Maoshan Ghost King

Zen Master Hongyi had already run out of gas. At this time, a group of disciples from Mount Wutai gathered around Master Hongyi to listen to his last teachings.

A group of great monks knelt beside Zen Master Na Hongyi, crying and sobbing together.

Mount Wutai suffered this catastrophe, resulting in numerous casualties. As a result, the respected old Zen Master Hongyi unexpectedly lost his life.

When everyone saw this scene, they inevitably felt compassion, and many disciples from other sects also had red eyes.

After exchanging a few words with Monk Hua, Zen Master Hongyi’s vitality became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, as if he was having a flashback, Zen Master Hongyi’s eyes flashed with brilliance, and then he reached out and grabbed Monk Hua, holding him tightly. The monk's hand held flowers.

Monk Hua was stunned for a moment. He had no idea what was happening. He also held Zen Master Hongyi's hand tightly and said in a panic: "Master... what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he finished saying this, Monk Hua felt something was wrong. After Zen Master Hongyi held Monk Hua's hand, he pressed it against Monk Hua's male acupoint. Monk Hua suddenly felt a majestic force rushing toward Monk Hua. It is quickly transmitted from his own arms to the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, and then converges into the Dantian Qi Sea. This is a very pure Buddhist Qi.

Monk Hua was stunned and looked at Zen Master Hongyi in disbelief: "Master, you...what are you doing?"

"Shi Xin... Listen to me, my master will definitely not survive. Before he dies, he will teach you all his cultivation skills... As for how much you can digest, it depends on your own destiny..."

"Master, no! How could you do this..." Monk Hua tried his best to shake off Zen Master Hongyi's hand, but a huge force was pulling him and he couldn't separate at all.

If he did not pass on this cultivation to Monk Hua, Zen Master Hongyi could live for a while longer. However, once he gave all his life-sustaining cultivation to Monk Hua, Zen Master Hongyi would definitely die on the spot, which Monk Hua could not bear to see.

However, Zen Master Hongyi grabbed Monk Hua tightly and refused to let go. No matter what Monk Hua did, he could not break free.

However, this situation did not last long. Zen Master Hongyi could convey less and less cultivation, and finally the hand holding Monk Hua was released.

Then, Zen Master Na Hongyi looked at Monk Hua with a smile, and could not say a word anymore. As soon as he fell his head, he lost his life.

"Master..." Monk Hua cried bitterly while holding the body of Zen Master Hongyi, and a group of Wutai Mountain disciples fell to their knees.

Taoist Huang Ye didn't know when he got up, walked to Zen Master Hongyi, bowed in his direction, and called him Infinite Heavenly Lord.

Master Xuanxu and Master Chongling also came forward one after another and saluted in the direction of Zen Master Hongyi.

This old monk had been in seclusion for decades without leaving the mountain. As soon as he came out, he ruined his life for Wutai Mountain. Even at the last moment of his death, he squeezed himself dry and left his cultivation to the abbot of Wutai Mountain, Monk Hua. , worthy of everyone's respect.

The monks in Mount Wutai cried for a long time before bringing the body of Zen Master Hongyi into the magic circle.

The corpses on the ground have been packed away, and the special team brought by Shao Tian have taken away all the remnants of the Black Dragon Sect.

When something like this happened, the people who came to support from all sides could not be disturbed rashly and descended the mountain one after another.

However, Mount Wutai was still very polite and sent some elders to see everyone off Mount Wutai.

After the body of Zen Master Hongyi was sent away, Monk Hua did not leave. Instead, he found the crowd, looked at Li Banxian and said: "Old Li, most of the ancient magic circle in Mount Wutai was destroyed by those two monsters, especially The first three magic formations have been damaged. Can you help Wutai Mountain to repair these magic formations? Otherwise, the spiritual energy in Wutai Mountain Cave Heavenly Blessed Land will be scattered in a short time. In this case, there will be nothing like the outside. What’s the difference?”

"Laohua, what are you talking about? We have been friends for many years, do you need to be so polite to me? Don't worry, I will stay in Mount Wutai and not go anywhere until I help you repair the magic circle before leaving. "Li Banxian assured, patting his chest.

Monk Hua patted Li Banxian on the shoulder and said nothing more, his eyes were red.

"Old flower, my condolences, it would be a good idea for Zen Master Hongyi to come to the Western Paradise as soon as possible. It is his own choice to pass on his cultivation to you. You have to be more open-minded." Wu Jiuyin stepped forward and said.

Monk Hua nodded, glanced at everyone, and said: "Brothers, Mount Wutai is in great trouble. Thank you for coming to help. I won't say thank you. From today on, I may stay in Mount Wutai for a while to deal with various problems." Regarding the sect’s affairs, we will definitely not be able to go down the mountain during this period of time.”

"I know, just stay in Wutai Mountain with peace of mind. Even if something happens recently, we can find a solution ourselves." Wu Jiu said in a gloomy voice.

Monk Hua nodded, turned around and left, following the Wutai Mountain disciples into the magic circle at Hanging Moon Peak.

Not long after Monk Hua left, Zhong Jinliang looked back at the Haotian Tower. It seemed that the black demonic energy permeating the Haotian Tower was not as strong as before, but the runes around the Haotian Tower were still flickering violently.

He tried to activate the spell, and the Haotian Tower shrank rapidly, and finally became the size of a palm, and was put away by Zhong Jinliang.

Just as Taoist Huangye said, the Haotian Tower has been trying to seal the energy of this monster.

Although it is only part of the power of the Yin Demon, it is still very powerful for a cultivator. Next, as long as Zhong Jinliang slowly digests the energy in the Haotian Tower, his cultivation will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds.

At this moment, Master Xuanxu and Master Chongling walked towards Taoist Huangye.

The three of them are all about the same age. Taoist Huangye is twenty or thirty years older than them, and they belong to the same generation of old people.

Three figures at the level of Taoist ancestors gathered together, and they were all top experts among the sects.

Xuanxu Zhenren, the master of Xuanmen, has a strong spirit in Longhu Mountain and a yellow leaf in Kunlun.

When the top figures in the Taoist sect gather together, they naturally have a lot to say.

Although they were very close to Ge Yu and the others, no one could hear what they were saying. They probably used some method, or maybe Master Xuanxu and Master Chongling were discussing something about cultivation with Taoist Huang Ye.

When everything was settled, Bai Zhan and Yue Qiang had already carried the seriously injured Zhou Yiyang over there, and everyone was planning to go down the mountain.

At this time, a voice came from behind: "Long Yan, wait a moment."