This monk is a bit mean

Chapter 392: First time asking for help

After Ruan Xinguang explained some things to Mu Changxin, he bowed to Yun Shu, and then his shadow slowly dissipated and stepped into the eternal cycle of reincarnation.

Mu Changxin and Chen Xiao knelt on the ground, sobbing in silence.

"Amitabha..." Yunshu chanted the Buddha's name softly while sitting in a wheelchair.

After a long time, Mu Changxin stood up and said to Yun Shu, "Master has told me where Patriarch Li Yu is. I will take you there."

"Okay." Yun Shu agreed.

Afterwards, Mu Changxin pushed Yun Shu in a wheelchair and took him out of the Qingyun Sect's ancestral hall.

Sang Biao followed closely behind, but Mu Changxin's junior brother Chen Xiao did not follow.

Obviously, they, the fellow disciples, had already discussed it, and Chen Xiao would stay to bury their master's remains.

……

There is a town called Siyan to the east of the Nanwu Mountains, and most of the people in the town are low-level independent cultivators.

There is a dilapidated City God Temple on the west side of the town, where a middle-aged beggar with dishevelled hair and a dirty face has lived for many years.

This beggar was different from other beggars. Apart from sleeping in the City God Temple all day long, he never went out to beg.

Usually, apart from some mortal children who have no cultivation and come here to play, no one else is willing to come near.

Especially some immortal cultivators with spiritual powers have never stayed near the City God Temple.

Because none of the monks passing by could see the beggar's true level of cultivation.

This person was none other than Li Yu, the 36th generation leader of Qingyun Sect.

On this day, Li Yuru was lying in the yard of the dilapidated temple basking in the sun as usual.

A young Taoist priest slowly walked in from outside the yard, pushing a specially made wheelchair with a monk sitting on it.

It was Mu Changxin and Yun Shu.

Following behind them was Yun Shu's pet Sang Biao.

Li Yu glanced at the two men lazily, and when he saw the Taoist robe on Mu Changxin, his brows frowned slightly.

Then he lazily closed his eyes again, wanting to continue sleeping.

But the moment he closed his eyes, he saw Sang Biao behind the wheelchair.

He closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them and stared at Sang Biao.

Sang Biao was so frightened by the stare that he barked twice at the rude and sloppy beggar.

"I finally waited for you..." Li Yu withdrew his gaze from Sang Biao, looked up at the sky and sighed.

Yun Shu first turned his head to look at Sang Biao, then looked at Li Yu, and said, "Grandmaster Li doesn't look like he has insanity as the rumors say."

Li Yu came back to his senses, looked at Yun Shu again, and said, "In fact, many times it is better to be crazy than to be sober."

"That's right! Then we won't have any worries." Yunshu responded.

When he wanted to ask something else, Li Yu waved his hand and said, "You don't have to ask. I will tell you."

"When I entered the tomb of the divine beast, I accidentally got a drop of the true spirit blood of the Bai Ze divine beast. I originally thought that as long as I refined this drop of true spirit blood, I could obtain the innate magical power of the Bai Ze divine beast."

“But who would have thought that this would be the turning point of my life. After this drop of true spirit blood entered my body, it began to suck away my lifespan and at the same time drove me crazy.”

"I tried every possible way and used a secret technique of Qingyun Sect to change the harmful effects of the True Spirit Blood. This drop of True Spirit Blood began to absorb cultivation instead of lifespan. I was able to save my life, but my cultivation level has slowly dropped from the Fusion Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage."

"Later, my fellow Taoist priests used up all their savings and asked for help to find a way to save themselves."

"It is here that I have to wait for the arrival of the descendants of the Bai Ze divine beast and return the blood of the true spirit to it, so that I can be reborn. Alas..."

After Li Yu finished speaking, he sighed.

I don't know if he is missing his fellow Taoist or lamenting his own misfortune.

"Senior, do you also think that my spirit beast possesses the bloodline of the Bai Ze divine beast?" Yun Shu asked.

"I am carrying Bai Ze's true spirit blood, so I am certainly not wrong." Li Yu answered affirmatively.

"Then the matter is simple. Senior, do you want to transfer the blood of the true spirit to its body?"

"Wasn't what I just said clear enough?"

"Sorry, I don't want to!" Yun Shu refused.

"What?" Li Yu asked in surprise.

"Senior, you?" Mu Changxin also looked at Yun Shu in surprise and said.

"Why should I let my spirit beast help you?"

Sang Biao shook his head and thought to himself: The boss is here again.

Li Yu: ???

Mu Changxin looked at Yun Shu with a puzzled look on his face and said, "Senior, didn't you come to ask our master to cure your illness? If he cures you, and you help him solve the problem of his True Spirit Blood, isn't that the best of both worlds?"

"This true spirit blood is transferred to my spirit beast, and it can't bear it, what should I do?"

"It has the blood of the Bai Ze divine beast and will not be backlashed by the blood of the true spirit. And, fellow Taoist, please feel free to propose any conditions you have. I am not a stingy person." Li Yu explained.

Yun Shu admired him from the bottom of his heart. He was indeed in the fusion stage. Although his cultivation level had declined, his knowledge was still there and nothing could be hidden from him.

He didn't intend to beat around the bush and just speak his mind directly.

Yunshu waved his hand, and a small crystal tower appeared in his palm.

He made another gesture and released the unconscious Yu Linglong from the Hanyue Tower.

"Master Li, as long as you can wake her up, you can let my spirit beast sleep with you!"

Sang Biao: ???

Li Yu stepped forward, not caring why a monk was accompanied by a beautiful sleeping woman, and directly grabbed Yu Linglong's jade hand and took her pulse.

His brows gradually furrowed.

Yun Shu was a little worried. He asked with a worried look on his face, "Grandmaster Li?"

"Who is she to you?" Li Yu let go of Yu Linglong's jade hand, looked at Yun Shu with a serious expression and asked.

"Woman!" Yun Shu didn't want to explain too much.

"On the surface, his breathing and pulse seem steady, but actually..." Li Yu shook his head.

"Actually what?"

"She had been seriously wounded by a sword before, and then she took an extremely powerful elixir. The sword wound is no longer a big deal, but the power of this elixir is too incredible. With her cultivation level, she is completely unable to withstand it. Her body is already in a critical state, and she may explode and die at any time due to excessive spiritual power."

"But this is not the worst..."

"what?!"

"What do you mean it's not the most serious?" Yun Shu became uneasy.

"There is another soul inside her body that is trying to compete with her for this body. This soul tablet is like a sword spirit, and at the moment, it seems that this sword spirit has the upper hand."

"Fellow Daoist, your confidante is very likely to be devoured by this sword spirit, and she won't even be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

"What did you say?" Yun Shu's face changed, and the only hands he could move began to tremble slightly.

"No matter how much my cultivation has declined, I can still see the condition of her body!" Li Yu said with certainty, and it didn't sound like he was joking.

"Master Li, please save him. Just give me any conditions you want!" Yun Shu clasped his hands together and said seriously.

This was the first time he asked someone for help sincerely.