disguised holy monk

Winter goes to spring, and half a year passes in a blink of an eye.

During this period of time, Xuanqing sat in meditation in the temple and recited Buddha's name every day, and by the way, let Jiang Qimo heal his internal injuries.Occasionally, if you are invited to open a forum to give lectures, points will be credited to your account.

On this day, Jiang Qimo had just finished treating Xuan Qing, and he was still a little out of strength at this moment, lying on the couch with his upper body naked, Ruxue's skin seemed to be covered with honey, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Jiang Qimo put away the silver needles. After half a year of treatment, he felt that it should be very effective.

"Has your feeling of blood blockage weakened a lot now? Don't you feel like vomiting blood anymore?" Jiang Qimo couldn't help asking.

Xuan Qing was stunned for a long time before he had to nod his head, with a smile in his black eyes, "The poor monk is much better, I have worked hard for the past six months, Lord Jiang."

...Actually, he has never felt that his qi and blood are blocked, and besides, after he has exhausted his martial arts, he should vomit blood or vomit.

But there is no need to say it.

Jiang Qimo breathed a sigh of relief, his brows stretched a little from the coldness.

At this moment, a little novice rushed in waving the letter paper in his hand, "Abbot, the leader of the Wulin League sent an urgent letter!"

Xuan Qing's upper body was still naked for the needle injection, Jiang Qimo hurriedly helped him to put on his clothes.

When the little novice came close, Xuan Qing took the letter paper and looked at it.

Jiang Qimo saw his gradually serious expression, and couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

After a while, Xuanqing put down the letter in his hand and sighed, "I'm afraid we're going to the Wulin League."

"What?" Jiang Qimo frowned, "You're only halfway through the treatment, what's the big deal that requires you to go?"

He said and took the letter paper to read.

It turned out that there was a rumor recently that the treasure of the dead leader of the Demon Cult was hidden in Yunduan Mountain at the junction of Xiyi and Southern Dynasties.It contains the peerless martial arts practiced by the devil, and there are countless treasures.This made countless Jianghu people go crazy to search, but no one came back, and in the end they disappeared without a trace or sound.

Bai Muzhi's sworn brother, Mo Chen, the head of the Huayu Sect, took people to investigate the truth, but in the end he was the only one who came back, and he was still seriously injured and unconscious.In desperation, Bai Muzhi could only write a letter asking Xuan Qing and Jiang Qimo to help.

"Let them handle these things in the world by themselves, why bother you?" Not only was Jiang Qimo cold-hearted, but he didn't even care about the baby who was flocking to these people in the world.He just didn't want Xuan Qing to go to the Wulin League, so he raised his hand and crushed the letter in his hand into powder indifferently.

Not to mention that Jiang Qimo was worried about his body and wouldn't let him go, but he himself, how long has it been since he came back, lying on the Buddhist group every day, preaching scriptures, chanting Buddha, and waiting for the merits to be credited, isn't he fragrant?

It's a pity that the system is a merit system, and as a holy monk, it is naturally impossible for him to sit idly by.

Xuanqing shook his head with a look of compassion and compassion, "President Bai hopes that we can go to help as soon as possible, not to mention that his junior brother is unconscious and needs your treatment."

Jiang Qimo's face was a little ugly, he knew that he would not owe that surname Bai any favors, and now he has to save people unconditionally.

"Then I'll go alone and come back after saving people." Jiang Qimo thought that he would go back quickly without delaying Xuanqing's treatment time.

It's just that Xuanqing has to go, the merit system has already issued the task of "discovering the secrets and saving the rivers and lakes".

His black eyes were clear, and he seemed to be a little worried, "It's better for the poor monk to go with you. I'm afraid it's not that simple this time."

Jiang Qimo thought he was worried about himself. Although Xuan Qing's words were not strong, the persistence between his eyebrows could not be dispelled easily.

Jiang Qimo sighed, knowing that this person is kind-hearted, and since such a big incident happened in the Jianghu, Bai Muzhi asked him again, so he must go.

In this way, he didn't say anything anymore, he just wanted to prepare more medicines, just in case.

After Xuan Yuan knew the news, he knew that he couldn't stop him, so he just silently helped Xuan Qing pack his bags, and let Wu Xin go with him.

On the day of departure, Wu Xin drove Xuan Qing and Jiang Qimo to the Wulin League in a low-key carriage.

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This time it was not so leisurely, they rushed on the road without resting.

Fortunately, Jiang Qimo believed that Xuan Qing's body had been recuperated a lot during this time, so he didn't let him vomit blood on the road.

When the three arrived at the lord's mansion, Bai Muzhi was waiting outside the door. Behind him was a beautiful woman, a tall, thin and handsome man, and a strong and strong man.

Bai Mushang took two steps forward, clasped his fists and said, "Master Xuanqing, Doctor Jiang, you two have come here after a long journey. Come in and have a cup of tea..."

Xuan Qing gave a slight salute, and said in a gentle voice: "Amitabha, you don't have to be polite, President Bai. We don't waste any more time, where is Junior Brother Ling now?"

He came here with a face full of travel and dust, but he was still thinking about saving people. Bai Mu was grateful, but before he had time to speak, the beautiful lady on the side couldn't help but said, "Master, please come here..."

Bai Muzhi just remembered that he hadn't introduced him to a few people, so he said, "Master, this is Yan Fei, the wife of junior brother Mo Chen, who is called Huayu Shuangbi by people in the Jianghu; the other two are Wu Yao and Wu Yuan from the Haotianmen." Two brothers. We all love brothers and sisters, and if we care about it, we will be chaotic. I hope the master will not be offended."

It seems that the tall and thin one is the elder brother Wu Yao, and the stronger one is the younger brother Wu Yuan.Wu Yao's face was stern, but he nodded towards Xuan Qing, while Wu Yuan seemed to despise him a little, his fierce face was expressionless, "So you are Xuan Qing."

What made Xuan Qing famous all over the world along with his reputation was that he could no longer use force.Even though the prestige is extremely high, it still makes people less afraid.

Xuan Qing didn't care, and was anxious to see the patient's condition first, so he just clasped his hands together and gave a salute, with a soft voice, "Benefactor Yan, please lead the way."

Yan Fei hurriedly nodded, and eagerly led a few people all the way into the Bai Mansion to Mo Chen's room.

When Xuan Qing and his group entered the room, they saw a man lying unconscious on the bed. He looked about 30 years old and had a handsome face. Unfortunately, the sides of his pale cheeks were thin and sunken, and he had obviously been in a coma for a long time.

"This is my husband, Mo Chen, the head of the Huayu Sect." Yan Fei stepped forward a few steps, and while introducing her, she raised her hand and carefully tucked him in the blanket.

Xuan Qing glanced at Jiang Qimo, he nodded and stepped forward to take his pulse.

Xuan Qing turned to Yan Fei, "Madam, do you know how Mo Daxia was injured?"

Hearing this, Yan Fei's black eyes were filled with worry, and the corners of her eyes were red and she said, "When he went to Yunduan Mountain this time, he only brought a few close disciples with him, but when he came back, he was alone... At that time, he was still in a coma. Immediately, we had no way of knowing what happened to him. It was only later that we searched all over his body and found no wounds. At first, we suspected that it was an internal injury, but we didn’t see any damage to his internal organs when we penetrated into it. He was already so sleepy It's been more than half a month, and I can't wake up..."

Yan Fei was a little choked up as she spoke, her beautiful eyes were slightly wet.

Jiang Qimo also had his pulse checked at this time, and he withdrew his hand and frowned, "It's true that I don't see any internal and external injuries, and I'm so comatose that I seem to be in a coma..."

"Asleep?" Xuan Qing suddenly thought that when he got the same dream Gu, he entered an illusion, wouldn't it be the same as falling asleep?

He pondered: "Could it be a Gu?"