Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

"No way!" Zhuxi waved heavily.

Stunning chant, the sect is called guardian, but it is actually suppression.Because so far, the monks of Xianmen have not developed a method to use it, but instead devoted all their strength to control it.

Thinking about it this way, the three major sects snatched the three secret treasures of the Bloodletting Immortal Witch, and almost none of them had good results.Lingyin Temple searched hard to no avail, the head of the Qingxu Sect died, and the Xiaoyao Sect... the Xiaoyao Sect was okay, but only raised a rice bug.But God knows if there will be any butterfly effect in the future.

"If you don't do it again, he will definitely die." Zhulu said hoarsely, but his voice was extremely firm and could not be refuted. To stand by and watch is to leave behind the teacher's decades of teaching."

Zhuxi said: "But what if senior brother can't suppress it?"

"No, according to my guess, this beggar has survived for more than half a month. I am a monk, and my mental cultivation is much higher than his. It is more than enough to survive and return to the sect."

Zhu Xi clenched his fists tightly, but said with difficulty: "If Senior Brother makes up his mind, I will help you!"

The magic circle was quickly set up, and a large piece of golden light radiated from the old and small temple.

After Jing Po Yin was pulled out, the bamboo strands carefully treated his internal injuries and repaired his external injuries.The curative effect of Taoist elixir is amazing, coupled with the spiritual guidance of high-ranking monks, the beggar still fell into a coma after a day, but his mind and body have returned to normal, and after a while of cultivation, he should be no different from ordinary people.

Except for his pale face, Zhulian looked normal, and put a lot of money beside the beggar's tattered pillow.Zhuxi couldn't bear to see it, and said: "I heard from the people here that this young man has committed a lot of evil in the past, and he should be taught a lesson."

Zhulu said: "He was retaliated by the frightened soul, so he can be regarded as a victim. In the final analysis, it is the fault of the guards of this gate. He will have to recover from his injuries for several months. This lesson is enough."

In the end, the two of Zhulu explained to the villagers who had sent the entrustment, and they hurried back to Lingyin Temple.Jing Po Yin returned to the sect again, and in this world, except for a few elders in the temple and Zhu Li, no one knew that one of the three magic weapons of the Immortal Sect had been lost for a while.

After reading the first paragraph, Chu Woyun secretly commented in his heart: Lingyin Temple Zhulu, this character can bear the words "ice heart jade pot, Jiyue Qingfeng".

The screen darkens, and the next memory, presenting a silhouette like a feather of auspicious light, flashes quickly.These silhouettes are all gloomy, and it can be seen that he lived a very hard life later, and rarely had a comfortable life.Shocking Moan took root in his body, and the elders of the whole faction had nothing to do, unless it was poured into other living containers as before. This new container requires extremely high cultivation and is not afraid of torture. The most important thing is to be willing to be trapped in the sect for a lifetime.

None of the younger disciples had as deep a foundation in cultivation as him, and he was unwilling to let an elder suffer on his behalf.He actually lived in seclusion in the sect for two full years with a frightening groan.For two years, he was suppressed by his own cultivation, and the abbots and elders regularly retreated for him. Except for occasional attacks, it seemed that countless sharp swords were born in his body and smashed out, but nothing happened.

Compared with bamboo strands, Chu Woyun's "old disease" is nothing worth mentioning.Chu Woyun's thoughts turned again, and he was puzzled. After watching for so long, he still doesn't know what this "Shocking Yin" is, what it looks like, what color it is, whether it has seeds or not, flesh or not. I don't know anything.I used to think it was a secret book of fairy magic from the Bloodletting Immortal Witch Clan, but now I feel that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a kind of evil and forbidden magic.Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, curiosity is lifted high.

The accident happened during this year's Cold Food Festival.

At this time, Zhulian was already a little thinner. He had just come out of the meditation room, stepped on the pattering cold rain in early spring, breathed in the air-conditioning, and listened to the partridges in the distant mountains. It was a rare comfort.Wandering around alone, wandering to the residence of the outer disciples, met some outer disciples working in the kitchen, and gave him some oranges.He thanked him and took it, and walked a few more steps. He heard a faint whimper coming from the dense forest, and gradually moved to the distance.

He always wanted to intervene when the disciples in his sect were wronged, regardless of whether they were inside or outside the sect, high or low.Two steps flashed to a young man who was carrying two buckets of clear water and was walking alone on the forest path, crying.

Through Zhulian's vision, Chu Woyun saw a withered and thin face, and his heart sank.

It's Yin Tong.

It was also "A Dong", the beggar in Pumice Village, who was saved by Zhuli.

Zhulu only thought it was the first time he met this young man.Firstly, two years, whether long or short, the two of them only got together for one day, and they don’t remember each other’s normal appearance; secondly, the child lost his mind, his eyes were scarlet, his teeth were barking, and his face was dirty. , full of stench, that kind of virtue is far from the obedient appearance now wearing Taoist robes and tying up his hair.

However, Chu Woyun, who had the perspective of God, recognized him at a glance.Not only that, but also inexplicably believe that this "encounter" is definitely planned by Yin Tong.At such a young age, with such a heart, when he grows up—not later, it’s really amazing!

From the looks of it, the young man must be just getting started, and he doesn't know this head disciple, but he knows the white and eye-catching high-grade robes, he stopped in a hurry, he was at a loss and wanted to kneel down, his feet staggered extremely unsteadily, and his shoulders were two Affected by the inertia, the big bucket of water swayed left and right, and more than half of it spilled out, and a lot of it was sprinkled on the beaded white shoes of the bamboo wisps, which made the young man terrified and screamed pitifully.

Chu Woyun wished he could jump into the screen, grab his ears and beat him up: Pretend, pretend again!

Zhu Li blamed himself for doing bad things with good intentions, so he couldn't help but pick it up for him, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I don't blame you."

The young man shrank his head, as if he didn't believe that the words were addressed to him. After a long while, a pair of black eyeballs looked at him. From this look, he could see his kindness and kindness, as well as his compassion.His long hair was wet with the cold rain in early spring, but he was more like the Buddha sitting in the high hall than anyone else.

"What's your name? Why are you crying?"

The young man broke his nose in regular script and said, "I, my name is Yin Tong."

Yin Tong secretly glanced at him again, and rolled his eyes guiltily after watching him, his cowardly appearance like a bunny was extremely confusing.Zhulian waited patiently for his next words.

After a long while, Yin Tong said in a hoarse voice: "I forgot that today is cold food. I got up in the morning and lit a fire to boil a pot of water. The elders of the Zhaitang saw him and beat me a few times with a fire stick, and asked me to go to the mountain to make more than a dozen tanks of cold springs to come down." .”

It was pitiful, but Chu Woyun sneered, and cheered gloatingly in his heart: The liar is about to reveal his truth!

The Lingtai is as clear as a bamboo wisp, so why didn't he find the loophole behind these words.He frowned slightly, and said, "You are going to carry water from the mountain, so why are you going up the mountain when the bucket is full?"

Why else, of course it is because he has been walking around in the woods carrying water for a long time before waiting for you.

Seeing that the lie was exposed instantly, Yin Tong was taken aback for a moment, and then calmly said: "The elder said that the water is not cold enough, let me pick it back, find a frozen spring, and beat it again."

He spoke in a low voice, bowed his head and closed his eyes, the two clear springs in his eye sockets were more turbulent than those on the mountain, Chu Woyun, who was sitting in the perspective of God, kept saying that he was disgusting, and he had a bad feeling about it.

The hatchback was silent, and Zhulu knew in his heart that the decent sects were most concerned about the hierarchy, and the division of labor was carried out according to birth and spiritual roots, even Buddhist sects were no exception.Although the inner and outer sects cannot be regarded as the difference between clouds and mud, the gap between them should not be underestimated.He can understand, but also powerless to change.Lingyin Temple is not bad. Most of the outer sect disciples have no worries about food and clothing, and live with dignity. But there is another kind of people in the outer sect, all of whom are recruited by Lingyin Temple for charity. Most of them are children, disabled, Those in their [-]s and [-]s are all given dirty work such as serving tea, pouring water, washing clothes, cooking, etc. They are no different from the lowest servants.

Zhu Li closed his eyes in pain, cast a spell on the bucket, and half of the water froze into ice cubes, he said softly: "Don't go to the mountain again, take this poke back, and then tell Elder Wei not to do this, just Said it was my order. He didn't dare to embarrass you."

After being forgiven, Yin Tong's eyes sparkled, and he thanked him a thousand times gratefully. He picked up the bucket and walked back. After two steps, the bamboo thread stopped him again, and said in surprise, "Your leg!"

This skinny and malnourished boy is still lame.

Yin Tong belatedly turned his head and scratched his head in shame: "I was hungry when I was a child, and I stole the leftover food from other people, and I was dragged all the way. The root cause of my illness..."

"Does the elder of Zhai Tang Wei know?"

"Know what?" Yin Tong asked in a daze.

"Know your legs..."

Yin Tong nodded embarrassingly: "It doesn't matter, I have strength, so I can't stay in the temple for free."

What if it's just doing some necessary labor?Forcing a child with a leg problem to carry such a heavy load of water up the mountain is only for punishment.No matter how well cultivated the bamboo thread is, I can't help feeling angry.He grabbed the burden and threw it on the ground, took his hand and went to the dining hall.Yin Tong knew what he was going to do, so he grabbed his arm desperately and shouted, "Senior brother, don't go!"

Zhu Zhu turned her head back: "I will help you speak and stand up for you, are you not happy?"

Yin Tong shook his head like a rattle drum: "I am happy, but the temple takes me in, gives me food, gives me new clothes to wear, and has a roof over my head in winter. What’s wrong with me, why don’t I cause trouble to the elders…”

Zhu Li calmed down and thought about it carefully, this is the reason, he put pressure on the outer sect as the first disciple, this young man must have had a bad life in his life.He said: "Well, come to me in the meditation room tomorrow, and I will heal your wounds."

Yin Tong paused, put on a flattered gesture, and said timidly after a while: "I don't know senior brother, your name."

Zhu Li was stunned for a moment, and smiled wryly: "I've said so much, I don't want you not to know me."

Chu Woyun also smiled wryly, wishing he could hold a loudspeaker and shout into the ear of the innocent fellow Taoist: He knows him!We met two years ago!

"I'm not your senior brother," Zhu Li said, "You can call me Master Zhu."

Yin Tong hurriedly saluted solemnly: "Your junior is abrupt!"

Zhu Li helped the child who was halfway up: "It's getting late, I have something important to do, I have to go first, this is for you."

Yin Tong took the two oranges and cherished them very much. This was the only food for the whole temple during the Cold Food Festival, and because he made a mistake, of course his share was gone.Zhufu naturally guessed it too, so she gave him the one in his hand. Seeing the child laughing, his eyebrows and eyes curved, especially a shallow smile on one side of his face, pitiful and cute, Zhufu wanted to pinch him very much. His face was itchy, but he held it back with strong willpower.

The drizzle slowly receded, and there was a long bell in the distance. The young man smiled and bid farewell to the back of the white clothes who had gone away until he could no longer see him. He touched the place on his right leg that was always suffering from dull pain, and his eyes flashed A trace of cruelty.