Xiao Yuebai was escorted out of the city by the guards of the Son of Heaven. He returned to the Jungle Hut, neither retrieving the Heavenly Seal Stone nor bringing back his eldest brother's children. I thought about the authenticity of the secret letter of the Son of Heaven in my heart. The mood is understandably depressed.

That Ling Shun'er was holding a flower cat and saw Xiao Yuebai appear in front of her, and greeted her very happily.

"Master, why are you bleeding. Ling Shun'er shouted.

"It's not my blood, what about Sister Yang?" Xiao Yuebai asked.

"Head in the room. Ling Shun'er replied. The flower cat was pinched by Lingshun'er, screamed, and scratched Lingshun'er's paw. Ling Shun'er hurriedly let go, and the cat ran towards the forest. Ling Shun'er followed without regard to the pain.

Xiao Yuebai was in a depressed mood, and when he walked into the house, a monk was visiting Huiying in the house.

The monk had his back to Xiao Yuebai, although he couldn't see it, Xiao Yuebai recognized that this figure was not the iron armor he had seen before.

"Xiao Yuebai. Huiying shouted after seeing Xiao Yuebai.

Hearing this, the monk hurriedly turned around.

Xiao Yuebai was taken aback when she saw him.

"Uncle Nan!" Xiao Yuebai was overjoyed.

That monk turned out to be the nine-fingered flying feather of the past.

"Moon white. Nan Feiyu walked quickly to Xiao Yuebai and looked up and down.

"Why are you covered in blood?" asked Hui Ying in horror.

"Are you injured?" Nan Feiyu asked eagerly.

"Uncle Nan, big brother, he..." Xiao Yuebai was about to report the funeral, but Yu Guang saw Huiying looking at her, and a resentment surged up in her heart, but thinking that Shu Ying also died tragically, she couldn't bear to tell Huiying the truth. So the words came to his lips and swallowed them back.

"What's wrong with your eldest brother, why do you have so much blood on your body?" Nan Feiyu asked anxiously.

"I'm fine. Xiao Yuebai concealed the matter of the short gun in his body, because he could feel that the injury was recovering little by little, and it was only worrying to say more. He didn't dare to look at Huiying, afraid that her worried eyes would make him sad. At this time, he felt a lot of distress, so he took Nan Feiyu to the outside of the house. When he reached the foot of a big tree, he felt that Huiying should not be able to hear the conversation, so he continued.

"Big brother is dead. Xiao Yuebai said tremblingly.

"What?" Nan Feiyu exclaimed. "Who killed it?"

"Iron Bodhi. Xiao Yuebai gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't have time to kill him with my own hands, but I let him commit suicide." ”

"Tie Bodhi is dead?" Nan Feiyu said.

"Dao Xiaozi Yang Senior and even Xuzi are also dead. Xiao Yuebai continued.

"What. When Nan Feiyu heard the news of these two people and their deaths, he was even more surprised than when he heard the news of Dao Fei Dao and death. He now lives almost in isolation, and he doesn't even know the life and death of his eldest brother. And other changes in the martial arts are even more unheard of, "Even the death of the Xuzi 'Beiling City' was completely destroyed, and now the eldest brother's ambition has finally been realized." ”

"I hope that the spirit in the sky who is in charge of my uncle can bless Zhiqian safely. Xiao Yuebai whispered

"What? you teach your uncle him... He's dead too?" Nan Fei Yuben was shocked and calmed down for a moment, "Right and wrong, success or failure, are empty." He hated his eldest brother Nan Yaoyang, and now that he heard the news of his death, he felt more sympathy in his heart.

"It was Gu Yeyang who killed him. Xiao Yuebai told Uncle Nan everything that the eldest brother Dao Fei Dao told him that day.

Nan Feiyu suddenly felt that he had become a wild monk in the mountains. The world outside the mountain is changing too fast, like a world away.

"It's all dead, hahahaha, I'm the only one who wants to die and I'm still alive. Nan Feiyu suddenly laughed very miserably. He failed to assassinate his eldest brother that day, and he was depressed. Jumping from a cliff in Beiling Mountain, with the heart of death. Unexpectedly, he fell halfway up the mountain and was rescued by an old monk passing by. The broken muscles and bones were actually healed by this old monk. So he was disheartened, so he worshipped the old monk as a teacher.

"Amitabha, is the donor back?" The old monk was returning from his homework in the dense forest with the iron armor He and the spirit cold frost at this time.

"Master. Nan Feiyu folded his hands and saluted the old monk. Xiao Yuebai then followed suit.

"The Heavenly Seal Stone has not been recovered. Xiao Yuebai said regretfully.

"Is the donor injured?" asked the old monk.

Xiao Yuebai was about to say that it was a small injury, but the old monk saw the clue at a glance and said:

"You don't look good, you've hurt your vitality. ”

As he spoke, he walked in front of Xiao Yuebai and sent a palm towards Xiao Yuebai's abdomen, Xiao Yuebai suddenly sweated profusely in pain.

"Dantian is injured?" the old monk asked.

"Yes. Xiao Yuebai gritted her teeth and said.

"It's a problem, you have to take it slowly, and it can take as little as three years or more than five years to recover. The old monk said.

"What?" Xiao Yuebai was shocked. I didn't expect to be so badly injured. I thought it would take ten days and a half to recover, but I didn't expect it to take so long.

"Was he beaten by a firebolt?" said the old monk.

Xiao Yuebai nodded.

"There is no higher martial arts in the world than the Book of Two Rituals. People with average talent can also reach the peak by studying hard and practicing hard, and they can't match a firecracker who has no martial arts cultivation in the world. The old monk sighed.

"Even the powerful masters of Xuzi and Dao Xiaozi's predecessors still died at the hands of the fire gun team who had no martial arts. Xiao Yuebai sighed.

"Are they dead?" asked the old monk, as if surprised. The tone was as flat as water.

"Hmm. Xiao Yuebai said.

The old monk didn't speak, sighed and went back to his meditation room.

"Yuebai, do you know who this master of mine is?" Nan Feiyu asked.

Xiao Yuebai said: "I can guess without saying it, the master should be my master." ”

"He is the rumored 'wandering monk' on the rivers and lakes, and he is the elder brother of Lian Xuzi and Dao Xiaozi. "Nanfei Yu Road.

During the conversation, Tie Armor He shouted from the meditation room:

"Master Xiao, Master, please move to the meditation room. ”

Xiao Yuebai heard the sound and passed. Entering the meditation room, the old monk was standing with a Buddha statue waiting for him.

The old monk spoke:

"I can't hide it from the poor monk who is the same senior brother of Lian Xuzi and Dao Xiaozi that you just said, I know that the donor is also a member of my family. ”

Xiao Yuebai said:

"The juniors thought they guessed the identity of the master, but they were surprised why the master was hiding here?"

"It's a long story, and I'll come to the donor later... Seeing that you just said that the Evil Zhan Biyuan Twin Gem has not been recovered, the poor monk thinks about it and thinks about healing Yang Shizhu's injury, maybe there is another way?"

"Really?" Xiao Yuebai wondered: "Is there really another way?"

"The Book of Liangyi of this door is all-encompassing, and it has its subtleties in curing diseases and saving people."

Xiao Yuebai listened with a puzzled expression: he only knew that this kung fu was very powerful, but he knew very little about other subtleties.

The version of the "Book of Two Rituals" that he practiced by his master saved him many detours when he cultivated, and he also saved himself the trouble of comprehension, so he got twice the result with half the effort and achieved it quickly. Although I had the opportunity to see the original of the "Sutra" and memorized it by heart, in the end, I could no longer transcend the master's understanding.

The old monk continued:

"If the poor monk passes on the internal skills he has learned all his life to Yang Shizhu, this kung fu can operate in his body, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and his meridians may be repaired. ”

"It would be great if it really worked. Xiao Yuebai said.

"Well, the poor monk might as well try. The old monk said.

At this time, the Buddha statue enshrined in the meditation room was looking at the old monk compassionately. The old monk knew in his heart that once he exhausted his life's work. He was like all living beings. It is almost impossible to regain martial arts.