Promise (2)

An abbot leaned down and touched the corpse twice.

"It's him. When he was chosen to enter the Zen Heart Court, I touched his bones."

"However, how did he become like this? His muscles and bones are all broken!"

The abbot looked at Xuan Mu's corpse that had already turned into paste and sighed.

"It's the Arhat Fist!"

"Gasp!"

Everyone could not help but gasp, their eyes filled with shock.

When did the Arhat Fist have such power?

…

After another hour, two elders walked out of the room in Hui Jue's courtyard.

Xuan Shui and the others, including Li Xuanxin, who had returned for half a day, immediately went forward.

"Uncle-Masters, how's Master?"

"Amitabha. Senior Hui Jue's life is not in danger. He only has some superficial injuries on his face and his chest ribs are broken. He will be fine after recuperating for a few days. We have already prepared herbs and ointment for him. Help him take and apply them on time."

"Thank you, Uncle-Masters."

"You're welcome."

The two monks left the small courtyard. The fellow disciples immediately entered the room.

Looking at the dispirited Hui Jue on the bed, everyone could not help but feel a little sad. The two senior brothers began to sob softly.

Another senior brother could not help but curse softly.

"Xuan Mu, who should be cut into pieces, is really ambitious. Master treats him so well, but he actually betrayed Master. He will definitely be torn into pieces, his soul will be destroyed, and his body and soul will perish for good!"

Hearing this, Hui Jue closed his eyes as tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

It was said that monks were indifferent to everything, but it was actually not the time to be sad.

After all… monks were also humans.

Li Xuanxin consoled, "Master, don't be sad. Everything is in the past. Just now, a disciple came to report that Xuan Mu is already dead."

Hui Jue remained silent.

"All of you can go back first. Master is in a low mood now. He needs to recuperate from his injuries. I'll watch tonight."

"Senior, let me watch Master."

"Senior Xuan Shui, let me do it. I didn't cultivate today. I'm energetic tonight and won't fall asleep."

…

The other senior brothers wanted to stay behind to guard it, but they were all dissuaded by Xuan Shui.

Xuan Shui was the Eldest Senior Brother, and he was right. Master Hui Jue indeed needed to recuperate now.

Li Xuanxin knew that he had a trauma to overcome. It was impossible to resolve it anytime soon, so he did not say anything and left the small courtyard.

However, he did not return to his residence directly. Instead, he headed to the forbidden land behind the mountain.

There were some things that he had to do.

After what happened just now, the defense of the back mountain was even stricter.

However, to an expert like Li Xuanxin, no matter how strict the defense was, it was useless.

With a thought, Li Xuanxin passed the guarding disciple and quietly arrived in front of the seal.

The Immovable Wisdom King Scripture was used. Thick Buddhist power surged into the seal like an endless river.

In the seal, the Blood Fiend Ancestor, who was meditating to accumulate strength, did not expect someone to suddenly attack. Caught off guard, he was sent flying.

Boom—!

With a loud sound, the sealed Blood Fiend Ancestor roared.

"Bastard! Who is it?"

However, another attack responded!

Then came the third, fourth, fifth…

The attacks were endless, causing the Blood Fiend Ancestor immense pain.

He wanted to resist, but this seal was a Buddhist seal. The Buddhist power outside could pour in, but the demonic power inside could not counterattack.

For a time, the Blood Fiend Ancestor became a living target!

"Ahhh… Get down if you have the guts. I'll definitely kill you!"

With that, another Buddhist light struck his face, causing his Essence Soul to change shape.

At this point, the Buddhist light formed Li Xuanxin's appearance.

He stood under the seal with his hands behind his back. His body shone with golden light like a true Buddha.

The Blood Fiend Ancestor got up in a sorry state and narrowed his eyes at Li Xuanxin.

"Why did you hit me?"

"Because you deserve it."

"Is it because of Xuan Mu?"

"I'm not interested in Xuan Mu, but you almost killed my master."

The Blood Fiend Ancestor clenched his fists.

"A few days ago, that sudden increase in Buddhist power caused me to be unable to break through the seal. Was it also because of you?"

"That's right!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Blood Fiend Ancestor was so angry that he said 'good' three times!

"Just you wait. When I go out, the first person I kill will be you."

"Then you have to come first!"

"Hahaha… Interesting, really interesting! I'll definitely take your head in three months."

"I'll wait."

The Buddhist light shook and Li Xuanxin's figure began to dissipate.

The Blood Fiend Ancestor spat.

"In a few days, the disciples of the Three Deities Sect should be done with making the Blood Bodhi! I'm about to leave!"

…

In the next few days, Li Xuanxin did not leave. His master was in a bad mood and he was worried.

On the sixth day, Hui Jue finally came out of his hut with a walking stick and basked under the roof.

One side of his temple and arm were wrapped in a bandage. Li Xuanxin, who had just arrived at the courtyard, felt a sense of familiarity.

He was like a bad old man who liked to collect eyes in an anime in his previous life.

"Are you feeling better?"

Li Xuanxin sat beside his master and helped Old Monk Hui Jue adjust his bandage.

Old Monk Hui Jue looked much more haggard, but his eyes were not as dark as before. Clearly, he had thought things through.

"I've already told Senior Brother Abbot to let the few of you become disciples of my other fellow disciples."

"You don't have to be in a hurry to reject me. I didn't judge my disciple clearly and caused the deaths of all the disciples. I can't escape the responsibility."

"In the next three years, I will recite scriptures and recite Buddhist scriptures at the back of the mountain to pray for the dead disciples. I can no longer teach you anything."

"Three years? Just nice. I'm going out to travel and will leave for three years. When I return, you can come out of seclusion and teach me again."

Old Monk Hui Jue was stunned and lowered his head.

"Why? A stupid master like me is not worthy of teaching you."

"In that case, since I didn't manage to cultivate for five years, wouldn't I be a stupid disciple? A stupid disciple and a stupid master are a perfect match."

Old Monk Hui Jue was amused.

"You brat."

However, as he smiled, his eyes turned red and he began to nag again.

"The people of the martial world are sinister. Don't trust others easily…"

"Try not to travel at night. At night, the Yin Qi is dense and demons and ghosts will come out of their cages…"

"Try your best to take the main road when going out. It's best if there are people accompanying you…"

"When encountering powerful demons, one has to know to run and not foolishly go up and fight…"

"Wear thicker clothes when it's cold…"

"If you miss home, come back early…"

Li Xuanxin was completely relieved. He was most afraid that the old monk would take things too hard. After all, he had suffered such a huge blow.

Now that he saw the old monk thinking about him, Lin Xuanxin knew he would not do anything stupid.

"Alright, I'm not a child. I'm leaving."

"What are you panicking for? I'll get your Eldest Senior Brother to cook some vegetarian food and send you off at noon."

"No, I didn't tell my senior brothers. It's sad to leave. If everyone cries, I won't be able to bear to leave."

"You brat!"

Hui Jue scolded with a smile. Then, he retracted his smile and said seriously, "In three years, you must return in time. At that time, the Diamond Monastery's Master Zhi Shan will go to the Shaolin Temple, the Bodhi Temple, and come to our Spirit Platform Temple to discuss Buddhist Dharma."

"He is an expert above the Firmament Realm. He has cultivated for hundreds of years and has a deep cultivation. It is said that he has more than three thousand years of cultivation base!"

"This Buddhist Discussion is rare in a hundred years. It is a great opportunity for the Buddhist disciples. If you watch, you may be able to obtain some rare insights."

"Although it's impossible for you to enter the Zen Heart Court, it's still good to increase your cultivation."

"A Firmament Realm expert? I understand."

Li Xuanxin stood up and left. When he reached the door, he suddenly paused.

"Master."

"Yes?"

"Do you especially like the Zen Heart Court?"

"Of course. When I joined Spirit Platform Temple, my goal was to enter the Zen Heart Court. It's just that my potential is too poor and my standard is not high enough."

Therefore, he could only settle for the next best thing and want to nurture a disciple.

"However, from the looks of it, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until your next life."

At this point, the darkness and emptiness appeared in Hui Jue's eyes again. There was no hope.

"I see… Then, when I return in three years, Master, help me register for the Zen Heart Court."