I've been a headhunter at Six Doors all these years

Chapter 120 117: Jingfeng Temple
You must know that although this knife is not a treasured knife, it is far sharper than ordinary swords, and both of them are born with nine levels of cultivation, and their eight or ninety years of internal strength are enough to pierce through the sword with all their strength. An inch of steel!

But now, they couldn't stab a flesh and blood body!
Not even the slightest bit of skin can be pricked.

This is so incredible!
Ling Yun turned around and looked at the two of them with a half-smile: "If I'm not mistaken, you and the two killers last night are the four major killers of the Shenyue Sect."

"You guessed it right. But, what magical skill have you practiced to be invulnerable?"

The man calmed down at this moment, looked at Ling Yun and asked slowly.

"It seems that he is more powerful than the leader's golden Buddha indestructibility magic skill." The woman sighed.

Is the Golden Buddha not bad?

Is this a weakened version of King Kong's Immortality?
The corner of Ling Yun's mouth curled into a smile.

It seems that Ban Tianyue, the leader of Shenyue Sect, has some strength, so he should not be inferior to Ouyang Feiying.

"You should still care about your own death, not other people's magical skills."

Although Ling Yun was smiling, the two assassins felt that he was standing in front of him like a god of death, and could harvest their lives at any time with a wave of his hand.

"Our death is ended by ourselves."

As the man said, he wiped his neck with a knife, and blood spurted out.

At the same time, the woman pierced her heart with a knife, and stirred the blade facelessly.

The two bodies crashed down.

"That's right, it's still a little bit of energy. It seems that now I still have to make breakfast myself."

Ling Yun shook his head and walked towards the stove.

After a while, Ling Yun returned to the restaurant with three big bowls of noodles.

After eating the noodles, the three of them left the inn, got on their horses and continued on their way to the valley.

Along the way, I saw a few wooden houses sparsely built in the Windless Valley, and the people who lived there were all reclusive people from the rivers and lakes.

Ling Yun led Shangguan Yan and Sima Changfeng to visit from house to house, but they couldn't find a woman who was suitable for Ding Xuelian.

Seeing that it was about to reach the end of the windless valley, there was no one in the valley anymore.

How come, doesn't Ding Xuelian live in Windless Valley?
Ling Yun reined in the horse's head and couldn't help frowning in thought.

Shangguan Yan rode on the white steed, stretched out her hand to brush the hair that was floating on her forehead, and looked around with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Suddenly she let out a little gasp, pointed to a looming red wall and gray tiles among the mountains, and said, "Brother Ling, look, there seems to be a temple there."

Ling Yun looked in the direction of her finger, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Go, let's have a look!"

The three rode to the foot of the mountain, then dismounted and headed towards the red wall and gray tiles in the mountain.

When I came to the mountainside and reached the front of the temple, I saw that the gate was closed tightly, and there was a plaque on it with the words "Jingfeng Temple" written on it.

Shangguan Yan looked up at the plaque and couldn't help saying: "So it's a nunnery."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yun's mouth: "The nunnery is right."

Shangguan Yan was startled, but then seemed to understand the meaning of Ling Yun's words.

She restrained her excitement, and looked at Ling Yun with her beautiful eyes: "You don't want to say that my mother lives in seclusion in this nunnery, do you?"

Ling Yun didn't answer, just smiled and said: "Go in and have a look!"

After saying that, he took the lead in striding towards the gate of Jingfeng Nunnery.

Shangguan Yan pursed her lips and took a deep breath, brushed the blue hairs on her forehead that were blown by the mountain wind, and followed closely.

Sima Changfeng frowned slightly!

Shangguan Yan's mother lives here?What does this have to do with his background?

He stepped forward with his arms folded.

Ling Yun picked up the door knocker and knocked on it a few times.

After a while, the nunnery door creaked open.

"Amitabha!"

A middle-aged nun in Tsing Yi greeted her, and saluted Ling Yun and the other three with her palms up: "Three benefactors, I don't know what is the purpose of visiting Jingfeng nunnery?"

Ling Yun looked at her, but saw that this nun had fair skin, beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a tall figure. Although she was wearing an old gray nun's clothes, she still couldn't hide her curvaceous curves.

It has to be said that she was once a charming beauty.

Most importantly, her facial features and face shape are somewhat similar to Shangguan Yanjiang.Compared with Shangguan Yan, her figure is slightly plump, showing the style of a mature woman.

It's just that Shangguan Yan's facial features are more refined and flawless, and her figure is more Ana, showing a youthful and girly atmosphere.

Ling Yun couldn't help but let go of his heart, and stepped aside.

The nun in Tsing Yi and Shangguan Yan looked at each other.

The two looked at each other, their eyes were full of doubts and surprises!

After a while, the nun in Tsing Yi looked excited and murmured: "You are."

"I'm Yan'er." Shangguan Yan said excitedly, her eyes were full of tears: "Are you mother?"

"Yan'er. Are you really Yan'er?"

The nun in Tsing Yi was very excited, stepped forward, stretched out her hand to caress Shangguan Yan's cheek, and looked at her carefully with tears in her eyes.

"Mother~~"

Shangguan Yan threw herself into the arms of the nun in Tsing Yi, weeping with joy!

"Swallow~~"

The nun in Tsing Yi hugged Shangguan Yan tightly and began to sob.

Both Ling Yun and Sima Changfeng turned around involuntarily.

Men are most afraid of seeing such a sad and tearful scene.

After a long time, the sobbing gradually stopped.

"Yan'er, didn't you fall off the cliff?"

Ding Xuelian stroked her daughter and her hair, with doubts and joy on her face.

"I was caught by a tree branch, and later I was rescued by an expert who lives in seclusion here. He later became my daughter's teacher, Gu Mutian."

Shangguan Yan stood up straight from her mother's arms, raised her sleeves and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, showing emotion.

"Gu Mutian?" Ding Xuelian showed surprise on her face: "He is a legendary expert, I never thought you would have such a good fortune."

Ding Xuelian never dreamed that her daughter fell off the cliff and survived, but she was accepted as a disciple by Gu Mutian, an expert in the world, because of a blessing in disguise.

For a long time, she thought that her daughter was no longer alive.

"Then these two benefactors are"

Ding Xuelian turned to look at Ling Yun and Sima Changfeng.

"Mom, let me introduce you."

Shangguan Yan came to Ling Yun's side and said to his mother: "His name is Ling Yun, he is my daughter's savior, and he is the one who brought her here to find you."

Ling Yun cupped his hands to Ding Xuelian and said, "Madam Ding."

"Thank you benefactor Ling for saving my little girl's life!" Ding Xuelian clasped her palms together and bowed slightly to thank Ling Yun. "I'm already a monk, benefactor Ling should call me poor nun Chen Kong!"

Afterwards, Ding Xuelian frowned and asked, "How does Master Ling know that the poor nun lives here?"

Fifteen years ago, she was hunted down by Shenyue Sect and Ouyang Feiying's subordinates. When she saw her daughter fall off the cliff, all thoughts were lost, so she turned around and fought to the death!
Later, she was rescued by an old nun and brought her to Jingfeng Nunnery in Wufeng Valley.

From then on, she shaved her hair and became a nun, and her dharma name was empty.

The old nun taught her martial arts, until last year, when the old nun passed away, Ding Xuelian became the only nun and head of Jingfeng Nunnery.

(End of this chapter)