Chapter 215 (1/2)

What Bai GuZi fears is not death.

There are a lot of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and there are also many who regard death as their own.

Bai GuZi is the inheritor of the Youming temple, the first branch of the heresy in the imperial dynasty of Da Qi. He is naturally of excellent temperament.

If we regard death as a return, Bai GuZi is no less than his fellow apprentices' precepts from Bodhi.

After being on fire, Jie Bodhi returned to the Youming temple. Knowing that he had no way to live, he dug a mass of flesh and blood from his body and sent it to the abbot for observation.

So it is with Bodhi.

How can Bai GuZi fear death when his mind is above Bodhi.

Death is not terrible.

What's terrible is that I didn't go to the end of my practice, but I fell down on this half way. I walked in this world for nothing. I felt regretful and regretful.

In fact, Bai GuZi wanted to fly to the starry sky to see if the sound of the Dragon chanting just now was really like that in the fantasy world. It was a giant dragon roaring in the star river.

It's not easy to fly.

If the cultivation of martial arts doesn't reach the realm of land immortals, it can't fly freely.

Even if Bai GuZi practiced the secret flying skill of Youming temple to the limit, he could only glide in the air for a moment, but could not fly fast.

You know, even if the northern halberd had been cold and cultivated for more than ten years, it could not fly in the air all the time. When Ning fenghan killed Qingyun city from northern Xinjiang, he did not gallop in the air, but hopped all the way, just like frogs leaping in frogs. This method was far from the real flight.

Even the land gods, not everyone knows how to fly.

Baiguzi can't fly any more.

Flying to the sky to have a look is just an extravagant hope.

The monk looked up at the sky with no God in his eyes. There was something in his heart and he was hesitating.

”The poor monk obeyed Chen xinglie's wish and returned to the nether world temple to die, or would he continue to stay and die in this inn, so that Chen xinglie would not be satisfied?”

Bai GuZi thought about it and turned around.

He is going back to Youming temple.

Just as Jie Bodhi reported the news to his master before he died, Bai GuZi was also ready to tell his master what he had seen and heard, as well as many guesses.

”I deserve it when I peep in the dark. If the death of the poor monk can make Chen xinglie's anger abate a little bit, it would be a well deserved death. If the poor monk leaves, Chen xinglie's anger is hard to calm down, and he will find a place to vent his anger. ”

”Youming temple is doomed!”

”But as long as there is a chance, I can't give up. No matter whether the death of the poor monk can reduce the anger in Chen xinglie's heart, I can't leave. ”

Bai GuZi folded his hands and sat down with his knees crossed.

At this moment, Bai GuZi no longer conceals his identity. Although he has not taken off his bald wig, the words he recites in his mouth are no longer performing the secret of transmission, but read them directly.

The sound of chanting is heard.

This is a scripture that transcends the spirit of the dead.

It's OK to be idle.

Read a sutra first and let go of yourself.

After passing it over, Bai GuZi took out his pen and paper, wrote down a letter, and then called in the night sky.

In Bai GuZi's imagination, as long as he displays the secret method of controlling birds, those bats who are good at flying at night will surely come to deliver letters for him and take the letters back to the Youming temple.

But tonight.

After the sound of the Dragon chant, there are no more than half bats in the whole night sky.

When a real dragon is born, how can a bat dare to fly in the air?

Animal intuition is stronger than human intuition.

Before the earthquake, humans always have no sense, but the animals have already noticed that the birds are flying.

So are bats.

Bai GuZi had no choice but to recruit a bartender to send the letter to the Youming temple's stronghold in the capital. Then he sat down on the ground again with his hands folded.

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Self transcendence.

Bai GuZi thought very thoroughly and was obviously a man of great wisdom.

There are many masters in the capital.

However, there are few people who think deeply like Bai GuZi.

There are two land immortals living in the grand palace.