At this time, in the Jinkong Temple, An Luoyan knelt down and crawled in front of the relics that Yan Bei had turned into, knelt down on his knees, grabbed the ground with his head, and cried respectfully and sadly: "Master Yan Bei, you have not had time to repay my kindness to the juniors, how can you leave? In this life, the juniors owe you! If there is an afterlife, the juniors must be cattle and horses by your side to repay the great kindness." An Luoyan cried and kowtowed respectfully to the grief relic. An Luoyan is neither a cultivator nor a disciple of Buddhism, and Yan Bei not only saved his life, but also gave away his cultivation and spiritual power, which made An Luoyan feel endless indebtedness. Although she knew that part of the reason why Yan Bei did this was because of her status as a sage of the Miaofa Buddha Heart, An Luoyan was also sure that even if she was not a sage of the Miaofa Buddha Heart, Yan Bei would also try her best to help and would not die without help.

An Luoyan's cry alarmed Jiang Rong and Ji Luosheng outside the main hall, and when the two heard An Luoyan's cry, they instantly knew that something had happened to Yan Bei. Yan Bei had mentioned to the two of them before that he had calculated today's calamity, but Jiang Rong and Ji Luosheng didn't expect all this to come so quickly.

When Jiang Rong and Ji Luosheng rushed into the main hall, they found that Yan Bei's body had turned transparent. At the Shenting acupoint of Yan Sorrow, there is a Taoist Buddha light, and those Buddha lights envelop Yan Sorrow, and finally return to his dantian along the backbone. Then, the sad dantian became more and more intense, even if Jiang Rong and Ji Luo were strong people in the immortal realm, they didn't dare to look at it directly. The light of the Taoist Buddha seems to be a golden silk thread, starting with the dantian of sorrow, and gradually filling the main hall of the entire Golden Sky Temple. The two of them closed their eyes slightly, and they could even see the swastika inscription and the Buddhist avenue floating in the void, the divine light was shining, and the Sanskrit sound was immense.

"Luo Yan, you mourn, Master Yanbei has been kind all his life, he is the guardian venerable of the Western Desert, he is good at doing righteous deeds, and the people's respect for him has long turned into infinite power of faith. Now that the Master of Compassion has been seated, and the power of those beliefs will definitely protect the Master's ascension to Elysium. There is a lot of suffering in the world, and Master Yan Compassion has escaped from the sea of mortal suffering and is at ease in the Elysium, which is also a relief for him. Seeing An Luoyan, whose cheeks had been wet with tears, Ji Luosheng gently helped her up and comforted her. Ji Luosheng was also uncomfortable with Yan Bei's death, but he chose to be strong.

In fact, before Yanbei sat down, he once mentioned to Ji Luosheng and Jiang Rong that he wanted to accept An Luoyan as a disciple. Yan Bei is a highly respected sage of Buddhism, and he has the heart to accept disciples, which is naturally a great opportunity for An Luoyan. But at the same time, Ji Luosheng also knew that An Luo's fate was not over, and if she worshiped under the door of Yan Grief, then she would never be able to touch the love between men and women in the mortal world for the rest of her life, and she had to cut off the relationship. Although An Luoyan was raised by Ji Luosheng, Ji Luosheng also would not make decisions for An Luoyan. Moreover, he also made his thoughts clear to Yan Bei. Unexpectedly, the previous meeting turned out to be a farewell, and when they saw Yan Bei again, they were already separated forever. However, they still realized through An Luoyan's cultivation that although she did not perform the ritual of worshipping Yanbei, her cultivation was already an authentic Buddhist practice. Moreover, it is terrible to cultivate high.

Because Yan Bei had passed on all her life's cultivation to An Luoyan, she had quietly survived the Supreme Tribulation and the Immortal Tribulation. In other words, because of the blessing of Buddhism's mental power, An Luoyan has escaped the test of heaven, and is now a powerhouse in the second realm of the immortal realm.

"Senior Ji, Jiang Pavilion Master, now that Master Yanbei has been seated, then, I would like to invite the Brahma Monarch to come to the Golden Sky Temple to sit down. Previously, Master Yanbei had promised the Brahma monarch that he would choose the opportunity of the Golden Sky Temple. It's just that after the awakening of the godhead, the Brahma monarch is no longer interested in the chance of the Golden Sky Temple. But Master Yan Bei once entrusted me to the Brahma Monarch before returning to the Golden Sky Temple, and in a way, I am also a descendant of Master Yan Bei. But I knew very well in my heart that I was not destined to inherit the mantle of the master. So, I think it's only fitting to have the Brahma Monarch in charge of the Golden Sky Temple. Although the Brahma Monarch is not a Chinese cultivator, and even he has been very close to the Great Monarch, in any case, he is also a Buddhist monk, and the Brahma Monarch has lost his way, so we should not have any prejudice against him. An Luoyan wiped away his tears and said to Ji Luosheng.

"Luo Yan, don't you understand? Actually, Master Yanbei has already handed over the Golden Sky Temple to you. In other words, you can no longer be regarded as the deputy pavilion master of our Tongling Pavilion, but a new generation of guardians of the Western Desert. Although I have not seen you as a descendant of the Buddha mind of the Mystic Dharma, I have heard of you. Master Yan Bei is compassionate and wise, and since he has decided to pass on all his cultivation to you, he has already identified your identity. Of course, it's up to you to make any trade-offs. It's just that we can't let the Psychic Pavilion delay you any longer. Jiang Rong shook his head and sighed lightly.

"This ......" Hearing Jiang Rong's words, An Luoyan wanted to argue, but in the end, he just sighed lightly and did not refute. Now that the bones of Master Yanbei are not cold, if An Luoyan says at this time that he will not be in charge of the Golden Sky Temple, I am afraid that it will chill the Master of Yanbei under Jiuquan.

In the end, An Luoyan had no choice but to nod slightly, and she asked Ji Luosheng and Jiang Rong to go to Xuanmiao Nunnery to invite Yan Suyi, Brahma Monarch and others to come and mourn Yan Grief. And he held up the relics of Yan Sorrow with both hands, placed them on the lotus platform, and enshrined them in the spiritual seat of the Golden Sky Temple. There are spirit cards of the guardians of the Western Desert in the past dynasties, and it can be regarded as the destination of sorrow. Then, An Luoyan carved the spirit card of Yan Grief with his own hands and placed it on the spirit platform. An Luoyan took out three incense sticks from the side and saluted for Yan Bei. Yanbei did not leave a corpse, but directly turned into a relic, so An Luoyan could only set up a tomb for him.

Regarding the news of Yan Bei's death, An Luoyan and others did not make a public announcement, because the current Chinese tigers and wolves are fed, and Yan Bei, as the guardian of the Western Desert, God knows what kind of impact and what kind of waves will be caused if the news of Yan Bei's death spreads. Therefore, for the safety of the people in the Western Desert, everyone simply mourned Yan Bei, and put the robe he wore before his death into the coffin, preparing to bury Yan Bei three days later. During these three days, the Zhongzhou Yi family, the oracle Bu family, the Kunlun Demon King, Nangong Yu and others also came to the Jinkong Temple to mourn. Although the matter of Yanbei sat down suddenly, it was still not hidden from them. These people have all been helped by Yan Grief, and now that such a virtuous and wise man has passed away, everyone is naturally very reluctant in their hearts. And when everyone thought that the news of Yan Bei's death had not attracted the attention of the Great Monarch and others, they did not realize that the news had already spread far and wide, and the storm was about to hit.

The Heavenly Punishment Monarch, who was angrily reprimanded by the Great Monarch, had long been full of deep hatred for the Brahma Monarch and others, and although Yan Bei had passed away, he still did not want Yan Bei to be buried smoothly. Therefore, the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and the others used the runes refined by the Space Monarch to travel through the territory of thousands of miles and returned to the Xuanmiao Nunnery two days later.

When the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and others returned to Xuanmiaoan, they did not attack Xuanmiaoan again with great fanfare. Instead, after secretly inquiring, he quietly followed the disciples of Xuanmiaoan to find the Golden Sky Temple. The Heavenly Punishment Monarch knew that the Great Sovereign's main target was the chance of the Golden Sky Divine Temple. Although Xuan Miaoan is one of the four gates of the righteous path, they have nothing to worry about. It's just that Shangguan Hongzhi's father and son of Tianxuanmen are bound to Duanmu Yuhan, so the great monarch asked them to start with Xuanmiao'an, and the purpose of doing so is also to lead to grief, and finally destroy the Jinkong Temple and dispel the power of faith.

At this time, there was still one day left before the burial time of Yan Bei. This day was enough for the Heavenly Punishment Monarch to make a lot of preparations. The Heavenly Punishment Monarch knew very well in his heart that although this time it was the Brahma Monarch and others who buried Yan Bei, in fact, to put it bluntly, it was just to erect a clothed mound for Yan Bei. It's just an obsession in their hearts, thinking that doing so will give them some comfort in their hearts. At the same time, it will also give others a place to worship and mourn. The Heavenly Punishment Monarch stood in the far sky, gathered all the qi engines, and secretly observed the actions of the cultivators in Huaxia, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and a plan gradually took shape in his heart.

Although the Heavenly Punishment Monarch knew that the purpose of the Clothed Tomb was just a psychological comfort for the Huaxia cultivators, he also didn't want this funeral to be held smoothly. Before the Heavenly Punishment Monarch returned to the Western Desert this time, he had made sufficient preparations. Now that the Brahma Monarch has rebelled, and the cultivation of the Heavenly Punishment Monarch is not as good as that of the Brahma Monarch, if you want to kill the Brahma Monarch and other Chinese cultivators, you must not be able to deal with them by ordinary means. So, after nightfall, the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and others completely incarnated into Shura in the cold night, they collected the blood of ten thousand beasts, mutilated innocent people, and began to refine killing weapons.

And on the second night of Yan Grief's death, a cultivator dressed in a black robe and exuding a thick bloody aura also came to the vicinity of the Golden Sky Temple. He carried a huge scythe behind his back, like a talisman for harvesting life, which was prohibitive. And this person is the mysterious Heavenly Demon who had helped Ling Yu before. Regarding the identity of the Heavenly Demon, Ling Yu has always been very confused. He always felt as if he had seen this strong man of his age somewhere, but he could never remember where he had seen it. In the end, Ling Yu was very sure that he definitely didn't know the Heavenly Demon. Therefore, that kind of déjà vu made Ling Yu extremely dazed. But looking at the attitude of the Heavenly Demon, he obviously knew Ling Yu, and moreover, he had mentioned his master to Ling Yu. Therefore, in Ling Yu's opinion, perhaps the master of the Heavenly Demon had crossed paths with him. So, who was his master who could cultivate such a powerful Heavenly Demon?

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the night before Yan Bei's burial. At the beginning of the lanterns, several figures seemed to be ghosts hidden in the night, quietly approaching the Golden Sky Temple. In their hands, they carried bright blades and a huge bag, and they didn't know what they contained.

These people are none other than the Xinghai forces headed by the Heavenly Punishment Sovereign. They slaughtered more than 30 villages and killed no less than 20,000 lives in one day, just to be able to restrain the relics of compassion and suppress the Buddha nature of the Brahma monarch into a demonic nature. If this move is successful, it will definitely annihilate the Brahma monarch and others in one fell swoop.

It wasn't until these people gradually disappeared in the Cangshan Mountain outside the Golden Sky Temple, behind an ancient tree, that the Heavenly Demon gradually appeared in shape. He hid behind the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and the others, hiding all his qi. The Heavenly Demon looked coldly at the Heavenly Punishment Monarch and the others, and snorted coldly in his heart: "Tonight, I will achieve the Heavenly Demon Dao Fruit!"