Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 744

  Real people are all beginning to grasp the existence of the essence of heaven and earth, and every gesture is a manifestation of the rules of heaven and earth.

  The battle between the two real people in the world changed thousands of miles and the sky, and the mighty river was also agitated.

   And Jiang Wang flies fast, flies fast, and flies desperately.

  He tried to make himself faster and get out of the battlefield faster.

  The battlefield behind him is roaring.

  The roar was asking his Dao Xin.

  He saw the injury of Kujue, knowing that Lao He is not yet Zhuang Gaoxian's opponent.

   Kujue's so bragging, so swollen character, but secretly transmitted his voice to let him escape first, which undoubtedly shows that he is unable to do so.

  The yellow-faced old monks who dominate the Xuankong Temple can no longer care about bragging. They must face the reality, which shows the terrible situation.

  This kind of cumbersome feeling made Jiang Wang, who was proud of his heart, feel shame and pain.

  But he can only run away without looking back.

  The only thing he can help with suffering is to roll farther away.

   is still too weak...

   is still too weak!

  He flies desperately, flying at the limit speed of his physical load.

  The pain in that extreme state can comfort his heart a little.

  The sound of fighting gradually faded away, and the aura that shook the heavens and the earth gradually disappeared.

  Jiang Wang didn’t know how long he had escaped. He only knew that he was running and had to flee.

  The long distance was spanned by the flesh, and when he finally stopped, Shino was alone. He was landing on a barren mountain, and he had already crossed Tianmayuan, the first place he saw as a safe place.

  He didn't pay attention to the route when he fleeed desperately, only general judgment. I don't know if this is in the Patriotic State or in the Wo State. A little bit south of Weiguo, a little bit north of Wo country.

  Or the two countries are not next to each other.

  This barren mountain is very cold and silent, except for the few flying birds that startled him when he landed, there was no other movement.

   escaped for too long.

  From outside Xin'an City, he has been on the run. Between the water house and the magic cave, walking back and forth on the edge of life and death. After finally cutting out the light in endless despair, extinguishing Zhuang Chengqian, but facing the collapse of the magic cave, we still have to usher in a new round of pursuit.

  Fleeing to this time, the sky was already dark.

  The sky is full of stars hanging high.

  Jiang Wang sat on the top of the mountain alone, cross-legged in a regular manner, holding the long sword in his hand, and staring at the stars in a daze.

  He once told An An that his father is one of the stars, hanging in the sky, looking at them.

  While comforting his sister, he also hoped that it was true.

  Actually, he never thought that Kujue would come to save him.

  He never expected any luck, never counted on anyone.

  But the bitterness still came.

  After being rejected by him many times, he still came not far away.

  A "teacher" appeared one by one.

  At the moment of life and death, the back standing in front of him is not tall, but he has been missing for a long time, giving him a sense of security.

  He felt that he was also sheltered. Some people shelter him from wind and rain.

  Dao Yuan in his body is unsustainable and can no longer support the flight at the limit speed.

  But this is not why he stopped.

  After so long, there is no need to escape.

  If Zhuang Gaoxian wanted to catch up, he would have caught up long ago.

   Either suffering stopped him, or he chose to give up. In short, the threat from Zhuang Gaoxian has not been considered for the time being.

  He is sitting here, waiting for a result.

  An outcome that may not be possible--if, if there is no accident with the old monk Kujue, he will be able to find Jiang Wang. Just as he traveled all the way, sensing the danger of Jiang Wang.

  This is all night.

  I didn't close my eyes and held the sword all night.

  How long this night is, perhaps only Jiang Wang knows.

  Looking at the sky slowly filled with stars, watching them dimming one by one, watching how the deep dark color rolls over the sky, like the ocean tide receding, and then the sun rises, and the sky and the earth are bright.

  It's dawn, and my heart sinks.

  The world is so bright, and I am alone.

   Jiang Wang did not speak, but stood up silently, brushing away the morning fog, and waiting all night.

  He has always been firm, has never been strong.

  He probably recognized the direction and decided which way he should go.

  Just taking a step——

  Boom!

  A figure fell from the sky, slammed in front of him, and violently hit the ground with a loud noise.

  The one who curled up in pain was an old monk with a thin yellow face.

   is suffering!

  Jiang Wang held down the long sword and looked at the distance. He did not find Zhuang Gaoxian's figure. He then lowered his body to observe the situation of the old monk Kujue.

  I saw him close his eyes tightly, curled into a ball, his teeth clenched, and his face pale. There was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was very weak.

  It seemed that he had exhausted the last bit of energy before escaping to Jiang Wang.

   "You..." Jiang Wang let go of the sword and reached out to support his thin shoulders, his voice trembled uncontrollably, "How are you?"

  He has always been wary of Kujue, since the first uninvited meeting of the old monk in Qingyang Town, he was vigilant. It is not that he was born distrustful of this world, but that there are already many people who have taught him the principle of "guarding against others".

  The old monk repeatedly forced him to accept disciples, which actually made him very unhappy.

  He doesn't want to be a teacher, let alone trust him.

  Since his practice, the only master he has truly recognized is Dong A. And Dong A trampled his trust and dependence into the dust.

  In the life and death battle in Xin'an City, the fate of master and apprentice in this life has been broken.

  Before and after, he never thought about whom he would worship as a teacher.

  He asked himself that there is no deep relationship with Kujue, and neither of them really got along for long. Never really understood each other. You chase me every time I meet. He never thought that Kujue would really treat him as his own person.

  It's just verbal talk, how can you take it seriously?

  But did not expect that when he was really in danger. It was Kujue who was not far away, dragging his wounded body after the war, and blocking Zhuang Gaoxian for him.

  A **** battle for him on the long river.

  Jiang Wang is not a heartless person, he has no way not to be moved, no way to not feel guilty.

   "How are you?" he asked.

  He tried his best to recall the healing techniques he had mastered, but the Qi in Kujue's body was so disordered, he couldn't even grasp the specific injury, and he didn't know how to start.

  His treatment of three-legged cats has no effect on him, let alone heal real people.

  He was frustrated.

  "Um..." Kujue's eyelids lifted slightly, and at this moment, he opened his weak eyes.

  He looked at Jiang Wang, his voice was no longer the rude and rude of the past, but vain and feeble——

   "Deep deep. As a teacher, I thought... I will never see you again."

  Jiang Wang forced to endure the soreness of the tip of his nose, holding his thin hand: "Master Kujue, you..."

  His voice choked and couldn't speak.

   "Oh..." Kujue looked at him sadly: "Before he died as a teacher, there was only one wish left."

  "Master, you said." Jiang Wang tried his best to suppress his emotions: "Do you...what else do you want?"

  He felt that the hand he was holding tightened him slightly.

   Kujue Qiruosi said: "It's Jingshen you...have not formally entered our door wall, and failed for the teacher... personally shaved for you."

  Love is so heavy!

  Jiang Wang's heart is heavy, and he pursed his lips: "Master, I will remember your love. But I can't lie to you... My heart is unresolved, and my long hatred is still unsolved. I can't escape into the empty door."

  I was struggling, and I used a little force in my hand, and looked weak and stubborn. It was sad: "Buddha is actually not that strict...shaving first, and then ‘empty’, it’s okay..."

  Jiang Wang is not a hard-hearted person. At this moment, no matter what Kujue requires, he will try his best to do it. But so far, his cultivation has implemented his will and choices along the way.

  He still doesn’t know enough about Buddhism, let alone whether he agrees with it.

  The more sincere people are, the less able to deceive oneself.

"Master." Jiang Wang endured his sorrow and said: "Thanks to your wrong love. Jiang Wang can deceive himself, but how can he deceive you? Jiang Wang has concerns in his heart and has a path under his feet. It will not be long to take the Buddhist way. Now he has agreed , I will change my mind later, how can I be worthy of you?"

He swiped his index finger lightly and cut off a strand of long hair: "Jiang Wang cut off this strand of hair and swore with the master. Although he cannot shave in this life, he has regarded the master as a relative. After the master left, Jiang I hope I will be a good student to take care of the Xuankong Temple, so that the master will burn incense and enjoy the golden body for a long time... Ah!

  Some sincere words came to an abrupt end at the end.

  He couldn't help but exhale in pain.

  Because of a hard fist, it hit his eye sockets, and slammed him to the ground cleanly.

   Feeling bitterly, a carp hits hard and jumps up.

   "Cut you off your tortoise **** head! Give Lord Buddha a haircut?"

  He yelled at Jiang Wang and fisted together: "Father has worked so hard to help you, you can't bear to shave your head! Huh?"

   "A man came to kill? Huh? Assassinated the deputy? Enmity with the real person? Huh?"

   "The inner palace dares to provoke real people, isn't the outer building to pick the real monarch?"

   "You are dying as a teacher, you are still a master, a master, a master in one mouthful! Huh?"

  "After leaving for the teacher, take care of the Xuankong Temple? Huh? The Xuankong Temple still needs your care?"

   "Bah! Can go as a teacher? You can't go as a teacher if you leave!"

   Feeling bitterly beat and scold, scold and beat, a hearty scolding, a violent beating like a storm.

   Regarding Jiang Wang's unwillingness to apprehend his teacher, he really felt very grieving in his heart.

  Kicked Jiang Wang's buttocks for the last time, imprinting a clear straw shoe print.

  "I will reflect on it as a teacher!"

   Then he wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, patted the ashes on his body, scolded and rose from the ground, and disappeared to the horizon.

  Jian Wang, who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, turned over and lay flat on the ground, looking at the bright sky.

   grinned and smiled.

   is silent at first, then the sound gets louder and louder.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

  He grinned more and more open, and laughed more and more freely.

  At the end, the head crooked, and she fell asleep like this.

  From entering Xin'an City at night, until just now, there was no moment of relaxation.

  He is too tired.

  ……

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