The small courtyard is built with blue bricks, only half acre square, and the courtyard is in the middle of the shiny snow-covered courtyard, and a few red plum trees are blooming brightly.

Under the red plum tree, there was a monk in snow dressed in a snow-clothed manner, barefoot and pale. He had an overly fair face. He could not tell his age, but he was as bright as a girl. Plum blossoms fell on the shoulders of the snow, and he seemed to be sitting in a painting.

A pair of slender jade palms were stroking on a red-green seven-stringed lyre. Xu Yi finally calmed down. His ten fingers hooked Shang Yu. The melodious and ethereal sound of the piano came, like the stream flowing from the green peaks, gurgling, and like the wind passing by thousands of lush forests, clear and soft, making Xu Yi's restless thoughts gradually calm down.

The sound of the piano was settled, and the charming monk gently stroked the strings, "The layman is destined to be, and I have heard a mantra of my heart. I don't know how much restless and desires in my heart have been dissolved."

Xu Yi bowed and said, "The master's piano sound is clear and wonderful, just like listening to the fairy music and ears are clear. He takes the liberty to visit, and hopes to let the sea be forgiven."

Xiong Kui said that Jiuru and others went to Beijing because the war between Tianfo Kingdom and Naiman Kingdom was defeated. The Emperor of Dayue was lustful and Xia Zimo was detained. It was determined that Jiuru wanted to present Xia Zimo to the Emperor of Dayue.

What this statement is logical is not certain. Moreover, because of Chen, he naturally has a close feeling for Tianchan Temple.

Just now, I was just thrusting my mind and feeling ashamed.

The beautiful monk in the snow-clothed clothes said, "It's okay, meeting is fate. I wonder what the layman is coming here?"

Xu Yi said, "I will not hide it from the master. I heard that an old friend is here, and I am very excited. I will meet you."

The beautiful monk in snow-clothed clothes, Ruqi Moe's eyebrows slightly opened, "I wonder if the layman has visited the northern part recently?"

Xu Yi didn't know what this question meant, but he was still respectful, "No!"

The beautiful monk in snow-clothed his sleeves gently, "I and my two disciples have lived in the north for a long time. The Zen temple has been closed for several years, but I have never seen a lay Buddhist. I am afraid that the old friend's statement is a misunderstanding."

Xu Yi frowned slightly, took out the shadow bead and put it in the palm force. The scene of Xia Zimo riding in the float appeared. He pointed to the person in the painting, "It is this woman, an old friend of the younger generation. My younger generation friends sent me a message. I personally saw this woman here, and I would like to ask the master to see her."

The beautiful monk in the snow-clothed monk said, "So that's the case. It seems that the layman really misunderstood. This woman is my second disciple. She has been with me since I was a child and has never shown anyone. Now I am following me to meet the Emperor of Dayue. This is the first time I went out in my life. I guess it is because my old friend and my inferior disciple are too similar. There are many people, and this is often the case. I am sorry that I can't help me."

Xu Yi's face changed slightly, and his favor for the Snow-clothed Monk fell rapidly.

He has the subtle perception, the knowledge and distinction between people, and the wonderful methods are unparalleled. Not to mention that Xia Zimo has not changed his appearance, even if he has changed his appearance, how could he escape his eyes?

The beautiful monk in the snow is a master of style, but he is telling lies with righteousness.

He forced himself to press his anxiety, "Dare you ask the master's name?"

The beautiful monk in snow-clothed hands clasped his hands together, "My name is Jiuru."

Xu Yi was secretly surprised. He heard Xiong Kui say that the tribute envoy of the Heavenly Buddha Kingdom led the team to Master Jiuru, but he never thought that this beautiful and charming monk was Jiuru.

The mentor in his heart, Li Chen, was in his age. Since Jiuru was his teacher, at least an old man in his sixties, he did not expect that he was such a bright middle-aged monk.

When he heard it was Jiuru, Xu Yi was so cold and hard on his face that he clasped his fists and said, "I have seen Master Jiuru, but I can't hide it from it. I have a master-disciple relationship with Master Chen. In this way, Master Jiuru and I have a great relationship. In addition, I know many noble people in this Shenjing. If the master really has something to entrust to the court, I can make a move on my behalf, and I will definitely ask the master to do what I want."

What he said was obscure, but he clearly stated two meanings.

1. I and you, Jiuru, are friends with old friends and family members, and there is no need to play with me.

2. I probably know something about what you are doing in Shenjing. If you need it, I can explain it directly. I can do it on my behalf, and there is no need to use deceitful means.

Xu Yi was confident that with Jiuru's wisdom, he should be able to understand the mid-tone of his speech.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a green shadow rushed out of the wing room on the west side. Before the figure could be decided, he shouted first, "That thief, Lechen, has even passed down his evil veins. Knowing that Master is here, the evil disciple of the country has not yet come forward to collect the crime."

His figure was settled, but he was a strong young man in blue clothes and barefoot.

Xu Yi's eyes suddenly became cold, "Your Majesty is in good faith. If you humiliate your family teacher again, don't blame me for being rude."

If it weren't for the fact that before Lechen died, he would have repeatedly asked him to send the Yinji Pearl to Tianchan Temple. It was obviously the kindness of Master Ji Nian, and Xu Yi would immediately turn his back on him.

“You’re welcome again…”

"Bichen stops!"

Jiuru stopped drinking in time, because he had a move with Xu Yi. He was deeply afraid of Xu Yi's ability. If it weren't for this, how could he always be entangled with Xu Yi with words?

After shouting Beichen, Jiuru sighed and said slowly, "Although my bad disciple is a foreign country, I always regard him as a child. If you try to make a mistake after walking, it will be difficult to turn back. I don't know where the person is now?"

Xu Yi narrowed his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Lichen has passed away, so he left his last wish and asked me to send the Yinji Pearl to Tianchan Temple. Since I met the master here, I would return the things to the original owner, which would be considered as fulfilling Master Chen's last wish."

After saying that, the Yinji Bead is now in his palm and handed it to Jiuru.

The Yin-Dire Bead is also a strange helper for him. There is no such thing. In this world of Dayue’s cultivation with strict barriers, it is impossible for him to practice the two magical skills of the Invincible Golden Body and the Star Movement and Fighting.

Without these two great magical skills, he did not have the energy to participate in many battles when he formed a fetus.

Although it was a Qibao, he never thought of violating the will of Chen.

No matter how Jiuru and Beichen look at Chen, when he is about to die, he will always be thinking about his master.

Xu Yi was greatly favored by the world, and he was even more unwilling to disobey his wishes, which made him uneasy.

Having said that, in his current practice situation, the function of the cathode bead has basically been drawn.

The reason is very simple. If you use the Yin-Dire Bead to practice, you must capture the Yin-Dire Spirit.

When he practiced to his current state, it was useless to use the ghosts of the Soul-Slaying Ancestor, except for the ghosts of the Soul-Slaying Ancestor, but because he didn't need any martial arts at all, he had to hit the Soul-Slaying Ambition with all his strength.

Beichen jumped like a monkey, stretched out his hand to pick the Yin-Dire Bead away, his eyes shining brightly, suddenly, he glared at Xu Yi and shouted, "Good thief, this bead has been used. How can you use such an evil thing? I will see that I will eliminate this monster in the world."

Before he finished speaking, his left palm swung rapidly in the air, and a large hand seal formed by evil spirits appeared in the air, wrapped in a strong sonic boom, and slapped Xu Yi violently.

Xu Yi's mouth was cold, his left palm grabbed it quickly, the star-moving tide turned and activated, the big hand seal dissipated in the air, leaving only the strong wind in the hall, blowing cold plums.

"Master Jiuru also regards this pearl as an evil thing?"
Chapter completed!