"You traitor, you lackey!" Mishan spat out blood, staring intently at Xutuo as he cursed.
“I am not a traitor, not a lackey!” Sudatta grabbed his neck and roared.
“It is…” Mishan spat out another mouthful of blood, his head lolled to the side, and he remained motionless.
"No, no!!" Xu Tuo shattered Mi Shan's corpse with a single palm strike and exclaimed.
"Traitor, you've killed another one." The bearded monk and the small-eyed monk gritted their teeth after witnessing this scene.
He pounced on it.
"I told you, I am not a traitor." With a single palm strike, the small-eyed monk was instantly shattered into pieces, which then fell from the sky.
With a flick of his finger, the Primordial Body flew over, breaking the curled-beard monk's staff and smashing one of his arms into bloody fragments, which then fell to the ground.
"You just wait." The bearded monk's body flickered, transforming into a streak of yellow light, and headed towards Mount Ling, disappearing in an instant.
With a "whoosh," Zhong Ling lightly touched the ground with her toes, rose into the sky, and appeared beside Xu Tuo.
“It’s not worth it to follow them!” she said, patting his shoulder.
“Hmm.” Sudatta nodded.
"Actually, being expelled is a good thing!"
"Being free and unrestrained is much better than spending every day in a temple chanting scriptures!"
"What if you get tired of playing someday!"
"One can also choose a place to live in seclusion and cultivate oneself."
“Or establish your own school and become a grandmaster!” Zhong Ling added.
“That’s true!” Sudatta looked at her.
"I have another idea!"
"What are your thoughts?" Zhong Ling asked.
"Return to secular life!"
"Return to secular life?"
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"Why would I want to leave the monastic life?"
"Does this mean you want to get married and have children?" Zhong Ling asked, startled.
“This!” Sudatta stammered, unable to speak.
"Haha, you've fallen for worldly desires!"
"Tell me, which family's daughter is she from!"
"Shall I give you my opinion?" Zhong Ling laughed and said.
“I, I…” Sudatta stammered, touching his bald head.
Why are you staring at me like that?
“Say it!” Zhong Ling said.
"Could it be that Master Xutuo has fallen for Third Senior Sister?" On the boat, Shi Jing noticed something amiss and asked.
"Perhaps," Chen Tiansheng said.
"It was written all over his face!"
"Perhaps?"
“I think so!” Shi Jing said.
"Senior sister is intelligent; there's no way she wouldn't know!"
“She’s faking it!” she said again.
Nangong Rou's gaze was fixed on Ling Mountain, where she sensed an extremely powerful killing intent.
"Dong dong dong!" At this moment, the sound of the bell suddenly changed from slow to fast, and finally became a continuous sound.
Immediately afterwards, beams of golden light rose into the sky and converged together.
Once they formed a huge square formation, they surged towards this side.
"What a grand display."
"It seems a fierce battle is inevitable!" she said.
"Such a powerful killing intent!"
"This time, obtaining the spiritual water will probably be difficult!" Zhong Ling said, looking into the distance.
"Even if it's hard to get it, we have to get it!"
“If they act like they did before, I might as well kill a few more,” Sudatta said.
"You don't need to do anything."
“I’ll do it!” Zhong Ling said.
"It's alright!"
"Anyway, I've already killed quite a few people!"
"Even if I don't make a move, they won't let me go!" Sudatta said through gritted teeth.
In a short while, the square formation appeared on the opposite side.
There are half nuns and half monks.
Each of them held a staff and a dagger, their faces grim.
The leader was a monk with a round head and big ears, holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads the size of a bowl, which he kept turning.
Standing to the side was the bearded monk who had just escaped. The blood had stopped flowing from his severed arm, which was wrapped in his robe, and he looked furious.
“Master, it was this traitor who killed Senior Brother Mishan and Junior Brother Luo!” the bearded monk said, pointing at Xutuo.
“Yes.” Fajie nodded.
"Sudha, you have fallen into a demonic trap and cannot extricate yourself!"
"If you know what's good for you, then explode your body and die!"
“Otherwise, I will reluctantly help you pass on!” he said, looking at Sudatta.
"Greetings, Uncle-Master!" Xu Tuo bowed respectfully and said.
"I am no longer your senior uncle!"
“There’s no need for that!” Fajie sighed softly and said.
"You have placed yourself on the opposite side of Buddhism!"
"We are enemies, not fellow disciples!"
“I know,” Sudatta nodded.
"How is my master?" he asked.
“He is in a state of seclusion, facing death!” Fajie said.
"Don't count on him anymore!"
"That's already enough trouble for him!"
"I understand!"
"Please, Uncle-Master, grant me a drop of spiritual water!"
“Just one drop,” Sudatta said, kneeling down.
“Master Sudatta, you don’t need to do this!” Zhong Ling tried to help him up, but he pushed her away.
"Give me just a drop of spiritual water, and I'm willing to accept any punishment from the Discipline Hall!" He looked at the Discipline Hall with a pleading expression.
"You've come again for the Willow Dew?" Fa Jie frowned and asked.
“Yes.” Sudatta nodded.
"Willow Dew is a priceless treasure of Buddhism!"
"You can't just give it away!"
“And you, you can’t either!” He shook his head and said.
"Please, Uncle Master, grant me one!" said Sudatta.
"I said no, and that's final!"
"Furthermore, the teleportation array leading into the Treasure Tree is guarded by people from the Tiger Subduing Hall."
"You killed a disciple of the Tiger Subduing Hall before."
"They hate you to the core now!"
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