As soon as Xiu Yuan said this, the senior brother couldn't hold back his face. He took off his shoes and looked carefully, "I may have remembered it wrong. This is not my shoes."

The other monk was stunned and looked at Xiuyuan.

"And you, how could you go to make a flip of Kong Jing's pillow? Who would put your shoes under the pillow? It would be even more impossible if you stolen something."

As soon as this said, the two monks were stunned. Kong Jing looked at Xiuyuan with grievance. Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and pulled him up. This time, Jie Chen was really not good to say anything, "Since it's not your shoes, it means Kong Jing hasn't stole anything."

The senior brother was stunned for a moment. Xiuyuan picked up the shoes and saw him take a small piece of steps out of the shoes. Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"This is the shoes you took out from under Kongjing's pillow, but I added something to it, so it's not appropriate for you to wear them, but obviously, you really can't recognize whether your shoes are this pair." Xiu Yuan looked at the two people coldly, and the two of them looked at each other and couldn't speak for a moment.

Jie Chen frowned and looked at the senior brother who threw the thing, "What the hell is going on?"

The two of them lowered their heads. It turned out that they had agreed at the beginning to blame Kong Jing. They wanted to squeeze him out of the temple, but accidentally discovered that Kong Jing was still hiding an embroidered bag.

After the truth was revealed, Uncle Jie Chen decided to punish these two monks with bad intentions. At the same time, Uncle Jie Chen also decided to punish Kong Jing because he did hide the embroidery bag.

Kong Jing agrees with this result very much.

Kong Jing chops firewood in the back mountain during the day, and copying scriptures a hundred times at night.

While Kong Jing was chopping firewood in the yard, Xiuyuan came over. Kong Jing felt that someone was approaching. He raised his head and saw that it was Xiuyuan, "Senior Brother Daoji."

Xiuyuan sat down beside him, Kongjing smiled slightly at him, Xiuyuan took out the purse from his arms and handed it to Kongjing. Kongjing's hand was slashing with firewood and froze in place, and he was reluctant to reach out to get it.

Xiu Yuan pursed her lips, "Why don't you take it? This is your thing."

"But, wasn't it confiscated by the uncle?" Kong Jing looked at Xiuyuan in surprise and looked at the embroidered bag again.

"I'm going to get it back." Xiuyuan stuffed the embroidery bag into his hand.

At that moment, Kong Jing's tears were circling in his eyes. He looked at the lost and regained thing and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xiuyuan looked at Kong Jing, and his simple eyes looked very much like he was a few years ago. Kong Jing suddenly stood up with the embroidered bag and threw it out of the yard.

Xiu Yuan was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Kong Jing turned around and looked at Xiuyuan, "In fact, it doesn't make any sense to keep it."

Xiuyuan looked at him in confusion, Kong Jing lowered his head, "I have been poor since I was a child. The girl I liked, their family did not agree to marry my daughter to me. The parents had no choice but to cancel the doll she married. She married a rich man as a concubine, so I became a monk. This embroidered bag was embroidered by me before she got married, and it was the last bit of our thoughts." Kong Jing paused, "I kept it all the time, but the more I kept it, the more I felt uncomfortable it would be. I dared to take it out when there was no one, but what could it be? The facts were determined and no one could change it. This is our fate."

At this time, Kong Jing no longer looked like a weak fourteen-year-old boy in Xiuyuan's eyes. He also carried too many things. Xiuyuan patted Kong Jing's shoulders. As he said, many things that were determined after fate cannot be changed.

"It's great if you can figure it out, it's a blessing to see it."

When Buyu appeared in front of the spiritual path again, he looked Buyu, for a long time, and Buyu had already added a flavor of time to stain.

"Master," Buyu walked over and looked at him slowly.

The Spiritual Path Cangzhe looked at her. He actually knew everything that was unswerving. His eyes were filled with an indescribable meaning, "How have you been there for more than a year?"

Unyu nodded, feeling bitter in his heart, "I'm fine." When she said those three words, the spiritual clan felt a slight sadness that was difficult to express. He touched his unwavering hair, and sometimes there was no need to say a lot of things at all.

Buyu looked at the master, "Master, can I restore my magic power? Is there any way to help me?" She looked at Lingdao Cangzhe.

"What are you going to do?" Lingdao Cangzhe had a bad premonition.

He kept his eyes down, "I want to do one thing, and I must do it now."

The Cangzhe of Lingdao sighed, "How can he recover if his magic power is gone?"

He frowned, "Please think of a solution no matter what, help me."

The spiritual path clan looked at him unswervingly, "What do you want to do?"

"Revenge," he said two words coldly.

The Cangzhe of Lingdao immediately understood the reason, "What kind of revenge?"

"Some things must be resolved." Buyu said implicitly.

"For the Dragon Subduing Arhat?"

He paused for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

"Don't you hate him anymore?"

Buyu looked outside the cave, "Hate, I still hate him, but there are some things that need to be done. Please help me. I need mana, very strong mana."

The Cang of Lingdao sighed, "There is a kind of elixir called the burning of jade and stones."

Buyu opened his eyes wide and looked at the master. After listening to his subsequent text, he did not dare to look at his eyes. "This medicine is like a name, which will cause people to burst out extremely energy in a short period of time, but it will also consume essence and energy. The consequence is that if the essence cannot be replenished in time, it will die."

After thinking for a while, the Spirit Dao Cangzhe looked at her, "This medicine is very dangerous. If it is not timely, it is just a joke on his life."

"I know, how much energy can burst?"

The spiritual Taoist Cangzhe looked at him with a trace of sadness between his eyebrows, "It's big, it's big, do you want to use this?"

"Since there is no other way, I'll give it a try."

“But, it’s dangerous.”

He pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "It's okay."

The spiritual clan turned around and took out the innermost pill box from the elixir behind the incense burner. He held it in his hand and hesitated. Looking at the master's expression, she smiled calmly and stretched out her hand, "Give it to me, master."

The spiritual path clan looked at him unswervingly, "You have to think about whether it is worth it for the sake of whether Li Xiuyuan, who has entered the monk, is worth it? I know that you have deep affection for the Dragon Subduing Arhat, but he is just the reincarnation of the Arhat after all, and he has abandoned you, and you will never be together in your life."

Buyu let out a long sigh, "I know all these, but many things really happened because of me, not me. Xiaozhi would not think of doing such a tragic thing, so I have to give him an explanation."

The spiritual Taoist Cangzhe slowly handed the pill to Buyu. Buyu took the cold pill and the black pill. She looked at the master and suddenly knelt down.

"Unswer--" Lingdao Cangzhe was stunned.

"The disciple is unfilial, so let the master spend all his energy," Buyu closed his eyes, a tear slid out of his eyes, and the spiritual master held his unwavering shoulders.
Chapter completed!