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Everyone looked at the source of the sound and was shocked. Maybe it was because the fight was too intense, but they didn't notice that an old monk had entered the room amidst the chaos.

At the same time, He Yunzhan also realized that the hidden weapon that had shot down his weapon was actually a bead the size of a fingernail. It was still spinning on the ground in front of him.

It was just an ordinary object, but it was able to remain intact after colliding with the blade. It was obviously due to the concentration of inner force.

Then, this level of skill was absolutely shocking.

Thousand-Hands did not die in the instant that he frightened Qin Zhao. He knew that an outsider had intervened.

At this moment, he realized that the person who had just arrived was a long-browed, gray-haired monk. He suddenly remembered that it was the monk that he had seen sleeping in the backyard of the inn.

At that time, Qin Zhao had advised the official to agree to let him stay at a later time, but he had never imagined that the benevolence of a thought would actually free him from the difficulty of killing a person.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, that monk gently straightened his cassock and slowly walked over one step at a time.

The strange thing was that the monk had a kind face. From the moment he had appeared, he had never spoken harshly. However, there was a certain kind of inner majesty to him.

The monk walked slowly until he was in front of the young man who was disguised as Miss Yun Si. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, how have you been?"

Four Yun's heart was filled with doubt the moment the monk first appeared. After seeing who the person was, her expression changed and she slowly took a step back.

"It's you — — Big Yun … …" Master? " Fourth Lady Yun said.

"Amitabha," the monk raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes, then said, "That's me, I haven't seen you for so many years, but I can see that you haven't forgotten the old monk. "Awesome!"

Yun Si suddenly took a step back and said, "Eldest master, I know you're going to meddle in other people's business again, but?"

Monk Chu Yun chuckled and said: "Only when someone is causing trouble will someone be in charge." The old monk was in the midst of his dreams, and was awoken by the sound of people killing him. Saving a life was better than creating a seven-level pagoda. "We cannot allow the old monk to not interfere."

After listening for a while, Fourth Yun looked stunned. She timidly shook her head and said, "This money came from the Insolent Monarch. Anyone can take it, not to mention us acting on behalf of the heavens."

Monk Chu Yun did not wait for the four ladies to finish their sentence. He then announced, "Amitabha, please do not mention the four words' acting on behalf of the heavens. 'This old monk has heard too much. You are wrong, this money is not from an immoral monarch, not to use the immoral path. Humph! Originally, this old monk didn't care about matters in public. However, this time, it concerns millions of lives, and this old monk cannot stand idly by. "Lady Yun, please forgive me."

Although Fourth Lady Yun's face was pale from anger, she knew that this monk was not an ordinary person and couldn't act rashly.

After staring blankly for a while, she finally gave a cold smile and said: "Big Master, you are an outsider. I advise you to mind this matter less, you know … …" This batch of goods, I was ordered to obtain. "

When she said the two words "obey orders", she purposely raised her voice a little as she opened her eyes wide. She really looked as if she was determined to win.

Upon hearing this, Monk Chu Yun burst into laughter.

"Immeasurable Sentinel, this old monk has too many matters to deal with tonight, let's see who can win it with all they have." Amitabha! "

After the old monk said this, he strode forward and took a stance.

The old monk put his hands together and spread out his wrists. However, he had a large amount of inner strength. As the wind blew, his monastic robe fluttered in the wind.

The old monk's posture was quite impressive.

The reason why Fourth Lady Yun said to follow the order was to bring out the person behind her. She wanted to scare him, but it didn't have the effect she expected. With her personality, she really wanted to pull out her sword and give her opponent a blow, but she didn't have the courage to.

However, the people around her did not know how high the heavens were and how deep the earth was. It was obvious that they couldn't endure it any longer.

The two of them had been impatient for a long time when they heard the whistle of the fourth young lady Yun. The bearded man had a nickname; he was known as the Soaring Hedgehog, Jiang Ming Yuan, and he was born a bandit, so he was the most ruthless.

At this time, he saw the leader and a monk that he had never met before talking amongst themselves. He was already impatient in his heart, but what angered him even more was the fact that the monk had the audacity to block the carriage with a mantis.

Fourth Lady Yun actually had a face full of fear, as if she was forced to retreat by the monk's insistence.

Jiang Yuan Meng really couldn't hold back the anger in his heart. He took a step forward and scolded in a stern voice, "You Monk, you're really hateful. My lady is having a good discussion with you, yet you insist on causing trouble. Are we afraid of you?"

Monk Chu Yun clasped his hands together and said with neither anger nor anger: "Amitabha, what do you think of this Almsgiver?"

"So what?" Jiang Yuan scolded angrily, "I'll open your chamber."

This fellow acted as if he was going to do something. Suddenly, he leaped and landed right in front of the monk.

His blade was a pair of sharp cow-eared knives. Suddenly, it shook out and fiercely stabbed into the opponent's chest and abdomen.

This attack was out of everyone's expectations, especially Lady Yun Si. Perhaps she was the only one who could truly recognize the monk's abilities. They could not help but be greatly shocked by this sight.

"Wait!"

This shout was obviously a step too slow, but it was unable to stop the flying hedgehog, Jiang Yuan, from attacking.

Everyone was startled when they saw the pair of daggers shine with two silver lights and pierce the monk's body.

Wasn't this a bit too easy?

The development of the situation was even more unexpected.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, both the daggers were inserted into the Monk's palm, with each tip of the blade firmly held by the Monk's thumb. Before the Monk could make his move, Jiang Yuan had been shocked.

The old monk still had a smile on his face. Obviously, he didn't think that it was an insult. In regards to Jiang Yuan's fierce offensive, he simply didn't put it in his eyes at all.

Although he didn't care about it at all, Jiang Yuan Meng's side had suffered greatly. His face was flushed red as if he had used all the strength in his body, yet he was still unable to snatch the two blades in his hands.

"Bald ass!" "Old bastard, laozi …"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Old Monk Yun's eyebrows slightly furrow. His two hands lightly shook, and Jiang Yuan's body suddenly leaped into the air. With two clicks, the two blades in his hands deeply embedded into the beam.

Fortunately, although the short sabers were deeply embedded into the Liang wood, they were still tightly grasped in Jiang Yuan's hands. The instant the sabers flew up into the air, they pierced the old monk's acupoints, so his hands remained the same. They could not be separated, and they only swayed stiffly in midair, but they did not fall down.

Monk Chu Yun had only demonstrated his skills on a small scale, but everyone was shocked to the point that their expressions had changed.

Fourth Miss Yun insisted, because she already knew how powerful the monk was. On the other hand, Dong Fang, He Junyi, and those who didn't know much about the monk were all dumbstruck by what they saw and knew that the old monk was very skilled.

The situation in front of his eyes clearly showed that there were only two options. One was to fight to the death with the old monk, and the other was only to walk.

Since they couldn't beat him, they had to retreat.

Her face was pale as she stared at the elder for a long time. Finally, she nodded and sneered, "Fine, tonight, we admit defeat and you took it."

"Amitabha," Monk Chu Yun clasped his hands together and said, "Fourth Miss Yun is helping the common people, this old one thanks you."

She wanted to flare up, but she didn't dare to do anything rash. Even though she still had seven experts, she didn't dare to face the monk, because the old monk's skills were simply too astonishing. If she messed things up, her fame would go down the drain, and after weighing the pros and cons, she would have no choice but to swallow her anger.

She waved her hand and said, "Let's go."

The few people who were with her all had depressed expressions on their faces as they retreated towards the door.

Before Fourth Lady Yun managed to take a step forward, she was already filled with anger. She let out a cold laugh and looked at Monk Chu Yun, "Big master, you are from a clan, but if you interfere with this matter tonight, I'm afraid you will regret it later …" "Tonight, I can let you go. I'm afraid that there might be someone who cannot let you go …"

Monk Chu Yun's long eyebrows continuously blinked. After listening, he nodded his head dejectedly and said, "Old Na understands …" Old Na understands … This old monk knows who the capable person behind you is, Miss Yun … "Please give him a respectful greeting, saying that I, the old monk, have paid my respects to him."

He clearly didn't intend to quit. He was obviously meddling in this matter.

Fourth Yun nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tell you what I need to say. Great Master, if you don't listen to my advice, everyone can just wait and see! "

The old monk clasped his hands together and shouted, "Amitabha, there is another benefactor here, please come down and join us!"

As soon as the voice stopped, a large sleeve swiftly waved towards the sky. Wherever the wind passed, the flying hedgehog Jiang Yuan suddenly spun a few times before falling straight down.

The moment he landed, the acupoints on Jiang Yuan Meng's body opened up by themselves. He let out a cry and quickly sat up, staring at the monk with his red eyes. It was as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

"I... "I'll give you this bald guy …" Jiang Yuan said fiercely.

When he thought of the punishment he had just received from a "bald donkey", he could not help but be on guard. Therefore, he only said the word "bald", and he did not dare to say the following words.

One of his companions who had accompanied him earlier came up and forcefully tugged at him. She followed the group of Yun Si and left without looking back, leaving behind a pair of bright and dazzling daggers stuck high into the beam.

No matter what, it was difficult for him to keep his job. He thought that he had indeed lost something, and he could only commit suicide. However, he never expected that in such a dangerous moment, this monk that saved his life would actually appear.

Not only did this monk save Qin Zhe's life, the most important thing he did was protect the protection of the calamity silver. In Qin Zhao's eyes, this errand was more important than his life. This way, the monk in front of him was truly a great benefactor.

The old monk looked at him and giggled. "Don't thank me. This is just my first time. I'm afraid there are still a lot of things that have happened!" This job of yours is not easy, Amitabha, not to speak of, not to speak of. "

As he said this, he shook his head and walked out of the room.

Qin Zhao chased after him and said, "Eldest Master, please leave Cloudstep. Eldest Master …"

Monk Chu Yun stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked, "Is there anything wrong, Benefactor Qin?"

Qin Zhao clasped his hands and said, "Earlier, I didn't know my great master. Please forgive me for being so rude."

Monk Chu Yun let out a "Ai", as if he was dissatisfied with being long-winded, and turned around to leave.

Before Qin Zui could finish, he hastily caught up to him and said, "Master, I still have something to say … "Hey, hey …"

The old monk who was walking forward walked forward without a care. He walked out of the courtyard and headed towards the woodshed in the backyard.

Qin Zizi could not allow himself to miss the opportunity and followed behind her step by step.

Monk Chu Yun finally stopped.

From where he stood, he passed through a bamboo fence and arrived at a straight road.

The monk's eyes were focused on that direction. Following the sound of the hooves, a line of eight fast horses galloped past them at lightning speed.

It was the backs of the eight of them; they had retreated despite the difficulties they had faced.

Seeing this, Monk Chu Yun slightly nodded his head, then turned around and said, "They have left."

Only now did Qin Zhao understand why the old monk had come here. It was to monitor the other party's departure. He was full of admiration for the monk.

"You're injured …"

The old monk looked at him with his long eyes and said, "Come in!"

With that, he walked into the woodshed.

There was nothing else in the woodshed. There was a hard wooden bed covered with straw mats, and a table with one leg missing. There was a broken bowl on top of it with lamp oil inside.

"Sit down." With that, the old monk searched for something.

Thousand-Hands, Qin Zhen, sat down with a heavy heart. He let out a sigh, supported his jaw with his hands, and sank into deep thought.

The old monk had already arrived in front of him. Qin Zhao hurriedly rose to his feet, but the monk held him down with a big hand.

"Don't move, let me see your injury." The old monk said.

In his hand was a stack of thin, dried lotus leaves. When he opened them, he realized that they were a special type of ointment. He stuck one on each of the wounds on Qin Zhao's body.

Qin Zhao immediately felt relaxed. A cool and pleasant feeling quickly covered up the pain from before.

He had never felt such a strange effect before.

He looked at the old monk with an amazed but grateful gaze, but did not know how to express his gratitude.

The old monk slowly sat down in front of him.