Mu Qingyan looked up in the shadow under the door and looked at the Buddha statue enshrined in the front hall.

"Master Jieyuan said that he was crazy, deaf and dumb, and he had lived in the meditation room for half his life and refused to come out, which is really strange today."

Qin Yan said to Mu Qingyan with his lips: "One on each side of the Buddha statue, one on the table, and one on the beam."

"Draw out two, three directions are not good to solve silently!" She slipped out of the shadows into the apse and the courtyard of the main hall, pinching her nose under the incense and learning two cat meows.

The voice was mournful and long, and Qin Yan heard the sound more tragic than the other, like the cry of being stepped on by the tail. He shook his head and chuckled, thinking that her naughty name was not unfounded, but now he sounded happy.

Mu Qingyan quickly returned to Qin Yan's side and flashed in the dark shadow on the side of the door.

Two voices of imperial qi shot at Xiangding in the air.

The two people circled around Xiangding and didn't find anything abnormal, and after looking at each other, they still wanted to go back to the main hall. As soon as his feet stepped into the threshold, he was caught in the acupoint and thrown into the peony bush under the windowsill.

After Qin Yan and Mu Qingyan succeeded, they learned the two of them and entered the hall, but instead of returning to their place of departure, they rushed to the hiding place of the other two with lightning speed.

Almost instantly, the two men were subdued, and they were still silently thrown into the flowers under the windowsill.

"Two good means, the poor monk has been waiting for a long time, please show up!" A hoarse voice and a very incongruous voice of light or heavy intonation came from the temple.

Mu Qingyan turned his head to meet Qin Yan's eyes, and the two of them rose up and slowly landed at the source of the voice.

"Coming late at night, I disturbed the senior's homework, and I ask the senior's forgiveness." Mu Qingyan gave a deep salute, "The younger two had to come in order to find an important thing. ”

Although Qin Yan's eyes were heavy in frost, he still bowed with Mu Qingyan very respectfully.

"In Xia Qin Yan, come for the stability of Eastern Chu." He was courteous and humble.

"Girl, I look at you like an old man." The old monk took the ordination in his heart, his clothes were tattered, and his expression was agitated. He didn't wait for Mu Qingyan to reply to his question, his tone suddenly changed, and he said sadly, "In my lifetime, I can calculate the old account, and I also calculate a matter of heart." ”

Mu Qingyan frowned slightly, and glanced at the old monk vigilantly, "Does the master also want to mix in mortal things?" She lowered her slightly narrowed eyes, "If the hundred-year-old Zen Temple is all practicing like this, then it shouldn't be disrespectful for me to demolish this place!" ”

"Juniors are going to be rampant!" The old monk stopped beating Muyu's hand, opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qingyan, "Xiaoyao Valley has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for decades, and Lao Na thought that he would return to my Buddha with regrets, but he didn't expect to meet it tonight." He looked up to the sky and sighed, "Fortunately! ”

He threw down the wooden fish hammer and got up.

Qin Yan took the first step in front of Mu Qingyan, and the original frost color in his eyes had turned into ice edges.

"Although Lao Na has not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, he also knows that now the country is rich and the people are safe, and you have a deep contribution to the Tiger King." The old monk looked at him blocking Mu Qingyan, so he persuaded him twice, "Lao Na is guarding what you are looking for today, and he is also waiting for someone to find it without any trouble." He walked under the pedestal of the statue and tapped it on the rosette, which slowly opened to both sides.

The old monk stretched out his hand and grabbed an object, pulling hard. He pulled out a big burden and handed it to Qin Yan, "Young man, take what you want to settle the dawn people of Eastern Chu, don't be too late!" ”

Qin Yan didn't answer, his eyes were extremely cool and he didn't hesitate.

Mu Qingyan called him with a light smile, "Qin Yan, you take your things back to the city and wait for me!" She stubbornly pinched his waist, "This old monk must have suffered the loss of Xiaoyao Valley back then, and if he doesn't find it back today, he won't let me go." ”

The old monk's face was resolute, and his eyes were cloudy.

Qin Yan firmly blocked Mu Qingyan behind him, "Don't think!" This time, even if I die, I will be with you, and I will never let you go alone again! No one could better understand the five long years of life without love, and if he had a choice, he would rather go through death with her.

Cang Chang pulled out the Ice Spirit Sword, "Master, please!" ”

The old monk exclaimed, "How can the Ice Spirit Sword be in your hands, who are you that old monster?" ”

Mu Qingyan was not afraid of death and smiled behind Qin Yan, "Qin Yan, it seems that you can't leave this time if you want to, haha......"

"The Ice Spirit Sword is my master's thing!" He replied indifferently.

The old monk shook back two steps, "Providence, providence!" He suddenly glared angrily, "Okay, let's end this matter together today!" He raised his head to the sky again and roared, "After thirty years, Lao Na can finally go to you." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he tore the belt of his old robe, revealing a shiny black whip made of nowhere.

Mu Qingyan stood up from behind Qin Yan and pulled out the Xiaoyun Sword from his back, "Master, even if you don't let us go today, it's nothing, but I always want to know whose hands I died in, please give a name!" ”

Since entering the Valley of Freedom, I have not heard of the existence of this enemy, she is novel and fun.

Qin Yan pulled a sword flower and waited for it. Whoever he is, he's always an enemy.

The old monk was slightly stunned when he heard Mu Qingyan ask him.

Who is he? He hadn't known who he was for at least thirty years, and he hadn't known who he was since his only son had been killed by the people of Runaway Valley, and he and his wife had no enemies. My wife also went crazy because of this, and died of depression a few years later.

"Who are you?" The old monk rebuked angrily.

Mu Qingyan twisted his eyebrows, "Family teacher! ”

"Then you can't go wrong!" He flicked his whip and attacked Mu Qingyan.

Qin Yan took the lead to greet him.

With a flick of his wrist, countless sword lights swept away in an instant, and he forcibly wrapped the old monk in the sword light.

The old monk's whip flew diagonally, disturbing the sword net. Nor was he afraid of the edge of the Ice Spirit Sword, and swung his whip into a long snake and slashed it head-on.

Mu Qingyan hadn't seen Qin Yan's kung fu before, but he had never seen a time when he made such a killing move today. Since I met him, although he was cold and detached, he was also calm everywhere.

Thirty moves have passed in the blink of an eye, and the whip in the old monk's hand is like a poisonous snake's letter, dominating Qin Yan everywhere with its own softness and agility. Mu Qingyan was furious, put the sword into the sheath, and pulled out the fiery red soft whip that never left his belt with a shake of his hand.

"Master, the descendants of Xiaoyao Valley will teach you the whipping method!" She poured the internal strength of the master's inner strength into the whip body, and the fiery red whip instantly straightened into a long stick and hit the old monk's hand holding the whip.

The old monk staggered Qin Yan's sword moves, and when he saw her flying whip shadow in a hurry, his eyes widened instantly, "She even passed this whip to you?" That's it, even if I kill you today, I won't wronged you. ”

"Master, this whip is a heirloom of Xiaoyao Valley, if I don't invite it out, how can I untie the knot in your heart for decades?" Mu Qingyan was heartbroken, which completely angered the old monk.

Qin Yan's sword moves became more and more dense, and he only attacked but could not defend with heavy internal force.

The first time I teamed up with her to fight the enemy, but I didn't even need eye contact, the two attacked and defended, complementing each other. This requires wholehearted trust and guarding the other person's life as your own.

Whether from the internal force or the moves, it is not difficult to see the traces of unremitting efforts in the past few decades, even under the joint efforts of the two, there are also offense and defense, very calm.

But he would never have imagined that he had devoted himself to cultivation for decades, and he would be thrown into water overnight and defeated by the clever tongue of a little girl.

"Master, I see that you are eighty years old, and my master is still less than fifty, I think you were forced to ask for it but was taught by my master, is this the legendary disrespect for the elderly?" There was a joking voice in her voice, but in fact, she was just curious and wanted to know what happened back then.

The soft whip in the old monk's hand suddenly paused, and the tip of the whip lost its direction as if it had lost its strength, and was slashed by Qin Yan with a sword. The loud sound of lightning and flint startled the old monk to come back to his senses and pull back his whip.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense!" His wrinkled face was full of anger, and the whip in his hand re-infused his internal force to attack Qin Yan, and just as Qin Yan pursued the whip body with his sword and rubbed his body, he suddenly pulled back the whip and wrapped it around the flame whip in Mu Qingyan's hand.

In an instant, the two whips were entangled in one place, and the people at both ends of the whips each pulled one end in their hands, and they were more forceful.

Qin Yan didn't help Mu Qingyan, but instead raised his sword and attacked the old monk.

At the moment when Qin Yan's sword stabbed him, an object flew out of the old monk's whip and shot at Mu Qingyan's throat. He would rather sacrifice his own life in exchange for a moment of lightning for the two of them, and broke the tail of the whip with internal force to take people's lives.

Mu Qingyan felt the sudden increase in the internal force on his whip, and he had already paid attention. As the severed tip of the whip flew towards her, she reflexed it back with the merciless brocade on her right wrist.

The whip struck back with the strength of the two of them, and came out through the shoulder.

The old monk was already bleeding from Qin Yan's sword in the chest, and this section of the whip was even more fatal, he fell to the ground in an instant, and he couldn't stop coughing.

He was already exhausted, and the old hatred in his heart was still over, and he barely held a grudge. Today, when I met the shadow of the hateful person, I was also ecstatic and ecstatic.

Chaotic and noisy footsteps followed. The coldness in Qin Yan's eyes was almost extreme, and he used his qi sword to repel the two who came first across half of the hall, closing the door of the hall from the inside.

Suddenly, a voice came into my ears: "Master, someone is answering outside the front door, you go quickly!" ”

"Take him!" Mu Qingyan whipped up the burden that had been thrown on the offering table with a flaming whip, "Go out through the front door!" ”

Qin Yan quickly pointed out a few important points for the old monk, carried him on his shoulder, and walked out of the hall with a sword in one hand.

Someone who had already heard the sound blocked the way, and the soft whip in Mu Qingyan's hand danced out a red shadow with a thousand powers, even if he had a spare strength, he would either die or be injured. There was a wail where the two passed, and no one dared to approach it.

There was a faint sound of imperial qi behind him, and Qin Yan's eyes were cold.

Out of the temple gate, someone was already whistling from afar, leading out of the temple gate.

The two of them traveled south without touching their feet, until they crossed the city wall and were not hindered at all.

Tossing and turning back to the small courtyard, Qin Yan put the old monk in an empty room in the west courtyard and personally checked the pulse. He knew that Qingyan had something to ask the old monk, so he picked up a pill from the pill he was carrying, crushed it, and poured it for him.

"He'll wake up in half an hour, go change his clothes first, and come back." He took Mu Qingyan's hand and went back to the East Cross Courtyard, went back to the room where he lived before, washed and changed into a clean robe. He loves cleanliness by himself, although he is not like Shen Luochen who is dressed in white all year round, but he can't tolerate any dirt.

Mu Qingyan didn't like the incense in the temple, wrinkled his nose and took off his clothes stained with incense, and turned out the simple clothes that Coral said when he went out. I couldn't help but roll my eyes when I shook it off, and secretly scolded the coral idiot.

I saw that although the robe was just an ordinary satin fabric, it was extremely embroidered. Although it is not very gorgeous, it is still too exquisite, and it is not the clothes that a woman who walks the rivers and lakes will wear. She couldn't, so she had to pick up a plain one and put it on, and ran out in a hurry.

Qin Yan waited under the corridor, and when he saw her come out, he suddenly felt a light in front of him. Seeing that she was in a hurry, she also followed her to the West Cross Courtyard.

The old monk had already woken up, staring at the roof in a daze with blank eyes, and occasionally coughing indiscriminately when his breathing was unsteady.

Mu Qingyan sat down at the table not far from the bed, his face cold.

"Master, you owe me an explanation!" She spoke very lightly, as if she didn't care if he could explain.

The old monk coughed for a while, knowing that the limit was approaching, and slowly spoke, "I was originally Duan Wuji who crisscrossed the rivers and lakes fifty years ago, and my wife is Jiang Wan'er, known as the first beauty in the rivers and lakes. His strength gradually stabilized, and his cough became lighter, "We have a son named Duan Huo, who became famous in his teens, and it is rare to meet opponents among the younger generations. ”

"Sword Maniac Duan Wuji and the family teacher are friends of eight worships, and the sword in the hands of the younger generation is still a gift from the sword maniac seniors." Qin Yan respectfully bowed his hand to the person on the couch.

Duan Wuji rolled his eyes to look at Qin Yan, "Is the old monster okay?" After 30 years of separation, things are not people......" he slowly sank into his memory, "In the spring of that year, Huo'er went to Phoenix City to look for people, but who knew that he never came back. When my husband and wife found Phoenix, they saw that he was very thin, and they asked for a long time why. In the end, he had to torture his personal entourage, only to learn that he had met a stunning beauty in Phoenix. ”

He coughed lightly a few times, "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, and he is a young man with ambition and extraordinary appearance, so he is naturally ......arrogant and arrogant" The cloudy gaze looked at Qin Yan for a while, and suddenly stopped talking.

Mu Qingyan glanced at Qin Yan casually and lowered his eyes.

"I sent someone to look for the woman, and after half a month, there was finally news, and my husband and wife went straight to Chuzhou with Huo'er. Unexpectedly, the moment Huo'er saw the woman, she felt like she had been reborn, and her eyes were shining. When Mrs. saw that the woman was also from the rivers and lakes, she discussed with me to hire the woman to be the wife of Huo'er. We originally liked her gentle temperament, but who knew that she was also a short temper, so I didn't ......like it," he said and looked at Mu Qingyan.

An intriguing smile appeared on the corner of Mu Qingyan's lips, and he didn't answer.