He was unwilling, but he had to face reality!

Ling Xingnan saw Jing Xian looking at him stupidly, in fact, Monk Jing Xian's face was also pale and weak at this time, and his face was also distorted with a painful expression, but he could bear it more...... In the past, Jing Xian, who seemed to be a Taoist monk, was no longer in expression at this time, and his majesty had been lost.

"It turns out that he was also injured...... Ling Xingnan sighed secretly in his heart.

Ling Xingnan looked at Jing Xian's expectant gaze at him, and he had no choice but to reply: "The master has the grace of reinvention to the disciple, and the disciple can't abandon the master in the end......"

Hearing this, Jing Xian's white eyebrows furrowed slightly, he shook his head and sighed softly.

"Providence, providence......" Jing Xian began to say to himself again.

In an instant, he continued to say to Ling Xingnan: "You can stand up and save me, and don't give up as a teacher." I am grateful...... If the world is in trouble, can you also do it without abandoning the world?"

Ling Xingnan rolled his eyes, looking dazed. He couldn't understand what Jing Xian meant when he said this, so he shook his head and said, "The disciple doesn't understand what the master means......

"The meaning of being a teacher means that if you have the ability to save the world and the people of the world from fire and water, can you also do it without hesitation and sacrifice your life for righteousness?"

At this moment, Ling Xingnan seemed to have understood a little.

He looked at Jing Xian, with a faint wry smile on his face, and said: "Saving the people of the world from fire and water, and helping the weak in troubled times, is what people in my generation should do...... Disciples should do their best. ”

"Amitabha, good, good. If you can have this heart to help the world, you can feel at ease even if you go to the teacher......" When Jing Xian said this, he continued to cough heavily several times. Obviously, on his face, there was a burst of white and red pain, but from the tone of Jing Xian's words, there was no trace of sentimentality.

When Ling Xingnan heard Jing Xian say this, he already sensed that something was wrong.

"Master, you ......"

A smile appeared on Jing Xian's distorted face, and he waved his sleeves and stopped Ling Xingnan's words that he was about to speak.

At this moment, the breeze from outside the cave blew in, and a faint freshness dispelled away the humid air in the cave.

Soon, a noisy and piercing scream and a rough roar wafted around the cave...... The voice, hurried, anxious, full of anger and indignation. It's chilling, even in the daytime.

When Jing Xian heard this, his originally tense face became even more ugly...... He looked at Ling Xingnan, who was already not very conscious, and slowly moved his hand to the top of Ling Xingnan's head......

He brushed Ling Xingnan's hair like a loving father caressing his son. Under Jing Xian's breeze, Ling Xingnan felt extremely comfortable, and gradually closed his eyes......

Soon, Jing Xian sacrificed the 'Buddha Slaughter Pearl' in his hand out of thin air, and suddenly the golden light in the bead was displayed, and the 'Buddha Slaughter Bead' began to roll up and down Ling Xingnan's body, and then saw a white air flow from Jing Xian's palm through the Buddha Slaughter Bead turned purple gold, and then it was transmitted into Ling Xingnan's body......

At this moment, if someone saw it, they would definitely think that Ling Xingnan's body seemed to have become an air bag that would always be full of dissatisfaction.

After a while, the Buddha Tu Zhu actually absorbed Ling Xingnan's body and became suspended in the air in the stone room. At this time, the Buddha Tu Zhu was even more golden and bright, and the purple qi lingered, and Ling Xingnan was soon misty with the purple and golden light emitted from the Buddha Tu Zhu...... At the end of the day, his figure completely melted into the confused purple gold mist, as if he had disappeared out of thin air, entering another strange space.

At this time, Jing Xian's originally tense and ugly face actually showed a smile.

"Amitabha Buddha...... My Buddha is merciful, and I am willing to cross this fateful person. Good, good. Before the monk passed away, he was able to do this last immeasurable meritorious thing for the righteous path, which is really the will of God!"

After Jing Xian finished saying these words, the purple gold light in the Buddha Tu Zhu began to disappear, and the purple gold mist surrounding Ling Xingnan's body gradually subsided.

Soon, Ling Xingnan's body slowly descended, and finally fell back to the ground of the cave......

It's just that Ling Xingnan hadn't woken up at this time, and was still lying quietly, just like he had crossed the line of life and death.

Jing Xian looked at the sleeping Ling Xingnan: seeing that there was a faint layer of purple light between his eyebrows, the sky was darkly solemn, and the cheeks had changed from the gray and white when he was seriously injured to a ruddy and soothing state of qi and blood, and the supreme treasure of the Buddha Sect, the 'Buddha Tu Zhu', had already fallen into the clothes on his chest. Faintly, Ling Xingnan's whole body could still see rounds of purple gold circles flickering......

Jing Xian didn't deliberately bother Ling Xingnan, instead, he walked into a dark corner of the cave and sat down slowly......

The minutes ticked by until the day faded and the night came. Ling Xingnan slept for a whole day in this unknown mountain cave.

It was night, the wind was gentle, the stars were innumerable, and a wisp of fresh wind poured into the cave. Ling Xingnan slowly opened his eyes, he glanced around, but the cave was pitch black, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Am I alive?" he asked himself.

After the last moment, he slowly stood up and stretched his muscles.

"You're awake......" a pale voice came from the cavern.

Ling Xingnan only felt a chill in his heart, and was frightened by this sudden voice. But he immediately calmed down, and listened clearly to the voice and continued: "Come here, disciple...... I have something to say for the teacher. ”

At this time, Ling Xingnanye had already heard clearly, who else could there be besides Jing Xian who was speaking?

"Master, you ...... What's wrong with you?" Ling Xingnan walked up to Jing Xian in the corner and asked with concern.

Moreover, he had clearly felt that this once-powerful man was now exhausted, and he was in danger of being seriously injured.

"Apprentice, the limit of being a teacher is approaching...... It's just that...... There are two things that I can't ...... worry about."

"Master, please say, the disciple will do his best to complete it. ”

Jing Xian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and continued: "Remember, the first thing is ...... Is...... The evil king will definitely be a Buddha to me in the future...... Unfavorable, you must help my Buddhism survive this catastrophe. In addition, the Buddha Slaughter Bead in your arms was originally the treasure of my Buddha Sect, just because you have a fate with my Buddha, you actually sucked out the true power of the Buddha Sect that the Buddha Slaughter Bead injected into it by the previous generations of monks...... That's why you've been injured by the Evil Chain, and you're still intact. And by coincidence, you also have the true power of Buddhism for nearly a hundred years...... You have to send this bead to the 'Baotang Temple' in Suining, Shuzhong, and give it to my junior brother Master Out of Thin Air......"

When Ling Xingnan heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jing Xian continue: "Although you have a hundred years of Buddhist true power, because you are not proficient in the cultivation method of the inner family of Buddhism, you can only exert three or five points of the power of your own Buddhist true power...... If you encounter an evil master such as an evil king, don't be reckless, and don't fight with him unless you have to. When you meet my little junior brother in the future, ask him to teach you the supreme Buddhism mind, and you will be able to achieve great success in time......"

Jing Xian paused visibly as he said this, his faint gaze looming in the darkness of the cave, as if the guiding light in the night was fading.

Jing Xian took a deep breath and continued to struggle, "The second thing...... If you want to stop the general trend of the world from deteriorating, you must ally with the righteous path to jointly eliminate the demon sect 'Evil Blood Drinking Palace' that is about to make a big comeback and harm the common people......"

By this time, Jing Xian's voice had gradually weakened......

At this moment, Jing Xian's body emitted a faint golden light, and at the same time, Ling Xingnan also smelled a pungent burning smell, but the burning smell soon disappeared, followed by a burst of ancient Tongqing cigarettes like a Buddhist temple meditation temple that filled the entire cave space......

And an even more astonishing scene appeared: Monk Jingxian was actually on fire all over his body, the fire was extremely strong, and before Ling Xingnan could react, Jingxian's body had already dissipated into the green smoke and flames......

Flesh and blood are smelted, and the skeleton is turned to ashes.

When all this was over, Jing Xian's entire body vanished, and a white crystal bead the size of a soybean suddenly appeared in the burning flames...... This bead does not melt in the flames, and it still flashes with a faint white light......

"This ...... Isn't it the 'relic' condensed by the sitting of the legendary Taoist monk?" Ling Xingnan thought in his heart, and he couldn't help but have an unprecedented reverence for Jing Xian.

"Master, you can go to the Western Elysium Realm with peace of mind! Disciple must remember your teachings and entrustment......" Ling Xingnan knelt on the ground and muttered in a low voice.

When Ling Xingnan finished speaking, it seemed that heaven and earth had sensed his sincerity and enthusiasm.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake, the whole cave shook, and the earth and rocks on the roof of the cave began to crumble......

This sudden and drastic change caught Ling Xingnan off guard.

Could it be that the ground is moving? Ling Xingnan was the first to think of this in his heart......

So, he no longer hesitated, and only reached out his right hand to take away the 'relics' left by Jingxian after cremation.

Ling Xingnan unfolded his body and swept straight towards the hole that was about to collapse......

The night is dark and the wind is high.

In an unknown valley, there is a gray-white jungle mountain road that stretches into the distance under the light of the stars.

Where does it lead?

How far is it? No one can tell!

Only in this confused night, Ling Xingnan walked forward slowly...... His steps were not large, but he walked up and down, and he seemed to be preoccupied, and with every step he took, his heart trembled.

He walked alone on the gloomy valley bottom mountain road, not knowing the fear of the road, and forgetting to be afraid. Whether it was the howl of the beast or the gloomy atmosphere of the night, he didn't care.

After walking dozens of miles further, Ling Xingnan suddenly felt that the mountain road had become much more spacious, it turned out that he had already left the mountainous jungle area and gradually walked on the transit path in the mountainous area.

However, at the end of the mountain jungle trail, on the border with the transit trail, there are several small rivers formed by mountain springs, and there is a simple stone bridge over the river. There is a trickle of water under the bridge, and the spring water is tinkling.

Ling Xingnan walked under the bridge, picked up a handful of water with both hands, took a few sips, and then flushed a few handfuls on his face, and felt much better......

So, Ling Xingnan sorted out his chaotic thoughts, thinking about the death of a generation of high monk Jing Xian, and he still couldn't accept it for a while. He looked at the sparkling water in the river, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and when he thought of the words of Monk Jingxian before he died, and then thought of his current situation and the unresolved grudge, he was really a little confused.

"Where am I going now?What should I do?Where should I go?" Ling Xingnan asked himself three confused questions in his heart.

But at that time, no one answered him, because no one could answer. Even, the answers to these three questions will take him a lifetime to explore.

Jing Xian died, but Ling Xingnan's thoughts were hit hard, and the shadow of escapism in the depths of his thoughts was dispelled......

"Forget it, what's the use of thinking so much? Although the master is no longer there, how can I not do what I promised him to do to the old man? I believe that as long as I do my best, even if I can't do it at the last time, the master and his old man's spirit in heaven will not blame me...... Okay, I'll send the master's relic 'Buddha Tu Zhu' to Baotang Temple first......"

Ling Xingnan thought like this in his heart, and finally made a decision.

It's just that he is faced with the choice of returning to his homeland.

I don't know what awaits him?

This is exactly what it is:

What is inexplicable and unclear is the future;

What can't be forgotten and can't be lingered is the old love.