Chapter 222 Master’s Gift
The figures in the hall flickered.
Chen Huangpi looked at him, but for a moment he couldn't see his master's face clearly.
But he can feel it.
The master is in a very bad condition now, with fatigue in his eyes that cannot be concealed.
"Master, are you going to drive me away?"
Chen Huangpi asked softly: "I am very sad and heartbroken. I know that if I leave, I won't be able to come back for a long time, but this is my home. I don't want to leave."
The master didn't say anything.
He just stared at Chen Huangpi in a daze.
I don’t know how much time passed.
The master spoke slowly, but the first sentence made Chen Huangpi burst into tears.
"Huang Pi'er, the master is old and useless."
"No, Master, you are not old. You are the Taoist master, the most powerful master in the world."
Chen Huangpi broke down in tears. He really wanted to rush into the main hall, throw himself into his master's arms like he did when he was a child, and tell him about the grievances in his heart.
But he couldn't do it anymore.
The divine light of the brass oil lamp has completely burned out.
There was no longer any strength left to send him into the hall.
The master and the disciple were separated only by the door of the main hall, but this door was an insurmountable barrier. No matter how great Chen Huangpi's abilities or willpower were, he could not step out.
The unborn Huang Tian is also heaven.
But the Taoist master who is about to die is still the Taoist master.
If the master is unwilling, Chen Huangpi can't do it.
"I, the teacher, don't want this either."
The master sighed and said, "When the world changed, I knew this day would come."
Chen Huangpi asked, "Is it because the formation is incomplete?"
Three thousand immortals serve as the center of the formation.
But in reality, there is one missing.
Previously, he entered his master's Dantian world.
There is a ancestral temple in the Dantian world. It is a false world during the day and a real world at night.
One true and one false, or one yin and one yang, correspond exactly to Jingxian Temple and Zhenxian Temple.
There are three thousand immortals’ spirit tablets in the real world.
There are three thousand statues of gods in the false world.
Regardless of whether it is the real world or the fake world, the number of three thousand is missing one.
The missing statue is the statue of Guangmu Shangshen, which is also the mutated statue.
Chen Huangpi didn't know which immortal's spiritual seat was missing.
Chen Huangpi felt that it was precisely because of this incomplete formation that his master had to plan from the very beginning to send him out of the Shiwan Mountains and go to the outside world openly. The reason why the Shiwan Mountains underwent such earth-shaking changes was because the formation was about to become ineffective.
The formation is to suppress the dead sky.
When the master unites with the heaven, isn't he also suppressing himself?
"The master of the Tao, once he attains enlightenment, he attains enlightenment forever."
The master spoke again, "The so-called past and future, all around, are as clear as the lines on the palm of your hand. However, there is no perfect thing in the world, nor is there a perfect person. Most things go against our wishes, and most things are not what we want."
"Master has long known that the formation is doomed to be incomplete."
"But the Master doesn't care."
"Eighteen thousand years is too long, Huangpier."
At this point, the master suddenly laughed: "You have always been by my side, so you don't feel the horror of time. For you, every year is like this day. I have also thought that it would be good to be like this, and be a seven or eight-year-old child for the rest of your life."
"But there is no parent in this world who doesn't want to see their children grow up."
Listen to the master slowly speaking out his thoughts.
Chen Huangpi couldn't help but ask, "Master, the reason why I suddenly started to grow up and could practice cultivation was also arranged by you?"
The master said, "Yes, because I am really old, I have to make more plans for you. Otherwise, when I am not around, you will be surrounded by wolves and tigers, and you will be in danger at any moment."
all the time.
Chen Huangpi thought he could practice.
It was because the Taoist priest in white robe, also known as the Second Master, threw himself into the iron pot to stew, and accidentally broke some kind of restriction on himself, causing the black smoke to come out.
From then on, he was able to practice and his body grew faster and faster.
But now it seems that it was the master who was silently arranging all the funeral affairs.
These arrangements for this funeral have been made a long time ago, so long ago that when Chen Huangpi was still an egg and was hunted to the fairyland by the evil foreign insects from Taixu, they must have been arranged. Even if it wasn't that early, it was not far off.
"I understand, Master."
Chen Huangpi clenched his fists and said reluctantly, "I will leave the Shiwan Mountains. I will grow up quickly and become your pride. But Master, can you not die?"
Say one thousand, preach ten thousand.
No matter how strong Chen Huangpi's cultivation is.
How majestic it is outside.
But what he cared about most was his master's life and death.
The evil man promised Chen Huangpi that he would tell him a way to save his master, but he broke his promise.
The four masters are all a certain aspect of the master.
Chen Huangpi felt that if his master was sober, he would definitely not lie to him.
The master smiled and said, "Silly child, how could I bear to lie to you? You haven't grown up yet. Even if the old world is replaced by the new one, it will still be more than 500 years away. Just go and do what you want to do and practice the skills that I will teach you. When we meet again, it will be a new world."
Chen Huangpi asked, "Can you really do whatever you want?"
"Why not?"
"Then I'm going to cause trouble for the evil man! I hate it so much!" "You, you."
The master shook his head and said, "I know what you are thinking, but an evil person is an evil person, and I am your master. Whether you want to cause trouble to it or want to kill it, that is your business. But with your limited ability, what can you do to fight it?"
"Jiuli Zhong! And Dong Zhen!"
Chen Huangpi said without hesitation: "Master, I have watched you since you were a child..."
"Ok?"
"Look at you showing off your power!"
Chen Huangpi quickly changed his words, saying guiltily: "But I am different. I am your most beloved disciple, the only heir to Jingxian Temple. Those things will be passed down to me sooner or later..."
"Good things should be done sooner rather than later..."
"Jiuli Bell is still in the past, as for Dongzhen."
The master pondered for a moment and said, "When you were very young, I sent that sword to the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty. If you want it, you have to go get it yourself."
The shadow of Dongzhen’s sword was left in Chen Huangpi’s Dongxu magic sword.
Once upon a time, Yi Qingzhou went back in time and saw Dong Zhen killing towards the north, which was suspected to be the location of the Daqian Immortal Dynasty.
Chen Huangpi also asked his master for it several times.
But it was not until now that the master told him clearly where Dong Zhen had gone.
However, Chen Huangpi was very unwilling.
He worked so hard for so long, but now he can't even go home for a long time.
A person was out there making his own way, and when he left, he didn't even have a single treasure.
If this gets out, people will laugh at you.
Chen Huangpi was indignant and said, "You won't give me this, and you won't give me that. Master, what should I do if I get bullied?"
"Yes, you are pure-minded and innocent."
The master said seriously: "And you have no ulterior motives. If others want to bully you, it's as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. What about the Shadow of Yama, the Nine Nether God Lamp, and your skills? They are more sinister than human nature..."
"Well, I'm not that naive."
Chen Huangpi blushed after hearing this, knowing that he would not be able to get any treasure from his master.
Oh, actually I don’t want it that much.
Without that sword and that broken clock, I can still show off my power in the outside world.
"Master, if that's the case, then I'm really leaving."
The master nodded.
"Master, I'm really leaving."
"Master!!!"
Chen Huangpi felt bitter, but he was actually reluctant to leave and didn't want to show off in public.
He knew that his master could not give him those two things.
He said this on purpose, otherwise, why didn't he want the Nine Dragons Refining Heaven Furnace?
Thinking of this, Chen Huangpi could not help but kneel down and kowtowed heavily: "Master, you have to take good care of yourself. When I am not around, you have to eat on time. If you miss me, write me a letter and let the evil spirits deliver it to me."
"Master, I will miss you..."
Tap, tap, tears fell on the bluestone steps like rain.
Chen Huangpi kept muttering to himself.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Chen Huangpi felt a little relieved and was about to stand up from the ground with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
But look up.
He then saw his master's face becoming clearer.
A white Taoist robe also appeared.
It was the second master who asked to eat raw tangerine peel every day!
Chen Huangpi said: "Second Master!!!"
The old Taoist in white robe had a cruel look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just stretched out his skinny hand, and when he turned his palm over, a blood-red flame began to burn.
The Kidney Temple is home to the Demonic Tree, and the Liver Temple is home to the Lord of Little Red Sky.
This blood-colored flame was transformed by the Lord of Little Red Sky.
The old Taoist in white robe blew at the flame, and the fire seemed to be wrapped by some kind of power and slowly floated in front of Chen Huangpi.
Boom, boom, boom! ! ! !
The liver temple that had long been built in Chen Huangpi's body began to vibrate.
This is the gift that the Taoist priest in white robe gave to Chen Huangpi.
Then, green mist filled the sky!!!
That cruel gaze also became cold and ruthless.
"Third Master!!!"
"Master said that he would give you a way to protect yourself."
The old Taoist in green robe said indifferently: "Now it's time to fulfill your promise, take it!"
Go ahead, the old Taoist in green robe pointed his sword.
Even though they were separated by the hall, Chen Huangpi could clearly feel that Third Master's finger was pointing at the center of his eyebrows, or in other words, at his true appearance.
That's a light!
The cyan light was dim and obscure, without any power or extraordinaryness.
It looks like a brand.
Chen Huangpi looked inside for a moment, but could not see any clues.
But when he shifted his focus and looked towards the hall.
There was only fog in the hall, and there was no trace of the Third Master.
"Where's the Master?"
Chen Huangpi said: "Doesn't he have anything to give me?" (End of this chapter)