"Jiang Yueli, Li Guanxun, Zeng grieved, Chu Changyao, I thought of each of them, but I didn't think of you. Why?"

"Old sect master, your inner demon has awakened, and your subordinates have no choice but to do so."

"Inner demon, how did your inner demon ever die?"

"But no one can control your inner demons, old master."

"What an unfounded charge. I didn't expect that I would die because of these three words."

"Old sect leader, are you tired too? Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to win with just a few of our subordinates."

"Win?" Wang Zhen's eyes were sarcastic, and his eyes swept over the corpses of Jiang Yueli, Li Guanxun and others on the ground: "Did you win? Did you win?"

"My subordinates won, but you, the old sect master, did not lose either." Xu Xiaotian looked at the Tai'a sword thrust out of Wang Zhen's chest: "I didn't expect that the old sect master's final plan coincided with that of my subordinates."

"After all, we are looking for a home for the rootless people in the world. Why should our family regret this tattered body?" Wang Zhen smiled, looked up at the bright white moon above his head, and suddenly sighed quietly: "Buddhism comes out.

I got an innate Bodhidharma and got a thousand years of luck. Taoism gave me an innate Zhang Sanfeng. It can be seen that there will be another thousand years of prosperity. Our Tianmen was passed down from the pre-Qin Dynasty and is still a royal slave to this day.

Our family has been cultivating for a lifetime, going through many difficulties and dangers, and almost dying, but in the end it is still difficult to achieve success. Maybe you are right, he is the future of my Tianmen."

"Old Master..."

"However, this life of mine can only help him get out of Lanke Temple at most. If he wants to achieve innateness, he needs two things." Wang Zhen raised his hand and pointed at Xu Xiaotian: "The first is your life, and the second is your life."

, it is his body."

As he spoke, Wang Zhen suddenly grabbed the tip of the Tai'a Sword. In the blink of an eye, strands of silver-white silk thread spread out from between his fingers and wrapped the tip of the Tai'a Sword. Then there was only a "ding" sound.

There was a crisp sound, and Wei Dao Tai'a broke about an inch from the tip of the sword.

"Old Master, no!" Xu Xiaotian suddenly realized the meaning of Wang Zhen's action and reached out to grab Wang Zhen's wrist.

"Why not?" Wang Zhen flicked his wrist and threw the tip of Tai'a Sword upward. Under the control of invisible force, the tip of the sword stagnated slightly on Wang Zhen's head, and then shot out, passing Wang Zhen.

He shook the crotch of the man holding the sword behind him, bringing up a bloody flower.

"No!!!!" Xu Xiaotian's eyes were splitting as he grabbed Wang Zhen's wrist, but it was too late.

"Now that he has practiced the Sunflower Manual, without this step, how can he reverse yang and turn into yin, and how can he turn yin into yang, let alone the rotation of yin and yang, and the transformation of heaven and man." Wang Zhen smiled slightly, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth,

The screams rang out from behind, but Wang Zhen turned a deaf ear and grabbed Xu Xiaotian's wrist with his backhand: "As for you, let's go on the road together. This is to see him off for the last time."

puff!

The Tai'a sword pierced Xu Xiaotian's chest, and Wang Zhen and him were impaled face to face.

"ah!!!!!!"

The physical pain and the unknown sadness in his heart made Xu Bao let go of the Tai'a sword in his hand, held his head and screamed.

Suddenly he raised his hand and struck behind him.

Bang!

The nightmare dissipated and he opened his eyes from reincarnation.

"Are you OK."

Wang Zhi looked at Xu Bao with a smile and fell in front of him.

Xu Bao looked at his hand in astonishment and turned his head blankly. On the ground behind him, Tai'a Sword General had passed through his father's chest, and there was also a strange but familiar old man.

Feeling the unbearable pain in his crotch, he looked down, blinked, and then looked around again.

In the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, some he didn't recognize, but some he knew were heartbroken, Chu tasted the medicine, Li Guan was looking for...

He lowered his hands feebly and raised his head. The moonlight shone on his face, and through his hair, he saw the mocking smile high in the sky.

"Is this also a dream?" Xu Bao murmured, and a voice sounded in his ear at the same time: "All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

"Watching it like this, why watch it like this? How can I watch it all like this?"

"Chu Ju, Zeng Zhu, little emperor, you haven't lost everything yet." Wang Mengdie walked over slowly and squatted down next to Wang Zhi: "She's not dead yet."

"My heart has been cut off." Xu Bao didn't move or even look at her. His voice was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

"There are four rare treasures in the world, one is the ninth-grade white lotus seed, the second is the vermillion-eyed ice toad, the third is the Buddhist relic, and the fourth is the earthly immortal golden elixir." Wang Mengdie took out one from her arms as she spoke.

Pulling out the stopper of the finely carved jade porcelain bottle, a pearl-sized white jade bead was poured out from the inside and put into Wang Zhi's mouth: "The ninth-grade white lotus will produce a lotus seed every hundred years. This one is the only one in the world."

I have already given it to her to take her last breath. The Zhu Jing Ice Toad, the Buddhist Relic, and the Earthly Immortal Golden Pill. As long as you can find two more of them, you can bring her back to life."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"of course not."

"Why are you helping me?"

"You haven't done what you promised me yet, have you?"

"I promised many people and many things. Indeed, I still can't die." The corner of Xu Bao's mouth curled up in a curve, as gentle as the moonlight falling from the sky: "Hello."

"Um?"

"Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me, I'm doing it for myself too." Wang Mengdie lifted Wang Zhi up with both hands and hugged her horizontally: "Although the ninth-grade white lotus seeds have hung her life, her heart is broken. Without corresponding care, her blood will be destroyed."

No wonder her body will slowly rot. Just take one more look at her, and then I will take her away."

Xu Bao glanced down at Wang Zhi in her arms, with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips, as if he was just having a sweet dream. He raised his hand to touch her cheek, but finally gave up.

With this plan, he didn't know what he was afraid of.

"Where are you taking her?"

"Kunlun, Guangmingding, Qibao Lotus Pond." Wang Mengdie said: "If you miss her, you can come and see her at any time."

"Are you still the White Lotus Saint now?"

"yes."

"She's just a saint, not the Buddha's mother?"

"Not yet."

"It doesn't matter, it's almost over." Xu Bao thought for a while and reached out to touch his chest. There was a small pendant there, which was the peace charm that Wang Zhi had asked for for him.

He reached out and took off the peace talisman around his neck and gave it to Wang Zhi: "The peace talisman you asked for for me really kept me safe on this journey. Now I will return it to you. I hope you can also be safe."

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In the distance, on a small hill, an old monk finally showed a smile that looked like he was bearing a heavy burden. He sat cross-legged and recited: "All conditioned Dharma is like a bubble in a dream, like dew or lightning. It should be viewed like this."

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Chapter completed!