disguised holy monk

Wuying was injured by a dark arrow, which was originally intended to kill him.

Xuanqing looked eager, and immediately moved his hands to touch Wuying's acupoints to stop the injury.Jiang Qimo also took out the wound medicine that he brought with him and fed it to Wuying.

"Master, I'm fine..." Seeing Xuan Qing's worried look, Wu Ying forced himself to comfort him.It's just that his face was pale and his voice was hoarse.

Xuan Qing inspected his arrow wound, but did not dare to pull out the arrow easily, his hands trembled a little, "Don't talk for now..."

Wanyan half-quilted looked at the noisy noise on the other side, she turned to them and said, "Go to my big tent and wait, don't come out."

After speaking, he hurriedly chased after him.

There was a chaotic fire, a place for banquets.

Xuanqing was not in the mood to follow at this time either, he and Jiang Qimo helped Wuying back to Wanyan's half-clothed tent.

Put the person on the bed, tear off the clothes and clean his wounds.

Fortunately, the arrow missed a few points and did not hit the heart. Xuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and together with Jiang Qimo carefully took out the broken arrow, and then applied the medicine to bind it up.

There was still noise and fighting outside, but their place had long been firmly protected by people arranged by Wanyan Banqin.

Wuying fell asleep at this time, and Xuan Qing and Jiang Qimo sat down beside them.

From meeting to now, only at this time can the two of them sit down quietly and chat about the current situation.

Xuan Qing poured him a cup of tea and asked, "How did you find this place?"

Jiang Qimo took a deep look at him, and explained everything that happened these days.

It turned out that after Jiang Qimo and Fusheng found Amaro that day, Fusheng left on horseback suddenly. Jiang Qimo did not catch up with him, so he could only send a letter to Qingchan Temple. Immediately returned to find it.He walked fast alone, leaving Xuan Yuan and others behind.

And Amaro himself was seriously injured from the dream, and was injured by Wanyan Banqin, and was quickly picked up by the disciples who were found.

Wuying and Jiang Qimo had no clues, so they could only search around.In the end, Jiang Qimo made a deal with the Wulin League by promising the other party to unconditionally treat the three of them in the future, and asked them to help find someone.

It's a pity that they never imagined that he was no longer in the territory of the Southern Dynasties.Even if they turned the Southern Dynasty upside down, they still couldn't find Xuanqing.

Or Wuying inadvertently learned from the refugees who wandered from the border that there seemed to be a great miracle doctor in northern Xinjiang, who cured the disease and treated many people, and that person was said to be a monk.

Wuying intuited that this person should be Xuanqing, so the two of them went all the way to Beijiang without stopping.

……

Although Jiang Qimo said it lightly, but thinking that the two of them must have had trouble sleeping and eating in order to find him in the past few months, he couldn't help saying softly: "Thank you very much."

Jiang Qimo took a sip of tea, his cold eyes warmed slightly, "It's good that you are fine, I..."

He paused, but he still didn't say anything, he just said seriously: "But there's something wrong here, you have to go back to the valley with me to recuperate, you can't mess around with your body anymore."

Xuan Qing nodded helplessly, "I don't know what's going on outside yet, if there's nothing serious, we'll go back after Wuying recuperates for a few days."

Jiang Qimo looked at the sleeping man lying on the bed, and thought of the thrilling scene just now, he couldn't help but frowned, and snorted coldly, "What's going on outside? You found a cure for the epidemic and saved so many people. It's fine if you don't hold you up as a sacrifice, why would someone want to kill you?"

Xuan Qing shook his head to express his ignorance, but he guessed that it was also a means of Wanyanshu.

He suddenly thought of something, and instructed: "By the way, Wuku has given up his precepts and returned to vulgarity. Now he is the Seventh Prince Wanyan Fusheng. Please don't talk too much about this matter."

Jiang Qimo was taken aback, thinking of how the other party hurriedly chased him out that day, he had some guesses in his heart.But he didn't have much communication with Wuku himself, he didn't care at all, and naturally he didn't bother to bring it up.

He was just worried that Xuan Qing would be sad if he suddenly lost a disciple.

……

The noise outside made it into the middle of the night, and Xuan Qing and Jiang Qimo stayed silent and held candles to talk at night without resting.

It wasn't until it was dawn that the big tent was opened, and Wanyan Fusheng and Wanyan Banquite walked in one after the other. The two of them were covered in dust and blood, and their bodies were still covered with blood and mud.

Xuan Qing hurried over, "What's going on?"

Wanyan Fusheng's eyes were shining brightly at this time, his eyes were burning, "It's okay, it's okay again."

It turned out that Wanyan Shu's subordinates were ambushing outside the banquet, probably wanting to get rid of Xuanqing, but they were caught off guard by Wanyan Fusheng.

During the chaotic battle, an arrow was shot at Wanyan Lie, and that arrow was obviously from the Wanyan technique.

Wanyan Banqin also produced evidence, pointing out that the epidemic was actually caused by Wanyan Shu, and he had already planned to do something wrong.

Wanyanlie was seriously injured, and the Wanyan surgery was over.

Wanyan Fusheng is now the sole heir.

Xuan Qing didn't know how to react to this result.Happy for Wanyan Fusheng?Or sigh for the royal family vying for power?

Xuan Qing could only chant the Buddha's name, no matter how Wanyan Shu plotted, he would not kill Wanyan Lie in full view, Wanyan's half-covered eyes were as if separated by a layer of fog, and he felt that all this was probably She calculated it.

"Since that's the case, everything has settled and Wuying has been found, so we should leave too." Xuan Qing bid farewell in a warm voice.

Wanyan Fusheng's eyebrows moved, but he didn't speak. He knew that Xuanqing was going back to the Southern Dynasty, and he couldn't do anything to force him to stay.But the bottom of my heart is still reluctant.

Wanyan paused half-covered, and said naturally: "Master Xuanqing's disciples are injured, why don't you rest here, and don't have to leave in such a hurry."

Before Xuanqing could speak, Jiang Qimo said coldly: "No, I'll make him alive and kicking within two days. Why, it's not enough to arrest Xuanqing, but we have to be locked up together?"

Wanyan Banqin's heart tightened, and he clenched his fists.

Wanyan Fusheng frowned. Although he was not familiar with Jiang Qimo, he knew that he was indifferent and rarely showed such obvious disgust. Besides, what did you mean by arresting Xuanqing?

After a pause, Wanyan Fusheng explained lightly: "Master Jiang must have misunderstood something, this time it was Fourth Sister who saved Master."

Jiang Qimo originally didn't plan to say more because of Xuan Qing's words, but now why does he think this guy is so stupid?He sneered and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Really? You..."

It's just that Xuan Qing interrupted him, "Your Highness Fourth is also right, Wu Ying's injury is still not healed, we can wait a few more days for our departure."

He had a smile on his face, his face was half covered, thinking about the thing that he threatened the other party to promise that he would not disclose it to Fu Sheng, he couldn't help but move slightly.

Jiang Qimo also thought about agreeing to Xuan Qing, so he stopped talking, and his expression became more indifferent.

Wanyan Fusheng seemed to be aware of it, he glanced at Wanyan who was half covered, lowered his eyes and his eyes were dark.

……

Xuanqing and Jiang Qimo were with Wuying's injuries, and after a few days of recuperation, he was able to move freely, as long as the wounds were not opened by strenuous exercise, there would be no problem.

Knowing that Wanyan Fusheng has returned to vulgarity, he has a calm face, but in his heart he couldn't agree more.He didn't even want to stay longer for a day, so he wanted to go back with Xuan Qing.

The two of Wanyan Fusheng are very busy during this time, and they have to do the finishing work after the dinner.

Xuanqing went to see the King of Northern Xinjiang once, he seemed to have aged ten years overnight, his heart and lungs were injured by arrows, and he would not live long.

He also went to visit Yanzong Huiwan. The tomato seedlings had grown lush green and he took good care of them.Knowing that Xuan Qing was leaving, he sat on one side of the wheelchair, watering with a small wooden ladle.His expression was cold, and he didn't speak again.

He knew the parting, and they probably would never see each other again.

Wanyanzong didn't even look at him, Xuanqing sighed, and put a book aside before leaving.

After the people left, Wanyan Zong pushed the wheelchair over in a daze and picked up the book.

"Clear Heart Sutra", the familiar handwriting in it is a Buddhist scripture written by Xuanqing himself.

Before leaving, Xuanqing handed over the medical books written during this period to Mu Yixin and asked him to study them carefully.

After arranging everything, his final task of handing down the Buddha's light will wait for time to verify.

……

Decades later, northern Xinjiang, which had never believed in religion, formed a brand-new Buddhism that was different from the Southern Dynasties and Western Yi.Wanyanzong is the founder of Buddhism in northern Xinjiang, and the "Qingxin Sutra" is a must-remember doctrine.

But this missionary book was written by Master Xuanqing of the Southern Dynasty.

And the "Qihuang Medical Classic" left by him, as the treasure of northern Xinjiang, has saved countless people.

Even in northern Xinjiang, there are Buddha statues built for Xuanqing.

……

On the day of leaving, Wanyan Fusheng prepared a comfortable carriage for them, and personally sent Xuanqing to the border all the way.

Wanyan half-quilted just stood in front of the big tent and watched people go away from a distance.

She still held a bottle of ointment in her hand, which was given to her by Xuan Qing before she left.It is said that if you insist on applying the medicine sooner or later, the scars on your face will fade.

There was a complicated look in her eyes, and she unconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek.

On the other side, a group of people walked for almost a day and a night, and they were about to reach the border of the Southern Dynasty, Wanyan Fusheng could no longer see him off.

He stopped his horse and said suddenly, "Master, to this day, I still only want to practice by your side."

Xuan Qing was stunned, thinking what do you mean?Well, you are not the king of Northern Xinjiang, you want to go back with me to be a monk?

Before he could open his mouth, Yan Fusheng said again in a deep voice: "But I also understand that only with power in hand can we protect the people we want to protect."

Wanyan Fusheng clenched his fists, he settled everything, there is still one last step left, he can't fall short.

...Master, I will come back to you.

He took a deep look at Xuanqing for the last time, then turned around and left with a whip.

Xuan Qing kept clasping his hands together, his brows light.

After going round and round, Wanyan Fusheng went back to be the king.But at the moment, it seems that he doesn't have as much hatred as before, so it shouldn't be possible to launch a war to burn people...

Thinking of this, Xuanqing couldn't help but smile with relief—as long as the system doesn't let him return the [-] merit points he received as an apprentice.

Wuying opened the sedan chair curtain, seeing that Xuanqing was still watching the direction Wanyan Fusheng was leaving in a daze, he couldn't help but look slightly gloomy.For the first time, there was a surge of emotion in the eyes that were always indifferent to expressionless.

……

On the way back, Xuan Qing sent a letter to Xuan Yuan, telling him that he was fine and not to worry.

Then Jiang Qimo drove the carriage, and the three of them rushed all the way to Medicine Valley.

It's just that Xuanqing is destined to follow Jiang Qimo and never go back to his Medicine Valley.

Halfway through their journey, they received a reply letter from Xuan Yuan telling them to rush to the capital immediately.

The Longevity Festival is approaching, and the Holy One summons Master Xuanqing of Qingchan Temple to give lectures in Beijing.