MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times-Chapter 430 Master returns

Chapter 430 The return of the master

 Qingfeng paused and almost cried with joy.

Hearing the familiar voice, a monk subconsciously turned his head, and then his pupils shrank.

From afar, three Taoists were walking towards them. Their speed was like shrinking the ground to an inch.

 Could it be that Master Xuan Yi has returned? Isn't there news that he is far away in southern Xinjiang? How come you came back at such a critical moment?

The monk subconsciously wanted to escape, but they were about to complete their mission. If I just give up, I really won’t be willing to do it.

At the moment of hesitation, golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the three Taoists with fluttering clothes in the distance were already standing at the entrance of Xuanqing Temple.

“Everyone, do you want to destroy our Xuanqing Temple while I’m away?” The old man in the lead looked like an immortal, his face was calm, and his voice was neither sad nor happy.

 However, the faces of the dozen or so Taoist monks all changed, and their hands and feet became weak.

 Some ghosts who knew how powerful they were were scared away.

 But there are also many who stay in place and attack regardless of life and death.

 The emperor looked happy when he saw the old man, "The real man is finally back."

Zhenren Xuanyi nodded slightly and said, "I have met the emperor."

Then he scanned around the **** Xuanqing Temple and the ghosts around it, and quietly told the two disciples, "There is no need to keep them here, just clean them up."

 “Yes, Master.”

The two disciples looked away from Ling Chu, bowed in response, and made quick gestures with their hands.

One person dealt with the ghosts, and the other dealt with the dozen monks and Taoists.

Master Xuan Yi ignored the two disciples behind him and walked towards Ling Chu's direction.

Having lost consciousness, the ghost who didn't know how powerful he was rushed towards him ferociously, but before he could get close, he was bounced away by the golden light on his body.

　　Even before he could utter a scream, he died in a panic.

Seeing Master Xuan Yi, Qingfeng was a little worried and said, "Master, if you don't come back, you won't see your disciples anymore."

Master Xuan Yi just glanced at him briefly and then withdrew his gaze. He continued walking towards Ling Chu without stopping.

Qingfeng twitched the corner of his mouth. It had been a long time since we last saw each other. Master and the old man still only had eyes for his little junior sister. In Master's eyes, he was as dispensable as the stone at the door of the Taoist temple.

 Qingfeng was slandering in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything. He didn't take good care of his little junior sister, and he didn't know if the master would punish him.

Lingchu didn't look at the real person Xuan Yi, his eyes were a little hollow, and he kept controlling the shovel and small hammer to kill the ghosts.

"Xiaosi." Master Xuan Yi followed her gaze and looked at the shovel and the hammer, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. But he didn't say anything, he just called out softly, raised his right hand and put his fingers together.

 As he read the sutra in his mouth, he quickly tapped Ling Chu's forehead with his two fingers.

Ling Chu was unconscious at the moment and had no idea who the person in front of him was. She just instinctively raised her hand to push the person in front of her away.

However, Master Xuan Yi touched his shoulder with his left hand and he was immediately unable to move.

 Half a quarter of an hour later, Master Xuan Yi took back his hand and called out in a kind voice, "Xiao Si."

Lingchu blinked, and the confusion in her eyes receded. When she saw the immortal old man in front of her, she blurted out, "Master."

After the words came out of his mouth, Ling Chu was startled.

It was the first time she had seen this person, but she knew it was Xuan Yi without anyone having to say anything.

 This is the memory left in her mind by the original owner.

Seeing that she had regained her consciousness, Qingfeng relaxed her tight heartstrings and blurted out, "Xiaosi, you really scared me to death. Fortunately, the master is back."

Lingchu was a little confused. What had she done? Why did the third senior brother look so scared?

 Qingfeng opened her mouth and was about to say that she had just become disowned and that gods would kill gods and Buddhas.

Mr. Xuanyi glanced at him lightly, and his voice was full of warning, "Qingfeng."

Qingfeng felt a chill in her heart and immediately swallowed back the words that came to her lips. He quickly put on a smile and quickly changed the subject, "Little sister, master, senior brother and two senior brothers are all back."

Being interrupted by him, Ling Chu came back to his senses. Only then did he remember the fight just now and quickly turned around to look. The dozen or so monks and Taoists who were besieging him all collapsed on the ground, looking dejected and shocked.

As for those eerie ghosts, they have long since disappeared, and even the air has returned to its original quietness and peace. Two Taoists with fluttering clothes were looking towards her, and they both smiled at her, "Xiao Si."

 “First senior brother, second senior brother.”

These two people are not what she imagined. The senior brother Ji Yuan is a bit rigid and serious. Among the senior brothers and sisters, he is the one who looks most like his master, and his magic skills are all inherited from his master.

 Second senior brother Nan Gu is tall and thin, and his body smells of medicine.

Ling Chu hurriedly said hello and immediately turned his head to look to the other side.

Only then did I realize that the fight had already ended.

More than half of the besieging officers and soldiers were killed or injured. Those who were not dead were also paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.

 At first glance, it seemed that he was imprisoned by the eldest brother and the second brother with magic.

Two-thirds of the Imperial Guards were dead, and the rest were seriously injured.

The emperor was also hung on his body. Fortunately, Pang Gongling was fighting to death with others, and he was not injured.

Lingchu's eyes glanced over, and finally landed on the tall and straight body, but covered in blood.

 Puckering her lips, she stepped forward quickly.

 He took out the medicine and poured it on his wound, but it was washed away by the blood in the blink of an eye.

Ling Chu’s eyes turned red.

Ning Chuyi was looking down and saw that she seemed to be about to cry, and her heart tightened, "Don't worry, it just looks a little scary, but it's not serious."

Ling Chu paused, pursed his lips, and raised his eyes. Her face was pale, she had obviously lost a lot of blood, yet she was reassured that she was fine.

 For some reason, she clearly didn't want to cry, but her emotions came quickly and urgently. Despite trying hard to hold it down, the tears still rolled down like broken beads.

Seeing her crying, Ning Chuyi felt panicked and in pain, "Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm really fine."

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears, but found that his hand was full of blood. He was afraid that she would cry harder when she saw it, so he quickly pulled back.

Yin Sha and Wei Feng, who were also scarred, saw Ning Chuyi so helpless for the first time.

This scene was really new. The two of them watched it intently, and even suddenly felt that the injuries on their bodies didn't seem that painful anymore.

Lingchu's senior brother and second senior brother stood on one side and were looking at Ning Chuyi carefully. Seeing her suddenly burst into tears, the two of them frowned, and their eyes at Ning Chuyi quickly changed from appreciation to dissatisfaction.

Xuan Yi, a master of the immortal style, also set his sights on Ning Chuyi, but what he looked at was not only the appearance, but also the facial features, bones, momentum, fortune, etc.

After looking at Ning Chuyi, he looked at Ling Chu carefully, raised his right hand slightly and tapped his fingers lightly.

 Ji Yuan and Nan Gu’s actions are exactly the same as those of Xuan Yi.

If it were normal for so many people to look at him, Ning Chuyi would have noticed it long ago. But seeing Ling Chu crying now, he was confused and didn't know anything about it.

The emperor did find out, but Master Xuan Yi's face was calm, and he couldn't see any clues from his face.

I could only glance at Ning Chuyi some hate iron. The master and a few brothers were watching. How can I drop the chain at the critical moment and even coax a girl.

Afraid that Master Xuan Yi would be dissatisfied with Ning Chuyi, the emperor coughed and stepped forward, "Fortunately Master Xuan Yi came back in time, otherwise I might have returned to the underworld."

Zhenren Xuanyi slowly withdrew his gaze. Although he could see the emperor's thoughts, he did not reveal it.

 “Your Majesty is blessed with great blessings from heaven.”

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