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Chapter 180

After that, Master Leran also accompanied Liu Pingsheng to visit some of the families of the deceased and thoroughly understood the cause of the bloody battle in Beimang Mountain.

She was very disappointed with Wulin and hoped that Wulin could cheer up again.

She agreed to convene a martial arts conference and reelected respected people to serve as the leader of the martial arts world, and revitalize the martial arts world from then on.

So, she set out to return to Hengshan these few days, and happened to meet Fu Ying, who fainted not far from Beizhou City.

So, she and her disciples raised Fu Ying. Because Fu Ying's face was scratched, she could not confirm that it was Fu Ying for a moment, so she had to carry Fu Ying back to Hengshan before talking.

Along the way, she not only cared for Fu Ying, but also treated Fu Ying's illness and healed Fu Ying's injuries.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

When Fu Ying was asked by Master Leran, she cried sadly, and she burst into tears in an instant, and she burst into tears again, feeling extremely sad.

Master Leran reached out and gently stroked Fu Ying's back, and said softly: "Child, you shouldn't have any pot that you don't open and put salt into your wounds. Well, don't cry. Take care of your body first. There are justices in the world, and there are gods three feet above your head. All grudges and grudges will always have a reasonable ending."

Fu Ying was shocked, and the crying stopped. He wiped his tears and said, "Master, I want to cut my hair into nun, I will take you as a teacher! Please take in the face of your parents at home."

She was crying and reached out to pull Master Leran's black robe.

She still had to struggle to turn over and kowtow to Master Leran.

Master Leran didn’t know the reason, but when he saw Fu Ying’s pain and depression, Fu Ying’s injury and pain.

She held Fu Ying down and said softly: "Good boy, go up the mountain first, and then talk about it when you get to the nunnery. Now, the most important thing is to take care of your injuries. Once your health is well, everything will be easy to solve."

Fu Ying nodded in tears and felt a little more uncomfortable.

Master Leran helped her lie down.

The nuns lifted her and left.

Suddenly there was no sunshine.

Fu Ying wiped her tears, lay on her back, looking up, and found that what she looked at was already touching the blue sky.

The water flows here long and dingdong turns into a song.

At this moment, she was like being in the palace of the Nine Heavens, like a dream of flying clouds.

Master Mingran is very skilled in martial arts, and all the female nuns are all martial arts practitioners. Several female nuns carry Fu Ying, which makes them very relaxed.

They soon arrived at the Hanging Temple.

The Hanging Temple was built in 491 AD and is about 60 meters high from the ground. The Sanjia Temple at the highest point is ninety meters above the ground.

In this way, the entire temple is loaded with a dangerous cliff, facing a deep valley, backed by a rock and niche, and the temple gate faces south.

The Hanging Temple is a wooden frame structure, with a clever support of rocks, with beams and columns integrated up and down, and the corridors and railings are closely linked to the left and right.

Under the care and care of the nuns, Fu Ying was going to take care of her for several days, and her body gradually recovered, and the scars on her face disappeared due to the fall of the old skin.

New skin grows, tender and smooth.

Early that morning, she got up and looked in the mirror to dress up. When she saw her face recovering, she was much smoother and more beautiful than before, and she couldn't help but feel excited.

She took her sword and walked to the cliffs of Cuiping Peak on the west side of Jinlong Gorge, facing Hengshan, and immediately felt refreshed.

Master Leran quietly came to her side and asked with a smile: "Child, are you still a monk and a nun now?"

Fu Ying blushed and said shyly: "I will consider it again."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Master Leran laughed heartily.

Fu Ying was even more shy, blushed and lowered her head to make clothes.

(End of this chapter)
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