Not many people know the news that Xie Cang is about to end.

Because as early as five years ago, he had already passed on the position of the master to Lin Qinghe, and he no longer managed the daily affairs of the Pure Yang Temple, and faded out of the field of vision of the disciples.

With the exception of some important festivals, he hardly appears in front of people.

For the disciples of the Pure Yang Guan who have entered the Pure Yang Sect in recent years, the old Guan Master Xie Cang is already a legendary figure, and it is rare to see him.

When Du Heng came to the Purple Qi Palace, he found that only himself, Zhang Xubai, Yang Xuyue, and Wang Xuyang were the disciples of the Xuzi generation, and the disciples of the Qingzi generation who were newly recruited after the restrictions were lifted did not come.

Lin Qinghe, Zhou Qingxiao, Han Qingshui, Wei Qingshan, and Ye Qingping were all around Xie Cang, with a look of worry and sadness.

Xie Cang was sitting cross-legged on a futon at this time, the skin on his face was very loose, with many age spots, his eyes were blank, and his body looked extremely thin.

The old Taoist who used to have a childish face and a fairy wind bone still came to the end of his life after all, even if he broke through to the realm of the Divine Gate, he couldn't extend his life too much.

Du Heng slowly came to Xie Cang's face, looking at this old viewer with a pale face and a weak breath, he couldn't help but recall in his mind the situation when he first started.

At that time, although Xie Cang was over 90 years old, he was still in good spirits and had a lot of emotions, and he would often pat him on the shoulder and praise him as a good boy, saying that it was the luck of the entire Pure Yang Concept that he could worship the Pure Yang Temple.

But that was more than 30 years ago.

Now, it seems that the old watchman has difficulty even speaking.

"Why is this happening, with the power strength of the Divine Gate realm, can't even live to be one hundred and fifty years old?"

With Du Heng's cultivation realm at this time, he could clearly see that the vitality in Xie Cang's body was passing rapidly.

In less than three days, he will be at the end of his life.

Moreover, this is still the body that has already taken the life-prolonging elixir and has been repaired by Du Heng with mana, and now this state is already the limit, and it can no longer be recovered.

The deadline is approaching.

"Is there really no problem with the lifespan of the martial artists of this heaven and earth?" A wave of doubt appeared in Du Heng's heart, and he said secretly, "Or is it that immortality is an extremely difficult thing, and the realm of the Divine Gate can only live for one hundred and twenty or thirty years?" ”

"Xujing, you're here." At this time, Xie Cang, who had been slightly closed, suddenly spoke, and he sensed that Du Heng was coming.

"Well, I'm here, Master." Du Heng hurriedly sat down and gently held Xie Cang's withered hands.

"It's quiet." Xie Cang's face showed a gentle smile, and at the same time raised his head to look at Du Heng, his muddy and dead eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile, "Good boy, good boy, I am relieved to have you in the Pure Yang Concept." ”

Then, he looked at Lin Qinghe, Zhou Qingxiao and the others, and said with a smile: "In the future, for the development of the Pure Yang Concept, your generation will have to work harder and harder, and the time for the teacher is running out." ”

"Master!" Lin Qinghe was grief-stricken.

"Master......" Zhou Qingxiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath to hide his sadness.

"Master." Han Qingshui was already in tears, and his eyes were red.

Wei Qingshan and Ye Qingping lowered their heads and were silent, but they both clenched their fists, their bodies trembled slightly, and their hearts were also extremely sad.

Zhang Xubai, Yang Xuyue, and Wang Xuyang couldn't help choking, and their hearts were also very sad.

A strong person in the Divine Gate Realm like Shizu can't escape the limit of Shouyuan.

No matter how amazing and brilliant you are when you are alive, how talented you are, how powerful you are, and how much you have achieved......

There will be death.

"What are you shouting, as if I'm dead." Xie Cang scolded with a smile, and several people around him suddenly fell silent, and then he himself was silent, and sighed lightly, "Yes, it is difficult for eternity, and the only one who dies is also." By the way, I'll be feathered at the top of the golden glow in three days. ”

Very suddenly, Xie Cang announced his death.

With his cultivation in the Divine Sect Realm, he could naturally clearly determine what day his death date was.

It's just that no one asked about this before, but I didn't expect him to suddenly say it himself.

For a while, there was a dead silence in the Purple Qi Palace, filled with a sad atmosphere.

"You guys." Xie Cang shook his head and smiled, "This shouting makes me feel as if I'm arranging the aftermath for myself, let's go, and you don't have to guard me here."

"Come back in three days."

……

After leaving the Purple Qi Palace, Du Heng returned to Shenhe Peak with Lin Qinghe.

Neither master nor apprentice spoke along the way.

Xie Cang's state made them feel a little depressed.

In the past few decades, Xie Cang has always been the pillar of Pure Yang Concept, especially when Tian Xing was still there, it was his old man who supported Pure Yang Concept.

Although the strength of the Pure Yang Temple has become stronger now, and the scale is also larger, even stronger than when it was most prosperous in history before, the status of this old Guan Master in the hearts of the core disciples has always been undiminished.

Even Du Heng has great respect for him.

But now, this Optimus Pillar of Pure Yang is about to fall.

There are only three days left.

After coming to Shenhe Peak, Lin Qinghe looked at this familiar mountain peak and courtyard, and suddenly said: "It's a little colder, it's quiet, don't you accept some disciples?" ”

Since Lin Qinghe got the position of the lord of the view, he moved to live in Jinxiading, and now Du Heng is the master of Shenhe Peak.

"Well, it's time to collect some." Du Heng bowed his head lightly and sighed, "When the matter of the master is over, I will recruit some disciples, and I can't let the first line of Shenhe Peak become a single seedling." ”

"Yes, people will eventually die, and if you want to leave traces in this world, you still have to have a legacy." Lin Qinghe sighed, shook his head lightly, and said, "Be sentimental." ”

"Master, is there really no way to live forever in this world?" Du Heng asked.

"Martial Arts is the most effective method of immortality known, it is said that Martial Ancestor lived to three hundred years of longevity, as for the longer ......," Lin Qinghe shook his head and said, "Maybe those legendary gods and demons can do it, we don't have it here." ”

"I think it's not that I don't have it, but that I'm limited by some kind of power." Du Heng said in a deep voice, "Maybe the Divine Gate Realm could originally live for thousands of years, but it was limited to one hundred and twenty or thirty years by some unknown force. ”

"This conjecture has been proposed." Lin Qinghe muttered slightly, "Patriarch Yujiang said before he disappeared that the lifespan of this heaven and earth is limited, and he cannot live forever.

"Legend has it that the 'Heavenly Sword' who appeared in the previous dynasty also said something similar, and in the end, she left a peerless sword mark and drifted away, without a trace."

"In this case...... Du Heng's heart flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he guessed, "Master, is it possible that as long as we are separated from this world where we are, our lifespan can return to a normal state?" ”

"It's a possibility." Lin Qinghe nodded, then shook his head again, "But how to leave this world, we don't know." ”

"We don't know, the extraterritorial evil gods always know." Du Heng's eyes were scorching, and he said in a deep voice, "The predecessor of the water god told me that she had captured some extraterritorial evil gods' divine souls and obtained some extraterritorial information from them, but they were all fragmented information and incomplete.

"If a complete extraterritorial evil god can descend, we will capture it again, so that we should be able to learn more extraterritorial information, and maybe we can find a way to leave this world."

"You mean, wait for the Lord of the Central Thick Earth to come down and capture him and torture him?" Lin Qinghe was stunned when he heard this, he had always thought that the strategic goal of Du Heng and the Water God and others was to repel the evil gods outside the territory, as long as they sent them back to the outside of the territory.

I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated and outrageous.

You want to capture it?!

"That's right." Du Heng nodded and said solemnly, "In seventeen years, the Lord of the Central Thick Earth will come." At that time, we plan to imprison the gods! ”

This is to attach importance to the enemy tactically and despise the enemy strategically!

……

When night falls, Jinxia Mountain also becomes quiet.

In the Purple Qi Palace, Lin Qinghe was called over by Xie Cang again.

"Master, but you have something to tell your disciple?" Lin Qinghe asked very respectfully.

"There is indeed something to ask you." Xie Cang nodded, and said with a straight face, "For the teacher to die, I can rest assured that you are here in the matter of the Pure Yang Temple, but there is only one thing that is still a knot in my heart." ”

"What the master said is...... Taiyin Sect? Lin Qinghe knows his master very well, in a word.

"That's right." Xie Cang nodded and said, "Pure Yang and Taiyin are originally one, and they had to do it only to avoid disaster, but the current situation should allow the Taiyin Sect to return."

"Ten years ago, Senior Brother Chu met with me once before Yuhua, and agreed to let the contemporary Taiyin Sect Master come to my funeral to mourn, and then lead the entire Taiyin Sect back to Pure Yang, and you, as the Pure Yang Sect Master, must also explain the cause and effect to everyone clearly."

"The disciple understands, and the master can rest assured." Lin Qinghe nodded.

"Well, you have always been steady in your work, and you are at ease as a teacher." Xie Cang praised and said with a smile, "Next, you have to strive to solve most of the problems of the Pure Yang Concept when you are the master of the Pure Yang Concept, and hand over a perfect Pure Yang Concept to Xujing, so that he can carry forward the Pure Yang Concept with the best foundation." ”

"Master rest assured, the disciple will live up to his mission!" Lin Qinghe arched his hand.

"Hmm." Xie Cang bowed his head slightly, then waved his hand and smiled, "Go ahead, stay alone for the teacher for a while." ”

Then, Lin Qinghe left the Purple Qi Palace.

It's quiet again.

Xie Cang sat alone on this futon, feeling his old and decaying body, gently closed his eyes, and scenes appeared in his mind.

This is the experience of his life in the past 100 years.

The apprehension when I walked out of the village alone for the first time when I was young, the horror when I met the bandits, the joy when I was rescued by the master, the excitement when I worshiped the Pure Yang Temple, the boredom when I practiced martial arts, the excitement when I traveled down the mountain to the rivers and lakes, and the poignant face with tears are all vivid.

After the success of martial arts, the Great Zhou Dynasty met the power of the ministers when the country, the world was in chaos, and the smoke was everywhere, the master sent him and a group of disciples down the mountain to save the world and help the people, and found that he had traveled to nineteen states, and saw the anger of mourning and starvation all over the land was still in front of him.

Later, the Pure Yang Concept suffered heavy losses in the troubled times, and the master also lived to the end of his life, and when he was ordered to be in danger, he finally barely supported the pillar of the Pure Yang Temple, but it was destroyed by the Great Zhou, the Great Zhao was established, the sect was suppressed by the imperial court, the Pure Yang Concept was targeted by Tian Xing, and the eldest disciple died on the battlefield......

"Fortunately, everything is okay now, everything is fine."

Xie Cang's cloudy eyes brightened again.

He struggled to support his body, stood up very reluctantly, and looked around at everything in the Purple Qi Palace, a satisfied smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

There was a deep reluctance in his eyes.

But no matter how reluctant you are, your life span can't be extended.

Xie Cheng returned to the futon and sat down, his eyes slightly closed, and he muttered.

"One hundred and twenty years is like a dream, and this world will eventually be goodbye."

……

The seventh year of the Great Zhou Yanguang, the ninth day of the first month.

The joy of the New Year had dissipated three days earlier, and now the entire Pure Yang Temple seemed to have fallen into silence.

On the first day, most of the disciples were still in the dark, and they didn't know why, but on the second day, many disciples knew the reason for the incident.

It's the third day, and everyone's eyes are on the direction of Jin Xiading.

Suddenly—

The bright purple-gold light rose into the sky, turning into a Qingyun that was enough to envelop the entire Jinxia Mountain above the heavenly dome, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

But this piece of Qingyun only stayed in the air for a short time and slowly dissipated.

At the same time, everyone on Jinxia Mountain felt a throbbing in their hearts, and inexplicable sadness welled up in their hearts.

The old view of the main life has been feathered.

Inside the Purple Qi Palace.

Lin Qinghe and other Qingzi disciples, Du Heng and other Xuzi disciples all surrounded Xie Cang's body.

No one spoke, no one cried, but sadness filled the entire hall.

It's a deathly silence.

Du Heng looked sad, but his attention was no longer here.

After he came here, he separated a wisp of divine consciousness and entered the Dao Palace, and when Xie Cang was about to feather, he pulled it into the Dao Palace.

This was the only way he could think of to keep his ancestor alive.

However, whether or not to do so still has to seek the opinion of the ancestor himself.

……

Inside the Michinomiya.

Xie Cang only felt that his whole person suddenly jumped out of the state of rapid decline of vitality and imminent death.

The whole person's spirit has become excellent, and his thinking has become extremely clear, as if he has returned to his youth, and the feeling of decay and aging no longer exists.

"This, what's going on?"

Xie Cang looked around in disbelief, and found that this seemed to be a Taoist temple, and there was a mysterious person sitting on the jade platform where he was going, and his whole body was shrouded in mist.

He knew that this was absolutely abnormal, he was about to die, why did he suddenly appear here?

However, Xie Cang did not act rashly, but first arched his hand to the mysterious man and asked, "I don't know what Your Excellency wants?" ”

Du Heng asked with a smile in the tone of Daozun, "Does Daoist Xie want to be the Emperor of Heaven?" ”

(End of chapter)