"Has the person been found?"
"I don't have any here, what about you?"
"I don't have any here either."
"Impossible. The prison only has one exit, and there's nowhere to hide. How could someone possibly crawl through a hole?"
"If anything goes wrong, we can't afford the consequences. Let's go look again."
"yes."
The footsteps gradually faded away. A gaze swept over Xiang Wan, hesitated for a moment, then, without suspecting anything, quickly left.
"Monk, are you doing this on purpose?"
Shui Yuntian's eyes blazed with fury, a burning rage that seemed intent on incinerating Xiang Wan.
As the leader of a sect, he had never even touched a woman's hand, yet he was being humiliated by this monk time and time again. He would never believe that the bald monk had no designs on him!
Xiang Wan chuckled lightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and continued channeling her inner energy. Being criticized wouldn't hurt her.
Xiang Wan had expected Shui Yuntian to be so angry. Wasn't it simply because he was weaker than her, had shown his naked body to her, and was now being pinned down by her to exchange internal energy? He couldn't save face, could he?
Hating and resenting her will make him forget the hatred in his heart and the subconscious fear. She is sacrificing herself for him; who can be as dedicated as her?
"Let me go!"
“Amitabha, you have fallen into attachment to appearances.”
"That bald guy is disgusting!"
The Buddha said, "Silence is golden."
"You wicked monk, why won't Buddha accept you?"
"Amitabha, the Buddha likes this humble monk who does practical things."
"Pervert! You bald-headed bastard!"
"If you don't shut up, this humble monk will have to offend you."
"You dare?"
Xiang Wan smiled, didn't say anything more, stared into his eyes, and slowly moved her head closer.
"you……"
Shuiyun was extremely upset, but finally shut up. He just had a breath stuck in his throat and almost passed out.
What terrible things did he do to deserve being taken down by this monk?
Shuiyun was furious and her ears turned red with anger.
Xiang Wan's nose stopped two centimeters away from him.
“Amitabha, emptiness is form, and form is emptiness. In this humble monk’s eyes, the physical body is nothing but appearance. You are truly attached to appearances.”
Xiang Wan's face was calm and composed, without a trace of other meaning, as if she had just faced a lifeless body.
Shui Yuntian stared into Xiang Wan's eyes, paused for a moment, then lowered his gaze to avoid her.
From beginning to end, he was the only one lost in thought. The monk in front of him, whom he thought had designs on him, showed no other expression whatsoever. Did this mean that he had been tricked again?
Seeing that Shui Yuntian was deep in thought, and that Xiang Wan had given him enough internal energy, she quickly got up and released his acupoints.
Xiang Wan got up from Shui Yuntian and went to the side to meditate and regulate her breathing.
Shui Yuntian felt a lightness in his body, regained his senses, stood up, turned to look at Xiang Wan, and walked to the other end without saying a word, sitting down and beginning to circulate his internal energy.
On the surface, he seemed to have let bygones be bygones, but only he knew in his heart that something was sprouting between him and the monk.
Although he didn't understand what it was, he instinctively didn't want to mention it or think about it. He always felt that it wasn't something he wanted to see.
After meditating for a while, Shui Yuntian discovered that his internal energy now seemed much more substantial than what he had cultivated before. Previously, when he regulated his breathing, although his internal energy increased rapidly, he always felt unsteady, as if dancing on clouds and about to fall at any moment. But this time, the internal energy truly belonged to him, and he no longer felt any sense of being out of control.
Shui Yuntian opened his eyes, looked at Xiang Wan with a complicated expression, and didn't know how to face him.
It was the monks who dragged him down from the clouds into the mud, and it was also the monks who lifted him up from the mud.
What exactly is his purpose?
If he wanted to kill him, he had plenty of opportunities, but the monk didn't make a move.
If you want to help him, why tie him up?
If you wanted him, why didn't you continue just now?
Although Shui Yuntian desperately didn't want to know the answer to this last question, such a thought actually popped into his head! In the past, he would never have dared to even imagine it!
Shui Yuntian felt somewhat embarrassed, at a loss, and also embarrassed and annoyed.
He hated himself for being so weak. He should have been the first target to be eliminated, but now he had other ideas. This was not a good sign!
Forcibly suppressing all these thoughts, Shui Yuntian focused on adjusting his internal energy.
In this world, martial arts are also ranked. The highest level is the Grandmaster level, which, according to legend, is how the ancestor of the Southern Moon Kingdom established the kingdom and deterred neighboring countries from invading. Next is the Grandmaster level, which the old king had reached, but he lived in seclusion and it is unknown whether he is still alive today.
Below the Grandmaster level, martial arts are divided into Heavenly Profound and Earthly Ranks. Heavenly Profound ranges from Level 1 to Level 3, and Earthly Rank is the same. Below Earthly Rank, martial arts are divided into Levels 1 to 10, which is the current level of most martial arts practitioners.
Having founded the Heavenly Gate Sect, Shui Yuntian's strength had reached the first level of the Heavenly Profound Realm. After several years of hard work, he leaped directly from the first level to the peak of the third level, just a hair's breadth away from reaching the Grandmaster level. Who would have thought that he would be defeated by Xiang Wan like this?
Xiang Wan herself wasn't quite sure what level she was at, because she couldn't be classified using the levels of this world. However, internal energy was interconnected and could be transferred to others.
She possessed more than one cultivation technique; even if she transferred her inner energy to Shui Yuntian, she could replenish it with the Frostbite Technique. For her, it was merely a matter of expending some time and energy. If she could help Shui Yuntian resolve his inner conflict, it would actually be a worthwhile investment.
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