When he opened his eyes, Liu Tiedan felt his head was dizzy, his thinking was hazy, and his eyes were pitch black, and he had no idea where he was.
"you're awake?"
A gentle voice came to my ears.
Turning around, what caught his eye was an extremely handsome face and a smooth head.
"You bald ass!"
Recognizing that the person in front of him was Monk Yanru, the culprit who turned him bald, Liu Tiedan was immediately filled with rage. He suddenly woke up and punched out without even thinking about it. The scorching flames were frightening. With all his heart, he struck the white-robed monk hard in the face, "How dare you appear in front of me!"
"boom!"
Yanru Divine Monk did not dodge, and allowed the terrifying fire fist of the young Taoist Spirit Master level to hit him. Not only did he not take a step back, even his clothes were intact, and not a wisp of smoke came out.
"Master, although this young man is incredibly talented, he also has a fire-type physique."
Yanru Divine Monk was beaten, but he remained calm and calm, and just said lightly, "But after all, I only have the cultivation level of the Taoist Spirit Master. If I want to accept all your inheritance, I am afraid it is not enough."
"It doesn't matter, I will use the remaining strength to condense a Karma Fire Seed into this kid's body, and let him gradually absorb it and understand it slowly."
An old and weak voice came from behind, "As soon as the seed enters the body, you will immediately take this kid away, leave the Flame Buddha Kingdom, and find a sparsely populated place to live in seclusion. Remember this!"
It's him!
Hearing this voice, Liu Tiedan quickly turned around and saw the old monk's figure. His heart was filled with mixed emotions, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.
At this time, the old monk's face was pale, his face and body were covered with blood stains, and his aura had weakened to the extreme, as if he was about to die at any moment, and he was completely different from before.
"Old man."
It was obvious that he hated this pair of monks and masters. Liu Tiedan didn't know why, but he still felt heavy and looked gloomy, "Are you, are you going to die?"
"Silly boy, why are you putting on such a bad face? Aren't you supposed to be happy?"
Master Fenkong opened his mouth and forced out a smile, but it was uglier than crying, "Could it be that you can't bear to leave me?"
"Who, who can't bear to leave you?"
Liu Tiedan blushed and shook his head repeatedly, "It's just a little sudden. They say the disaster will last for thousands of years, but I didn't expect you to die so quickly."
"millennium?"
Master Fenkong couldn't help laughing and said, "Silly boy, I have lived for tens of thousands of years!"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Tiedan was dumbfounded and couldn't hold his tongue.
"I won't bother you anymore, I don't have much time left."
After just a few words, Master Fenkong showed a look of exhaustion on his face. He waved his hands, as if he had no interest in continuing the chat. "You brat, come closer. You and I are destined to be together. I have suffered for tens of thousands of years." I will give you what I have learned through cultivation."
"No, no need!"
Liu Tiedan was startled. Instead of getting closer, he instinctively took two steps back, stretched out his hand and pointed at the Yanru Divine Monk, "You, pass it on to your apprentice!"
The Yanru Divine Monk was stunned when he heard this, and an indescribable strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Do you know who I am?"
Master Fenkong couldn't help being surprised, "Do you know how many people in the world are crying and shouting that they want to enter my door but can't? You don't want my lifelong inheritance?"
"I, I..."
Liu Tiedan blushed, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "I still want to marry a wife, and I don't want to be a monk."
"Pfft! Hahahahaha...cough, cough!"
Unexpectedly, the young man would have such concerns. Master Fenkong could not help but tremble all over, leaning forward and back, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and actually laughed so much that he coughed up blood.
"W-why are you laughing?" Liu Tiedan frowned and stared at him fiercely.
"Silly boy, I'm going to die, why do I care whether you become a monk or not?"
Master Fenkong's face became paler, but he seemed to be in a happy mood. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth and said, "Besides, no one is born a monk. I think back then I was also a handsome young man with a beautiful tree in the wind. I once fascinated thousands of people." Beauty, I don’t know how many girls are crying and shouting to marry me!”
"you?"
Liu Tiedan glanced at him doubtfully, "Are they all blind?"
"Fuck your mother!"
Master Fenkong laughed and cursed, then straightened his face, spread out his right hand, and a bright and colorful flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, moving up and down, jumping flexibly, like a flame elf with independent consciousness, "Since you If you don't enter Buddhism, then I will teach you the inheritance as a secular person. Remember, my real name is Yan Lie, and I am the number one fire monk in the world."
"Yan Lie..."
Liu Tiedan's eyes froze, and his eyes were firmly fixed on this dazzling flame. He could no longer look away, and he repeated Master Fenkong's secular name in a low voice.
From this flame, he actually felt an unprecedented attraction, as if the two parties had a deep connection at the soul level a long time ago.
It belongs to me!
Such a sentence came to Liu Tiedan's mind for no reason.
"I don't ask you to think of me well, and I don't ask you to avenge me. I just ask that you can live a good life with this seed."
Master Fenkong flicked his right hand, and the flames shot out quickly, drawing a brilliant cloud in the air, and then penetrated into the young man's body without any deviation, "But everything has a cause and effect. Since you have inherited my inheritance, you can also Contaminated by my karma, if you meet someone with a black coffin in the future, you must be careful."
The moment the karma fire seeds penetrated his body, Liu Tiedan's heart skipped a beat and he instinctively thought he would be burned.
Unexpectedly, what poured into the body was an extremely soft and warm breath, which instantly flowed through the eight meridians and limbs, just like the mother's arms when he was a child, indescribably comfortable and comfortable.
"Old man, you, I..."
As this aura spread rapidly, Liu Tiedan felt drowsy, his upper and lower eyelids couldn't help fighting, and soon he couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground with a "plop".
His eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was even, his chest rose and fell gently, and he actually fell into a deep sleep.
"Master, are you okay?"
Yanru Divine Monk glanced at Liu Tiedan on the ground, then turned to stare at Master Fenkong with concern.
"The fire just now was condensed from my master's lifelong cultivation."
Master Fenkong's burly body swayed slightly. The majestic Chaos Realm powerhouse could not even sit still. His voice was extremely weak, "Since I have given away my inheritance, now I am no different from ordinary people. With such a serious injury, I’m afraid it won’t last even half a moment.”
"With his meager cultivation."
Yanru Divine Monk turned his head again, stared at Liu Tiedan's closed eyes, and said slowly, "If you want to completely digest the karma fire seeds, you may have to wait until the year of the monkey."
"This kid is still young and has plenty of time."
Master Fenkong smiled slightly, "With his talent and physique, whoever can enter the Gate of Chaos in the future will definitely achieve far better results than..."
"puff!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a clear and loud sound came from his ears.
Master Fenkong hurriedly lowered his head, only to see that his chest had been penetrated by a white arm at some point.
The owner of the arm is actually his trusted disciple Yan Ru.
"you you……"
Master Fenkong's expression changed drastically, his face was full of disbelief, his eyes were staring closely at the handsome face of his beloved disciple, his lips were trembling, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Is it surprising?"
The unworldly and handsome face of the Yanru Divine Monk looked eerie and strange in the darkness, and his smile was extremely ferocious, making people shudder.
"W-why?"
Master Fenkong was so weak that he could hardly speak.
"Bishop Black Coffin sent someone to contact me a long time ago."
Yanru Divine Monk replied unhurriedly, "Invite me to cooperate internally and externally to destroy the Randen Ancient Temple together."
"So, so..."
Fen Kongshang was so popular that his voice was barely audible, "You, you betrayed me? Betrayed my brothers? Betrayed the ancient temple?"
"I have never promised him." Yan Ru, the monk, shook his head gently.
"Then why did you..."
"Master, you and I have known each other for thousands of years."
A trace of violence flashed in the eyes of the Yanru Divine Monk, he bit his lip hard and read each word out from between his teeth, "But when you were dying, you gave your inheritance to an unrelated boy. , completely disregarding the feelings of my disciples, so at that moment, I had decided to seek refuge with Black Coffin, and your body will be my gift to Bishop Black Coffin."
"It turns out that it was jealousy."
There is nothing more sad than heartbreak. Master Fenkong's eyes were empty and a wry smile appeared on his face, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Go on your way with peace of mind, Master."
The Yanru Divine Monk suddenly pulled out his right palm, and blood sputtered out of the sky master's chest like a fountain, flying in all directions, "I will take good care of this boy for you."
"thump!"
Severely injured, Master Fenkong could no longer hold on and leaned backwards, falling heavily to the ground. He remained silent and motionless, and there was no breath between his mouth and nose.
I saw his eyes widened, and no matter how he was comforted, he was unwilling to close his eyes. He had a feeling of desolation that would never rest in peace.
The dignified presiding officer of the Randen Ancient Temple, a generation of Chaos Realm Lord, unexpectedly died so aggrievedly at the betrayal of his disciple.
"What belongs to me, no one can take it away."
Monk Yanru stared at the body of Master Fenkong quietly, with an indescribable emotion flashing in his eyes, "You want this kid to inherit the Karma Fire Seed? Sorry, I don't agree!"
After that, he grabbed Master Fenkong's increasingly cold arm, and grabbed Liu Tiedan's collar with his other hand. His feet swayed, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.
