The sky was spinning, the wind was blowing and the eyes were sore and sore to be opened, and the clothes were like balls. Xu Xuan was shocked and angry, he couldn't imagine that Xiaoqing was so ruthless, he didn't agree with a word, he actually threw himself into the air, and when he was about to scold loudly, his mouth was hot and numb, and he couldn't even breathe.

The golden light danced wildly, the bells rang wildly, he couldn't see everything around him clearly, and he felt that his whole body seemed to be pushed by the frenzy and squeezed by the boulders, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Then there was a crisp sound, and the right arm and back hit several pine branches one after another, and the pain was intense. Before he could breathe, he was thrown out of the branch and continued to fall downward.

In the blink of an eye, he had broken the branches of a dozen pine trees, and although the pain was terrible, the speed of the fall was greatly slowed. Suddenly, the wind blew and the water dropped, and the sound of the bell and chanting disappeared abruptly, replaced by the rumbling and roaring sound of the water.

He struggled to open his eyes, and found that in front of him was a waterfall like a heavenly river.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, surrounded by green mountains, and there was a bay of blue lakes. The surface of the lake was still more than twenty zhang away from him, and the waterfall roared and rushed down, crashing and exploding, deafening, and the silver light swayed. Xu Xuan was splashed with half of his body by the water droplets like flying flowers and broken jade, and when he saw the lake rapidly approaching him, his liver and gallbladder were cold.

Just when he thought he was going to crash into the lake and shatter his bones, a black shadow flashed below, and someone stopped him by the waist, turned over and flew around, and fell into the blue lake with the rolling flow of the waterfall.

Xu Xuan's breath was suffocated, Venus danced wildly, fishy sweetness gushed out, and the viscera and bones seemed to be shattered and exploded. The cold water of the lake poured in from the mouth, nose, and ears, and the hands were dancing wildly.

The man grabbed him by the arm and flew into the air. The water waves were blowing, the night sky was like washing, and in an instant, it had rushed out more than ten feet away, and landed steadily on the grass on the shore.

The man pressed lightly on his chest and abdomen, Xu Xuan's whole body poured into a warm current, "wow" squirted out a large mouthful of water, escaped death, excited and unexpressable, wanted to thank the man for saving his life, but was blown by the strong wind and shivered, his teeth were slammed, and he couldn't say anything. After a long while, he gradually came to his senses, looked fixedly, and lost his voice: "It's you!" "Surprised and delighted.

The person who rescued him was bald and scarlet, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and it turned out to be the young monk he had seen in Lin'an more than half a month ago!

When the young monk saw that it was him, he was also extremely surprised, and said, "Amitabha, did the donor come to Emei to seek medical treatment?" Although your meridians are broken and you have many internal injuries, there is no cure for it, so why bother to break yourself? ”

Xu Xuan was stunned for a moment, only to know that he mistakenly thought that he was seriously injured and desperate, and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff, just when he wanted to laugh, his internal organs were torn like a sharp pain, and he curled up in a ball with "ah", and cold sweat broke out.

The figure flickered, and a few more monks skimmed across the lake, and when they came to their side, they said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Fahai, who is this benefactor?" Do you recognize? ”

The young monk Fahai nodded and said, "This benefactor is the young master of Lin'an's 'Renji Hall', half a month ago, my three junior disciples and Fa Xian fought against that female demon in the 'Garden of Mercy' in his mansion. The meridians on his body were also broken by the female demon at that time. ”

He paused, and said: "Donor, the poor monk is the Fahai of Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang, and Master Mingxin of our temple is proficient in medical skills, or he can help the donor recover." Please come with me. Without waiting for the monks to speak, they had already picked up Xu Xuan, strode like flying, and ran towards the valley.

Xu Xuan's body was in severe pain, sweating like pulp, and he thought in a daze: "It turns out that your name is Fahai, and you are a monk from Jinshan Temple. ”

He heard his uncle say that the abbot of Jinshan Temple, Master Mingxin, is the younger brother of Master Mingkong, the chief abbot of Emei 72 Temple, and is also one of the "Four Famous Monks of the Great Song Dynasty". Different from other monks, Mingxin was born in a family of imperial doctors, with superb medical skills, and Ge Changgeng is known as "Buddhism and Taoism". Unexpectedly, he failed to find Ge Changgeng, but he was fortunate to meet this Mingxin abbot who said that "saving one person, subduing one demon, saving people and subduing demons as much".

The bells echoed, accompanied by the tidal wave of chanting. But at this time, it sounded solemn and solemn, without the terrifying power that destroyed and shook the soul just now.

Fahai carried him on his back and swept against the lake, the sound of bells and chanting became louder and louder, and in a blink of an eye, he was in a deep valley surrounded by dangerous peaks on all sides.

The cliffs are steep and steep, and the moonlight makes the western peaks as white as frost and snow. The lake is as flat as a mirror, with a little glow in the dim night. There is a bell pavilion on the lake, connected to the shore corridor, and the sound of the bell is endless, and it is from there that the bell rings.

There are seventy-two lotus flowers floating on the lake, and on each lotus flower sits a monk, all of whom bow their heads and brows, fold their hands, and move their lips, chanting in unison. From afar, the scene is spectacular and strange.

Every ten steps in the corridor on the shore, there stood a monk, all holding swords and sticks, as if facing a great enemy, not to mention hundreds of people. Seeing Fahai running with a sick young man on his back, the monks all showed surprise.

A black-faced and long-bearded monk stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "Fahai! The abbot asked you to guard the 'Sanskrit Sound Array', but why did you leave your post without permission and bring people here? Don't get back to your place quickly! ”

Fahai said: "Uncle Mingjue, this benefactor was shocked by the female demon and broke the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and his life was in danger, all because of me. I implore Uncle Shi to report to Master and save his life. ”

Mingjue glanced at Xu Xuan, frowned, and said, "The abbot is playing chess, how can he be distracted." If you want to save people, you have to wait until the winner is decided......"

Fahai shook his head and said, "Lord Xu Shi's life is a thread, and there can be no more delay." Master's heart is like a mirror, and there is nothing to worry about, so how can he be distracted by this? I hope that Uncle Shi will be merciful and report on his behalf. ”

"Confused!" Mingjue's face changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Now that the mountain is full of demons, how do you know that this person is not treacherous and evil, waiting for an opportunity to come and make trouble?" This game of chess is not only about the seventy-two temples of Emei, but also about the peace of the world. ”

Xu Xuan heard it in a daze, and was furious in his heart, wanting to scold him for being a thief, but he couldn't raise any strength.

Fahai was young, but his temperament was quite stubborn, and he shook his head and said: "Saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, how can it be judged by size?" Uncle Shi, I'm offended. With Xu Xuan on his back, he strode forward.

Mingjue wanted to buckle his shoulder, but with a muffled sound, he was shocked back a few steps away, annoyed and angry, waved his Zen staff, and attacked Fahai like a storm, and shouted: "Bold Fahai!" It's okay for you to be arrogant and reckless, but in a season like today, you dare to bully and violate my mountain rules, do you still have me, the law enforcement uncle, in your eyes? If you don't leave this person behind, you will be punished severely! ”

Fahai's speed was extremely fast, and his true qi was extremely strong, either avoiding or blocking, and he rushed out of seventeen or eighteen zhang in an instant. Xu Xuan's breath was choked, but he felt that the surrounding qi waves were encouraging, such as in the center of the whirlwind, those monks stepped forward one after another to stop him, and as soon as he got closer, he was shocked and staggered back.

He was amazed and envious, and thought, "This little elder Fahai is only a few years older than me, but he has such a cultivation, compared to him, I have really lived in vain for more than ten years." ”

He heard a bell ringing on the ground again, which shook his blood and blood. A kind and soft voice came from the Huxin Pavilion: "Mingjue, let Fahai come over." ”

Mingjue's face was full of anger, and he reluctantly put away his Zen staff, and all the monks also closed together and retreated.

Fahai saluted the monks, and stepped into the corridor with Xu Xuan on his back, but after a while, he ran to the bell pavilion.

Inside the pavilion stood a stone table, four stone benches, and a huge bronze bell hung on the top. The wind chimes at the corners of the eaves jingle and sway in the wind.

A middle-aged monk with big ears sat on the left side of the stone table, holding a staff in his left hand and a black chess piece in his right hand, staring down at the Go board on the stone table, muttering indecisively. His eyebrows and eyes are kind, and he looks amiable, but he is also awe-inspiring for no reason.

Opposite sat a white-clothed man with fairy wind bones, clear and straight, with closed eyes, three-foot green beard fluttering, a turquoise jade flute pinned to his waist, and a small agate gourd hanging less than an inch.

Fahai put Xu Xuan on the ground, bowed respectfully to the middle-aged monk, and said, "Master." ”

The middle-aged monk did not squint, and said lightly: "This benefactor is congenitally deficient in true yuan, and recently he has suffered heavy blows one after another, and his meridians have been broken by the extremely cold true qi. You feed him a 'colorless pill' first, and when the poor monk finishes this game, he should be connected to the pulse and infused with qi. ”

Xu Xuan saw that he didn't even look at himself, so he cut off the illness to eight or nine, and couldn't help but admire it in his heart, thinking that he was the world-famous master of Jinshan Temple.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to swallow the pill handed by Fahai, the man in white suddenly opened his eyes, stared at him with blazing eyes, shook his head and said, "Wait!" Although the 'Colorless Pill' is a divine pill that replenishes qi and sustains life, it is mutually restrained with the medicinal properties accumulated in his body, and the cold and heat collide with each other, and he is now weak and weak, and if he swallows it rashly, it is not only useless, but there is a risk of life. Little Elder, it doesn't hurt if you feed him a 'Jiji Dan' first, and then take the 'Colorless Pill'. With a slight pick of his fingertips, he didn't know where to conjure up a jet-black pill, which landed in the palm of Fahai's hand impartially.

Fahai hesitated and looked at Master Mingxin, and Mingxin said lightly: "The real person hangs the pot to help the world, and the medical skills are all over the sky, and the insight is far above the poor monks." You will not be wrong according to what he says. ”

Only then did Fahai send "Jijidan" and "Colorless Pill" into Xu Xuan's mouth one after another.

As soon as Xu Xuan swallowed it, he felt that the warm current was surging, and the whole body was full of Tai, the pain like cutting and twisting was suddenly reduced a lot, and his hands and feet also had strength, he was surprised and happy, struggled to sit up, kowtowed to the two people, and said, "Thank you two seniors for saving your life." ”

The man in white smiled slightly, and said: "Little friend, your meridians are all broken, and your true qi is completely gone, if ordinary people hear this bronze bell and the sound of chanting, your true qi will inevitably collapse and the meridians will be reversed, but you can pass through this 'Sanskrit Sound Demon Descending Array' unharmed and arrive here." Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and this can be regarded as your creation. ”