Chapter 245 I Don’t Know, I Can’t Imagine Such a Day (4000 words)
After Xiao Mo entered the Yupu Realm, the Black Dragon Sect's leader Roger came to Kefeng to congratulate him as soon as possible.
Zheng Shanhan and Lou Tai arrived the second time. They were truly happy for their fifth brother.
The Jade Pu state at the age of twenty, let alone whether they had heard of it or not, they didn’t even dare to think about it.
To celebrate Xiao Mo's entry into the upper three realms, Roger invited everyone to a restaurant in a nearby town for a drink.
Xiao Hundun also followed him. After drinking a few bowls of wine, his face turned red and he staggered when he walked.
Three days later, Xiao Mo completely stabilized the Yupu realm, and went to the Black Dragon Sect's main peak to bid farewell to the Sect Master and leave.
The leader of the Black Dragon Sect was not surprised when he knew that Xiao Mo was leaving.
"Now that you have entered the Jade Abrasive Realm, and the quality of your realm is unprecedented for me, no one can kill you as long as you want to leave. But even so, do not underestimate the enemy." Roger patted Xiao Mo's shoulder and warned him earnestly, "Many people die because of carelessness!"
Xiao Mo bowed in return: "Junior understands."
"Good to know." Roger nodded. "Be careful on your way. Say hello to your master for me."
"Thank you for your care during these days, Sect Master. I will take my leave now."
“Be careful on the road!”
After Xiao Mo said goodbye to Roger, he did not fly away from the Black Dragon Sect directly, but came to his brother's courtyard to say goodbye to his two brothers.
Upon hearing that their fifth brother was leaving, Zheng Shanhan and Lou Tai couldn't help but look a little lonely.
"Fifth brother, before you leave, let your second brother and I take you somewhere?" Zheng Shanhan said to Xiao Mo.
"Okay." Xiao Mo agreed.
Half an incense stick later, Xiao Mo came to a barren mountain under the guidance of his two brothers.
There are two tombstones on the barren hill.
"Third Brother - Tomb of Tang Kuang."
"The tomb of my fourth brother, Qian Zhenhao."
However, the tombstone with the words "Tomb of Qian Zhenhao" fell to the ground and did not stand up.
"Originally I only wanted to build a cenotaph for my third brother, but my eldest brother said that death is the end of everything and that death is the end of everything. He also wanted to build a tombstone for my fourth brother."
Loutai looked at Xiao Mo.
"Finally, I discussed it with your eldest brother and let you, the fifth brother, make the decision."
Zheng Shanhan and Lou Tai both knew what happened to the fifth brother in Maple Leaf City. They also knew that the fourth brother wanted to harm the fifth brother, and it was the fifth brother who helped the third brother to get revenge.
So the fifth brother is the most qualified to make this decision.
Looking at the fallen tombstone, Xiao Mo walked forward and set it up: "Big brother is right, death is like the extinguishing of a light. Fourth brother has already paid the price. Let's erect this tombstone for him."
"good."
Zheng Shanhan nodded and took out a jar of wine from his storage bag.
Zheng Shanhan tilted his head back, took a sip, and then passed it to his second and fifth brothers.
After the three brothers each took a sip, Zheng Shanhan poured the remaining wine in front of the tombstone:
"Third brother, the fifth brother has avenged you. You should reincarnate well and see if you can be born into a wealthy family in your next life and live a rich and leisurely life without suffering anymore."
"Old Four, you deserved to be torn apart. I don't know if your spirit is still there in heaven, but we have erected this tombstone for you as a reminder that you once existed in this world."
As he spoke, Zheng Shanhan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and took a deep breath: "You two! Farewell!"
After the worship, Zheng Shanhan and Lou Tai saw Xiao Mo off from the Black Dragon Sect.
At the foot of the Black Dragon Sect mountain, Si Li was already waiting.
As soon as Xiao Hundun saw Xiao Mo, he flew up happily, landed on Xiao Mo's shoulder, and kept rubbing Xiao Mo's neck.
"Big brother, second brother, please stay." Xiao Mo stopped and turned around, "Don't send me off on the road ahead."
Looking at their youngest but most promising fifth brother, Zheng Shanhan and Lou Tai were reluctant to leave. After this separation, they didn't know when they would meet again.
"Fifth brother, you must take good care of yourself. No matter what happens, don't try to be stubborn. Saving your life is the most important thing. As long as you have a green mountain, you will never lack firewood."
"I know," Xiao Mo nodded, "Both brothers should take good care of yourselves."
"Hahaha, your second brother and I will live one day at a time. But one day, if we are gone, you should build a cenotaph for the two of us, right next to the third and fourth brothers." Zheng Shanhan said cheerfully.
"Of course, no problem." Xiao Mo smiled, "But if I'm gone, I'd also like to trouble my elder and second brothers to erect a monument for me there."
"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you talking about." Zheng Shanhan patted Xiao Mo's shoulder, "Don't say those unlucky words. Your second brother and I are waiting for you to become the most powerful cultivator in the Western Regions!"
"Okay!" Xiao Mo bowed solemnly, "Then Fifth Brother will take his leave."
Xiao Mo turned around and walked away.
Si Li pinched the hem of her skirt, trotted after him, and walked beside him.
After the two walked five miles, Si Li couldn't help but ask Xiao Mo: "Sir, why don't you ask where Sister Wang Xin is?"
"No need to ask." Xiao Mo said calmly.
"Sir, you really do trust Sister Wangxin." Si Li sighed, "I heard that the monks from Kongnian Temple are coming to look for Sister Wangxin. They might be going to take her back."
"If you go back, that would be the best."
Xiao Mo ignored it and just looked ahead.
"Migu."
Little Hun Dun turned his head and looked behind him, as if he was looking for the older sister who could understand what he was saying.
At the same time, on the Black Dragon Sect’s guest peak, several monks from the Kongnian Temple were quietly looking at the girl in the courtyard.
"Wangxin greets Uncle Huiyun and all the senior brothers." Looking at everyone, Wangxin clasped his hands together and bowed.
The elder Huiyun of Kongnian Temple and other disciples put their palms together and returned the greeting.
"Wangxin, have you been doing well these past few years since you came down the mountain to travel?" Huiyun said with a smile.
"Uncle Master, everything is fine." Wang Xin said truthfully.
"That's fine." Huiyun nodded. "But Wangxin, we Buddhists are going to hold a Buddhist-Taoist debate and choose a leader from the younger generation. Do you want to come with us?"
Wang Xin lowered his head and thought seriously for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Hui Yun: "Uncle Hui Yun, can I not go back?"
"Forget your heart!"
A monk named Juening stepped forward and said worriedly.
"That Xiao Mo is a demon. Just by him standing there, the bloody aura on him is overwhelming. If you stay with him, you will be infected with that blood-red aura, which will be detrimental to your cultivation!"
"But brother, if it is dyed with his color."
Wangxin blinked at Juening.
"Then I don't care."
Half an hour later.
Xiao Mo and Si Li had already walked thirty miles.
At this moment, Hun Dun, who was lying on Xiao Mo's head, suddenly stood up, meowed happily towards the distance, and flapped his wings happily at Xiao Mo's head.
Immediately afterwards, Chaos flew up and pounced towards the woman in front of him.
Wangxin hugged Hun Dun, rubbed its head gently, and walked towards Xiao Mo step by step.
Finally, the girl stopped in front of Xiao Mo, raised her head, and looked at Xiao Mo with blinking eyes.
"Didn't you go back to Kongnian Temple?" Xiao Mo asked, looking at her clear eyes.
Wang Xin shook his head: "No."
"Didn't they ask you to go back?" Xiao Mo continued to ask.
"Called"
"Then why don't you go back?"
"I want to be by your side."
"You can't stay by my side forever, and I can't always be with you." Xiao Mo sighed softly, "If one day, I am no longer here, what will you do?"
Listening to Xiao Mo's words, Wang Xin lowered his head and thought seriously for a long time.
"I have no idea."
Finally, Wangxin raised his head.
"I can't imagine that day."
At the top of the Black Dragon Sect's main peak, Black Dragon Sect's leader Roger poured a cup of tea for the guest next to him.
Looking at the bald old monk beside him, Roger smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the abbot of Kongnian Temple would come to my small Black Dragon Sect."
"Master Luo, you are too polite. If the Black Dragon Sect is still small, then there are not many large sects in the world."
Xu Jing smiled and took the teacup with both hands.
"And Sect Leader Luo not only didn't blame me for the intrusion of visiting, he even invited me to drink tea. This tea is really good."
"Hahaha, if Master Xu Jing likes it, just take a few pounds back." Roger said generously.
"Hehe, this is so embarrassing." Xu Jing smiled and rubbed his hands, but did not refuse.
This made Roger a little confused.
Did this world-renowned Buddhist master really accept it just like that?
It's not that I can't afford it.
That's right.
Would you mind being polite?
"Abbot, I'm back."
Just when Roger was thinking about how to deal with this master, Huiyun brought the disciples of Kongnian Temple to the outside of the courtyard.
Xu Jing stood up and clasped his hands together before Luo Jie, saying, "Amitabha, Sect Master Luo, thank you for taking care of the disciples of Kongnian Temple these days. We will return to the temple first.
If there is any need for help in the future, Sect Master Luo can send a message to Kongnian Temple. If they can help, Kongnian Temple will certainly provide some assistance."
Roger quickly stood up and returned the greeting, "Thank you, Master Xu Jing."
"You're welcome." Xu Jing smiled, but did not leave immediately.
"Master Xu Jing, is there anything else?" Roger asked puzzledly.
"That." Xu Jing looked at the tea on the table.
Roger: “.”
Half an incense stick later, Xu Jing picked up seven or eight kilograms of tea in his hands and flew away with his disciples, feeling satisfied.
The monks walked in the air, white clouds passed by them, and every step they took took them several miles forward.
"It seems that the girl didn't come back with you." Xu Jing looked at Huiyun and others.
Huiyun also smiled and shook her head: "She can't come back. That girl is always with Xiao Mo and she doesn't want to come back no matter what."
"I guessed it." Xu Jing nodded.
"Abbot," a monk stepped forward and asked, "Are we really not going to take Junior Sister Wangxin back to the temple?"
"Yes, Abbot, it's unbecoming for Wang Xin to follow a disciple of the Demon Sect."
"And Master, Junior Sister follows that Xiao Mo. Not to mention how regrettable it is to miss the Buddhist Debate Conference, Junior Sister has to take care of his daily life all the time. How can she practice Buddhism like this?"
The monks spoke one after another.
They watched Wangxin grow up and treated her like their own sister.
But now, my sister has run away with a man.
It would be fine if he just ran away, but this man is also a demonic man.
They were really worried that something might happen to Wangxin.
"Hahaha"
Xu Jing smiled.
"I know you are worried about Wangxin, but Wangxin is no longer the nine-year-old girl she used to be.
She has grown up and knows what she wants to do.
Besides.
Who says that forgetting one's mind does not involve practicing the Dharma?"
Xu Jing turned around and looked.
In his sight, a hundred miles away, a little girl in a monk's robe followed a man, walking forward step by step.
Xu Jing clasped his hands together, feeling very relieved:
"Isn't she on the path of Buddhism?"
"sulfuric acid!"
"Bang!"
"sulfuric acid!"
From a cave a hundred feet below the Lingbao Pavilion of Wandao Sect, the sound of weapons striking each other could be heard.
Walking down step by step, Xue Kui finally arrived at the deepest part of the cave.
Looking around, in front of Xue Kui was a huge weapon-casting pool, and flowing in the pool was the Emperor's Heart Pulp.
Unlike ordinary magma, the temperature of Emperor's Heart Magma is ten times higher than that of ordinary magma, and every drop of Emperor's Heart Magma contains pure fire spiritual power.
There is a saying among swordsmiths: Emperor's Heart Pulp may not be able to forge immortal weapons, but all immortal weapons must be forged with Emperor's Heart Pulp.
There are several weapons of various shapes and colors placed in the weapon casting pool.
In the very center of the weapon casting pool, there is a Tang Dynasty horizontal sword. It has a slender blade, a simple shape, and is completely black, but it is like an emperor, sitting on the throne of the weapon casting pool, and other weapons can only bow down to it.
This Tang Dynasty sword was given a name two years ago, called "Ran Mo".
At this time, a woman named Qing Yuan was controlling the Emperor's Heart Pulse from a distance, tempering it again and again.
"How long will it take?" Xue Kui asked his best friend.
"It will take at most another three years to wrap it up."
Qing Yuan replied.
"But Xue Kui, you also know that the reason why immortal weapons are called immortal weapons is because of another important thing, that is, the weapon spirit.
However, it would take at least a thousand years for an immortal weapon to naturally develop a spirit.
Otherwise, the ink painting will be incomplete."
"I know." Xue Kui looked at the long sword and liked it more and more. "You don't have to worry about the spirit of the weapon. You just need to be responsible for forging Ran Mo. Thank you for your hard work."
"Hmph, haven't you made me suffer enough?" Qing Yuan said unhappily, "Alright, alright, you've seen the knife, get out of here, I'm going to temper it."
"Okay." Xue Kui patted her big, perky butt. "Big butts are reliable."
"Get out!" Qing Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly as she kicked Xue Kui out.
Half an incense stick later, Xue Kui walked out of the cave and looked at the clear sky.
Just when Xue Kui was about to return to Yexue Peak, she felt a tightness in her chest.
"Cough cough cough"
Xue Kui covered his lips and coughed continuously.
Finally, Xue Kui took out a pill and put it in his mouth, then he slowly calmed down.
"Is it a spirit?"
Looking at the blood on his palm, Xue Kui's mouth curled up.
“Isn’t this already available?”
(End of this chapter)
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