After a night, the bloody aura in Cihang Temple had faded a lot, and countless flies surrounded the corpses of the monks, buzzing. Even Gu Qi was not afraid of getting close to him, and he flew without any scruples. A few even wanted to fly to Gu Qi's face, but before they could get close, they were hit into powder by the spiritual power emitted by Gu Qi.

Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, Gu Qi felt sad inside. He resisted the urge to vomit, recited the magic trick, and pointed his finger, and a blue flame immediately ignited, burning the monk's corpse. The flies were also burned to ashes in the blue flame. When the corpse was all burned to ashes, Gu Qi waved his hand, and a breeze fell from the sky and rolled away the ashes.

There was no trace left on the stone steps in front of the Main Hall, as if nothing had existed here. He raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was in the sky, and the sky was clear, and it was a bright sunny sky.

After a while, Gu Qi withdrew his gaze and turned to walk down the mountain. Outside the mountain gate, all the street lights that were pointed at last night had been knocked over, and they fell to the ground and lay on the stone steps, in a mess. It must have been knocked over by the transformed wolf demon last night when he committed the murder.

If he had been more careful at that time, the people in this temple would not have been ravaged by the wolf demon. Perhaps he could still come to put incense on the Buddha statue in the temple. Thinking of the unknown wolf demon, a trace of anger flashed in Gu Qi's eyes.

"I didn't expect that a monk from Tongtian Realm could not protect the people from a wolf demon." Gu Qi touched the Na Ling Qiankun bag in his arms and fell into deep thought.

Xuan Hai woke up from the darkness. His eyes were dark and his back was aching. He tried hard to open his eyes, but there was still darkness in front of him. He hurriedly groped around in the darkness, but he felt a cool wall. He wanted to walk forward, but at this time he found that he was trapped in a small space with four walls and could not get out at all.

He was shocked and cried in a hurry: "Master, senior brother, help me quickly, I'm afraid of the dark!"

Xuanhai cried for a long time, but he didn't hear the answers from Abbot Kotomi and other monks. An ominous premonition and darkness enveloped his heart. Xuanhai became even more panicked, slapped the surrounding walls, shouting even more violently.

Gu Qi, who was still thinking, finally heard the shouts coming from behind, and was shocked. He hurriedly ran back to Cihang Temple to find where the sound came from. However, he searched the entire temple but found no figure. After a long time, he discovered that the shouts came from the Buddha statue in the Great Hall. When he approached the Buddha statue, the shouts became clearer.

"Can someone be hidden in the Buddha statue in the tragedy last night and escaped a disaster?" Gu Qi said inwardly, slamming the Buddha statue with a strong palm, and the Buddha statue broke out in response.

I saw a thin figure staggeringly out of the Buddha statue, with blood all over his body, a pale complexion, and a weak look. Only then did Gu Qi see that the figure walking out was the little shaman he rescued outside the mountain gate last night.

Xuanhai walked out of the Buddha statue with difficulty. He looked around and did not see the masters and senior brothers who recited scriptures here on weekdays. Only the young man in front of him stared at him with confusion. Xuanhai felt that the young man felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while. It should be a pilgrim who came to the temple to burn incense.

Thinking of this, Xuan Hai endured the pain in his back and bowed and said, "Amitabha, donor, have you seen my master and senior brother?"

Gu Qi was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was no one left in Cihang Temple except this little novice monk. A trace of grief flashed in his eyes. He couldn't bear to tell him the truth, so he walked to the little novice monk, touched his little head, and said, "They all went down the mountain early in the morning. Before leaving, they told me that they would not come back and would entrust you to me."

Xuan Hai was stunned for a moment. Thinking that when he was usually naughty, his master and his senior brothers often said that he would throw himself out of Cihang Temple and not want him. Is this true? His eyes, which had just been wiped dry, suddenly turned red again, and he said tremblingly: "You lied to me, my master and senior brother will not want me. You go away, I want to find my master and senior brother!"

Cihang Temple is not big. In less than half an incense stick, Xuanhai had searched three times inside and outside until he had no strength to search. Finally, he sat on the stone steps, held his face and cheeks with his hands, and sat in a daze, motionless.

He seemed to be the only one left in the empty Cihang Temple. Tears in his eyes slipped down again without realizing it, and tears splashed on the ground. He wanted to cry loudly, but opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound.

Gu Qi walked to Xuanhai silently, sat down, and looked at the ever-changing clouds in the distance, silent.

After a long time, Xuan Hai lowered his head and whispered slowly: "Does my master and senior brother really want me?"

Gu Qi didn't know how to answer. He couldn't bear it whether he was telling him the truth or deceiving him, because no matter which answer it was, it was an extremely painful thing for the young monk who was only six or seven years old around him.

Xuan Hai reached out and rubbed his eyes, wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes, turned his head and said, "You are just lying to me, right? My master and senior brother have not left at all. They are all here, right?"

Gu Qi's mouth moved, and he was silent for a while before saying, "What did you say? I didn't lie to you!"

Xuan Hai shook his head and said sadly: "Don't lie to me, I remember who you are. You saved me last night. My master and senior brother were both killed by the wolf demon? I saw the blood on the stone steps."

Gu Qi was shocked. He wanted to make up a lie and continue to hide it, but the little monk saw through it. He looked at the stone steps in front of the Main Hall, where there was indeed a trace of blood left, and the light color almost melted into the stone steps.

He took a deep breath and whispered: "I'm sorry, I lied to you. Your master and senior brothers were killed by the wolf demon. I couldn't protect them."

Xuan Hai lowered his head and stuttered: "It's not your business, I was the one who harmed them. If I hadn't been greedy last night and had sneaked out to buy sesame cakes, I would have been targeted by the wolf demon and injured by the wolf demon, and I would have been harmed everyone!"

When he saw the blood on the stone steps, Xuan Hai remembered what happened last night. Although he was knocked fainted by the wolf demon with a claw, he clearly saw the black shadow, the wolf demon of Yanming Mountain, which was discussed by his senior brothers all day long.

Kong saw that Master Abbot and many senior brothers would not leave the temple for no reason, nor would he leave him alone. After thinking for a long time, he finally realized that the young man in front of him had deceived him, and also remembered why this young man was so familiar. He was the person who stood in front of him like a god last night.

Gu Qi looked at the little shaman beside him and said, "What do you want to do in the future?"

Xuan Hai and Gu Qi looked at each other and said, "Is that wolf demon dead?"

Gu Qi smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer, even Yin Shuang was broken into pieces, but he didn't know where the transformed wolf demon went, let alone the life and death of the wolf demon.

When Xuanhai saw that the young man did not answer him, his heart that was already expectant was sinking again and continued, "I want to avenge my masters and brothers, teach me how to practice Taoism!"

Gu Qi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xuan Hai again. At this time, Xuan Hai's tender face was actually full of determination and courage, looking at him with hope, and the breeze blew, shattering the corners of his clothes.

Gu Qi said, "It's very hard to practice Taoism!" His voice was very light, as if he was recalling the time when he was practicing Taoism in the beginning.

Gu Qi knew very well how difficult the road to practicing Taoism was. It took him nearly a year to understand what Kaiyuan is from a mortal, and guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, and officially step into the threshold of practicing Taoism.

Xuan Hai shook his head, his face remained firm, and he shouted: "I want to practice even if I have a hard time!"

Gu Qi said again: "You must have immortal veins when practicing Taoism!"

Xuan Hai stretched out his hand and wanted Gu Qi to help him see if he had a fairy fate and could practice Taoism and revenge: "Then help me see if I have an immortal vein!"

This time, Gu Qi shook his head and said, "That's not what I think of the Immortal Vein. I don't have the magic weapon to see the Immortal Vein here, so I can't see it."

Xuan Hai withdrew his hand and said unyieldingly: "Where is such a magic weapon?"

Gu Qi looked toward Lingjun Mountain and said, "My master has it. If you want to see the immortal veins, you have to find my master, but he may not necessarily help you."

Xuan Hai was stunned for a moment and said anxiously: "I don't care. Take me to see your master. I want to worship the immortal sect and practice Taoism. I want to worship your master as my master!"

Gu Qi hesitated for a moment and looked forward. The wind and clouds in the sky were whirling, unpredictable. After a moment of silence, he nodded heavily.
Chapter completed!