Chapter 126: Return to the Temple of the Dead

After Yan Ziyue entered the meditation, she practiced the pure heart method taught by Master Wuliang, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed physically and mentally.

An hour passed, and Yan Ziyue opened her eyes.

"How"?

"Thank you, master, I feel much more relaxed."

"Hmm...", Master Wuliang smiled and stroked his beard.

"Master, I... I'm a little confused"?

"Girl, you don't have to ask, many things are unpredictable, not that you will be ready to do what you want, so, just do everything as you like, believe in your heart, do not forget the original intention, you can take the right path."

"If there is killing in your heart, should you obey it"?

"Killing is not supposed to be, but in all earthly things, killing or not killing is not absolute, I believe that if you are in it, you will have your own decision."

"Master...".

"Okay, girl, the Heart Sutra I taught you has reached the sixth volume, you should review it every day, and if you are troubled, you can also practice the method of purifying the heart, go ahead."

"Master, can't I practice Volume 7 now"?

"The time is not right, and when the time comes, I will go to you", Master Wuliang said with a smile.

"Well... Master, I'm leaving".

"Go", the immeasurable master made a gesture.

Yan Ziyue flew down to the top of the mountain, and saw that Nangong Yu was already waiting underneath.

"Yue'er...", Nangong pardoned and greeted her.

"Have you seen them?"

"Yes, the masters asked me to pick you up for lunch."

"Oh... Let's go".

The two went side by side, Nangong Yu kept looking for opportunities to say something, and Yan Ziyue looked very cold.

In the cafeteria, everyone else had finished eating, and only a few people from the Xuanzi generation were left.

"Hey, where is Senior Brother Xuanjing"? Yan Ziyue asked.

"He sent lunch to the master's meditation room," Xuande replied.

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue nodded.

"Let's eat, I've got my chest against my back," Xuan Meng said.

Just then, Xuanjing came in, everyone sat down, and then they began to move their chopsticks.

Xuan Jue is still relatively young and talks a lot, and he has been asking Yan Ziyue and Nangong pardon questions.

Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu will answer happily, but if the same question is asked, Nangong Yu will look at Yan Ziyue's expression before speaking, for fear of upsetting her.

Everyone looked at the expressions of both of them, and Xuan Yi quipped: "Pardon, did you do something sorry for Senior Sister Ziyue?"

"I...", Nangong Yu wanted to say no, but after glancing at Yan Ziyue, he didn't speak again.

Xuanyi looked at it and laughed and said, "Senior Sister Ziyue, I'm really afraid of you!"

"How so"? Yan Ziyue looked at Nangong with chopsticks and said, "Are you afraid of me?"

"I... I'm afraid, I'm afraid you'll be angry", Nangong Yu's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Nangong pardon, I'm not angry with you", Yan Ziyue still heard it and replied lightly.

"You didn't pay attention to me along the way."

"I'm thinking about something else and don't want to be disturbed."

"So what are you thinking, can you tell me"?

"I don't know what to say, I haven't figured it out myself", Yan Ziyue raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Yu, with sincerity in her eyes.

"Senior Sister Ziyue, is your martial arts above Nangong pardon? A few of us took turns to fight today, and we all lost to Nangong Yu, but they all said that you can make Nangong Yu admit defeat"? Xuan Meng's words interrupted the conversation between Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu.

"So what"? Yan Ziyue was already a little displeased when she heard this.

"Then we will have dinner, you and Nangong Yu will have a try"? Xuanmeng said as he gulped down.

"Which of you has compared with Nangong Yu"?

"The five of us," Xuan Meng gestured out.

"Do you all want to see me fight with Nangong Amnesty"?

"Yue'er... Let's not fight, I'm tired."

"Really"? Xuan Jue nodded stupidly and said, "Okay" Okay, you all want to see it!"

Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue with pleading eyes, but was directly ignored by Yan Ziyue.

"Okay, fulfill you, eat first", Yan Ziyue simply agreed, and ate in a big gulp, but Nangong Yu couldn't eat at all, and looked at the masters in front of him with resentment.

Several members of the Xuanzi generation were indifferent, just waiting to see a good show.

Half an hour after the meal, Yan Ziyue and Nangong Yu had already started their posture in the martial arts training field, and several members of the Xuanzi generation were smiling and watching.

Nangong Yu didn't want to fight with Yan Ziyue, and the morning competition hadn't slowed down, so she really didn't want to move at all, but Yan Ziyue seemed to be very interested. Nangong Yu had no choice but to keep dodging, the two chased after each other, and several masters of the Xuanzi generation were all used as shields by Nangong Yu. Yan Ziyue saw that the time was ripe, what she picked up in her hand and threw it, when she didn't throw anything, she swung it over, and the shot was that quasi-ruthless, there was no false hair, and there was a sound on the ground, several masters of the Xuanzi generation were all colored, Xuande and Xuanjue were still light, but they were broken foreheads, and the others were even worse, their eyes were blue, and their faces were swollen.

Xuan Yi seemed to have noticed something wrong and shouted to stop.

"Senior Sister Ziyue, why do I think you're not beating pardon, but beating us?"

"Oh... Do you see it"? Yan Ziyue frankly admitted.

The brothers of the Xuanzi generation looked at each other, and then looked at Nangong Pardon, and sure enough, Nangong Pardon didn't do anything at all, and the brothers were beaten.

"Senior Sister Ziyue, what are you doing beating us"? Xuan Jue asked.

"What do you say"? Yan Ziyue stood opposite, with one hand on her waist and the other hand throwing a small clay bowl to play.

"Hey... I admit it, let's take turns to compete with Nangong Yu", Xuan Yi shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

Everyone understood when they heard it, Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue, and there was an indescribable emotion, and he couldn't wait to rush over and hug Yan Ziyue.

"But I didn't try to compete with Nangong Yu, why was I also beaten."

"Haven't you heard that seeing death and not saving you is considered an accomplice"? Yan Ziyue glanced at it.

"Admit it, she's right", Xuande said.

"Yue'er... In fact, the masters just want to try my martial arts, and there is no malice."

"I know"!

"You're still there..."

"But it's not right for so many of them to beat you, and the people who bully me should always pay the price."

"Yue'er...", Nangong pardoned Yan Ziyue said that she was her person, and she was overjoyed.

"Senior brothers, I'm offended", Yan Ziyue said and threw down the small clay bowl in her hand, and apologized with her hands in fists.

"Forget it, it's all fought, do you want to fight back"? As soon as Xuankong finished speaking, he saw that Nangong Yu had already protected Yan Ziyue behind him, and everyone saw it in their eyes, and they all knew that if they really wanted to fight back, Nangong Yu would really work hard, not to mention how could a manly husband care about a little woman, so he had to joke with each other and laugh awkwardly.

Nangong pardoned Yan Ziyue to wait outside, and he helped several masters into Shangwutang, and gave medicine to the masters in turn. On the contrary, several masters were embarrassed to get up and told Nangong Yu that they really didn't care, let alone get angry because of it, so Nangong Yu was relieved. Before leaving, Xuanyi specially instructed Nangong to forgive, happiness depends on oneself, don't blindly tolerate it, and men can't retreat when they have courage.

Nangong pardoned the masters, said goodbye to the masters, followed Yan Ziyue down the mountain, rode his horse all the way, and rushed back to Fengdu City, it was already nightfall.

Nangong Yu insisted on sending Yan Ziyue back to King Kang's mansion, and before leaving, he couldn't help but pull Yan Ziyue, hugged her into his arms, and said gently: "Yue'er... Thank you".

Yan Ziyue was shocked by Nangong Yu's sudden move, and when he reacted and wanted to hug him tightly, he had already withdrawn and left, turned over his horse in a dashing manner, and galloped away.

Nangong Xun was punished to kneel in the main hall, and as soon as Nangong Yu entered the mansion, he saw the angry Nangong in the main hall waiting for him.

Nangong Yu slowly stepped into the main hall, knelt down with a groan, and waited for Nangong to fall.

"Do you still know to come back"? Nangong Yuan was furious and said: "Come here, the family law will serve."

Nangong pardon was beaten with ten rattan whips, and she didn't say anything at all, and Mrs. Wei persuaded Nangong Yuan while letting Nangong pardon admit her mistake.

"You promise me that I will never see Princess Ziyue again", Nangong Yuan persecuted.

Hearing this, Nangong pardoned and kowtowed: "The child can't do it, please punish the father."

"You..., come on, call me again until he can do it."

"General... No, Yu'er is stubborn, I will persuade him slowly", Mrs. Wei took Nangong Yu's arm and pleaded.

"Madam, if you persuade me, it's better to persuade him", Nangong Yuan was also very heartbroken when he punished Nangong Yu, but he couldn't let Nangong Yu only care about his children's affection, otherwise it would ruin him.

"Yu'er, you listen to your mother's words and agree", Mrs. Wei looked at Nangong Yu's beaten appearance, and felt distressed.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I can't agree", Nangong Yu gritted his teeth and endured.

"Yu'er...", Mrs. Wei was already in tears.

Nangong Boli stood aside, helped Mrs. Wei, looked at Nangong Yu, and shook his head helplessly.

The housekeeper Zhou Da finished another thirty lashes, stopped, and looked at Nangong Yu, whose blood stains on his back had already stained his coat, and he couldn't bear to fight.

"General...", Steward Zhou called.

"Call me".

"Yes...", Steward Zhou was helpless, and he couldn't bear it, and the strength in his hand was much lighter.

Nangong Xun knelt on the side and looked at Nangong Yu still resolutely, without the slightest intention of giving in, admiring from the bottom of his heart, what kind of affection should a man do this for a woman.

Nangong Yu knelt up straight, his mind was full of Yan Ziyue, firm will, he knew better than anyone that she was his life, willing to become a demon for her, willing to fight for her on the battlefield, without her in this life, there was no joy in life, and there was no fear in death.

Nangong Yuan watched Nangong pardon and refused to give in to death, his heart was happy and worried, and he stopped in desperation.

"Do you know what's wrong"? Nangong Yuan asked.

"The child knows his mistakes, but the child doesn't want to change."

Nangong Yuan was so angry that he snatched the rattan whip from Steward Zhou's hand and smoked it fiercely.

Nangong Yu had consumed too much physical strength today, and now he was beaten by these whips again, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Nangong Yuan was startled, threw the whip, and shouted: "Quick, please doctor."

Seeing this, Mrs. Wei rushed over in a panic and hugged Nangong Yu, and called out in a trembling voice: "Yu'er, wake up, don't scare your mother...".

Nangong Yuan asked Nangong Bola to pick up Mrs. Wei, and he picked up Nangong Yu and went to his bedroom together.

Nangong Xun immediately got up, his legs were numb on his knees, he couldn't get up for a while, he got up and chased after him despite Mrs. Hong's obstruction.