"The old donor of the soul has lived a lonely life with hatred. I am afraid only he can know the feeling of such suffering and pain! I think his last words must be that he is afraid that you, like him, will live in hatred and be unable to extricate yourself.
!”
Master Han Kong paused and then said: "In that day's battle, if Old Donor Hun had struck out the final blow, we would have perished immediately, but he himself would also have been burned cleanly by the hell karma fire, and he will live forever.
He couldn't enter reincarnation. Fortunately, the golden bird still had some intelligence and saved him and us at the last moment."
The joints between Hun Xiaotian's fingers were pinched to a pale white color, and hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. Master Han Kong did not disturb his mood. After a moment, Hun Xiaotian asked again: "Master, my father and I
How is your father doing now?"
Master Han Kong sighed: "I have buried their two bodies in front of Xuanyuan Hall in Qiwu Mountain, so don't worry about this.
However, the two of them have used their soul contract, and now they are afraid that they will not be able to enter reincarnation for three lives, and they will have to endure the pain of the ten hells."
Master Han Kong sighed: "Hey, everyone in the world says that demons are scary, but the common people don't know that the greed of the human heart is the most terrifying thing in the world!"
The room couldn't calm down. After a long time, Little Talent Hun spoke up and said: "Master monk, thank you... thank you for burying my father and grandfather, and for telling me this. I don't hate you very much anymore."
Already."
"Amitabha."
"After today, I will live in seclusion in the mountains and never care about worldly affairs again. If there is anything I can do to help you today, I will do my best."
After saying that, he took out an old booklet from his arms and said: "Now that your heart is blocked, your future cultivation will be thousands of times more difficult for ordinary people. I have a Buddhist secret book here. Study it carefully and it will be helpful to you in the future."
It will help.”
Hun Xiaotian was surprised: "Buddhist secrets? Why did you pass it to me so easily?" Looking at the booklet in his hand, Hun Xiaotian did not take it immediately, but asked the question in his heart.
Master Han Kong said: "People in the world say you are demons, but in fact you are the real sufferers! I came and left empty-handed with this technique, and the bad blood between the sects is no longer relevant to me.
It’s important.”
He hesitated for a moment, but finally took it and put it into his arms gratefully.
"Today, I originally planned to die in the hands of the little benefactor, which would lessen the cruelty in your heart and my sins would be lighter. But the kindness of the little benefactor exceeded my imagination. I can rest assured in the future.
The ancient scrolls and broken lamps have ended this life."
He stood up, as if he had put down a heavy burden. He was extremely relaxed. Just as he was about to walk towards the door, he suddenly thought of something again and said: "Also, if you want to untie the golden thread in your body,
Queyu, I think Nanhai is a good place to go!"
"South China Sea?"
"Yes, I have lived for such a long time. Although I cannot reach the sky and the earth, I have some understanding of various techniques. As far as I know, there is no magic that can be effective for your injury. Only the mysterious South China Sea.
It’s still hard for people to understand.”
"I remember it, thank you Master."
Remembering that he had taken Egong's body away, he must have seen Ning'er's sister, so he hurriedly asked: "And Master, have you ever seen a woman about the same size as me in that cave?
Master Han Kong's expression changed and he said, "She is not in danger. If you are destined to meet her, you will meet her!"
"Great monk!"
Just as Hun Xiaotian was about to ask in detail, Master Fakong had already opened the firewood door. A ray of moonlight fell on his body. With a creak, the door was closed, and the world inside the house fell into silence again.
Hun Xiaotian's hand stopped in the air, and Master Han Kong just walked out.
What happened to Sister Ning'er? Why did Monk Fakong say this? Hun Xiaotian looked at the world outside the bamboo window, his thoughts were confused.
Soon after, he finally calmed down. He slowly sat up cross-legged with his legs crossed, hugged the original nature with his hands, and slowly absorbed the power of the pill. He wanted to get better as soon as possible.
…
"It's not good."
In the early morning, a panicked voice broke the silence of this small mountain village.
Hun Xiaotian opened his eyes and exhaled a puff of white air from his mouth. After this night of conditioning, the pain in his body was significantly relieved. That pill was indeed extraordinary.
Pushing open the chai door, the fresh mountain breeze blew on his face, making Hun Xiaotian feel a burst of comfort.
In front of you is an ordinary farmyard. A low fence wall is covered with green plants. There are some dry firewood piled in the corner of the wall. A few chickens and ducks are plowing the rice in the cage.
The little yellow dog crawled at the door. He looked up and didn't bark. He lowered his head to his paws and fell asleep again.
Outside the courtyard, there were three or two people dressed as villagers, hurriedly following the sound and running towards the playground at the entrance of the village.
At this moment, a thin and beautiful figure turned a corner and almost bumped into his arms. Their eyes met and both of them were stunned for a moment.
Although the girl in front of her is not very beautiful, she has delicate eyebrows and fair skin, which can be regarded as the style of Xiaojiabiyu. She is wearing ordinary coarse clothes that have been washed very clean. At this time, she is holding something that looks like a fire stick in her hand. She has a pair of
His eyes flickered a few times, and he said awkwardly: "You, why did you get up?"
Hun Xiaotian also smiled awkwardly: "You, you are Miss Xiangying... I feel much better, so I will come down and take a walk."
Xiangying groaned, not knowing how to answer his words. She rolled her eyes a few times, with a trace of embarrassment appearing on her face.
Hun Xiaotian thought of the conversation between the three of them yesterday and did not criticize her. He was saved by the people in front of him and was grateful. No matter whether they would drive him away today, he would not blame them.
At this moment, a villager in his forties or fifties opened the courtyard door, and Xiangying immediately greeted him: "Dad, what happened?"
The village man was stunned when he saw Hun Xiaotian in the courtyard, and he twisted his eyebrows to show a hint of displeasure. He ignored Hun Xiaotian and said to Xiangying: "They said your uncle might have been killed."
.”
"What?"
Yan Xiangying was stunned, unable to believe her ears, and turned to look at Hun Xiaotian aside.
Hun Xiaotian was also shocked. The old man was obviously bitten to death. The wounds were very obvious. How could he be blamed?
The village man looked at Hun Xiaotian and said, "Baby, where are you from? What's your name? Did you do it?"
Hun Xiaotian said firmly: "I didn't kill the person, he was bitten to death. I just didn't save him." This chapter has been completed!