Watching the Self-Sacrificing Monk, Encountering the Golden Crow Dao

"Young master, you've been getting more and more impulsive lately. You often just run off without saying a word."

Qiu Yan hadn't walked far when Dai Guo and Hu Qi caught up. Dai Guo couldn't help but complain, but after he finished speaking, the dog he was dragging rolled its eyes.

"Damn it! The one who's really impulsive is you, you big idiot! When my real body arrives, I will definitely..." The rest of the thought was difficult to form due to the intense suffocation.

The dog body that Qiu Yan constructed from mud was almost like flesh and blood. After sealing the Wisdom Soul, it was just like an ordinary living being, needing to breathe and eat. However, it could not stray too far from Qiu Yan, or it would gradually solidify.

The group hurried along, passing through the streets and alleys.

Hu Qi asked with some confusion, "Young Master, where are you going?" He noticed that Qiu Yan walked straight ahead with firm steps, clearly having a specific destination. However, since it was the first time any of them had come to Prosperity Virtue City, how could Qiu Yan have a clear purpose?

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yan stopped, closed his eyes to sense the surroundings, and then said, "It's getting late. There's an inn ahead. You and Dai Guo should go there and prepare rooms. I'll head over there after I've finished what I'm doing."

"Ahead..." Hu Qi paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and nodded in agreement without any doubt.

Qiu Yan added, "Remember to get an extra room; besides us, there should be other people staying there."

"Anyone else wants to stay?" Hu Qi was puzzled for a moment, but based on past experience, he knew that Qiu Yan wouldn't make things up, so he nodded.

After walking a few more steps, there was indeed an inn. The name was ordinary, and it wasn't well-known in the city. The price per night wasn't high either.

Located in the middle of residential areas, it takes several streets to walk west to reach the bustling Prosperity Virtue City. Most of the residents in this area are powerless and insignificant people. In terms of price and environment, the inns here are naturally inferior to those in the central area.

After Hu Qi and Dai Guo went inside, Qiu Yan did not stop and walked straight towards the central area.

A few steps later, at the entrance of an alley ahead, he saw a group of ordinary people gathered together.

In such places, it's inevitable that street performers will appear, often drawing cheers or ridicule from onlookers, making it generally noisy and chaotic. However, the group of people who appeared in front of Qiu Yan were all restrained and remained silent.

"Hmm?" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, turned his gaze over, and then a question arose in his mind.

With his keen eyesight, it wasn't hard to notice some unusual things. For example, most of the people gathered there looked unwell, with sickly expressions on their faces, and some even had obvious injuries.

What are these people doing?

Lost in thought, Qiu Yan had already reached the edge of the crowd. Without stopping, he listened intently and heard a voice coming from within the crowd—

"Thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much, Master!"

"Master?"

This form of address surprised Qiu Yan slightly.

In his previous life, this title was not unfamiliar; he often heard it. However, since coming to this world, Qiu Yan had not heard it for a long time, because in this Great Rui Dynasty, there was no truly meaningful Central Plains Buddhist Sect.

"Could it be that Buddhism from the southwest and the Barbarians lands has spread to the Central Plains? Or even reached the Capital Region?"

In the Southern Marsh, Qiu Yan had come into contact with a branch of Buddhism and even briefly clashed with them. He didn't have a good impression of them, and there was an implicit rivalry between them. So when he heard the title "Master," he immediately took notice, stopped in his tracks, and not only listened intently but also used his senses to peer through the crowd to investigate the situation.

Just then, another voice rang out from the crowd—

"Amitabha Buddha, please don't thank me, benefactor, cough cough..."

The sound reached Qiu Yan's ears, but it surprised Qiu Yan even more. He could hear weakness and a lack of vital energy in the voice, which was a sign of excessive depletion of Qi and Blood.

Then, a scene appeared in my perception: a man in a monk's robe was sitting cross-legged on the ground, withdrawing his hand from the thin man in front of him.

Although the man in the monk's robe was sitting, his broad arms revealed him to be a strong and robust man. The flesh and bones exposed from his collar and sleeves were full and exuded a sense of explosive power, clearly a manifestation of his profound cultivation and the extreme refinement of his physical body.

However, this person's energy and spirit were exceptionally weak at the moment, and there was a sense of frailty between his brows.

On the contrary, the thin man in front of him, although wearing a mid-length robe, had a emaciated body, but at this moment his body was brimming with Qi and Blood and energy.

Upon seeing this scene, Qiu Yan quickly realized the reason.

"This monk is using his own Qi and Blood to replenish the bodies of these people and dispel their illness!"

Having figured this out, Qiu Yan was slightly shocked. You see, using your Qi and Blood to replenish someone else's body is like cutting off your own flesh to feed them. The lost Qi and Blood is difficult to recover in a short time. In the long run, it may even deplete your body and shorten your lifespan!

It's like using your own life to extend the life of a complete stranger.

"Judging from this monk's current appearance, he must have been doing this for quite some time, and it has already shaken the foundation of his cultivation... Hmm?"

As Qiu Yan was pondering this, the monk he sensed suddenly turned his head and glanced in his direction, smiling slightly.

"He spotted me."

Before the thought had even settled, the monk withdrew his gaze, placed his palm on the back of a patient behind him, and began to circulate his Qi and Blood, infusing him with life force!

"Although this person is also wearing a monk's robe, the style is different from that of a Tibetan monk, and his actions are completely different. He actually spares no expense to infuse others with his Qi and Blood and expel diseases. Regardless of his purpose, this kind of behavior alone is something that ordinary people cannot do."

Most people act with a purpose; the more they give, the more they receive. Qiu Yan felt that this monk might have had various considerations, but sacrificing himself to improve others was something that ordinary people could not bear, demonstrating his extraordinary heart.

Qiu Yan thought for a moment, then withdrew his senses, but did not linger. He took a step forward and continued walking.

However, he had the idea of investigating this person's background, but he would have to wait until he finished dealing with the most pressing matters.

Qiu Yan strode out of the streets and alleys and came to a main road. More and more pedestrians were walking on the road. This main road led to the central area of Prosperity Virtue City.

"It's just ahead..."

In Qiu Yan's hand, a ball of light pulsed incessantly, emitting bursts of light, but the passersby ignored it.

This sphere of light was formed by Divine Sense, within which two divine Divine Soul were sealed, drawing in Karma. Combined with the Li Trigram within the Divine Spirit Body, it allowed Qiu Yan to clearly grasp the root of the disaster.

"Hey? Look at that scholar..."

Not far away, two richly dressed men walked towards them, followed by several servants in blue robes. The two men talked while the servants protected them. The group was large and impressive, clearly not from an ordinary family.

As they spoke, they all frowned and looked worried. One of them glanced at Qiu Yan unintentionally, and immediately froze, instinctively tugging at the sleeve of the person next to him.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong?" The person being pulled was startled and looked in the direction of the "Brother Wang" he was referring to, and was immediately stunned.

After Qiu Yan walked past them, they came to their senses, exchanged glances, and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes. At the same time, the Blazing Sun Talisman planted in their bodies suddenly vibrated, and the image of a scholar spontaneously appeared in their minds!

"Ugh!" The two groaned softly, as if they were one person, and then both showed expressions of fear.

"The two old immortals just warned us to be careful, but we never expected to run into this scholar on the road!"

"Judging from this situation, it really is Qiu Yan. We've been implanted with that Blazing Sun Talisman. If we don't follow orders, we'll be burned to ashes. Now that he's sensing it on his own, we absolutely cannot resist. We must send people over to capture him immediately!"

"Arresting a scholar in the street—once word gets out, we'll lose all our standing in the city. Even if the government doesn't intervene, the Lineage we've grudges against won't let this opportunity pass by to suppress and attack us! We must think this through carefully!"

As they were talking, the man suddenly became agitated. "How can we discuss this further! I feel unbearable heat inside my body, as if I'm being burned alive. If we delay any longer, I'll be burned to death!"

"Brother Wang, calm down. I don't mean to stall for time, but to gather manpower to ensure everything goes smoothly. The others aren't far from here. Send someone to inform them immediately and force them to join in. That way, the law won't punish the many. Otherwise... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly screamed in agony as the sleeve of his left hand burst into flames. The passersby were terrified and quickly retreated. Fortunately, a guard nearby tore off the fabric, which calmed the situation down.

Upon seeing this, the elder brother panicked, but he understood the other party's meaning and hurriedly sent several servants to inform the others who had just left.

At the same time, not far behind the two, a portly man also saw Qiu Yan and found himself in the same predicament.

These three were wealthy merchants who had just left Wandering Immortal Residence. Because they had been marked with a Divine Ability talisman, they were already living in fear and would inevitably live in constant anxiety in the future. Unexpectedly, they had only taken a few steps when they ran into the main character, which triggered the talisman on their bodies. The heat rising in their bodies was like being roasted by fire, and the heat was unbearable.

Before long, the other wealthy merchants who had gone ahead received the news. Some were unwilling to come, but Qiu Yan's image spontaneously appeared in their minds. Then, the Three Souls Blazing Sun Talisman was activated, which frightened them so much that they had no choice but to bring their people over.

Where are they?

Once everyone had gathered, they prepared to concentrate their forces and achieve victory in one fell swoop.

Led by the first two, they secretly followed him. This wasn't because they knew Qiu Yan possessed cultivation, but because they feared that if they couldn't capture him quickly enough and the news leaked out, it would cause trouble.

"There!" The first two people had complicated expressions. They pointed, and everyone noticed that a scholar was slowly walking into Wandering Immortal Residence.

That person was none other than Qiu Yan! (To be continued. Please search for the novel for better and faster updates!)