The region of this world does not seem to be much different from the current world.

Songshan Shaolin, a thousand-year-old ancient temple, Chen Yi could easily find it without asking anyone else.

In less than half a day, they had crossed thousands of miles from Shuzhong to Songshan Mountain.

I was not in a hurry to go to Shaolin. I spent money to rent a small courtyard from the villagers here and stayed temporarily in a small village at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

As for where he got the money...

No need to ask, just ask the glass marbles...

No matter where you are, few people can resist the magic of bullet...money!

Although the Beiyin Kuangdao didn't die, he was not far behind. He had to be revived first.

Chen Yi is a doctor himself, although he is a psychiatrist...

But his understanding of the human body is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Moreover, the Secret Book of Returning to the Origin obtained in the Crane World is a great treasure.

It is not only the general compendium of martial arts in the world, but also has the title of "Compendium of Materia Medica, the most amazing medicine in the world".

It contains indispensable records of medical skills and pharmacology.

Although Chen Yi only practiced the two martial arts of Prajna Zen and Five Elements Confusion Steps, some of the healing methods in it were also specially studied.

King Nie Ren really had a strong foundation. Thanks to Chen Yi's methods, he regained consciousness and sobered up after a few days.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a smooth and round luminous object...

The "luminous object" turned around, revealing a face.

"woke up?"

"Is it you?" King Nie Ren was slightly startled, but the injury was affected, and the severe pain made him frown slightly.

"Who else could he be if he wasn't a young monk?"

Chen Yi stood up from the ground and said casually, "I advise you not to move, but I managed to save you with great difficulty."

"..."

King Nie Ren was obviously thinking of the young monk's wild battle with the Fire Qilin. Looking at his peaceful appearance, he felt extremely weird.

"Thank you so much, Master... for saving your life. Nie will surely be rewarded later."

"Master is master, why do you need to add a small word?"

Chen Yi said dissatisfied.

He brushed the monk's robe again and said with a smile, "Don't worry, even if you don't tell me, the monk still wants you to repay him. You don't need to look at him like this. Yes, this is repaying a favor."

"..."

King Nie had obviously never seen such a blatant person. He was silenced for a while, and then he said, "Master, I have a destiny. As long as it does not violate morality, Nie will go through fire and water without frowning. But if... Master, please take back this

Save your life."

"Oh? That's strange."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "You despise yourself so much? Are you willing to die like this?"

"Not only was Tangtang Beiyin Kuangdao beaten to death, his wife has fallen into someone else's arms, and his son is about to become someone else's, you don't want to take revenge?"

"..."

If King Nie hadn't been unable to move, he would have immediately raised his knife and chopped off the bald head!

knife……

Huh? Where's my knife?!

Seeing the change in King Nie's expression, his body moving slightly, and his fingers stretching out, Chen Yi simply pointed at him, immediately making him unable to move.

"Didn't you hear me telling you not to move? Stop looking for it. Your Snow Drinking Knife was left in Lingyun Cave."

Chen Yi suddenly smiled, "It seems that the knife is destined to belong to your son."

"Feng'er?"

King Nie Ren, who couldn't move, didn't care to taste the meaning of his words, and his expression changed, "How is Feng'er?!"

"You're only thinking about your son now?"

Chen Yi lifted up his cassock and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Have you ever thought about what would happen to Nie Feng if you died like this after fighting Xiongba?"

The muscles on King Nie's face trembled: "Xiong Ba promised me that if I lose, I will not hurt Feng'er."

"Do you really think that a powerful man like Xiong Ba will keep his promise?"

King Nie Ren's expression changed, but he was willing to admit, "...he is the leader of the Tianxiahui, how could he go back on his words? Aren't he afraid of being laughed at by the people of the world?"

Chen Yi smiled and said, "He aspires to dominate the world, and he still wants face. But who says that harming people must be done openly? He is the majestic leader of the Tianxiahui. If he wants to harm someone, he doesn't even need to do it himself."

"Wind!"

Chen Yi's words finally destroyed King Nie Ren's last extravagant hope. His body was trembling, and he was trying to break away from Chen Yi's restraints by forcefully exercising his skills.

Chen Yi said slowly, "Little monk, I advise you not to be stupid. If you die, your son will really have to accept a thief as his father. From then on, he will go through many ups and downs and his life will be miserable."

In his opinion, both Feng and Yun are indeed hard-working people.

If it weren't for the protagonist's halo, I don't know how many times he would have died.

Even though they became gods among men in the end, all their relatives, loved ones and friends around them died one after another.

It's simply too miserable to look at.

King Nie trembled all over and stopped his aggressive behavior.

He is already green. We can no longer let our son belong to someone else!

Looking at the bald head with a complicated look, "You...who are you? What do you mean?"

Chen Yi smiled slightly and did not answer. Instead, he said slowly, "Is the golden lin a thing in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds. The roar of the dragon in the sky changes the sky, and it swims in the shallow water when the wind and clouds break."

King Nie frowned, "What do you mean?"

Chen Yi didn't answer and asked, "Do you believe in fate?"

"Do not believe!"

"The young monk doesn't believe it either, so I want to confirm..."

Chen Yi raised his head, as if he wanted to look through the roof and look up into the sky.

Although he did not believe that in a fourth-level world, there would be such great gods as Nuwa and the Great Sun Tathagata, as well as the so-called Jiu Kong Wu Boundary and Sword World that transcended time and space.

Nonsense!

But there are indeed some things in this world that are difficult to understand.

For example, Fengyun is.

Is it destiny or human will?

If there is really a destiny, then his two tasks are to go against the will of heaven, and he will suffer huge losses.

Thinking about it, Gray Screen wouldn't have deceived him so much.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the confused King Nie. He smiled kindly and said, "You don't have to think too much. Anyway, you just need to remember that you owe me a life. I promise to reunite your father and son and live a happy life from now on."

"..."

King Nie Ren looked at the monk and felt a little mysterious for a moment.

It’s not that he is stupid and trusts people easily.

First, Chen Yi saved his life, and second, he had seen what this monk was capable of.

Generally speaking, capable people speak with great weight...

Chen Yi tried his best to fool King Nie into a state of confusion and then guarded him for more than half a month.

After he regained some ability to protect himself, he hired a couple in the village to take care of him and set foot on Songshan Mountain.

…

In Shaoshi Mountain, an ancient temple is located in a quiet deep forest.

The old and mottled bricks and tiles on the temple walls already illustrate the age of this temple.

The winding stone steps leading from the mountain to the temple are covered with fallen leaves and mud.

Anyone who looked at it would never have imagined that this place would be the ancestral home of the Zen sect and the holy land of martial arts that once glorified the martial arts world and was so powerful.

Chen Yi looked at the deserted and dilapidated temple gate and couldn't believe it.

Is this still the temple he knew with red walls and blue tiles, endless carved beams and painted buildings, flourishing incense, full of tourists, and disciples and monks all over the world?

He suddenly felt that his future was a little slim...
To be continued...