Along the way, Huanan He rushed against the wind as his horsewhip was lashed and cracked. He even wanted to have wings and immediately flew to Gu Yunxi.

When he reached Yonglu Temple, the rain was still heavily pouring and never dwindled.

The man rode a horse and rushed to the long and winding path paved with black bricks. After going through the Sanxiang Stone Gate and running along the mountain for a while, he eventually arrived at Yonglu Temple.

"Open the door. Open the door!"

In front of the scarlet wooden door, Huanan He violently struck it with clenched fists.

In the heavy rain, he was cold with blood freezing. The man was drenched and seemed to be just going out of the water.

No one responded to him long. There only existed the sound of ceaselessly rushing streams in his ears.

It was dark and dim now as the rain fell on the reef and splashed. Then the surrounding vapor spread and floated in the air, covering the splendid temples and grey halls built in the mountains and making them in dimmer outline in the thick rain.

"Open the door! Open the door! Let me in..."

Huanan He didn't give up. Instead, he waved his arms and legs, crazily knocking and kicking the door. He shouted in a crazy and mad voice.

After a sullen sound, the Full Moon Gate suddenly and slightly moved. Then the door was opened to the side.

Huanan He stared at one team of monks with Kungfu rushing out of the door as he slightly moved backwards.

In the team, there were altogether 50 monks wearing yellow and concise garments and holding sticks.

The leader of the monks had ever met Huanan He several times. At that time, he stared at Huanan He and saluted, calmly and loudly saying.

"Amitabha. Now it is dark and the door has been closed. Your Highness, you are not our Buddhist member. Just leave there, please."

Evidently, the leader monk was implying that he should leave there now.

But Huanan He had already been straining his annoyance for a long time so that he had no mind to consider now.

Tonight he must meet Gu Yunxi. Anyone who stopped him must be struck by him.

"Get out of my way! I want to meet Lady Yun!"

Huanan He said in a low and hoarse voice as he was gloomy now. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the leader monk. Then he raised his arms and struck the monk's shoulders, directly trying to rush into the temple.

The leader monk held a stick and stopped him.

"Your Highness, the Chief Abbot has already ordered that you can't get into the temple. Please leave there!"

Suddenly, the leader monk said in a more serious voice. Then he opened his eyes wide as some sharp emotions occurred in his eyes.

"Get away!"

As Huanan He raised his grey eyebrows, he turned to be cold on his face. Indifferently and firmly, he raised his hands and pushed the leader monk away.

"Your Highness, you are so stubborn and don't take my advice! For you and my Yonglu Temple's century foundation, I must do something rude to you!"

The leader monk turned to be serious, erecting the stick and violently pestling the ground. In a "bang" sound, one order was made.

The other monks with Kungfu immediately went ahead, swiftly transforming the formation into a circle. In the center, mad Huanan He with messy hair was surrounded.

At the same time, fifty sticks were held to aim at Huanan He, with only half-an-arm distance away from him.

Huanan He was annoyed and raised his eyebrows, looking around with his sharp eyes. But he still stubbornly moved steps.

As they loudly yelled, several white lights flashed and rushed in the thunder. When the sticks were held high and sweeping low, some gloomy wind occurred and nobody could be against the fierce attack.

Huanan He was delayed by the integrated attack made of sticks, being annoyed and mad. Then he roared and pushed his hands with affluent force.

At that time, his scarlet eyes were as fierce as fire, with his face being both green and pale. Being like a devil from the hell, he fiercely rushed and moved in the sticks.

In the dark sky, the lightning fiercely flashed. Under the rolling dark clouds, the fierce competition was still happening.

Those monks with Kungfu were top members in the temple and could mutually cooperate with each other.

They held sticks and easily waved them, chopping and sweeping. It seemed that they could easily control the sticks.

The 50 monks holding 50 sticks could control the sticks as their own parts, so the attack was so fierce.

But there was one weak point that those monks couldn't dare to fiercely attack Huanan He. Thus, the attacks were all adequate. They just wanted to stop Huanan He and made him leave there.

But Huanan He was also strong, and currently he was mad and annoyed.

He ignored the monks' adequate attacks, flexibly moving his body in the swift sticks. Just being like a mad tiger, he jumped and moved, beating the thick opponents again and again.

The monks were knocked down one after another while some others ceaselessly rushed forwards.

It must be an eventful night.

The previous arrival of people in the Eastern Depot identified that people in the imperial court had already realized Yonglu Temple.

When those people rushed into the temple and tried to catch the adultery, Master Huichan was leading monks in reading evening songs in Buddha Hall.

Then he suddenly heard about the accident, hustling to go to the meditation room in the rear yard to visit Gu Yunxi.

When they were talking, one monk went there and reported that Ninth Prince Huanan He came back again and was knocking on the door in front of Yonglu Temple.

The Buddhist land must be peaceful. In this situation, in order to protect thousands of monks there and safeguard the century foundation of Yonglu Temple, Master Huichan could only be a devil man. He dispatched those monks with Kungfu to stop Huanan He, not letting him in the temple anyhow.

As time went by, the attack of sticks became more and more passive.

Because of the heart-by-heart blood bond, Huanan He could never be threatened by any physical hurts. But Gu Yunxi in the meditation room felt greatly bitter.

Considering that, the monks couldn't easily attack Huanan He. And they couldn't fully make some great attacks.

As the monks shouted and fell in the sound of falling sticks, the leader monk turned to be serious, raising his hand and loudly shouting.

"Arhat Formation!"

Immediately, the stick formation changed. Then hundreds of sticks were like white lightning, rolling from the ground. The attack was burdened and fell down as fiercely as the wave, pouring to Huanan He.

Huanan He was stunned and lowered his head, finding his waists and ankles being nipped by sticks so that he couldn't move anymore. Besides, the acupoints in his chest and back were also held by sticks, which stopped his action.

Huanan He couldn't help gritting his teeth. After lowering his head, he suddenly roared.

As the scarlet light occurred in his eyes, the fierce wind flooded over the ground, damaging grasses and trees around.

In the air, the rainwater became adversely rushing into the sky, fiercely floating and rustling.

When Huanan He raised his arms in the rain, he slowly raised his eyes. The fierce and mad behavior seemed to be so terrible.

The garment in his upper body had already been splintered, being in rags and embarrassing.

Just now, in order to break through the acupoints, he directly stimulated all his internal strength.

Seeing the embarrassed and terrible opponents lying on the ground, Huanan He ceaselessly shifted his scarlet eyes. He arched his back high and crouched, being like a fierce beast preparing to give a lethal attack.

"Amitabha, please stop your action."

In the temple, one person read a Buddhist song in time, bringing the coming blood to an end.

When Huanan He looked around with sharp eyes, he was suddenly stunned.

He could see Master Huichan standing under a big umbrella with 12 ribs, being so serious and calm.

Around Master Huichan, there were also two people. Among them, the woman wearing a hood greatly caught his eyes.

"You are Yunxi. You are..."

The coldness in his eyes disappeared as he slightly shifted his eyes and shouted to Gu Yunxi.

Under the umbrella, Gu Yunxi's lips slightly trembled. In her face covered by white gauze, there were plenty of scars and tears.

The instant when she knew her darling came into the temple again, Gu Yunxi was deeply touched.

But considering the fact that Huanan Xin had suspected Huanan He and her, she firmly decided to not meet him to avoid implicating those Buddhist people.

Master Huichan had thought they could expel Huanan He by means of the force of monks with Kungfu. But he didn't expect that when Huanan He was mad, his Kungfu could be so overwhelming.

And Huanan He's twin brother, Gu Di, was not there. Therefore, no one could stop the mad man.

After a while, Gu Yunxi in the meditation room appeared to be so bitter. In her face and body, small and large scars occurred one after another.

Seeing that, Master Huichan felt so sympathetic. So he ordered monks to hold umbrellas, bringing Gu Yunxi and Zhiqi out of the temple to meet Huanan He.

In front of the temple, Master Huichan stood upright and saw Huanan He with silver hair being embarrassed in the rain. In his ears, Gu Yunxi sadly sobbed.

Sadly sighing and shaking his head, Master Huichan devoutly put his palms together.

"It is just one inch between heaven and hell. The result depends on your fortune."

Huanan He fiercely breathed and staggered to Gu Yunxi.

After such a fierce fight, he was weak and flaccid with his ears buzzing.

When he took one step, he felt some seemingly floating clouds in his steps.

In his eyes, Gu Yunxi's delicate figure gradually became dim.

He was sad and worried, hustling to reach his hands to Gu Yunxi and anxiously calling,

"Lady Yun… Yunxi..."

In a whirl, Huanan He suddenly fell down as a familiar voice occurred in his ears.

"Darling!"