Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2635 Everything is bitter

"Master...are you really going to leave your disciple alone?" Monk Hua finally couldn't control his tears and said excitedly.

"All actions are impermanent, and everything is suffering. All dharmas have no self, and peace is bliss. My time has come, and it is up to me to leave or not. Just remember what I told you..."

As he spoke, Master Huijue suddenly said in a deep voice: "Where are the disciples of Purple Liang Mountain?"

But suddenly I saw a group of great monks from Ziliang Mountain coming from one side. Their bodies were stained with blood. They clasped their hands and walked toward Master Huijue. They looked extremely respectful. After walking to Master Huijue, they chanted Recited Amitabha.

"Everyone, please listen carefully to what I just said. From now on, the position of abbot of Ziliang Mountain will be handed over to Shi Xin. I wonder if you brothers and uncles have any opinions?" Master Huijue said again. .

Those big monks glanced at each other, and one of the very old monks came out and respectfully said: "Everything is according to the abbot's order."

Master Huijue nodded silently, opened his eyes, looked at Zen Xin who was kneeling on the ground, smiled slightly and said: "Shi Xin, you can only walk on your own in the future. I am about to go to the next reincarnation. Maybe We still have a chance to meet again..."

As he spoke, the smile on Master Huijue's face disappeared little by little, his eyes slowly closed, and then his head tilted to the side, and there was no more sound.

"Master..." Monk Hua crawled over on his knees, hugged Master Huijue's body, and couldn't help crying, crying like a child. Old Hua had always been an orphan, and was picked up by Master Huijue. After returning home, he was raised in Ziliang Mountain until he was ten years old, and then he was allowed to go down the mountain to refine his heart. Once he came out, he wandered outside for more than ten years. In these ten years, Monk Hua probably did not return to Ziliang Mountain a few times. Liangshan, but his feelings for Master Huijue are unquestionable. In Laohua's heart, Master Huijue is both his master and his father.

Even if Monk Hua wakes up now and has remembered what happened in the last life, his memory overlaps with this life. This feeling has not diminished at all. Now that Master Huijue is dead, Hua Hua must feel like the sky is falling. Average.

I think Monk Hua’s feelings for his master must be deeper than my feelings for Great Grandfather.

In fact, I can count on my fingers the number of times I have met with my great-grandfather.

But Laohua is different. In any case, Master Huijue also raised him until he was a teenager.

Master Huijue left just like that. After explaining his funeral arrangements, he left peacefully.

But I suddenly thought that Master Huijue was a monk for seven consecutive lives. When he left like this, he did not really die, but entered the next reincarnation. Maybe more than ten years later, Master Huijue will remember his previous life. We may still be able to meet each other. When I thought of this, the sadness in my heart suddenly weakened a bit.

If he is reincarnated again, Master Huijue should be the eighth life, right?

It is said that an eminent monk can practice and become a Buddha after being reincarnated eighteen times. Master Huijue still has a long way to go.

Monk Hua held Master Huijue's body and cried for a long time before he was persuaded to leave by the great monks from Ziliang Mountain.

Everyone cleaned up, and the living, carrying the bodies of the dead or seriously injured people, began to evacuate the deserted city one after another, planning to leave this sad place.

This place where we fought and died for, everything is over, we left many bodies here, but the Guiyong Road was also destroyed.

Bai Maitreya, the chief helmsman of Guiyong Dao, the legendary monster-like existence, a freak who reincarnated for nineteen lives, finally died tragically in the hands of his subordinate Huang Tianming. Not only was his body swallowed by him, but also ten The cultivation of the ninth generation was also transformed by it.

The right protector Peng Zhenyang died in my hands.

I, your grandfather and grandma, only met me once and didn't say a few words before they were separated forever. I think I will never have the chance to see them again. I can only pray. , they can still live again, whether it is 100 years or 1000 years, as long as they wake up, they can stay together again and never be separated.

We are mortals after all, and we still have to live a normal life after leaving Dahuang City.

The words of my ancestors are always in my mind. The truth is true in the ordinary. Once you enter the rivers and lakes as deep as the sea, you often can't help yourself.

Yes, since I started practicing, I have never seemed to be able to settle down one day. I really want to think about the life of an ordinary person. Even if it is the same as before, working in the south, not having much money every month, and living a simple life, I always feel It's better than the bloody chaos in the world.

But, can all this go back?
Master Wuyazi carried me, who was seriously injured, on his back, while Master Wuwei carried my great-grandfather's body on his back and walked slowly towards the outside of Shiju City.

People from the three major clans in Dahuang City from various sects are also busy cleaning up the battlefield.

I can still vaguely hear the sound of intensive gunfire. There must still be some bald envoys from the Guiyong Road who have not been completely eliminated. All of this has nothing to do with us.

Just as Master Wuyazi was carrying me forward, the second senior brother suddenly staggered towards me, as if he was drunk. He was still some distance away from me, and then he lay on the ground. , fell asleep, and his body quickly shrunk.

Master Wu Yazi walked to the side of the second senior brother and cursed angrily: "You foodie, you have taken all the advantages after we won this battle. It is really unreasonable."

With that said, Master Wuyazi picked up the second senior brother and helped me put it into the Eight Treasures Bag of the Universe.

I don’t know how many days and nights I spent in this deserted city, and saw too many life and death farewells. My tense nerves finally relaxed, but suddenly I felt extremely tired, so tired... really too I'm tired... I've never been so tired in my life, and my whole body hurts terribly.

I wonder if ancestor Yuan Yue hadn't used Gu insects to stop the blood flowing from my body, I would have been dead by now.

No matter, I want to take a nap.

Thinking like this, I lay on the back of Master Wu Yazi and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I found that I was lying in a thatched hut in the circle of the two old men in the Xue family medicine shop. There was a person lying next to me. When I just opened my eyes, I smelled When a fragrant breeze came, it was a familiar smell.

My vision was a little blurry at first, but gradually became clearer. Only then did I clearly see that the person sleeping next to my bed turned out to be Chen Qingan.

She was sleeping soundly, with her delicate facial features facing me sideways, and a small hand still holding mine tightly. She must look very tired, as she had been staying here for who knows how long.

(End of this chapter)