Chapter 310 Jinjiang (2)

With the help of force, he managed to stand firm, then quickly looked up at the formation.

But in the violent shaking just now, the formation has become ineffective.

The connection point linking the two spaces is broken.

Among the three Taoist priests, he was the only one who was able to retreat in time, and was the last one to pass through the formation and successfully arrive at this side.

But the Taoist priest who went to meet them, and Taoist priest Wang... did not make it in time.

They were left in that space over there.

"Wait, wait!"

Taoist Priest Ma was so shocked that his voice changed: "There are two more Taoist friends over there!"

The Taoist priest next to him was silent for a moment, then sighed: "It is indeed risky to do this under the nose of the ghost, and this is what we must bear."

"It's better than when the formation is closed and they happen to be in the formation."

The Taoist priest patted Taoist priest Ma on the shoulder in a comforting manner and said, "Trust your fellow disciples and believe in the strength of Haiyun Temple. As long as they are still alive, they will handle their own affairs well."

Taoist Priest Ma wanted to say something else, but suddenly he realized that although there were many Taoist priests around him, including the Taoist priest who caught him, and they were all highly skilled, all of them had sad expressions on their faces.

It didn't seem to be directed at Master Wang, but... something had already happened before they came.

Otherwise, the Taoist priest here would not have made such a decisive decision and believed that Taoist priest Wang and the other two could save themselves.

It was as if they themselves were expecting something.

Taoist Priest Ma couldn't help but lower his voice: "What happened?"

The Taoist priest who was asked did not say anything, but his eyes turned red and then he turned his head away.

The other Taoist priests also stood there in silence, with their heads lowered and unwilling to speak.

Taoist Priest Ma discovered that all the Taoist Priests were crying.

Tears quietly slid down their faces, hitting their Taoist robes, leaving a wet mark.

The Taoist priest, who had never cried out in pain even though his skin and bones were severely injured, now looked like a lost child, crying and bidding farewell to someone who had left but could never come back.

The members of the production crew, who had just been cheering for being rescued, realized something because of this atmosphere and became quiet.

This should be something to be happy about, but in the deserted village, there was only dead silence.

The only sound was the crackling of the burning wood carving.

But it seems that this world is becoming more lonely and cold.

All the Taoist priests tried to suppress their sadness, opened their bloodshot eyes, and looked in the same direction.

Taoist Master Ma realized something and his body stiffened.

Yes, for such a serious matter as the Ghost Dao, Taoist Priest Li should have come over. But he seemed not to have seen Taoist Priest Li.

Then...Master Li, where did you go?

Taoist Priest Ma stiffened his body, slowly turned around, and looked in the direction the other Taoist priests were looking.

Then he saw—

In the huge formation on the ground, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

There was still a happy smile on his face, as if he had achieved his plan.

The night wind gently blew up his scattered hair, but it could not blow away his blood-soaked robes.

Blood flowed from the old Taoist priest's heart to the ground, turning the entire land in the formation black and red.

The mysterious pattern formation still remained on the ground, but the person who drew the formation had stopped breathing.

At that moment, Master Ma's pupils constricted, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

For hundreds of years, the Taoist priest Li, who has been regarded as a symbol of Taoism and highly respected by all Taoist priests, actually...

Riding on a crane to the west.

But, how is that possible?

Is it the ghost? The one who killed Taoist Priest Li?

"Master Li... Grandmaster..."

Taoist Priest Ma felt as if he was in a daze and he staggered to the ground.

When everyone in the program crew saw this scene clearly, they were also stunned.

Although they are all ordinary people, thanks to the fact that Yan Shixun was born in Haiyun Temple and the program has given them many opportunities to come into contact with special departments, they all roughly know the status of Taoist Li in Haiyun Temple and know that this Taoist is the strongest in the world.

For such a person, they have always subconsciously felt that he will not die, will live forever, and support the world for everyone.

But I never expected...

Bai Shuang and the others' eyes suddenly turned red, and some even cried uncontrollably.

The Taoist priests could not suppress their sadness and could not bear to see such a scene, so they turned their faces away and refused to watch any more.

After a long time, a Taoist priest sniffed, raised his hand and used his sleeve to wipe away the tears on his face that were chilled by the night wind. Then he strode over, grabbed Taoist priest Ma's sleeve and tried to pull him up.

"Get up! Taoist Li is doing this to give us a chance to save Southwest."

The Taoist priest choked up and said, "We can't waste the chance of life that Taoist priest Li has fought for us."

But amid the crying, Taoist Li's eyes suddenly trembled.