Time continued to pass on, and soon another twenty-one years had passed.

At the age of 84, Wen Ling's life also came to an end.

Terrans can live to 84 years old, that is an extremely rare thing, in this era, even if there is no war and disaster, Terrans rarely live past 70 years old, most people will die at the age of 5 or 60, when the body gradually ages and degenerates.

Huang Si let Wen Ling practice internal strength, his understanding of nature is naturally not comparable to ordinary students, and his qualifications are not bad, but it is a pity that he is almost 60 years old when he is practicing, and his physical function is not good, so his achievements are not big, and he has lived some years longer than ordinary people.

As Wen Ling's body deteriorated day by day, the entire Dao Courtyard was in a gloomy fog, and everyone was worried about Wen Ling's situation. After all, the Daoist Academy can be said to be supported by Wen Ling, and everyone here can be regarded as disciples cultivated by Wen Ling. Every year, students from the Taoist Academy leave after completing their studies, but there are also many people who are willing to give up their glory and wealth and choose to stay by Wen Ling's side all the time.

Everyone in the Taoist Academy has sincere reverence and gratitude for Wen Ling's feelings. There is no fame here, and there is no profit, and those who can stay in the Taoist Academy are all people who are sincere in learning.

Huang Si knew Wen Ling's physical condition, and let him go into illness and death, which was the inevitability of life. All he did for Wen Ling was to make his death less painful.

In Wen Ling's last moments, there were many disciples of the Taoist Academy around him, and Zhou Xia and Huang Si also accompanied him.

The disciples of the Taoist Academy were full of sorrow, but only the family knew that death was not the end, but the beginning.

Lin Zhuo, Sang Xiu, and Zhong Fu are social people after all, and they will pretend to be one, while Zhou Xia has a casual temperament, just keeping sitting solemnly and waiting.

Huang Si didn't care, he just came over and waited for Wen Ling to die and take him away, what was there to pretend to be in front of his family, so he should eat and drink, and by the way, he was doing math problems, which aroused everyone's attention.

It's a pity that everyone still dares to be angry and dare not speak, the last person who tried to reprimand Huang Si for righteousness has been punished by Wen Ling and locked up for a week.

Wen Ling was lying on the bed, his pain had been blocked by the soul master's instructions, but the physical discomfort still affected his ability to think, he felt very uncomfortable, but he was indeed too sick to speak.

So, he finally used the prayer channel.

"God, please take me away."

Wen Ling uttered a silent prayer in his heart.

Huang Si glanced at him and sighed, "Didn't I say it was okay a long time ago?" It is you who have to persist until this moment for the sake of the disciples of the Taoist Academy, and besides, you can do it without praying, I know your thoughts, as long as you move your thoughts, I will take you away. ”

Wen Ling said calmly in her heart: "I understand, it's just that it feels better this way." ”

Huang Si can see all the thoughts of the dependents, but sometimes he still doesn't understand what the dependents want, such as Wen Ling's insistence on the sense of ritual, what the hell is it, he can see it, but he doesn't understand.

Since Wen Ling decided to die, Huang Si said to Wen Ling, who was lying on the bed:

"Wen Ling, come back."

The effect of the soul command appeared, and Wen Ling's soul left the body, but after being slightly confused, he regained his clear consciousness.

He came to Huang Si's side and said happily, "God, I'm back." ”

Huang Si motioned for him to stay where he was and watch his death, which was a rare experience. After all, in his previous life, as Zhu Yao, he was directly decomposed, and there was no normal death and post-death experience.

Zhou Xia sat beside Huang Si, she also heard Huang Si's words, and guessed that this was a soul instruction.

She looked at the bed, and through the induction of the qi of the internal qi, she sensed that Wen Ling had died in the human world.

Previously, Wen Ling had designated Zhou Xia to serve as the dean after him. So Zhou Xia stood up and announced as the successor dean of the Taoist Academy: "Dean Wen has passed away. ”

All the disciples hurriedly gathered to check, and then, after discovering that Wen Ling was indeed dead, they all let out uncontrollable weeping.

All of a sudden, the cry shook the sky.

Lin Zhuo and the others were also wiping their tears, this was not pretending, it was just that they had been a Terran for a long time, and they could understand the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the Terran.

Zhou Xia and Huang Si didn't react.

Anyway, Wen Ling's own soul was actually around them.

Originally, Wen Ling's bedside was surrounded by only some disciples, but now that he passed away, many other disciples also hurried over, and soon the water around the ward was blocked.

"The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected...... Huang Si whispered.

Zhou Xia nodded.

However, in such a chaotic scene, there were still people who noticed this whisper, perhaps because of the teacher's death and couldn't suppress their emotions, a core disciple in a cyan robe shouted angrily at Huang Si, "What are you talking about! Usually forget it, now that the dean has passed away, you, you still look like you have nothing to do with yourself! It was in vain that Dean was so kind to you when he was alive, but now you don't even shed a single tear! ”

This Daoist disciple knew that Huang Si was not a mortal because he did not grow old.

It's just that he rarely appears, and his appearance is not the same, so only a few core disciples know him.

Even so, even after guessing that this person was likely to be a true god, the disciple couldn't help but get angry.

Listening to his accusation, Huang Si didn't get angry or do anything, he just said lightly:

"I can understand your pain, but have you forgotten what your teacher taught during his lifetime? The life of man comes from nature, and the death of man returns to heaven and earth. Today, dying in accordance with nature is the liberation that your teacher seeks. ”

The disciple recalled Wen Ling's usual teachings, his body trembled, he took a step back, and sat down abruptly.

When the other disciples heard this, some were still puzzled, while others pondered.

At this time, an old man dressed in the costume of an official of the Ya Kingdom hurriedly barged in from outside the door, and as soon as he entered, he shouted with remorse: "I was wrong, I came late, and I didn't even see the last face of Dean Wen!" ”

He came to Wen Ling's bedside, Shi Li knelt down, and couldn't help but cry: "Dean Wen, I am the historian of Yaguo, and my mentor once entrusted me to come to see you and learn from you, but unfortunately, I have not been able to make the trip because of my position." When I heard that Dean Wen was seriously ill, I hurriedly stepped down from my post and came to ...... But still failed to catch up, alas! ”

Wen Ling's soul stood aside and saw the official, he didn't know this person, but vaguely guessed who the mentor he was talking about was.

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