Nun Xuan Kong was lying on the bed, with four nuns, including Lotus Wuyin, kneeling in front of her. Outside the door were dozens of nuns wearing moon-white costumes.
Beside the bed, an old nun wearing dark yellow clothing sat, holding tightly the shriveled palm of Xuan Kong Shen Ni.
The Xuankong Divine Nun has reached the point where she has run out of gas. Hua Wuyou's blow cut off all the meridians in her body. Fortunately, she has a high level of cultivation and is able to hold on until now.
She had been in a coma all along and had just woken up not long ago.
Xuankong Divine Nun said softly: "Junior Sister Xuansu..."
The old nun in yellow said: "I am, I am here."
Xuan Kong Shenni said with as much anger as silk: "How is the war going?"
With tears in his eyes, Xuan Su Lao Ni said: "The war is over, and the world has won a great victory."
Xuan Kong Shenni's deathly gray eyes gained a bit of color.
She seemed to be murmuring: "It would be good to win, it would be good to win..."
After chanting it several times, she slowly said: "Wonderful method..."
"Master, disciple is here."
Miaofa Xiaoni knelt on the ground and moved her knees to the bed. Tears were already streaming down her face.
Xuan Kong Shenni looked at her disciple and seemed to want to laugh, but she really didn't have the strength to smile at all.
She said: "Silly girl, why are you crying? Master is about to ascend... to the Western Paradise, you don't have to be sad..."
As she spoke, she seemed to want to take something out from her body, but her tendons and veins were all severed, her bones were broken, and she couldn't lift her arm at all.
Old nun Xuan Su knew what she meant, so he reached out and took out something from nun Xuan Kong's arms.
It is a short sword, very short, like a dagger. Xuankong Shenni said: "This is the token of the black iron sword of the past abbots of Jixiang Temple. It is a wonderful method. From now on, you will be the twenty-sixth of Jixiang Temple."
Acting abbot...the catastrophe...the catastrophe will never end. You must lead Jixiang Temple and lead Buddhism all over the world...together.
…Fight the catastrophe together…protect…Cang…”
Before he finished speaking, Xuan Kong Shenni's head tilted slightly.
"Master!"
Heartbreaking cries suddenly sounded in the house. Many nuns outside heard the sound and knelt down, shouting "Abbot" in a sad voice.
Yu Jizi and others were still discussing matters in the main hall on the top of the mountain, when Gu Jianchi hurriedly walked into the main hall.
Everyone thought it was something happening in southern Xinjiang, so they all looked over.
Unexpectedly, after Gu Jianchi entered the main hall, he knelt down on the stone slab with a clatter.
He said sadly: "Master, Xuan Kong Shenni, the abbot of Jixiang Temple... has passed away!"
As soon as these words came out, the discussion in the hall stopped abruptly. Xuan Hui, Xuan Su and other nuns, as well as Master Kong Yuan from Kasyapa Temple, Yu Jizi from Cangyun Sect and others all stood up suddenly.
Xuan Kong Shen Nina is not an ordinary person, she is a being on the same level as Yun Yazi, Wu Quantum, Old Man Zhuxin, and Wuxiang Divine Monk.
Jixiang Temple is the leader of nunneries in the world, and the status of Xuankong Shrine is equal to Master Kongyuan, the abbot of Kasyapa Temple.
How could these good and evil bosses not be shocked when such a master passed away?
In fact, they are more or less responsible for the death of Xuan Kong Shenni.
If they had come to help at that time, Xuan Kong Divine Ni might not be in Hua Wuyou's hands.
Without saying a word, Yu Jizi left his seat and walked out of the hall.
The heads of other sects also stood up and left.
The death of Xuan Kong Shenni cannot be called death, but can only be called passing away, because she did not die at the end of her life.
When this master passed away, these sect leaders naturally had to go over to pay their respects as soon as possible.
The war between the human cultivators and the Six Tribes of Heaven and Man has completely ended, and the news of the death of Xuan Kong Shenni quickly reached the ears of Buddhist disciples in southern Xinjiang.
In Yulong Village, Ye Xiaochuan stood in front of the abandoned Yuelai Inn on the mountainside, watching a large piece of golden light in the sky flying north rapidly.
He was a little puzzled and said: "Why are these Buddhist disciples in such a hurry? Is there something unexpected in the war in southern Xinjiang? Are the reinforcements from heaven coming down? Is this the third wave of Buddhist disciples flying over our heads?"
Sun Yun'er came over with a small yellow paper in her hand and said: "I just contacted the senior brother. The Xuankong shrine of Jixiang Temple passed away this morning. These Buddhist disciples are so anxious to rush to the Middle Earth. They should go with
This matter is related."
Snap...
Qingying girl, who was eating rice porridge in her arms, seemed a little distracted. The bowl fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.
Qingying is from the Buddhist sect and has great respect for Xuan Kong Shenni, the great leader of the Buddhist sect. When she heard the news that she had become an immortal and passed away, she couldn't accept it for a while.
This time Qilisi stopped arguing with Qingying and actually ran over to comfort him.
Ye Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the news about the death of Xuan Kong Shenni.
He turned to look at Yun Qiyou. Yun Qiyou's indifferent expression was a little sad, and then she turned into a white light and flew to the roof.
Ye Xiaochuan flew up and sat next to Yun Qiyou, saying: "Senior Sister Yun, it's okay."
Yun Qiyou and Xuankong Shenni don't know each other, but the old Yun Yazi and Xuankong Shenni have a very deep relationship.
Hundreds of years ago, senior Yun Yazi was defeated at the hands of the Xuan Kong Divine Nun. Everyone in the world knew about this, but the two did not have any bad feelings because of this, but instead had a close friendship.
Yun Qiyou is the descendant of the elder Yun Yazi. At this moment, when she heard that the Xuankong God Ni had passed away, her emotions were somewhat fluctuated. Yun Qiyou shook her head gently and said: "I'm fine, don't worry.
I, when I was studying with my uncle Yun Yazi, he highly praised Xuankong Shenni’s Buddhist practice and made him a lifelong confidant. Now that Xuankong Shenni has passed away, let me
I think of my uncle." Ye Xiaochuan said: "Xuankong Shenni is a character. She single-handedly fought against Hua Wuyou. You and I can really see it from a distance. It's a pity that such an old man who saves all living beings is a real person.
Senior, but he died in the hands of that monster Hua Wuyou, it is really sad
Cherish."
Yun Qi is humorous.
At that time, when Xuan Kong Shen Ni was fighting with Hua Wuyou, she was also far away. In fact, Xuan Kong Shen Ni did not have to die, but the good and evil bosses did not help at that time.
In a one-on-one battle, who is the opponent of Hua Wuyou in the Xumi realm with the cultivation level of Xuankong Shenni in the immortal realm?
However, she could only say these words to herself in her heart, and would never tell anyone else.
Seeing that Yun Qiyou seemed very unhappy, Ye Xiaochuan said: "Junior sisters and the others should be meeting us at Yulong Village soon. After meeting, we will return to the Middle Earth. Maybe there will be a chance to see the spirit of Xuankong Shenni.
Put a stick of incense in front of you."
Yun Qiyou nodded and said: "It's time to go back. Since the beginning of the Wilderness War, I have been running around in the past few years. I feel very tired." Ye Xiaochuan said: "Yes, four or five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
It has been longer than a few decades, from the Western Region to the Northern Territory, from the Sea of Hell to the Extreme South, from the Southern Border to the Heaven Realm... Now that the war is over, it’s time to go back and rest for a few years. It just so happens that you also take the time to practice and practice Qing Dynasty.
The Prajna Heart Sutra taught to you by Miss Ying, I have always been worried about your Exquisite Heart with Seven Apertures."
