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"Is that person you?"

Chu Chan's heart was filled with longing in tears.

She stared at Li Xiuyuan's clean face in a daze, for fear of forgetting, and wanted to deeply engrave his appearance in her heart.

But she felt increasingly unable to do so. Even her consciousness began to be dazed. She knew that the black and white impermanence on the road to the underworld was summoning herself.

She is leaving.

Her eyes gradually became dark.

The campfire in the camp, the fragmented starlight in the depths of the night sky, the wind in the ears, the sword light and the coldness of the iron armor, all her five senses were slowly disappearing. It seemed as if she was in the boundless darkness, no one or no heaven,

There is no land, and there is no past and future.

"Is it you?"

She saw the two Impermanent Envoy wave to her, and she was really leaving, but she still couldn't bear to leave.

She stretched out her hands tremblingly and groped Li Xiuyuan's face in the darkness: "Is it you? Nebula..."

Her hands suddenly stopped and stayed there.

Li Xiuyuan's eyes flashed with chaos.

He suddenly held the falling and cold hands: "It's me! It's me, it's me... Ling'er!"

"Ling'er!"

Li Xingyun was heartbroken and hugged Chu Chanxin tightly. If he could, he would want to embed her into his body, so that he would never separate forever.

"Sorry! Sorry, sorry..."

"I'm late."

"I'm late!"

"Ling'er, Ling'er, wake up... Tell me what I should do, what I should do!"

He traveled ten years and transformed hundreds of thousands of dead souls.

He didn't want the vast merits that all the Buddhas in the mountain were ashamed of. He just wanted to ask the Buddha in front of the temple for the sake of the Brahma Sea.

He begged the Buddha to return to his previous life.

He finally found Ling'er.

But Ling'er was lying in his arms. Her cold body could no longer feel the temperature in his arms, and she could no longer hear his sincere shouts...

"Ling'er!"

In an instant, endless despair came like boundless night.

In an instant, Li Xingyun raised his head.

There was no more sorrow or joy in his eyes. His eyes were empty, and his five senses were empty.

His whole body was empty.

Entering the door of emptiness with one thought.

He stood up with Chu Chanxin's body in his arms.

The layers of iron armor surrounding him in the Dayan camp saw him stand up and there was no place for the assassin to leave. Countless long axes and scimitars stabbed them one after another.

Li Xingyun did not dodge or resist.

Because these people do not exist in his eyes at all.

It is not in the eyes, it is not in reality. He just walks like this, there is only a road in his eyes, an endless road.

Countless soldiers in the Dayan military camp raised their knives and slashed at them.

Their sword fell down, but strangely passed through Li Xingyun's body. The long axe stabbed, as if it had penetrated the void and stabbed the soldier opposite.

Then it was a tragic thing.

This scene happened in everyone's eyes.

As a result, more and more soldiers of Dayan felt the fear of attacking all over their bodies. They tried without believing in evil to slowly retreating, and finally made a way out as if they had seen a ghost.

The 50,000 elite soldiers of the Dayan Iron Camp, no one dared to cross the line at this moment! Even the white-robed Snow Dragon Cavalry was afraid!

Yan Kaitian stood in the distance, watching the strange things coldly.

For some reason, he had never sensed any fluctuations in his cultivation from the black-clothed assassin, but it made him feel a little afraid.

But it was just a vague fear.

Perhaps it was his own illusion that Yan Kaitian thought so.

He appeared in front of Li Xingyun, ten steps away.

The general who commanded the 50,000 iron-armored elite soldiers of Dayan, would have let the assassin in the middle of the night walk out of the camp calmly, regardless of whether it was spread or not, he should have led his sword to commit suicide.

He looked at Li Xingyun ten steps away and narrowed his eyes.

The spiritual orifice cultivation level was released again, and he slowly raised the word "Bu" and the murderous intent around him became stronger.

...

Li Xingyun paused.

But it was just a pause.

He is no longer the fragile scholar who has been learning the nameless Eleven Swords for several months. He is Li Xingyun, the Zen Master of Nanshan from the future generations.

He wanted to leave with Ling'er, and no one could stop him.

So after he paused a little, he didn't even look at Yan Kaitian, and continued to walk silently with Ling'er in his arms.

Ten steps, five steps, three steps.

When Li Xingyun was only three steps away from Yan Kaitian, Yan Kaitian waved the halberd of Bu character and smashed him at the sky spirit cover.

He only said one sentence: "The Buddha said to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground."

He said to put down the butcher knife.

The big espresso that Yan Kaitian waved suddenly turned into powder.

He said to become a Buddha on the ground.

Yan Kaitian himself sat on the ground with a pale face, his cultivation was completely wiped out, and he didn't even know what was going on. He had to watch Li Xingyun walk past him without any haste.

He wanted to say something, but he saw a camp where food and grass were stored in the distance suddenly burning red lights. Then came the sound of soldiers' riots, the sound of killing shouts, the sound of iron hooves, the sound of escape... All the sounds gathered

The voice of the soldiers coming to report to the camp.

It turned out that Mo Ming personally led Ye Weiyang and Sanqian Buyi City defenders to attack the camp!

Yan Kaitian, who was supported by the white-robed snow dragon rider, looked at the back that was gradually fading away but no one dared to stop him. Listening to the instant collapse of the Dayan Iron Camp, he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

...

The battle between the Dayan and the Nanzhan tribe, which lasted for several years, ended with Yan Kaitian's defeat in the city.

Later, rumors among the people said that the unrighteous soldiers of the Great Yan arose angered the Buddhas in Lingshan. So that night, a Buddhist saint came to the world and abolished the cultivation of commander Yan Kaitian, and was able to make Tiandong.

In exchange for a brief peace.

Ye Weiyang naturally did not believe this statement.

After that battle, he tried hard to find the whereabouts of Li Xiuyuan and Chu Chanxin, but Li Xiuyuan was like the body with Chu Chanxin evaporated from the earth, and there was no trace of it.

Until a year later, a traveling monk came to Fushu Town, located in the northern corner of Nanzhan.

The dusty monk called himself Zen Master Nanshan.

After he entered the town, he inquired about the former residence of a girl named Chu Chanxin along the way.

He followed the guidance of a kind-hearted supporter and came to a clear river.

There is a ruined temple in front of the Qing River that has been abandoned for a long time. The ruined temple is hidden among the thick green and crisp bushes, and is covered by vines.

Walking through the muddy grass all over the road, Zen Master Nanshan wiped the sweat from his cheeks, stood in front of the temple where Chu Chanxin grew up since childhood, put his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name.

Since then, Zen Master Nanshan has lived in the temple.

The people of Fuhuo Town are hospitality, not to mention that since the defeat of Dayan a year ago, they may have been influenced by folk rumors. The people of the Nanzhan tribe respect and love the Buddhists who brought them peace. In addition, Fangwaizhi

People are willing to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and they are willing to accept Buddhist monks.

After Master Nanshan moved in, he spent a whole month to completely renovate the desolate and dilapidated temples and the path in front of the temple.

That day was the ninth day of the third month.

After the fasting, Zen Master Nanshan lit the first incense candle in the brand new Qinghe Temple, and the blue smoke rose up, the temple, the blue sky and the green earth.