I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Hearing this, all the Xie family members gathered in the room turned their heads and looked at the fair-skinned, handsome young monk with red lips and white teeth.

Where did this monk come from?

The Xie family was all confused.

It’s not that there are no monks in the Xie family. Such a large family will naturally have members who seek Buddhism and Taoism, and there are quite a few of them. For example, the most senior elder in the Xie family is a Taoist priest with many years of experience.

But how could a member of the clan who had entered Buddhism come here? There were no monks from the Xie family in the capital this time, so how did they enter the courtyard?

However, no one in the Xie family had time to investigate further. Everyone's eyes were on the nine-ring staff that was glowing with golden light in the young monk's hand.

The staff was extremely long and looked very heavy. The head of the staff had nine interlocking rings, one layer after another. In the thin monk's hand, it was taller than others and quite disproportionate.

However, despite its seemingly uncoordinated size, the staff radiated dazzling golden light all over. When it moved, the nine rings collided with each other, and Sanskrit sounds arose, sacred and solemn. In the hands of the white-faced monk, it did not make people feel that he was unworthy of it.

Everyone in the room was bathed in the golden light of the staff, and they were stunned. Xie Yuan's voice rang out:

"Master Huijue, why are you here?"

Huijue paused with his staff, and the ethereal Buddhist chanting began again. Then he raised his hand and chanted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha! I am a compassionate monk who comes here to save people from suffering."

The expression on the face of the Xie family master suddenly looked a little strange. Although believers often said this, it always sounded strange when it came from the monk's own mouth.

However, there was a master elder with sharp eyes, staring at the nine-ring tin staff that was emitting precious light, and exclaimed:
"Excuse me, Master, is this staff the abbot's staff of the Prajna Temple?"

"Sir, this staff is exactly the staff that my master carries with him."

Huijue paused his staff again, and deliberately moved it forward a little so that people could see it more clearly.

Golden light and Buddhist chanting surrounded his body, and Huijue looked somewhat pleased.

The Grand Master took one look and immediately bowed solemnly and said:
"It turns out that the disciple of the Divine Monk Zhiling has arrived. I wonder if the Divine Monk asked the Master to come with his staff, but, does he have any instructions?"

The master said with anticipation on his face.

Huijue nodded, holding the staff and said:
"This time, I am here for Patriarch Xie."

Before the Grandmaster could say anything, Xie Yuan flashed in front of Hui Jue, grabbed Hui Jue's arm, and said excitedly:

"Monk, are you serious?"

"Thank you, benefactor. When have I ever lied to you?"

Huijue smiled.

"..."

Xie Yuan didn't think Huijue would joke at this time, but when these words came out, he subconsciously showed a suspicious look.

However, Xie Yuan immediately suppressed his wild thoughts and pulled Huijue into the inner room, letting the staff make a series of ping-pong sounds:

"Monk, come and have a look!"

Huijue walked around the screen with the golden staff and came to the front of the couch. The other masters of the Xie family automatically made way for him.

They all felt the extraordinary nature of the staff and had no doubts about Huijue's identity.

Seeing the staff is like seeing the person. The abbot's staff of Prajna Temple has always been the temple's treasure. Its essence is a divine weapon!
Since Huijue brought out all the treasures of the temple, it must be that the divine monk Zhiling had made some arrangements to help the Xie family and Xie Yi.

Is there still hope for the master of the house?

Everyone in the Xie family held their breath and watched Huijue silently.

Xie Lingyun had a bewildered look on her face. She was so sad that something unexpected happened. She couldn't react for a moment and could only be supported by Xie Yuan while she stood aside, staring blankly with an expression of expectation yet fear on her face.

Huijue stood in front of the couch, the golden light of the staff covering both him and Xie Yi.

Looking at the silent Xie Yi, Huijue muttered to himself:
"It's a bit late... I almost missed it."

"what?"

Xie Yuan was standing closest and could hardly hear clearly, so he asked nervously.

"The little monk said that it was fortunate that he arrived in time. Fortunately, he made it in time."

Huijue said quickly.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yuan showed an expression of incredible joy and said in a trembling voice:
"Monk, what's too late?"

Huijue did not answer, but gently tilted the staff and tapped it on Xie Yi's head, then moved his lips.

In an instant, it seemed as if all the gods and Buddhas in heaven were chanting together, and the sacred, solemn and grand sound of chanting rang out.

There was golden light surrounding Huijue and Xie Yi, and they seemed to see the sacred Buddha appear in the golden light and gently stroke Xie Yi's forehead.

After a moment, Huijue stopped chanting, the strange vision disappeared, and the room returned to silence. Only the bright golden light still emanated from the scepter, illuminating everyone.

Everyone looked at Xie Yi who still had no reaction, and their expressions became a little uneasy.

Did it fail?

Xie Yuan hesitated and said in a low voice:

"Monk, now is ..."

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was covered by Xie Lingyun's slender hand.

Xie Lingyun hissed heavily, looked at Xie Yi excitedly, and then tilted her ear.

thump.

This time, everyone in the room heard it.

Xie Lingyun showed a look of surprise, rushed forward, held Xie Yi's hand, and called out in a trembling voice:
"father……"

The masters around held their breath, fearing that they would disturb the father and daughter.

However, they looked at him expectantly for a long time, but Xie Yi only had a weak breathing and an extremely slow heartbeat. If those present were not ordinary people, they probably would not have noticed it.

Xie Yuan frowned, stood beside Huijue, and asked in a low voice:
"Monk, what's going on now?"

Huijue sighed and raised his palm:

"Amitabha! Although I used up all my strength to perform the Soul-Restoring Mantra with the help of the abbot's staff, I can only go this far. Although the donor Xie Yi has saved his life, he is still very weak. He needs a lot of spiritual objects and natural treasures to stabilize his vitality. As for whether he can wake up..."

Huijue hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"It depends on his luck."

Hearing this, Xie Yuan was slightly disappointed, but more of it was ecstasy.

Xie Yi had already died just now, but he was still able to be rescued. Huijue's method can be considered a magical skill!

"Monk, I really don't know how to thank you."

Xie Yuan looked grateful, and no matter how he wanted to thank him, it seemed not strong enough, so he could only pat his chest and said:
"Master, I will never forget your kindness. From now on, if you say one word, I, Xie Yuan, will go through mountains of swords and seas of fire without hesitation."

Huijue looked at Xie Yuan's performance, feeling secretly pleased, and waved his hand calmly:
"Thank you, benefactor. That's not right. It is the duty of a monk to save people from suffering."

The room was filled with great sorrow and joy. People from the Xie family came to Huijue one after another to thank him for his kindness. Xie Lingyun even wanted to kneel down to him, but Huijue held her up with his Qi Jin:
"No, no, I don't want to be hated by Mr. Xie..."

Xie Yuan smiled and said:

"I'm not that stingy. You saved my second uncle, so I should kneel down for you, not to mention Lingyun."

Huijue wiped his sweat quickly:

"No, no, monks don't care about these things."

Xie Yuan was surprised when he saw this:

"Monk, when did you become so 'polite'?"

"I have always been very polite."

"Master Huijue, the kindness that Prajna Temple has shown to our Xie family is beyond words. When we return to Chen County, the Xie family will definitely pay us a visit with incense and offerings."

A master said sincerely.

Huijue's expression was a little strange again:

"No need for that. Monks do things without asking for anything in return."

"Master Huijue is a great monk who does not ask for anything in return. But even though our Xie family is a layman, how can we not repay a favor? We have wasted the power of Master Huijue and the temple-guarding staff. If our Chenjun Xie family does not compensate us, we will be unworthy of the Xie family motto, and the head of the family will blame us when he wakes up."

Huijue shook his head repeatedly, like a rattle, and resolutely declined:
"Donor, it's really not necessary... This is what Master ordered. He said that after saving someone, you should leave without hesitation, and keep your achievements and fame to yourself. You must not make it public, let alone tell others. Master meant that you should not let everyone know about it, and it's best to just forget about it and not mention it again."

He leaned close to the Grandmaster's ear, put one hand over his mouth, and whispered:
"Please ask the abbot to take the staff and leave the temple. This is against the temple rules. This is a temporary measure. The master is merciful, but this will not happen again. Please forgive me."

The Grand Master suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly:
"I understand. Master has done a favor to my Xie family and will not make things difficult for you. But..."

The elder looked embarrassed:

"How can we ignore such kindness?"

Huijue exhaled, chanted the Buddha's name and said:
"I hope Xie can do more good deeds, help the poor, and accumulate virtues, which will repay me."

The Grand Master nodded slowly:

"Of course. Besides, if Master Huijue needs any help one day, just send someone to summon him."

Seeing this, Huijue nodded easily:

"Easy to say, easy to say."

On the other side, someone was busy taking out all the precious elixirs in the Xie family's villa and boiling them for Xie Yi to take.

However, after taking the elixir, Xie Yi's expression did not change at all and his breath was still weak.

Huijue watched from the side, frowned slightly, and shook his head:
"Ordinary spiritual medicines are probably not going to do much. Only top-notch spiritual medicines like 'Nine-turn Soul-Returning Grass', 'Thousand-year Ginseng Essence', 'Yin-Yang Creation Fruit' and other natural treasures will do."

Everyone in the Xie family looked at each other in bewilderment. The treasures in the villa were not bad, but they were definitely not as good as those in the Chenjun clan land. Where could they find these treasures that were considered treasures among the natural treasures?
There are not many of these treasures even in the clan treasury. How can we find them in the capital city in an instant?
But Huijue meant that these must be used as soon as possible to stabilize Xie Yi's finally regained vitality, otherwise if it was delayed for too long, all the previous efforts would be wasted. And at that time, Huijue would not have the possibility of saving Xie Yi a second time.

Everyone suddenly became anxious, and a master immediately said:

"Let's go back to Chen County now! When we get back to the clan, we'll have the medicine for the head of the family."

"How can he travel? Besides, it will take several days to get there. It's too late!"

"Then I'll go back and get it?"

"Even if you work day and night, you won't save much time on a round trip."

A master gritted his teeth and said:

"Then let's do this! You guys take the patriarch back, I'll go back first, get the medicine, then come back and meet up on the road! This is the fastest way!"

When everyone heard this, they thought it was a solution, but it might still take a long time.

The discussion in the room was a bit heated. Without Xie Yi leading the way, they seemed to have lost their backbone and gradually became chaotic.

"Is there nothing left in the capital?"

"This kind of top-notch natural treasure is probably hard to find for a while."

"I'll go and ask the Cui and Wang families to borrow some! Don't forget, they are also in the capital."

When everyone heard this, some nodded, while others hesitated.

Xie Yuan suddenly remembered Xie Yi's last instructions, to be careful of the Cui and Wang families.

He shook his head slightly:
"I'm afraid that the Cui and Wang families are like us, and they won't keep such treasures in their villas in the capital... Even if they do, they will probably say they don't have any."

The elders looked at Xie Yuan, and one hesitated and said:

"How could this be? Our three families are of the same origin and have been allies for nearly twenty years..."

As the master spoke, he became a little uncertain.

"Xie Yuan, do you have any good ideas?"

The seventh cousin who brought Xie Yuan in said slowly.

All the masters stared at Xie Yuan, their eyes wandering around his face and the ring on his left hand.

Xie Yuan felt the subtle gazes of the masters and elders, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be the first question they gave him after he put on the ring.

If you don't answer this question correctly, I'm afraid that even if you wear this ring, it will be useless.

Although Xie Yuan was unwilling to take on such a big responsibility, if Xie Yi recovered, he would quickly return the things.

But since Xie Yi hasn't woken up yet, he must not neglect his last request, and he must not let others think that he was confused before his death.

Xie Yuan hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice:
"Uncle Seventh Cousin, please go to the Cui and Wang families to borrow their treasures. I will pay you back double afterwards."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned for a moment. Why did they still have to go to King Cui to borrow it? Didn't they just say a bunch of nonsense?

Several masters frowned, but before they could speak, Xie Yuan said:
"Elder He, you are fast, please go back to the tribe now and get the elixir from the tribe storehouse."

He took out a piece of letter paper, wrote a note in an flamboyant manner, then pressed the blood jade ring. The blood on it moved slightly as if it were a living thing, leaving a unique seal of the head of the family on the letter paper.

Upon seeing this, Xie He looked at Xie Yuan deeply, took the note, said nothing, and left the villa in a flash.

Everyone saw that Xie Yuan had sent someone back to get the medicine. Although it was also a backup plan, there was a 99% chance that it would be too late, and they couldn't help but frown even deeper.

These plans are the conventional plans that have just been discussed. If this is the case, whether Xie Yi can be saved or not is entirely up to fate.

If only.

Xie Yuan still hadn't finished yet, and turned to another elder, this one was the Xie family's master who was stationed in the other courtyard in the capital:

"Elder Wu, please go to the palace and have someone pass a message to the Fourteenth Prince, telling him that Xie Yuan asked him to fulfill his promise. Make a list of all the top useful treasures. The Imperial Palace Treasury must have them. It depends on how much he is willing to give."

Xie Wu's eyes showed surprise, and he said in a deep voice:
"I just heard that the Fourteenth Prince won the palace in the end. Will the future emperor listen to you?"

He looked at Xie Yuan with curiosity.

Before, Xie Yi was in a life-and-death situation, and the Xie family was in a low mood. When they saw Xie Yuan coming back, they had no time to ask about the things in the palace.

Xie Yuan shook his head:
"I can't say for sure, so I have other backup plans. But Elder Wu, please try to say it in front of many people and say that Xie Yuan asked him to fulfill his loyalty to the emperor... You know the specific wording better than me, but you don't need to save face for him, just make him lose face and have to give it. Anyway, he has already been offended before."

From the power of the dragon?

Did you not give him face? Did you offend him?

The masters were stunned when they heard this, and suddenly felt that Xie Yuan's experience in the palace was much more complicated than they had imagined. Everyone thought that he was just hiding from place to place, and finally escaped, which was already impressive enough, but now it seems that there is more to it than that?

Xie Wu widened his eyes:

"You also have the merit of following the dragon? Did you help the prince defeat him?"

"That's not really the case."

Xie Yuan thought for a moment and said:
"But I did help a little. He said this himself. If he still wants to be magnanimous, he would at least give me something, and we'll be even."

The masters looked at each other, and suddenly felt that this new head of the family, who made them completely uneasy, seemed to have some strength.

Several masters took orders and left like the wind. Finally, Xie Yuan exhaled and said:
"I'm going to go out for a while and see if I can get some treasure back."

The remaining master was stunned again. Where else could he go?

A master was half-believing and half-doubting, but he had already begun to believe him, and immediately said:

"The situation in the capital is chaotic right now. I'll go with you."

"Don't bother. My safety is not a problem."

Xie Yuan secretly thought that with the Grandmaster following him, the target would be bigger and he himself would be safer.

Moreover, the place he was going to was not suitable for taking the Xie family's master.

Xie Yuan recalled how Xie Yi usually looked, made arrangements in an orderly manner, and then did not forget to comfort Xie Lingyun:

"Lingyun, I'll be back soon. Don't worry, my second uncle is a lucky man, and he will be fine."

This time he spoke with much more confidence.

Xie Lingyun heard this and said a little slowly:
"You, be careful."

For her, who has not experienced too many setbacks since childhood, today's ups and downs are really too unreal.

Xie Yuan touched her head, then quickly pulled Hui Jue out:

"Monk, do you have any valuables on you? If you have any relics, please bring out two of them."

Huijue looked alert:
"Thank you, benefactor. I just saved your uncle, but you are still trying to squeeze him out of his wits and get rid of him!"

Xie Yuan laughed and said meaningfully:
"I don't dare to harm you, a bald donkey. I'm afraid you might get hurt by accident."

Xie Yuan didn't believe that a young monk at the third level of transformation, or even a master monk, could use something like the magic spell of the Resurrection Spell.

Huijue came at the right time. If there was no hidden meaning, Xie Yuan would not believe it. He was always mysterious and it was impossible to figure out what he was thinking or doing.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Huijue smiled and his staff jingled.

Xie Yuan looked at the magic staff and whispered:
"Does the wise monk have any other instructions?"

"He doesn't have any instructions. He has been in seclusion recently."

Huijue shook his head.

Xie Yuan raised his eyebrows:

"Did the divine monk forget about the affairs of my Xie family even during his retreat?"

"Amitabha, who said that the master remembered you? Couldn't it be that I was thinking about my friend and came to help you? Really, everything is attributed to the great monk, when it is obvious that I am the one who did the work."

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment and said in surprise:
"You mean, you came here by yourself?"

"correct."

Huijue said as a matter of course.

Xie Yuan looked at the staff in his hand, was silent for a moment, and said:
"Did you ask for permission for this thing in advance?"

"Amitabha, thank you, benefactor. Are you suffering from idiocy? I just said that the master is in retreat. How could such a small matter disturb him?"

Huijue raised his hand and said innocently, "It's a small matter?"

Xie Yuan looked at the treasure of the Prajna Temple and was silent for a long time. He said:

"Monk, you actually stole your master's staff and went out?"

"Amitabha, thank you for your donation. Even lay Buddhists cannot tell lies. If you speak nonsense, you will go to hell where your tongue will be pulled out."

Huijue blinked:

"I didn't steal it, I picked it up from my master's room.

"He's in seclusion anyway, so I don't think anyone would want it if I just leave it there."

Xie Yuan was speechless and had the urge to chase Huijue out. Otherwise, if it was any later, he was afraid that the 108 Arhats of Prajna Temple would rush over and take Huijue and him back to the temple for interrogation.

Xie Yuan asked Huijue a few questions and saw that he had indeed been drained dry and not even a single relic could be produced, so he let him have a good rest.

After stepping out of the Xie family villa, Xie Yuan's figure disappeared in an instant, and then he ran wildly along the street.

After a while, Xie Yuan arrived at the gate of a very large house and looked up.

Pingxi Palace.

Although Situ Qin had hardly come back to live here in these years, this palace had always been guarded and cleaned by someone. At this moment, it did not look like it had been ownerless for more than ten years.

Xie Yuan stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After the doorman opened the door, he thought for a long time and finally said:
"I'm Xie Yuan."

The concierge suddenly realized:

"So it's Mr. Xie. Miss has already told you that if you come, please come in directly..."

Did she give the order? When?
If it weren't for the medicine, Xie Yuan probably wouldn't have thought of coming here...

He felt a little embarrassed for a moment. Soon after he followed the doorman in, Situ Qin came quickly and smiled:
"You're here again so soon! Um, how is your second uncle?"

She noticed that Xie Yuan's expression was not very relaxed, and said with concern.

"..."

Xie Yuan simply recounted what happened in the villa. Situ Qin opened her mouth slightly and was stunned.

She glanced at the ring on Xie Yuan's hand and said with a complicated expression:

"You have become the head of the Chenjun Xie family? It has only been a few hours... If you don't know, you would think it has been ten years."

Then Situ Qin was silent again and sighed:

"My mother again?"

She felt a little conflicted. No matter how much she felt she was wronged, it was impossible for her own mother to be indifferent to the evil she had done. Even she herself felt a little uncomfortable.

I haven't seen my mother for more than ten years. When she came out of the mountains, she didn't even ask to see me, but I have to take the blame.

Situ Qin was extremely resentful and twisted the corners of her clothes with her little hands.

Xie Yuan took her soft and boneless little hand. This was the good thing about practitioners. Although they practiced martial arts, their hands did not have any calluses. They were too slippery to be pinched, which was even more precious for those who mainly practiced the piano.

"Don't blame yourself. It's none of your business, and I don't blame you. Besides, it may not be your mother... Even if it is, it's none of your business."

Xie Yuan thought of Xie Yi's last instructions, which did not mention Situ Qin's mother at all, and only asked him to be careful of the Cui and Wang families... Although it is possible that it is too late, it is still intriguing.

After Xie Yuan finished speaking, Situ Qin knew why he came and immediately asked someone to bring a box.

"There is only one thousand-year-old ginseng in the palace. If it were in Yunzhou Prefecture, there might be more. Take it quickly."

Situ Qin handed the box directly to Xie Yuan.

Xie Yuan held the box, feeling the strong medicinal power inside. Just holding the box made his blood flow faster. He sighed:

"I'll take another treasure from you."

"Just give yourself to me as compensation."

Situ Qin smiled slightly and pushed Xie Yuan out of the palace:

"Stop talking nonsense and go back. Just consider it as... my intention."

Treasures of this level are priceless, and Situ Qin's kindness has always been very precious.

Xie Yuan didn't say much. Given his relationship with Situ Qin, there was no need to be polite. He waved his hand and quickly returned to the Xie family villa.

Entering the bedroom, Xie Yuan handed the box to a master and said:
"Thousand-year-old ginseng essence, hurry up and use it to make medicine."

The masters who were waiting jumped up, and were all surprised to see that Xie Yuan got such top-notch treasures in just one trip.

They have been masters for many years, and they have the support of the Xie family, so their network of contacts is very wide. It is not said that they can easily find precious medicines of this level in the capital.

Xie Yuan is a young man who grew up in the mountains. How could he find a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit just by going out at such a young age?

The Millennium Ginseng Spirit is not an ordinary treasure from heaven and earth. First of all, it has to be a thousand-year-old ginseng. Ordinary ones are not enough. It has to be at the level of Mountain Ginseng King. And then it has been influenced by the essence of the sun and the moon, and has the appearance of a real spirit.

The thousand-year-old ginseng king is rare enough, let alone the thousand-year-old ginseng essence? In this era of scarce spiritual energy, it is the most top-level rare treasure. Just one of its whiskers can prolong the life of ordinary people. It is not an empty promise to bring back the dead to life.

Xie Yuan is a young man, where did he get the chance?

"This is from the Pingxi Palace."

Xie Yuan quickly answered the questions of the masters.

However, this answer made the masters silent. They felt complicated and didn't know what to say for a while.

If he doesn't want to do it, Xie Yi has no choice but to do it under the circumstances; if he wants to do it, he will feel extremely uncomfortable.

I've heard that Xie Yuan and King Pingxi's daughter were having an affair, and now it seems to be true. He even wants to get the thousand-year-old ginseng essence, so who knows how much they have been having an affair.

But Xie Yi was killed by her own mother, and then the next moment her daughter brought him a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit to keep him alive. Is this... fair?

If we don't consider the suffering Xie Yi went through, it seems to be about the same.

While the masters were daydreaming, Uncle Seven had returned and shook his head:
"Both the Cui and Wang families said they didn't have any, for the same reason Xie Yuan had guessed. They just took some insignificant precious medicines and wanted to exchange them for our double compensation... What? They've already got the medicine?"

Seventh cousin Xie Jun was a little surprised, but when he looked at the ginseng soup that exuded strong medicinal properties, he was overjoyed and applauded repeatedly.

"Which gentleman went to find the thousand-year-old ginseng spirit? You came back earlier than me in such a short time. Your methods are extraordinary. Haha, I didn't know there was such a resourceful master among the elders. Come and let Xie Jun toast you thirty cups!"

Everyone looked at Xie Jun with strange expressions, and no one came out to claim the credit.

Xie Jun was just wondering when he heard Xie Yuan cough:
"Uncle Seventh Cousin, please don't toast me. I can only drink a little."

Xie Jun looked at Xie Yuan with his mouth wide open, unable to close it.

After the ginseng soup was cooked and drunk, Xie Yi's breath became visibly stable. Even a patient who was injured by a great master and whose life was hanging by a thread could be saved, which showed the effect of the thousand-year-old ginseng essence.

"Now let's take the Patriarch back to Chen County. Sheikh should be able to meet us halfway. If he takes a top-notch elixir, the Patriarch's life will be completely saved."

Someone said excitedly, looking at Xie Yuan at the same time, thinking that his arrangement was just right. It seemed that he was sure to get at least one, and then Xie Yi's situation would be stable.

"But such hard work and running around will seriously damage your health even if you recover."

Some people hesitated.

"At this moment, why bother to think about your vitality? Saving your life is the most important thing. Don't lose the big picture for the small one!"

"But Xie Wu hasn't come back yet."

Someone reminded.

After Xie Yuan brought back the thousand-year-old ginseng essence, and the other arrangements now seemed very reasonable, several masters began to believe in Xie Yuan.

The others were skeptical, but when they saw that Xie Yi's condition had stabilized a little, they all waited.

Not long after, before dark, Xie Wu came back running like the wind, with a look of great joy on his face:
"Two thousand-year-old ginseng spirits and one Nine-transformation soul-restoring grass!"

He returned with three top-notch precious medicines, grinning from ear to ear:
"According to what Xie Yuan said, the Fourteenth Prince's face was as hard as iron. He clearly didn't want to give it, but he had to pretend to be generous in front of all the officials. Humph, he could have gotten it earlier, but he just dragged it out for a long time!
"He said that this was the reward Xie Yuan deserved for his service in following the emperor. If he needed it again, he could ask him for it! Haha, after all, he was just preparing to become the emperor, and his facial expression was not well managed. It was obvious that he was saying that he should never come to him again.

"How is the master of the house?"

Others explained to Xie Wu, and he heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Xie Yi's condition was stable and that he only needed to wait for one more thing to stabilize him completely.

"It's good that it's not too late! Is it Xie Yuan who found a thousand-year-old ginseng spirit first?"

He sighed repeatedly:
"Thanks to Xie Yuan, the Patriarch was able to save his life this time!"

Whether it was Huijue or the ginseng spirit from the Pingxi Palace, or the rewards from the palace, it all seemed to be thanks to Xie Yuan.

The masters looked at each other and nodded silently.

They seemed to understand why Xie Yi designated Xie Yuan to take over now.

I don't know whether to say it's luck, opportunity or talent and potential. His cultivation is obviously not enough, but when it comes to the top level, Xie Yuan seems to have more energy than this group of masters.

In the next few days, the Xie family members were on high alert in the villa, using top-notch elixirs to protect Xie Yi's life and guarding against possible changes in the capital.

However, the dispute over the throne has been completely settled. The Fourteenth Prince, who has always been low-key, quickly demonstrated his outstanding skills and quickly took control of the overall situation. The other princes, princes, and important officials of the court who were waiting and watching surrendered one after another, and the capital gradually returned to normal.

Everyone knew that after the old emperor's funeral, it would be time for the fourteenth prince to officially ascend the throne and rule the world.

Within a few days, the literally priceless top-notch precious medicine poured into Xie Yi's stomach like water. Xie Yi's complexion became more rosy, his breath was stable, and he looked as healthy as a normal person.

However, worryingly, he just didn't wake up.

Huijue also watched it many times, performed several rituals with the nine-ring staff, and summoned souls several times, but to no avail.

Now even he couldn't figure out the situation, and could only secretly say that it was still a step too late, and that nothing in the world was perfect.

Maybe that's okay.

Huijue was leaving eventually, and Xie Yuan saw him off from the capital.

Looking at Huijue, who was carrying a staff with him, shining with golden light, and hearing Sanskrit sounds, with a solemn appearance, Xie Yuan was silent for a long time before saying:

"Don't show off. Aren't you afraid of losing this artifact?"

"Who dares to rob? Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Buddha?"

Huijue handed over the staff with a smile and said:

"Thank you, benefactor. Do you want it? Take it if you want. It's quite heavy to carry along all the way. I'm glad to be relieved."

Xie Yuan waved his hands repeatedly, trying to avoid it.

He sighed secretly. No one would dare to take this thing. The Second Sect was still a transcendent force. The only one who dared to touch this staff was the mysterious and unpredictable leader of the Dragon Ranking, the Kitchen Sect.

However, at this level, even if the leader wants to take it away, he will probably wonder if this is a bait set for him by the wise monk Zhiling and the Jade Void Immortal.

"Monk, you still haven't told me why you went to so much trouble to come all the way to save my second uncle."

Xie Yuan asked this last question before leaving.

Huijue smiled:
"Thank you, benefactor. I have said this many times before. Monks are compassionate and will naturally save people when they see them in distress."

"I know that you, monk, are compassionate and good at saving people from suffering. But I also know that to you, all beings are equal. In the time it takes to save my second uncle, you can help many people in Yuzhou. Is my second uncle special?"

Huijue glanced at Xie Yuan and laughed:

"Thank you for your wisdom, why don't you follow me and become a monk?
"Hey, seeing how you're resisting, you rosy-faced skeleton, you're just after beauty. It's better to get rid of the root of troubles and only keep the root of wisdom... hehe.

"That's all. Thank you, donor. Although Patriarch Xie is a great master and a great figure, looking at the future and the past, in my eyes, he is just one of the common people. His life and death are no different from leaves that sprout in spring and fall in autumn, or cicadas that chirp in summer and die in winter. To me, he is not special.

"But if he were alive, he would be very important to you."

Huijue left for a long time, and Xie Yuan was still thinking about his words.

"So annoying Riddler."

Xie Yuan sighed, but gradually got used to it.

On the way back to the villa, Xie Yuan saw that the capital city had gradually regained its vitality, and the traces left by the aftermath of the Grandmaster's battle had begun to be repaired.

However, building a new house will take some time no matter how fast it is.

Passing by the original site of Chunjiang Tower, Xie Yuan stood silently for a moment and shook his head.

This is one of the many places destroyed by the Grand Master.

Xie Yuan didn't know whether Boss Wu was destined to have this disaster. He could avoid it on the first day, but he couldn't avoid it on the fifteenth day.

But Xie Yuan, who gradually came to understand his fate, thought about how Boss Wu quickly rose in the capital after Yun Zhao escaped death. With such a big career, it was like a blooming flower or a boiling oil in a blazing fire, which would not last long.

What doesn’t belong to him will eventually be taken away, and the fate that belongs to him seems to catch up with him sooner or later.

“I hope Boss Wu will choose a better place when he opens a shop in his next life.”

Xie Yuan sighed, prayed silently for a moment, and then left.

He sent people to investigate, but they did not find Boss Wu's body.

No individual bodies of any of the diners were found either.

Many people were having dinner here that day, and the aftermath of the Grandmasters’ battle spread out, like a heavy mountain for everyone inside.

After returning to the villa, Xie Lingyun came to greet him. Although she was still haggard and even her chin looked pointed, the delicate young lady became even more pitiful.

But her complexion and spirit were obviously much more stable than before, but she looked a little worried:
"Hey, what took you so long? Well, Master Huijue really needs to send me off properly."

Xie Yuan reached out and ruffled Xie Lingyun's hair:

"Call me brother when you need me and call me hello when you don't. You are such a disrespectful girl."

With a snap, Xie Lingyun angrily slapped Xie Yuan's hand away and started to comb her hair:

"Dad won't wake up for a while...Should we go back?"

Xie Yuan nodded:
"Let's get everyone ready and set off early tomorrow morning."

"Okay...hey, where are you going now?"

"Walking around."

"You are not allowed to go! I will count to three, come back quickly! Xie Yuan, if you dare to go, don't come back to this house!"

"Is there anyone who doesn't want the master to go home?"

Xie Yuan still went out.

Xie Lingyun watched him leave, unable to stop him, and stomped her feet, with a gloomy look in her eyes.

Pingxi Palace.

When a piece of music is finished, it is like the heavenly music taking a break, and the lingering sound lingers in the air, leaving people with endless aftertaste.

Xie Yuan closed his eyes for a while before sighing:

"Finally I heard you play the piano again."

Situ Qin sat behind a guqin, looking at Xie Yuan's beautiful eyes with tenderness, and said slowly:

"After this separation, I wonder when we will meet again?"

Xie Yuan was silent. He didn't know this time.

With the burden given to him by Xie Yi, he could no longer leave whenever he wanted like before.

Seeing his appearance, Situ Qin felt a little distressed, but she still showed a bright and bright smile and cheered him up:

"Now that you have returned to the Xie family, your challenges will be different from before, but I believe you can do it. This formation-breaking song is to cheer you on."

After a passionate formation-breaking song was played, Xie Yuan's heart was surging. He closed his eyes and savored the experience. He felt that the pressure from the Xie family's master was nothing. He could deal with it if he made a long-term plan.

Suddenly, he felt his cheek moisten, as if something warm touched him lightly.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Situ Qin had come up to him at some point, sitting sideways on the ground, looking up at him with bright and affectionate eyes.

Her cheeks were red, and she was incredibly beautiful, like a drunken lady from the Nine Heavens. She smiled softly and said:

"Master Xie, I will wait for you to take me to Chenjun to play the piano for you."

With a loud bang, Xie Yuan's mind went blank. He suddenly felt that none of the Xie family's masters were a match for him, so he quickly gathered them together and defeated them all.

……

Chen County is the ancestral home of the Xie clan.

If we talk about being at a loss, Yunzhu and Shijian are the most confused.

They also didn't know how it happened that in just a short time, less than a month, they both became the head of the family's personal maids, and their status in the entire Xie clan was soaring. The masters and young masters who were usually cold and indifferent would step aside in fear and trepidation when they greeted them and let them pass first.

So uncomfortable.

Both of them are now afraid to go out. There are too many people looking for them, many of them are masters of the family, and they cannot adapt to the change of status.

"Master, get dressed. This outfit is really smart."

At Xie Yuan's insistence, the two pretty maids still called him Young Master.

Xie Yuan looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a formal black robe, which made him look majestic without even showing any anger.

If she hadn't reached adulthood and had simply tied her hair up, she would have looked more like the head of the family.

But even so, Xie Yuan's usual calm temperament, coupled with the robes of the head of the family, made people somewhat ignore his age.

He nodded, walked out of the back room and along the elegant corridor.

This is not his courtyard.

Click, click, click.

Xie Yuan's footsteps gradually echoed.

He walked around the screen, crossed the stream, and saw the ingenious meeting hall of the Xie family. Nearly twenty masters and elders of the Chenjun Xie family were sitting in seats on both sides of the stream like elegant scholars among pine trees, looking at him with different eyes.

Xie Yuan glanced at them with a calm expression, then sat down at the highest stone table and said slowly:
"Elders, let's begin." (End of this chapter)