How could he not have the skills to protect himself? How could he be so easily injured?

I saw him standing there without moving at all, lowering his eyes and twisting the Buddhist beads in his hand, and silently chanting the Buddhist scriptures on his mouth.

When the wind blade that Chen Mengtian waved was about to touch him, it seemed like he had encountered some barrier and it was all dispersed.

At this moment, Master Yichen was covered with a golden light visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Chen Mengtian was unwilling to give up, and the fire of hell rose out of thin air in his hand. Just as the purple-blue flame became more and more intense, someone spoke out to stop him.

"Madam, stop!"

Shi Yi pulled the two little masters and had already stayed away from his wife. When he heard someone stopping him, he looked in the sound and saw an old monk wearing a red cassock.

Chen Mengtian naturally heard it. She turned to look at the old monk beside her, and the purple-blue flame in her hand was rising higher and higher.

Seeing this, Huizhi hurriedly said, "Madam, there is a reason why Xuanjue stayed in Dayin Temple for so many years. He has evil spirits on his body and often refuses to recognize his relatives. He kills like evil ghosts in hell. Master has been treating him for so many years. Xuanjue has encountered such evil magic. Only the true Buddhist scriptures can kill him."

Chen Mengtian did not make any attacks after hearing this, but did not put away the hell flames in his hand.

She turned and looked at Huizhi, "Don't say halfway. What kind of strange disease did my husband suffer from? Don't hide anything, otherwise I don't mind killing more. This Dayin Temple looks quite a bit small, and it would be a pity to ruin it."

When Huizhi heard the words in her words, her face instantly became a little frustrated.

He glanced at the master, and his eyes were still closed under the golden light. He immediately told Chen Mengtian everything about Xuanjue for so many years without caring about anything else.

...

On this side, Xuanjue and Qingyuan left for the direction of Dayin Temple.

Or to be precise, Qingyuan followed Xuanjue to Dayin Temple, and the other party took him away.

Halfway through, on a deserted path, Qingyuan finally realized something was wrong.

Senior Brother Xuanjue was walking in front of him very unsteadily and his steps became staggering. Seeing this, Qingyuan hurried forward to support him.

"puff……"

At this moment, Xuan Jue suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Qingyuan looked up and met a pair of ink-like eyes, with no trace of white eyes, and a little bright red on the middle of his eyebrows.

Such changes made Qingyuan clear that his senior brother was sick again.

He quickly took out the medicine in his arms, but found that the medicine was missing. Then he remembered that when he was in the restaurant, the bottle of medicine was taken away by Chen Mengtian.

He cursed softly, quickly threw the bag he carried on the ground, looked for new medicine from it, and soon found a white porcelain bottle.

A red pill came out from inside and quickly delivered it to Xuan Jue's mouth, "Senior brother, you should take the medicine quickly, it's fine after you finish the medicine."

Xuanjue was still a little rational, so he took Qingyuan's hand and ate the red medicine into his mouth and swallowed it.

After taking the medicine, Xuanjue meditated on the spot, put one hand in front of Yuexiong, twisted the Buddhist beads with the other hand, and silently recited the profound Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

A faint golden light soon emerged around him.

Under the golden light, Xuanjue's face quickly improved.

Seeing his changes like this, Qingyuan was very familiar with it. He knew that he was regulating the evil energy in his body and using Buddhist scriptures to drive away the evil energy.

There was no hope of continuing to rush on, Qingyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat there to rest.
Chapter completed!