Transcending evil and sanctification

With a pale face, Liu Yuxian smiled sadly, and said: "Liu has long had the consciousness of death, and Liu has such a low life. If he can get revenge, it will be worth it even if he is taken away by Master Yuwen Shao."

Yu Wenjue put his hands behind his back, and looked at this person who had the will to die.

He said: "You are very smart. Knowing that my Mingjiao was dealing with Du Jingtian secretly, you came to give him a handle and followed him to Guangyuan secretly. Using this martial arts competition to expose the whereabouts of Mingjiao, I was forced by Suzakutang. Let's do it! It's brave and resourceful."

Liu Yuxian's chest heaved violently, and he said unwillingly and angrily: "But I didn't expect that your Mingjiao cares more about Du Jingtian's secret control of the property, so you don't care about such things that can ruin his reputation."

The corner of Yu Wenjue's mouth curled up, revealing a sneering sneer, the dimple on his left cheek was looming, and at this moment it looked extremely cold.

"My Mingjiao is not self-absorbed with the decent style of those famous families, and I am a chivalrous man all day long, doing justice for the sky." Yu Wenjue said flatly, "You want to use the power of Mingjiao to avenge you, your calculation is wrong. This kind of For the matter, you should go to Wudang Shaolin."

"Liu has absolutely no such intentions!" Liu Yuxian gritted his teeth and said, "I know that the secret property of Mingjiao is entangled with the property that Du Jingtian took away from my family. Sooner or later, Mingjiao will deal with Du Jingtian. time, lend a helping hand."

"I think it's because your words are mild, those righteous people are not believed at all, so you have to wait for the opportunity." Yu Wenjue seemed to have seen through Liu Yuxian's thoughts.

Obviously this is the case. Compared with Du Jingtian, who has always had a good reputation, the one-sided words of an unknown little pawn in the rivers and lakes before him are worthy of offending the other party for him.

Liu Yuxian bowed his head sadly after hearing Yu Wenjue's words, and remained silent.

Yu Wenjue looked at him for a while, "You impersonate the name of Mingjiao and interfere with the educational affairs of Mingjiao. Naturally, I will deal with it according to the religious regulations. I accept your life. Du Jingtian hinders the business of this religion, naturally I won't honor him for being presumptuous for long..."

Liu Yuxian was overjoyed, without any scruples about the sharp sword that suddenly lay under his neck, "Thank you, Master Yuwen!"

Yu Wenjue snorted coldly, and before turning around to go out, he said to Feng Tianyu, the master of Zhuque Hall, "Send him on his way."

Yu Wenjue chose the hunter's hut, the setting sun in the west was dazzling red, and Yuwenjue lowered his eyelashes.It's not that Mingjiao doesn't receive remuneration, and Liu Yuxian's life is enough to count as a remuneration for the business of murdering people.

Feng Tianyu also came out at this time, and he was returning the sword in its sheath.

Yu Wenjue looked at him, and he nodded.

Yu Wenjue said: "He's a man. It's a pity..."

Before the sigh landed, Yu Wenjue flew away.

Feng Tianyu shook his head helplessly, he was still young after all, yet he still felt so sympathetic to this person who offended the Ming religion.

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Xiao Ren didn't know what had happened in the wooden house in the mountain. At this time, he was being rushed to Biyuan Temple on Wulong Mountain on a stretcher made of simple arms.

Along the way, although there were not many bumps, Xiao Ren, who experienced the pain of twisting his waist for the first time, still clenched his teeth to prevent the slightest moan from leaking out.

His expression was ferocious, and the blood vessels on his neck were bulging, even scarier than Mo Yuxin, who had lost too much blood and turned pale. The two young heroes thought he had suffered internal injuries, so they could only treat him with trepidation.

A few young knights rushed to Biyuan Temple, and explained their purpose to the monk in front of the gate, and the monk led them directly to the Buddhist monastery where visitors usually stay.

Mo Yuxin and Xiao Ren were placed in the same room.

Mo Yuxin's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he was gently placed on one of the two beds in the meditation room; the other two young heroes slowly carried Xiao Ren to the side of the bed as if facing a formidable enemy.

Although the two of them were already very careful, Xiao Ren still let out a horrible scream.

"Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao! What's wrong with you?" Mo Yuxin who had closed his eyes immediately opened them. If someone hadn't held him down, he would have gotten up.

"Oh... I'm fine, I'm fine! No, there's still a little problem..." Xiao Ren bit his lower lip and tried to endure it, twisting his waist. The reason for such a downfall is that he really didn't want to be ashamed.

"I saw that the little brother's upper body was stiff all the way, did he hurt his back?" The young man who was carrying him said bluntly, "You can feel it when you and I are carrying him."

Xiao Ren gritted his teeth and gave him a sneaky look, it would be embarrassing.

"Really? You hurt your back? Then you have to stay in bed..." Mo Yuxin hadn't finished speaking when two elderly monks entered the meditation room.

"Several benefactors, the poor monk is the abbot of this temple."

"The poor monk sees enlightenment."

The two masters shook hands, and all the young heroes saluted one after another.

"...That's the way it is, so can Shaoxia Mo cultivate in your temple for a while." Ma Xu said.

"To be convenient to others is to be convenient to oneself, that's fine. This enlightened monk has some medical skills, why don't we let him treat you two?" the presiding abbot said very kindly.

"So good!"

Master Jian Wu walked to Mo Yuxin's bedside, felt his pulse, and then opened his wound, and asked someone to bring clean water to clean the wound, sprinkle the wound medicine finely, and then wrapped it with a white cotton cloth. his wounds.

After Master Jianwu finished taking care of it, he wrote down the prescription and asked the monk to grab and boil the medicine.

"Benefactor Mo has lost a lot of blood and needs to rest well."

Xiao Ren lay on the side and looked at Mo Yuxin with good eyesight. He obviously didn't understand anything, and he was afraid that this ancient doctor would not be able to do it properly.

Seeing that Master Wu had solved a sick case, he turned around and walked to Xiao Ren's side. Only then did Xiao Ren see the face of this master clearly.

Although his appearance is not good, he has a long beard. Because of his age, these beards are all snow-white, without a single variegation, which reminds Xiao Ren of Santa Claus's beautiful white beard. beard.

There are deep wrinkles on his face, his eyes are different from the cloudiness of the old man, they are unusually clear, but his eyes are very soft when looking at people.

He was wearing an ordinary brown monk robe, but a pair of straw sandals under his feet.

Master Jianwu felt Xiao Ren's pulse. After a while, he looked at Xiao Ren and said, "I'll look at the other hand."

Xiao Ren stretched out his other hand.

After a while, Master Jianwu said suspiciously: "From the pulse condition, it can be seen that this little benefactor's qi and blood are vigorous, and all internal organs are healthy. The poor monk really can't tell from the pulse condition that this little benefactor has any internal injuries? Old monk ashamed..."

puff--

The snickers of several young heroes came from the room.

Xiao Ren was extremely embarrassed, and said shamefully: "I have never practiced martial arts. I accidentally sprained my waist while avoiding the killer this afternoon, and now it hurts badly."

"Oh!" Master Jianwu suddenly realized, "So it turns out that the time you sprained is still short, at this time the qi and blood have not stagnated, and the meridians have not constricted, so the pulse condition is not obvious. Your pain should be due to the inner muscles. For the pain of the strain, wait for the old monk to massage it, apply hot compresses in the morning and evening, and it will be healed within ten days."

Seeing that Master Wu was serious, Xiao Ren was relieved from the burning embarrassment.

"Thank you Master."

Master Jian Wu untied Xiao Ren's clothes, and rubbed his waist.

Master Jianwu not only has a very good technique, Xiao Ren can even feel a burst of hot sensation from that part, and there is a heat flow rolling under the skin, and the comfortable Xiao Ren's hairy eyes are all opened.

"Master?" Xiao Ren looked back in surprise.

"I have internal energy in my hand, so you can recover faster." Master Jian Wu smiled.

At this moment, his smile coupled with that snow-white beard, in Xiao Ren, it was as if he had seen an angel—even though he was an old angel.

Xiao Ren was grateful to Master Jianwu.

Damn, it's worthy of the time-traveling treatment!In modern times, if a doctor gives a massage, which one can bring internal strength?

Xiao Ren hummed comfortably like a pig, turning a blind eye to the jokes of the young heroes in the room.

Laugh, laugh, anyway, he didn't enjoy it.

"It's not good! Then Liu Yuxian was killed!" The door of the meditation room was knocked open, and the two knights who went up the mountain to pick him up ran in.

"what?"

"what happened?"

Mo Yuxin was also awakened, he said: "He was still alive when we left!"

And looking at him like that, he won't die for a while.

"He was stabbed in the heart with a sword and died on the spot!" Huang Xi said.

"His body was still warm when we arrived. He died not long ago, and the edge of the sword was smooth. From the traces of the wound, it can be seen that he was a master of swordsmanship for many years." Zhou Peide also said.

Both he and Huang Xi were careful, so they went up to look for Liu Yuxian. At that time, they didn't panic when they saw the corpse, but came down after careful inspection.

Why do these people from the rivers and lakes in ancient times all study forensic science like criminal police?Xiao Ren secretly slandered.

Hearing that Liu Yuxian was dead, he had an intuition that Yuwen Jue killed him, but then he rejected this idea because Yu Wenjue used his palm instead of a sword.

Obviously Mo Yuxin thought so too.

He said: "It should be done by Du Jingtian's people. They have been searching for people from the Ming Sect. Since they came to ambush me, they may also kill Liu Yuxian to silence them."

Several chivalrous men talked a lot, but they were all silent.

It is impossible for the people of Mingjiao to kill Liu Yuxian, that is their own.

Thus, the misunderstanding occurred.