C8 Conversation

Daybreak had arrived. Silent One, who had just emerged from the tree hole, was sitting blankly on the dry ground with his back leaning against the banyan tree root. His expression was one of distress.

He had never seen such a brazen person, nor had he ever seen such a ruthless person. In order to let him save him, he had stabbed his already injured body several times, and the sword was now even deeper than before, closer to the heart!

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-layered pagoda. This is the sutra of the Buddha family. If you hand me over to the people of the Core Sect, you will not save them even if you see them die. Buddha said, "Human nature is good, if you don't save me, you are an evil person!" In his mind, he recalled the words Mu Xinshu had struggled to say to him before falling unconscious, and the scene of Mu Xinshu stabbing his body with a wooden sword constantly played through his mind!

"Amitabha!" Taking a deep breath, the monk sat down cross-legged. He put his hands together and recited the scripture in his head. He tried his best to not think about the miscellaneous matters related to the Book of Patriarchs. Otherwise, he could almost be certain that he would go berserk because of this!

It was another dusk. The clouds on the horizon had tails of flame, emitting a crimson color. As the sun set in the west, the fiery clouds on the horizon looked like a rainbow.

The sound of light footsteps caused Jing — who was meditating — to open her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the people in front of her. She did not reveal a trace of surprise, panic, or shock on her face.

The four swordsmen standing in front of Quiet And Steadfast looked extremely tired.

Jing Yi slowly stood up, his hands clasped together, and nodded with a calm expression, "Amitabha! This little monk, Jing Yi, greets the benefactors of the core sect! As the night descended, the mountain wilderness became empty. I wonder, why have the various benefactors come to find this little monk? "

Four men in green wore wooden swords with the insignia of the Sect of Tree's core on their waists. They were long and thick, and their scabbards were carefully crafted from green tree trunks. Anyone near the Nine Heavens Mountain would be able to determine their identity by looking at the wooden swords.

"This monk, have you seen a disciple of the Heart Tree Sect in the mountains today?" One of the men in green robe looked up and down at Jing once and spoke without a trace of politeness. The man next to him stretched out his hand and lightly pulled on Jing. He then scolded lightly.

"Gao Deying, be more polite when you speak!" He glared at his companion and turned to Jing Yi, saying gently, "Master, we are indeed the Core Sect disciples. I am Feng Yu Hai, the head disciple of the Core Sect. We are searching for the whereabouts of my disciple, Mu Xinshu! I wonder if this master has ever met a stranger? "

Jing Yi's heart skipped a beat, but his face was expressionless as he nodded again, "Amitabha! This little monk has been in this mountain for a long time, but I have never seen that disciple of your sect! We have met a few other disciples from your sect who were chasing after us! "

"I see that there's something wrong with your monk appearing in this forest!" Gao Dizhi could not bear to see Mu Xinshu's calm and unhurried tone. He looked at the bald monk with suspicion, "You know where that traitor Mu Xinshu is, so you intentionally tried to cover for him, right?" Otherwise, why would you appear in the Nine Heavens Mountain so late? "

Jing Yi's expression was still as indifferent as before, both of his hands still clasped together. Towards Gao Dazhi's doubts, Jing Yi's expression was very calm, "Amitabha! This little monk is the disciple of Medicine God Temple, Jing Yi. Because my master was short of medicinal herbs to refine the 'Dream God Pill', this little monk went into the Nine Heavens Mountain to gather medicinal herbs. Moreover, the core sect is located in the Vast Sky Mountain and the Nine Heavens Mountain is not the core sect's private property. May I ask, Sir Gao, why is it that I cannot appear here? "

"You!" Being robbed by Jing Yi, Gao Dazhi's face turned red as he glared at Jing Yi. He had already reached out his hand to grasp onto the heart of the wooden sword on his waist! Feng Yu Hai, who was standing beside him, shook his head, and pressed down on Gao De Ji's hand.

"Amitabha!" "So that's how it is!" Feng Yu Hai looked at Jing Yi with a smile on his face. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "So you're a disciple of the Medicine King Temple, and Jing Yi's master is the Medicine King Temple's headmaster, Master tomorrow?"

Jing Yi raised his head, and looked at Feng Yu Hai with a serious and astonished gaze, then nodded his head and smiled, "Feng Yu Hai is right, my master is the one who presided over this temple! My master has seven direct disciples, and this little monk is only the last of the seven! It's not worth mentioning! "

Gao Dexian and the rest who were standing beside Feng Yuhai revealed looks of surprise, when the Medicine King Temple's name was announced, Gao Dexian's heart was already nervous, hearing Jingyi's words, Gao Dexian's face became even redder, and he looked sideways, not daring to look at Jingyi.

The Medicine King Temple was located within a radius of a few hundred Li around the Nine Heavens Mountain, and was known to be a cultivation sect. As for Pill King Temple's overseer, the Grandmaster Ming Ri, he was rumored to be a super expert at the peak of the sixth meridian! In the cultivation world, he could be considered a famous expert. However, compared to the Medicine King Temple, the Heart Tree Sect was much worse. The Sect Leader of the Heart Tree Sect was only at the late stage of the fifth meridian, and not a single person in the sect had successfully broken through to the sixth meridian!

Gao Dazhi's face looked forced, Jingwen's face was normal, but Fengyu's face was still calm, and from the start to the end, he maintained his composure. Smiling lightly, he said, "Then that's the case!" It seemed that the monk Jing Yi had indeed come to the Nine Heavens Mountain to gather herbs! Excuse me, I'll be leaving soon! "Jingyi monk, please continue to rest!"

Quietly looking at Feng Yu Hai's calm face, he clasped his hands together and slowly nodded! His legs also inadvertently closed together, clamping the wide, coarse cloth of his monastic robe! Feng Yu Hai lowered his head, squinted his eyes, gave a meaningful glance, then turned and left without a word. Upon seeing this, Gao Dazhi and the rest could only follow Feng Yuhai and leave!

Looking at the back view of Feng Yuhai, Gao Dazhi, and the others as they disappeared back into the forest, by borrowing the moonlight, Jing Yi could clearly see the few drops of sweat on his nose!

"Amitabha!" He sat down with his legs crossed and leaned against the roots of the tree. His eyes were wide open as he rested his chin on his hands. His gaze was somewhat dazed! He was almost certain that when Feng Yu Hai's gaze shifted downwards just now, he had clearly seen the bloodstain on his monastic robe. The blood that stained the monastic robe from dragging the book had long since dried into a block, but it still did not lose its bright red color!

"Eldest Brother!" I think that monk is very suspicious. How could you let him go so easily? "

Feng Yu Hai shook his head, and laughed as he turned his head to stare at the dissatisfied Gao Dazhi, "He is the proud disciple of the Medicine God Temple's headmaster, his strength is only comparable to mine, do you think you can kill him?"