Anyone could tell that Grandmaster Qi Jie was trying to save Ba Jie. Miao Yi couldn't help but exchange glances with Yan Xiu and the others. They didn't think that Qi Jie would be able to solve a problem that a group of experts couldn't! Miao Yi was overjoyed, but also regretful at the same time. He was overjoyed because Ba Jie could be saved, but regretful because he shouldn't have let the demonic monk leave!
The bags on Ba Jie's body gradually decreased, and he slowly opened his eyes. The seal on his body hadn't been lifted yet, and he couldn't move under Grandmaster Qi Jie's transcendence energy. However, tears streamed down his face as he shook his head and said, "No! Master, no! Old bald donkey, I don't want you to suffer for me. I deserve to die … Big Brother, hurry up and stop Master! "
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked. They couldn't help but recall what Grandmaster Qi Jie had just said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' Could it be that Grandmaster Qi Jie was unable to remove the curse, and had simply transferred it to himself?
But before Miao Yi could react, Grandmaster Qi Jie gently pushed with his palms, causing Ba Jie to fall backwards.
"Grandmaster!" Miao Yi quickly crouched down beside Grandmaster Qi Jie and helped him up by invoking his transcendence energy to examine Ba Jie. In truth, he didn't even need to examine the situation to know that the situation was dire. After the transfer, the bags seemed to have gone out of control, and the rate at which they swelled up had increased significantly.
Miao Yi was helpless and panicked. The others couldn't help him either.
Having finished his task, Grandmaster Qi Jie clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha!" His face and forehead quickly swelled up like tumors.
Ba Jie scrambled over and grabbed Grandmaster Qi Jie's arm, saying to Miao Yi, "Big Brother, hurry up and remove the seal on me. I can do it." He was prepared to use the Jie School's cultivation technique to transfer the evil art inside Qi Jie's body back into his own.
Miao Yi pulled on Ba Jie and quickly removed the seal on his body. Ba Jie grabbed Qi Jie's hand and sat down cross-legged.
Pop! Pop! Pop! The tumors on Grandmaster Qi Jie's face suddenly exploded one after another, spraying blood all over Ba Jie's face.
A series of popping sounds could be heard as the tumors on Grandmaster Qi Jie's body exploded one after another. In an instant, Grandmaster Qi Jie's entire body was covered in blood. His face was no longer recognizable, and the dull sounds of explosions could be heard coming from within.
Standing to the side, Miao Yi and the others were dumbfounded. They didn't know what to do.
"No! Master … "Ba Jie was flustered, but it was already too late. His face and body were splattered with Qi Jie's blood. He clutched Qi Jie's hand and cried like a helpless child. Tears streamed down his face as he shook his head at the mutilated Qi Jie.
Yan Xiu hurriedly took out the Glorious Star immortal herb and squatted down to treat Seven Abstinence's injuries.
The hideous and hideous Grandmaster Qi Jie slowly shook his head and said weakly, "I don't need it anymore!"
Miao Yi quickly invoked his transcendence energy to examine Grandmaster Qi Jie's condition, only to discover that his heart had been completely destroyed. There was no way to save him at all. Logically speaking, he should be dead by now. However, the aura within his body was still gently circulating, allowing Qi Jie to continue breathing. However, the speed at which the aura was circulating was gradually weakening.
Miao Yi stood up with one hand on his forehead. He tilted his head to the side, unable to say a single word!
Ba Jie struggled to kneel in front of Qi Jie, wailing and wailing. His body was curled up like a shrimp, and his head was pressed against the back of Qi Jie's withered hand. His forehead was pressed against the back of Qi Jie's hand, and he hugged his forehead tightly, refusing to let go. Shaking his head, he sobbed, "Why? Master, I don't understand. Why is it that good people are never rewarded? "
Grandmaster Qi Jie replied weakly, "How is it not rewarded? If I were a good person, wouldn't my kindness be rewarded to you? Don't you feel rewarded for my kindness? "
"Wuuu …" In that instant, Ba Jie cried his heart out. He nodded with tears streaming down his face, "Your disciple understands!"
Grandmaster Qi Jie raised his other hand with great difficulty and placed it on Ba Jie's head. He asked weakly, "Foolish child! Isn't it bitter? "
"Yes!" Ba Jie nodded as he sobbed.
"Can you put it down …" Grandmaster Qi Jie wanted to say something else, but he no longer had the strength to finish his sentence. His hand on Ba Jie's head slid down, and his head drooped down to his chest.
"Wuuu …" Ba Jie didn't raise his head, but he could already feel it. He was on the verge of breaking down.
Miao Yi closed his eyes and raised his head, remaining silent for a long time.
Even though Bluemoon and the others didn't know who Grandmaster Qi Jie was, they were all looking at Grandmaster Qi Jie's corpse with deep respect, just like Yan Xiu.
When Miao Yi bowed to Grandmaster Qi Jie's corpse, the other generals followed suit, their faces filled with heartfelt respect.
After that, the others retreated. Before Bluemoon left, she placed Mu Na's corpse on the ground.
Only two corpses were left on the scene, as well as the two brothers. One was crying bitterly in front of Grandmaster Qi Jie, while the other was staring at the stars with his hands behind his back.
When Ba Jie's attention shifted to Mu Na, he crawled over to her and hugged her for a long time without letting go. Miao Yi calmly said, "Speak! What exactly happened? "
"Actually, I found a way to open the cultivation treasury from the inside a long time ago …" With Mu Na in his arms, Ba Jie blankly recounted how he had snuck out of the Nameless Sect's treasury to have fun while crying.
Miao Yi looked up at the stars, unmoved. He finally understood why his brother had been lying to him all these years. He would say that he was lonely all the time, but in reality, he had been fooling him all along. Ba Jie would often meet up with Yu Luocha, but Yu Luocha had been helping Ba Jie keep it a secret from him.
"Great! Little Brother, you're the best! You've been lying to me for so many years! So many people yearn for a chance to cultivate in peace, but never get it. So the things that I care about, the things that I've worked so hard for all these years, are nothing in your eyes. "Miao Yi revealed a self-deprecating expression as he lowered his head and glared at Ba Jie.
With tears streaming down his face, Ba Jie raised his head and said, "Big Brother, I was wrong!"
With his hands behind his back, Miao Yi walked up to Ba Jie and bent down, his face almost touching Ba Jie's. "Little Brother, do you know what I gave the demonic monk to save you? I gave him a Blood Lotus that can help him reforge his physical body. Once he regains his former strength, I don't know if anyone in this world will be able to stop him! You were saved, but I don't know how many people will die in the hands of the evil monk in the future. The evil monk won't let me go, he won't let your sister-in-law go, he won't let Third Brother go, and he won't let my trusted subordinates go. I don't know how many people I've sacrificed in exchange for your life, but what can I do? When I look at you, I'm reminded of your parents. If it weren't for them raising me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to live until now, and I wouldn't be the person I am today. That's why I can't just watch as you throw your life away, and I can't kill my own brother in front of my subordinates either. But I never thought that I would end up killing Grandmaster Qi Jie! Little Brother, my sins are far greater than yours! "
"Big Brother!" Ba Jie shook his head as he sobbed, "It's all my fault. It's all my fault. You can hit me, scold me, and I'll accept it. You can even kill me. Don't do this!"
Miao Yi stood up, shaking his head and sighing, "I won't scold you, nor will I hit you, much less kill you. It's not your fault, it's mine. You've grown up. I shouldn't have kept you in check like a child anymore. I can't control you! I really can't! " As he said this, he slowly turned around and walked away. With his back facing Ba Jie, he waved his hand and said weakly, "You can rest assured from now on! If you wish to be free, then be free. You can do whatever you want. If you run into any trouble, just let me know. I will help you as much as I can, but if I can't, don't blame me. From now on, I won't scold you, I won't hit you, and I won't control you anymore … Your master treated you well. No matter how you look at it, he saved your life. Give him a proper burial! "
As he said these words, Miao Yi sounded as though he had aged hundreds of thousands of years in an instant. As he slowly walked forward, his figure seemed to be a little hunched over. It was hard to believe that he was still the heroic and domineering Heavenly King of the Southern Army.
Ba Jie could feel what it meant by 'the greatest sorrow is greater than death' from Miao Yi. He shouted, "Big Brother!"
In a flash, Miao Yi shot up into the sky. He didn't look back, and the troops he had gathered quickly followed him into the depths of space.
"Big Brother …" Ba Jie murmured in a daze. He then looked at the pale, delicate face in his arms, and buried his head in the embrace of Grandmaster Qi Jie's body for a long time …
Several days later, in the underground river of the Venomous Star, Ba Jie slowly walked in from the entrance of the Nameless Sect's treasury. The door behind him closed with a hum.
Step by step, Ba Jie walked up to the lotus throne. He looked at the white snake coiling around the lotus flower and smiled.
Finally, he walked up to the platform and sat down cross-legged. He then softly chanted, "Neither demon nor tribulation, neither abiding nor empty, neither dust nor dirt, neither fear nor obey, neither anger nor love, neither beginning nor end, plucking a flower for you, like a dream!"
Then, he slowly closed his eyes …
The spiritual mountain was a majestic place. Auspicious aura shone like a rainbow, dragons and phoenixes danced in the air, and the mountains were as white as jade. Buddhist disciples and honored guests gathered from all over the place.
Miao Yi, the Duke of Guang Ling, Kou Lingxu, Teng Fei, and Cheng Taize — the five Heavenly Kings had arrived together. The spiritual mountain had also sent out five people of similar status to welcome them. Jade Face Buddha was one of them. He took the initiative to escort Miao Yi to the place where they would be staying. It was a towering mountain peak.
There was an empty monastery at the top of the mountain, and inside was a white jade pagoda formed from the power of will. There were quite a few smaller pagodas in the surroundings, and the environment was quiet and peaceful. Miao Yi's men had already been replaced with the ones guarding the place. Miao Yi himself was staying at the largest white jade pagoda in the monastery. Yu Luocha led the way and accompanied him on a tour. Miao Yi dismissed his entourage as well, and the two of them slowly climbed up the pagoda.
Standing on the balcony at the top of the pagoda, Miao Yi could see the majestic scenery of the spiritual mountain from afar. The sight of the floating spiritual energy was truly refreshing. It wasn't extravagant, but it showed off the majesty of the spiritual mountain.
Now that there were no outsiders, Yu Luocha transmitted her voice to Miao Yi, "Don't worry, Big Brother. Master Qing won't let Master Qing monopolize this place. The spiritual mountain is safe. I will inform you if anything happens."
Miao Yi nodded and said, "Thank you."
Yu Luocha said, "We're one family. Big Brother, what happened? Why isn't Grandmaster Seven Abstinences coming? " She had already made preparations to receive Grandmaster Seven Abstinences, but she couldn't get in touch with him. Miao Yi only told her that Grandmaster Seven Abstinences wouldn't be coming again, and that they could talk when they met.
Miao Yi was silent for a moment, then said, "Grandmaster Seven Abstinences has passed away."
Yu Luocha was shocked. "How is that possible? Even though he didn't have much time left, he should still have some time left. "
"You could say that he died at the hands of the demonic monk, Nan Bo!" Miao Yi sighed.
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