txolops Chapter 79
Chapter 79
"Tai Sang Secret Sutra." Su Mingyu said.
"Brother Qi, thanks to your care." Ye Xuanwen whispered, "I have basically recovered."
"That's good." Qi Jue said calmly.
Qi Jue didn't look very interested, he seemed to be really sick, and there was a perfunctory in his words.
At least in Ye Xuanwen's understanding, Qi would never be so indifferent to others for no reason.
"Brother Qi, are you a little uncomfortable?" Ye Xuanwen asked.
"No." Qi Jue knew why he would ask such a question, his state these past few days was really not quite right: "Do I look haggard?"
"Well, a little bit." Ye Xuanwen looked at Qi Jue, blushed and whispered, "But brother Qi is still pretty."
Qi Jue forced a smile.
While talking, the two saw Zhiti approaching from the other side of the corridor.His expression was slumped, he looked extremely thin, his mouth was swollen, and there were still some red marks on his neck. He greeted Ye Xuanwen and Qi Jue hoarsely, and walked into the distance.
"Brother Qi, what's wrong with him?" Ye Xuanwen said, "It seems that he is not in a good spirit."
"I guess I didn't rest." Qi Jue naturally understood what happened, but seeing Ye Xuanwen's innocent face, he didn't have the nerve to point it out.
Unexpectedly, this kind of thing would happen in Wan Guoguang Temple. It is estimated that Master Zhichan didn't know about it.
Ye Xuanwen believed what Qi Jue said, and didn't take this matter to heart: "Brother Qi, have you been very busy lately, your afternoon..."
"I'm going to the cell in the afternoon." Qi Jue answered.
"Hmm...Okay." Ye Xuanwen mustered up a lot of courage, and when she was rejected, she became more and more nervous: "I have no other intentions."
"Actually, I... have also learned some interrogation methods before. Brother Qi, can I go with you?" Ye Xuanwen forced herself to say this, and looked at Qi Jue expectantly.
"Of course." Qi Jue looked at Ye Xuanwen and said in a clear voice: "I don't know if it's my illusion, I always feel that you are extra nervous in front of me. Actually, you don't have to..."
Qi Jue's pupils are lighter in color, and they are particularly vivid when staring at people.
With Ye Xuanwen being looked at like this, she couldn't even speak properly.
Qi Jue found that nothing could be changed, so he had to look away.
Ye Xuanwen whispered: "Brother Qi...I'll go back and get ready."
Qi never knew what he was going to prepare, but he didn't think about it, so he subconsciously responded.
The white-bearded old demon was thrown back into the prison, complaining while supporting his waist: "I didn't expect that bald donkey Zhichan to put so many instruments of torture in the secret passage. I told them two Persian exercises, but they said I've heard of these two before, I really don't know the others.
Although I have added the Persian religion, what I am good at is using hidden weapons to play dirty tricks.Nanweisi is small-minded, and he can't understand people like me with half the blood of the Central Plains, so he guards me like something.Where do I go to make up a new set of exercises for them? "
"Tai Sang Secret Sutra." Su Mingyu said.
"What?" The white-bearded old demon thought he had heard wrong.
"I'm talking about the Taisang Mi Sutra." Su Mingyu said, "If they really want to learn it, if they don't have the exercises taught by Persia, don't they have other exercises?"
"But I don't understand." The white-bearded old demon said.
"I understand." Su Mingyu approached the stone wall and repeated several times in a low voice to the white-bearded old demon.
The white-bearded old demon listened quietly, memorizing it in his heart.
A few hours later, Qi Jue walked in, Su Mingyu immediately fell silent, and moved back dragging the chain.
Qi Jue glanced at the two of them suspiciously.
Su Ming huddled in the corner, his wound had been treated before, and he looked fine, but a little weak.
Qi Jue's gaze stayed on him for a few seconds, and he opened the cell of the old demon with white beard.
"It's you again, you've been here several times." The white-bearded old demon teased, "If you're worried about him, just go to his prison and hang around. Why bother to come here?"
There is no one else here, so the white-bearded old demon can only refer to Su Mingyu.
Ye Xuanwen's heart tightened.But after thinking about it, although Su Mingyu is the leader of Shengming Sect, Qi Jue should have regarded him as a friend before, so there is nothing wrong with worrying about him.
"What did you tell him just now?" Qi Jue didn't refute his words, and couldn't help asking.
"Why, are you afraid that I will spoil your heart?" The white-bearded old demon laughed.
"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Xuanwen stopped.
"I'm talking nonsense, and he wasn't in a hurry to refute, why are you in a hurry." The white-bearded old demon looked at Ye Xuanwen with interest: "Who are you?"
Ye Xuanwen's ears blushed involuntarily: "Brother Qi doesn't want to talk to you at all."
"He doesn't want to talk to me, but he wants to talk to you, doesn't he?" The white-bearded old demon has never lost the wind in terms of words, and now he will not lose to a young boy.
"You..." Ye Xuanwen took the torture tool, and said slightly annoyed, "You talk insanely, so why bother me and you?"
"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to look weak and have a temper." The white-bearded old demon had a long chain in his hand, and he was able to move autonomously to a certain extent.He made a gesture to grab the instrument of torture in Ye Xuanwen's hand.
Ye Xuanwen's martial arts skills were not very advanced, so he snatched the torture tools and imprisoned his hands unpreparedly.
Qi Jue pressed the white-bearded old demon's wrist and turned it a few times, and the white-bearded old demon let go of Ye Xuanwen.
"I didn't expect you to have a lot of darlings. No wonder you don't feel sorry for the other one." The white-bearded old demon held his wrist and let out a hissing sound.
Qi Jue didn't pay attention to his words. With such a temper, what he said to Su Mingyu must be a harmless joke.He didn't ask any more questions.
"Cultivation techniques or secret treasures taught by Persia, you choose one and tell me." Qi Jue said clearly.
The white-bearded old demon likes Qi Jue to interrogate him the most. Although he looks very cold, he is a gentleman.Knowing that it is not appropriate for the major sects to imprison him like this, he will not torture him easily.
Because of this, nothing came out of the interrogation.
If Su Mingyu hadn't just told me about the Taisang Secret Sutra, with your interrogation method, I would have been a ghost.
The white-bearded old demon secretly slandered.
"Because I'm in a good mood today, I'll tell you a top-secret technique that Persianism has hidden for a long time." The white-bearded old demon pretended to be profound: "Would you like to find a piece of paper and write it down?"
"No need." Qi Jue said calmly.
The white-bearded old demon choked for a moment, and stopped playing tricks, and told Qi Jue the Taisang Mijing verbatim.
After he finished reading the secret sutra, he didn't see Qi Jue's questioning for a while, and looked at him suspiciously: "You really memorized everything?"
"Although this kind of exercise sounds a bit weird, it's not difficult to remember." Qi Jue replied, got up and walked out.
Ye Xuanwen picked up the instruments of torture on the ground, and followed them out.
The Panshen Temple is being rebuilt, and everyone is helping the disciples of the Buddhist sect to transcribe scriptures in the side hall. Chang Shuo stretched his muscles and saw Qi Jue walking in from the hall gate: "Brother Qi, you came back so soon?"
"Well, I didn't expect this trip to be so smooth." Qi Jue replied.
"Successful?" Hua Mian asked in amazement, "The white-bearded old demon is really willing to say it?"
"Didn't Ye Weng from the Qiongshan School also say that the white-bearded old demon told him two Persian exercises." Chang Shuo interjected.
Hua Mian said: "But what he said were very common exercises in Persian religion. Master Zhichan said that he had heard of them a long time ago."
"Maybe what he is telling me now is also an ordinary exercise." Qi Jue said.
"Whether it is benefactor Qi or not, tell me, I can tell for myself." A voice came from a distance.
"Master Zhichan." Gu Fanghuai said politely.
Qi Jue took the pen from Chang Shuo's hand, and silently wrote down the Taisang Mijing on another piece of paper.
"It's an unheard of exercise." Master Zhichan said in surprise.
"The white-bearded old demon also said that this is a top-secret technique that has been hidden in their Persian religion for a long time." Qi Jue repeated the original words.
Master Zhichan was even more interested: "It just looks a little evil, so it's not suitable to spread it to the outside world."
He took the plain paper on the table and put it in his arms: "In this case, let me keep this Persian exercise. I will store it in the attic of Wan Guoguang Temple. If there is a legitimate use for the benefactors, please explain Come here, I will take you to the attic in my temple, and I will never hide anything."
Xu Wangping echoed: "Master Zhichan has high virtue and prestige, and it is most suitable for you to preserve it."
Although the disciples of other sects were dissatisfied, they didn't say much. They cared more about the secret treasures of Persia than the exercises.
In the middle of the night, Master Zhichan put the Taisang Secret Sutra on the table and read it carefully.
Zhiti stood not far from him, looking a little scared.
"Come here." Master Zhichan said in a deep voice, pointing to his left shoulder.
Zhiti moved over: "Master...Father, what are you looking at? Didn't you say that this exercise is a bit evil?"
"So what about evil spirits. These years, my martial arts have reached a bottleneck and I have not improved, so I built the Pantheon. Who knows that the twelve Buddha statues that I worked so hard to build were destroyed." Master Zhichan sighed: "Only my The more refined the martial arts, the better the protection of Wan Guo Guang Temple."
It is clearly for the better control of Wan Guo Guang Temple, so that the Buddhist disciples in the temple will only follow you.Zhiti scolded in his heart.
"Are you right?" Master Zhichan asked without waiting for a reply.
Out of timidity, Chino nodded.
"I've worked so hard, shouldn't disciples honor their master properly?"
Master Zhichan pointed to his body, the expression in his eyes was dim.
Zhiti instinctively recalled the terrible memory of last night, he knew the consequences of resistance, and reluctantly bent down.
Master Zhichan turned a page of exercises and let out a satisfied sigh.
The bronze bell in front of the Buddha rang three times, and the Buddhist disciples cleaned up the gravel on the ground of the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and thanked the disciples of all sects and sects for their help.
Qi Jue was still lying in front of the case, his side face looked very beautiful in the bright lights, but still had a little coldness, and the meridians on the back of his white hands were faintly visible.
"Ajue, stop writing." Hua Mian looked at Qi Jue and said, "My family, Jue, is serious about everything."
Qi Jue made the last stroke, looked up at Hua Mianyue, and said, "Who belongs to your family."
"Of course it's you, my good brother." Seeing that Qi Jue is rarely in a good mood, Hua Mian wanted to make him happy, so she hugged his shoulder to disgust him.
"Hua Mianyue, did you take the wrong medicine?" Qi Jue lowered his voice and gave him a warning look.
"How do you know that people swallowed Baihuadan?" Hua Mian said while pinching her throat.
Chang Shuo laughed at the side.
Gu Fanghuai shook his head helplessly: "Stop making trouble, go back."
"What's wrong?" Ren Yunfei looked at Ye Xuanwen in a daze.
"Brother Qi always seems to be surrounded by many people."
"Is there?" Ren Yunfei said indifferently, "They are just ordinary friends."
"But they always like to joke." Ye Xuanwen said, "I don't like it very much."
"Men, it's normal to joke around." Ren Yunfei said.
Ye Xuanwen thought of what the white-bearded old demon said in the afternoon, it was probably a joke.
But even if it was a joke, it already made him extremely unhappy.
That sour feeling lingered in my heart like never before.
"What are you thinking about?" Ren Yunfei touched Ye Xuanwen's forehead: "Do you want to go back with your brother Qi?"
"But I don't go the same way as him, and besides, I just talked to him this afternoon." Ye Xuanwen looked at Qi Jue's figure and said hesitantly: "Forget it, I'd better go back to my room and rest."
"That's fine." Ren Yunfei put Ye Xuanwen's shoulder on her shoulder: "This time, I will let Senior Brother Ren go back with you."