The terrible night wind kept whistling in his ears, and Zhende struggled to support the flight, until he jumped over one hill after another, and then his heart was settled.

At the same time, the door of the meditation room where Zhenwu lived was brutally broken, and dozens of people poured in in the small space. Xuan Yi rubbed his eyes with a confused face, he stood up from the bed and saluted respectfully towards the first hall masters: "Disciple Zhenwu, see all the masters. ”

"Are you Zhenwu?" asked Jingrong with squinted eyes.

After receiving Xuanyi's affirmative reply, a person behind Jingrong walked forward quickly, it was Jingti. He couldn't help but pinch Xuanyi's wrist, and then a domineering internal force quickly swam along Xuanyi's meridians for a week.

"Weird, weird!" Jingti shook her head: "The internal force is stable and there is no intention of fighting, the pulse is peaceful and there is no injury, it is definitely not this kid who took my move just now." ”

"Senior brother, can you see clearly?" Jingrong's face sank.

This time it was Jingti's turn to be unhappy, he pointed at Xuanyi: "I am afraid that there are not many people in the entire martial arts if I take my full strength and be unscathed, senior brother can check it out for himself if you don't believe it!"

When Jingrong heard this, he looked at Xuanyi again, the latter had a ruddy complexion, long breathing, and healthy limbs as usual, so there was no sense of injury.

"Hehe! I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my senior brother now. Jingmo laughed.

"Master, that prison robber is good at golden bell jars and dragon snatchers, could it be those true inheritors of the Luohan Hall?"

"Hmph, go to Luohan Hall!" Jingrong threw off his monk's robe and walked out of the courtyard first, and in an instant, only Xuanyi, Jingmo, and Zhenhong were left in the room.

Zhenhong carefully looked at Xuanyi, carefully comparing him with the image of the prison robber in his mind, and finally he rejected his idea, but there was always a trace of doubt in his heart.

Xuanyi looked at this fellow senior brother who had been "pitted" by himself and smiled "apologetically", the latter thought that Xuanyi was dissatisfied, and hurriedly saluted him and confessed his guilt.

"Zhenwu!" Jingmo let out a long sigh of relief: "You have been staying at home for the past few months, and it is really rare to meditate and meditate all day long, and those who have achieved great things have great perseverance. ”

"But!" he changed his words: "Blindly pursuing detachment in the mind is not a long-term way, I see your martial arts cultivation as a long-term stagnant, like this, most of the four generations of disciples will eventually surpass you." ”

Xuan Yi secretly smiled bitterly when he heard this, he really wasted the talent of this body, and it took a few months for his strength to reach A-level.

"From now on, you must take four hours a day to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to study martial arts!" Jingmo glanced at Xuanyi deeply: "I will take the school exam with you regularly! I hope you don't live up to the cultivation of the abbot and the teacher." ”

Xuanyi had no choice but to bow and salute: "The disciple obeys the master's orders." ”

Jingmo nodded: "Let's rest, I will send someone to repair the door tomorrow, you don't have to take today's things to heart, everything is to be dealt with." After saying that, he turned around and left with Zhenhong.

Xuanyi sat cross-legged again, switched his soul back to his body again, and found that the place he was currently in was actually a ruined temple, and he didn't know how long Zhende had flown to find this place to live.

"Engong, are you awake?" Seeing Xuanyi open his eyes, Zhende, who was gasping for breath on the side, hurriedly stepped forward.

"I'm fine. Xuanyi grinned, along the way, he continued to consume divine power to drive medical skills, and most of his internal injuries had recovered, only the broken right arm was a little troublesome, and Jingti's true dragon chant was really domineering.

"Shhhhhh

Hearing this, Zhende looked at the gate of the broken temple, his eyes glowed red, he nodded, and his tone was obviously relaxed: "There are seven people, it seems, there are several women among them." ”

A moment later, the door of the ruined temple was pushed open, and several figures appeared in front of the two of them.

"What kind of person!" Seeing that there were already two people occupying a corner in the temple, a young man asked sharply with a long sword in his hand.

"Xiao Jiu, don't be rude, don't you understand when you come first and then come?" a nice female voice interrupted the man.

She bowed slightly to Xuanyi and the two to make amends, and the seven of them walked straight to the other side of the broken temple to spend the night.

Zhende's skin tightened, he licked his lips, forcibly suppressed the bloodthirsty intent and said in a low voice: "Engong, these people are full of blood, and they are not mediocre hands. "Obviously he's judging from the point of view of food.

Xuan Yi knew in his heart, how many of those who dared to walk at night in the wilderness were idle people? He clearly felt that the four men and three women on the other side had always been deeply wary of his side, especially the four men, who deliberately protected the three women in the middle.

Zhende put away the bat wings, and the whole person curled up in the corner of the ruined temple. It was late at night, but he didn't feel sleepy, his narrow eyes looked around, and from time to time a terrible red light flashed. Xuanyi sat cross-legged with his back against the wall, and the medical skills in his body were working all the time to repair his injuries.

A broken arm is quite troublesome, and it takes a full fifteen days to repair it with full medical skills!

The two parties each have a corner of the temple and are safe with each other. Xuanyi's eyes closed slightly, and he had just fallen asleep for a moment, when he heard a sound of breaking the air coming from far and near.

After a while, a thin figure appeared at the door of the broken temple, and after the visitor entered, he glanced around vigilantly, and his eyes stayed on the two Xuanyi for a moment.

"Yu'er, this way. A cold female voice called.

Only then did the figure look away and walk briskly towards the location of the four men and three women on the other side of the broken temple, and Xuanyi realized that the person who came was actually a girl.

The girl walked over there and sat down on the ground, and she tore off her hood to reveal her slender neck, which was really as green as waterfall muscles and snow. The girl pulled her hair back and whispered to the women in the center.

The tumultuous night finally passed, and the other group quietly got up and left at dawn. Seeing that the pursuit of the King Kong Temple had not arrived, the nerves of the two of them who had been tense all night relaxed at this time, and Xuanyi let out a long sigh of relief: "Zhende, let's say goodbye! ”

"It's just!" Xuan Yi paused, and said with a straight face: "Don't do anything that hurts heaven and reason!"

Zhende respectfully bowed to Xuanyi: "Obey the teachings of Engong!"

He raised his head and looked at Xuanyi, and said earnestly: "I haven't asked for the name of Engong Zun, if it is in the future... ”

Xuanyi waved his hand and interrupted him: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a matter of being entrusted by others, you don't need to take it to heart, you can go by yourself." "Said that the whole person rose to the sky and left directly.

Zhende gritted his teeth, identified the direction and flew towards the northwest, the northwest province of the Wu Dynasty is sparsely populated and has many mountains, which is indeed an excellent place for Zhende to hide at the moment.