Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

And while he was still in astonishment, a brilliance suddenly flashed between the brows of the old man on the hospital bed.

The trace of the old mountain god's essence flew out, landed beside Cheng Fan, and turned into the spirit body of an old mountain god.

Ordinary people can't see the spirit body, and the two of them just stood beside each other, and the people in the room couldn't see it either.

The spirit body of the old mountain god bowed to Cheng Fan, smiled and cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for fulfilling my wish. Now, I have no regrets..."

At this time, the old man on the hospital bed also slowly opened his eyes.

Chapter 17

"Father, you are awake!"

Seeing the old man wake up, the sixty-year-old son next to the bed suddenly showed ecstasy, thinking that his father had survived the disaster.

"Doctor! Doctor! Come and show my father, is it better!!"

The son shouted excitedly at the door.

However, at this moment, his arm was suddenly touched lightly.

The son turned his head and looked at the old man on the hospital bed.

The old man shook his head weakly at his son, and a weak voice came out of the old man's throat.

"Stop shouting..."

"My body is clear to me...you...sit down and listen to me..."

Hearing the old man's words, the original ecstasy on the son's face froze instantly, and a very bad word suddenly flashed in his mind.

Feeling more and more uneasy inside.

"Father, you..."

The old man continued to shake his head: "Now that my time is up, I don't need to bother the doctor anymore..."

After finishing speaking, the old man's cloudy eyes slowly turned to the positions of Cheng Fan and the old mountain god.

When a person is about to die, his body is full of dead energy, and he can often see things that ordinary people cannot see.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face when he saw the spirit body of the old mountain god standing silently and Cheng Fan in a Taoist robe.

"My only obsession is gone now."

"I can still see you and your children grow into talents step by step, your father and I... have already reached consummation..."

"It's time to leave...it's time to leave..."

"What nonsense!" The son beside the hospital bed became anxious when he saw the old man confessing his funeral, and shouted these words with red eyes.

The old man didn't mind either, and continued to murmur:

"I just had a dream. I dreamed of the mountain god of Wuzhen Mountain..."

"My lord, the mountain god...he deliberately traveled thousands of miles to see me off..."

"He is really a kind fairy..."

"I dreamed that I had a long chat with Lord Mountain God..."

"Talk about... those memories when I first met Lord Mountain God."

As he was talking, the old man suddenly looked at his son beside him, and reached out to grab his wrist. At this moment, his hand, which was originally withered, seemed to have endless strength.

"After burying me, you all go to the mountain temple in Wuzhen Mountain to offer incense to the mountain god..."

"Master Mountain God of Wuzhen Mountain...he really exists..."

At this moment, beside the hospital bed, the red eyes of the son in his 60s were completely blurred by tears.

He can still clearly remember that his own father has always told them or some juniors and children about him and Wuzhen Mountain God.

It's just that no one took it seriously, they all listened to it as an old man's story.

This made the old man very disappointed, and as time passed, he stopped telling them the story of him and the mountain god.

It's just that since he was old and weak, the old man would be in a daze from time to time, or look in the direction of Hengcheng.

As sons, they naturally know this.

My father, this is the mountain temple that misses Wuzhen Mountain...

But they didn't take it seriously.

Until now, the old man was still thinking about the mountain god of Wuzhen Mountain before he died.

At this moment, the son finally understood how important the mountain temple on Wuzhen Mountain was to the old man!

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Cheng Fan and the spirit body of the old mountain god stood aside and watched silently.

Cheng Fan looked at the scene in front of him, especially when he saw the old man laughing and muttering about himself and the old mountain god, and suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart.

Once the old man dies, the old mountain god beside him will also cease to exist, and the current mountain god of Wuzhen Mountain will disappear from the world.

Although the time we spent together was short, Cheng Fan still had a good impression of this kind and free-spirited old mountain god.

Instead, the old mountain god beside him smiled freely and said, "Fellow Taoists don't need to be like this. Everyone has birth, old age, sickness and death, and the same is true for us gods who rely on mortal beliefs."

"In these endless years, there are so many gods who have been born with wisdom and achieved godhood because of the belief of the human race!"

"There are countless gods who have been forgotten in the years and have completely dissipated since then."

"I'm just one of them."

"Perhaps it won't be long before a new mountain god will appear on Wuzhen Mountain to protect the creatures of Wuzhen Mountain."

When the old mountain god's voice fell, Cheng Fan wanted to say something.

At this time, two figures, one black and one white, entered the ward through the wall from the outside.

One of them was dressed in a white robe, and on his head was a tall hat with the words "make money at first sight" written on it.

One of them was dressed in a black robe and a tall hat with the words "World Peace" written on his head.

Both of them held mourning sticks and ecstasy locks in their hands.

When seeing the two of them, Cheng Fan's pupils suddenly zoomed in and out.

Black and white impermanence!

The fame of these two people is really too great, even if Cheng Fan saw it at the moment, he was a little uneasy.

These two black and white impermanence obviously noticed Cheng Fan and Lao Shanshen immediately.

After being dazed for a moment, the two bowed slightly to the old mountain god and Cheng Fan.

"The impermanent ghosts of Yangcheng City God's Mansion have met the fellow of the mountain god, this fellow Taoist."

Seeing this, Cheng Fan hurriedly bowed in return: "I've seen two lords before seeing Daoxuan with dripping water."

Hearing that the two ghost messengers reported their family names, Cheng Fan finally reacted.

The two in front of you are not Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an, but two ordinary impermanent ghosts...

Then Cheng Fan felt the cultivation of the two of them.

Uh……

Well, I can't feel it.

Obviously, his cultivation surpassed Cheng Fan's.

Among them, Bai Wuchang asked suddenly: "The purpose of the two of you coming here is..."

Before Cheng An could reply, the old mountain god on the side cupped his hands and said, "The man whose lifespan is about to expire is my last believer."

"In order to satisfy the regret in my heart, this fellow Taoist specially brought my spirit body here to meet him."

"Now that my wish is fulfilled, the two adults don't need to pay attention to us."

It turned out to be a mountain god who was about to dissipate!

The two ghosts, black and white, looked at each other, and then looked at the old mountain god.

Then he bowed respectfully to the old mountain god, saying that he was seeing off the god who was about to disappear.

On the hospital bed, this scene was clearly seen by the old man.

After learning that he turned out to be the last believer of the mountain god of Wuzhen, once he died, the old mountain god would also dissipate along with him.

The old man's eyes were filled with guilt.

Then he simply closed his eyes: "After I leave, you brothers should get along well, discuss small things more, don't argue..."

"Father……"

The old man in his 60s was completely crying at this time.

The old man patted the back of his hand, smiled and shook his head, but didn't continue talking.

After a few minutes.

Cheng Fan and others suddenly looked at the old man on the hospital bed, and they all sensed something.

Bai Wuchang said lightly: "The time has come!"

After finishing speaking, he threw out the ecstasy lock in his hand and sank it into the old man's chest.

Pulling hard, the old man's soul was instantly pulled out: "It's time to go with us."

At the moment when the old man's soul was hooked out.

The old man on the hospital bed, holding his son's hand, finally hangs down powerlessly.

At the same time, the slightly undulating line on the electrocardiogram finally returned to a straight line.

Chapter 18

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By the time Cheng Fan returned to Dishui Temple, it was already night.

The little girl had also fallen asleep at this time, because Cheng Fan was not there, and Duo was silently lying on the bedside to accompany her.

Cheng Fan fell from the sky, and the sound of landing immediately alarmed Duhu.

I saw Dui slightly raised his head to look outside the house, then got up and walked towards the outside.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Cheng Fan walking towards him.

When Cheng Fan saw the big tiger, he stepped forward and rubbed its furry head, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work today!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a two-finger-wide white jade vial from the system space.

Pulled off the lid, poured out a pill exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, and handed it to Dug's mouth.

"Hey, this is Qi Enhancing Pill, it's your reward for spending a day with the little guy today."

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, Du Hu didn't show any politeness to him, he stuck out his tongue and rolled the pill into his mouth.

Then he smacked his mouth, the elixir was too small to taste.

But in the next second, Duo felt the spiritual energy in his body surging rapidly, directly flowing through the meridians of his body.

The transparent and comfortable energy made Du Hu stretch his waist heavily.

Then he turned around and went back to the room, and continued to lie on the ground, while refining the medicinal effect of the elixir, while Xiao Tian.

It was already so late tonight, Duhu didn't plan to go back.

Just practice here.

Dumb is not like a little girl, it still works very hard in cultivation.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been such a short time, and her cultivation would have surpassed Nannan by so much.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan didn't care about Duo anymore.

He came to bed on his own.

After covering the little girl with the kicked-off quilt, she began to sit cross-legged.