Outside Xuanhua Temple.

Tang Kong walked ahead.

Mingxin followed to the side, his expression cold.

This big and small, two monks, left Xuanhua Temple.

Many monks on the road saluted Tang Kong and called it the first.

Tang Kong's heart was darkly refreshed, his face was not wavering, his hands were folded, and he responded politely.

This bearing made Mingxin feel a little surprised and changed slightly, but after thinking about it, the reason why this bastard boy was able to show so plainly was all because of them, the monks, who carried all the pressure of the mortal world.

"If you're in danger, I don't think you'll be able to keep it so calm. ”

Mingxin thought to himself: "Don't mess around, just tarnish the reputation of my Xuanhua Temple." ”

Tang Kong could generally sense Mingxin's thoughts, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't say anything, after all, he still had to rely on others to be bodyguards.

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"Let's take a break. ”

Today's weather was sunny, and by noon, it was already a little hot, and Tang Kong was relieved when he saw the ruined temple in front of him.

Mingxin nodded slightly, his cultivation is very high, his kung fu is strong, and he doesn't feel tired, but this time he is protecting the first seat of the Sixth Academy, and all decisions are the business of this little monk, and he doesn't bother to refute it at the moment, let him plan.

The ruined temple looked like a mountain temple that had been abandoned for a long time.

In the big night, in this kind of broken temple, if there are not any female ghosts and fox demons, there must be robbers and bandits.

But this is broad daylight, and there is a lack of gloomy and mysterious atmosphere, and a lot of storytelling is missing.

But there have always been many homicides in broad daylight.

So Tang Kong stopped.

"Uncle Mingxin, what kind of temple is this?"

"It's about a mountain temple. Mingxin said expressionlessly.

"Although I belong to Buddhism, I also pay homage to the heavens and gods, and worship first. Tang Kong said slowly: "Uncle Shi is advanced, wait for me for a while." ”

"Troublesome. ”

Mingxin shook his head helplessly and walked into the mountain temple.

He is a figure in the upper echelons of the inner realm, and he is also a rare master in the martial arts, so he naturally has no fear and walks directly into the mountain temple.

Seeing this, Tang Kong breathed a sigh of relief, and then pretended to bow down, and was about to enter the mountain temple.

And then at this very moment.

Suddenly, there was a bloody breath from behind.

A heavy wheezing sound sounded in the back.

"Little ...... And...... ......"

It was a hoarse and weak voice.

Tang Kong stood in place, almost crying.

How can I be wrong to be cautious?

According to the general routine, aren't all dangers hidden in the temple?

Why doesn't everything follow the routine?

Bang!

Behind him came the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Tang Kong was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look over.

I saw a young man, lying on the ground, covered in blood, his lips twitching, as if he was about to say something, but his pupils were faintly dilated.

"I can't save it. ”

Mingxin's voice came suddenly, and after he heard the movement, he went out of the mountain temple, for fear that something would really happen to the first seat of the Sixth Courtyard.

Tang Kong frowned slightly and took half a step back.

Mingxin looked at the young man whose breath had been cut off, and immediately his eyes fell on his clothes, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "People from the imperial court?"

He seemed to think of something, turned his head and said: "This person is seriously injured, fled here, I don't know if there will be people chasing him, we don't want to make trouble, you go and sit down to rest, eat some dry food, I will dig a pit and bury this man first, and then leave." ”

In fact, the best choice at the moment is to leave, but he also knows that this young head of the Sixth Academy, although his Zen skills are profound and his nature is like a Buddha, he does not have much advanced kung fu in his body, and it is inevitable that he will be hungry and tired until now.

The most important thing is that this Mingxin monk, who is proud of his profound kung fu and the martial monk of Xuanhua Temple, is the upper echelon of the inner realm, and is worthy of the peak of the inner realm.

"Good. ”

Tang Kong shouldered his small burden and hurriedly ran into the mountain temple.

Take a break first.

Just went out, and was about to find a place to rest, a person from the court came to me inexplicably, called himself, and went straight down to see the Buddha.

It's too exciting.

Take it easy, drink some water, eat some dry food, and feel at ease.

Rest for a while, leave early, hurry up and go to the Medicine King Valley, and when the task is completed, return to the main world and pretend to be happy, so as not to worry about it all the time in this mission world.

Walked into the temple.

Tang Kong saw that there was actually a fire on the ground, and a kettle was set up on it.

The efficiency of the monk Mingxin is really frightening, not long after entering the temple just now, he directly lit a fire and boiled water.

"Eat dry food first. ”

Tang Kong felt a little hungry, took out a cake, and took a bite.

"Drink some hot water, don't choke. A gentle voice came suddenly.

“......”

Tang Kong really choked.

What kind of sacredness is this?

Do you want to be so exciting?

I was just at the door and asked Mingxin to explore the way, but there was a seriously injured and dead guy at the door.

Okay, the fright has passed, Mingxin has also probed in the temple, he is going to dig a pit now, I will come in and eat a cake, why did someone suddenly appear in the temple?

Little monk, I just came down the mountain, I just want to rest, who the hell is provoking whom?

Bang!

A loud bang came from outside the door.

One man staggered and fell in, his shirt stained with blood.

This embarrassed person is a monk of Mingxin.

"Let's go!"

Monk Mingxin's face was covered with blood, extremely hideous, and he covered his face with one hand.

But Tang Kong looked at it, but it was not him who covered the wound.

Instead, Mingxin stretched out his finger and pierced his face.

"It is worthy of being a high monk of Xuanhua Temple. ”

Shicai's gentle voice sounded leisurely.

Tang Kong took half a step back and looked at where the voice came from.

Next to the fire, at some point, there was a man, who seemed to be thirty-seven or eighteen, dressed in yellowed white clothes, but very dirty, with a bit of bookishness, his face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, but with a slight smile.

"That master of Ouchi, if you are poisoned by me, you move his corpse and get contaminated with poisonous gas, even if you don't die, you will be confused, but you can still maintain a trace of sobriety, and you can use this wisp of sobriety to pierce your cheeks and stimulate yourself with pain. ”

The scholar man praised: "Sure enough, he is a monk with a high mind. ”

Monk Mingxin pulled his fingers out of his face, and he gestured to Tang Kong.

Tang Kong pushed to the side.

Mingxin's eyes were extremely solemn.

But his combat power was not too damaged.

At this moment, he was sober, and he used pain to stimulate himself, but the injury he chose also had a moment of thought.

Instead of hurting the hands and feet, nor hurting the torso, but piercing the face, although disfigured, it greatly preserved its strength.

"Judge's pen. ”

Monk Mingxin said in a deep voice: "Yi Jize." ”

The scholar man smiled and said, "Be polite." ”

Tang Kong raised his head slightly, he was already desperate for his life in this life.

Why is this broken Tut still not letting people be monks?