Carrying the Heart Zen Master on his back, Bai Phantom Night ran wildly all the way, only to feel that there was a steady stream of strength in his body, and he felt that he had never been so fast.

It only took half a moment for him to run from under the willow tree in the west of the city to the magnificent and solemn ancient temple of burning lamps.

Pilgrims come and go in front of the temple, pedestrians are weaving, and there is still a lively and noisy scene.

But Bai Phantom Night didn't care about it, carrying the Heart Zen Master on his back, he broke through the crowd all the way and went straight to the backyard, causing a curse.

It wasn't until it was discovered by several passing monks, and then, the bell of "boring and boring ......" rang wildly in this ancient monastery.

A quarter of an hour later, for the first time, the temple closed its doors to the pilgrims.

Master Xinzen was quickly picked up by the two monks passing by, while Bai Phantom Night was asked to stay aside and wait for notice.

In this regard, Bai Phantom Night was not surprised, knowing that they must have private things to say, and it was inconvenient for them to be by their side.

He was led by a gray-clothed monk to wait in the side hall.

In the ancient temple of Burning Lamp, all the monks gathered outside the abbot at this moment, kneeling together.

The sad atmosphere enveloped the entire ancient temple of Burning Lights.

A moment later, three middle-aged monks in yellow robes came together and stood in front of the couch with serious faces.

A young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe knelt down, his shoulders constantly shaking.

A yellow-clothed monk stretched out his hand, and a mahogany square box appeared in his palm.

He opened it, revealing a round, dragon's eye-sized, fragrant red elixir inside.

After hesitating for a moment, he still stepped forward, crossed over the little monk Yuebai, and resolutely stuffed it into the mouth of the Heart Zen master.

The Heart Zen Master was already unconscious, and when the pill was entered, he didn't feel anything, and he couldn't swallow it on his own.

Seeing this, the yellow-clothed monk turned his left palm slightly, and his whole hand instantly turned jade, and he gently patted the chest of the Heart Zen master.

"Gollum ......"

Only then did the Heart Zen Master churn his throat, and the elixir rolled into his abdomen, and after a while, a red light swirled above his body.

The breath that had been almost cut off was only then it became strong again and became stable.

But in everyone's eyes, there was no expression of joy and happiness, but a gloom.

Because they know that although Jiuhuan Dan is the treasure of Buddhism, the vitality of the Heart Zen Master has been extinct, and after a bumpy road, the injury has been aggravated.

Even if you take this Nine Returning Pill, it can only delay for a moment and return to the light.

But finally, after a while, the Heart Zen Master woke up leisurely.

After closing his eyes and understanding his own situation, he slowly spoke: "Please come over to the little benefactor who brought me back!"

"Abbot?"

A yellow-clothed monk with a thin face, seeing this, couldn't help but say, obviously very puzzled, at this time, why invite an outsider to come.

But Master Xinzen just said lightly: "Go quickly." ”

"Yes. ”

The yellow-clothed monk didn't dare to disobey, although his face was unhappy, he quickly waved his hand outward, and then, a gray-clothed monk came out of the crowd outside the courtyard, quickly went to the side courtyard, and invited Bai Phantom Night over.

Master Xinzen looked at the white phantom night, and a strange brilliance appeared in his eyes.

After a long time, he suddenly said softly: "Little donor, are you willing to worship in my Burning Lamp Temple and become one of the closed disciples of the old monk?"

Bai Phantom Night was stunned.

He didn't expect that before his death, Master Xinzen did not immediately give some explanation to the monks in the temple, but asked himself if he wanted to become his closed disciple?

If it was someone else, he would be overjoyed when he got this letter, and he would have agreed to it.

But in the white fantasy night's house, there is a father who is drunk every day to raise, how can he become a monk, what should his father do?

The most important thing is that since he was a child, he never thought of becoming a monk, and the question of the Heart Zen Master made him not know how to answer for a while.

The old monk understood. ”

Seeing this, Master Xinzen closed his eyes regretfully, then waved his hand and said, "You should step back first." ”

"Yes. ”

So, Bai Phantom Night, who had just been invited over and didn't have time to say anything, exited the abbot's room again in confusion and returned to the side hall.

But he had just stayed for a long time when he heard the cries of the monks in the courtyard not far away.

His heart sank, and he immediately understood that Master Xinzen had not been rescued after all, and he had passed away completely.

Even if he took the Nine Returning Pills, it would only extend his life for a moment, and after a few brief explanations, his breath was sharply weakened, and after two more words, his breath was finally gone, and he closed his eyes permanently.

A moment later, White Illusory Night was summoned into the abbot's room again.

As soon as he entered, he saw the Heart Zen Master lying quietly on the top of the rockfall, no longer with any vital signs, and three yellow-clothed monks, with serious faces, surrounding him.

Suddenly, one of them, the yellow-clothed monk with a thin face, said sharply to Bai Huanye, "What the hell happened? Why did our abbot cultivate in the abbot's room just now, but you carried it back from outside the door just a short time later?

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Bai Huanye immediately understood that it was estimated that the Heart Zen Master only had time to explain the aftermath, but did not elaborate on the reason why he had an accident.

And he was the only eyewitness, so the yellow-clothed monk asked him.

Although his tone was not very good, but at this moment, Bai Phantom Ye's heart was only heavy, after all, if it wasn't for the Heart Zen Master, it was very likely that he would be the one who died just now.

Therefore, even though the yellow-clothed monk spoke in a stern tone, Bai Phantom Night still quickly told the scene that had just happened in the west of the city.

"What, White Ape, Ten Thousand Demon Sword Box? Could it be that there are demons who have escaped the inspection of the Blazing Light Mirror and broken into Xiyu City?"

When the monks heard this, they looked at each other, and their faces became extremely ugly.

One of the yellow-clothed monks said: "Senior Brother Abbot's cultivation is as high as the middle realm of the Void Wheel, and those who can hurt him and return with his whole body must at least have the level of a great demon." ”

Another yellow-clothed old monk also said with a heavy face: "If it is really a big demon-level existence that has entered the city, it will be troublesome." ”

In the entire abbot's room, the atmosphere was frozen to the point of almost suffocation.

Bai Phantom Night didn't know what the Void Wheel Middle Realm and the big demon represented, but he also knew that the white ape was definitely not a good one, otherwise he would not let the only Buddhist temple in the dignified Western Song City preside, and the Heart Zen Master would have to fight with his life in order to retreat.

He silently kept these two words in his heart, and one day, he would have to figure them out.

It's just that right now, all the monks in the Burning Lamp Temple are immersed in a sad atmosphere, and naturally it is not the time to ask, so they can only find an opportunity in the future to see if they can understand a thing or two from the side.

Thinking of something, he suddenly took out a blood-stained bronze bell from his bosom and handed it to the yellow-clothed monk: "This is left by the heart Zen master when he fought with the white ape, and the other Buddha beads and gold yarn were destroyed, only this bronze bell was kept, I was afraid that I would be picked up by someone in the same place, so I picked it up for you, and you will see if it is your thing?"

Seeing this, the yellow-clothed monk's eyes suddenly moved, revealing a trace of greed, and he stretched out his hand to take it.

However, at this time, the young monk who had been kneeling in the moon-white monk's robe in front of the couch suddenly stood up and said, "Wait." ”

With that, he slowly turned around.

The next moment, Bai Phantom Night felt that the entire room seemed to light up.

What kind of face is that? It shouldn't be on a monk at all.

I saw that he was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, his whole body was white from top to bottom, the monk's clothes were white, the monk's socks were white, and the monk's shoes were white.

And his face, like the stars and the moon, faintly has a special temperament, more masculine than any man in the world, and softer than any woman in the world.

And these two should be completely different, the temperament of water and fire is perfectly combined in him, making him look less like a human being, more like a demon.

He looked at Bai Phantom Night, and the sad expression on his face slowly dissipated, becoming plain and gentle, just like a scholar who had read thousands of books of poetry.

"You can only give me this bronze bell!"