Po Qin, who had recovered as good as ever, looked at the elderly Jinchi elder with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Elder Jinchi used the supreme Dharma to restore her youthful appearance, but it seemed that he also deliberately erased her memory of the past two hundred years.
"Because more than two hundred years have passed, of course the young monk has become older."
Elder Jinchi said this, concealing his impending death with a gentle look on his face.
"More than two hundred years?"
Qin Po looked around blankly, "I seemed to have had a long nightmare. I dreamed that a Taoist thief harmed me and threw me off the cliff... But now I just woke up, how come so many years have passed? ?”
"Then just think of it as a nightmare."
As Elder Jinchi said this, the breath of life gradually passed away from him, "Qin Po, I haven't heard the sound of your piano for a long time. Can you play one more song for the young monk today?"
"Of course no problem,"
Qin Po nodded, and a guzheng appeared in her hand, "By the way, why did you suddenly call me Qin Po? Am I that old?"
"Look at my memory, I should call you Chenyin now..."
Dust sound...
After hearing this, Tang Sanzang, who was standing by, trembled slightly in his heart.
If I read it correctly, Chenyin should be Qin Po’s original name.
At this time, Qinpo seemed to have noticed something strange about Elder Jinchi. She opened her mouth to ask something more, but she was speechless in the end.
She plucked the strings, and bursts of melodious and melodious music resounded throughout the forest.
Ouch! …
But at this moment, a bear's howl of pain suddenly sounded from the mountains, interrupting this rare peace.
The sound of Mrs. Qin's piano stopped, and everyone subconsciously looked up.
But he saw a black ball of flesh suddenly passing through the air and crashing into the bamboo forest not far away.
"No fight, no fight! Bi Ma Wen, why don't I, Lao Hei, admit defeat?"
I saw the black bear getting up from the ground in disgrace, and started shouting towards the sky.
At this time, Sun Wukong came riding on the auspicious clouds to kill the general, and he was going to hit him on the head with a stick!
"Wukong, stop it!"
Seeing this, Tang Sanzang shouted quickly.
"Hmph, you lucky blind guy!"
After hearing this, Sun Wukong snorted coldly, but he retracted his hand angrily.
This black bear is just the demon king of the Golden Fairy Realm, and has no power at all in front of Wukong.
But this guy has been practicing for thousands of years, and it seems that he has spent all of it on tempering his muscles and bones.
So much so that despite being hit with dozens of sticks, the black bear didn't suffer any trauma except howling in pain!
"Ouch! We don't have any deep hatred, why are you so aggressive?"
The black bear yelled, as if he was tired from the beating, he sat down on the ground, broke off a bamboo shoot and started to chew on it.
But he just took a few bites and stopped unconsciously.
He looked forward, as if he saw something that frightened him, and the fur all over his body suddenly stood on end.
"Little Fat Bear, why are you stealing bamboo shoots again?"
Qin Po looked at him with her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed and said dissatisfiedly.
"I...I didn't, I'm not! I'm just tired from fighting, so I'm just taking a rest here!"
Black Bear said and quickly hid the half of the bamboo shoot behind his back.
"I told you, this mountain of bamboo shoots is transformed by the spiritual energy of the little monk Jinchi. If you eat them all, it will affect the little monk's practice."
"If I see you being greedy again in the future, I will teach you a lesson again!"
Qin Po taught her a lesson like this, but the black bear was so frightened that he nodded repeatedly, as if he had been taught a lesson by her many times before.
"By the way, why did you make yourself so dirty again? It's like you came out of a coal mine."
"Go and take a bath! A bear that is thousands of years old, why is he still acting like a child?"
As she spoke, Qinpo pointed to the mountain stream not far away and gave the black bear another look.
After hearing this, the black bear didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly ran in the direction she pointed.
After a while, I heard a splash of water coming from the mountain stream in the forest.
"Lord Demon Emperor, although Heifeng Jie always likes to cause trouble, he has a good heart. I hope you won't argue with him."
Later, Qin Po came to Sun Wukong and apologized for Black Bear.
It seemed that in the past few days, she had a very good relationship with Black Bear and Elder Jinchi.
"No, no, we are just having a friendly discussion, there is not much hostility!"
In this regard, Sun Wukong said very casually.
After hearing this, Qin Po felt relieved and looked at Tang Sanzang and Xiao Bailong again, "Excuse me, are you friends of the little monk Jinchi?"
"Amitabha, the poor monk Tang Sanzang has seen the female donor!"
Tang Sanzang immediately put his hands together and gave her the Buddhist salute.
Elder Jinchi first let Black Bear steal the cassock, and then killed Ling Xuzi, killing all three thousand living beings in Canglang Mountain, and committing a heinous crime...
It can be said that all the things he encountered in Guanyin Temple were all caused by this musical instrument demon.
Now, Jinchi has found half of her body and restored her youthful appearance using the supreme Buddhist method.
The disaster that occurred in Guanyin Temple has now come to an end.
Elder Jinchi is done with his obsession, and he will pay the due price for it...
"Little monk, why do I suddenly feel...that you don't have much time left?"
Although Jinchi covered up his numerous scars with bamboo silk all over his body, the ever-passing breath of life could not escape the perception of everyone present.
Qinpo originally wanted to say something more to Tang Sanzang, but after noticing this abnormality, she turned back to look at him.
"Chenyin, the young monk has to go."
In response, Elder Jinchi's eyes showed a hint of joy and a hint of bitterness.
"Where are you going? Don't you plan to stay at Guanyin Temple?"
"Just because I have achieved the right fruition and gained the favor of Guanyin Bodhisattva, it won't be long before the young monk can return to Luojia Mountain and return to the long-lost Purple Bamboo Forest..."
Everyone said that family members do not lie, but Jin Chi lied.
"Really? That's great!"
A hint of joy appeared in Mrs. Qin's eyes, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into disappointment, "But once you leave, there will be no one around me who understands Qin anymore..."
"But no matter what, congratulations!"
"Chenyin, the Bodhisattva is coming soon, and you are just a mortal demon, so it is inconvenient for you to meet the Bodhisattva. Please stay away for now!"
The corners of Elder Jinchi's mouth twitched, but he issued an order to expel her.
In fact, the Bodhisattva will not come.
Jin Chi just didn't want her to watch him perish with her own eyes.
"Then, can we meet again?"
Qin Po seemed to notice something, and a trace of clear tears fell silently from her eyes.
"I hope you take it seriously."
After hearing this, Qin Po's body trembled slightly.
But she didn't say anything more in the end, and then disappeared into a gust of breeze amidst the sad sounds of the piano.
"Amitabha, I am obsessed with this. I should pay the due price for the sins I have committed in the past!"
Seeing this, Elder Jinchi clasped his hands together and shouted the last Buddha's name.
Tang Sanzang's previous palm had caused him fatal injuries.
Later, in order to save Qin Po, he exhausted his last bit of Buddhist power.
Now that Mrs. Qin has left, Elder Jinchi no longer has any regrets.
I saw the golden fire of life spurting out from the scars all over his body, burning his broken body.
But now, he actually chose to sit down and achieve nirvana!
"Amitabha, I would like to send you my best wishes to Elder Jinchi!"
Seeing this scene, many monks in Guanyin Temple knelt down and said goodbye to the abbot and abbot while crying.
"Congratulations to Elder Jinchi!"
In this regard, Tang Sanzang did not do much to stop him, and the three masters and disciples immediately said this.
Buddhism is not allowed to commit suicide rashly, but Jinchi first killed Ling Xuzi for Po Qin, and then destroyed three thousand sentient beings in Canglang Temple, committing endless murders.
Good people will be rewarded with good things, and evil people will be rewarded with bad things.
But as the author of all this, Jinchi has been tolerated by Buddhism and also by himself.
Between the differences between the human nature of killing people and the Buddhist teachings of compassion, he finally chose to commit suicide...
"Grandma Qin, farewell to me in this life!"
In the raging flames, Elder Jinchi took one last look in the direction where Qin Po left, and let out a sigh of relief.
Back then, as a little demon, he was bullied and hunted by demons and Taoists in the human world.
It was Qin Po who saved him single-handedly and protected him from wind and rain in the world.
She is Jin Chi's most important relative in the world and her biggest obsession in this life.
Now, she has recovered as well as ever, freed from obsession and suffering.
And for this reason, Jinchi fell into the devil's path, killed gods and became a demon, and he was willing to pay the due price for it...
The fire of life is still burning, and Elder Jinchi's body is gradually shattering, sending out bursts of haze into the wind.
In the end, all his flesh and blood were lost, but he turned into a devastated immortal bamboo shoot.
Elder Jinchi passed away.
The mountains of purple bamboo that he had transformed into during his lifetime were now blooming with countless small white flowers, producing strings of slender bamboo rice.
The blossoming of bamboo symbolizes death and the end of reincarnation.
After the flowers bloom and fail, all the purple bamboos will wither and wither in patches.
Zizhu Mountain, which was originally full of green, seemed to have fallen into late autumn in an instant, without any vitality...
