disguised holy monk

Xuan Qing looked at the man with a gloomy expression on the horse, and thought to himself what he meant, maybe it was his half-clothed elder brother who seemed to disdain him.

He didn't care either, with a calm expression on his face, he folded his palms together and saluted slightly, "This benefactor, the poor monk is being polite."

The man was dissatisfied, raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Seeing that the king doesn't kneel, what kind of etiquette are you doing?"

Xuan Qing was slightly stunned, and then explained: "Forgive me, the benefactor, those who practice only need to worship the Buddha, not the king."

What a jerk, labor and management don't kneel when they see the prince of the Southern Dynasty, but they still kneel to you?

And the more neither humble nor overbearing Xuan Qing is, the colder the man's eyes are.

"Really? I want to study the teachings of Buddhism in the Southern Dynasties." He squinted his eyes, and suddenly raised his hand to signal the people behind him, "Come here, take this monk back."

After the words fell behind, the soldiers wanted to come forward to arrest people.

Xuan Qing frowned, at this moment——

"Second Highness wait a minute!"

A slightly anxious male voice came, and Mu Yixin hurried up. He knelt down on one knee and bowed to the man, "Second Highness, Lord Xuanqing is a holy monk of the Southern Dynasty, and the royal family of the Southern Dynasty allowed Buddhists not to bow down. Just put your hands together and salute, no disrespect to you."

The man called the Second Highness snorted coldly, "The Southern Dynasty is the Southern Dynasty, but this is the northern border."

After he finished speaking, he didn't seem to intend to let Xuanqing go. Mu Yixin became a little anxious, stood up and stopped Xuanqing, and said in a deep voice: "Second Highness, Lord Xuanqing is a distinguished guest invited by the fourth princess. Forgive me."

Is this using Wan Yan Banqin to suppress him?

"I didn't say what to do with him. Why are you so anxious? Why, do you want to fight against this king?" The man's expression became colder, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Mu Yixin lowered his eyes and said coldly, "Subordinates dare not."

The man didn't know if he was afraid of Wanyan half-covered, and finally waved his hand to stop the soldier.

He glanced at Xuanqing, then turned his gaze to Mu Yixin, and said playfully, "Go back and tell Simei that after a few days of hunting, my king invites this distinguished guest from the Southern Dynasty to join him."

Xuan Qing's expression was indifferent from the beginning to the end, as if he was in the clouds and unattainable.

The man frowned slightly, and finally snorted and walked away, "Let's go."

Mu Yixin heaved a sigh of relief when the group disappeared, and turned to Xuan Qing to take a look, "Are you alright, sir?"

"It's nothing, I was careless, and I caused you trouble." Xuan Qing smiled slightly and shook his head, paused, he thought of what the other party said just now, and was a little puzzled, "Who was that just now?"

Mu Yixin explained: "That's the second prince Wanyan Zong. He has always been at odds with the fourth princess. It seems that this time I invite the adults to participate in the hunting day. I'm afraid there is something wrong with it... Let's go back and report to the princess before we can find a solution."

Xuan Qing nodded, he found almost all the herbs, so he went back with Mu Yixin.

……

After Xuanqing and Mu Yixin went back, they sorted the medicinal herbs and boiled them.

Mu Yixin saw that he looked a little tired, and stepped forward, "My lord, let me come, you go and have a rest."

Xuanqing's dark eyes were bright and with a smile, he said helplessly: "Do you know these medicinal herbs?"

Mu Yixin glanced at a pile of green weeds, shook his head, "I don't know, but I can't trouble you to do it every time..."

Xuanqing paused, as if thinking of something, looked at Mu Yixin a few more times, then bent his lips, and said with a smile: "Yixin, do you want to learn medical skills? I can teach you."

Mu Yixin was taken aback, having seen Xuanqing's previous rescue scene, he naturally knew how powerful Xuanqing's medical skills are, but now, the other party actually said so lightly that he wanted to teach him.

Mastering the healing method in the prairie where medical skills are poor, I don't know how many people should be envious, just look at the status of the great wizard.

Mu Yixin was both moved and at a loss in his heart, he said awkwardly: "Of course I am willing, then I will go and prepare..."

Xuan Qing was taken aback, "What are you preparing for?"

Mu Yixin was also slightly stunned, and said in a daze, "If you want to be a teacher, don't you want to be a monk?"

Only then did Xuanqing come to his senses, and then burst out laughing. He shook his head lightly, "No need, you and I are destined, and I may not be able to stay here for a long time. I can teach you some medical skills. As long as you can use your medical skills in Good thing, those names are just foreign objects."

Mu Yixin was moved in his heart, and he nodded seriously.Even though there is no form of apprenticeship, in his heart he regards the other party as a real master.

Xuan Qing smiled and waved, "Okay, come here, I will teach you to recognize these herbs and their properties..."

For several days, Xuanqing taught Mu Yixin how to identify medicinal herbs, and at the same time knew that he brewed these medicines.

Mu Yixin learned quickly, and his mother's condition had stabilized, and with the help of medicine, he could sit up in a few days.

Mu Yixin also gradually became more and more interested in medical skills, and basically studied medical skills with Xuan Qing every day.

As a result, Xuanqing spent much more time at Mu's house than in his own tent.In his spare time, he would also teach Mu Yanfeng how to read and write.

Men on the prairie love to ride and shoot, as long as they can read a few words and write their names.

But under Xuan Qing's teaching, Mu Yanfeng studied very seriously.

Xuan Qing would occasionally tell Mu Yanfeng some stories about the art of war in his memory.But he can only talk on paper, as for how much Mu Yanfeng can master, it depends on his own understanding ability.

After a period of time, the Mu family was almost grateful to Xuan Qing.

Mu Yiliang is also a straight-hearted person, he didn't like Xuan Qing before, he just thought he was a good-for-nothing trash.Now he especially admires him, this man is not only proficient in medicine, literature, archery, it is said that he is also very good at martial arts... Now that he has become their family's savior, every day he thinks about how to repay Xuanqing.

On this day, he brought another bag of fresh mare's milk to give to him.

As soon as the talent arrived at the door, he opened his voice and said: "My lord, this is the fresh mare's milk produced by my own horse. Let me give you some to taste. It's fine if you can't drink the wine. The milk should be fine, right? Look at you. Lean……"

Mare's milk is a good thing on the grasslands.

But Xuanqing was really helpless. Yesterday, Mu Yiliang brought him new clothes made of silk, and the day before yesterday, he specially brought him the pen and paper used in the Southern Dynasties... These things are not often found in grasslands, and he doesn't know How many cattle and sheep at home were used to go to the merchants in the northern and southern borders in exchange for it.

He clasped his palms together and said: "Amitabha, Master Mu, you have already sent a lot of things, Xuanqing really can't bear it."

Mu Yiliang was also very stubborn, "My lord, you saved my mother and you are willing to teach my younger brother medical skills. The favor I owe you will never be repaid in this life. Don't reject me, my lord. Do something to make me feel better."

The decisiveness he said made Xuan Qing feel even more embarrassed.

He did all this because doing good deeds is worthy of merit; what's more, he was also paving the way for the completion of the branch mission in northern Xinjiang.

But a simple and enthusiastic person like the Mu family is indeed a friend worth making.

……

The next day, Xuanqing rarely saw Wanyan Banqin, after all, the other party had a lot of things to do, and since the last time, he seldom came to see him.

"Why did the princess come here today?"

Wanyan half-covered did not beat around the bush, and said directly: "Master, tomorrow is the hunting day, and my second brother will invite you to go with me."

Xuanqing remembered, that Wanyanzong...

Although the other party must have invited him to embarrass him, how could he become famous and cause a sensation in Northern Xinjiang if he didn't go?It's just that as a practitioner, he must not be too active with a name like "Hunting Day" that sounds bloody!

There was a bit of compassion in Xuan Qing's eyes, and he said sadly: "Amitabha, monks are not allowed to kill, I'm afraid..."

Wanyan Banqin only felt that he understood what he meant, so he smiled and comforted him: "Okay, then I won't go, I will deal with it."

Xuan Qing was taken aback for a moment - no, he wanted to go!

He sighed apologetically, and said sincerely: "If Xuan Qing doesn't go, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for the princess..."

Wanyan shook her head half-quilted, and said seriously with black eyes: "I brought you here, so naturally I should deal with these troubles."

Xuan Qing was slightly moved. Although she said it lightly, her status in Northern Xinjiang might make it difficult for her to face Wanyan Sect.

Her demeanor is more like a king than Wanyanzong.

But that hunting day... he wanted to go!