Laoshan Taoist Chapter 177: Unbelieving fate

"Don’t make a fuss, you must keep in mind the heart sutras of these four types of avenues. Destroy it."

The old Dao waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say more.

Although Master didn't say it clearly, Wang Yan could already guess in his heart that Master's intentions are far more than simple to leave a legacy.

He clenched his fists, his eyebrows gradually became firmer.

"Master, don't worry! In any case, the disciple must find a way to save you, no matter how much you pay, you will not hesitate!"

Wang Yan left these words, knelt down and respectfully knocked three heads towards him, then got up, opened the door, and walked out.

"This kid! Alas..."

Looking at his leaving back, Lao Dao was a bit sad for a while.

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The third floor of the Buddhist scripture building.

Walking in the middle of the cloud, walked in.

"Uncle Uncle Early!"

"Good morning, uncle!"

When the disciples who came and went, when they saw this, they saluted him again and again.

Yun Zhongliu nodded in response, stepping into the tunnel inside.

After some repairs, the Tibetan Scripture Building was expanded by another floor on top of the original foundation. Originally there were only two floors, but now it has reached three floors.

The space has expanded, and the counter where the scriptures are placed is not as crowded as it is, and all kinds of scriptures are well organized and extremely clean and tidy.

Currently, the one who is in charge of organizing the Buddhist scriptures building is a new disciple. Wang Yan was also responsible for the care of the Buddhist scriptures building, but now he has become a real person appointed by the emperor himself. That new disciple is Be proud of it.

I am very familiar with the Buddhist scriptures building in the middle of the cloud. I came to the innermost compartment on the third floor in a blink of an eye and opened the hanging curtain. The first thing I saw was a large number of books and scriptures, and I couldn't even find a place to stay.

Among the books, there is a handy general case, and Wang Yan is sitting cross-legged in front of the case, holding a scripture in his hand to read it carefully.

It seems that even the clouds are flowing in, without any notice.

"Ahem!"

Yunzhongliu coughed slightly as a sign.

"Senior brother, don't cough, know it's you, please leave if you are okay. Junior brother is busy here. Forgive me for not being able to welcome the reception."

Wang Yan said, but his eyes did not leave the book.

"Oh! Brother, what's wrong with you recently? Once you returned to the mountain gate, you shut yourself in the Buddhist scripture building for five days. What are you doing?"

Yunzhongliu bent down and picked up a few scriptures, wiped away the dust, placed them on the bookcase aside, made room for himself, and stepped forward.

"Didn't I tell you already? I'm studying!"

Wang Yan replied without any emotion, still paying attention.

"Study? You have been blinded to others, but you can also blindly cover me? The scriptures of the Tibetan Buddhist building, have you not been able to recite the scriptures?"

For this, the clouds sneered for a while, and his face was full of unbelief.

"Brother! Since you met Master that day, you have been wrong. Tell me honestly, is there something wrong with Master?"

Wang Yan did not directly answer his cross-examination, but complained.

"Senior brother! You said you were not doing alchemy in the alchemy room. What did you come here to talk nonsense about? You still have to take care of the younger brother's business, it's simply inexplicable."

Cloud Streaming is totally disapproving, the goal is very clear.

"Don’t change the subject, if you still think I’m your senior, don’t hide it from me! Yesterday, when I went to offer tea to Master, I found that he was coughing up blood and his mental appearance was not right. I asked him, The master is not willing to say that your kid hid in the Buddhist scripture building again and stayed there for four or five days. There must be some reason for this!"

Hearing this, Wang Yan couldn't help but raised his head slightly.

Master coughs up blood, is it serious again?

"Brother, you must be aware of this matter. If there really is anything going to happen to Master, please be sure to tell me, brother, I beg you."

Seeing his reaction, Yun Zhongliu was more sure of his guess, and immediately bowed his hands and pleaded with him.

"Why Brother Yun is like this? Junior Brother can't afford it!"

Wang Yan got up immediately, got away from the case, and supported him.

Although Lao Dao's cultivation base has been greatly reduced, he is still a human immortal after all. If it is not the same level, ordinary disciples will not be able to detect his situation.

In addition, the old way deliberately concealed it, and the introverted aura, the Yunzhongliu included other brothers and sisters, and did not reach the immortal, so I knew nothing about it.

As for the fact that Wang Yan has become an immortal, other people naturally don't know about it except that the old Dao can interact with each other and detect it.

Wang Yan is the only one among the disciples of Laoshan Dianzi generation who has achieved the Tao of immortality, so the physical condition of the old Tao can't be concealed from him.

"Brother, I beg you!"

The cloud is full of worries, and his attitude is extremely resolute.

Seeing his appearance, Wang Yan knew that if he didn't tell him the result today, he wouldn't let it go, and he had already noticed that the master was sick, and the paper could not contain the fire after all. Sooner or later, this matter would spread.

"Hey! Master... his deadline is approaching!"

Wang Yan sighed helplessly, and said the matter.

"What?"

Suddenly heard the bad news, Yunzhongliu was prepared, but he was still startled, his eyes wide open and he stayed on the spot, and he didn't take a moment to relax.

"This is true. Master, he has not avoided the three plagues. Right now, the flames in his body are consuming his true essence. I am afraid... I am afraid..."

Even if he didn't say the following words, Yun Zhongliu knew what the result would be. He quickly stabilized his mind, looked back at Wang Yan, and questioned him.

"So you are hiding in the Buddhist scriptures building these days, just trying to find a way to save him? Since you already knew it, why did you hide it from us?"

Wang Yan's face was gloomy and sad, and he responded.

"The master didn’t let me say that he didn’t want to cause any more trouble, nor did he want you to worry about it. What's more, even if I tell you, what can I do?"

"It's better than hiding it from us. If you say it, everyone can think of a way. If you carry the matter on yourself, can you afford it?"

The cloud stream slapped the counter next to her, and her heart couldn't help but feel frustrated.

"Keep your voice down, are you afraid that things won't be loud enough?"

Wang Yan was also a little upset by him and rebuked him.

The two brothers just stood in place and confronted each other. After such a moment of silence, both of them calmed down, and a long sigh of relief flowed in the clouds.

"It's been five days, have you found a way?"

Wang Yan shook his head, looking rather helpless.

"I looked through all the ancient books on the first floor and the second floor, including all kinds of strange miscellaneous notes. I wanted to see if I could find similar cases. Unfortunately, I learned very little, and there are no records about the three plagues. Many."

Yun Zhongliu patted him on the shoulder, then removed the books from the bookcase beside him, found a place to sit down, and flipped through the ancient books.

"Come~IndoMTL.com~I will accompany you to find it together!"

Being a teacher for a day and a teacher for life, the Master treats them not only with the grace of preaching and teaching, but also like an old father, caring for them.

Now that the master is in trouble, and the deadline is approaching, the disciples just watch and do nothing, it is more painful than killing them.

For Wang Yan, the master’s kindness to him is even more difficult to repay in this life. Without a master, how could he have achieved what he is now?

If there was no master, it is estimated that he would have been buried in the mouth of the demon long ago! He is a man and a fairy, can't even his master be saved?

Whether he cares about the three plagues, care about him, and let go of his mother's life!

Why do you want to believe in fate because you are not originally from this world?

If he believes in fate, he shouldn't have crossed here, shouldn't embark on the path of cultivation.

So as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he has to do it no matter what the price is, he has to save the master.