Eternal Sacred King Chapter 613: Heartache


At the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, isolated from the world.

  

  Sunrise and sunset, this ancient temple is quietly located there, away from the crowds, and it seems to be no different from before.

  

   is just a young monk with a handsome face.

  

   there is an extra clever little fox.

  

   Every morning, young monks watch the rising sun.

  

   In the evening, he will look at the sunset falling from the horizon.

  

   is like this every day, there has never been a break.

  

  The eyes of the young monk are getting brighter.

  

   Of course, during most of the day, young monks would choose to read the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and participate in Zen enlightenment.

  

  Under the blue light, beside the ancient Buddha, on the futon, the young monk holds the scriptures in his hands, looks peaceful and peaceful.

  

Beside   , there was a small red fox squatting guarding there, quietly and unmoving.

  

   At night, the young monk will go to the backyard of the ancient temple again.

  

  In the gloomy and terrifying cemetery, there will be dragons and tigers roaring, and the roar of beasts will gradually calm down until dawn.

  

   week after week, day after day, year after year.

  

   In a blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.

  

   years, it seems that there has never been any trace on the monk’s face.

  

   It's just that, in the young monk's dantian, it is still empty, without a trace of spiritual power.

  

   For so many years, young monks no longer deliberately go to practice, chanting and taking a walk every day, looking relaxed and contented.

  

   It’s just that over time, a unique temperament has been added to the young monk.

  

   is indescribable.

  

   The young monk seems to have reached the state of returning to nature.

  

   At first glance, this is the most common monk.

  

   But if you look closely, you can't see through it, like a mystery.

  

   Another night passed.

  

  The backyard of the ancient temple, the cemetery of the cemetery.

  

   When the sun is rising, the young monk slowly opened his eyes, adjusted his clothes, and bowed deeply to the big red-haired man not far in front, saying: "Thank you for twenty years!"

  

  The young monk is naturally Su Zimo.

  

  In so many years, this is the first time that Su Zimo has spoken to a red-haired ghost so formally and thanked him so formally.

  

   The red-haired ghost seemed to have noticed something, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "Are you leaving?"

  

   "Yes."

  

  Su Zimo nodded.

  

   "Hmm."

  

   The red-haired ghost answered absently.

  

   Until Su Zimo's figure was about to disappear in the backyard, the red-haired ghost's voice sounded again: "Be careful outside."

  

   Su Zimo felt warm and nodded.

  

   It's too early.

  

  Ming is really still asleep.

  

  The door of the main hall was closed tightly, and the old monk did not come out.

  

  Su Zimo intends to wait outside.

  

   At this moment, his ears moved, and he heard an intermittent call.

  

  "Big...Shang!"

  

  "Big...Monk!"

  

  The sound comes from outside the ancient temple, on the valley of the buried dragon.

  

   is the only one who can call this name, Ji Fairy!

  

   For some reason, Su Zimo suddenly felt a little flustered, as if he had a foreboding that something big would happen!

  

  Twenty years of worshipping the Buddha, such mood swings have hardly appeared in him.

  

   Su Zimo pushed the door out and walked along the bottom of the valley.

  

   After a few steps, the voice of Fairy Ji rang again.

  

  "Great monk, where are you, come out soon, Mr. Su won't make it!"

  

   Su Zimo's footsteps gradually stopped.

  

   The whole person was completely stunned, his eyes were a little dull, his mouth was slightly opened, and only one sentence echoed in his mind-Mr. Su won't be done!

  

   "Big Brother."

  

   Su Zimo's lips clicked.

  

  The first reaction is not to believe it!

  

How is    possible?

  

   Even if 20 years have passed, Su Hong is only over sixty years old, how is this possible?

  

   But the next moment, Su Zimo realized that even though Fairy Ji likes to make jokes, she would never lie about it.

  

   Brother, it really won’t happen!

  

   More than ten years ago, Ji Yaoxue said that Su Hong's health was not very good, and Su Zimo planned to take him out of the Northern Territory after the Intermediate Ancient Battlefield opened.

  

   I didn’t expect...

  

   Twenty years of chanting sutras to the Buddha, participating in Zen and enlightenment, Su Zimo thought that he was more or less dismissive of life and death, and could let go of many things.

  

   Unexpectedly, when he heard the news, he still felt a piercing pain!

  

   It hurts, it hurts.

  

   At the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, Su Zimo leaned on the cold mountain wall, slid on the ground feebly, and there was a heavy grief in his eyes that was difficult to resolve.

  

   in a daze.

  

  Su Zimo thought of many things.

  

   That night decades ago, in the house of Wuding of the State of Yan, blood ran into rivers and corpses were everywhere.

  

   A teenage boy, with a fierce force, protected the two children who were still in their infants, and ran away from the city madly!

  

   Even though this young man was severely slashed in the face, he almost cut his head in half without realizing it!

  

   More than ten years have passed, and the infant child has grown up.

  

  , the boy who used to be, is getting older.

  

   When he was only standing, his sideburns had a lot of white hair.

  

   The originally straight body seems to be bent a lot.

  

   That boy, with his generous shoulders, shoulders everything and protects the children who were once infancy, so that they can have a quiet and beautiful time.

  

   just like ten years ago, teenagers protected them from the royal city.

  

   Have no hesitation!

  

  Once a young man, an angry horse in fresh clothes, a sword in the world.

  

   More than ten years later, he lost a lot of sharpness and became more restrained and calm.

  

   The only thing that doesn't change is the mind that embraces the world and worry about the country and the people.

  

   Therefore, even after the serious injury has not been healed, he can stand up, lead five thousand mysterious armored cavalry, and block the Luo Tianwu who slaughtered the people of Yan Nation outside the city of Jian'an!

  

   That’s why he can say such loud and loud words.

  

  "My Su family and King Yan are family feuds, but your army crushes the border, offends my great Yan’s frontiers, and kills my great swallows. This is the national hatred! Family feud and national hatred, Su Hong can distinguish clearly !"

  

   Su Zimo's vision gradually blurred.

  

   But this scene, but across the scene, became clearer and clearer, just like yesterday.

  

   "Oh."

  

  A faint sigh was heard on the Burial Dragon Valley.

  

   "Twenty years ago, Liuli Palace slaughtered the thirteen cities of Yan Kingdom in order to vent their anger. This incident hit Mr. Su too much."

  

  "For twenty years, although Mr. Su has been in the royal city, he has always been thinking about the people of Yan Kingdom. He... is really a good king."

  

  Sorrowful thinking becomes illness.

  

   Not to mention ordinary mortals, even if they are a cultivator, if they continue to worry for decades, their lifespan will be greatly reduced, and their lives will be devastated.

  

  "Grand monk, I don't know if you are listening."

  

The voice of    Fairy Fairy rang again.

  

   "In the past few years, my sister and I have found a lot of spiritual materials in the world of cultivation, but they are of no use. Mr. Su's body is deteriorating."

  

   "In the past few months, Mr. Su has often dreamed about ~ IndoMTL.com~ will call you and Xiao Ning's names, I'm listening, really, really..."

  

The    Fairy Fairy choked a little and couldn't say anything.

  

   Su Zimo held his head in his hands, curled up, unable to control it anymore, crying bitterly.

  

  At some point, Mingzhen and the little fox came to him.

  

   Looking at Su Zimo in front of him, the little fox felt distressed for a while, and leaned over, rubbing his head against his ankle, comforting.

  

  Mingzhen also bowed his head silently, reciting the Buddha's name silently in his heart.

  

  ?? This chapter has been written for a long time. This plot has a great influence on Zimo and even Xiao Ning, and it can be regarded as a turning point for the entire book.

  

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   (End of this chapter)

  

  

  

  

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