It was dawn, and Jing Yi, who had just come out of the tree hole, was sitting on the dry ground at the moment, leaning back against the roots of the banyan tree behind him, and his face looked quite distressed.

He had never seen such a brazen person, let alone such a cruel guy to himself. In order to save him, he did not hesitate to stab his already injured body several times, and one sword pierced deeper than the other, closer to the heart!

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level floating slaughter, this is a famous saying of Buddhism. If you hand me over to the people of Shuxinmen, you will not save you when you die, the Buddha said, human nature is good, if you don't save me, you will be a wicked person!"

"Amitabha!" took a deep breath, and the monk sat cross-legged, folded his hands, and recited the scriptures silently for a while. Try not to think about the miscellaneous things about the Shepherd's Book, or he can almost conclude that he will go crazy because of it!

It was dusk again, and the clouds on the horizon with tail flames exuded a crimson color, and as the sun set, the fiery clouds on the horizon looked like rainbows.

A slight sound of footsteps made Jing Yi, who was meditating cross-legged and silently reciting the scriptures, opened his eyes and looked up at the few people who came to him, without showing a trace of surprise, panic, confusion and horror on his face.

The simple silk cloth Tsing Yi, the mille-feuille shoes on his feet have worn out the edge skin, and the four Tsing Yi swordsmen standing in front of Jing Yi look dusty and tired.

Jingyi slowly stood up from the ground, clasped his hands together, and said with a calm face, "Amitabha!

The four Tsing Yi people wore wooden swords with the symbol of the Shuxin Gate on their waists, which were long and thick, and the scabbard was also carefully made of green tree trunks.

"This monk, have you ever seen a Shuxinmen disciple in the mountains today?" A man in Tsing Yi looked Jing up and down, and opened his mouth unceremoniously, but a man in Tsing Yi next to him stretched out his hand and gently pulled it, and snorted reproachfully.

"Gao Deyin, speak politely!" The man in Tsing Yi who spoke had a calm face and superb eyes, and glared at his companion reproachfully, the man in Tsing Yi turned around and said to Jing Yi with a gentle face, "This master, we are indeed disciples of the Shuxin Sect, and we are searching for the whereabouts of our disciple Mu Xinshu! I wonder if this master has ever seen a stranger?"

Jing Yi's heart was full, and his face was expressionless again, "Amitabha! The monks don't lie, the little monk has been delayed in this mountain for a long time today, but he has never seen the disciple of your sect! I have also met the rest of your disciples chasing after you a few times!"

"I see that you, a monk, are not right in itself when you appear in this deep mountain and old forest!" Gao Deyin was very unaccustomed to Jing Yi's unhurried tone, and glanced up and down at the bald monk in front of him with a suspicious expression, "I think you know the whereabouts of the traitor in Mu Xinshu and deliberately shield him, right? Otherwise, it is so late, how can you little monk appear in this Nine Heavens Mountain?"

Jing Yi's expression was still indifferent, his hands had been kept together, and Jing Yi was very calm about Gao Deyin's suspicions, "Amitabha! The little monk is Jing Yi, a disciple of Yaowang Temple, because the family master refined the herbs sent by the 'Dream God Pill', the little monk went to the Nine Heavens Mountain to collect herbs. Moreover, the place where the Shuxin Gate is located is the Cangtian Mountain, and this Nine Heavens Mountain is not the private property of the Shuxin Gate, dare to ask this high benefactor, why can't the little monk appear here?"

"You!" Gao Deyin's face turned red by Jing Yi's white face, and he glared at Jing Yi angrily, and he had already reached out and held the wooden sword in the heart of the tree at his waist! Feng Yuhai, who was standing beside him, shook his head lightly, reached out and forcibly pressed Gao Deyin's hand.

"Amitabha! I see!" Feng Yuhai looked at Jingyi with a smile on his face, and suddenly smiled, and said with a smile, "It turned out to be a senior disciple of Yakuo Temple, the master of Jingyi Monk, but the abbot of Yakuo Temple, Master of Tomorrow?"

Jing Yi raised his head, looked at Feng Yuhai in front of him with a serious and surprised gaze, nodded lightly at the end, and said with a smile, "Feng Yuhai is right, the family teacher is the abbot who is the presiding abbot of the temple! The family teacher has seven personal disciples, and the little monk is only the last of the seven disciples of the family teacher! It's not worth mentioning!"

Gao Deyin and the others beside Feng Yuhai showed a look of surprise on their faces, and when the name of Yaowang Temple was reported, Gao Deyin began to feel apprehensive in his heart, and this time he heard Jingyi's words, Gao Deyin blushed even more, and he didn't dare to look at Jingyi monk sideways.

Yaowang Temple is within a radius of hundreds of miles near the Nine Heavenly Mountains, and it is a well-known sect of scripture and cultivation. And the presiding abbot of Yaowang Temple, Master of Tomorrow, is the rumored super master at the peak of the sixth meridian! In the Jingxiu Continent, he can be regarded as a famous master, but compared to Yaowang Temple, Shuxinmen is much worse. The head of the Tree Heart Sect is only the cultivation of the late stage of the fifth meridian, and no one in the sect has successfully broken through the sixth meridian!

Gao Deyin's face looked very reluctant, Jing Yi was as usual, Feng Yuhai's face was even more comfortable from beginning to end, and with a light smile, Feng Yuhai said, "Then in that case! It seems that Jing Yi Monk has indeed come to Jiutian Mountain to collect medicine! Disturb, I will retire when I wait! Jing Yi Monk, please continue to rest!"

Jing glanced at Feng Yuhai, who was as pale as ever, clasped his hands together, and nodded slowly! Under his feet, his legs were inadvertently brought together, clamping the wide coarse cloth monk's robe! Feng Yuhai lowered his head, squinted his eyes, glanced at it meaningfully, and then turned around and left without saying a word. Seeing this, Gao Deyin and the others behind him had no choice but to follow Feng Yuhai and turn away!

Looking at the backs of Feng Yuhai and Gao Deyin and others who re-entered the mountains and forests, by the moonlight, Jing Yi could clearly see the huge beads of sweat dripping from the tip of his nose!

"Amitabha!" Jing Yi, who sat cross-legged again, with his back to the root of the tree, opened his eyes and supported his chin with his hands, his eyes looked a little confused! He was almost certain that when Feng Yuhai's gaze moved downwards just now, he clearly saw the blood stains on the lower half of his monk's robe. The blood stained on the monk's robe because of dragging the pastoral book has long dried up at this moment, but it still does not lose its bright red color!

"Senior brother, I think that monk is very suspicious, why did you let him go so easily?"

Feng Yuhai shook his head, and glared at Gao Deyin with a dissatisfied face with some amusement, "He is a proud disciple of Yaowang Temple, and his strength is only high compared to me, can you still think of killing others?"