Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Die Without Regrets
Utanhua went to Aoyou again with his thoughts.
Ao You lay on the collapse, closing his eyes, and holding the broken dragon horn in his hand tightly.
The two of them stood in front of him with a serious expression, Ao Lin and Mu Fusheng.
Ao Lin has been recuperating in the Demon Mountain for two days, and his body has been much better. His originally gray beard has a faint silver luster.
Seeing Utanhua come in, he said, "Demon Emperor, you rescued me from Ruoming. Now, I owe you a favor. You have great powers and have the help of Buddha. I want to come here.
There is no place to do anything to do.”
Youtanhua raised his eyebrows.
Mu Fusheng folded his hands together and said bluntly: "Amitabha, this old senior, Ao You are a member of the Dragon Clan. I believe you know his current situation better. Can you save him?"
"I'm just about to talk about this," Ao Lin stroked his beard and sat down aside. "I guess I can only help Ao You. But he is just a disciple of the Dragon Clan, and he was already broken.
A dragon horn is useless. If I don’t want to help him, how can I stay with Demon Emperor? Can I still walk out of the Demon Mountain alive?"
Utanhua sat down opposite Ao Lin and said disdainfully: "Ao Lin, do you take yourself too seriously? I just take it as you do. If you dare to block my way at that time, I will kill me.
You will never hesitate.”
Speaking of this, she seemed a little tired, rubbed her forehead and said, "If you don't want to save Ao You, so let's go out as soon as possible. The Demon Mountain is not a charity."
Mu Fusheng stepped forward to give Youtanhua a smooth breath.
Then he stood in front of Ao Lin, bowed deeply, and said, "Senior Ao, can you point out a clear way so that the young monk can give it a try?"
Ao Lin was shocked and quickly stood up and helped Mu Fusheng up.
Could the worship of a Buddhist son be a big deal to make his life?
"Son of Buddha, no, no." Ao Lin knelt down at Mu Fusheng.
Mu Fusheng quickly pulled Ao Lin up again, but Ao Lin stubbornly knelt on the ground and refused to get up.
"Son of Buddha, please listen to me. It is already a blessing for Ao You to be favored by the Buddha. I have failed to defend the dragon vein of Nanyang and was imprisoned by Ruoming for more than 300 years and have no face to return.
Dragon clan.”
Ao Lin wiped his tears and said, "I have never had a son. Now I have recognized Ao You as my adopted son. I hope that the Buddhist son can take care of Ao You in the future."
Mu Fusheng and Youtanhua were both stunned and looked at Ao Lin in disbelief.
Why did Ao Lin mean to entrust an orphan at the end of his life?
Is he going to exchange his life for Ao You?
Ao Lin continued: "The Demon Emperor is a straightforward person. If the Demon Emperor forced me to save Ao You today, I might not have been as I wished, and I would have just killed myself. I would have no regrets if I died."
Mu Fusheng was shocked and said, "Senior Ao, what do you mean?"
Ao Lin walked to Ao You's bed and said solemnly: "I will spend three days to reshape Ao You's bloodline. After three days, Ao You will become the 37th generation disciple of the Dragon Clan, inheriting Lao's mantle and guarding Nanyang.
The dragon vein. And the old can be reincarnated."
Two lines of tears flowed down Ao You's closed eyes.
After a brief speechlessness, Utanhua stood up, raised three fingers to Ao Lin's back, and said, "Nanyang Demon Emperor Youtanhua vows here that he will devote the power of Demon Mountain to help Ao You guard the Dragon Vein of Nanyang and make the Dragon Vein."
If you do not occupy any party, you will let the hundreds of schools of cultivation in Nanyang contend. If there is any violation, the sky will be struck by thunder and fall into the path of pigs and dogs after death."
Ao Lin laughed and said, "Okay! The Demon Emperor is really a heroic demeanor. I will die without regrets!"
Mu Fusheng looked at Youtanhua calmly, and a feeling of care arose in his heart.
As smart as a senior, how can you not know what Senior Ao is worried about?
Now Buddhism is severely damaged, Taoism is weak, and the Demon Mountain is the only one. After being occupied by Buddhism, will the dragon vein repeat the same mistake and be controlled by the Demon Mountain?
Therefore, the senior made a great vow to the heart of Senior Ao.
Mu Fusheng folded his hands together and bowed, "Amitabha, how good is it."