(I saw all the authors asking for monthly tickets for updates, which made me feel a little guilty. I will recover a few days later, and I won’t ask for monthly tickets, just for everyone’s support. There is no requirement for monthly tickets to add more and more subscriptions to add more, I just want to thank you. In addition, a new volume has begun, and Fang Jie is about to rise.)

Fang Jie could only watch the monk go away, jumped onto the boat and quickly disappeared into the night river.

There are only four great heavenly priests in the Buddhist sect, but in just over a year, two heavenly priests have embarked on the land of the Great Sui Dynasty. If people with such cultivation enter the border, if they don’t want to be stopped, how many people can discover it? In the Great Sui Dynasty, Fang Jie didn’t know how many people had the cultivation level comparable to those of the Buddha’s sect’s heavenly priests, but he also knew that such people would never be in the border.

Moreover, even if there are a few people in the Great Sui River that can be compared with the Heavenly Venerable of the Buddha Sect, the power in the Sui River is too scattered compared to the Buddha Sect.

Fang Jie silently walked to the huge wild boar's body, squatted down and stretched out his hand to caress its steel-like fur.

"If it weren't for the last moment that Zhu Xiaohua fought to save you... we wouldn't have been able to do it."

He said in a very low voice.

Zhuo Buyi coughed a few times, struggled to stand up but failed.

"Before I chased me, let it leave, it was a good destination in Mangdang Mountain. I didn't expect it to think of me... The destination is actually such a destination."

Zhuo Buyi raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "When I chased me, I found that I was definitely not a match for this person, and it was too far from your official ship, exceeding the perception range of Xiaowei. So at the moment of the fight, I gathered half of my mind and sent it out, and sent it to Xiaowei's perception range, so that you can come as soon as possible..."

Mu Xiaoyao held him and shook his head: "Sir, stop talking, you need a rest."

Zhuo Buyi signaled that he was fine. He was seriously injured, but he was all red and did not hurt the inner palace and Qihai.

Fang Jie was stunned, then sighed: "Divid half of his mind power...are you afraid of being killed by him in one move?"

Zhuo Buyi said: "Even if I attack with all my mind, it's still the same for him. It's not difficult to choose in this kind of thing. Send Nian out to let Xiaoyao feel it. I still have one or two points to wait for reinforcements to come. I have no hope of survival when dealing with that monk with all my strength. You should know that the more you are, the more proud and conceited you are. And the more conceited you are, the less you will be in a hurry to kill someone, because he wants to show off his strength. Unfortunately, Xiaohua rushed back..."

Fang Jie nodded, walked over and picked up Zhuo Buyi: "I always thought that the person who helped me wipe my butt in Mangdang Mountain North was Su Buwei's person, but I didn't expect it would be you."

"Commander Luo arranged for me to protect you secretly."

Fang Jie shook his head: "Then you are anxious to die... The Heavenly Lord of the Buddha Sect... There are only four of them in total. You can imagine how high their cultivation is. If you chase after him like this, it is no different from an idiot."

"Da Sui never lacks idiots like me."

Zhuo Buyi smiled self-deprecatingly and looked at Zhu Xiaohua's corpse not far away.

"Can you help me bury it?"

"good!"

Fang Jie nodded.

Chen Qingfan reached forward and pointed his hand, and the invisible sword energy surged out. Not long after, a huge earth pit was blasted out by the sword energy. Fang Jie asked Chen Heng and Chen Ha to lift Zhu Xiaohua's body up and put it into the earth pit, and then buried it. Chen Qingfan picked up a big tree that had been knocked down by Shi Yuan Tianzun before, and used his sword energy to cut out a wooden monument and walked to Zhuo Buyi's side.

Zhuo Buyi dipped his fingers on the blood on his body and solemnly wrote a few words on the wooden monument.

The Tomb of the Best Friend Xiaohua

Chen Qingfan inserted the wooden monument in front of the grave bag, looked carefully and confirmed that the wooden monument was inserted very straight before leaving.

When the group returned to the big ship, the sky was already a little white, and the boatman had already gotten up to prepare for the boat. Fang Jie settled Zhuo Buyi and told the boatman not to drive the boat first, and then sent Feiyu robe to hire a doctor. Zhuo Buyi's injuries were too serious and he had to buy the best medicine.

Sitting on the deck, Fang Jie picked up the wine bag and took a mouthful of it.

The spicy wine slipped into his throat, as if a fire was burning into his stomach. Fang Jie was not a greedy person, but now he wanted to get drunk. After getting drunk, he didn't have to think about so many things. At this time, his irritability and entanglement were like a dozen horizontal knives slashing in his heart.

Originally, he thought that his life experience might be related to Luo Yao. Although he had thought that he might also be related to the Buddha Sect, he had always resisted and refused to accept this idea. But today, the words of Shi Yuan Tianzun made Fang Jie immediately feel confused.

Perfect

This is the first sentence he said after seeing Fang Jie. What does this mean?

"You will face a choice soon, and how to make a choice will affect your life. If you make a mistake after one step, you must take care of yourself. I won't force you now, but you will have to face these things after you arrive in Yongzhou. I'm waiting for you in Yongzhou, and I hope you won't let me down."

Shi Yuan's words circled back and forth in Fang Jie's mind, and he felt his head almost cracked.

Mu Xiaoyao walked to him and sat down, holding his hand.

"Actually, you don't have to think so much about it... What we have been doing for so many years is to escape the pursuit of the Buddha Sect and then kill all the people who pursue our Buddha Sect. How can you have any close relationship with the Buddha Sect? If so, it is also an enemy... Just remember this, why bother with it?"

She whispered.

Chen Qingfan, standing not far from the deck, nodded: "That's right... I can't kill it now, but it doesn't mean I can't kill it in the future. Sooner or later, I will also go to the Laoshizi Snow Mountain and overturn the lotus throne."

Fang Jie shook his head and smiled: "What I worry most now is... If I have a relationship with Luo Yao and Luo Yao has a relationship with the Buddhist sect, can I still go back after I arrive in the southwest?"

There was another sentence he didn't say because he was even more reluctant to face it.

What kind of relationship will be between me and the Sui Dynasty in the future?

...

...

Luo Weiran slowly walked into the third floor of the secret prison, and first went to see Xiao Yijiu habitually. These days, Xiao Yijiu has not gone crazy anymore. Every day, he just sat cross-legged on the ground with a lot of shit and urine, and his head was hanging, looking like he was dead. It has been more than five days, and Xiao Yijiu has not eaten a bite of food and drinks a sip of water.

He sighed and walked to the prison door opposite him.

In contrast to Xiao Yijiu, Prince Yi Yang Yin's spirit has improved a lot in the past few days. His appetite gradually recovered and his appetite grew bigger and bigger. Last night, he ate three big bowls of rice in one breath, plus a sauce elbow. If it were in the past, he wouldn't even look at such greasy things, but now he eats them with voracious taste.

Luo Weiran found that in just a few days, Yang Yin's face became much rosy. He looked like there was some flesh on his face, and his eyes began to regain his spirit.

"You seem to be in a good mood these days?"

He asked at the door.

Yang Yin used his hand to dip water to straighten his hair and replied with a smile: "Because I suddenly figured out something... The emperor would never let me go. Since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, no one has pardoned a traitor. Maybe you don't even know that it will not last more than four months according to the rules for handling such cases. Although there is no light of day in this secret prison all year round, I guess the day is coming. I suddenly realized that since I will die after all, why bother myself? Instead of dying in a mess, it is better to have a good meal and walk into the execution ground with your head raised."

Luo Weiran looked at Yang Yin carefully combing his hair with his fingers, for some reason he felt disgusted.

"When you go to the execution ground, your head should be raised very high."

He said lightly, turning around and leaving.

At this moment, a flying fish robe hurriedly ran in from outside: "Report to the commander, Eunuch Su from the Imperial Study Room, he said that His Majesty would personally review the criminal Yang Yin!"

Luo Weiran was stunned, and then smiled involuntarily. He turned around and looked at Yang Yin and said happily: "There is nothing wrong with your calculations, I admire you."

"Please come in with Eunuch Su"

He waved his hand and ordered.

Soon, Su Buwei, the eunuch in the imperial study, walked in. His walking posture was always so low-key and humble, and even if he was not following the emperor, he still pressed forward slightly and looked like he was a little hunched. His steps were very small, and he seemed to dare not cross anything.

"Have you met Eunuch Su"

Luo Weiran bowed slightly.

Su Buwei quickly replied: "The commander is too polite... Our family is following His Majesty's order. When the criminal Yang Yin went to the East Nuan Pavilion, His Majesty had a few words to ask him, and he would like to ask the commander to let him go."

"good"

Luo Weiran did not ask a word more and waved his hand to open the prison door.

Su Buwei walked to the door of the prison and subconsciously looked into the secret prison where Xiao Yijiu was closed. When he found that the people in the secret prison were so desolate and so desolate, even he couldn't help but change his face.

"I have mentioned it several times after obeying the commander, but I didn't expect that he would be crazy like this."

He sighed and said, "A generation of masters has become like pigs and dogs..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yijiu in the secret prison suddenly raised his head. His hair as messy as weeds blocked most of his face, and his eyes that were dull and dull were revealed from the gaps in his hair. He looked outside, as if something made him curious.

“Who is outside?”

He asked.

Su Buwei was stunned for a moment, and walked to the door and replied through the iron window: "We have met Zhenren Xiao."

"Su Buwei?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Yijiu's eyes, and then he suddenly stood up, and the huge iron chain immediately made a series of jingling sounds.

"I know that you have good cultivation and good insights... Is there a saying that you can help me understand?"

Su Buwei couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yijiu said: "Some people say... an inch on the ground is the sky. Is this true?"

Su Buwei shook his head without thinking: "Of course, it's not right. The sky is out of reach. How could it be an inch on the ground? If an inch on the ground is the sky, then wouldn't everyone be in the sky? This is just a joke... If everyone is equal, there will be no rules. Without rules, the world will be in chaos."

"You're right."

Xiao Yijiu said: "The third brother... you are wrong."

He slowly straightened his body, and the chaos in his eyes gradually faded away: "The strong are at high places, and the weak are at low places. This is an eternal truth, and it is the rule of the world. If an inch of the earth is the sky, then aren't the emperor and the grass people the same? Are great practitioners and those who cannot practice the same people?"

As his eyes became clearer and clearer, his body became straighter and straighter.

"How can one inch on the earth be the sky? Seven feet on the earth are mortals, above mortals are practitioners, above mortals are strong people... Then how high should I be?"

He wanted to raise his hand to rub his frown brows, but when he moved, he found that his arm was trapped by the chains and could not touch his forehead. Then he pulled it naturally, and with a click, the arm bones that were hooked by the iron hook were cut off. But he didn't care at all, and still raised his hand to rub his brows.

Outside the iron window, Su Buwei and Luo Weiran both changed their faces, and their eyes were filled with fear.
Chapter completed!