In the blink of an eye, Jiang Chen returned to his mind again. He saw that the gate of the observation was closed, and several Taoist children in the front yard were gone on weekdays. He jumped over and entered the wall.

"not good!"

After crossing the high courtyard wall, Jiang Chen's face suddenly changed. There were several array flags scattered near the courtyard wall. The house collapsed and the stone tablet broke. The green pine that several people hugged was broken. The bluestone floor was extremely messy, and there were even several dark holes.

The entire Taoist temple was like it was encountered with the most violent mountain swaying.

Several corpses were scattered everywhere. When they came to the backyard, they had been razed to the ground. The entire Xinjian Temple covers several acres of land. Now, except for a miraculously intact courtyard wall, everything else has been destroyed.

"Master!!"

Jiang Chen suddenly felt that there were people under the piles of rubble, and there were two people. One of them had the aura of Old Dao Chen and the other was dead.

He rushed over like crazy, his whole body was filled with spiritual power, and soon he moved the broken bricks and tiles, revealing the broken Chen Laodao below.

Old Dao Chen was extremely miserable at this time, and he disappeared from below his abdomen, but he was still breathing a sigh of relief.

"Master! Master!! Woo woo..."

Jiang Chen no longer remembers the last time he cried bitterly. Even if he was betrayed by his closest brother and the woman turned against him, he did not cry, but his heart was just dead. Seeing Chen Laodao's miserable situation, he could no longer hold back his men's tears.

It was still fine a month ago, but it fell into such a field in a blink of an eye. He really couldn't accept such a drastic change. A stream of spiritual energy kept rushing into the old Taoist body, wanting to continue his life.

"Chi'er, you're here."

Perhaps it was a rebirth that although Chen Laodao showed his death energy, he was able to speak.

"Master, why is this happening..."

Jiang Chen cried and said.

"Why are you crying! On the road to immortal cultivation, you kill me, I will kill you. If you die today, it is only because of your kindness and ruthlessness."

There is hatred and relief in the tone of the old Taoist.

"Master, stop talking. Tell your disciple how to save you?"

"I can't survive! This body has been practicing immortality for 180 years, but she has never had the opportunity to form a golden elixir at the age of 80.

Now that the dantian is broken, the Taoist foundation is destroyed, and the body is broken, and life is over. Old Dao Chen said of his death, with a calm expression: "I was in a state of uneasy a few days ago, but I didn't expect that it was my enemy who came to me. I have been away from the world for more than 20 years and failed to form a dan. It would be nice to have a mysterious killer with Chen Ke's serious injury before he died."

Jiang Chen did not have the freedom and freedom in the old Taoist heart. Thinking of the past few years of getting along, both Master and Father, he stopped his great sorrow. He held a cushion in his men's tears and asked Old Taoist Chen to sit on his knees. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times and said, "Master, if you have something in your heart that you can't let go, just tell your disciple."

"The teacher's ins and outs are all in this jade slip. You can check it when your cultivation reaches the middle stage of Qi Refining." Old Dao Chen said very calmly. He took out a small bag, which was actually a storage bag. His eyes were filled with infinite love for Jiang Chen, the little disciple. "It was because of the response in the past two years that he just took you away. It is worth the sacrificial practice in this life, and finally some root veins were passed down.

In addition to some secrets of cultivation and memorials, this storage bag also has a piece of the Ascension Order. You can take it to Qingniu Valley and find some opportunities for yourself.

I can’t let go of another thing. After I disappeared, no one will take care of my children in this life. There is another letter from my family. After you have achieved success in your cultivation, you will take the time to go on a trip.”

Jiang Chen kowtowed again with tears in his eyes: "Yes, Master, disciple, remember."

"Jiang Chen, although you are of medium qualifications, you have good understanding. I am not worried about cultivation. But you are born in poverty, kind by nature, value love and righteousness, and are not cruel enough. Today, Master will use his life to dying from the disaster to warn you that in the future, as long as a heart of Tao is as strong as iron, do not hesitate when doing things, and you must be decisive in killing, otherwise...

Otherwise... no matter how good your qualifications, how high your understanding, or how good your chances are, a hundred years later, being a teacher will end up like this...

Well, those who practice Taoism should be more open to everything and don’t care about temporary gatherings and separations. Maybe in the future, you, my master and disciple will still have a day to meet.”

Speaking of this, Old Dao Chen had already vented more and inhaled less. He saw his hands slightly supporting his body, looking at the distant distance, and shouting loudly: "Golden Pill, reunite in the next life!"

After a word, he went to the underworld.

“Master…”

At some point, it was already raining heavily in the sky. Kneeling in the mud, Jiang Chen felt that he had never been so frustrated, uncomfortable, and sad. Every bit of the past few years appeared in front of him.

He was able to speak one year old, but was called a monster. It was the old Taoist who came to persuade him to help him untie the villagers' knots.

When I was two years old, my mind was not fully open. I would cry even if I was snatched away the candied haws. It was the old road who passed by and bought another string for me and carried myself on my shoulders.

When I was three years old, I realized that I had a mind full mind, and I fully remembered the memories I had before traveling through time. The old Taoist said that I had a fate with Tao.

...

After a few scenes of past events, it was all related to the master until he learned the true Taoist Dharma, stimulated the nameless jewel in his body, obtained the method of visualization, and became a cultivator at the first level of Qi refining.

Everything was so clear. Looking in front of me, the old Taoist was covered in a broken body and could not even be found below his abdomen.

Jiang Chen held the storage bag tightly in his hand, knelt in front of the old Taoist, without moving all night, allowing the night to swallow it. When dawn came, he finally said, "Master, go."

He made up two decisions in his heart, and he would take good care of the old Taoist descendants and remember his master's last words.

Two days later, the intersection of Hejian Village.

"Chen'er, bring some more cakes. If you're hungry on the way, you'll have a few bites."

Jiang's face was full of tears. Thinking that her son was about to travel far away at the age of six, she really couldn't get through this hurdle in her heart.

"Mother, I have brought enough of it, and the storage bags are almost full."

Jiang Chen hurriedly comforted his mother and said a few more words. Although Jiang Wen was young, he couldn't bear to part with his elder brother and kept holding on to the corner of his clothes.

After a while, Jiang's father said, "My Jiang family has been farmers for generations. If you have a promising future, don't forget to come back and burn incense to your ancestors. In that way, your mother and I will be in peace even in the underworld."

"Chen'er... Remember to come back earlier, your mother can't bear to leave you..." Jiang's mother could no longer say anything, just hugged Jiang Wen and cried.

"Why are you crying? A man is determined to be in all directions. Jiang Chen can worship Chen Xian as his teacher. Being a monk is a blessing for my Jiang family to cultivate for generations. Jiang Chen, kneel down."

Jiang's father was not good at speaking on weekdays, but at this time he was very firm, and Jiang Chen also knelt down as he said.

"Don't worry about your family when you go here. Instead of seeing you in three or five years, it's better to let your mother and I hear you from thousands of people. Go, if you can't practice Taoism, you won't be allowed to come back!"

"Yes, father, Chen'er will never come back if he fails to practice Taoism."

Jiang Chen kowtowed three times to his parents, then turned over and left.

Looking back at Hejian Village in the distance, it seemed that you could still see your parents and younger brother at the intersection. After leaving, all you left was money and some poems, and what you took away was the infinite concern for the wandering son in your heart.
Chapter completed!