City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 372

Just after Monk Shi Jing finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, paused and continued: "Could it be that the art of destiny has gone wrong?"

The red-robed old man also thought for a while, then nodded, and said, "It's really possible! The Art of Destiny is a secret art that can peek into the future, and it's not something that mere mortals can easily master. It's normal if there are deviations."

Then the old man in red robe smiled bitterly, slapped the teacup in his hand on the table, and said: "Oh, I worked so hard to find this place, but I didn't expect that the clues were still broken. It seems that this evil disciple is destined to die in peace! "

Monk Shi Jing was silent at the side. Although the one who died was the disciple of the younger brother, it could be regarded as a lineage in the temple. He didn't feel very good about such an unknown death.

"What a pity for a good seedling!" Monk Shi Jing sighed secretly.

As soon as he mentioned a good seedling, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind. That person looked very young. In terms of age alone, he must be younger than the apprentice, and he also has great potential. He is like a jade in the rough. If you can train him well, your future achievements will definitely not be inferior to him!
It's just that that person is not as easy to fool as he imagined.

Thinking of this, Monk Shi Jing couldn't help but smiled wryly. Not long ago, he deliberately used a trick to get the young man to come to Wuyu Temple, and then took the opportunity to test it out, hoping to see if he could attract his attention. Then lead him into Buddhism.

However, he didn't expect that the other party had a firm mind. No matter what he said, he would be refuted, and even almost led him astray.

In desperation, Monk Shi Jing could only let him go.

In the pavilion, when Monk Shi Jing was still lost in his memories, the old man in red robe suddenly noticed his wry smile and immediately became energetic.

"Senior brother, why are you smiling bitterly for no reason?" The old man in red robe sat up straight and asked directly.

Monk Shi Jing smiled bitterly for no reason. This situation was very rare. He had not seen the old man in red robes even for decades, so when he saw him, he immediately became interested.

"It's not without reason, it's just a pity." Monk Shi Jing was interrupted by his younger brother, so he had to return to reality, shaking his head and sighing.

"It's a pity? Could it be that senior brother encountered something he couldn't ask for?" The red-robed old man continued to ask unwillingly.

"It's not a thing, it's a good seedling."

"Oh? How can there be good seedlings in such a remote and remote place? Could it be that Senior Brother has been here for a long time and doesn't know the current situation of the cultivation world?" The old man in red robe said with disdain.

Since the exhaustion of spiritual energy, the cultivation world is not as good as one generation after another. The most important aspect is reflected in the disciples. There are fewer and fewer talented and potential disciples. The three major sects are still barely able to recruit good disciples. It would be nice if the sect could pick up a few crooked melons and split dates.

The current situation in the world of cultivation is that the spiritual energy is getting thinner and thinner, the resources are getting less and less, the disciples are getting worse and worse, and even the lifespans of those with advanced cultivation are getting shorter and shorter. If this continues, the world of cultivation will be over sooner or later!
Facing his junior's questioning, Monk Shi Jing didn't look angry at all, instead he smiled and said, "Although I've stayed here for decades, I haven't reached the point of being old and foolish. That young man's talent is at least better than our senior brother's." Several of them must be strong, if they can be carefully cultivated, their future achievements will definitely not be inferior to mine!"

Hearing the senior brother's assertion, the red-robed old man immediately became interested, and hurriedly asked: "Since he is so outstanding, why didn't the senior brother accept him as his apprentice?"

"Do you think you don't want to? It's just that there is no way!" Monk Shi Jing smiled bitterly in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he slowly said: "We are a Buddhist sect, and we are very particular about helping those who are destined to be Buddhas. That person is not destined to me, so naturally I cannot force it."

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Monk Shi Jing's explanation, the old man in red robe burst out laughing. He knew the temperament of his senior brother best. These explanations were just excuses. In fact, it was very likely that the other party ignored him at all, so the senior brother could only take the chance of not having a chance. Use it as an excuse.

The so-called people who know you best, apart from your enemies, are the only people around you.

However, even though he knew the truth, the old man in red robe still gave face to his senior brother. He did not say it directly, but took advantage of the situation and said: "Since he has no fate with senior brother, then I wonder if he has a fate with me?"

"Uh..." Monk Shi Jing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "I don't know, you have to see for yourself whether it is destined or not!"

"The relationship is good, then please give me a message, I will personally visit this young man and see if it is really destined?" The red-robed old man stood up while talking, looking as if he was going to leave immediately mean.

Monk Shi Jing didn't expect his master and disciple to have such a strong idea of ​​accepting apprentices. As soon as he heard that there were good seedlings, he wanted to meet them immediately, without leaving any time to wait and see.

In fact, this cannot be blamed on the red-robed old man. After all, his favorite disciple has just died, and the inheritance of his abilities has been cut off again. If he can't find a suitable disciple to pass on, then decades of hard work will be in vain.

What's more, the red-robed old man has experienced the dilemma of finding an apprentice for about ten years, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to find a good apprentice, so after hearing the news, how can he sit still!
"Junior brother, you are embarrassing me." Monk Shi Jing said with a wry smile, "I haven't stepped out of the temple gate for more than ten years. How do I know where his home is? But I can tell you that he used to visit this mountain often. Come to exercise, it can be inferred that his home should be nearby, as for the specific location, it can only depend on your ability, junior brother."

He said, suddenly stopped for a while, and said with a smile: "Didn't Junior Brother just want to know if there is a relationship with him? As long as Junior Brother can find this young man, you are naturally destined; if you can't find it, then... "

The red-robed old man stood up suddenly, bowed his hands to Monk Shi Jing calmly, and said, "Senior brother said yes, then let's not live here. Next time I come again, I will definitely bring good news to senior brother!"

After all, without waiting for the opponent's reaction, the old man in red robe directly called out his flying sword, and flew away in an instant.

"Alas?...Alas!" Monk Shi Jing originally wanted to say something, but the other party left in a hurry and didn't even have a chance to say goodbye, so he could only sigh helplessly.

"Brother, when will you change your frizzy temper?" Monk Shi Jing looked at the empty sky, shook his head and said, "However, brother, I wish you good luck."

After finishing speaking, Monk Shi Jing also stood up, looked at the silent mountain top, and then went down the mountain alone to return to Wuyu Temple.

(End of this chapter)