"Who?" Yun Ye was shocked and turned around and looked back.

Two nuns wearing gray Taoist robes were standing on the bluestone floor stretched out from the back door. One on the left was over 60 years old and his head was covered with silver hair. He had just simply inserted a green hairpin, but it didn't look scattered at all, but gave people a full sense of energy.

On the right is a girl of similar age to Tang Ming. Her gray Taoist robe completely could not cover her delicate figure. She could not hide her fair skin from her ankles. Upwards were straight legs and very gorgeous buttocks. She was tied with a white ribbon, and a huge gossip pattern hung on her chest. She had beautiful facial features that were stunning on her fair neck, especially the red lips that captured the soul, which could definitely be called a disaster to the country and the people.

"You, you are!" Seeing the old nun and the little nun beside him, Yun Ye, who was still very arrogant just now, immediately became depressed. He was frightened and beaten up on the spot at a glance. He even lowered his head quickly and did not dare to look at the two people in front of him.

"I think it's how good that monk Dajue is to manage the little monk in the temple. Now it seems that's it." The old nun smiled coldly, for some reason, it seemed that the temperature around him dropped a lot just because of the old nun's smile.

Yun Ye didn't dare to talk back and shook his head, even knelt down to the old nun in front of Tang Ming, begging for mercy: "Please don't tell the abbot. If the abbot knows that a brigade general is allowed to be expelled from the two Zen temples!"

"Get out, I'm not the gossiping person. Don't let me see you, otherwise I will ruin you with my own hands next time!" The old nun said as she put on a handprint of compassion.

When Yun Ye saw the old nun let go, he immediately kowtowed three times in a row to the old nun. Then he brought a few horsemen wearing white monk costumes to crawl into the two Zen temples. After walking for a long time, a maid monk next to Yun Ye dared to speak and asked tremblingly.

"This, senior brother, what should we do now? You said that if Master Mixin told the master, what should we do?"

Yun Ye glared at the monk who was talking, kicked him directly to the ground: "What are you afraid of? Since Master Mixin said he would not gossip, he would not gossip."

"That senior brother, that boy from the Seventh Court?"

Yun Ye took a deep breath and stretched out two fingers at the horsemen, then said, "For two days, that kid can only jump for two days at most. When he enters the mountain the day after tomorrow, he will just scrap the kid and still go in the sea."

"But if the Seventh Master Uncle chased after him," a disciple behind him felt something was wrong and said tremblingly.

Yun Ye glared at the person talking, and then said viciously: "You idiot, then you will say that you were eaten by a monster. If you have this intention, you should think of a way to collect more, what is the truth about Xuanyang Chaolu."

...

Tang Ming climbed out of the pool where the waterfall was flowing down with some difficulty. After all, his hands had completely broken. He climbed up one after another with his legs.

But the moss on the shore was a little slippery. As soon as Tang Ming stepped on the ground, he was slipped by the accumulated moss and fell backwards.

Fortunately, the young girl next to the old nun was extremely agile. Just when Tang Ming was about to fall into the pool, he quickly exerted a spiritual energy and pulled Tang Ming out of the pool. Then he looked at Tang Ming's right hand, which even his bones were turned out, frowned and said, "Little monk, your hand is seriously injured. Do you want to treat you?"

Tang Ming stumbled on the little nun, which was strange. It was obviously the first time we met, but when he saw this little nun, he felt a vaguely familiar feeling.

"No!" Tang Ming shook his head, two words flowed out from the ground, and then he entered Liangzhan Temple without looking back.

Just a little bit of physical damage. Immortal Shura can be cured in a minute, and I have to waste this time. If Immortal Shura suddenly activated himself during the treatment and was cured inexplicably, it would be a bit horrible.

After Tang Ming left, the old nun walked to the girl and asked with a smile: "I'm wondering, how could Cai'er, who is not shocked on weekdays, notice the injury on a little monk's phone? Could it be that she fell in love with this little monk?"

"Master is joking. I am a member of the empty sect. How can I talk about these private affairs of my children? It's just that the young monk just now was really pitiful. He was obviously a mute and was bullied so badly by his fellow brothers. He was just soft-hearted." After explaining twice casually, Cai'er's face really didn't change much emotionally.

The master looked at Cai'er's face and sighed: "I hope you will not be bound by the rules of the Three Qingshu. You are still young and should have your own life."

Cai'er smiled and waved her hand: "Okay, Master, let's go to the abbot for my business, after all, this is the most important thing at the moment!"

The master nodded: "Yes, I don't know when this stubborn old man will figure out the truth..."

Time flies, and it is already two days later. On the morning of that day, Tang Ming was tidying up his outfit and preparing to go to the back mountain to practice fighting the world, but the chubby little monk trotted all the way to Tang Ming.

"My junior brother, younger brother, today is the day to collect Xuanyang Chaolu. Senior brother asked me to come and call you to go with you."

Tang Ming clenched his head and wrote the four words "Xuanyang Chaolu" on the ground.

The junior brother has been with Tang Ming for a few days and can roughly understand what Tang Ming means. He smiled at Tang Ming again and then said: "The so-called Xuanyang morning dew is the dew that has absorbed the thirty-three days of the morning dew, and the dew dripped from the leaves of Xuanyang flowers. This dew can be used as medicine, brewing wine, or strengthening cultivation, which is of great help."

"Must go?"

Now Tang Ming’s main task is to cultivate the drunken kun that the seventh master taught him. As for cultivation, although it is important, it is not Tang Ming’s primary goal now.

Biping nodded again: "Yes, you must go. You represent the Seventh Court of Uncle Seventh Division."

"Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced you to you. The disciples in the two Zen Temples have seven small courtyards, and each courtyard has a different division of labor. Just like the third uncle in the Third Hospital is the one who manages the spiritual medicine, while our sixth hospital manages the two Zen Temples clean and tidy. As for the seventh hospital, it was originally a medical name, but although the treatment of the seventh uncle can cure the patient, it is the duration of the disease.

I was hit and kicked, so when I got sick, I would go to the medical administrator outside to see it. Some people even said that the Seventh Master is a lunatic, and no one joined the Seventh Courtyard for a while. After a while, the Seventh Courtyard became a place where no one wanted to come. The original Buddhist temple was also changed to a wine cellar by the Seventh Master, but in fact, the Seventh Master’s skills are very high."

Tang Ming waved his hand and understood what Biping meant, in fact, he saw that the Seventh Hospital had always been sparsely populated before, and naturally there was no one who hadn't participated in such an event for a long time.

But now Tang Ming is also a disciple of the Seventh Courtyard, so he naturally has the right to represent the Seventh Courtyard and participate in this activity of collecting morning dew for a long time.

"Then let's get up together!" Tang Ming sneered and then wrote another line of words.

The little fat man nodded and took the lead in walking in front, moving forward all the way, and finally pushed it out from the side door on the left side of the Liangzin Temple.

Tang Ming shrugged his shoulders, but he didn't think so much. He followed the little monk and left the east gate of the temple.

As for the medical skills of the seventh uncle are really not very good, but it is true that he has done so much for someone like him whom he met by chance, and even taught him how to beat the god of the seventh uncle. Of course, he has to repay the favor of the seventh uncle.

After leaving the east gate of the temple, you can see the uncle of the temple who made Tang Ming grin at the not far away. What a good guy, it was this fat man who made him become a mute now. If Tang Ming had the strength, he would definitely beat the eighteen golden bald donkeys first and then teach the fat man a lesson.

"Cough cough cough!" The uncle of the prison temple coughed: "Hurry up the people behind. It will not take long to collect Xuanyang morning dew. If you miss it, wait for another thirty-three days!"

The little monk pulled Tang Ming and rushed to trot all the way. He could be regarded as running to the younger brother and entered the team under the roll of his eyes.

The team stood in seven rows, each row of monks wearing different colors of clothes, just like the third courtyard wearing white monk's robes, the sixth courtyard was light blue, and the seventh courtyard was dressed in gray Buddha's robe.

Except for the last two teams, there were ten monks standing neatly in the five teams, but when Tang Ming came to the sixth, seventh team, the sixth team, there must be tied, and there must be the same. As for the seventh team, Tang Ming was alone.

No wonder they always say that they are holding together for warmth. Now, the Sixth Hospital is afraid that they can only choose to join in the group.

"Cough cough cough." After everyone stood still, the uncle of the temple coughed again.

"Okay, since everyone has arrived, I will talk about the rules. There are many Xuanyang flowers growing on the Double Hump Peak. We want to collect the Xuanyang Dew on the leaves. There are three taboos for this trip."

"One of them must not harm Xuanyang flowers. Flowers, plants and trees are all spiritual."

"The second thing is that you must not go deep into the Double Hump Peak. There are very powerful monsters in the depths of the Double Hump Peak. Even if you enter it, you will lose your life even if you are a strong man in the Daoxuan realm."

"Third, you only have two hours to do, so as quickly as possible, and then you will also make the Xuanyang Chaolu collected into a potion and distribute it to you. In short, the more you collect, the better!"
Chapter completed!