After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

More than half a month passed peacefully. One day, Xu Feng was sitting in Huichun Hall and seeing patients. At one moment, he suddenly felt a malicious gaze from outside the hall. He raised his head and scanned the surroundings for a few times, but found nothing unusual. The malicious gaze was fleeting, like an illusion, but Xu Feng's heart was pounding, and he didn't dare to be careless!

Whether it was the natural intuition of a medicinal body or the effect of practicing his mind-to-sense martial arts, the malice just now was definitely not groundless. Who was it? I have tried my best not to provoke anyone, so why was I targeted?

The presence of such a malicious person in secret made Xu Feng uneasy all day long. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out who he had offended to harm him. Senior Brother? Not really. The relationship between the two had eased recently compared to before. Besides, if he wanted to harm him, he wouldn't wait until now. But apart from him, Xu Feng couldn't think of anyone else he had a conflict with.

In the evening, after leaving Huichun Hall, Xu Feng walked along the avenue with a nervous mood, accompanied by passers-by, and ran to Ye Tong's residence at the fastest speed. He planned to stay there tonight. The malice made him feel that he was being targeted by a powerful person. He was alone, and even with Xiao Hei, he really didn't feel safe.

Arriving at the gate of the house safely, Xu Feng heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened. Just as he was about to knock on the door, a sinister voice came from behind him.

"What's wrong? Little donor, you seem very scared! Hehehe..."

Hearing this, Xu Feng tensed up, but he didn't turn around, instead he knocked hard on the door. However, the door was no longer a door, a wave of ripples spread out, and Xu Feng seemed to be knocking on the water surface, without any sound. Knowing that it was the other party who was doing it, Xu Feng forced himself to calm down. The means of the cultivator were not something he could contend with, so Xu Feng had to turn around and look in the direction where the sound came from.

A bald monk in a tattered robe with an evil smile on his face came into view. He was short in stature but had a broad body. Although he was dressed as a monk, he did not look dignified or serious at all. Instead, he had an attitude of cynicism and contempt for everything.

"Master, I wonder how I have offended you?" Xu Feng tried his best to keep his voice steady.

"Young donor, don't be nervous. As soon as I saw you, I felt that you and I were destined to be together. I am sorry to bother you because I have something to ask for your help. I hope you won't mind!" The other party suddenly straightened his posture and spoke humbly and politely.

"I see, how can I help you?" Xu Feng looked relieved. Of course, he would not believe the other party's lies, but the situation was stronger than him, so he could only pretend to be nice to the other party.

"I have been feeling depressed lately, and I am really unhappy. I need to see blood to get rid of my depression. You are kind-hearted, and I believe you will not stand idly by. Don't worry, I will not take your life. I will only take a hand, a foot, or an eye. You can choose one according to your preference!" The tattered monk's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he said evilly.

Turning faces is faster than turning pages!

"Master, I am just an ordinary doctor. I have always been kind to others and have never done anything harmful. Even if you want me to cut off my hands and feet, at least give me a reason!" Xu Feng was extremely nervous at the moment. If he started bleeding, his identity as a medicine body would be exposed.

"Hmm..." The evil monk touched his chin in an unruly manner, as if he was considering whether what Xu Feng said made sense.

"It would be boring to tell you directly. Why don't you guess it, little donor?" The evil monk laughed strangely again.

"Since the master is so interested, I will respectfully obey your command." He took a deep breath and glanced at the other party. The suffocating and powerful feeling of oppression made him dare not have any other thoughts.

"The master has an extraordinary aura, far superior to all the practitioners I have met. His origin is definitely extraordinary. And he is a monk. The only monk I have had any interaction with is Master Zhixuan of the Shengmen Fashang Temple. Could it be that this matter is related to Master Zhixuan?" Xu Feng's mind was turning. Although he was not a warrior, his body's keen perception ability allowed him to clearly realize that the other party's aura was not weaker than Zhixuan's at the beginning, and even better.

"You're not stupid!" The evil monk was slightly stunned, and then he showed a bloodthirsty look. "Now that you know, then choose one! You can't escape, so choose sooner and get it over with sooner!"

"Wait! Could it be that the master has a grudge against Zhixuan?" Xu Feng couldn't figure it out. He helped Zhixuan break through, but the people who came wanted to cut off his hands and feet and blind him. Could it be that they were the hostile forces of Faxiang Temple? But Faxiang Temple, one of the holy sects, had never heard of a rival that was also a Buddhist sect! And even if it was an enemy, how did they know him? It couldn't be that Zhixuan revealed it to him!

"Young donor, you're making me lose my patience." The evil monk's tone began to become cold, as if he was fed up with Xu Feng's procrastination. He stepped forward and was ready to make a choice for Xu Feng.

Seeing this, Xu Feng became extremely nervous. Seeing that the other party was about to attack, at the critical moment, he also showed ruthlessness and decisiveness. He suddenly pinched the joint of his left arm with his right hand and twisted it hard.

"Crack!" A crisp sound of broken bones was heard, and Xu Feng's left arm had taken on an abnormal shape.

Xu Feng's face was distorted by the great pain. But he still said tremblingly: "Master, please solve my doubts!"

The evil monk paused, narrowed his eyes, looked Xu Feng up and down seriously, and then smiled evilly again: "Interesting!"

"Okay! Since you are a little sincere, I will tell you clearly."

It turns out that the evil monk also came from the Faxiang Temple, but he belongs to a special branch - the evil Buddha lineage! The monks of this lineage do not prohibit wine and meat, killing, or even women. In short, they do whatever they want and their minds are open. It should be impossible to go far if one indulges in one's own desires in the path of cultivation, but the fact is just the opposite. The monks of this lineage can cultivate strength that is better than other disciples in the temple. However, this branch has extremely high requirements for qualifications. Let's put it this way. If the qualification requirements of ordinary Faxiang Temple disciples need to reach 60%, the evil Buddha lineage requires at least 85%! Therefore, the evil Buddha lineage often cannot accept a disciple for 10 to 20 years. But in the top combat power of Faxiang Temple, the evil Buddha lineage occupies a very important position!

Once the evil Buddha lineage has a new disciple, it will focus more on training him than other monks in the temple. As a new generation of evil monks, he was originally the one with the most cultivation resources in the temple, but due to Zhixuan's breakthrough, especially his Zen mind seemed to have been baptized, his strength in all aspects has greatly increased, and he shined in the temple competition not long ago. Although he was defeated by him in the end, his outstanding performance has attracted the attention of several elders in the temple. In the new round of resource allocation, some of the resources that originally belonged to him were taken away from him!

The evil Buddha lineage cannot suppress their own desires and must keep their thoughts open, otherwise it will bury hidden dangers and risk going astray. The evil monk had to follow the elders' decision, but he had to vent his dissatisfaction. So he turned his attention to the person who helped Zhixuan, who was originally ordinary, to break through. After several inquiries, he got the news of Xu Feng and came here!

Of course, it is a personal opportunity for the disciples of Fashang Temple to enter the mortal world to look for opportunities. The evil monk is not so vicious as to take Xu Feng's life for this reason, but he must pay some price to vent the depression in his heart!

"Okay, now that you know all the information, make your choice quickly. Is it this broken left arm?" said the evil monk.

"Wait, as the saying goes, ignorance is not blame, how can I be blamed for this? Even if I can predict the future, how can I dare to refuse Master Zhixuan, a disciple of the Saint Sect?" Xu Feng argued hurriedly while enduring the severe pain. It was really a disaster from the sky, how could I encounter such an outrageous thing?

"Well, you are right. But it is useless. Should I choose the left arm?" The evil monk didn't care.

"By the way, I helped Master Zhixuan to break through with a Buddhist song about the appearance of Buddha's light. How about I play it for you?" Xu Feng immediately thought of another idea.

"I am an evil Buddha, and I am walking a heretical path. Ordinary Buddhist music is not only useless to me, but harmful. The last one, is it the left arm? Forget it, let's not waste time. Just choose the left arm." The evil monk was too lazy to talk to Xu Feng anymore.

"The last sentence, I can not only sing orthodox Buddhist music, I can also sing the music of evil Buddha!" ​​Xu Feng shouted directly when the evil monk grabbed his left arm!