Eternal Sword

Chapter 716 The soul returns to its hometown
Chen Tang stared at Emperor Wu and his companions in a daze, at a loss. For a moment, he could not accept what he saw.

The Martial Emperor, the Zen Sect, the Sword Sect, the Evil Emperor, and the Demon Lord have all left.

The fat old man also passed away.

Their departure also means the end of the once magnificent and glorious era of the Nine Sects.

why?
Why is the upper limit of lifespan in this world only one hundred and twenty years?

There was once a legend in the three states of the East China Sea that a god broke through the void and flew away.

The three sacred artifacts were left behind by the three gods.

Through the Congyun Sword, Chen Tang deduced that the so-called god was at the level of a Grand Master in the Transformation Realm, or a Taoist Master who returned to the Void Realm.

If we say that the realm of transformation was deduced and created by Emperor Wu later.

Those three people who broke through the void and ascended to heaven were most likely from outside the domain, just like Dao Zong.

But the three of them can ascend to heaven when they reach the state of transformation?

Even if Emperor Wu and others joined forces, and Emperor Wu even condensed the Dharma image of heaven and earth, they were still unable to break the void.

Is it just because Dao Zong and others are from outside the domain?

Chen Tang couldn't figure it out.

I'm afraid only Dao Zong can explain all the answers.

"Amitabha."

Abbot Benguang of Xinping Zen Temple came up with the monks who stayed in the temple, chanted Buddhist mantras, and said, "Donor Chen, please cremate Master Liaokong here, and we monks will chant sutras for him to be reborn."

Chen Tang looked at Zen Zong's old face and couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met Zen Zong. It seemed as if it was just yesterday.

"Donor Chen?"

Master Benguang saw Chen Tang in a daze and called out to him again.

Chen Tang came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and nodded.

Zen Buddhism spent the rest of his life at Wujiang Mountain. Cremating him and scattering his ashes in the mountains might be the best destination for him.

"I'm going to take Grandpa back to Nanxia."

Ye Yushi said.

Chen Tang nodded absentmindedly without saying anything.

Ye Yushi felt a little worried.

She had never seen Chen Tang like this before, lost and distraught, with dull eyes and lifeless look.

She said softly: "The dead are gone, but the living are like this. You should take care of yourself and don't forget the trust these elders have placed in you."

Chen Tang's heart trembled, and a glimmer of light returned to his eyes.

Ye Yushi breathed a sigh of relief.

The dead demon stepped forward, picked up the body of the demon lord with both hands, and said, "I will take the master back."

Chen Tang nodded.

Qifu Qin seemed to have thought of something and secretly sent a message to Qin Xi.

Qin Xi frowned, thought for a moment, and then stepped forward and said, "Chen Tang, I'll take my father's body back."

As he spoke, Qin Xi walked towards Emperor Wu's body.

"Roar!"

Shanjun was seriously injured and could hardly move, but he always stayed beside Emperor Wu's body.

Seeing that Qin Xi wanted to move Emperor Wu's body, the tiger immediately raised his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he let out a threatening growl from deep in his throat, staring at Qin Xi coldly.

"You beast..."

Qifu Qin couldn't help but curse loudly.

"What did you say!"

Chen Tang's eyes narrowed, and murderous intent surged.

"What if I call it a beast?"

Seeing that the strong men around him were either dead or injured, including the seriously injured Chen Tang, none of them posed any threat to him, Qifu Qin couldn't help but feel more confident. He snorted coldly, "His Royal Highness Qin Xi is the closest to His Majesty among the people here. He will collect the bodies for His Majesty. How can this beast have the right to make decisions?"

Qifu Qin kept calling Chen Tang a beast. It was obvious that he was scolding the tiger, but in fact he was also scolding Chen Tang.

"Deserves to be killed!"

Chen Tang uttered two words.

The 'Wan Gu' that was originally inserted not far in front of him seemed to have spirituality. It sensed his intention and broke out of the ground directly.

There was no sight of Chen Tang raising his hand to draw his knife.

I saw a flash of cold light in the air.

Immediately afterwards, there was a shrill scream!

"what!"

An arm covered in blood flew high into the air.

Qifu Qin covered the wound on his broken arm, fled down the mountain like a flash, and soon disappeared.

Chen Tang was breathing slightly.

The previous blow almost exhausted all his strength.

After all, he was seriously injured, and Qifu Qin was a master.

The knife failed to kill it.

Chen Tang's eyes turned and fell on Qin Xi, his face expressionless.

Qin Xi suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Chen Tang's eyes seemed to be able to see through his thoughts!
"Father just left, and you, are you going to kill me?"

Qin Xi's voice trembled a little.

Chen Tang said coldly: "Don't think I can't guess what you are up to."

Emperor Wu had already died, but Qifu Qin and his men still wanted to use his body to continue to gather their old subordinates and achieve their own ambitions.

Qin Xi seemed to want to argue a few more words, but when her eyes met Chen Tang's, she avoided his gaze out of guilt.

"roll!"

Chen Tang shouted softly.

Qin Xi felt as if he had been pardoned. He swallowed his saliva and ran towards the back, even forgetting to beg for mercy from Minglan.

When Kou Zhenshan, Xu Ling and other former members of the Wu Dynasty saw this scene, they had complicated expressions and sighed.

For a moment, everyone was at a loss as to what to do.

Do you still want to continue following His Highness Qin Xi to fight for supremacy in the world?
They are all old and really can't do anything.

His Majesty has gone.

If I follow what Your Majesty said and find a place to live out my life in peace and stability, it might not be a bad idea.

Chen Tang did not forget the Emperor's last words. He looked at Kou Zhenshan, Xu Ling and the others and said, "If you don't want to stay in Shenzhou, I will give you a place to go. You can go there on your own."

Some of these former members of the Wu Dynasty chose to follow Qin Xi and leave.

Some people also came to Chen Tang.

Kou Zhenshan and Xu Ling were conflicted.

In fact, they didn't want to continue fighting.

The moment His Majesty passed away, both of them became completely hopeless, and the idea of ​​restoring the country seemed no longer important.

They are all old, how many years can they live?

Xu Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "I'd better go with you, Brother Kou. I know you've been fed up with it for a long time. Let's say goodbye now and see you in the rivers and lakes."

"At our age, if we part ways now, will we have a chance to meet again?"

Kou Zhenshan smiled and said, "I'll go back with you too. We old brothers are together, whether we live or die, we'll be together."

Both made their choices.

At this moment, the tiger staggered, holding Emperor Wu's body in its mouth, as if trying to stand up.

"Are you going to take Master back with you?"

Chen Tang seemed to see what Shanjun was thinking and asked.

The tiger wanted to take Emperor Wu back to the Three Thousand Snow Mountains and bury him there.

There, countless heroic spirits of the Wu Dynasty are buried.

With the company of these old subordinates, Emperor Wu would not feel lonely.

The tiger nodded slightly. However, it was too badly injured, and it was extremely difficult for it to stand up now, let alone carry a person back to the Three Thousand Snow Ridge.

Chen Tang quickly took out the blood bodhi from the porcelain jar, stuffed it into the tiger's mouth without further ado, and said, "Eat it, and you can go back."

After taking the blood bodhi, the mountain tiger was indeed refreshed and seemed to have recovered a lot of strength. He looked much better.

Chen Tang placed Emperor Wu's body on the tiger's back.

After a slight hesitation, he placed the Evil Emperor's body on the tiger and tied it up with straps.

The Evil Emperor once harbored resentment towards the Martial Emperor.

But decades later, all these grudges have finally been put aside.

This time, the Evil Emperor did not miss the opportunity and chose to join forces with the Martial Emperor to fight against the Dao Sect.

The two of them did not get what they wanted during their lifetime, so being buried together after death made up for the Evil Emperor's regret.

"Can you do it yourself?"

Chen Tang glanced at the fat old man in his arms and said, "I have to send the old man back to Wusun Country first, and then I will go there to find you."

The tiger nodded somewhat arrogantly, then ran away carrying the bodies of Emperor Wu and Emperor Xie, and it seemed that his injuries were not serious.

Chen Tang waved towards the sky.

After Xiao Jinpeng landed, he hugged the fat old man's body, fell on Xiao Jinpeng, and said weakly: "Let's go to Wusun Kingdom."

Little Golden Peng let out a long roar, and carrying Chen Tang and the fat old man on his back, he turned into a golden light and flew away into the air.

"Let's go too."

Ye Xuan called out to Ye Yushi and went down the mountain.

After walking far away, Ye Xuan looked back with a sad look on his face and felt emotional.

All is past, an era has passed.

After the great battle, only ruins remained on Wujiang Mountain.

The four people, including Xuantian Sect Leader, Yin Queen, Yue Wuxin and Linglan Zhenjun, died, and Lu Li's life or death was unknown. Seeing that the situation was not good, Sun Lingxiu, Lu Xun and Lingbao High Priest fled in advance.

After this battle, the Xuantian Sect was almost destroyed and existed in name only.

But as long as Dao Zong is not dead, Xuantian Sect can revive and make a comeback at any time!

And most of the nine sects in the world perished.

This means that without the nine sects checking and suppressing each other, the entire world will be in chaos!

On the top of the General Mountain.

The soldiers brought by the Murong and Yuwen families dispersed and returned to their respective territories.

The old members of the Wu Dynasty have also left.

Some people went to the Qingzhou coast according to the address Chen Tang left them, preparing to take a boat out to sea to find Donglaizhou.

At night, only the monks from Xinping Zen Temple were left on Wujiang Mountain, sitting around Zen Buddhism and chanting scriptures.

This fire has been burning from noon till now.

The Zen master sat cross-legged in the firelight, and even the flames could not burn him!
Many monks were amazed.

Abbot Benguang understood the reason and asked the monks to continue chanting sutras to pray for the souls to be reborn.

When one reaches the highest level of cultivation, even if one dies, the flesh and bones will still be shrouded in Buddhist Zen and will not be easily damaged in a short period of time.

As time goes by, the Zen in the body gradually dissipates, and the flames can burn the Zen.

At night, Zen's body gradually burned and merged with the flames, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

At this moment, there was a slight movement coming from the ruins nearby.

Someone stood up staggeringly, attracted by the firelight, turned his head and stared at the fire, lost in thought.

Lu Li was injured by the Demon Lord, his mind was broken, and he almost died.

It was not until this moment that I came to my senses.

"Abbot, look..."

The monks looked nervous.

After all, he was once the left protector of Xuantian Sect, Yuanying Zhenjun.

Just use a few flying swords and kill them all in a flash!

Abbot Benguang looked calm and just shook his head.

If the left protector of Xuantian Sect had murderous intentions, it would be useless even if they resisted.

Let her be.

Abbot Benguang continued to lead the monks in chanting sutras for the Zen sect to pray for the souls of the dead.

As the stars moved and the moon set, the sky darkened and the fire gradually died down.

Zen's body had disappeared, leaving only a pile of ashes, which were blown away by the wind and scattered across the Wujiang Mountain.

Lu Li's whole body trembled, and his originally confused eyes gradually regained their brightness, and he walked towards Abbot Benguang.

The monks looked at Lu Li with a hint of fear and uneasiness in their eyes.

But when Lu Li arrived in front of Abbot Benguang, he knelt down directly, clasped his hands together, and said, "I would like to convert to Buddhism. Please shave my head for me."

The monks were stunned.

Abbot Ben Guang also breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, saying, "Good, good."

The black hair falls, cutting off the past.

From now on, there is no more Lu Li in the world, only the nun Lechen.

Liaochen did not stay in Xinping Zen Temple. After being ordained, he left and wandered around aimlessly.

Not long after, they arrived at the seaside of Qingzhou.

There is an abandoned temple here, called Prajna Temple.

Liaochen then settled down in this temple.

On this day, a middle-aged couple came to the temple.

The woman was pregnant and looked like she was about to give birth. She was unable to continue her journey, so she temporarily stayed at the Prajna Temple.

"Oh, it's all my fault. I frightened you here."

The middle-aged man sighed, his tone full of guilt.

"It's not your fault."

The woman did not blame them, and said, "Who could have thought that a war would suddenly break out in Qingzhou? Those two men were so powerful that they could actually fight with a dragon."

"Those two are the strongest men in the world. They killed the dragon together!"

The middle-aged man said, "Alas, the blood of the real dragon fell and dripped on you, scaring you. For the past six months, you have always had nightmares and have not been able to rest well. You have worked really hard."

"Actually, it's not really a nightmare."

The woman said, "I always dream of purple air entering my stomach. Maybe it's a good thing."

After that, the woman became a little worried again and said, "It's just that I always wake up from my dreams during this period, and I'm worried that something will happen to the child."

"Don't worry, I'm sure everything will be fine!"

The middle-aged man comforted.

A few days later, the sound of a baby crying was heard in the main hall of Prajna Temple.

Lechen, who was sitting quietly in the backyard, seemed to notice something and suddenly opened his eyes.

He saw purple air descending from the sky above the hall. He couldn't help but look surprised and quickly stood up and walked towards the front of the hall.

Soon, they arrived at the main hall.

I saw that the woman had just given birth to a fetus. The middle-aged man held the baby in his arms, but his brows were furrowed and his expression was ugly. He didn't even notice Chen's appearance.

"Hold it here and let me see it."

The woman was quite weak, but she was still thinking about her child and urged the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the child.

When the woman took it and looked at it, her face changed, she screamed, and subconsciously threw the child aside.

Lechen's figure flashed, he reached out and picked up the child, and looked at him carefully.

I saw this child with purple aura entering the courtyard, with dragon rhinoceros on his forehead and hair, as if he had dragon horns, with the left horn being the sun and the right horn being the moon.

The upper body is long and the lower body is short, the eyes are outward-looking, and the lines on the palm of the hand resemble the character "王".

Even black scales appeared on the body, but soon disappeared!
No wonder the woman was so frightened at the birth of such a strange-looking and extremely ugly monster.

Liaochen pondered for a moment and said, "This child is not an ordinary person. If you two trust him, I will raise him for you two."

(End of this chapter)