him with his hands, and felt sad. Now his life is handed over to someone else and he is under house arrest. I am afraid that there will be an accident in the future.

But no matter what, life is important.

I swallowed the magic medicine one by one, and felt miserable in my heart. I don’t know who to tell me.

The broken arm recovered bit by bit, and bones and flesh grew again.

The speed was amazing. After the magical medicine in front of him had no place to eat, the old monk Mingshan had recovered most of it. It seemed that nothing had happened. Apart from the mottled blood, it was impossible to see that he had been injured.

Chu Qing nodded and said, "Recover and restore, I will teach you Buddhism."

The old monk Mingshan shook his hands, "Sir, can you do Buddhism?"

"Why, don't you look like this?" Chu Qing raised his eyebrows and said.

"Yes, yes." Old monk Mingshan shook his head with a wry smile. "Mr.'s words of Zen are also a wonderful way to travel through mountains and rivers. It took several years to find the wonderful way to interpret it. Now, Mr. Xiao does not understand Buddhism, so Mingshan is really a bit arrogant."

Chu Qing waved his hand, "It's just a communication, no need to worry."

The old monk Mingshan slowly stood up and gave a solemn gift.

"Mingshan has something, I hope the sir can answer it." Mingshan said.

Chu Qing nodded, "It's the Lieyang Eagle's business." Chu Qing said slowly.

"Well, sir, the magic doctor, I hope I can save you one or two." Old Monk Mingshan said with another tribute.

“It’s a illusion.”

Chu Qing didn't move his face, and felt a little funny in his heart, saying, "It's the illusion in your heart, there is no ray of Fiery Sun."

"But I clearly saw..." Old Monk Mingshan frowned tightly.

"What you see may not be true. You can go back first, or you can go there first to take a look." Chu Qing said slowly.

Fantasy?

Old monk Mingshan didn't believe it. He saw the Fiery Sun flying over, slightly blocking the stone for a moment, and the stone penetrated through the body.

The old monk looked a little stubborn, and he followed the way to the exit.

He walked out of Yujing Mountain, looked behind, and sighed softly in his heart. This time, he couldn't get out of it.

He didn't know how many lives and favors he owed to the Lord of Xuanmen.

After walking out of Yujing Mountain, he still felt a little unbeliever.

He clearly saw the Fiery Sun Eagle bleeding there, but he didn't believe what Chu Qing said. If he saw it himself, he would see it with his own eyes, it would be true.

Walked to the place where the stones just flew past.

There is indeed a fiery sun eagle on the top of the mountain, but it is standing there intact. When you walk over, you can even see the fiery sun eagle flying flapping its wings and soaring for nine days.

The old monk looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

What the leader of Xuanmen said is actually true?

At this moment, he remembered what Chu Qing said, "What you see may not be true."

He was confused, which one was true and which one was false?

Could it be that what you see with your own eyes is also an illusion?

Chu Qing stood on the top of Yujing Mountain and reached the pinnacle of the illusion. He slightly integrated into the attack, which made him doubt his life. This was something Chu Qing didn't expect.

Unconsciously integrated, but it really triggered the celestial momentum and turned into illusion.

The fiery sun eagle is still there, maybe it is flapping its wings, but it does not come to meet.

The old monk murmured to himself, "There is nothing, where can dust be caused?"

The endless spiritual light seemed to wash him a little, his heart was clear and his eyes were bright.

The Zen technique in the last two sentences still makes his heart clear.
Chapter completed!