"Senior brother, I don't have much time. I need to explain my funeral arrangements." Chu Li said.
The qualitative monk's face changed slightly: "What?! Could it be...?"
His face turned ugly, even though he knew that this day would eventually come. Since he became the master of the Demon Subduing Hall, it meant that this day would come.
But I never expected it to happen so soon. Even though I saw Chu Li's face looking old and withered last time, I still felt that there was still a chance. Maybe Chu Li could create a miracle and save his life.
Even though the previous masters of the Demon-Suppressing Hall were all extremely talented and beautiful people, and none of them could escape the one-hundred-year life span, he still held on to a glimmer of confidence and hope.
Chu Li nodded slowly.
The determined monk's face was extremely gloomy, he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "How long will it take?"
"Seven or eight days," Chu Li said.
"Is there only this little left?" Monk Zhengding cried out.
Chu Li smiled and said warmly: "Senior brother, passing away is liberation. No more worries, it is not a big deal."
Monk Dingding glared at him: "How can you be so free and easy? I haven't cultivated to such a level yet!...How could you be so short?"
"Fight against some young heroes from the Demon Sect." Chu Li said with a smile: "Kill a few, and you can get your capital back!"
"Demon Sect..." Monk Dingding gritted his teeth, only regretting that he was unable to contribute due to his lack of cultivation.
Now that almost all the disciples of Da Ci'en Temple have returned to the temple, in such a huge temple, only one person has to deal with the Demon Sect. Thinking about it makes me blush. Now that my junior brother is dead, how will Da Ci'en Temple deal with it?
Are we still looking for the second master of the Demon-Suppressing Hall?
Among the disciples of the generation of Daci'en Temple, Junior Brother Dingru deserves to be the number one. Even for three generations, he is the number one. No one can match him. It is difficult for him to become the master of the Demon-Suppressing Hall. How can the others take on this important task?
Chu Li said: "I want to talk to the abbot."
"Come with me!" Monk Zhengding said hurriedly.
He knew that the abbot would definitely meet Chu Li and took him there without hesitation.
The main hall is filled with Sanskrit sounds and the sound of chanting is endless.
Chu Li and Monk Dingding came outside the temple. Monk Dingding went in first to see Abbot Xinji. After a while, Abbot Xinji slowly came out, looked at Chu Li calmly, nodded slowly, and motioned to follow him.
Monk Zhengding stopped and watched the two people leave the hall.
Chu Li followed Abbot Xinji to his monastery. Abbot Xinji waved his hand, and a young novice monk Heshi left the monastery. Only Chu Li and Xinji were left in the courtyard.
The Zen courtyard is quiet and the flowers and trees are in full bloom.
Chu Li looked at these lush flowers, plants and bamboo forests.
"Dingru, are you going to pass away?" Xinji made tea himself, picked up two cups, came to Chu Li and handed him one cup, while he picked up the other cup, raised his head, and looked at the blue sky with distant eyes.
Chu Li took the tea cup with his jaw, took a sip, and exclaimed: "Good tea!"
Xin Jing said: "Is there any unfinished business?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "Abbott, do you feel sorry that you chose the wrong person?"
"You made the right choice." Xinji shook his head gently and said with a smile: "This tea is produced by Lingbifeng. There is only one tea tree in the world. It can benefit the mind and spirit, and is conducive to your recovery. You have been too exhausted during this period.
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Chu Li felt a stream of fresh air lingering around his body, even penetrating through his head, as if he was shaving off the hair and washing the marrow.
He has not experienced this feeling for a long time. His body is too strong and it is difficult for any elixir to have the effect of cutting away his hair and cleansing his marrow. This Lingbi tea is indeed magical.
Xinji said: "The masters of the Demon-Suppressing Hall in the past have had immeasurable merit and outstanding achievements, but when it comes to killing the many demons of the Demon Sect, even though you are about to pass away, you are already among the best."
Chu Li shook his head.
Xinji took a sip of tea, turned around, walked to the living room, and sat on the futon.
Chu Li also followed him and sat down opposite him, sighing: "Abbott, I came back this time to explain what happened next."
"Don't worry about this. The Demon-Suppressing Palace will have its next master. Although the disciples in the temple are not as outstanding as you, they are still enough."
Chu Li said: "Abbott, this body is not my original body."
Xinji nodded and said: "This is the soul lotus body. It is indeed not your own. However, the body is a treasure raft. If the body is destroyed, your soul will naturally disperse. This body is no different from yourself."
Chu Li said: "Actually, my soul is divided into two, and the remaining part is in the lower realm, and it will fly up."
Xinji looked at him doubtfully.
Chu Li smiled and said: "If this body is destroyed, I will not pass away."
"Amitabha——!" Xin Jingheshi proclaimed the Buddha's name with a look of joy: "Amitabha, good, good, good!"
Chu Li said: "Abbott, now is not the time to be happy."
"Say it," Xin said calmly.
He had great confidence in Chu Li's mind and chose him to be the master of the Demon Subduing Hall. Martial arts cultivation and understanding were only one aspect, and his superior mind was the foundation.
Chu Li said: "When I fly up, I will naturally return to the Great Ci'en Temple and continue to be the master of my Demon Subduing Hall!"
"Alas... Dingru, you can choose another path." Xinji said hurriedly.
Being the master of the Demon-Subduing Hall, he has already made outstanding achievements and is worthy of the training of the Great Ci'en Temple. However, it is not necessary to be the master of the Demon-Subduing Hall. Of course, if he can continue to be the master of the Demon-Subduing Hall, it will be of great benefit to the Great Ci'en Temple.
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Chu Li said: "Abbott, there is no need to persuade me. This is something I have thought carefully about...but I am afraid that I may not be able to safely regain control of the Demon Subduing Palace."
"Who are you worried about?" Abbot Xinji asked.
Chu Li nodded slowly.
Abbot Xinji pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "This is not difficult at all. Da Ci'en Temple can bring you up directly. As long as you can reach Consummation and ascend, you can ascend directly to our Da Ci'en Temple."
Chu Li said: "Isn't the entrance and exit gate inside the temple?"
"We have a formation that can open the door to heaven and earth." Xinji said.
Although there is a huge price to pay, it is worth it for Dingru.
All the disciples of Da Ci'en Temple have returned to the temple, but some lay disciples still have the eyes and ears of Da Ci'en Temple, and they know that the current reputation of Fumo Palace is even better than that of Da Ci'en Temple.
Chu Li nodded slowly: "There is one more thing that the abbot should also pay attention to."
"Say." Xin Jing said.
Chu Li said: "It is also possible that both of my bodies will pass away, and then I will not be able to return to the temple."
"Alas..." Xinji sighed and shook his head.
The soul of the master of the Demon Subduing Hall cannot stay in the Da Ci'en Temple. This is the price paid by the master of the Demon Subduing Hall. If the disciples of the Da Ci'en Temple die, they can choose to return their souls to the Da Ci'en Temple.
Daci'en Temple is a Buddhist temple. These souls living in the temple are actually no different from real people.
But the Master of the Demon-Suppressing Hall failed. Once he died, his soul would immediately return to heaven, and he would either enter the Western Paradise or the Demonic Realm.
Chu Li said: "Sure enough, the abbot will give this letter to my wife for me."
He took out a letter from his pocket and handed it over.
Silence of mind slowly took over, and his expression was solemn.
Chu Li smiled and said, "Then I'll say goodbye to the abbot!"
"Pass away in the temple." Xinji said, "Don't go to the Demon-Suppressing Hall."
After passing away in the temple, you can use the power of the temple and the monks to send him to the blissful realm of the West to avoid falling into the devil's realm.
Chu Li shook his head: "I cannot let others know about my passing away, lest the secret be revealed. I will go to the Demon-Suppressing Hall today to pass away."