Suddenly, Zhao Yun was fed a pill by Ling Su. His meridians and five bones suddenly felt warm and comfortable. The pain and itchiness that felt like gangrene on his bones disappeared immediately. His angry tone turned into surprise, "What did you feed me?"
Ling Su's cold voice sounded, "It's nothing. It's just saving your life for two to three years."
Zhao Yun was stunned. She did not know why the nun suddenly changed her mind. She then thought of Sister Miao killing herself. That must be the result of her begging as a hostage. At that moment, her blood boiled. She only wanted to shout at Zhang Miao, "Why are you so good to me?"
She saw that there were tear stains between Zhang Miao's slender eyelashes. She was really pitiful. That kind of feeling of wanting to speak but not speaking made Zhao Yun have a kind of desire, he just wanted to hold her in his arms and properly comfort her.
Zhang Miao could clearly feel that the brat was looking at her. His eyes were filled with self-blame, joy, and affection. She knew that the brat finally knew what she had done for him. Her heart was filled with joy, but it was soon followed by sourness. She tried her best to put on a smile and said, "Brat! I said that Master has great magical powers and can definitely cure the Qianji Poison. You didn't believe me. Now you're enlightened? "
Ling Su suddenly coughed and said, "Brat, I can't cure this strange poison. The Qianji Poison will relapse in two to three years. I know you want to take revenge. I might as well show you the way. "
Zhao Yun was disappointed. Even the nun could not cure the Qianji Poison. She was afraid that no one could cure it. Then she felt grateful. These two to three years were exchanged with Sister Miao's life! Hearing Ling Su's words, she did not know why she was so kind. She raised her eyebrows and listened to what she had to say.
Ling Su gently stroked Zhang Miao's hair. After a while, she said, "If you want to take revenge, you have to learn from a Master in these two to three years. Then you can go and kill Wu Tong. If you don't have a master's fortuitous encounter, you won't be able to do it. "
Zhao Yun gritted her teeth and said, "If I can take revenge, I won't hesitate even if I have to sacrifice my life."
Ling Su suddenly shouted, "Hey! You're not going to live forever, and you're determined to take revenge, yet you're entangled with my disciple. You're really stupid, and you're harming others and yourself! Just think about it! "
When Zhao Yun heard this, she felt as if she was struck by lightning. Her mind rumbled incessantly, and she couldn't help but look at Zhang Miao.
In his heart, he felt that Ling Su's words made sense, and he should do as she said. Why should he burden Sister Miao with his dying body? How could he cause her to do something foolish? However, he couldn't bear to part with her. If he didn't want to miss his Sister Miao, he would rather die.
For a moment, he was in a dilemma, unable to make a decision.
Zhang Miao laughed and said, "Stinking brat, what are you in a daze for! My master is just joking with you. But, uh, it's only temporary. We have to break up for a while. "
"Why?"
"How stupid. If I'm not by your side, you'll be bullied again. " Zhang Miao got up from her master's arms and walked to Zhao Yun. She was half a head lower than Zhao Yun. She raised her hand slightly and scratched Zhao Yun's nose lightly. "You don't understand. Our Shui Yue Nunnery doesn't accept male disciples. If you want to learn spells, you have to go somewhere else. Coincidentally, my master has to teach me the Yuheng Nine Forms, so she can't visit you. "
Zhao Yun let out an "ah" and looked at Ling Su's expression again.
Ling Su still said coldly, "Among all the sects in the world, the Lingyun Temple is the most respected. I can write a letter for you to guarantee that you'll be accepted as a disciple. As for whether you can learn supernatural powers, it'll depend on your luck. "
She was still brooding over Zhao Yun's identity. She had no choice but to ask Zhao Yun to seek refuge with the Lingyun Temple. She only wanted Zhao Yun to leave Zhang Miao as soon as possible. As for the rest, she could only let Daoist Ziwei take care of it.
Zhao Yun didn't know where the Lingyun Temple was, but she expected that Ling Su wouldn't lie to her. If she wanted to learn celestial spells, she had to be accepted as a disciple. Ling Su was a great help. She hurriedly prostrated herself and kowtowed three times respectfully. "Thank you for your guidance, master."
Zhang Miao giggled at the side. "Brat, this isn't like you at all. When you reach the Lingyun Temple, you have to be as humble as you are now. With your temper, only my master has good self-restraint. Those Daoist priests won't be so easy to talk to. "
Zhao Yun hurriedly agreed.
Ling Su continued, "I see that your right arm is charred and damaged. If you don't treat it in time, it's useless. Since Miao 'er asked me to amputate your crippled arm, I have to do it for you so that your blood won't flow smoothly. If you succeed in cultivation in the future, you can transform a new arm. "
When Zhao Yun heard that his right arm was going to be amputated, he wasn't shocked. He couldn't feel his arm for a few days and was starting to get used to it. It didn't matter if it was amputated or not.
Zhang Miao's beautiful eyes were like water. Her eyes were filled with tenderness. She shouted, "Master, you have to be careful and be quick. Brat, you can't torture yourself anymore. "
Ling Su had always been amiable to Zhang Miao. She smiled and said, "Miao 'er, do you still doubt me?" She shouted to Zhao Yun, "Brat, lie on the ground and open your right arm."
Zhang Miao quickly helped Zhao Yun lie down and pushed Zhao Yun's right arm away. Zhao Yun didn't know how Ling Su was going to do it. He was actually a little nervous.
Ling Su shouted, "Miao 'er, quickly spread out. You must be careful. "When she was sure that Zhang Miao was three feet away, she concentrated and spat out a golden pill from her mouth. The golden pill grew with the wind. It was actually a golden long sword. On it were the words' Lin Jia 'in ancient seal script. It emitted a dazzling light.
Ling Su shouted, "Here!" The long sword soared into the sky. It pushed away the clouds and fog as it whistled through the air.
Zhao Yun only saw an afterimage. His right hand suddenly felt lighter. Only then did he know that his arm had been amputated and blood was gushing out.
Even though he didn't doubt his master, Zhang Miao was still anxious and uneasy. When he saw the brat's arm bleeding profusely, he quickly shouted, "Master, quickly help the brat stop the bleeding."
Ling Su frowned and sighed secretly. She stretched out her hand and flicked a golden light. The golden light merged into Zhao Yun's body. Zhao Yun's arm actually stopped bleeding.
Zhang Miao quickly took out a deer antler pill and fed it to Zhao Yun. She then took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his arm without hesitation.
Zhang Miao saw that Zhao Yun's face was pale but he was holding back the pain. Her heart ached. She said gently, "Brat, is it very painful? Just bear with it for a while and you'll be fine. "She hugged Zhao Yun's body and hoped that Zhao Yun would feel less pain.
Zhao Yun had been enduring the Qianji Poison all day. The pain of losing his arm might be unbearable in the eyes of others but it was just a piece of cake for him. Seeing Sister Miao being so considerate, he was inexplicably touched. In his heart, he hoped that he could break his arm a few more times so that he could experience Sister Miao's gentleness again.
His face was full of smiles. There was an intoxicating light in his eyes. He said softly, "It doesn't hurt."
Zhang Miao said angrily, "How can it not hurt? Brat, are you still trying to be brave? "She turned to Ling Su and said," Master, I'll bring this brat to his room to rest. "
Ling Su was helpless with this disciple of hers. She only said, "Miao 'er, bring this brat to the meditation room to rest. Tomorrow, I'll use the Earth Shrinking Technique to send this brat to the Lingyun Temple. "
Zhang Miao was dissatisfied. She pouted and said, "Tomorrow?" However, she saw that her master's gaze was firm and unchangeable. She knew that it was useless to say more. She said, "Master, I'll take my leave first."
Zhang Miao carried Zhao Yun and walked out of the report hall. After taking a few steps, she heard her master's long sigh behind her. She felt sad.
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