(It’s very short, you don’t need to read it now, I’ll update it early tomorrow)
The monks of the Jing Nian Zen Sect are naturally not incompetent. In emergencies, they react quickly and are well organized to figure things out quickly.
On the back mountain, there were indeed traces of someone hiding and sneaking in. Especially where the poisonous smoke exploded, there were still several bodies that had not been taken away.
Judging from some of the special hidden weapons and accessories used on their bodies, as Meng Xiuyuan expected, these people were all members of the Demon Sect who took the opportunity to sneak in while the Jing Nian Zen Sect was concentrating on dealing with Meng Xiu Yuan.
Faced with this fact, when the hundreds of monks present looked at Meng Xiuyuan again, their attitudes changed drastically, and their eyes couldn't help but feel more grateful.
After all, if it weren't for Meng Xiuyuan's flying sword dozens of feet away, I don't know how many people would have been killed or injured in the Jing Nian Zen Sect today.
Zen Master Lokong came forward and thanked Meng Xiuyuan sincerely. However, Meng Xiuyuan had no intention of chatting with him. He only nodded and agreed, then turned to Master Xuan and said seriously:
"Miss Shi, the episode has passed.
If you want to stop me, please draw your sword..."
Master Feixuan stared at Meng Xiuyuan's face for a long time, then sighed softly, inserted the Se Kong sword back into her back, and said softly:
"Mr. Meng, please come with me..."
As she spoke, she took the lead and took a graceful step.
Although Meng Xiuyuan was a little surprised by the situation, he did not hesitate and immediately followed the fairy-like girl.
The two of them walked all the way through the White Stone Square and arrived in front of the golden copper palace. Master Fei Xuan stretched out her bare hands, grabbed the two large rings on the thick copper door and pulled hard, and the palace door opened in response.
In an instant, a strange air flow came towards him, like cold and hot, hard and soft, which caused the longevity energy in Meng Xiuyuan's body to become chaotic immediately, and surged up in his meridians like a torrential flood.
Fortunately, Meng Xiuyuan's tranquility skills were profound, and the other Beiming Qi in his body was not affected by it, so he was able to forcibly suppress the Immortality Qi in an instant.
When such a sudden change occurred, Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously thought that it was the concubine's way of flirting. However, when he looked up for a moment, he saw that the concubine also had a frown on her face and a bad look on her face. She was obviously trying her best to calm down the innate energy in her body.
After a while, Master Fei Xuan's face calmed down, and she turned around and said softly, as if she had guessed Meng Xiuyuan's thoughts:
"Mr. Meng, please don't misunderstand. This is the natural power of He's Bi, which will interfere with the inner breath of nearby innate masters.
Young Master, please don’t exercise your power and be calm, and you will be less affected by it.”
Meng Xiuyuan nodded, without saying much to her, and took the lead in walking into the copper palace.
Looking around, I saw that the walls of the Bronze Hall were densely packed with more than ten thousand small bronze Buddha statues, all of which were exquisitely cast.
The Buddha statue is set off between the walls of the palace, which are also made of bronze, carved beams and paintings. When the sun shines outside the door, it immediately shines with countless brilliant golden lights. The magnificent scene is almost dazzling.
In the golden light, only the copper table in the center of the hall could be seen with some white spots. Looking at it carefully, it was a jade seal made of a similar material to Meng Xiuyuan's Divine Sword, shining brightly.
At this moment, Master Feixuan's voice came softly from behind Meng Xiuyuan:
"Mr. Meng, Concubine Xuan is unable to stop you today.
I can only ask you to think twice, sir, is it really a better choice for the people of the world if you act like this?"
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he subconsciously looked up at the more than 10,000 luxurious golden Buddha statues in the hall, and immediately replied decisively:
"I'm just an outsider, so I don't dare to make decisions on behalf of the people of the world.
It’s just what happened today, I will definitely not regret it…”
While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan had already put the Heshi Bi in his arms, turned around and strode away from the Tongdian.
Shi Feixuan stood silently on one side without blocking him. Instead, her eyes were attracted by the determination on his face, and she stared at him for a long time, unable to look away.
It wasn't until Meng Xiuyuan walked more than ten feet away and was about to disappear among the countless temples and pavilions of Jingnian Temple that Master Fei Xuan suddenly came back to his senses and said with rare frankness:
"It concerns the reputation of Buddhism and the common people in the world. Although Concubine Xuan does not want to be an enemy of the young master, as a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, she really has nothing to do.
The next time we meet, I am afraid that the four great Buddhist monks will come forward to ask for the Heshi Bi from the young master.
The young master's martial arts skills are too high, and even with the four holy monks here, it might be difficult to capture the young master without using heavy blows.
I hope that the young master will change his mind before this happens and not let the world’s righteousness suffer unnecessary losses..."
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he paused for a moment, turned sideways, and asked the concubine:
"How long will it take for Miss Master to invite four holy monks?"
"Excluding the time to trace the whereabouts of the young master, it will be within a month."
"Okay, I will wait for you in Luoyang for a month."
Meng Xiuyuan answered simply, then raised his Qi Luck Skill and floated down the mountain road, reaching the foot of the mountain in a few breaths.
Unexpectedly, just as Meng Xiuyuan was preparing to return to the city, a flute sound suddenly came from the distant mountains and forests.
The clear sound of the flute, just a few notes, made Meng Xiuyuan inexplicably see an old man with a kind face and a lonely heart right in front of him, no less impressive than Shi Qingxuan's Xiao Yi.
Meng Xiuyuan's expression changed, and he understood that the "Sanren" Ning Daoqi had finally arrived, but he didn't know why he didn't show up. He only met Meng Xiuyuan through the air with the sound of a flute.
Listening carefully, you can see that there is no murderous hostility in the sound of the flute, but it is melodious and gentle, as if it is earnestly persuading, and it seems like a helpless sigh.
Meng Xiuyuan suddenly understood, but secretly shook his head, and did not accept Ning Daoqi's kindness. Instead, he reached out and drew out the white jade sword from behind, and solemnly slashed at a huge stone in front of him.
The next moment, the boulder suddenly shattered, and a loud "boom" sound spread throughout the mountains and fields, overpowering the long sound of the flute, and the echo lingered for a long time.
After a while, the lingering sound disappeared, but there was no more flute sound, and Ning Daoqi's figure was not seen.
Meng Xiu saw this scene and waited quietly for a moment, then silently put the divine sword behind his back and flew away.
…
After returning from the Jing Nian Zen Sect, Meng Xiuyuan did not go shopping in Luoyang, but went straight to the inn where he had stayed before.
This fight with Sora had brought him quite a lot of benefits, and he needed to consolidate.
As soon as he stepped into the guest room door, Meng Xiuyuan felt something was wrong inexplicably. Although he did not notice any murderous intention in his spiritual sense, he still immediately became vigilant.
Sure enough, after walking through the living room and entering the back room, Meng Xiuyuan glanced around and saw a slim woman lying on his bed, covered by a thick quilt, hiding her face.
"Girl, did you go to the wrong room?"
Meng Xiuyuan knew something was fishy, but he asked first.
But I heard a slightly familiar smile coming from under the quilt, and the quilt was slowly pulled down, revealing half of a peerless face:
"Master Meng has been here for three days and had a fierce fight with those smelly monks. He must be tired.
Please come up quickly and let Huanwan wait for the young master to have a good rest..."