High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

At this time, the incident in Xianju City not only alarmed the people of Tanshan Temple, but other sects such as Qingxu Temple and Qiandaomen also sent their disciples here.

After all, in today's situation where evil spirits are everywhere and ordinary people's lives are worthless, the lives of tens of thousands of people in a city are still very heavy, and enough to attract the attention of practitioners all over the world.

It was also from this incident that among the human cultivators who had been tolerant and retreating from the demon world before, the voices of the main battle group began to increase.

It's just that these things have nothing to do with Xuandu for the time being.

Among the monks who went to Xianju City from Tanshan Temple this time, in addition to the disciples of the Xuan family, several elders and abbots who had long been out of business in the temple also came.

Xuandu did not expect that the abbot, who had not been down the mountain for many years, would come this time.

Back then, the abbot picked up Xuandu, who was still in his infancy, back to Tanshan Temple, and raised him as a disciple with all his heart.

Therefore, to Xuandu, the abbot is not only a master who preaches and teaches, but also a relative.

Xuandu also knew that the abbot had always had high expectations of him, but this time, he was destined to live up to this expectation.

The abbot of Tanshan Temple is nearly a hundred years old, and his beard and hair are already gray.

He looked at Xuandu with kind eyes.

The old man brushed the dust off Xuandu's shoulders with his hand, "Xuanci has already told Master about everything, you..."

The abbot's gaze stayed on the cinnabar between the eyebrows of his most proud disciple for a moment, and then he said: "If you don't have Xianju City, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Go back to the temple first to cultivate yourself."

In the end, the tone of the abbot, who had always been kind to Xuandu, turned a little harsh. He didn't give Xuandu a chance to speak, and called two disciples to settle the matter.

So Xuandu returned to Tanshan Temple accompanied by two disciples from the temple.

After nearly a month, Xuandu stood in this small courtyard again, but Xuandu felt as if he had passed away.

The peach blossom in the courtyard has almost withered due to the lack of Xi Hua's spiritual power for the past month, and there are only a few sporadic pinks left hanging on the branches tenaciously.

But when Xi Hua came back here, in just one night, the lonely branch became lively again.

After learning that Xuandu was back, Huijing was very happy to step on the meal and came to this small courtyard with a food box.

After he knocked on the door and came in, he saw that the peach blossoms, which had almost finished withering, were full of branches again, so he couldn't help standing under the tree in surprise for a while.

Xuandu walked out slowly, frowned slightly, and reminded: "Huijing."

Little monk Huijing's attention was immediately diverted from the peach tree.

He turned his head happily and shouted: "Uncle Xuandu!"

Xuandu folded his hands and looked at the other party silently, he knew that Huijing would definitely continue talking.

Sure enough, Huijing lifted the food box in her hand upwards, and said with a smile, "Uncle Xuandu, I'm bringing you food again!"

Xuandu was silent for a while, and then asked: "Who sent you here?"

"It's the abbot." Then, the monk Huijing looked at Xuandu with bright eyes, "The abbot said, in order to break the magic formation set up by the monster in Xianju city, uncle, you did not hesitate to damage yourself. Take good care of you, and let you cultivate with peace of mind!"

The blood on Xuandu's face seemed to fade a bit, "Is that what the abbot told you?"

Huijing scratched her bald head, feeling that Master Xuandu's tone seemed a bit strange, but she didn't take it to heart, he said: "Yes, in the future, Master, feel free to heal your injuries. Just order me."

He looked at Xuandu's expression a bit uneasy, regretting that he had allowed Master Xuandu to stand in the courtyard for such a long time, and hurriedly said: "Master Xuandu, you go into the room first, after dinner Rest well...I won't bother you!"

Xuandu's face was very calm, his eyes were slightly drawn, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his whole figure was like a straight pine and cypress.

Huijing vaguely felt that after returning this time, Master Xuandu seemed a little different from before...

It's just that before he had time to think deeply, he heard Xuan Du say: "You go."

After leaving the small courtyard, Huijing couldn't help but look back at the closed courtyard door.

What's the difference?

The little monk Huijing thought about it again and again, as if a flash of light suddenly appeared in his mind.

It's that cinnabar mark!

The cinnabar mark on the center of Xuandu's brow seems to have faded a bit...

......

"The cinnabar mark between your eyebrows has faded."

After Huijing left, a beautiful woman with wide sleeves walked out of the peach blossom tree in full bloom.

The plain clothes are clear and beautiful, and the figure is like jade.

Because of the influence of the peach tree that he was living in, Xi Hua's transformed body at this time has red marks on both sides of the eyes, which adds a bit of radiance to the original clean face. strange.

It's just that the clean and upright aura around Xi Hua's body suppressed the strangeness. It didn't look like a monster, but like a fairy who came from the nine heavens.

Xi Hua's fingers rested on the center of Xuandu's eyebrows, and his tone was a little worried.

Originally, the cinnabar mark on Xuandu's brow was extremely bright red, but the color has gradually faded over the past few days.

It wasn't very obvious before, but now it can be seen with a little attention.

Xuan Du didn't seem to care much about it.

He held Xi Hua's outstretched fingers, and passed through the fingers with his eyes downcast, but the expression on his face was a little wandering.

It was half a beat later before Xuandu raised his head, smiled very lightly at the corner of his lips, and comforted him: "It's okay."

Xuandu said slowly: "I think Master probably already knows."

The master Xuandu mentioned was the abbot of Tanshan Temple.

Xuandu originally thought that he had violated the Buddhist precepts, although he had failed the expectations of everyone in the temple, but the deal was done, and his current state was obviously not suitable for him to stay in the temple.

He thought that his master would be disappointed and furious after knowing this.

But now he avoids talking about it, but only allows himself to stay in the yard on the mountain, so what is going on?

Xuandu thought about it, but he could only think that it might be because the matter in Xianju City has not been resolved, so he can't take care of his own matter for the time being.

After all, the monks in Tanshan Temple wanted to return to the vulgarity and go down the mountain because they were moved.

This monk is not an ordinary disciple, but the successor who was most expected to take over the mantle of the abbot.

If this matter gets out, it's really not glorious.

On the second day, Huijing stepped on the time and came to Xuandu's courtyard with a lunch box, and then knocked on the wooden door as usual.

After going back yesterday, Huijing's mind has been thinking about the matter of Xuandu's brow mark becoming lighter.

After thinking about it, he wondered if he was delusional, so when he came here today, he paid special attention to it.

Then it was confirmed that it wasn't that he was dazzled, but that the imprint between Master Xuandu's eyebrows really became lighter.

Huijing didn't know why, but suddenly panicked.

He vaguely felt that this seemed to be a very big matter.

But when Master Xuandu raised his eyes to look over, Huijing quickly looked away, and according to his previous temperament, if he had any questions, he would ask them right away.

But today, Huijing didn't dare.

Maybe something happened to Master Xuandu that he didn't know about.

It's rare that Huijing didn't say a lot today, and her performance was a little different from usual.

After leaving the courtyard, Huijing couldn't help but glanced back again, feeling a little panicked.

Uncle Xuandu seems to be the same Uncle Xuandu, but he is not the same Uncle Xuandu as before.

Huijing didn't know if she was the only one who discovered the change in Master Xuandu, but she didn't dare to ask other brothers about it, so she had to keep this matter firmly in her heart.

After a few days of calm, Huijing's uneasiness at first discovering this incident gradually faded away.

He said to himself, maybe it's not a big deal, didn't he feel anxious even after seeing Master Xuandu?

Maybe it's because of this injury?

Huijing found a reason for this incident in her heart, and she really felt her mood improved again.

The other monks who lived with her had long been wondering what Huijing was thinking with a frowning face these days?Seeing that Huijing started to practice and carry water happily again, she knew that the other party's mood should be back to normal.

So when Huijing went to get the food, the monk who was in charge of preparing the food said a few more words to him, "How is Master Xuandu doing now?"

Huijing said: "It seems that the spirit is still good, but I don't know how the injury is, and the uncle usually doesn't talk to me about these things."

The monk nodded in agreement: "With Master Xuandu's personality, I don't know how to tell you this."

Huijing closed the lid of the lunch box silently, thinking to herself, you know what to ask me for?Isn't this idle panic?

He picked up the lunch box and left quickly.

The weather has gradually started to get hot these few days, and Huijing left in a hurry, so when he arrived outside the courtyard where Xuandu was, he was already sweating a little.

He knocked on the door as usual, then walked in, shouting: "Uncle Xuandu!"

Forehead......

I don't know if it was because of dazzled eyes, but Huijing seemed to see another person in Master Xuandu's room.

It's just that when Huijing wanted to see more clearly, she found that there were no one else, obviously only Master Xuandu was standing there alone.

Huijing thought to herself, this time it was probably her own eyes that were really dazzled.

When the abbot passed the order and came back, he specially ordered everyone not to disturb Master Xuandu, and now he can only come here when delivering meals every day, how could there be others?

Huijing shook her head, then walked over with the food box, and said happily: "Master, besides the food, there are also fruits that have just been delivered today. I brought some over here, it's so sweet!"

Huijing was still young, so when it came to food, she couldn't help but say a few more words.

"When the weather gets hotter, there will be ice bowls in the temple to eat, and the ice bowls made by Brother Huijue are the best..."

Seeing that Xuandu hadn't spoken, Huijing scratched her head in embarrassment, "Then Master Xuandu, eat slowly, I'll go first."

Xuandu responded.

After Huijing left, a person appeared beside Xuandu out of thin air.

"Shouldn't it be discovered?"

Xi Hua patted himself on the chest, then couldn't help smiling and glanced at Xuan Du: "I feel like I'm being a thief..."

Xuan Du said to Xi Hua very seriously: "Next time, you don't have to hide."

Xuandu's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about a very common and ordinary matter.

He said: "Anyway, sooner or later, you need to know."