Chapter 444 Master Chang Yuan passed away
“Little monk, I am going to leave for a moment.”
Chang Kong just bent down and picked up Feng Ming, who had turned into a small beast, and heard I heard it for a long time The voice said, "Wait a moment, Feng Ming will take you away, you can go directly to the demon world!"
"Shi Donor..."
Hearing Shi Jiu's words, Chang Kong subconsciously He took a few steps towards Tokijiu.
"Master Changkong, the master known to the heavens has left the Mirror Valley..."
Seeing Changkong raise his feet, Feng Ming showed his paws and scratched his hand a few times.
Then, he jumped on his shoulder and whispered: "You can't be exposed in front of those people yet."
Now, the master's biggest weakness is this Master Chang Kong.
He must protect him!
"Is Shi Donor in danger?"
Hearing Feng Ming's words, Chang Kong's feet that he had just lifted fell down again.
Now, he does not have the strength to stand by the donor’s side!
“Woof woof woof~”
When asked by Master Chang Kong, Feng Ming held his head high and called out several times proudly.
His master is the God of Time! ?
There is no such person in heaven who has the ability to hurt his master.
“Little monk, don’t worry.”
Shijiu tilted his head and chuckled, “This god is just...”
“Go to heaven and get something that can restore your health. Something for your eyes!”
Saying that, Shijiu held up the Hunshang Umbrella, licked his red lips, and disappeared into Xiangyun Temple in an instant.
"Dad..."
Liu Yueci sighed and said to Liu Shingming: "Let's go back."
Has my sister left already... …
“Amitabha.”
Seeing Shijiu disappear in an instant, Chang Yuan twisted the Buddhist string and subconsciously recited the Buddha's name.
After reading, when he looked in the direction of Chang Kong, he realized...
Chang Kong also disappeared into Xiangyun Temple.
Disappearing together were the staff and Buddha string that had just been taken away by Wu Xin.
“Cough cough cough cough…”
When Chang Yuan saw it, he couldn't help it and coughed violently. "Master!?"
Seeing the blood spilling from the corner of Chang Yuan's mouth, Wu Xin's expression suddenly changed and he shouted loudly: "Master, what's wrong with you!?"
"Brother Abbot!?"
The monks guarding the temple saw Chang Yuan vomiting blood and quickly ran to his side and helped him sit on the futon in the main hall.
"Brother Abbot..."
A monk checked Chang Yuan's pulse and his pupils shrank suddenly.
"Uncle, how is master?"
Wuxin asked worriedly as he looked at his uncle's expression that changed instantly.
"Enlighten your heart..."
Chang Yuan sat cross-legged on the futon, with pale lips, he smiled peacefully at Wu Xin, "You must listen to the teachings of all the masters and uncles..."
"Xiangyun Temple... Lao Na I leave it to you..."
"Teacher Father..."
"Brother Abbot!"
Hearing Chang Yuan's words, the disciples in the temple reacted instantly and sat on their knees on the ground, twisting the Buddhist strings, their eyes full of sadness, and they remained silent. He looked at the abbot master who looked pale.
"My hands are stained with blood, and I have no face to face the master..."
Chang Yuan's dim eyes saw his hands stained with blood, and he slowly lowered his head.
"Master..."
Wuxin's eyes were slightly red, and he opened his mouth, but found that he could not make a sound.
"Brother Abbot..."
The monk who took Chang Yuan's pulse felt his brother's breath with trembling hands...
"Brother Abbot... passed away."
The monk endured the grief in his heart and shouted loudly With a sound, he sat cross-legged in front of Chang Yuan, twirling Buddha strings and chanting the rebirth mantra.
When everyone in the temple heard the news, they also sat cross-legged on the ground, closed their eyes tightly, twisted Buddha strings, and recited the rebirth mantra.
“Amitabha...”
After hearing the news, the pilgrims in Xiangyun Temple also clasped their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name outside the main hall.
(End of this chapter)