Liu Yu and Cao Dongli joined forces to kill back the many armor soldiers besieging Hanyuan Palace, and rushed into the hall quickly.

Monk Jingsi ran over like crazy, grabbed Liu Yu's arm, and cried: "Divine doctor, I know that you are a divine doctor, please save my master!"

"I'll take a look!" Liu Yu glanced at the old monk lying on his back.

Li Jing turned sideways, let Liu Yu pass by him, inserted the double knife back into the sheath, and quietly followed, "Is my father's injury important?"

Liu Yu didn't answer her, he was observing the collapsed forehead of Monk Puzhen, his face was solemn.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand to call for the old monk, and sighed softly, "Master, do you have anything else to explain?"

He saw that the old monk was seriously injured, and his life had come to an end, even if Lang Zhong, who was skilled in medicine, used precious medicinal materials, he was powerless to save the life of this peerless hero.

Monk Puzhen had tears in his eyes, "The Buddha's vision will not come true in the end, and he will not be blind to death!"

Liu Yu frowned, "Other than that, what other wishes does the master have?"

"Ahem...... Cough!" Monk Puzhen coughed up blood violently.

Monk Jingsi hurriedly ran over, helped Master to sit up, and used himself as a human backrest so that Master could breathe smoothly.

Monk Puzhen leaned on the apprentice's body, raised his hand with difficulty, and pointed at Li Jing, "The poor monk has only such a girl, and after the poor monk dies, I hope that Liu Shizhu can help me take care of her." ”

Liu Yu hesitated for a moment and replied, "I can guarantee that as long as I am alive, I will be responsible for Li Jing's food and clothing." This matter is very easy, please rest assured that the master. ”

"Fool, you're willing to forgive me!" Li Jing laughed happily.

"Food, clothing, and ......" Monk Puzhen shook his head slightly, as if he was unwilling, it can be seen that Liu Yu's tone is firm, and he can't say anything more, so he has to say: "Then thank you Lord Liu, your great kindness, the poor monk will repay in the next life." ”

He glanced at Liu Yu meaningfully, "When a person is about to die, his words are also good." The poor monk could see that Liu Shizhu was an ambitious person who would inevitably compete in the world in the future. The poor monk didn't know much about the new heroes on the rivers and lakes, but he knew everything about the other three of the two kings of Shuangyu. ”

"Please also ask the master to make it clear!" Liu Yu said busily, now that the two kings of Shuangyu are gathered in Chang'an, he must know himself and his opponent in order to survive a hundred battles.

Monk Puzhen continued: "Among the two kings of Shuangyu, the poor monk is pedantic and insignificant. Li Zi, the king of Kui, is ruthless and vicious, although his swordsmanship is integrated with Persian magic and a thousand illusions to reach the realm of pure green, but it is just some strange tricks and tricks, and it is not real kung fu, and he has been cracked by the poor monk, and his life is short, so there is no need to worry. As for Fu Lingyun, this person was born in a big family, smart and scheming, not only has superb poison skills, but also has unique infant training skills, but he is very arrogant and conceited, and has always looked down on the common people from low backgrounds, so his qi is limited, and it will be difficult to become atmospheric in the future. ”

He paused, "There is only one person that the poor monk is worried about, and that is Wang Daozhi. Wang Daozhi was born in poverty like a poor monk, he has a broad mind, and the wall skills he has practiced can be called the first class of fierce martial arts in the world. But his power is far more than that, I wonder if Master Liu heard the dragon roar from outside the city in front of him?"

"I heard it!" Liu Yu nodded, "Its meaning is deep and far-reaching, and it has the meaning of a hidden dragon out of the water." ”

Monk Puzhen smiled with difficulty, "Then you should also know that Wang Daozhi has already cultivated Qi ahead of the poor monk, Fu Lingyun and Li Zi. If this person can break through the wall and ascend to the dragon in the future, I am afraid that no one in the world will be able to go through three moves under him. ”

"This person is so powerful, so how does he compare to Yuan Longcheng in Shu?" Liu Yu was secretly surprised when he heard Pu Zhen respect Wang Daozhi so much.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Monk Puzhen's mouth, "No matter how high Yuan Longcheng's martial arts are, he is just a person chasing fame and fortune. Wang Daozhi is different from this person, he has great ambitions, and he will definitely become a great sage once in 500 years. If Lord Liu is an enemy of this person in the future, he must be cautious!"

Liu Yu's face remained unchanged, "Thank you for the master's teachings, the younger generation already has an idea in his heart." ”

Monk Puzhen smiled slightly, seeing that Liu Yu was grateful for his guidance, and he might look down on Li Jing because of this in the future.

The old monk who was dying was still trying his best to win a chip for his daughter after his death.

He nodded slightly, "That's fine, then I can go with confidence." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Jing, "Jing'er, you have to do it yourself in the future!"

"Amitabha!" the old monk chanted softly and was silent.

Li Jing was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and thought: "I'm standing here so well, why does my father want to warn me to do it myself, isn't this scolding?"

Monk Jingsi pressed against Master's back, noticed that there was something wrong with Master, and hurriedly turned around to probe Master's snort, his face quickly turned pale, and he cried, "Master is dead!

Cao Dongli rushed forward, put a palm on the old monk's back, and poured true qi into his body, "Puzhen, you can't die yet, I want you to apologize to Ah Zhen." You killed her mother, but you never dared to admit it, are you a coward?"

Monk Puzhen's face was like still water, and he didn't come back to life after all, and a generation of martial arts masters fell.

Monk Jingsi rushed to the side, picked up the copper hammer on the ground and was about to hit his head, "Master, the apprentice is with you!"

Liu Yu stretched out his hand and snatched the copper hammer in the hand of the monk Jingsi, and the strong true qi revealed from the sleeves of the robe knocked the monk to the ground, "People cannot be resurrected after death, Master Jingsi should not be impulsive!"

When he saw the death of the monk Puzhen, he was saddened. Although this person is not in the same path as him, he once taught him martial arts and introduced him to the right path of martial arts, and he can be regarded as one of his masters.

When he was young, Yu Feilong had made big mistakes and had flaws in his character, but he was able to practice Buddhism for the rest of his life, and he could be called a true hero who did what he said.

Liu Yu's face was solemn, he sat firmly on the body of Monk Puzhen, got up and took three steps back, kowtowed respectfully to him nine times, and said: "From now on, there will be no master in the world, and there will be no more earthly world in the master's heart, please rest in peace!"

He stood up and walked out of the hall with the body of Monk Puzhen in his arms, and Cao Dongli pulled Monk Jingsi to follow closely behind.

Li Jing only came to her senses at this time, and cried: "Daddy......!"

......

Dali Temple, in the center of the courtyard, Liu Yu led the officials of Dali Temple to hold a funeral ceremony for the monk Puzhen. Li Jing cried so much that she fainted, perhaps only until this moment did she realize how sad it was to lose her father.

Monk Jingsi didn't cry much anymore, and he stood quietly aside during the whole funeral process, as if he was thinking in his heart.

In the night wind, on the high fire, the body of the old monk burned, and a generation of heroic jade flying dragons turned into dust in the blazing flames, and disappeared with the Buddhism he believed in in the second half of his life on the sinister rivers and lakes of this heart.

The fire burned for about two hours, and in the end, it was the monk Jingsi who stepped forward to collect the ashes for the master, and I heard that he also picked out two relics.

Monk Jingsi took out these two slightly brown transparent beads and said that the master had ascended to heaven and become a Buddha, and said it again and again, so that everyone was disgusted when they heard it, and they were afraid to avoid it when they saw him.

On the seventh day, Liu Yu led the crowd to send the ashes of Monk Puzhen to the Temple of Mercy and Grace. He changed his previous style of hating Buddhism, and built a new pagoda there to store the ashes of the monk Puzhen, and found several monks to do things for him.

In his heart, this current hero deserves an extra exception.

After the event, the monk Jingsi came to bid farewell to Liu Yu.

"Song Qiyun, it's better to stay by my side and do things. Liu Yu persuaded.

He valued the loyalty of this simple monk and wanted to include him in the sword sect.

Monk Jingsi shook his head, put his hands together and bowed, "Lord Liu, the poor monk is no longer the Song Qiyun of the past. I bullied your family back then, and I can't help it. The poor monk hereby apologizes to you!"

"Since you don't want to stay, where do you want to go?" Liu Yu was a little curious, waiting for the monk to say something like traveling around the world to broadcast the Dharma.

"The poor monk is a Shatuo person, and he should go to the place of the Shatuo people. I heard that Li Keyong and Li Cunmiao, father and son of my clan, have been very popular recently, and I want to go to them. Monk Jingsi replied seriously.

Liu Yu was stunned and laughed, "After all, you can't suppress your mortal heart and don't want to believe in Buddhism." ”

"Amitabha!" "Amitabha!" said that the eyes of the monk Jingsi were vaguely full of tears, "Master is the Buddha in my heart, and when his old man is gone, the Buddha in my heart is gone." ”

"Your master has become a Buddha, and he is in heaven, you said it yourself. Liu Yu pointed to the way of heaven.

"Master is gone, I lied to you, and I am also lying to myself, but I can't deceive after all. Monk Jingsi shook his head with tears in his eyes.

"In that case, I won't keep you anymore!" Liu Yu sighed heavily and got up to salute.

"Lord Liu, take care!" Monk Puzhen returned the salute.

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Author's note: An Jingsi, also known as Li Cunxiao, was a member of the Jin Dynasty King Li Keyong's command, and ranked thirteenth among Li Keyong's many righteous children, so he was called the "Thirteen Taibao". The history books record that this person was a monk in his early years, "brave and crowned, often riding as a pioneer, never defeated; from Li Keyong to save Chen and Xu, to chase Huang Kou, and to be killed in Shangyuan, every battle is invincible."

In March of the first year of Qianning, Li Cunxiao was torn apart in Taiyuan by Li Ke because of rebellion.