He Lan Tianxia

Murong Junlan quickly set up several protective barriers to shield the three of them. Xiao Yezi skillfully handled everything. As the last ray of light flashed, Xiao Yezi retrieved the relic from the abbot's mouth and put it back into her pouch.

Only then did Xiao Yezi have a chance to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He stole a glance at Murong Junlan, whose dimples twitched, revealing two very cute little tiger teeth. He smiled at Murong Junlan, looking innocent and naive, completely forgetting that he was currently trapped in a dangerous situation.

Little Yezi's voice was still childish: "Big brother, you are so handsome."

"Hmm? You're still in the mood for this at a time like this?" Although Murong Junlan knew he was good-looking, he was momentarily speechless and became shy after being complimented by a child. So he awkwardly replied:

"You are prettier than me."

The two men chatted like girls for a few moments about how childish 9000 was, before remembering that the abbot was lying next to them.

"Big brother, you've met my grandpa, haven't you?" Little Yezi said confidently. Only then did Murong Junlan remember the little wooden goldfish that Little Yezi's grandpa had given him. He took it out of his pocket and handed it to the little wooden goldfish.

Upon seeing it, Xiao Yezi happily snatched it away and, in front of Murong Junlan, flicked it, instantly transforming the wooden goldfish into a gleaming dagger. Murong Junlan reached out to touch it, but Xiao Yezi swiftly slipped back into his pouch.

Little Leaf said worriedly, "Grandpa must think I'm in trouble."

Murong Junlan looked at the child's innocent face and asked, "What makes you say that?"

Little Leaf asked mysteriously, "Guess?"

Murong Junlan deliberately remained silent, shaking his head and saying, "I can't guess."

Xiao Yezi suddenly punched Murong Junlan on the shoulder: "You're lying. I knew you knew martial arts from the moment I saw you, and you were much better than me."

Murong Junlan didn't want to deceive him anymore, especially at this dangerous moment. He reached out and patted Xiao Yezi's head, looking like an older brother caring for his younger brother, which warmed Xiao Yezi's heart. Xiao Yezi suddenly became serious, his bright eyes fixed on Murong.

"Big brother, you stay here and watch over the abbot, I'll go out and go find some medicine, okay?"

"No good." Murong Junlan refused Xiao Yezi without even thinking. He was joking. There was a group of martial monks outside. Wouldn't a little kid like him be walking into a trap if he went out? Although he had just managed to steal the relic by luck, he was still young. His lightness skill was good, and his intelligence was good, but his martial arts were far from good.

Xiao Yezi stubbornly said, "Although I used the relic to alleviate the abbot's condition, without the medicine, the abbot is still in danger and could die at any time."

Murong Junlan had a different idea from Xiao Yezi. He turned his head and asked, "Besides this Xieyang Cave, are there any other safe places to hide?"

Little Leaf scratched her head, racked her brains for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up as she said, "I know a place that's safer than here."

"Is it far?" Murong Junlan asked expectantly.

Little Leaf said happily, "It's not far, just below the outhouse up ahead."

Murong Junlan frowned slightly: "Never mind, let's stay here."

Little Yezi guessed what Murong Junlan disliked, and he covered his nose and chuckled, "Big brother, that's a place only the abbot and I know about."

"The abbot knows too?" Murong Junlan looked at the abbot lying beside him. He didn't seem like a slovenly person. Why would he be willing to stay in such a place?

Little Yezi covered her mouth and laughed: "Big brother, the area under the outhouse isn't necessarily a latrine; it might be a place you wouldn't expect."

"Forget it, isn't it too boring for two old men to talk about the outhouse all the time?" Murong Junlan reached out and poked the abbot's head, suggesting, "How about this, you stay here and guard the abbot, I'll go out and lure those monks away. Also, you need to be especially careful of that abbot with the staff, he's not a good person."

Little Leaf replied, "Okay, then big brother, you must hurry back!"

Murong Junlan took out a few yellow pills from the large bird in his pouch and instructed, "Give him one now, another two hours later, and another at dawn if I don't return."

"it is good."

Murong Junlan left the Slanting Sun Cave, setting up five or six more restrictions outside the cave until no one could tell there was an entrance before leaving. Just as Murong Junlan leaped down from the Bodhi tree, a magic staff pressed down on him.

The abbot's cold voice rang out: "Hand over the relic, and I'll spare your life."

Murong Junlan chuckled. Not wanting to waste a single word, he immediately brandished his thin rope and swept it across the monks' staffs with relatively little force, merely deflecting the blows as a warning. However, just as Murong Junlan turned to leave, the staff swept across, whistling through the air.

Murong Junlan uttered two words: "Looking for death."

After he finished speaking, Murong Junlan's fine rope rustled in the wind. In that battle, he drove back half of the monks, leaving only the abbot standing under the Bodhi tree covered with fallen leaves, braving the frost and snow.

Without a word, Murong Junlan unleashed three moves, leaving the abbot dizzy. However, the abbot was no pushover; he was powerless to retaliate but also unable to launch an attack. Murong Junlan, not wanting a prolonged battle, tossed a few pebbles, picked up a blanket that resembled a person's body, and strode out of the temple.