Bai Ningyuan was stunned by Du Xiaoli's cousin. Although he knew Du Xiaoli was his cousin early in the morning, he still felt a little surprised when he really heard her call himself.

But now he didn't have time to talk to Du Xiaoli about the family and said, "well, if you help, you can certainly study the antidote earlier."

"Xia yuan, you should pay attention to the situation of the fire Valley master here and inform us immediately if there is anything." Du Xiaoli said.

"Yes, master." Xia yuan nodded.

Han Mingyi picked up Du Xiaoli and followed Bai Ning out of the room. Seeing him pick up the blood basin outside, he didn't frown.

"Amitabha, I'll go back to the meditation room first." Abbot Jing said, "if you need anything, benefactor, send someone to find me again."

"Please, master." Bai Ningyuan said respectfully.

"Amitabha." Abbot Jing said a Zen word and left.

Bai Ningyuan took Du Xiaoli to the next room and said, "here are the equipment I asked them to send in the evening. It may be different from yours, but it may also be useful."

The next day, Yingge and they also came and brought Meng Jiangzhuo's words.

The water family members returned to the city early in the morning. They guessed that Du Xiaoli should be busy, so they didn't come to say goodbye and asked her to contact her after returning to the city.

Following Yingge, they also came Huiming, the old disrespectful guy.

He wanted to come last night, but he stayed because he was worried about Zhao Zhen. After all, the archer didn't catch him, and his bodyguard didn't come back.

I thought the bodyguard would come back first this morning. Unexpectedly, Geng Shouxin came.

But whether it's the bodyguard or Geng Shouxin, in short, if someone comes to protect Zhao Zhen, he can get away.

The excuse he made was that it was time to discuss Buddhism with Abbot Ying Jing, but Zhao Zhen knew what he was thinking at the sight of his small eyes.

"Master, Curiosity Kills the cat."

"If there is a cat, I'll catch it and eat it first." Huiming said so and left, leaving a room of petrified people.

Geng Shou stared at Huiming leaving and said, "Hou ye, this is your master?"

Zhao Zhen was also speechless to Huiming, but she nodded and said, "yes, that's the old guy."

Although Zhao Zhen has some helplessness, there is still a strong doting in his words.

If you want to ask who he cares about most in the world, it must be the old guy Huiming.

When Huiming came to Guanghan temple, he went around the small yard and went directly to find Fujing.

"I said, elder martial brother Chen Jing, isn't that old guy in your small yard?" Huiming asked directly when he saw Abbot Chen Jing.

"Junior brother Huiming, that's the fire Valley master, not an old guy." He Jing opened his eyes and looked at Huiming helplessly.

"Oh, almost!" Huiming said. "Isn't that old guy very good? How can he spread it? Is he going to die?"

"Younger martial brother Huiming, monks can't talk like that," said Chen Jing.

"Oh, I've been talking like this all my life. I can't change it." Huiming came to Chen Jing and sat down, but his sitting posture was not like a monk, but like an old rogue.

"Junior brother Huiming, sit like a clock and stand like a pine," Huiming said.

"Oh, you've been talking about me all my life, and you're not tired!" Hui Ming waved and said.

He Jing was speechless to Huiming. There was a problem he hadn't figured out all his life. That was why their master, the last abbot of Guanghan temple, was also an eminent monk. Why did he take Huiming's apprentice and educate him for decades, but he still looked like a hooligan.

Seeing that he was invalid, he didn't say any more. Instead, he asked, "Princess Ding is that person?"

"Yes!" said Huiming. "Yesterday, she won the visa."

"After hundreds of years, it's finally here. Amitabha." He Jing sighed.

"Well, the pattern of the world will eventually change," Huiming said.

"The words you asked me to say to the emperor were counted. Has she come yet?" he asked.

"Ah? What did I tell you?" Huiming doesn't know what Chen Jing said.

"When the emperor came to Guanghan temple, he asked how the future of Fengming country would be. You asked me to tell him: the past is dangerous, the future is powerful, trapped for six years, a woman from the South will determine the world. At that time, you knew that she had come, didn't you?" Abbot Jing said.

"Oh, did I say that? I don't remember." Huiming said, picking his nose.

"You are obviously higher than me, but you are always so." He Jing shook his head helplessly. "When Wu Zhen was taken in, he said that he played a vital role in the future situation, but it was also related to her?"

"Elder martial brother, we are all old people, so we don't want to be so many. You keep your Guanghan temple, I will continue to earn some sesame oil money from my Qingfeng temple, and the things in the world will be handed over to the people in the world. Let's just stand here and watch. Oh, I'll see the situation of the old guy." Huiming said and left Chen Jing's meditation room.

Chen Jing watched Huiming leave and said, "younger martial brother, I really understand more than I do. It seems that I haven't done enough. Amitabha." with a wave of his hand, the door of the meditation room was closed, and he closed his eyes and began to meditate again. Huiming sneaked into the wing room. As soon as he entered, the two men fell in front of him and scolded, "who are you? What are you sneaking here for?" "me? I'm an old friend of your valley leader. I heard from my senior brother that he was about to hiccup. Come and see him." "where's the old monk? You're going to hiccup!" the younger man blew his hair when he heard Huiming's words. Bai Ningyuan heard the noise outside, came out of the house and scolded, "what are you doing?" "little martial uncle, the man said that the master wanted to..." "Oh, Xiao Ningning, you've grown so big in a flash!" Huiming saw Bai Ningyuan and walked over with a smile. Xiaoning... The people of baipoison Valley heard Huiming's address to Bai Ningyuan and felt a chill. Although Bai Ningyuan is the youngest in the previous generation and ranks the smallest, he has a talent like a ghost in poison art. He not only trained his body into a poison body, but also won the title of poison king. He's uncertain. He's fine when he's not angry. Once he gets angry, even the valley leader will tremble when he sees it. The people in the valley respect and fear him. What he doesn't like most is what others say about his name. Now the old monk actually calls him Xiao Ningning. They can imagine the end of the old guy. They want him to take off a layer of skin if they don't poison him.