Chapter 174 I Regret

"Have you seen Qiqi?" Du Chuanting saw Min Haojue and asked.

Yue You also walked over from not far away and asked Min Haojue, "I seemed to see Qiqi and you together just now, where are they?"

Nan Que walked aside at some point and looked at Min Haojue quietly.

Min Haojue glanced at the others and said dejectedly, "She went to look for Yin Kong."

A few people frowned, and then heard the gossip of the monks around them, and they were all very excited holding the jade cards.

"Hey, it feels so good to hear new gossip right after hearing the old one! Have you heard that someone went to the Buddhist sect in response to the Buddha's thousands of love threads?"

"Ah? Who is it? Tell me quickly! What kind of celestial being could make a Buddhist so tempted?"

"It's the Tian Xuan Sect's latest and most famous genius, Mu Qi!"

"Oh my god! Is it Mu Qi who is said to be more beautiful than Fairy Jiao Yun, the most beautiful woman in the continent?"

Yue You and the others looked at each other with ugly expressions. She ran so fast just now just because of that monk? ?

When Mu Qi arrived at Tingfeng Cliff, he was furious when he saw Yin Kong lying on the ground covered with wounds.

Each wind blade showed no mercy to him because he fell to the ground, and continued to cut through his body one after another, cutting him one by one like a slow slicing.

He was in a mess, his robe was cut all over, and the blood that had overflowed had dyed the dark red robe several shades darker, leaving almost no intact area.

His exposed skin was covered with countless tiny wounds, some of which had already scabbed over, while others were still bleeding.

Another wind blade swept past, and the only intact piece of skin was cut open, oozing out bright red blood.

He was tortured for more than a month at Tingfeng Cliff, a place that everyone in the Buddhist sect was terrified of.

Tingfeng Cliff is not as nice as its name suggests. There is no spiritual energy here, only countless violent wind blades.

The first person to come in can use the spiritual power stored in their body to recover from their injuries.

However, as the days passed, his spiritual power was exhausted and he could only rely on his physical body.

But monks are still mortal after all. How long can they withstand the wind blades?

Mu Qi looked at Yin Kong's battered body in disbelief. She had never seen him so miserable.

The tears suddenly fell to the ground, making a slight sound.

She choked with sobs, her voice seemed to come from her throat, too weak to be heard, "Monk..."

The love that could not be expressed in words during those years now has nowhere to hide in those crystal clear tears.

Yin Kong moved and forced open his scab-covered eyelids.

Mu Qi suddenly turned around without anyone expecting it, and launched a fierce attack at the Buddhist sect members behind him.

"How dare you do this to him! I want you to pay with your lives!"

The five spiritual roots' magic techniques flashed out one after another, which was extremely spectacular!

The elder who reacted quickly waved his hand to stop him, "How dare you!"

Mu Qi burst into unprecedented anger. As soon as the Pan Sheng Vine came out, it immediately broke through the elders' defense and swung towards the people on the opposite side with great power.

One of the disciples failed to react in time and was knocked back, spitting out some blood.

Many of those who reacted quickly were knocked back, groaning with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.

The elders were amazed at the power of her vines. Without giving it time to think, they all stood in front of the disciples to block her intensive moves.

As the battle went on, many of the surrounding disciples were affected, and more than half of them fell to the ground in a short while.

Yin Kong on the ground raised his head with difficulty, and saw Mu Qi standing in front of him with anger. His eyes warmed up, "Little donor..."

Mu Qi looked back and saw his scarred face and body, and rushed forward angrily again.

However, Mu Qi only had the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. No matter how powerful her magic weapon was, she had no chance of winning against the many elders who were at least in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm.

One of the elders made a mistake and Mu Qi was knocked back like a tattered cloth.

Yin Kong used all his strength to meet her from behind, and then he placed himself behind her and smashed into the cliff together.

Mu Qi fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, his internal organs screaming in pain.

Yin Kong also coughed up a mouthful of blood, and quickly wiped it off so that she wouldn't see it.

"Who dares to hurt my disciple!" Sky shouted loudly, and the elder who had launched a heavy attack just reacted, and was knocked flying by something the next second.

A person immediately landed in front of Mu Qi. She looked up and saw that the tall figure was none other than her cheap master Jing E.

She pursed her lips to hold back tears, and quickly turned around to support Yin Kong, who was increasingly battered and unconscious. She couldn't stop crying, "Monk..."

She hurriedly took out the pill and stuffed an eighth-grade healing pill directly into his mouth.

She murmured in a trembling voice, "Monk, please don't be in any trouble..."

Soon, the eighth-grade healing pill took effect, and all the scars on Yin Kong's face and body healed.

Mu Qi quickly cast a cleansing spell to remove the blood, then stroked his face with eyes full of heartache, staring at his full head of black hair in a daze.

Soon, she met his affectionate eyes.

She twitched her lips, "Monk, you look so beautiful with your hair..."

Jing'e looked back, but didn't have the heart to disturb them, so he continued to negotiate with the old bald guys opposite.

Yin Kong stared at Mu Qi for a long while, and suddenly said, "Little donor, I regret it."

The sudden words were a little abrupt, but they made Mu Qi stand there in a daze.

The love that Yin Kong had suppressed for many years suddenly burst out at this moment. He looked at Mu Qi, whose lips suddenly trembled and tears flowed down her cheeks. She sobbed inconsolably, her eyes full of sadness.

Mu Qi pursed her lips, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears silently.

Only she knew what he meant by that.

It was the last day of their journey together, and they sat side by side on a mountain top, looking at the stars.

"Monk, are the stars beautiful?"

"nice."

She turned her head to look at him with a bright smile, "So do I look good?"

Yin Kong looked down at her, and could clearly see stars in those beautiful eyes that were brighter than the stars hanging in the sky.

She had curved eyebrows and her dark pupils were particularly bright in the moonlight, and she looked beautiful and pretty.

He couldn't say anything against his conscience, so he nodded, "It looks good."

She hesitated for a moment, her face seemed to turn red in the night. She looked up at the sky and suddenly asked, "Monk, will you return to secular life?"

It was like opening up a space that I had been avoiding, filled with every bit of this year.

All the beauty in it leaves behind the entangled love between each other.

Yin Kong suddenly understood what she meant.

His throat tightened instantly and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Finally, he pursed his lips with a dry throat.

He heard his voice say firmly, "No."

She didn't speak again. Since that night, she seemed to have turned back into the heartless Mu Qi.

He also suppressed all his emotions and became a Buddhist with empty eyes again.

At that time, he still had some thoughts in his mind. He was still devoted to Buddhism, but he hoped that she could join his Buddhist sect.

However, the Buddha eventually wiped out his last trace of greed.

No one knows that Mu Qi understood love that year because of a Buddha who saves all living beings.

But Buddha chooses to love all living beings.

After that year, she finally understood the hidden love of those men who had been guarding her silently.

No one knew that that night would eventually become Buddha's biggest regret.

When Mu Qi was 21 years old, Buddha was willing to put aside all other things in the world and choose to love her.

But there are already countless men who love her around her.

He said, "Little donor, I regret it."