Red Heart Survey

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

The battle between the two real people in the world caused the changes in the clouds and sky, and stirred up the mighty river.

And Jiang Wang flew, flew, and flew desperately.

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

The battlefield behind him roared.

That roar was questioning his Dao heart.

He saw Kujue's injury, and knew that Lao Hewei might not necessarily be Zhuang Gaoxian's opponent.

Kujue has such a bragging and inflated personality, but private voice transmission tells him to escape first, which undoubtedly shows that he is unable to do what he wants.

The yellow-faced old monk who is domineering in Xuankong Temple no longer cares about bragging, and must face the reality, which shows how bad the situation is.

This feeling of being reduced to a burden made the proud Jiang Wang feel ashamed and painful.

But he could only run away without looking back.

The only thing he can do to help the suffering is to get out of the way.

still too weak...

Still too weak!

He flew desperately, flying at the limit speed of his physical body.

Only the pain in that extreme state can relieve his heart a little.

The sound of the battle gradually faded away, and the aura that shook the world gradually disappeared.

Jiang Wang didn't know how long he had been running away, he only knew that he was running and had to run away.

The long distance was spanned by the physical body, and when he finally stopped, Shino was alone. He was landing on a barren mountain, and Tianmayuan, which he regarded as a safe place at first, had already been crossed by him.

When he ran for his life, he didn't pay attention to the route, only a general judgment. I don't know if this is in the territory of the Wei country or the Wo country. Weiguo is a little further south, and Woguo is a little northerly.

Or the two countries are not next to each other.

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

Run away for too long.

He has been on the run since outside Xin'an City. Between the Water Mansion and the Devil's Nest, walking back and forth on the edge of life and death. After finally cutting out the light in endless despair, Zhuang Chengqian was extinguished, but faced with the collapse of the Demon Cave, a new round of hunting still had to be ushered in.

By this time, it was already dark.

The sky is full of stars hanging high.

Jiang Wang sat alone on the top of the mountain, with his legs crossed in a regular manner, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, and staring blankly at the starry sky.

He once told An An that his father was one of the stars, hanging in the sky, watching them.

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

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

He hadn't expected any luck, hadn't counted on anyone.

But the pain still came.

After being repeatedly rejected by him as an apprentice, he still came all the way.

One bite at a time "as a teacher" appears.

At the moment of life and death, the back that stood in front of him was not tall, but it gave him a sense of security that he had not seen for a long time.

He felt himself being protected by others. There were also people who sheltered him from the wind and rain.

The Dao element in the body is unsustainable, and can no longer support the flight at the limit speed.

But that's not why he stopped.

After such a long time, there is no need to escape.

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

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

He sits here, waiting for a result.

An unlikely result - if, if nothing happened to the old monk Kujue, he would be able to find Jiang Wang. It was as if he had sensed Jiang Wang's danger from thousands of miles away.

This wait is all night.

Without closing his eyes, he held the long sword tightly all night.

Perhaps only Jiang Wang knew how long this night was.

Watching the sky slowly filled with stars, and watching them dim one by one, watching how the deep darkness rolls across the sky, like the tide receding, and then the sun rises, and the sky and the earth are bright.

It was dawn, and my heart sank.

The world is so bright and I'm all alone.

Jiang Wang didn't speak, but stood up silently, brushed off the morning mist, and waited all night.

He was always determined, never strong.

He roughly identified the direction and decided which way he should go.

Just took a step--

Boom!

A figure fell from the sky, smashed in front of him, and hit the ground roughly, making a loud noise.

The one curled up in pain was a thin yellow-faced old monk.

It's suffering!

Jiang Wang held down the long sword and looked into the distance, but did not find Zhuang Gaoxian's figure, so he lowered his body to observe the situation of the old monk Kujue.

He closed his eyes tightly, curled up into a ball, clenched his teeth, and his face was pale. Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his breathing was already very weak.

It seemed that he had exhausted his last remaining strength before escaping to Jiang Wang.

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

He has always been wary of Kujue, since the first time the old monk in Qingyang Town met uninvited, he has been wary. It's not that he doesn't trust the world from birth, but that many people have taught him the principle of "defense against others is indispensable".

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

He is unwilling to apprentice, let alone trust him.

From his practice until now, the only master he has truly recognized is Dong A. And Dong A trampled his trust and reliance into the dust.

In Xin'an City, there is a life-and-death decision, and the fate of master and apprentice in this life has been broken.

Before and after, he never thought about whom to worship as his teacher.

He asked himself that he and Ku Jue didn't have any deep feelings, and neither of them had really gotten along for a long time. They never really got to know each other either. Every time we meet, you chase after me. He never thought that Kujue would really take him as his own.

It's just a verbal talk, how can it be taken seriously?

But he didn't expect that when he was really in danger. It was Kujue who traveled thousands of miles, dragging his wounded body after the war, to block Zhuang Gaoxian for him.

Fight bloody battles for him on the long river.

Jiang Wang is not a heartless person, he has no way not to be moved, no way not to 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 that he couldn't even grasp the specific injury, and he didn't know how to start.

The healing techniques of his three-legged cats have no effect on himself, let alone heal real people.

He was full of frustration.

"Hmm..." Ku Jue's eyelids slightly lifted, and at this moment, he opened his weak eyes.

He looked at Jiang Wang, his voice was no longer as rude as in the past, but flabbergasted——

"Jing Shen. As a teacher, I thought... I would never see you again."

Jiang Wang resisted the soreness at the tip of his nose, and held his thin hand: "Master Bitterness, you..."

His voice choked and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Alas..." Ku Jue looked at him sadly: "Before I die as a teacher, there is only one wish left unfulfilled."

"Master, tell me." Jiang Wang tried his best to suppress his emotions: "Do you... have any other wishes?"

He felt that the hand he was holding squeezed him weakly.

Kujue said in a nonchalant manner: "It's Jingshen...you haven't formally entered my sect, and as a teacher, you haven't been able...to personally shave you."

So much love!

Jiang Wang's heart was heavy, and he pursed his lips: "Master, I will remember your great love. But I can't lie to you... I have not solved my knot, and my long-term hatred has not disappeared. I can't get rid of the four things, and I can't escape into Buddhism."

Kujue struggled, exerted a little force on his hand, appeared weak and stubborn, and made people feel sad: "Buddhism is actually not that strict... Shave first, and then 'empty' later, it's okay..."

Jiang Wang is not a hard-hearted person. At this moment, no matter what Kujue asks, he will try his best to do it. However, his practice up to now has implemented his will and choices along the way.

He still doesn't know enough about the concept of Buddhism, let alone agree with it.

The more sincere a person is, the less he can deceive himself.

"Master." Jiang Wang endured his sadness and said: "Thank you for your wrong love. Jiang Wang can deceive himself, but how can he deceive you? Jiang Wang has concerns in his heart, and there is a way under his feet. It will not be long to take the road of Buddhism. Now I agree , and changed his mind in the future, how can I be worthy of you?"

With a stroke of his index finger, he cut off a strand of long hair: "Jiang Wang cut off this strand of hair, and made an oath on behalf of the head, and met the master. Although he cannot be shaved in this life, he has regarded the master as a relative. After the master left, Jiang Wang I hope you will take good care of the Xuankong Temple, so that the master will continue to burn incense and enjoy the golden body for a long time... ah!"

Some sincere words came to an end and came to an abrupt end.

He couldn't help crying out in pain.

Because a hard fist had hit his eye socket, knocking him to the ground cleanly.

Feeling bitter, a carp straightened up and jumped up.

"Cutting off your head, you bastard! Playing haircutting for the Buddha?"

While yelling and cursing, he punched Jiang Wang: "The Buddha has worked so hard to help you fight, and you don't even want to shave your head! Huh?"

"A person came here to kill? Huh? Assassinate the deputy prime minister? Enmity with a real person? Huh?"

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

"I'm almost dying as a teacher, you are still a master, a master, one master at a time! Huh?"

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

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

Kujue beat and scolded, scolded and beat, scolded heartily, beat violently like a storm.

Regarding Jiang Wang's refusal to be a teacher, he really felt a lot of resentment in his heart.

The last kick landed on Jiang Wang's butt, leaving a clear straw sandal print.

"Give me a good reflection on my teacher!"

Then he wiped away the fake blood at the corner of his mouth, patted the ashes on his body, cursed and rose from the ground, and then disappeared into the sky.

Jiang Wang, whose nose was bruised and swollen from the beating, turned over and lay flat on the ground, looking at the bright sky.

He grinned and smiled.

Silent at first, then louder and louder.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

He grinned more and more, and his smile became more and more carefree.

Finally, he tilted his head and fell asleep like this.

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

He is so tired.

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