People travel through the heavens, playing infinite roles

Chapter 35, Eyeless Mage

"Amitabha, I am not from a supernatural country. If you insist on counting, the little monk should be regarded as a Buddhist."

Chu Yun left the wall he was leaning against and stood up slowly, clasped his hands together, and faced the five people outside the cell with a smile on his face.

"Are you a Buddhist..."

The old monk outside the cell flicked the Buddhist beads in his hand, slowly opened his cloudy eyes, looked Chu Yun up and down, and then smiled kindly: "Would you like to be an old monk's disciple?"

"Yes!" Chu Yun answered simply, without any hesitation, almost blurting out.

"Don't think about it anymore?"

The old monk looked at Chu Yun with surprise in his eyes, he did not expect the other party to answer so simply.

Generally, if you take the initiative to accept an apprentice, the person you accept as an apprentice will think about it more or less.

Or directly ask what he can get from being your teacher, but Chu Yun is a bit different, and agrees directly.

This kind of situation is rare. The old monk was a little stunned at the time, but he still asked patiently. He was really more and more interested in the young monk in front of him.

Chu Yun shook his head: "As long as you can get out from here, then you don't have to think about it."

He can now see that this is the place where the Xuanwu Kingdom's assassin organization trains internal assassins.

The fate of an assassin is to die while killing, either you kill someone or someone kills you. This kind of killing profession is not suitable for improving the performance of [Wuxin].

Since it is not suitable, it is better to leave here as soon as possible, there is a chance to leave in front of you.

Such an opportunity is rare, so Chu Yun decided to seize it first.

"In that case, you can come out now."

The old monk nodded with a smile, and stretched out his finger to move forward a little.

In an instant, the prison door in front of Chu Yun was destroyed by a strong finger force, and the prison door was shattered.

After Chu Yun came out of the cell door, the old monk looked at the leader of the assassins and put his palms together with a smile on his face: "Amitabha, this old monk was eager to save the disciples and broke the door of the leader's cell. Don't blame the leader."

"It's just a prison door. My assassin organization is not short of this money."

The leader of the assassins smiled.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the momentum between the two emanated from their bodies, and they kept intertwining and confronting each other in the air.

In an instant, a gust of wind blew up in the entire prison, and the coercion generated by the confrontation between the two scattered in all directions.

Even though the two auras were not aimed at him, Chu Yun still had difficulty breathing under the pressure, and cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, not only him, but also the little monk next to him.

Both of them are still young, and they are the weakest among this group of people. Even the coercion produced by the confrontation between these two auras is difficult for them to bear.

At this moment, the old king of Xuanwu Kingdom stopped the two of them: "Enough."

The coercion came and went quickly. The moment the old king spoke, Chu Yun suddenly felt relieved, and the coercion on his shoulders disappeared.

Trying to adjust his shortness of breath, Chu Yun looked at the three people headed by the old king, and they started a new conversation.

The old king turned his head to look at Chu Yun's master, the old monk, and said with a smile, "Wuyou, it seems that you have already found your successor. I believe that in the near future, our Xuanwu Kingdom will give birth to two excellent guardians."

Wuyou is that after I first came to this world, I recognized this cheap master. His dharma name is Wuyou. Hearing this, Chu Yun came to a conclusion.

Wuyou nodded slightly: "I will definitely live up to your majesty's wishes."

"Ah."

The old king nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at the assassin leader on the other side: "I will take this child away."

"It's his blessing that the king likes him." The leader of the assassins expressed his loyalty.

"Okay, let's go, you can continue to select your assassin..."

The old king waved his hand and walked slowly out of the prison. Seeing this, Wuyou followed with his two apprentices.

"Congratulations to the king."

The assassin leader bowed his hands in the direction the old king was walking, his eyes under the mask were very gloomy, and a red light flashed through his eyes quickly.

……

Inside the imperial city of Xuanwu Kingdom, Bodhi Garden, after leaving the prison of the Assassins, Chu Yun followed the old monk Wuyou to come here.

The old monk Wuyou squatted down, and kindly reached out his hand to touch Chu Yun's bald head: "From today on, this is your home, and likewise, Xuanwu Kingdom is also your home."

"My dharma name is Wuyou. He is my first apprentice, and he will be your fellow disciple from now on. His dharma name is Wuyan."

With a kind smile, Wuyou pulled over the little monk whom he had met in the prison and introduced him to Chu Yun.

"Can't have no form, no form has a heart..."

After the introduction, Wuyou stood up slowly and chanted Buddhist words, thought for a while and lowered his head with a smile: "From today onwards, your dharma name is Wuxin."

[Increased unintentional impersonation to 20%]

After getting his dharma name, Chu Yun's acting speed increased to 20% in an instant

After taking the name of Chu Yun, Wuyou looked into the distance with his cloudy old eyes and said leisurely, "From today onwards, you two will be the new guardian envoys of Xuanwu Kingdom."

"It is your duty to protect the Xuanwu Kingdom. The two guardians are at the same level, regardless of priority or rank."

"Wuxin, Wuyan, do you understand?"

Chu Yun nodded lightly and gave an appropriate response, as did Wu Yan who was beside him.

"That's good……"

After getting the response from the two disciples, Wuyou showed a gratified smile on his face, glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and quickly noticed that the clothes Chu Yun was wearing were still the tattered civilian clothes he had worn when he was in the Assassin Organization.

Such tattered clothes, compared with the brocade clothes and satins on Wuyan's body next to him, are simply worlds different. They are also direct disciples, and they will all be the guardian envoys of the same status in the Xuanwu Kingdom in the future, so they can't treat anyone badly.

Thinking of this, Wuyou smiled and said: "Wuxin, the clothes on your body are torn, what kind of clothes do you want, I will ask someone to make them for you."

Chu Yun thought for a while, then said, "Moon-white monk's robe."

This is the standard equipment for the evil monk [Wuxin] when he appears on the stage. With this costume, I believe his performance will improve a lot after wearing it.

He can now see that not only is the character template randomly generated in this system, but even after obtaining the character template, whether he can get the character's costume is random.

The last time I was lucky in the world of Ghost Blowing Lanterns, but with the standard clothing of my little brother, I am not so lucky this time.

Wuyou nodded, looked out of the door with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: "Did you hear that? Hurry up and make arrangements."

"Yes!"

A voice quickly sounded outside the door, and at the same time, a black shadow quickly flashed past.

"This is……"

There was doubt in Chu Yun's eyes.

Noticing the doubt in Chu Yun's eyes, Wuyou explained, "That's the secret guard of Xuanwu Kingdom."

(End of this chapter)