Chapter 570 (1/2)

Chapter 570

Chapter 570: A Thousand-World Flower

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Everything was silent at the peak of Tile Mountain .

Silver light from the stars scattered between the mountains, almost as if it were coating the huge rocks under a thin layer of merciful light . A few night clouds pa.s.sed across the statue's front and faint songs of night birds were heard .

The Buddhist chariot was parked outside the cave . It was bathed in starlight, the mantras embroidered on its curtains seemed to be s.h.i.+ning and swaying in the night wind . These mantras seemed to come alive and were looking progressively more dignified and beautiful .

Quni Madi walked up to the chariot and said something in a low voice . The monk in the Buddhist chariot could vaguely be seen shaking his head . Quni Madi brought the sadhu from the White Tower Temple down the hill . Flower Addict was among them .

The cultivators that had come out of the cave were either confused or excited . They took a long time to resolve Master Qishan's words . After waking up, people went deep into the cave . Afterwards, they paid homage to the Buddhist chariot, saluted the black horse carriage and walked downhill .

The cultivators gradually left, their shadows disappearing into the night sky of Tile Mountain, almost like the end of a chess match . Whether it was the black or white pieces, they were all lifted, leaving behind a clean chessboard .

Mo Shanshan walked to the front of the black horse carriage and said, ”Bring Sangsang in . I'm staying in Lanke Temple and need to go downhill . I won't wait for you . ”

Ning Que asked, ”Would you like to wait a bit so we could go down together?”

Mo Shanshan said, ”Going up together was enough . Why must we go down together too? There's no need . ”

With that said, she drifted away .

Ning Que was silent for a while . He didn't want to think much as he helped Sangsang out of the black horse carriage . He looked at the seemingly lonely Buddhist chariot outside the hut, furrowed his brows and entered the cave .

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Master Qishan extended two fingers and placed them on Sangsang's wrist .

Master had been ill for a long time and had a weak body . His fingers were as skinny as dry braches .

Sangsang had been ill for a long time and she was weak, her wrists were as thin as reeds .

The occasional night wind entered the cave, the lamp shook and the master felt a hint of cold . He couldn't help but s.h.i.+ver and cough intensely . His trembling followed across his fingers and over to Sangsang's wrist, and she couldn't help but cough as well .

Looking at this scene, Ning Que wanted to laugh but, at the same time, felt the bitterness welling up .

Master Qishan and Sangsang felt better than him, as they looked at each other and laughed .

”Such a chilly aura coming from the deep cave . ”

Master Qishan's finger slowly rose from Sangsang's wrist as he sighed while saying .

Ning Que looked at the master but couldn't see any difference . Only from his clenched fist could one tell how nervous he was .

Master Qishan didn't care about him . He looked at Sangsang and said affectionately, ”When the chilly aura comes, it gets incredibly painful . I do not know how you managed to endure for so many years, especially when you were young . ”

Sangsang glanced at Ning Que .

Ning Que thought back to how Sangsang's illness was in the past . Even though more than ten years had pa.s.sed, he still felt a chill as he shook his head and chased the images out of his mind .