Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

The next day!

Inside the meditation room, Zhang Xiaofan lay quietly inside the Great Compassion Golden Wheel.

His body was covered with the most precious Golden Jade Ointment from Tianyin Temple, making it impossible to tell whether his internal injuries were healing or not.

One meter away from the Great Compassion Golden Wheel, the Blood Soul Sword emitted a faint blood-red light, protecting its master on its own.

Jin Ping'er sat in the chair, her alluring eyes bloodshot as she stared at Zhang Xiaofan.

That night, Jin Ping'er didn't close her eyes, just sat in her chair staring at Zhang Xiaofan.

Little Grey remained in its giant ape form, standing like an iron tower outside the gate, its three eyes warily scanning its surroundings.

Standing beside Xiao Hui, on either side, were two other people: Qinglong and Youji.

The two had been hiding nearby for days, and when they learned that Zhang Xiaofan was on his last breath, they immediately appeared outside the meditation room to protect him.

When Master Puhong learned that Qinglong and Youji had come to protect Zhang Xiaofan, he did not kill them because they were members of the Demonic Sect, and allowed them to stay at Tianyin Temple.

If it weren't for Zhang Xiaofan, these two demonic cultists would have been surrounded and killed by the entire Tianyin Temple if they had dared to come here.

You Ji wore a long black dress and a light veil over her face, her phoenix eyes gazing around.

Although Qinglong was severely injured and unable to fight back.

However, even when injured, as the leader of the four holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect, he still exuded a great sense of oppression when he stood there.

Youji turned her head and glanced at Zhang Xiaofan on the Great Compassion Golden Wheel. Seeing that he still hadn't woken up, she sighed deeply.

"Ugh!"

Upon hearing the sound, Jin Ping'er looked over and discovered that You Ji's phoenix eyes, which were looking at Zhang Xiaofan, did not hold a pure gaze.

Women understand women best, especially intelligent and thoughtful women like Jin Ping'er.

Based solely on the way You Ji looked at Zhang Xiaofan, Jin Ping'er concluded that You Ji had feelings for Zhang Xiaofan, and that her love for him was deep and well hidden.

It seems Zhang Xiaofan has quite the charm.

Even You Ji, one of the Four Holy Envoys, who had lived for over three hundred years, secretly harbored feelings for Zhang Xiaofan.

However, Jin Ping'er thought it was normal.

With a man like Zhang Xiaofan, who possesses profound cultivation and treats his woman exceptionally well, who wouldn't be tempted?

At least, in the past year, Jin Ping'er has gone from initially only wanting to use Zhang Xiaofan's strength to genuinely falling in love with him.

Hearing Youji's sigh, Qinglong turned to look at her and, seeing the sorrow in her eyes, comforted her:

"Little sister, don't worry. Although the deputy sect leader is only on his last breath, the Golden Jade Ointment of Tianyin Temple is famous throughout the world. In addition, the deputy sect leader has profound cultivation and a physique stronger than that of a divine beast."

"Therefore, the deputy sect leader will definitely be fine and recover; it's just a matter of time."

However, although Qinglong said this on the surface, he didn't have much hope that Zhang Xiaofan could recover.

Because he had seen Zhang Xiaofan's injuries, and they were far too severe.

His entire body was covered in blood and gore, all his meridians were broken, and even ninety percent of his bones were shattered.

Only the faint beating of his heart indicated that Zhang Xiaofan still had a breath left.

Generally speaking, any cultivator, even a demon beast, or even an ancient divine beast, whose body is in this state must have been dead beyond any doubt.

This appearance suggests that the person is dead.

Qinglong couldn't understand why Zhang Xiaofan, despite his body being in such a state, could still retain a breath of life. This was completely illogical and impossible.

Therefore, he had little hope that Zhang Xiaofan could recover.

However, he has already submitted to Zhang Xiaofan.

Qinglong was a man of principle. He believed that as long as Zhang Xiaofan had a breath left and wasn't completely dead, he, as his subordinate, would stand guard outside the meditation room to protect him. Night!
Xiao Tianyin Temple!

Xiaotianyin Temple is located on the top of the front mountain, and there are only three meditation rooms on it.

Inside the meditation room, Master Puhong, Venerable Pude, and Venerable Pukong sat facing each other on three meditation cushions.

The Venerable Monk Pude looked at Master Puhong and asked:
"Senior brother, you went to see Benefactor Zhang today. I wonder if he has improved?"

"Alas!" Master Puhong sighed and shook his head.

"His injuries are too severe, and his body has been penetrated by the Heavenly Punishment Divine Lightning. Countless bolts of Heavenly Punishment Divine Lightning are still destroying his body. Therefore, there has been no improvement whatsoever."

"However, there was a demonic energy within Zhang Shi's body protecting his heart and brain, which prevented the Heavenly Punishment Divine Lightning from damaging his heart and brain, allowing him to retain his last breath."

Upon hearing this, the monk Pude looked somewhat disappointed and put his hands together in prayer, saying:
“Amitabha Buddha, good people are always blessed. Benefactor Zhang has suffered too much in his life. If Benefactor Zhang can wake up, this old monk is willing to exchange a hundred years of his life for Benefactor Zhang to wake up, in order to repay the life-saving grace of Benefactor Zhang that day.”

"Hmph!" At this moment, the monk Pukong snorted angrily, his face full of rage, and said in a deep voice:

"In my opinion, Zhang Xiaofan has demonic energy in his body. Even yesterday in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, he was not able to expel the evil and malevolent energy in his body at all."

"I'm worried that Zhang Xiaofan will definitely become a ruthless killer in the future."

"In my opinion, this is Heaven's way of sending down a once-in-a-millennium Heavenly Punishment Thunder, seeing that Zhang Xiaofan would bring disaster to the world, to kill him without leaving him any chance of survival..."

"Junior Brother," Master Puhong interrupted Monk Pukong, his gaze fixed intently on Monk Pukong, and said in a deep voice:

"Junior brother, don't forget, if it weren't for Benefactor Zhang escorting us two hundred people back to Tianyin Temple, we two hundred people would have been wiped out by the Hehuan Sect long ago. Tianyin Temple would also have been destroyed because of this."

"Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan has not done anything immoral in the past eleven years, and he is also the only successor of Junior Brother Puzhi, and is one of our own from Tianyin Temple."

"As long as Benefactor Zhang has a breath left, Tianyin Temple will do everything in its power to help him."

"Senior brother, are you confused?" Monk Pukong said angrily.
"Leaving aside Zhang Xiaofan, just look at Qinglong and Youji standing outside his door now. They kill without blinking an eye and have wreaked havoc on the world for over three hundred years."

"In my opinion, we should take advantage of this opportunity to use the full strength of the temple to kill Qinglong Youji at Tianyin Temple, and then kill Jin Ping'er and Zhang Xiaofan."

"Finally, the three-eyed spirit monkey will be imprisoned in Tianyin Temple for several hundred years, and its unruly nature will be cleansed by Buddhist teachings. The three-eyed spirit monkey is extremely powerful and can live for tens of thousands of years."

"With the Three-Eyed Spirit Monkey, my Tianyin Temple can have another Mountain-Shaking God, just like the Qingyun Sect..."

"Insolence!" Before Pukong could finish speaking, Master Puhong roared, rising to his feet and walking towards the monk Pukong, angrily saying:

“Benefactor Zhang has shown my Tianyin Temple immense kindness, yet you have such thoughts.”

"Today, I will give you a slap as punishment."

Having said that, golden light shone brightly from the old man's hand, and he slapped down at the monk Pukong.

However, before he could even take the shot, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body trembled violently...

The Venerable Monk Pude quickly helped Master Puhong sit down, and said with concern:

"Senior brother..."

Master Puhong waved his hand and said:

"It's nothing serious. I was just injured by that beast god and haven't fully recovered yet. I was so angry just now that my injuries flared up again."

The monk Pukong, observing this scene, said:
"Senior brother, please reconsider. This move can not only eliminate some of the Demonic Sect's forces, but also bring Tianyin Temple a Zhenshan Divine Beast. It's a win-win situation!"

"You...you get out!" Master Puhong gave the monk Pukong a thumbs-up.

Seeing this, Pu Kong said:

"Compassion can save all sentient beings, but it cannot glorify Tianyin Temple!"

"Senior brother, think about it again..."

Having said that, seeing Master Puhong about to get up and rush over again, Pukong quickly walked out of the meditation room. (End of this chapter)