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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters return to the ruins

As Master Tan Yuan stepped forward, the fight between Chu Xiu and Zong Xuan could no longer go on.

After all, Master Tan Yuan is already about to die. If Daguangming Temple forces him to take back the skills he passed on to Chu Xiu, it would be a bit too much.

So Ming Qi had to hold his nose and said: "Zong Xuan, stop fighting, stop it."

However, this time Zongxuan did not immediately obey Ming Qi's instructions to stop. Instead, his eyes were filled with Buddha's light. It was not until a long time later that he stopped and retreated.

Fang Qishao, who was behind, touched his chin. After Chu Xiu entered the realm of unity between man and nature, his fighting power was really not weak. He was able to force Zong Xuandu into a serious state.

But it was obvious that Chu Xiu actually lost this round.

After Zong Xuan stopped his hand, the light of the sun around Chu Xiu also dissipated, but his complexion was already pale.

The power of the Sun Changing Technique is not yet something that Chu Xiu can use at will. Once he fails to control the power of the Sun Changing Technique, it will only end up hurting others and himself.

Looking back at Zong Xuan, he has only just begun to take it seriously. If Master Tan Yuan does not come forward, Chu Xiu will still be the loser in the end.

Ming Qi looked a little ugly and cupped his hands towards Master Tan Yuan and said: "Master Tan Yuan, you are a recognized holy monk of our Buddhist sect. Who do you want to pass on your skills to? Naturally, we have no control over this."

of.

It's just that Chu Xiu has a bad reputation. If he uses the skills you taught him to do something evil in the future, the cause and effect will be blamed on you, and your reputation will be ruined in the future. I'm so

I do it for your own good."

Master Tan Yuan smiled and said: "The old monk of Daguangming Temple understands it, but we will talk about the future later. Cause and effect is so complicated, how can you and I be able to see through it now?

As for the reputation, the so-called holy monk’s name was imposed on you out of love, and if it’s bad, it will be bad. By that time, I’m afraid the old monk himself will be a scumbag, so why should he care about his reputation?”

Hearing what Master Tan Yuan said, Ming Qi had no choice but to look gloomy, reluctantly said goodbye, turned around and left.

Seeing Ming Qi's posture, Chu Xiu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This Daguangming Temple is really used to being overbearing, and to send such a person here is simply making itself uncomfortable.

Although Master Tan Yuan is alone, he has the title of a holy monk after all. He is not only a Buddhist but also a recognized holy monk in the entire martial arts world.

Daguangming Temple can be overbearing to other people, but to be so overbearing to Master Tan Yuan, a dying man with a great reputation, is to ruin its own reputation.

This Mingqi was born in the Karma Chan Hall of Daguangming Temple. Not to mention in the world, even within the Daguangming Temple, the Karma Chan Hall has a very high status.

It can even be said that in the Great Guangming Temple, although the Karma Chan Hall's combat effectiveness is not the strongest, their status is transcendent.

It would have been okay if Daguangming Temple sent Ming Qi alone, but it ended up sending Zong Xuan, who was stubborn to the end and would do whatever he was asked to do, and had no flexibility at all. It was not surprising that things ended up reaching this level.

After Zong Xuan and Ming Qi left, Master Tan Yuan walked towards Long Tianying and others, and sighed: "President Long, I have hurt you all."

Long Tianying quickly shook his head and said: "Master, don't say that. It's all trivial. Not to mention that we all only suffered some minor injuries. Even if we fight desperately to stop the people of Daguangming Temple, it is still worth it."

Master Tan Yuan shook his head and said: "Old monk, I have run out of energy, but President Long, you are still young, so don't say anything about whether you will die or not.

Now my wish has been fulfilled and I am ready to return to my hometown. President Long, please come back too."

Hearing this, Long Tianying quickly shook his head and said: "I will never forget the kindness of the master in the past. The development of Jingtianhui has been on track. It's okay for me to be away for a while. I still forget that the master can let me see you off."

The last leg.”

Hearing what Long Tianying said, Master Tan Yuan did not stop him. He just looked back at Chu Xiu and said, "Little friend Chu, I won't be coming to the Central Plains for a long time. Can you please send me back to my hometown?"

Chu Xiu nodded and said: "It should be."

Although the technique was obtained through fraud, Master Tan Yuan was still the one who taught him the technique. Chu Xiu would naturally not refuse this request.

Just as Master Tan Yuan was about to leave, he suddenly saw Fang Qishao, who was carrying a wine bottle and preparing to leave.

"Little friend, please wait a moment. May I ask if this little friend is from Sword King City?" Master Tan Yuan suddenly asked.

Fang Qishao said somewhat depressedly: "Yes, what are your instructions, Master?"

Just now, he had given a gift to Master Tan Yuan on behalf of Sword King City in the crowd. But now, it was obvious that Master Tan Yuan had not remembered anything. Perhaps he had not paid attention from the beginning.

It happened to him.

It's not a good feeling to think that the Seventh Young Master Fang, the majestic swordsman, would be ignored one day.

Master Tan Yuan seemed to have read Fang Qishao's thoughts. He smiled and said: "This little friend, don't be surprised. When we came ashore, the old monk was always concerned about passing on his own martial arts, because time is running out.

, so I was a little anxious and didn’t care about anything else.”

Hearing what Master Tan Yuan said, Fang Qishao felt a little embarrassed. He waved his hand and said, "I don't mean to blame you, Master."

Master Tan Yuan smiled, took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it to Fang Qishao: "This is a secret book of swordsmanship that I got by accident. It was taught by a major swordsmanship sect in the East China Sea thousands of years ago.

The sword practice notes left behind only contain some scattered sword skills, but there is no complete sword technique. However, more of them are the insights left by many strong men from that large swordsmanship sect. I believe this thing is of great significance to you.

It’s very useful.”

Fang Qishao took the jade slip with a look of surprise on his face.

This thing is not only very useful to him, it is simply a treasure.

For Fang Qishao, who was born in Sword King City, he actually has no shortage of swordsmanship, and his causal swordsmanship does not require those messy swordsmanship.

But stones from other mountains can attack jade. Things such as the sword practice skills left by the ancient strong men are the most precious. After reading this thing, it will definitely bring another level of understanding to his entire swordsmanship.

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Fang Qishao hesitated and said: "Master, why did you give me this thing?"

Master Tan Yuan smiled freely and said: "I have received a lot of good things in the East China Sea over the years, and I have given them all that I can give to others. Now that I am about to pass away and return to the ruins, I will not bring these things with me in life or death."

, it’s useless for me to keep it myself.

My little friend, you are from Sword King City, this thing must be worth much more to you than an old guy like me to put it in the grave."

Compared with other warriors who regard their martial arts inheritance as extremely important and even take it to the ground intact even if they die, Master Tan Yuan has a much more open-minded view of martial arts and even regards it as an outsider.

things.

Fang Qishao said in surprise: "Master, aren't you afraid that I will do something evil after getting this thing, and ultimately damage your reputation?"

As he said that, Fang Qishao glanced at Chu Xiu. He didn't think Chu Xiu was a good person. What Ming Qi said just now was actually very reasonable.

Master Tan Yuan shook his head and said: "I have said it before, good and evil cannot be seen on the surface. If a person wants to do evil, even if he does not have the slightest bit of strength, he can kill millions with just one mouth.

people.

Similarly, some people seem to kill more people, but they can save more people. Therefore, the old monk might as well make a bet. Just bet, little friend, that you will not let the old monk down. This sword practice note is placed in the five major sword sects.

It will definitely be more cost-effective to follow the old monk to his grave."

There are so many powerful people in the world, but there are really few who can be as open-minded as Master Tan Yuan.

This means that Master Tan Yuan really has no time. Otherwise, he will definitely find the right person to hand over all his belongings.

Fang Qishao was rarely serious at this time. He put the long sword back on his back and saluted Master Tan Yuan: "Thank you, Master."

After a pause, Fang Qishao said again: "I don't want to forget the kindness of teaching you. I will also go to see the master on his last journey."

Master Tan Yuan did not stop him, he just nodded and said: "It's okay, there are so many people and it's so lively. I didn't expect that when the old monk was about to die, there would be so many people seeing him off."

Master Tan Yuan's hometown is Songping Mansion in Changyang County of the Eastern Qi Dynasty, located in the hinterland of the Eastern Qi Dynasty, more than ten days' journey from Donghai County.

Moreover, Master Tan Yuan's body is about to decay right now. He may not be able to hold on for more than ten hours, let alone more than ten days.

But perhaps Master Tan Yuan's obsession with wanting to see his hometown again was still there. Master Tan Yuan actually persisted for more than ten days and finally came to a dilapidated temple outside Songping Mansion, Xuanji Temple.

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Xuanji Temple is just a small temple. Even when Master Tanyuan was there in the past, there were only a dozen monks in Xuanji Temple. But now the temple is empty of monks. There is no one left, or they have been destroyed.

, or the temple has no successors and has completely withered away, but judging from the well-preserved appearance of the temple, it should be the latter.

Touching the dusty Buddha statue in Xuanji Temple, Master Tanyuan let out a long sigh.

He traveled eastward in middle age and returned home before his death. He experienced countless ups and downs. For Master Tanyuan himself, he had hardships and confusion in his life, but he had no regrets.

When he first came to Donghai in the past, he may have just wanted to spread Buddhism and promote the name of Buddhism. But in the end, those superficial meanings disappeared. Everything Master Tanyuan did had nothing to do with Buddhism, it was just his belief.

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Sitting cross-legged on the dirty futon in front of the Buddha statue, Master Tan Yuan closed his eyes. In an instant, the seven-color Buddha light enveloped Master Tan Yuan, and a majestic power bloomed out and spread to the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, it seemed as if Master Tan Yuan had truly become a Buddha immediately.

But at this time, Long Tianying's eyes were red, and Fang Qishao and Chu Xiu were also silent. This was not becoming a Buddha, but returning to ruins.

A warrior is born between heaven and earth, refining the energy of heaven and earth into himself, and now that he has passed away and returned to ruins, this power will naturally be returned to heaven and earth.

In the 69th year of Yonghe's reign in the Eastern Qi Dynasty, the holy monk Tan Yuan passed away in Xuanji Temple, Songping Prefecture. He was born here and died here.


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