The long-bearded Taoist raised his head, his face full of blood, and he looked like a evil ghost in the blood pool. His face showed ecstasy. The sword hit the opponent's vital point, and he must be unable to escape death. When he was in a state of joy, he suddenly noticed a shock behind his back. Then he seemed to have all his strength sucked away by something, and he was weak all over. He turned his head with difficulty and found in surprise that his back had been shattered by a huge silver fist under a silver light. Then the silver armored heavenly soldiers behind the fist flashed a few times, turned into runes and were taken back by the talisman.

The long-bearded Taoist slid softly to the ground.

"Master!" Ling Duanshang shouted, his expression suddenly changed, and he struggled with his frozen body and moved towards the Supreme Master.

"Peng!" With a muffled sound, the Supreme Master fell to the ground weakly. The blood blade inserted in his chest dissipated under the maintenance of Wu Zhenyuan. A blood arrow shot out immediately, and the sword actually penetrated the heart vein!

Seeing this scene, Ling Duanshang seemed to have climbed into the sky from a tall building, his whole heart sinking into the boundless darkness, and every mouthful of air in his chest was so strong and so cool.

He didn't care about anything, but he accumulated all his strength and finally held Taishangzi's head as he was about to fall to the ground. This help almost caused him to fall.

He trembled all over, holding the master's hand, and the cold body temperature was actually colder than his hands! He was hurriedly getting up, pressing one hand against the wound of the Supreme Master, trying to block the blood hole that was still bleeding. However, the gushing blood slid ruthlessly from the gap between his palms.

Looking at the unstoppable bright red, Ling Duanshang felt that his heart was bleeding. Something seemed to be surging in his heart. The angrily buried deep in his heart, like anger, was growing wildly, spreading, and even annihilated him.

"Shang'er..." At this moment, Taishangzi's weak voice came.

Ling Duanshang was shocked and looked at the master in his arms.

There was no fear or sorrow in his eyes, but a kind look, staring at his only disciple in his life, and a smile was barely pulled out of the corner of his mouth and gasped: "Shang'er, it's useless. My master's life span was cut off when he cast the talisman for the second time before..."

Ling Duanshang was even more stunned when he heard this. The grief in his heart suddenly turned into thousands of threads and spread to every inch of his body. It turned out that Master had decided to give up his life to protect himself at that time!

Looking at the old man who was so angry that he was in his arms, Ling Duanshang clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were squirmingly, as if he had poured all the weight and all the pain on his body. If the water of life in his body could be used at this moment, Ling Duanshang would take out the only four drops without hesitation to exchange for a glimmer of hope for life.

The Supreme Master, who knew Ling Duanshang's silence, knew that this silence was a volcano, burying the rolling hot lava deep at the bottom, suppressing the sadness and anger in his heart with difficulty, but making them torture and whipping themselves like whips.

The Supreme Master smiled and shook his head, saying, "Shang'er, I don't have much time anymore, I still want to say something to you."

"Master, no matter what you say, Shang'er will remember it, but... but don't give up Shang'er..." Ling Duanshang nodded suddenly, his voice was dry and dry, and he finally choked up at the end of his words.

"Silly kid, how can I bear to leave you? You have not been able to become a teacher yet. I am really worried about being a teacher... It's a pity that there is no banquet that will last, but I didn't expect that this day would be so hurry... The teacher is not ready yet..."

He coughed suddenly, and the bright red gushed, and it seemed so dazzling at this moment.

The Supreme Master continued to say, but a little guilty emerged on his face: "Shang'er, in fact, my master has always deceived you... I am not a master of enlightenment... I am just an abandoned disciple of Erqingguan... I came to Zhaojing just to join an official family and eat and drink, and be free from the world... I am just a temporary stopgap plan to accept you as a disciple. The things I teach you are just a side technique of cultivating immortals... Even the fragmented martial arts can't be cultivated into true essence..."

Ling Duanshang recalled the scene when he first met the Supreme Master and the words and deeds of the master in front of him in the past two years. Everything that happened in the land of "fooding the tiger with his body" seemed to be yesterday. He was a human being for two lifetimes, and he had a clear mind in this life. How could he not realize that the Supreme Master could not teach the other way? The method of cultivating immortals has been reluctant to teach it.

But Ling Duanshang did not point it out. He was an orphan in his previous life and was born without father or mother. Looking back on every bit of the past two years, although the person in front of him was just a liar, and this liar later treated him like a biological grandson, he felt even more deeply.

Both of them have a delicate heart, so there is no need to say anything about many things and so many things.

“Master——”

Thinking of this, Ling Duanshang is already in a state of love.

The Supreme Master tried hard to control his emotions and sighed: "I know you didn't blame me, but I feel ashamed of you. I feel ashamed of you. Mr. Ling Zhong and Mrs. Ling... There is nothing else for me. This talisman..." The Supreme Master raised his hand with difficulty and slowly made a move into the air. The golden talisman floated down and fell gently in his hand. The silver light shone slightly. It seemed that the talisman also noticed the weakness of the master and could not bear to press his own weight on this weak body.

The Supreme Master gently stroked the golden talisman, his eyes as if he was looking at his old friend who had been with him for many years. Then he trembledly placed the talisman in Ling Duanshang's hand, and then patted it hard and said, "Shang'er, this talisman was passed down by your master. It has been with you for almost a hundred years. You can use it several times now. You have to hold it away. If you are destined to cultivate true energy, he will help you in the crisis!

He took out five rounds of armor from his arms and handed them to Ling Duanshang, and his expression was already a little more urgent.

"There is another thing, remember not to tell others, otherwise it will cause disasters of killing! The master hid something at the bottom of the pond. This thing is the second half of the talisman fragment you have studied. When you truly practice immortality, you can find it..."

Ling Duanshang nodded heavily, put the talisman and the Five-wheeled Armor Talisman in his arms, and put it together with the treasure bag that Ling Tiancheng gave him. He felt that the Supreme Master's breath became weaker and weaker, just like the cold wind whirling across the mountain, trying to reach out to keep it, but no matter what, he could not keep its hasty passing.

The Supreme Master's eyes were already turbid, and his voice was so light that it was almost impossible to hear. Ling Duanshang wrote a word of words, firmly imprinting the last teachings of Master in his heart. The road ahead was long, and there was no longer the support of Master's warm hands, nor the cunning but kind eyes were encouraged.

The Supreme Master lay in Ling Duanshang's arms, nodded, and said softly: "Shang'er, 'The people who cultivate immortals are just the ones who are in charge of the inner demons. They forget their true self for a while. They just need guidance and will be awake and uphold the Taoist heart!' This sentence was said to me by your master. You may laugh at the master for being pedantic and upright. But what your master said is not wrong! Therefore, I hope you don't avenge me and let that person go, I'm afraid he will never stand up again in this life. I don't expect you to let the other two go, but... Cultivating immortals is good, but the bad ones are just the human heart... You are born with too much evil spirit, and once you kill, you will fall deeper and deeper. I just hope you don't fall into the killing disaster because of hatred!"

Ling Duanshang's heart was stabbed by something, and it hurt so much. Why did the master not want to avenge him if he was killed by these immortal cultivators? Don't he hate these people for depriving him of everything?

At this moment, Ling Duanshang was confused. He didn't know whether he agreed or not. The fire of hatred in his heart could not be extinguished. He would never let go of the culprit in front of him like this. He wanted to peel it and draw blood and tear it into pieces!

"Shang'er!" The Supreme Master's eyes suddenly lit up, and a bloody color surged on his face, as if he was looking back, but there was a strong hope in his eyes.

"Master..." Ling Duanshang couldn't bear to look at his eyes. The persistence in the eyes of the Supreme Master made him think of what Ling Tiancheng said when he was worshiping his ancestors in his ancestral house.

"People are seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. I also want children and grandchildren to have a happy family... But if the country is not a country, how can there be a family? If you ignore the country for the sake of your family, how many families will be destroyed and destroyed in the vast territory of the country?... Don't say it's me, Shang'er, even if you change your father, your second uncle, and your uncle... Their choice will be like me, even if you already know the result today!"

At this moment, the faces of both of them seemed to overlap, both of them were the same old, the same vicissitudes, and the same mind that they were puzzled by themselves...

"Master, I promise you..." Ling Duanshang smiled sadly, looked at the eyes of the Supreme Master, and slowly tapped the head supported by the pillar of heaven, and two lines of tears slowly slid down...

The Supreme Master had a gratified smile on his lips, took a deep breath, and used his last strength to wipe away the tears from Ling Duanshang's face with his sleeve, just like wiping away the mud on his face on Xuyuan Mountain back then...

"Shang'er, your grandfather has another word for me to bring to you...'Grandpa has never praised you, but in my heart you have always been my most proud and good grandson!'" After saying that, the Supreme Master paused slightly, "I want to tell you that no matter whether you agree or not, you are the most proud and good disciple of my teacher..."

At this moment, the wind and snow seemed to be still. The Supreme Master's hand solidified on Ling Duanshang's cheeks, and then slowly slid down. The corner of his mouth still had that gratifying smile, but the eyes that seemed to see through life had closed and would never be opened again...

Ling Duanshang hugged the Supreme Master in this way, his lips moved, and he couldn't speak for a long time. Finally, he looked up at the sky and said sadly: "Master--" When he finished speaking, tears were pouring down, sprinkling with frost.

Ling Duanshang was already mature in his two lives and had never cried for decades. He was even more stubborn and extreme in this life. Even if he encountered despair, he had never cried in pain.

Now that the Supreme Master has left, the two elders Ling Tiancheng and Qu Feiyan have been sacrificing themselves, and he has been deeply suppressed. He finally couldn't suppress himself anymore. The tears accumulated over the years have completely erupted like a child, allowing the tears to surging and bursting the dam!

How painful it was! So crazy and wantonly tearing the heart and body, making it ruined over and over again.

"Shuh!" A cracked crisp sound came from Ling Duanshang's body. How could he know at this time? Under this extremely sad and angry, the cold green jade bead was finally overwhelmed and cracked a gap, and a trace of evil energy overflowed from the crack.

One after another, roar burst out from Ling Duanshang's throat like the roar of a wounded beast. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the long-bearded Taoist who had been limp on the ground and unconscious. In an instant, the anger in his heart mixed with evil aura rushed out like the sky and the earth cracked, sweeping every inch of his body.

This is a heart-wrenching hatred! Why is it so short of life like the old man? The person who killed them is still free and easy now, and he is a famous family of Donglu!

"Kill him! Kill him..." Ling Duanshang's heart was roaring. Even the cold cold that penetrated the bone marrow of the Han Qingyuzhu could not be exchanged for rationality. Looking at the long-bearded Taoist who was vaguely flesh and blood behind him, he wished he could eat his bones, his flesh, and his blood!

Ling Duanshang slowly stood up, picked up a piece of a huge stone magic weapon beside him, and walked towards the long-bearded Taoist.

"Shang'er, the people who cultivate immortals are just used by the demons in their hearts. They forget their true self for a while. They just need guidance and will wake up and uphold the Taoist heart..." In a daze, it seemed as if the old man or the master or grandma were looking at herself with the familiar gaze, calling gently in her ears.

Ling Duanshang paused under his feet, a trace of brilliance rose in his eyes. He slowly turned his head and looked at the peaceful and sleepy Taishangzi. The tears in his eyes flowed down again, splashing down into the loess and quickly disappeared. He let the wind dry and the soil be buried, but he still could not exude all his grief and anger...
Chapter completed!