Sadness, hatred, and reluctance are intertwined, which makes Liu Chen's mood unable to calm down for a long time.

Life has no roots in the world, drifting like dust on the road. Life is drifting in the wind, this body has experienced hardships, and it is no longer what it used to be.

"We sincerely know that everyone in the world has the hatred of death, but the words of persuasion can only make it more sad. Senior brother, let the little junior brother stay by himself for a while!" Fa Qing stopped Fa Yan, who wanted to persuade Liu Chen, shook his head, and said regretfully.

Fa Yan hesitated for a moment, but still took a step forward, put his hand lightly on Liu Chen's shoulder, and said, "Little junior brother, those beautiful things and times can only be left in memories. Don't let go of the hard work of the master and his old man, pay!"

Liu Chen's eyes were blank, his eyes were dull, his expression was dull, and his expression was stiff and numb. Raising his head mechanically, he looked at Fa Yan, there was a lot of pain in his heart, but he couldn't speak, and his throat was stuck with a lead ball, and he was heavy and depressed.

He smiled mechanically and said, "Senior brother, I'm fine!

Fa Qing and Fa Yan glanced at each other, sighed, shook their heads helplessly, and turned to leave.

After the two left, Liu Chen wept again, curled up outside the meditation room, sobbing softly.

"Master, Xiao Wuchen is sorry for you! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been plotted. After crying, he got up with difficulty and knelt outside the meditation room.

It was cold and cold, but there was no trace of wetness, and my lips felt extremely dry. The cold wind was blowing, the cold wind was freezing the bones, and the cold soaked in the bone marrow seemed to drain all the warmth of the body, leaving only the scattered cold stuffed between the chest and lungs like dry wool. I didn't leave all night, and I couldn't kneel for a long time.

Tears continue to flow, tears continue to emerge in the fountain of good memories of the past, when the last tear is gone, the picture with the ripples in that circle abruptly stopped, revealing a desolation, that is his back, charming and resolute, never to return!

"I am powerful, but I do not know where to go; I have wisdom, but I don't know that I have nowhere to use it, so I can take revenge; I have endless loves, but I don't know where you are. Maybe it was the sky that played a dumb riddle on me, so that the future I was looking forward to suddenly became uncertain. ”

If Liu Chen walks to death, he doesn't feel a trace of anger, but only feels a heavy and melancholy breath, which will not disperse for a long time.

"Master, tell me, what should I do?

Looking up to the sky and roaring, mentioning the word "revenge", Liu Chen's godless eyes flashed a glimmer of light for the first time, like a stone into the sea, ripples.

Compassion, people are as their name suggests. For the common people, compassion is a holy monk, a living bodhisattva, who saves suffering, does not ask for anything in return, and responds to requests! However, for Liu Chen, Ci Nian is just an elder who loves him well, and is willing to suffer all the hardships of the world for himself, and is also a master and a father, just like his own life.

Just ask, who in the world can be respected by the people of the world and are willing to fight all the time!

"Master, you once said wildly about the world! I wish to be a disciple, eternal reincarnation, and eternal demonization. Rather teach me to bear the world, and stop teaching the world to bear my disciples!" Liu Chen was grief-stricken in his heart, thinking of the past, but it was like a cloud of smoke.

"But you never thought that the disciples would be like you. For you to destroy all the wicked people in the world, if you don't avenge this revenge, I will never die. Liu Chen knelt outside the meditation room and kowtowed three times.

The quaint and vicissitudes of Akiba Temple, simple and ruined, still reveal an elegant atmosphere.

After half a ring, the decaying red lacquered wooden door slowly pushed open, making a creaking sound, and it was known that it was caused by the decay of the wooden door. The voice was low, as if deliberately hidden from being heard. Inside the door, Liu Chen walked out, carrying a burden behind him. He tiptoed again and slowly closed the door.

Outside the courtyard, there is a quiet path. Surrounded by green pine trees on all sides, cicadas chirp continuously, the moonlight is like frost, bright and bright, sprinkled with mountains and forests.

Halfway through the line, looking back at the familiar and distant ancient temple in the distance, my heart is not a taste.

"Don't come for the red dust, don't go into the red dust. Now it has entered the red dust, but it is a grudge marriage. Master, if the apprentice is gone, he will give up his life, and he will definitely kill the murderer and avenge you!" wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, bowed deeply, and turned to leave.

Vaguely, a long time has passed. Liu Chen came to the foot of the mountain and looked back at the ancient temple. Two figures appeared in front of him, Liu Chen paused, unwilling to retreat, and came to the two of them.

"Are you going to say goodbye like this?" someone spoke, and the two turned around together and looked at Liu Chen. The moonlight sprinkled down, reflecting the faces of the two, and they could see clearly, the tattered monk's robes, and his hands were closed!

"Senior brother, you?" Liu Chen had all kinds of doubts in his heart, and he saluted and said.

"Senior brother, we have been waiting here for a long time!" Fa Qing's face was solemn, and he solved Liu Chen's doubts.

"This is the master, his old man's deathbed confession!" Fa Yan on the side stepped forward and handed Liu Chen three tips and the most precious relics.

"Little junior brother, this is left to you by the master. Before the master left, he used his last strength to exert his complete supernatural power to check the destiny of heaven for you. These three tricks and tricks can only be used when there is something invincible and outwitted. Remember, don't open it until it's in a moment of crisis. Liu Chen took the bag, Fa Yan was a little hesitant, holding the bead relics in his hands, unwilling to give it up.

"Senior brother" Fa Qing couldn't bear to pat Fa Yan on the shoulder and called.

Fa Yan gritted his teeth, extremely reluctant. But also helpless, the old monk's explanation, dare not disobey, dare not slack.

"Senior brother, this is the relics of the master, you must protect it. It is a top priority not to allow them to be harmed in the slightest. Fa Yan handed the relics into Liu Chen's hands and explained solemnly.

Liu Chen's mood fluctuated greatly, and he took the relics with tears. The relics that have been worn, hugged tightly in his arms, unwilling to let go, extremely sad!

"Senior brother, don't worry! Even if you kill me, you don't want the master and his old man to be hurt in the slightest. ”

"Amitabha!" Fa Qing Heshi, bowed, and bowed respectfully.

"Senior brother, I'm going! Don't leave it here!" Faded off a monk's robe, dressed gorgeously, and hung relics around his neck, respectfully worshiped the direction of the ancient temple, and then bowed respectfully to Faqing and Fayan.

Don't hesitate and go. Only a slender figure remained, which gradually disappeared.

Fa Yan looked at Fa Qing, hesitated slightly, and asked, "Senior brother, do we want to go out of the temple to practice?"

Fa Qing fell into deep thought, turned to look at the bright moon in the sky, and said lightly, Yun: "The temple rules cannot be violated, and the teacher's life cannot be reversed!

There are supreme immortals in the sky, and immortals on the earth. Dust returns to dust, and monks are also compassionate!