Laoshan Taoist Chapter 221: Into the Yin Cao
The sound came from the side hall. At the moment when he noticed the movement, Wang Yan didn't hesitate at all, and rushed over with the sound.
Chen Xiu was also shocked at the moment, and followed closely behind him.
The door of the Partial Hall is open, and white lanterns are hung on both sides. All the disciples are gathered here at present.
Everyone is wearing a filial piety belt. Senior brother Zhong Hengqing led several junior and disciples to kneel in front of the spirit, while the rest of the younger generation disciples stand on both sides, bowing their heads in mourning, and chanting the Rebirth Mantra softly, with great grief.
In the center of the main hall, there is a mahogany coffin, and the top position is the tablet of the contemporary head of Laoshan, as well as a portrait of him during his lifetime.
The counter table was full of offerings, incense candles and green smoke, curling up.
At the moment when he saw all this, Wang Yan was stunned, all kinds of thoughts flooded into his mind, and suddenly there was no idea in his heart, completely blank.
He came back late, everything was too late.
"Master..."
Wang Yan called out, his feet as heavy as lead.
He stepped to the front of the spirit step by step, looking extremely difficult.
"Junior Brother Wang, you...you are back!"
When they heard the sound, everyone turned their heads, seeing Wang Yan, their expressions were startled at first, and then everyone was in awe.
The big brother Zhong Hengqing, at this moment, his heart is mixed, and a thousand words belong to this sentence.
He was sad, and his face was haggard. Even if he had practiced for hundreds of years, it was still difficult to hide. There were still tears left between the corners of his eyes.
Wang Yan came to the hall and stood in front of the mahogany coffin.
"Master, the unfilial disciple came back late..."
His right hand is on the coffin, and he doesn't want to believe it.
"Senior brother, let's be sorry! Master and his old man have become feathered!"
Zhong Hengqing didn't know what to say, so he had to comfort him.
"No...impossible! This is absolutely impossible."
Suddenly, Wang Yan's ghosts and spirits, with a slight force on his right hand, he heard a muffled sound, and the lid of the coffin was instantly opened by him.
Looking around, there is no master's body inside, only an unfolded Taoist robe, a whisk commonly used by Master, a porcelain altar is placed in the center of the Taoist robe, and Tai Chi gossip is drawn on the periphery, which is sealed with a porcelain cover.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yan's heart is ashamed.
"We only learned that soon after the three plagues came, Master and his old man had not been able to avoid it, and his body had been completely burned by the flames. All the senior brothers tried their best to keep the master's soul alive."
Zhong Hengqing thought they didn't know this, so he explained, but in fact, Wang Yan already knew the situation of Master!
It's just that he didn't think that it would be the result in the end.
When he came to the spirit, with a "plop", Wang Yan directly knelt down, his expression sluggish, his heart only felt blocked, somehow, even a single tear could not flow out, and he couldn't cry.
"Why? Why don't you wait for me? Master, why..."
Wang Yan took out the sandalwood box and slowly placed it in front of the master's spiritual position.
"I am useless and can't save Master. I am ashamed to be a disciple of Laoshan!"
He took the elixir back, but the master still left him forever, leaving Laoshan forever.
In that case, what's the point of trying to get the elixir back with all his energy?
In the final analysis, he is still not strong enough. If there is a god, why bother to fight for this Nine Ranked Great Return Pill, go directly to the Dust Palace to find Dao Ancestor for one, and it will not delay such a long time. time.
"Senior brother, please don't say that, the time is also fate, and don't blame anyone."
Zhong Hengqing couldn't help but enlighten him when he saw that he blamed himself so much.
"Huh! Time is also fate!"
Wang Yan suddenly sneered when he heard this sentence.
"When did this happen?"
After a while, Wang Yan calmed down a bit and asked questions.
"What happened two days ago, it came too suddenly, and the master kept it from us for a long time!"
Zhong Hengqing didn't hide it, he would answer whatever he asked.
"Senior brother, it’s done, don’t be too sad, believe that Master is alive in the sky, and don’t want to see you like this."
Zhuge Changshou on the side was full of grief and said.
Wang Yan twisted the three pillars of fragrance with his hands, bowed three times before the master's spirit, and said nothing.
Yeah! The tree is done, no matter how much you toss, the master will not be able to survive.
The body has been turned into ashes, and even the three souls and seven souls can only keep a trace. The horror of the flames is really not trivial.
But these don't scare him. Since he has already chosen this path, no matter how difficult it is, he will definitely move forward and never shrink back.
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In the endless darkness, a mountain range undulates across the earth.
The wind gusts and the misty forest path is surrounded by shadows of trees on both sides. The branches and claws are like evil spirits. The colorful and spooky flowers are in full bloom. Only the petals and the green leaves are in full bloom. Ruowu ghosts cry and howling wolf is creepy.
Wang Yan is wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his whole body is filled with a faint divine light.
Three feet in front of him, two figures, one black and one white, escorted a dozen people forward slowly.
In the darkness, the lonely ghosts blocking the road, seeing this at first sight, fearing to avoid it, they fled on their own.
After the ghost gate, this is Huangquan Road.
Wang Yan on the road is not the real body, but just his soul.
Master has just passed away for two days. The first seven days have not passed. He must not be reincarnated yet. He has to see the Master for the last time.
Master is a generation of immortals, with a powerful soul, but a "fairy soul". Even if there is only a trace, it can be comparable to the soul of ordinary people, and it can still be reincarnated.
Wang Yan is also a human immortal, and he can travel between the Yin and Yang realms at will. The primordial spirit goes out of the orifice and enters the underworld, which is naturally a matter of course.
Because it was the first time to visit the Yin Cao Netherworld, I was not familiar with the path, so I had to follow the Yin Chai who had just returned from the ecstasy of the sun.
Cross Huangquan Road, at the end of the front, a large river flows across~IndoMTL.com~An arch bridge on the river leads directly to the opposite bank,
Here is the famous Wangchuan River and Naihe Bridge.
Two evil escorts drove the ghosts to the Naihe Bridge. The souls of the sentient beings were so embarrassed, and some were crying, unable to accept the fact that they were already dead.
On the other side, next to Wangxiang Terrace, stands a pavilion. Inside the pavilion, an old woman with a hunched waist is distributing Mengpotang to the ghosts who have returned to the shadow of the first seven days to help them forget their past and start a new life.
"I'm sorry, I have all official duties, so I can't leave without authorization. It's hard for the real person to follow us slowly. Walking this part of the journey is a delay of the real person."
Hei Wuchang stood seven feet away in front of Wang Yan's right, and said to him with a smile on his face.
There are still a lot of ghosts who have returned from the first seven months of Yin Yin, rushing to drink Meng Po soup to reincarnate, so the team here is actually blocked and stayed for a while.
"It doesn't matter, the two eldest brothers are busy with their own affairs."
Wang Yan didn't care about this and replied politely.