The sky was spinning, and the strong wind made my eyes sore and thorny, and my clothes were so excited. Xu Xuan was shocked and angry. He didn't expect Xiaoqing to be so cruel and disagree, and even threw himself down a thousand feet high. When he was about to curse, his mouth and jaw were hot and numb, and he couldn't even breathe.

The golden light danced and the bells rang wildly. He couldn't see everything around him clearly, but he felt that his whole body seemed to be pushed by a craze and squeezed by a huge rock, which was extremely difficult to bear.

Then there was a crisp sound of "Chela" and several pine branches broke in the right arm and back, causing severe pain to attack the heart. Before he could inhale, the branches were thrown out and continued to fall downwards.

In a blink of an eye, he had already broken the branches of more than a dozen pine trees. Although the pain was so painful that he could hardly fall, his falling speed was greatly slowed down. Suddenly, the wind blew, and the sound of water droplets danced. The bells and the sound of chanting scriptures suddenly disappeared, and were replaced by the rumbling sound of water flowing.

He tried hard to open his eyes and found that there was a waterfall like a rushing river in front of him.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, surrounded by green mountains, and a bay of green lakes was sandwiched. The lake was still more than twenty feet away from him. The waterfall roared and rushed down, hitting and dancing, deafening, and silver light shook. Xu Xuan was wet half of his body by the water droplets like flying flowers and broken jade. As he watched the lake approaching quickly, his liver and courage were completely cold.

Just as he thought he would crash into the lake and was crushed to pieces, a black shadow flashed below, someone caught him in the waist, staggered and flew around, and fell into the sky with the rolling waterfall.

Xu Xuan breathed suffocated, and the stars were dancing wildly, and the fishy and sweet gushes gushed, and the internal organs and bones seemed to be all broken and exploded. The cold lake water poured in from his mouth, nose, and ears, and he was so stuffy that he wanted to explode, and his hands were dancing randomly.

The man grabbed his arm and flew into the sky. The waves squirted, and the night sky was washed away. In an instant, it rushed out more than ten feet away and landed steadily on the grass on the shore.

The man gently pressed his chest and abdomen, and a warm current surged into Xu Xuan's body, "Wow" sprayed out a large saliva, escaping from death, and was so excited that he wanted to thank the man for saving his life, but was shaking all over by the strong wind, his teeth were bumped into each other and he couldn't say anything. After a long time, he gradually recovered and looked at him in a silence, saying, "It's you!" He was both surprised and happy.

The man who saved him had a bald head and a blonde shirt, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he actually saw a young monk whom he met in Lin'an more than half a month ago!

The young monk was extremely surprised to see it was him and said, "Amitabha, has the donor come to Emei for medical treatment? Although your meridians are completely cut off and there are many internal injuries, it is not impossible to treat them. Why do you have to find a way to break it yourself?"

Xu Xuan was stunned and realized that he mistakenly thought he was seriously injured and desperate, so he jumped off the cliff and committed suicide. He was about to laugh, but his internal organs were in a severe pain, curled up in a ball of cold sweat.

The figures flashed, and a few monks passed by the lake, arrived beside them, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Fahai, who is this donor? Do you recognize it?"

The young monk Fahai nodded and said, "This donor is the young master of Lin'an's 'Renji Hall'. Half a month ago, I and the three junior brothers Faxian fought with the female devil in the 'Ci'en Garden' in his mansion. The meridians on his body were also broken by the female devil at that time."

He paused and said, "Donor, I am the Fahai, Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang. Master Mingxin of my temple is proficient in medical skills, which may help the donor recover. Please follow me." Without waiting for the monks to speak, they had already raised Xu Xuan and strode towards the valley.

Xu Xuan's body was so painful that he was sweating like slurry, and he thought in a daze: "It turns out that your name is Fahai, and he is a monk from Jinshan Temple."

He heard from his uncle that the abbot of Jinshan Temple, Zen Master Mingxin, was the junior brother of Master Mingkong, the chief abbot of the Seventy-Two Temples of Emei, and was also one of the "Four Famous Monks of the Song Dynasty". Unlike other monks, Mingxin was born in a family of imperial doctors and had excellent medical skills. He was called "both Buddha and Taoism" with Ge Changgeng. Unexpectedly, he failed to find Ge Changgeng, but was fortunate to meet this abbot Mingxin who was known as "save one person, subdue one demon, save one demon, and subdue one demon as much as he saved someone."

The bell echoed, accompanied by the tide of chanting scriptures. But at this moment, it sounded solemn and solemn, without the terrifying power that had just been destroyed and shaking.

Fahai was carrying him on his back and flew away from the lake. The bells and the chanting of scriptures became louder and louder. In a blink of an eye, he reached a deep valley surrounded by dangerous peaks on all sides.

The cliffs are connected to the sky, as steep as well, and the moonlight makes the peaks on the west side white as frost and snow. The lake is as flat as a mirror, and there are lights shining in the dim night. There is a bell pavilion on the lake, connected to the curved corridor on the shore. The bells are endless, and it is coming from there.

There are seventy-two lotus flowers floating on the lake. On each lotus, there is a monk sitting cross-legged. He holds his head and eyebrows, folds his hands together, his lips move, and recites scriptures in unison. Looking from afar, the scene is spectacular and strange.

Every ten steps in the curved corridor on the shore, a monk stood, each holding a knife and a stick, as if facing a great enemy. At least hundreds of people were there. Seeing Fahai running towards him with a sick boy on his back, all the monks showed surprise.

A monk with long beard stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "Fahai! The abbot asked you to guard the 'Sanyin Formation' Shengmen, but why did you leave your post and bring people here? You can't quickly return to your position!"

Fahai said: "Mr. Mingjue, this donor was shocked by the female devil's head to break the eight extraordinary meridians. His life was in danger, and all of them arose because of me. I beg my uncle to report to Master and save his life."

Mingjue glanced at Xu Xuan and frowned and said, "The abbot is playing chess, how can he be distracted? To save people, you have to wait until the winner is decided..."

Fahai shook his head and said, "Please leave a thread of life for the donor, so there should be no delay for another moment. The master's heart is like a mirror and has no worries. How can he be distracted by this? I hope the uncle of the master will be kind and inform him on his behalf."

"Don't!" Mingjue's face changed and he shouted in a low voice, "Now the demons are everywhere in the mountains, how do you know that this person is not a treacherous Qiao Hua, waiting for an opportunity to cause trouble? This game of chess is not only about the 72 Temples of Emei, but also about the peace of the world. How can you take risks because of the small loss of the big ones?"

Xu Xuan heard it in a daze and was furious. He wanted to scold him for being bald, but he couldn't raise any strength.

Fahai was young, but he was quite stubborn. He shook his head and said, "Save a life better than building a seven-level pagoda. How can he judge the size of the big and small? Uncle Master, offended me." He walked forward with Xu Xuan on his back.

Mingjue wanted to hold his shoulder, but with a dull "bang", he was shocked and pulled away a few steps away. He waved his Zen stick and attacked Fahai like a storm, shouting: "Bold Fahai! You are just arrogant and arrogant. Today, you dare to bully him and violate my rules. Do you still have me, the law enforcement uncle, in your eyes? If you don't leave this person, you will be punished strictly!"

Fahai was extremely fast and his true energy was extremely strong. He was avoiding or blocking it, and in an instant he rushed out seventeen or eighteen feet. Xu Xuan breathed and blocked, but he felt the air waves around him galvanized, as if in the center of a whirlwind, the monks stepped forward one after another to stop. As soon as they approached, they were shocked and fell back.

He was surprised and envious, thinking: "This little elder Fahai is only a few years older than me, but has such cultivation. Compared with him, I have lived for more than ten years."

He heard the bell ringing again, which made him qi and blood rush. A kind and soft voice came from the pavilion in the middle of the lake: "Mingjue, let Fahai come here."

Mingjue looked angry and reluctantly put away his Zen stick. The monks also closed their arms one after another to retreat.

Fahai bowed to the monks, stepped into the corridor with Xu Xuan on his back, and in a moment, he ran to the bell pavilion.

There is a stone table and four stone benches in the pavilion, and a huge bronze bell hanging on the top. The wind chimes at the eaves jingle and sway in the wind.

On one hand, the middle-aged monk with big ears sat on the left side of the stone table, holding a staff in his left hand and holding a black chess piece in his right hand. He lowered his head and stared at the Go board on the stone table, pondering indecisively. His eyebrows and eyes were kind, and he looked amiable, but it made people feel awe-inspiring for no reason.

A man in white with fairy spirit and a fairy-like body sat opposite him, with his straight and straight eyes closed, his three-foot blue beard floating like a dancing, a green jade flute was tied around his waist, and a small agate gourd that was less than an inch wide was hanging.

Fahai put Xu Xuan on the ground, bowed respectfully to the middle-aged monk, and said, "Master."

The middle-aged monk looked at him without squinting and said lightly: "This donor has insufficient innate true energy. Recently, he has suffered severe injuries one after another. He was severely damaged by the cold and yin qi. Fortunately, there is a master's spiritual medicine to prolong his life, so it is not serious. You can feed him a 'colorless pill' first, and after I finish this situation, I should receive his pulse and bring him in qi."

Seeing that he had not even looked at him, Xu Xuan cut off his illness almost completely. He couldn't help but admire him. He thought he was the famous Master Mingxin of Jinshan Temple.

Just as he was about to swallow the pills handed over by Fahai, the man in white suddenly opened his eyes, stared at him with bright eyes, shook his head and said, "Let's wait! Although the 'Colorless Pills' are a divine pill for replenishing qi and resusciting life, they are mutually corrupted with the yin and yang accumulated in his body, and the cold and heat are in conflict. He is now weak in body and weak in energy. It is not only useless to swallow it rashly, but it is not only a risk of life. Little elder, you can feed him a 'Jiji pill' first, and then take the 'Colorless Pill'." He gently picked up his fingertips, and he didn't know where to turn a black pill, which fell into the palm of Fahai's palm without bias.

Fahai hesitated and looked at Master Mingxin, and Mingxin said lightly: "The real person hangs his pot to save the world, has a great medical skills, and has a faraway view of me. You will never make any mistakes according to what he said."

Only then did Fahai send the "Jiji Dan" and "Colorless Pill" to Xu Xuan's mouth.

As soon as Xu Xuan swallowed it, he felt a warm current surging, his whole body was filled with peace. The pain, which was as if cut and twisted, suddenly relieved a lot. His hands and feet also had strength. He was surprised and happy. He struggled to sit up, bowed to the two of them, and said, "Thank you for your life-saving kindness, seniors."
Chapter completed!