He Lan Tianxia

The abbot, unwilling to give up after escaping from Anqiao Temple, dragged his staff as he walked away. The monks scattered in all directions, infuriating the abbot. When he reached the main gate of Anqiao Temple, the abbot saw the pale-faced scholar hiding in the grass. Without thinking, he knocked him unconscious and dragged him straight down the mountain.

The innkeeper went to the restroom and returned to find the pale-faced scholar missing. Panicked, he rushed into the Dark Woodcutter Temple to look for him. He had only gone to the restroom after watching several groups of monks descend the mountain, and when he returned, his master was gone. He had barely stepped across the threshold when a dark figure lunged at him. Before he could even see who it was, a hairy hand reached out and grabbed him.

"You damned monkey!" The shopkeeper, his face dark, unleashed several sharp moves, trying to evade the mischievous monkey and find someone to fight. But the monkey, already annoyed and looking for someone to fight, had just found this person and had no reason to let him go. A nameless rage surged within it, directed at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper, enraged as well, used all his might, intending to defeat the monkey in one move. Little did he know that the monkey grew more and more spirited with each fight; it too wanted to kill the shopkeeper in one blow, then take him back to the woman to claim credit, thus avoiding the need for the elixir.

The shopkeeper was in a hurry to find someone, and the gorilla was wary of enemies; the two were evenly matched for a time.

The prince was injured and being cared for, so Jiang Heluo, the old pine tree spirit, and the others dared not neglect their duties. They searched several places, looking for every nook and cranny, but still couldn't find the old man. This was strange. The abbot had clearly been driven out, escaping from the Dark Woodcutter Temple with only a bow, and the other monks had also fled in their own ways. The old man should have stayed in the temple, so why couldn't they find him? So the group decided to split up and search. Since the monks had all been scared away by the old pine tree spirit, there shouldn't be any major threat to the Dark Woodcutter Temple.

Actually, even more anxious than the others was Prince Murong, who was forced to lie on the long bench in the dining hall. To be honest, that long bench was hard and uncomfortable at all. If it weren't for his mental comfort, Prince Murong would never have wanted to suffer like this. He thought to himself, "My beloved concubine, why are you so stupid? Why don't you help me to the bed in the side room?" Although he felt comfortable in his mind, Prince Murong was really restless. When Yan'er finished feeding him the last spoonful of porridge at the bottom of the bowl, Murong Junlan couldn't help but sit up.

"Your Highness, are you feeling unwell?" The woman asked with unusual concern.

"I'm not feeling unwell." Murong Junlan stood up abruptly, took Yan'er's hand, and rushed towards Xieyang Cave. He needed to find Xiao Yezi and the abbot as soon as possible while the monks were away. How had the abbot been these past few days? Murong Junlan was most worried that something unexpected might have happened.

Fortunately, the barrier was still in place. Murong Junlan bowed and was about to go inside when Xiao Yezi suddenly rushed out and bumped into Murong Junlan. Upon seeing Murong Junlan, he shouted anxiously.

"Brother, you're finally back. Quick, Grandpa has fainted."

"The old man?" After searching high and low, it turned out the old man was also in the cave. But Murong Junlan quickly became wary. Did the abbot and the others already know where the abbot was hiding? Murong Junlan looked at Xiao Yezi and asked:

"How did the old man know you were here? I set up a barrier."

"I went to bring the old man in." Xiao Yezi grabbed Murong Junlan's hand and hurriedly walked into the cave. Murong Junlan said "Oh" and his heart was just at ease when Xiao Yezi whispered something in his ear, which immediately made Murong Junlan's heart jump again.

"Grandpa was originally from Dark Woodcutter Temple." Little Yezi ignored the startled Murong Junlan and hurriedly pulled him into the cave, tugging at his robes. He shouted loudly:

"Grandpa, big brother is here."

Murong Junlan saw the old man lying close to the abbot, who seemed to be unconscious. The old man struggled to open his eyes, his mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but then he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Little Yezi rushed over and shouted, "Grandpa, are you alright? You absolutely can't be hurt!" As she finished speaking, a tear rolled down her cheek.

Murong Junlan took out two pills from his body, and then instructed the woman who was still in a state of surprise: "My dear consort, go and get some water for Xiao Yezi."

The woman finally came to her senses. She hurriedly helped fetch cups, and then, together with Murong Junlan and Xiao Yezi, gave the pills to the abbot and the old man. Seeing that the two old men's expressions had softened, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, the sound of strong footsteps came from outside the cave...